Spike leaned over the petite red-head beside him on the bed. He chuckled at the small smile that grazed her lips. As he brushed some of her hair away from her face, she squirmed, "Shh. It's early you should get some more rest."
A sleep-dazed Willow looked up at him and muttered, "Spike? Have you ever seen...", then trailed off into a stream of grumbles.
"Luv, you aren't even awake yet, go back to sleep. It's-", he began but was interrupted.
"Bambi!" Willow cried out suddenly. Reaching up to sleepily place a hand on his cheek, she continued, "Have you ever seen it? I saw some of it. I cried..." A hiccup escaped her lips
Spike had gotten somewhat used to Willow's sleep talking but it still amazed him. Yup, this was his girl... at least she's sane though. But we wont go into the loons he had been with before. It brought up... certain memories. "I can't say that I have, babe. Why didn't you watch all of it? Was it really that bad?"
Willow remained silent for a little while before burying her head into Spike's chest. He wondered if she had gone back to sleep but was corrected. "Xander was supposed to watch it with me, but he decided that chasing after the girl next door was more profitable. Bastard..." At this she finally drifted off to sleep, still nestled on Spike's torso.
Well, seems as though I've gained a bit more insight on my Red. And what a damned stupid boy. Chasing after some other bint while there was a perfect young lady right under his nose. Hmph, I'll never understand the scooby bunch..
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Spike smirked to himself as he ran through the daylight, a thick blanket draped over his body. He was concentrating too much to even notice how his skin was burning and how the hairs on the back of his neck were sticking up. He could feel that little alarm every vampire has of where the sun is placed. His was screaming at him that it was straight over his bleedin' head.
"Finally," he exclaimed as he reached Xander's house. By the time he had put one foot on the floor of the basement he was regretting it. Turning around to face the wall he heard shrieks and the sound of shuffling blankets and clothes. "Sorry Chubs, been so long since I've stayed with you too shagaholics I forgot what your main purpose in life was. Besides eating that is."
"Damn it Spike! Don't you know how to knock?! We were a little busy as you can tell." Xander stomped over to the dresser, taking out a pair of jeans and sliding then up. He turned to Anya to make sure she was covered before saying the clear.
"Well, yeah, I know how to knock, but what would be the fun in that? Anyhow, you wouldn't have heard it and your bloody parents would be on me in seconds." the vampire informed as he pointed to the upper level.
"Look Spike, I'd love to listen to you talk with your sexy British accent and stare at your finely chiseled features, but I need sex. Now." Anya said in irritation. Seeing the look on Spike's face she quickly added, "With Xander. Just me and Xander."
If the vampire could blush, he think he might've just then. Yeah he was commented on his looks quite a bit, but it was quite an honor to be complimented so finely by someone who was even older than he. She's seen millions of men and most of them she wasn't very fond of. But...
Spike glanced at Xander. He was standing next to the little kids bed that he refused to give up with his hands on his hips. He looked like a 3 year old having a temper tantrum. Sighing, Spike didn't feel too lucky anymore.
"Ahem, standing in my room with 2 half naked people, Spike. If this has anything to do--" Xander started off sarcastically.
"Alright little man! Hold it down," the demon smiled at how his choice of words effected Xander. "I need to borrow your blockbuster card. Trust me, you're lucky that's all I need. And, um, Anya. If you don't mind, a little advice would be nice..."
A sleep-dazed Willow looked up at him and muttered, "Spike? Have you ever seen...", then trailed off into a stream of grumbles.
"Luv, you aren't even awake yet, go back to sleep. It's-", he began but was interrupted.
"Bambi!" Willow cried out suddenly. Reaching up to sleepily place a hand on his cheek, she continued, "Have you ever seen it? I saw some of it. I cried..." A hiccup escaped her lips
Spike had gotten somewhat used to Willow's sleep talking but it still amazed him. Yup, this was his girl... at least she's sane though. But we wont go into the loons he had been with before. It brought up... certain memories. "I can't say that I have, babe. Why didn't you watch all of it? Was it really that bad?"
Willow remained silent for a little while before burying her head into Spike's chest. He wondered if she had gone back to sleep but was corrected. "Xander was supposed to watch it with me, but he decided that chasing after the girl next door was more profitable. Bastard..." At this she finally drifted off to sleep, still nestled on Spike's torso.
Well, seems as though I've gained a bit more insight on my Red. And what a damned stupid boy. Chasing after some other bint while there was a perfect young lady right under his nose. Hmph, I'll never understand the scooby bunch..
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Spike smirked to himself as he ran through the daylight, a thick blanket draped over his body. He was concentrating too much to even notice how his skin was burning and how the hairs on the back of his neck were sticking up. He could feel that little alarm every vampire has of where the sun is placed. His was screaming at him that it was straight over his bleedin' head.
"Finally," he exclaimed as he reached Xander's house. By the time he had put one foot on the floor of the basement he was regretting it. Turning around to face the wall he heard shrieks and the sound of shuffling blankets and clothes. "Sorry Chubs, been so long since I've stayed with you too shagaholics I forgot what your main purpose in life was. Besides eating that is."
"Damn it Spike! Don't you know how to knock?! We were a little busy as you can tell." Xander stomped over to the dresser, taking out a pair of jeans and sliding then up. He turned to Anya to make sure she was covered before saying the clear.
"Well, yeah, I know how to knock, but what would be the fun in that? Anyhow, you wouldn't have heard it and your bloody parents would be on me in seconds." the vampire informed as he pointed to the upper level.
"Look Spike, I'd love to listen to you talk with your sexy British accent and stare at your finely chiseled features, but I need sex. Now." Anya said in irritation. Seeing the look on Spike's face she quickly added, "With Xander. Just me and Xander."
If the vampire could blush, he think he might've just then. Yeah he was commented on his looks quite a bit, but it was quite an honor to be complimented so finely by someone who was even older than he. She's seen millions of men and most of them she wasn't very fond of. But...
Spike glanced at Xander. He was standing next to the little kids bed that he refused to give up with his hands on his hips. He looked like a 3 year old having a temper tantrum. Sighing, Spike didn't feel too lucky anymore.
"Ahem, standing in my room with 2 half naked people, Spike. If this has anything to do--" Xander started off sarcastically.
"Alright little man! Hold it down," the demon smiled at how his choice of words effected Xander. "I need to borrow your blockbuster card. Trust me, you're lucky that's all I need. And, um, Anya. If you don't mind, a little advice would be nice..."