Part four: The Second Card Played
Spike let go of me like I'd been dipped in garlic sauce.
He actually PUSHED me away from him. I stumbled
and nearly landed on my ass.
"What's the matter?" I asked, turning the biggest, most
innocent eyes I could on him.
"Nothing," he muttered, gathering his coat around his
legs. Like I didn't know what was going on between them!
Still...I have to make it look good.
"You want some fruit?" My voice was sickeningly chirpy
as I held out the peach to him. He gave me a wary look,
definitely trying to figure out what I was up to.
God, it's so obvious.
This bet we have going is just one more example of our
competitiveness. We're always trying to outdo each other.
When we go out patrolling, we keep track of how many
vamps each of us slays. Kind of like a score card. Who-
ever loses buys the ice cream, and so far, we've been
pretty even.
This "Anything YOU can do, I can do better" attitude
goes back a long way with us, probably back to the begin-
ning, but it really got rolling good on the first night we slept
together.
Well...we didn't SLEEP. Not much, anyway.
No, we really spent most of the night trying to fuck each
other into unconsciousness. By the time morning
came, we were both bruised, battered, and exhausted.
It was the best night of sex I've ever had! Bar none!
I think we did everything it's possible for two people
to do that night. Him on top, me on top, him behind me,
up against the wall...he actually stood up and flipped me
upside down at one point! We performed mutual oral on
each other, but we had to stop because all the blood was
rushing to my head and I couldn't concentrate.
That was the only time I gave ground. With everything
else we did, I stayed right with him.
Hey, I'm the slayer! It's a matter of pride.
That's why I'm gonna work double hard on this bet. Be-
cause it's not enough for me to win.
I have to make him lose.
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We walked home the long way, sharing the peach I'd
plucked from Mrs. Galbraith's tree.
It was sweet and juicy, and I made the most of the oppor-
tunity by eating it as noisily as I could. I threw in a few
added tricks, like licking the juice off my fingers, but he
had all his defense mechanisms in place, and managed to
ignore me.
Apparently, he's figured out what I'm up to.
Guess I'll have to be more subtle.
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"I've been thinking about getting a job."
He looked at me, definitely surprised. "Really?"
No, not really. The council pays me a nice fat salary
these days, and they throw in medical and dental coverage
for me and Dawn.
"Uh-huh. Problem is...I can't really DO anything market-
able." I stuck out my lower lip and pouted, something
that usually turns him on. "I'm useless."
He gave me a surprised look and shook his head. "That's
not true. You're the slayer. You protect the innocent from
things like me."
Well, I need a better line than that!
"Really?" I asked, trying to look all uncertain and in need
of a good pep talk.
"Absolutely!" he replied. "You provide a very important and
valuable service in this town."
Much better!
"Maybe," I sighed. "But I can't expect people to pay me
to service them."
Naughty talk and sexy innuendo. Two things Spike does
very well. I'm learning from the best.
He jumped about two feet, and muttered something to
himself that I couldn't quite hear.
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By now, we were on Sunnydale's main street. It's a long
stretch of road named, big surprise, Main Street. The middle
section is full of nice shops and restaurants. But
the two outer edges consist mainly of lower class bars, run down
pool halls, cheap no-tell motels, and a few sleazy strip joints.
Also, an adult movie theater, and a couple of tattoo parlors.
You can guess where most of the action is.
I stopped in front of a charming little establishment known
as, I kid you not, 'Club 4-Play'. There's originality for you!
Beneath the neon signs flashing "GIRLS...GIRLS...GIRLS!!"
are posters advertising what's going on inside.
And, if you STILL couldn't figure it out, there's a guy out
in front explaining it.
"Come on in, boys. I can promise you the hottest show
outside of the Vegas strip. You want girls? Have we got
girls! Beautiful girls, with beautiful bodies! If you like it,
we've got it in here, that's a plain fact. Blondes, redheads,
and brunettes. They're gorgeous, they're hot, and they
want to dance for you. You like lap dances? Our girls
are experts. Big tits? Big asses? We've got 'em in here.
Just come on in and take a look."
As we're walking by, the barker tries to shove a flyer into
Spike's hand. He ignored it....so I took it for him!
"Hmm," I said, examining the flyer, looking very
serious. "I wonder if they're hiring."
He stared at me as though I'd completely lost every single
one of my marbles AND the bag they came in.
"What? I can dance."
Unfortunately, flyer-boy overheard me and came over
to stick his two cents worth in. "Hey, babe. We're
always looking for new talent." He gestured over his
shoulder towards the entrance. "It's amateur night. Why
don't you come on in and show us what you can do?"
The little pervert was LEERING at me!
Spike grabbed my arm. "Trust me. You really DON'T want
to know what she can do."
"Look, friend," flyer-boy said, unknowingly taking his
life in his hands by stepping a little closer to me. "If the
lady wants to dance..."
"Number one," Spike snapped, turning on him. "I'm not
your friend. Number two...the lady only dances for
me. And number three," he tacked on, placing his hand
on the guy's chest and shoving him back three feet, "fuck
off!"
I love it when he's possessive!
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Spike dragged me home...literally!
He kept a firm grip on my hand and hauled me away
from Club 4 Play at double time march. He looked all
frowny and glowering, and...I've gotta admit...sexier than
all get out!
I'm starting to regret ever accepting this bet. Right now,
there's nothing on earth I want more than for him to take
me upstairs and make my bedsprings squeak.
"What are you so pissed off about?" I ask him, trying
to catch my breath as he yanks me along. "I told you I
was thinking about getting a job."
He stopped and I ran right into him. Turning on me, his
eyes are blazing and snapping with blue flame. Sexy! Oh,
God...I want him now!
"A job? In there?" he demanded. "Taking your clothes
off for every horny bastard in Sunnydale? What the hell is
the matter with you?"
Good question...
He pushed me up against the tree in my front yard. The
one he used to stand under while staring up at my bedroom
window on the nights Riley was visiting. Geez...if I'd known
THEN what I know NOW, I'd have thrown Riley out the window
head first and invited Spike in.
Moving a little closer, I can feel his body pressing
against me. "Besides," he added, "that's strictly a night-
time job...and you have plenty to do at night already."
He put a little emphasis on "do" and I know what he's
up to. The same thing I am, dammit!
Well, he's not gonna get away with it.
"That's true." I gave him my sexiest smile. "With the
slaying and all, I'd never get any...sleep." My hips rub
lightly against his. "Is it 'hard'...being 'up' all night?"
His voice dropped down into that deep tone that
sends shivers up and down my spine. "It's VERY
hard."
Okay, he definitely knows what I'm doing and is
trying to beat me at my own game...standing there in
the moonlight...looking like chocolate dipped sin.
God, I want to just give in. I want to tell him that I
don't care about the stupid bet, that I'll do anything
he wants if he'll just take me into the house and make
love to me until I can't walk straight.
He leaned down a bit closer. I can almost feel his
lips on mine, and I want it so badly that I could scream.
No one kisses like he does. He can practically give me
a bone rattling orgasm just by sliding his tongue in and
out of my mouth.
"G'night, luv," he said, pinching my cheek, leaving me
standing there with damp panties and an empty ache
between my legs the size of the Grand Canyon.
I hope the batteries in my vibrator are still good.
TBC....
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