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Andrew placed the dark material into its respected pile.

He was reduced to this.

Andrew, Mister-Evil-Mic-Evil, Summoner of Flying Monkeys, avenger of cancelled comic hits, was reduced to this!

There used to be a time when he was brave and strong - well, stronger than his old friend Jonathon - and now he was Scooby whipped. He was sick of this! Andrew was tired of being their house slave, tired of constantly getting made fun of, and tired of Rona stealing his mozzarella Hot Pockets. He was craving being evil.

But he wasn’t allowed to be bad… Unless he wasn’t caught.

Andrew cautiously looked around the living room, only Chao-Ann. He didn’t have to worry about the Cantonese woman. If she did tell, no one would be able to understand her. Andrew took one more look and then replaced the black jeans from Rona’s pile into Kennedy’s.

He then laughed manically, catching the gaze of Chao-Ann.

“I was just… doing an impression of the Invisible Villain who likes to eats brains using his large invisible talons. He’s like the birdman…” Andrew lied. He sighed when Chao-Ann turned back to the book written in her language, “Only the Invisible Villain is evil!”

Once Andrew settled down, he carried the clothes off to their owners. Opening the basement to give Spike his, Andrew stopped.

There on the cot was Spike and Buffy.

It was hit wet dream come true. The Slayer and the Master Vampire were having hot monkey sex. Without taking his eyes off of the couple, Andrew set the clothes down and crouched down so they wouldn’t see him.

As Spike thrust hard into Buffy constantly, no doubt leaving a purple bruise, Andrew imagined him in this type of connection.

With every moan of pleasure, growl and grunt, Andrew mentally squealed.

I’m so evil… He assured himself as his hands ran under his apron and over his jean zipper.

Buffy flipped Spike over without ruining the steps of their dance. Spike moaned at this new position, knowing that this one was a keeper.

“Buffy, Luv, your going to be the death of me…Oh Fuck, Baby, so tight…”

“Mmm…” Was all that Buffy could put together, she didn’t care about conversation right now. All she wanted was the freedom.

His hands slid over her sweaty body stopping at her breasts and pinching the small buds, then sliding down her sides to her firm ass. Using this grip he slammed up into her. It was so hard that if it had been a regular woman it would have surely broken something. But Buffy wasn’t human, she enjoyed it.

Spike once again flipped them over so that he was on top of her. Buffy felt a hand snake between then and then pinch her clit. She cried out in ecstasy, her orgasm squeezing his penis into completion. He came at the same moment she did.

They slowed down their movements to a complete stop. Spike rested his head onto Buffy’s neck and licked the vein.

“Bite me, Spike…” Buffy ordered quietly. Spike looked up at her and tilted his head.

“What?”

“You heard me.” She said, leaning her head to the side..

“Are you sure?” Spike asked, hoping she was. At her not, he slid out his fangs and pierced her skin. Buffy cried out in pain.

Then both cried out in ecstasy. Pure euphoria rushed through the unique couple at their double penetration. The feeling of Spike drinking Buffy’s blood was the best feeling either had ever felt. Their eye sight went black and they both screamed out for their second orgasm in the last two minutes.

Andrew couldn’t take it anymore. He screamed out in pleasure as he came in his pants. Spike and Buffy stopped their movement completely and looked over where they heard the noise.

“Andrew?” Buffy asked. Andrew didn’t even try to hide, it was too late to run.

“Y-Yes?” He asked. Buffy hid her head behind Spikes and groaned.

“Go finish the laundry…” Spike ordered.

“Your clothes are right there…” Andrew said, turning on his heel and disappearing up the stairs.

“That was embarrassing…” Buffy whispered.

“Yeah, poor guy.” Spike chuckled.

“I didn’t mean him, Spike…” Buffy said, Spike leaned down and licked her bloodied neck clean.

Meanwhile Andrew was upstairs trying to think of what to do next.

Soon…

He told himself.

Soon he will tire of that blonde bitch and then that luscious vampire will be mine…

Soon.

Andrew looked down at himself and then smiled.

But first, I need to do some laundry.

Meanwhile:

As Buffy hit her third high for the last twenty minutes she bit hard onto Spikes neck. It pierced his skin and Spike’s sight went black as he felt the pull of his blood, caused by Buffy’s sucking. Roaring into orgasm, Spike once again bit her neck.

Once they completely came down, the two spooned on the uncomfortable cot.

“Has anyone ever told you how luscious you are?” Buffy asked.

“Yep, but I never get tired of it. Come on, describe to me how luscious I am.” Spike said while he licked the salty skin of her breast.

“Your eyes are the best shade of blue ever. It’s like two pools and I could just drown in them…” Buffy smiled.

“Continue.” Spike ordered.

“And your lips, and your t-tounge. Oh Spike!” She stuttered as Spike nibbled on her nipple.

“Slayer…”

“And your fingers…” Buffy added when Spike slid his fingers into her sopping, bruised pussy. He curled his fingers, hitting that perfect spot that only he could find.

“Anything else?” Spike asked, pushing his erection against her small ass.

“Um… Not that I can think of. No.” Buffy smiled.

“Your forgetting a… big… massive… thing.” Spike rubbed himself against her heat. Buffy went stiff and turned her head towards Spike.

“You have Riley?” She asked, her small mouth forming an ‘O’.

“What?!?”

“The only really big thing I can think of is Riley. Other than that I cant remember anything being big and massive.” Buffy said, mentally laughing at how gullible Spike was.

“I’ll give you another hint, Slayer. It‘s big and Hard.” Spike said as he thrust his hips forward into her awaiting center.

“Oh… Spike, Oh…Always, I’m all yours, Spike!”

“You’ll always be mine, Buffy, and I will forever be yours.”

“Yes!”




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