Jon rolled over in bed and laid her arm across the chiseled sexy chest of Spike. She pulled her leg over his and rand is smoothly up and down as he laid there smoking a cigarette. She had just felt the greatest pleasure in her life. She knew it was wrong, she was really a guy and she certainly shouldn't be feeling like this, but on the other hand, Spike was just so sexy she couldn't help but love everything about him.
"Spike." Jon said sexily as she ran her hand across his chest "That was amazing." Spike smiled as he turned to meet her gaze.
"Was it now?" he asked mischievously. "Please go on."
"Oh Spike!" Jon continued to run Spikes leg with hers. "I've never felt so go in my entire life. That... that was the greatest sex I have ever had!"
"Was it now?" his smile broadened "Or are you just blowing smoke up my bum?"
"Oh, no, Spike! I had Spike for an entire day once, nearly killed myself. And this.... this was sooooo much better!" Jon ran her hand down his rock hard abs.
"Do go on!" Spike smiled as he took another drag on his cigarette.
Jon closed his girlish hand around Spike's penis, and felt it throb in her palm. Jon needed to go again, she needed Spike to fill her. Jon knew these thoughts weren't her own, but Jon needed to feel that euphoria again. Jon felt like an addict, and her addiction was Spike! Spike smirked as he felt her hand on him and watched as she moved down his body, her mouth being drawn to his...
"Buffy!" Dawn cried out. "Are you done yet? I've got school tomorrow!" She reminded them as she stood at the end of Spike's bed, her arms crossed.
Across Sunnydale, in a very nice and expensive house on a hill, Karyn was chained to a wall. Her face feeling sore and her grip on consciousness slipping away as she felt another train smash into her skull.
"Are you going to explain why you killed my Minion?" Glory asked as she stood before him in a sexy, tight, red mini dress. She swiveled on her stiletto heels and took another swing at Angel's face.
"Agh!" Karyn spat as she could feel her head being battered like a Pinata.
"He was my favorite Minion, and now he's dead! Don't you know how hard it is to replace a favorite Minion?" Karyn was having second thoughts about her descision to change the course of Buffy's history. What elese could go wrong?
