Spike smiles against her hair, nuzzling it as she murmurs about being always right. He lets her scan, but moves so his own hazel eyes scan too. "Now now, we tortured the last couple openly. This time let's try for more subtlety, hmm? Make them feel watched. Stalked. Uncomfortable." A beat, and Spike lets a smirk alight on his mouth. That arm around Drusilla's waist slipping down to her hips. "Hunted. Sound fun?"
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Date: 2025-06-27 06:27 pm (UTC)