Christmas present #3

[hils]

bogwitch wanted Spike, Illyria and tentacles. Keeping these things at 100 words is hard!


Illyria has insisted she see more of the human world and Alaska was about as far away from California as Spike could think of

“I do not understand the function of this ‘snow’”

Spike found himself on his back with Illyria astride him.

“Bloody hell, Blue, don’t you ever get tired of shagging?”

Her tentacles had now successfully removed Spike’s shirt and were working on his jeans. It was amazing how deft they were really. His body was already responding to Illyria’s touch and he gave a small gasp of pleasure as she slid onto him, still stroking him as she did so.