This part is not related to S7 plot, just a late-night conversation set loosely in it.

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They were lazily lying in bed together, Spike spooning Buffy closely, fingers glazing over her skin. He couldn't sleep because it was the middle of the night, she couldn't because of the fate of the world on her shoulders. She tried to keep her mind off the maddening pressure, thinking back until a distant memory popped into her head.

"Do you remember the wedding spell?", she asked quietly, not wanting to disturb the feeling of still closeness between them. Spike replied slowly from behind her.

"Good times." Like he could ever forget that.

"Did you like me back then?"

She sounded so young when she said it, like a little girl, unsure of her worth.

"Yeah", he confirmed. "But I didn't know that. You were an obsession." And I was a cold-blooded bastard. "I also loved how horrified you were after."

"I was paralyzed." She looked into the darkness. "It haunted me for months."

This picked his interest and he pulled on her shoulder slightly, making her face him. "How so?"

"It was right before Riley and I went steady", she confessed, caressing his arm. "I was with him and had... a-a flashback. It was terrible." He smirked, seeing how it would disturb her. "And then he left and I was so sad, and I kind of... had a one-on-one session with that memory."

Now that was something to imagine. "Which part of it?" He wanted details.

"It's embarrassing." Now she was getting shy?

"It's never embarrassing to talk about what turns you on... with me", he added. "Tell me."

"This."

"Huh?" He could see her face well, but her expression didn't help him understand.

"The 'tell me you're mine' part", she clarified coyly. In the heat of the moment, she had no trouble shouting much worse obscenities, yet it was entirely different when she wasn't high on desire. "And later, when I... came on top of you. It was so intense."

He cupped her face, kissing her slowly and as she deepened it, he pressed a hand on her hip. She paused, pulling away. "That too."

He pressed her down again and she nodded, knowing he could see her. He smiled and kissed the side of her face, speaking softly into her ear.

"I kind of did the same thing."

"Had flashbacks?"

"Touched myself thinking of you. Well, more like wanked violently for hours, but you get the point." She snorted at the expression. "I got red sheets for the crypt because of that."

She didn't know. "Which part did you like?"

There were so many. "In the beginning, when you came after me, by the door. How much you wanted me." She was blushing. "When you were touching me, for the first time, getting acquainted. Made me think you'd like a second go." He kissed her gently between words and it made her shudder. He loved how receptive she was to him, loved making her feel so hot. "But I relived all of it. It was glorious."

She gasped slowly, feeling more drowsy. "How do you do that... with your voice?", she asked, then carried on when he didn't catch her meaning. "It's not a thrall, but..."

She was giving him a serious ego boost. "How do you know it's not?"

"'Cause I was under one... with Dracula", she added, before an image of Dru came into his mind. So that's how he bit her. "Felt different."

"Did you slay him?", he asked suddenly, petting her hair, feeling her drift off into slumber.

"Yeah", she mumbled, leaning into him, relaxing deeper.

"Bugger."

"Hmm?"

"Tosser owed me money." That made her giggle and she roused slightly, looking at him again. He turned the charm back on to help her fall asleep.

"The voice thing... not a thrall", he whispered, cuddling her. "Just me... being in love with you... also, devilishly seductive."

She was really enjoying the sweet-talk. "Now that you know how much I like your voice", she was touching his chest slowly, eyes closed. "What turns you on... about me?"

He growled softly and put his head next to hers, hiding in her hair.

"Oh God, everything." He could hear her small gasp of surprise. "Your voice, the scent, I could... I could stay forever, touching you, always."

"You are so smooth", she couldn't take it anymore and he chuckled. "You're way too good at this."