Author Note: So sorry for the long delay on this one, but the new restaurant is sucking up all my time. This chapter has NOT been beta checked yet, so forgive the mistakes you find. I thought you had been tortured long enough and making you wait for Kristen to get it back to me just wasn't fair. I'll have the revised chapter up soon. Enjoy and don't forget to review!
Zarrah
A Glimpse of Heaven
Chapter 35
The theater was packed and Buffy sat nervously beside of Spike as she looked toward the front of the theater at Willow, Xander and Jesse. They had managed to convince some jocks to slide down a few seats to allow the friends to sit together, but still being one seat short, Spike had decided he and Buffy would find another seat. Not that she really minded, but now, as hushed whispers surrounded her the only thing she could really make out was the pounding in her chest.
When the lights went down and the voices faded, Buffy swallowed heavily as Spike slide down in his seat and threw his legs straight out in front of him before reaching across the armrest and grabbing her hand. He gave her hand a light squeeze before looking up at her and winking before turning his gaze back to the screen and Buffy smiled as she leaned back in her seat.
The mall had been its usual fanfare with childish pranks and dinner in the food court and Buffy didn't think she had ever laughed so much. Spike had spent practically the entire night holding her hand when his arm wasn't draped across her shoulder. She caught herself with a silly grin on her face more than once and she had to constantly remind herself that this was all real. That she was really sitting here. With Spike. In the dark and enjoying every second of it.
"So, what do you want to do?"
"Nothing."
"Okay," the sandy blonde haired teen sighed. "Are we just going to watch?"
"No. You are," Angel said as he stood from his seat. "Don't let them out of your sight."
Ryan watched as Angel walked out of the isle and left before his attention was drawn back to the couple sitting in the back of the theater. He sighed heavily as he shook his head and slide down in his seat when he saw Buffy look over at them. Following the group around all night had been fun when he thought Angel was going to do more than just follow and watch. Now as Angel left and he was stuck playing hide-n-seek with the couple, he groaned silently to himself as the movie started.
Buffy strained her eyes to see in the dark as she glanced around the theater. Seeing someone stand, her eyes widened slightly when she saw who she thought was Angel.
"What's wrong?" Spike asked when she squeezed his hand. Seeing the wide-eyed look on her face, Spike turned his head in the direction she was looking and saw what she did. He straightened in his seat when he saw Angel leave the auditorium and stood quickly before Buffy pulled him back into his seat. "Don't. Just let him go."
Spike stared over at her and could see the fear in her eyes. He smiled at her before he nodded his head at her and released her hand and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. Buffy smiled before she sighed heavily when Spike pulled her to him and her eyes closed briefly before she laid her head on his shoulder.
"Awww. Isn't that the cutest?" Willow whispered as she looked over her shoulder at Spike and Buffy.
Xander glanced behind him before he shook his head and looked back at the screen. "Are you going to watch the movie or watch those two all night?"
"But it's so cute," she beamed. "They're all couple-y now," she giggled.
"Oh brother," Xander sighed as he shook his head.
Spike was having a hard time concentrating on the movie as Buffy's scent tickled his nose. Her head was resting on his shoulder and the soft flowing locks of her hair spilled out over his hand that rested on her back. He couldn't help but run his fingers through it and as she snuggled closer to him he inhaled deeply.
Buffy smiled when she felt Spike play with her hair and her eyes closed as she took in his scent. Seeing Angel had sent a panic through her but now all she could think of was Spike. She could see Willow look back at them every so often and her smile widened as she saw the wide grin on her friends face. She knew it matched her own. A loud scream caused her to jump and she looked at the screen before rolling her eyes. "Why did we agree to such a lame movie again?" She whispered.
Spike chuckled as he watched the half dressed girl on screen scream and run through the darkened woods before he leaned down. "Well, wasn't really interested in watching."
"Then why were you so persistent in seeing this one?" She asked looking up. The smirk on his face was all the answer she needed before his head lowered. When his lips made contact with hers she felt her body go limp as his tongue pushed its way inside her mouth. All thoughts gave way as he pulled her closer to him and the screams coming from the screen faded as the pounding of her heart drummed in time with her pulse.
