"I didn't mean to startle you," he sat down on the bed next to her. "I'm bored and horny," Spike said. "I know I could order you to have sex with me. But see... You're my first slave. I'd really rather not have to order you. So I'm gonna ask nicely. You wanna fool around?" He knew he was being ridiculous. But there it was. He wasn't a rapist. Spike did have some standards. Not many, but some.