A/N: Still bored. Randomly creating little one shots helps exercise the writing bones….
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Calli chewed on the end of her pen, staring across the room where Spike was in deep conversation on the phone with a client. She could make out the vague outline of his muscles through his shirt. Part of her had to keep the rest of her from imagining what it would be like to run her fingers over the sculpted planes of his muscles. She knew if she started, there would be no stopping.
She could picture doing bad things to him…
Calli turned her eyes away when he turned his gaze in her direction. The last thing she needed was for him to catch her staring at him like some love crazed girl.
She felt heat rise at the thought of what he might do to her if he caught her staring. The teasing. The touching…
I think dirty thoughts about you…
Calli shook her head and dropped her pen onto the desk. She had to focus on work. Angel was counting on her to organize all their files by the end of the weekend. He hadn't told her that Spike would be in the office constantly though.
I just have to ignore him and my basic instincts to pounce on him, Calli told herself, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. Should be a piece of cake. Right…
Calli started moving and condensing files. She wished that she had thought to charge her earbuds so she could listen to music instead of Spike's voice. A witch could easily charge her earbuds, but Calli couldn't bring herself to abuse her magic like that. So suffer in almost silence she would.
"Calli…" Spike said, sitting in the chair across from her.
Oh great…the Devil himself…
"What is it?" Calli asked, barely lifting her eyes to meet his.
"How's my favorite little witch doing today?"
"Doing just peachy." Her fingers paused on the keyboard. "Why?"
Spike smirked. "You look rather like a librarian I once dreamed about…"
Calli made a small face. "Why would you dream about librarians?"
Spike lifted an eyebrow, waiting.
Finally, it clicked.
Calli blanched. "You're gross, Spike!"
"Says the one who reads and writes erotica for a second job." Spike propped his elbows up on her desk. "And who knows what else you fantasize about in that brilliant dirty mind of yours…"
You…
Calli shook her head and looked at her computer screen. "You're being a nuisance, hon. Angel gave me a task and I need to get it done for him."
Spike stood up slowly and moved around the desk till he was standing beside her. "You don't have to do the good two shoes thing, love. I won't bite…much."
"Spike, shoo."
The vampire released her hair from her snake clip, letting it fall around her shoulders in dark waves. Calli tried to ignore him as he ran his fingers through her hair, but couldn't when he grabbed a handful and pulled her head back. A low moan escaped her lips and liquid heat raced to her core.
"Still want to play the good girl?" Spike asked, smirking down at her.
Calli's eyes narrowed and she rose carefully to her feet. Her hand cupped him and squeezed, feeling him respond by growing harder, warmer. She smirked and backed him down the hall, her lips flirting with his…
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Calli moaned loudly as Spike joined her in the Big One, his hips jerking hard into hers as he released inside of her. Calli kept her hips moving slowly as she helped ease him down slowly until he was spent. Then she stilled and looked down at him, smoothing her hands over his pale skin.
Spike looked up at her through hooded eyes and grinned. "Got my librarian fantasy…"
Calli rolled her eyes, smacking him lightly on the chest. "You shut up about that. I didn't say anything to remotely fulfill your librarian fantasy."
Spike smiled at her. "You had your mouth full though."
Calli smacked him again. "Quit it."
"Oh yes, Teacher, beat the poor boy good," Spike teased, moving his hands to her hips. "Make me do my lessons all over again."
"Spike!"
Spike laughed as he caught her hands and interlaced his fingers with hers. "Come now, pet."
"Don't you 'pet' me!" Calli warned, glaring at him.
Spike gave her a look that said he would do it all he wanted. "Calli, don't tell me that you don't have any fantasies like that. Sexual fantasies."
Calli shook her head. "No. No, we are not talking about me. And that. Nope. No way."
"Calli, come on. Something has to make the old pulse speed up at night when you're all alone in bed. Give you good dreams at night that make you wake up yearning for something more…"
Calli looked down at him, worrying her bottom lip. "Spike… I got my fantasy a long time ago."
"What?"
Calli closed her eyes and took a slow breath. "Having your love and affection…that was my fantasy. My only fantasy. That I could have you, a vampire who has had the best of the best, settle for someone as lame as me…."
Spike rolled them over so that she was flat on her back and he was straddling her. His eyes narrowed as he gripped her hands.
"You are not lame! In any sense of the word!" Spike snapped at her. "You are everything and more a bloke could dream of wrapped in one adorably sexy little package. I chose you. I want you. I fantasize about doing all kinds of bad, naughty things to this little body of yours, just to make you squirm and scream with pleasure."
Calli stared up at him, eyes watering as she listened to his words. Spike bent down and brushed his nose against hers.
"I love you, pet, and I always will," Spike swore, kissing her tenderly.
Calli kissed him back readily, letting the damn break.
I think dirty thoughts about you…
Calli looked up at him with hooded eyes when eh parted from her to let her breathe. "Spike…"
"Yeah, pet?"
"Your library books are way overdue…"
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Angel came back to the office and saw the note on his desk. He shook his head and smiled. "I knew that she would get it all done…"
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A/N: Sorry it was so short…but brain weasels! WHERE?! O LOL. Later gators. -Scarlet