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He wanted to fidget. He wanted to wiggle. He wanted to just walk away from this whole sodding mess and go back to his sodding crypt where the sodding Slayer would leave him alone… not that being in his crypt ever saved him from her presence and incessant nattering, but it was something he wanted. He fidgeted, and felt the ropes start to slip.

“You bloody wankers could at least learn to tie a proper knot!” He sighed, and debated pulling his hands free of the rope that pressed them to the wood of the tree to scratch an itch… and decided not to. With his luck, the instant he did the damned beast would see, know he wasn’t as helpless as he pretended, and toddle off for a more enticing meal. He coulda sworn that bush just giggled.

He growled under his breath, and gritted his teeth, nostrils flaring as he tried to catch a scent. If this entire thing was nothing more then a damned schoolyard prank, he was going to find a way to get his revenge, chip be damned… he pondered what he could do with some ipecac, or ex-lax, or even a sack full of squirmy worms… maybe grind all of it together in their next pasta meal, leave a note about the ingredients, and listen to the night of misery in a house with far too few toilets for that many people to be sick in at once. One schoolyard prank deserves another after all.

He heard another giggle. This time he was SURE it was a giggle, and it was DEFINITELY coming from that damned bush.

“You gonna come out, or keep giggling to yourself in there? C’mon, share the joke, I’m gonna be here all bloody night, and I could do with some entertainment.”

He wasn’t prepared for what he saw. From that tiny bush uncurled a large behemoth of a demon, impossibly large for its former hiding spot. Spike noticed anything he tried to focus on of the beast seemed to shift, almost mist like, kinda fluid like… shoulders slipped from bony, to muscular, to ridged, pale, to dark, to red, to purple, born spurs seemed to blossom and melt… It went from large to small, apparently male with obvious male appendages, then suddenly there were breasts, and lack of male appendages, he even thought it grew multiple heads, split off into multiple people, and merged into one again. He clenched his eyes shut and shook his head, vowing to keep his eyes closed before all this mercurial melty, shifty, growing, shrinking, and everything else made him even more disoriented and confused.

When he heard the giggle again, he opened his mouth to tell it off, only it got choked back with a grunting moan when a hot mouth suckled on his cock. He tensed up, waiting to see what happened, and when all the demon did was continue to suckle him, he relaxed, sagging against his bonds.

He didn’t seem to mind the shifting tongues though… those he liked. He thrust against the various mouths with agile tongues of varying textures. The occasional fang, tusk, sandpaper tongue, barbed tongue, or even acidic mouths just added a little spicy pain to his excruciating pleasure.

When his climax hit, he couldn’t help but snarl his release, hands quickly slipping free of his bindings, he grabbed the head of the demon intent on swallowing every single drop of his cum, and ripped off his head. He lucked out; the beast had shifted to some kinda bird like creature and had hollow bones so it was really quite easy.

He threw the head aside, and let out a satisfied sigh. His job was done; the demon was dead and currently melting into a puddle of goo as he watched. He gave himself a mental pat on the back, since no one else would tell him what a good job he did, and wiggled out of the rest of the rope.

He let out a piercing whistle into the night, and Buffy showed up with her eyes carefully adverted, bearing his jeans, tight t-shirt, boots, socks, and the ever adored leather coat. He got dressed without so much as a lewd comment to Buffy before the rest of the gang showed up. When Giles appeared, he looked positively flummoxed.

“That’s not a Droch’nick.” He said softly with a voice tight and full of uncomfortable tension. He closed his eyes tiredly, rubbing them with one hand while removing his glasses with another.

“What do you mean?” Spike glared at him. “You said there were no pictures of the damned thing because it didn’t stay in one shape long, this thing didn’t stay in one shape for a second, never mind “long”, it went right into feeding mode, got my manly spunk, drank it down, I ripped off his head, all according to plan.”

“A Droch’nick shifts from form to form to better lower its prey’s defenses, to be the most alluring it can possibly be. For a species that feeds exclusively on male ejaculate of various kinds it has to look pleasing to the eye or it will starve… it doesn’t shift and keep shifting. It’s only vulnerable when it feeds, because that’s the only time it keeps to one shape and can’t change in order to evade or maim or kill or what have you.”

“So wait… you lot had me tied up, naked, in the middle of a clearing in the forest, AS BAIT, and I went against every instinct I have to make you lot happy, waiting for a Droch’nick demon to appear, because apparently one has been running the rounds in good old Sunnyhell and been killing its victims after feeding to feast on its victim’s liver because it’s mating season and needed the iron for its eggs... I let that damned thing suck me off, and it was the WRONG beastie?”

“Yes… well…” Squeak squeak squeak went the Watchers glasses as he cleaned them furiously during the length of Spike’s tirade.

“Well, it wasn’t that bad…” He flicked out his arms and then crossed them, as he remembered. He wondered why the damned thing had latched on like it had, why whatever it was had decided to suck him off instead of laugh and point, or possibly eviscerate him, and then wondered what a creature that would turn into his most desirable fuck-mate would look like to him. His lips curved into a seductive leer, one hand reaching up to stroke his chin while he really thought it out.

“Quite, I’m sure...” Giles cleared his throat, as the rest of the gang milled around, trying not to look at the vampire or the Watcher, obviously embarrassed. He put his glasses back on, but took them off again when he saw the lenses weren’t as squeaky clean as they could be, and went to cleaning them again.

“So… you want me to do it again for tomorrow night?”

“I assure you, we didn’t know… pardon me?”

“Tomorrow night… we didn’t get the demon we were looking for, so obviously we still need to get it, right?”

“Right, quite right, yes. We’ll discuss this… at the store, and, quite, yes, store.” He stalked off, obviously trying not to think about what had just happened, what was going to happen the next night, and what they’d have to talk about as soon as they all got back to the Magic Box.

“Who’d a thought demon huntin’ could be this damned fun?” Spike smirked, clapped his hands, then rubbed them together with glee. He had a bounce in his step followed as he followed after Giles and the other retreating figures.
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