Title: A Thousand Words
Author: jasonsnene
Pairing: Spike/Riley
Rating: NC17
Warnings: M/M
Written for my sweetest girl,
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shanmara, who (an embarrassingly long time ago) wanted Spike/Riley, hot and funny, bordering on silly. I incorporated the kink film/photography for my kink!bingo card.
Spike led Riley into the room he’d had specially redesigned for the occasion. Lorne had outdone himself with this set up. Who knew they actually made olive green satin sheets?
“Come on, pet. For me?”
“No.”
“Cornfed, seriously, this is fun. You’ll like it. Besides, I designed it with you in mind. I have to make sure it works right.”
“I don’t know what you’ve been chain smoking in those cigarettes of yours, Spike, but there’s no way that you’re getting me to do this. I mean, test your products, sure. I don’t mind helping with the testing. But you never said anything about photos being required. I’m not photogenic.”
Riley eyed the set up. He really didn’t like having his picture taken. Even though that camouflage netting was kind of cool. And he’d never seen satin sheets in olive green. And ooo, was that a…no, stop. He was not going to let Spike take his picture.
“Now, Riley, pet, it’ll only take a minute and think of how much fun we’ll have. Me, you, nakedness. Just one little piccie and one little minute. You’ll look delicious, I promise.” Spike gave Riley a little pout, the one that always ensured he got his way.
“Not a minute, and not one picture, Spike. No. This isn’t going to happen.” Riley pouted back, but felt himself beginning to cave. He just couldn’t resist when Spike used the pouty lip. “Besides, just because something is camouflage doesn’t make it military.” Okay, it was a weak argument, but it was the best he could come up with under the circumstances.
“Sure it does. You’re going to be my very own Captain
“Spike, I don’t know why you have to have my picture. You’ve already got it all set up and everything. Why does it have to be me?”
“Got to make sure it works, now don’t I, and no one’s hotter than you in uniform, Riley.” Spike batted his baby blues, making sure to put on his best seductive leer. When the pouty lip didn’t work, which was rare, the leer always came through for him. “Oh, come on, Riley. I’ll make it worth your while.” Spike added an eyebrow wiggle, knowing that it usually got Riley hot, fast.
Riley whimpered. “Spike…come on. Can’t we just play? Do you really need a test shot?
“Oh, sure I do, pet. It’s part of the marketing process. Besides, if you don’t, I’ll just have to get Angel to do it. Won’t be as much fun without you. You wouldn’t want me to do that, now would you?
Besides, it was kind of hot. And camo did look really good on him.
“It’s just one little piccie, pet. Then we’re all done. Easy as pie. Or me.” Another eyebrow twitch accompanied by a lip lick, and Spike knew he’d won.
“Fine. But just one picture, okay?”
“Cross my heart. Well, not really. But sure, we’ll just take a few shots and then you’ll be done.”
Riley sighed again and grabbed the offending package from the table. He couldn’t believe he was being reduced to this. Spike slipped behind him with a grin. “Need a hand?”
Riley groaned and turned around to present what was, in Spike’s opinion, his best feature. “Now, don’t worry pet. This won’t hurt a bit.”
Spike made sure his newest creation was carefully prepped before sliding it in place.
After making sure all the straps and buckles were fastened, Spike led Riley out to the waiting scene Lorne had set up earlier in the day. He’d really have to remember to thank green bean for this. Maybe he’d give his horns a little rub down to show his gratitude
Spike posed Riley just so, making sure the products were all featured at their best angles. He arranged the straps on the harness covering Riley’s muscled chest, letting his nipples peek out. It nearly distracted Spike from his mission. He liked nibbling on Riley’s chest.
Forcing himself to pay attention to the task at hand, he verified that all Riley’s goods were visible in the shot. This was a business after all, and product alone wasn’t enough. And with what Riley had beneath the belt, boy could he get top dollar.
Spike lifted the camera and started snapping shots. “That’s it, pet. Work it. Show me that hot little ass. Oh yeah, that’s the one.” Riley arched his back, and turned his head around so both his ass and part of his chest were facing the camera. Spike nearly burst out of his jeans at the come hither expression Riley sent him. Spike continued snapping, knowing he’d just gotten his money shot. And nearly a cum shot too from the looks of things.
Spike put the camera back on its stand and climbed up onto the bed with Riley. “You look hot like this pet. Camo is definitely your style.” He reached around and gave his favorite new product a little twist and push.
Riley moaned and spread his legs wider for Spike. “So, is this thing really modeled after you?”
“Sure is.” Spike continued to thrust, twisting it around and making sure to hit just the right spots. “It’s my newest addition to GetSpiked! I’m calling it G.I. Go.” And boy was Riley going, nearly arching his back off the bed as soon as Spike hit the on switch and it started vibrating. “Never seen a camouflage dildo with matching camo harnesses before now did ya?”
Riley shook his head and cried out as Spike stimulated his body with thrusts and twists and vibrations.” Spike smirked, pleased with the reaction he was getting for Riley. “Oh yeah. This is why I make the big bucks.”
Riley gasped and planted his feet harder into the mattress as Spike continued to play. “Well, it’s certainly making me want to give you a go. Oh yeah, just like that. Fuck, yes!”
“Never doubted it for a minute, pet. Never doubted it at all. Now come on, let me show you what the real thing would look like shoved up in there all tight and snug. And I even have some of that fancy camo body paint I’ve been wanting to try out. Bet I could hide you away with it and maybe try out some other new products.”
Once Spike made sure that Riley was all shagged out, he viewed the proofs on the little camera screen. These fancy digital numbers were sure handy. Especially when one was checking out camouflage straps wrapped around that big country boy chest of Riley's, a dildo stretching out his ass, and him lying on satin sheets. Oh yeah,
He restrained himself though, and continued to admire all the lovely piccies he’d taken. To think that in less than a month, one of these shots would be gracing the packaging of his latest creation. G.I. Go would be another best seller, for sure. Spike paused, wondering if he’d actually remembered to mention that part to Riley. Probably not. Oh well, he’d get him to sign the release form after he shagged him right and proper again.
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Getting Spiked...
Fun update to this series. I continue to like Spike/Riley and can't quite figure out why, but you make it work. And poor Riley... getting surprised to be the proverbial cover boy. Spike is an evil, evil vampire!
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Spike/Riley has tons of potential! There's so much there to work with. You should read [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] Spike/Riley story. It starts with Moonstruck, I believe, and it blew me away! It's an epic story, super long, lots of smut, but the story is just incredible! And it's complete! Hee!
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TWAS PERFECTION!
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