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TITLE: There's a Limit
CONTENT: implied sex
SUMMARY: Giles is upset about Spike making a mess. Done for giles_shorts prompt 'bloom'.
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Length: 116 words.
Giles sighed as he entered the kitchen. Spike had cut an onion and put it in ice water to bloom. He'd become addicted to those blooming onions. He'd managed to wheedle Giles into buying a deep fryer. "Another blooming onion?"
"Yeah. You know I adore them. I'll clean up after."
Giles sighed again. "You always say that and then you never do."
Spike grinned. "I'll make it up to you. You know I will." He tilted his head and leered at the Watcher.
"Spike, there is a limit to how many things you can gloss over with an amazing blow-job."
"We'll see. You tell me when you've had enough."
Giles was bluffing and Spike knew it.