Joss is the owner of all things Buffy.
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Buffy drifted back into consciousness, her dreams evaporating and slipping from her memory the instant she became aware of the cool body behind her, something stiff yet familiar pressing against her backside.
"Mmm…" She whimpered, realising she couldn't return to sleep now.
"Mornin' Luv…" Was whispered against the flesh of her neck as his cool lips trailed kisses at down to the beginnings of her spine.
"What…what's the time, Spike?" She held her eyes tightly shut, not wanting to submit to the reality of being awake just yet.
"Time for a shag, pet." His voice, a husky whisper, flowed to her ear.
"Interesting watch you have there." She held back a giggle.
She could almost feel him smirking as he replied to her comment, "'S more of a sundial…"
This time she couldn't hold back the giggle that bubbled up from her throat.