Willow's eyes widened as she looked back over her shoulder and her smile was almost blinding as she nudged Xander. "Look."
Xander turned his head and smiled as he saw the two blondes engaged in a major lip-lock before he turned back to the screen. "Watch the movie, Will," he grinned.
Willow sighed happily before turning back to the screen.
Buffy moved her right arm, slipping it between the fabric of Spike's duster and the warmth of his skin. Her arm snaked around his waist as he turned to her slightly and she pressed herself against him as he kissed her breathless. His hand held her head to him and when he pulled away from her with a gasp she looked up into his eyes and smiled.
"Been wanting to do that all night," Spike whispered.
"What took you so long?" Buffy smiled.
"Just trying to figure out if it's what you still wanted."
Buffy looked up at him and could see the doubt shining in his eyes. She smiled at him before she leaned in and brushed her lips across his briefly. "What I want is you."
Spike smiled against her lips as he looked down at her before his free hand wrapped around her waist. "I'm yours, goldilocks. For as long as you'll have me."
Buffy was smiling as the gang left the movie theater and she was still trying to catch her breath. She didn't think she had ever kissed anyone for so long and still remained clothed. Her hand was in Spike's as they all headed down the sidewalk through town and the conversation her friends were having fell on deaf ears. Her lips still stung and the pleasant little shock waves that had rippled through her body were still humming through her limbs.
A glance up at the night sky caused her smile to increase as the heavens winked at her through hundreds of bright stars. The moon was full and bright and when Spike's steps slowed, she turned her head to look at him.
"I'm gonna walk Buffy home," Spike told the others before he turned them in the other direction. "I'll see ya tomorrow."
Buffy smiled at Willow as she flashed her a brilliant smile before she said her goodbyes and fell into step with Spike. She could still hear her friend's voices as they faded away and her heart rate quickened as they walked in silence.
Spike wasn't sure what to do now that they were alone. He knew what he wanted to do, but the streets of Sunnydale weren't the place for that. Crossing the street, they cut across town on the way to Buffy's house and Buffy chuckled to herself when she saw where they were headed.
"A moonlit walk through the graveyard?" She asked, amused. "How romantic."
Spike turned his head to look at her before he grinned. "I aim to please, Ms. Summers."
Buffy giggled as they entered the graveyard and the surrounding stillness was almost a comfort. She hadn't stepped foot in a graveyard except for once since ending up here and for the first time she didn't feel the sense of dread come over her like it did in the past. The grave markers that lined the lawn stood silently as the moon lit up their surroundings and Buffy's steps were unconsciously leading them on a familiar path. When she saw the large stone structure, her steps slowed before they stopped.
It was Spike's crypt. A smile covered her face as she glanced over at him and she was walking again before she even had time to process why. The door creaked as it opened and the smell of dirt and dust assaulted her senses as she stepped over the threshold.
"Now who's being romantic?" Spike chuckled as he stepped into the crypt behind her. "Not exactly the Ritz, but I guess a bloke could do worse."
Buffy watched him through the filtered moonlight coming through the doorway as he stepped further into the crypt and the flicker of light from his lighter ghosted shadows across his face as he lifted his arm and lit one of the pillar candles that lined the window sill. She smiled as she looked at him. She never realized before how the rough interior of the crypt made him look so dangerous. He looked like walking death as he stalked the room and a shiver crawled up her spine before she snapped out of her musings.
"Well Ms. Summers. You've got me here. What do you plan on doing with me?"
Buffy could hear the innuendo in his words and she couldn't hide her smile. He was standing there with his thumbs in his belt loops and his head was cocked to one side. His leather duster flowed around his legs and she swallowed heavily as she let her eyes take in the sight of him. She stepped further into the dark space before she looked toward the sarcophagus and walked slowly to it. She could feel his eyes on her and the soft sounds of his boots hitting the floor sent a chill through her. What are you doing? She asked herself as she heard him walking around the room. Turning around to face him, she smiled. He was walking slowly toward her. Stalking her and the look on his face was one she had seen to many times. This was Spike.
