I’m in my late twenties (late late twenties, if I’m honest). I missed the Dallas/Dynasty years by a bit, and was too old for the Twilight generation as well. However, I fell smack into Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel generation. These aren’t Anne Rice’s vampires. They live in crypts, not mansions. Forcing the show to live in cemeteries and graveyards. These locations become the backdrops for romance, sex, and various other seedy activities. But this show just made them a location, in some cases, a home.
The vampire bad-boy Spike (the gorgeous James Marsters) lives in a crypt/mausoleum for the duration of his time on the show. It’s a comfortable, decorated space with a TV, a lamp, and a fridge full of blood. What’s odd about that?
I guess through this show I’ve just come to see cemeteries as a place. In some cases, a very sexy place. I mean, people have sex in airplanes and meadows; why not a graveyard? It’s quiet and peaceful and often more secluded than my own house (toddlers don’t bang on the door in graveyards).
I can’t say that I have a desire to have sex in a graveyard, but at the same time, it doesn’t sound awful. Sir grew up next to a cemetery, he isn’t a fan. He also wasn’t a Buffy fanatic like me, so maybe I just need to get him into the show and then he’ll be planning a nighttime adventure. I think it’s just one of those ‘things we shouldn’t want to enjoy’. One of those dirty little thoughts that we were raised to avoid or never mention. So, while I’m not begging to be chained up in the closest cemetery any time soon, I completely understand the compulsion that others may have to do so.
Just to be clear, if Spike ever asked me round to his place for some quality time, I would let that beautiful man suck me dry.