Title: Bondage Fun
"Do you know what I miss about LA?"
"Sorry?" Spike rolled over, not quite getting the conversation.
"Never mind." Angel pulled the tacky comforter up to his ears and flipped onto his side.
"Oh no, Ďm intrigued now," Spike pulled on Angelís shoulder until he was once again laying on his back.
"Itís stupid, but think about it. We donít really have any place to even keep chains now, let alone hang them on. I mean this," Angel sighed as he ran a hand over the smooth wood of the headboard, "How is this helpful?"
"Youíre a very disturbed person."
"Come on, I mean when was the last time you were chained up?"
"First I guess," Spike thought for a moment, seeing that Angel really wanted to him elaborate he continued, "and you?"
"When I was Angelus," Angel sat up in the bed, "and I mean, does that even count?"
"Yeah, well, what is that, two three years? Thatís gotta be a personal best for you."
"This is all Iím saying."
"That youíre in the mood for a little bondage fun?" Spike pondered the possibilities.
"Well, um, yeah."
"Sorry, all Iíve got is one very old belt and a couple boot laces." Spike gave a little pat of consolation to Angelís shoulder expecting that to be the end of it.
"Okay, help me pull the sheets off, weíll have to use the mattress handles," Angel said, reaching over to flip the light on.
"Did I mention that you were disturbed?"
"Me?" Angel asked, grinning ear to ear, "Youíre the one about to be tied to a mattress."