Summary: Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. After Buffy dies, grief and a kind of madness take Spike and Xander places they aren't sure they can bear to go.
A/N: Written for prompt #16-fetish-on my psych_30 table. This doesn't fit the strict medical definition of fetish, being more of a paraphilia. But, it fits the accepted consensus for fetish and close is good enough for kinks and canon balls. Thanks to all of you who haven't given up on this one just yet!
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( The sounds of pain and distress crackle along his skin, voluptuous and arousing... )