Spuffy?

I wrote Spuffy smut! As much Spuffy smut as I've read, I don't think I've ever written any. Just a leeetle drabble for open_on_sunday, inspired by chlare's earlier mention of laundry porn. Not sure how it ended up being Spuffy. ;P


The scent of heavily perfumed fabric softener was making Buffy dizzy.

“Spike, why we are here?”

Spike smirked. “’Cause my dainties need washing.”

Buffy rolled her eyes in response.

“And vamps occasionally like to feast on late night customers.”

Buffy looked around at the deserted Laundromat. “Nobody for them to eat tonight. I think you can handle this. I’ll just go—“

Spike stopped her as she walked past.

“Hang on, pet.”

He pushed her against a humming washing machine. The vibrations and the feel of Spike’s hand drifting between her legs made Buffy dizzier.

“This vamp wants a snack.”