Buffy slipped into the confines of Spike's crypt. As soon as she shut the door, Spike pushed her against the door and kissed her roughly. After a few seconds Buffy pushed him back and smiled.
"Nuh uh." She said, "Yesterday I did a little dance for you to Britney Spears' 'Slave', now you owe me." S
He felt the coldness of the room and pulld her coat tighter around her, then she took off her cap/hat thing and put it on the side of the couch. She sat down on the couch and waited for the show.
Spike backed up and thought for a second.
"I know exactly what song." Spike said, "It's something Harmony left over." Spike said.
He went through his CD case and pulled out a bright yellow and red. He put it in his stereo. Then the song Buffy least expected blared out of the Stereo.
Spike walked seductively towards Buffy.
I'm too sexy for my love,
too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me
He shook his hips as he reached down and pulled off his shirt. Swinging it around like a lasso, he sang along to the song.
I'm too sexy for my shirt
too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts
He spun around and shook his butt as he walked back against the wall by his TV. Buffy giggled.
And I'm too sexy for Milan
too sexy for Milan
New York and Japan
He did a back flip, and landed right by the sarcophagus that was being occupied by some guy named Larry. Spike jumped on it and started to disco dance.
And I'm too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party
No way I'm disco dancing
Spike was now at the foot of the Sarcophagus, the farest end from Buffy. He did the catwalk toward Buffy then jumped off.
I'm a model you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk
yeah I do my little turn on the catwalk
Spike stepped in from of Buffy, his butt was right in her face.
I'm too sexy for my car
too sexy for my car
Too sexy by far
He turned and grabbed her hat from the side of the couch. He put it on and made a sexy thinking face.
And I'm too sexy for my hat
Too sexy for my hat
what do you think about that
He did a front flip towards the TV, the hat dropping off, forgotten. He once again did the catwalk. Unzipping his pants and sliding then down his legs. He was now in boxers.
I'm a model you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
Spike turned around and mooned Buffy.
I shake my little touché on the catwalk
I'm too sexy for my too sexy for my
too sexy for my
'Cos I'm a model you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Spike turned around to Buffy and did the moonwalk. Spike pulled off his boxers slowly, belting out to 'I'm to Sexy'
Yeah on the catwalk
yeah on the catwalk yeah
I shake my little touché on the catwalk
Then in walked Clem, with a big bag full of kittens. Spike didn't notice him, he was to into the dancing.
I'm too sexy for my cat
too sexy for my cat
Poor pussy poor pussy cat
Spike's hands went down to hid himself from his best friend. Buffy smiled.
"Hi Clem." She said.
I'm too sexy for my love
too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me
Spike reached over to the Stereo.
And I'm too sexy for this song
Spike turned off the stereo.
"I hope I didn't interrupt anything." Clem said.
"No, you didn't." Buffy said, grabbing her hat off the ground. She waved goodbye as she walked out the front door.
"Your whipped." Clem said as she handed Spike a kitten. All Spike could do was smile.
"Ain't that the truth?"