Vampire Sex

Blocker

Vampire Sex



pairing: Spike/Willow
word count: 137

Whoever brought it had done an excellent job of covering his or her tracks. No fingerprints, no detectable human smell - which was a clue in itself.

It was there when he woke up one evening, sitting on another bier in his crypt. All wrapped up in a plain brown wrapper.

"Vampire Sex" was the title of the skin flick, one of the worst he'd ever seen. Not accurate in the least. No biting, no violent foreplay - this director had no idea what he was doing, obviously.

He thought the mysterious gift giver had meant it as a joke - until he found one tiny piece of a red hair caught in the uptake reel. Which meant she'd watched it.

The witch must be over Dogboy if she was watching porn. Time to show her what real vampire sex was all about.



The End