What if Spike hadn't been dreaming in Out of My Mind when he kissed Buffy?
She was kissing Spike. Buffy repeated it in her head at least three times before it sunk in that she was actually doing it. "Buffy, I love you. God I love you so much." Buffy leaned forward and pulled him to her for another kiss. Unsure as to why, Spike telling her he loved her didn't make her want to throw up. This felt right. It felt right and good. Spike ran one of his hands up and down her back, touching the bruise that he had left there when they had fought a little earlier.
This brought her to her senses a little and she pushed him away from her, "What in the hell are you doing Spike?"
The blonde vampire looked a little surprised, "Whatever I'm doing up until about a second ago you were doing it back."
Buffy couldn't think of a come back and simply stood there until the man in front of her took a step forward and placed one of his hands on her waist, he looked into her face and spoke quietly to her, "If you tell me to stop I will. I don't want to even try and force you. So if you want to run and tell me to stop, them you can."
Buffy froze, it would have been easier to simply run, but now he had given her the option she wasn't sure she felt like making the decisions. It felt different with Spike. She had thought, not that she had ever thought, but she would have thought that he would have felt a little like Angel, cold and soft and gentle. But he didn't, he felt good and strong, like he wanted everything from her. Angel hadn't been allowed to want everything. Buffy ran one of her hands up Spike's arm towards his face. Her fingers wrapped and twisted the bleached blonde hair around her fingers, which was surprisingly soft. She touched his face and ran her hand over his cheek, "I don't know what I'm doing. I can't think straight."
Spike gave her his trademark smirk, "When you can't seem to think, the best thing is not to even try." Quickly but gently he pulled her body flush with his, and giving her plenty of chance to run away he kissed her again. Buffy hesitated for a second, before she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him hard and full.
Spike moaned and held her so tightly she couldn't move as he nibbled at her lips, rubbed her mouth with his tongue. After a few moments, Buffy pulled away slowly. She smiled at Spike slightly and walked towards the door. Spike was surprised and a little hurt. She turned around, "I have to go and check on my mom." The Slayer smiled, "I'll be back later, if you not busy?"
Spike smiled back as the Slayer raised her eyebrows, "I could probably fit you in pet."
Buffy walked out and smiled to herself, she was trying not to think too much or she might talk herself out of something that was feeling real good. Her final thought before she reached her house was that Spike was a better kisser than Riley.
She was kissing Spike. Buffy repeated it in her head at least three times before it sunk in that she was actually doing it. "Buffy, I love you. God I love you so much." Buffy leaned forward and pulled him to her for another kiss. Unsure as to why, Spike telling her he loved her didn't make her want to throw up. This felt right. It felt right and good. Spike ran one of his hands up and down her back, touching the bruise that he had left there when they had fought a little earlier.
This brought her to her senses a little and she pushed him away from her, "What in the hell are you doing Spike?"
The blonde vampire looked a little surprised, "Whatever I'm doing up until about a second ago you were doing it back."
Buffy couldn't think of a come back and simply stood there until the man in front of her took a step forward and placed one of his hands on her waist, he looked into her face and spoke quietly to her, "If you tell me to stop I will. I don't want to even try and force you. So if you want to run and tell me to stop, them you can."
Buffy froze, it would have been easier to simply run, but now he had given her the option she wasn't sure she felt like making the decisions. It felt different with Spike. She had thought, not that she had ever thought, but she would have thought that he would have felt a little like Angel, cold and soft and gentle. But he didn't, he felt good and strong, like he wanted everything from her. Angel hadn't been allowed to want everything. Buffy ran one of her hands up Spike's arm towards his face. Her fingers wrapped and twisted the bleached blonde hair around her fingers, which was surprisingly soft. She touched his face and ran her hand over his cheek, "I don't know what I'm doing. I can't think straight."
Spike gave her his trademark smirk, "When you can't seem to think, the best thing is not to even try." Quickly but gently he pulled her body flush with his, and giving her plenty of chance to run away he kissed her again. Buffy hesitated for a second, before she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him hard and full.
Spike moaned and held her so tightly she couldn't move as he nibbled at her lips, rubbed her mouth with his tongue. After a few moments, Buffy pulled away slowly. She smiled at Spike slightly and walked towards the door. Spike was surprised and a little hurt. She turned around, "I have to go and check on my mom." The Slayer smiled, "I'll be back later, if you not busy?"
Spike smiled back as the Slayer raised her eyebrows, "I could probably fit you in pet."
Buffy walked out and smiled to herself, she was trying not to think too much or she might talk herself out of something that was feeling real good. Her final thought before she reached her house was that Spike was a better kisser than Riley.