Here’s a little birthday drabble for you. 100 words; set during a flashback scene from ‘Fool For Love’.
“You keep punishing me. Carrying on with creatures like this.” Spike shook his head in disbelief and gestured at the Chaos Demon who stood nearby, a hideous being with antlers that dripped slime.
“Okay, you guys obviously have a thing going on here,” the Chaos Demon observed. Spike ignored him and stared at Drusilla.
“I have to find my pleasures, Spike. You taste like ashes,” Drusilla said. She walked over to the Chaos Demon with her hips swaying, pressed herself close to him, pulled his head to her mouth and licked an antler sensuously. “Whereas he – mmmm! – tastes like treacle.”