Obligatory Bathtub Scene
The title says it all.
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Slash, bondage, exhibitionism, clichés.
This was written last year for a round robin, and I can't remember for
which mailing list or where the entire round robin might have ended up,
so I decided it needed to be exposed (ahem!) again. :-)
Obligatory Bathtub Scene
I have a date with my old friend Rupert for a quick shag and maybe a
drink or three, and when I get there, he politely helps me off with me
duster. I feel his hands sliding down my arms, and give a little
shiver, then suddenly the bleedin' Watcher has snapped handcuffs on me
wrists! Before I have time to finish sayin' "What the fu . . .?"
he explains, "We're playing my way tonight, Spike. Understand?"
yeah, I understand. "I'm all yours, luv, " I say, giving my voice
just enough of an edge to remind him I could take him any time I like.
removes the cuffs long enough for me to strip, then puts them back
on. He's looking me up and down, and I shiver again. I'm
such a soddin' wanker sometimes, but Rupert Giles can make me shiver
with a look. He drags me into the loo, and I'll be fucked if he
doesn't chain me up in the god damned bathtub! Just like when I
was a prisoner here. Except this time, I'm as naked as the day I
was born. Rupert's eyes rake me again, and I wriggle
invitingly. But he goes and changes into his dressing gown and
gets himself a glass of wine and then sits on the toilet, murmuring,
"Now, what shall I do with you?" as he sips.
he puts down his glass and comes over to play with my nipples.
Ah, bloody 'ell, I see Ripper gleamin' in his eyes. He pinches
and twists them, pulling hard. Lightning shoots straight down
into my cock, which is saluting Rupert with all its might. But
the flamin' poof ignores my cock, turns my head towards him, opens his
dressing gown and shoves his own into my mouth. I'm sucking him
off as only a vampire can, and he's moaning, and pulling on my hair
with his fingers, and then
there's a bloody fucking knock
on the door. Rupes doesn't move, and I keep sucking, but the
knocking gets more persistent. He hasn't come yet, and I know
he's not going to come now with the distraction. "Oh bugger it!"
he snaps, pulls out of my mouth, and ties the belt of his dressing
gown. I wonder if it's tented as he walks to the door.
the friggin' Scoobies of course, and Rupert's Watcher buddy Wesley
Windpassing-Twice or whatever his name is. I can hear
Rupert stammering--must be nervous. He talks to the others, and
meanwhile, I'm stuck in this soddin' bathtub. Time passes, and my
arms are starting to cramp a bit, and my dick is still hard as a rock,
and I'm bloody bored. So I start to make noise, kicking at the
tub with my feet and groaning loudly. I hear Rupert trying to
assure them there's nothing wrong. So I make more noise.
I'm having fun. That's what he
gets for leaving me chained
up in here while he talks to the Slayer and her gang.
works. They all come pushing into the bathroom, ignoring Rupert's
protests. I've always been a bit of an exhibitionist, and I'm
happy to report that I had a right stiffy. I start writhin' a bit
and wrigglin' and lookin' at the crowd from under my eyelashes.
My cock is upright for all to see, and it's a pretty nice one, if I say
so meself. I notice that the other Slayer, that psycho chick
Faith, is there too. A vampire couldn't ask for a more
appreciative audience. Mr. Windpassing-Twice looks like he's
catchin' flies, his jaw has dropped so much. The girls are all
pretending not to look at Mr. John Thomas and failing miserably.
I can't tell if Xander is disgusted or impressed.
I look up as if I've just noticed they're there. I raise one
eyebrow slowly with a bored expression, as if to say, "What's the big
deal? You never seen a chained-up vampire in a tub with a hard on
before?" I see Rupert glaring at me with that icy Ripper stare of
his, then downing a glass of wine in one swallow. I'm in big trouble now. Once Rupert
gets rid of all his unwanted guests, it'll just be helpless ole Spike
at the mercy of one pissed off Rupert Giles. This evening is
turning out just so much
better than I expected. And my cock gets even harder in
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