ClawofCat

29 May 2008 @ 08:13 pm

Spaith scene from "And the Band Plays On"

So, I've been getting requests for some Spaith. I haven't worked on any fic in about a month and I won't be posting any for at least another month while I'm on the road. But, I do have a Spaith scene that I wrote a few months ago, which is part of the sequel to my Fangel story By A Thread. This is for you

sevendeadlyfunand

spankspike. No porn, but it's the best I could do on short notice :P

Title: And The Band Plays On
Characters: Spike, Faith
Rating: PG
Summary: Spike and Faith have a heart to heart shortly after the battle during NFA. The snark flies!

( Eyebrow cocked and a confident smirk in place – her pearly-whites beaming through her parted lips – Faith preens a little now that she’s got Spike on the ropes. )

Tags: come hell or high water, spike/faith

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08 August 2007 @ 11:37 pm

Window-Dressing (1/1)

Title: Window-Dressing

Author: ClawofCat

Timing: AU AtS Season 1

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Spike/Faith

Warnings: Graphic sex and language, bloodplay, violence

Summary: Set during an AU “Five by Five.” As Faith embarks on her self-destructive path in LA, Spike’s gunning for his third Slayer. What will happen when these two killers decide to dance?

A/N: Written for the “anonymous sex” prompt for the August Kink of the Month challenge at

feedmykink. In this ‘verse, Spike never returned to Sunnydale after the end of BtVS season 2, and does not have the chip. All the events in “Who Are You” played out the same, except Spike and Faith have never met.

Thanks to Eowyn315 for her outstanding beta work. She has not seen this revised version, so all mistakes are mine.
This fic has two endings. Yay, you get to see both!

Disclaimer: The characters are the property of Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. No profit is gained from my writerly endeavors and no copyright infringement is intended.

( The spidery tendrils of cracked glass encroach onto her reflection, distorting her features so that every groan and grimace, every cry of pleasure, is warped into an off-kilter version of her. )