Cellar Dweller
By Estepheia
PAIRING: Spike
SPOILERS: Season 7
RATING: R
CHALLENGE: Fantasies
Home is a curtain to keep out the morning brightness, a cool basement wall to lean against and a chipped saucer for an ashtray. With every move of his hands, the chains clink and rattle, louder than the spin and gurgle of the washing machine. In spite of soap powder stink and other cellar odors he can always smell them: almost two dozen girls, afraid but alive. All that blood rushing underneath their salty skin… still makes him hard.
He no longer daydreams about killing shiny young girls, keeps his hands still, but in his sleep he drinks their blood.
