bashipforever Challenge: Spike/Dawn, some kind of food flirting
Spike leaned against the cupboard door, clipboard in hand, as he checked the inventory of weapons.
Across the room, Dawn had her feet up on her desk, orange popsicle in one hand and a sheaf of notes in the other.
Dawn's brow furrowed in concentration as she read the report, but Spike's mouth went dry as she sucked the popsicle into her mouth. Releasing it with a slurp, she ran her tongue along the length in one long, slow stroke.
Spike crossed the room, taking Dawn by the hand. "Rachel, hold all calls, we have something to take care of."
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