January 22nd, 2020

  • rahirah

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Tuesday, January 21 - Wednesday, January 22

SPIKE: Anya, do be specific and tell a fellow just exactly what you're doing here.
ANYA: Well, Spike... I'm here, obviously... for...um...sex.
SPIKE: Uh, beg pardon.
ANYA: You and me. Here and now. Let's go. Let's... get it on, you big bad boy.
SPIKE: Wait, wait, Anya. Just a minute. This is not exactly – is that a stake?
ANYA: Yes. Kinky.
SPIKE: Uh, well, yeah, but what do you --
ANYA: Shh. No questions. No talking. I can't help it. I can't stop thinking about you and us and our brief but unforgettable time together. I mean, it's – why else would I be here? I mean, it's not like I'm snooping around looking for proof that you're some sort of wacked out serial killer. (laughs) I don't know why I said that. Forget I said that. It's craziness talking. It's just nerves. Nerves. Nerves and-and horniness. Oh, just shut up, William, and take me. Take me now. (starts nuzzling at his neck)

~~Sleeper (Season 7)~~

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