"Are the rules changing?" Spike asked her softly, the baritone of his voice causing her breathing to increase as he slowly approached her. "Not that I mind, but I didn't picture you as the type of girl that was as easy as this. Especially on the first date."
"This is a date?" Buffy asked grinning as she looked up at him when he stopped in front of her. "And here I thought dates consisted of being alone with someone all evening. Not hanging out with a group of friends."
"Wasn't aware you wanted me alone, princess," Spike said as he braced both arms on the sarcophagus behind her, trapping her in place.
Buffy stared up at him and her smile widened when his tongue slid out to wet his bottom lip. "Maybe I did."
Spike stared at her before he chuckled lightly and shook his head. "You are a complete mystery, Buffy," he grinned. "Shy, quite girl by day. Minx by night. Any other little secrets you're hiding from me?"
Buffy's mind flashed hundred of things she dare not say before she backed up against the sarcophagus. She smiled before glancing at the pink expanse of his lips. "Plenty," she stated calmly.
Spike inhaled deeply, taking in her scent and memorizing the way the moonlight reflected off her hair before his eyes traveled across her face. She was smiling up at him and when the tip of her tongue darted out of her mouth to wet her lips, his eyes followed its movement.
Buffy could have sworn he growled before he lunged for her. His mouth crashed against hers and he wasted no time delving inside. His hands quickly found her waist and she moaned as he pulled her to him. Her pulse was racing as her arms found their way around his neck and she held on tight as her head spun. The small moans they were both making echoed off the stone walls and the flickering light from the lone candle danced their shadows across the room.
Gasping for air, Buffy pulled back, heaving in oxygen her lungs craved as Spike kissed his way across her face toward her neck. Her eyes were shut tight and she gasped as she felt his teeth scrape across her skin.
Spike tasted the salt on her skin and smiled against her flesh when she moaned and leaned her head to the side giving him better access. He flattened his tongue against her skin, running a trail up her neck to her ear before attacking the small appendage as she clung to him.
Buffy could feel his arousal pressing against her stomach and her legs trembled as her lust induced mind conjured images of him naked in the moonlight. She whispered his name into the still, quiet of the room and smiled as she definitely heard a small growl come from him. "If you don't stop that, you're going to see just how easy I am," she managed to get out, kicking herself the whole while for stopping him.
"Don't mind you being easy," Spike smiled against her neck. "Besides, this whole graveyard thing adds a whole new kink factor to everything."
Buffy laughed as he lifted his head to look at her before a brief kiss stung her lips. She looked up at him and had to remind herself she was suppose to be a virginal sixteen year old girl, not the experienced twenty year old she was. "Only you would think making out in a graveyard was kinky."
"You're the one that drug me in here, kitten," Spike grinned. "Not the other way around."
"Yeah, well – I was just curious."
"About what? If I was as sexy in the dark as I am in the light," he grinned.
Already know the answer to that Buffy smiled.
"Are you blushing?" Spike asked, seeing her duck her head slightly.
"No," Buffy snorted out a laugh as she shook her head.
Spike laughed before straightening and lifted his hand to her face. He pushed her hair away and tucked it behind her ear. "So, about this date you think we're not on."
"What about it?" She smiled.
Spike chuckled at her before dipping down to steal another quick kiss. "Well, how about tomorrow? A real one?"
"What did you have in mind?" She asked, smiling. The smile that spread across his face caused her to giggle before she shook her head. "Do I even want to know?"
"Um, probably not," Spike smiled.
"You're impossible."
"It'll only make you love me more." The words were out before he could stop them and he smiled to erase the uneasy feeling he got as her eyes widened slightly. "So, when and where?"
"When and where what?"
Spike rolled his eyes playfully before grinning down at her. "The date? Tomorrow?"
"Oh," Buffy laughed. "Um, surprise me."
"I'll see what I can do," Spike smiled before taking a step back away from her. "Well, lets get you home before Hank puts me on his 'creeps to kill' list."
Buffy chuckled as Spike took her hand and led her to the door of the crypt. She gave the room one last look as they crossed the threshold and stepped out into the night.
To Be Continued……