With a prickle of some kind unease running down his spine, Spike nodded, lowering his eyes meekly and when next he looked up, von Krolock was gone.
Behind him, he felt Herbert rise a moment before an arm slipped around his waist. “He did not look very pleased,” Herbert murmured against Spike’s ear, idly stroking Spike’s stomach.
“Stating the obvious your gift, then?” Spike said more sharply than he intended.
Herbert drew back a little, as if subdued, then spun Spike to face him, gripping the younger vampire’s wrists in a steely hold. “It was friendly observation,” he said quietly, eyes glittering. “He will take care of her, you know.”
“I know!” Spike tried to pull his hands free. “D’you think I need to be told? But if he turns the Bit, so help me…”
Slowly, Herbert started to grin. “It’ll be interesting to see him try it,” he said, then pulled Spike bodily against him. “I think she can play this game as well as he.”
“The Niblet?” Spike stared at the elder vampire incredulously.
“Mm,” Herbert leaned in to claim a chaste kiss then smiled slowly against Spike’s lips. “Why do you think she and I did not kill one another while father was otherwise occupied with you?”
“You wouldn’t have dared!”
Herbert grinned slowly, wickedly. “I did,” he purred. “And she managed to outwit me. A clever girl you have there, and one who does not object to using tricks and cunning where the obvious is not enough.”
Blue eyes blinked several times. “Niblet outdid you?”
“Several times,” Herbert admitted freely. “I underestimated her.” He glanced upwards, as if seeing something beyond the stone of the ceiling and walls then looked back at Spike. “Do you think she likes chains?”
“I don’t need to think about that!” Spike exclaimed, voice rising in pitch.
Herbert laughed wickedly. “Oh, really?” he murmured.
Suddenly, Spike found himself thrown over Herbert’s shoulder. Giving the younger vampire a firm pat on the buttock, Herbert smiled. “Let us remedy that.”
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Re: *tweaks* Random added bits for you:
Date: 2006-03-20 03:54 am (UTC)Behind him, he felt Herbert rise a moment before an arm slipped around his waist. “He did not look very pleased,” Herbert murmured against Spike’s ear, idly stroking Spike’s stomach.
“Stating the obvious your gift, then?” Spike said more sharply than he intended.
Herbert drew back a little, as if subdued, then spun Spike to face him, gripping the younger vampire’s wrists in a steely hold. “It was friendly observation,” he said quietly, eyes glittering. “He will take care of her, you know.”
“I know!” Spike tried to pull his hands free. “D’you think I need to be told? But if he turns the Bit, so help me…”
Slowly, Herbert started to grin. “It’ll be interesting to see him try it,” he said, then pulled Spike bodily against him. “I think she can play this game as well as he.”
“The Niblet?” Spike stared at the elder vampire incredulously.
“Mm,” Herbert leaned in to claim a chaste kiss then smiled slowly against Spike’s lips. “Why do you think she and I did not kill one another while father was otherwise occupied with you?”
“You wouldn’t have dared!”
Herbert grinned slowly, wickedly. “I did,” he purred. “And she managed to outwit me. A clever girl you have there, and one who does not object to using tricks and cunning where the obvious is not enough.”
Blue eyes blinked several times. “Niblet outdid you?”
“Several times,” Herbert admitted freely. “I underestimated her.” He glanced upwards, as if seeing something beyond the stone of the ceiling and walls then looked back at Spike. “Do you think she likes chains?”
“I don’t need to think about that!” Spike exclaimed, voice rising in pitch.
Herbert laughed wickedly. “Oh, really?” he murmured.
Suddenly, Spike found himself thrown over Herbert’s shoulder. Giving the younger vampire a firm pat on the buttock, Herbert smiled. “Let us remedy that.”