Ficlet: His Touch
By lucyolsen

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I remember how terrible my life was before him. I remember what it was
like to be with a man who walked all over me, never gave me a
second thought. But this one, he cares about how I look. He tells
me I brighten up his home, and when he touches me, I feel like I'm on
fire. It's always great.

Usually, he's the one on top. I never had a problem with this. I
love watching him stand tall, and I love his power. He has this
subtle strength about him that makes him magnificent. But once, not
long ago, he brought another person with him, a girl. It was my
first threesome, and this time, I got to be on top. Then, I knew I
was in love with him. I know he cares about me, but he could never
be in love with me, only her. How could he want me like I want him?
I'm only a rug.

END


Okay, there seemed to be a recent flux of Spike/inanimate object
fics, so I thought I'd throw in. Not quite as good as I'd hoped it
would turn out, but I hope I kept you guessing until towards the end.