All About The Passion
AUTHORS NOTES: Thanks for all the feedback it's making me really enjoy writing this fic. Hope that everyone is still enjoying it and that you like this chapter.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The next morning Buffy woke to feel like someone was having a party in her head, drink was bad. Memories of the previous came flooding back to her, a smile crossed her face as she thought of the mad conversations she'd had. Then a groan came from her mouth as she remembered the kiss.
It had been a lovely kiss, but with Spike. God she'd messed it up this time. He'd either want to marry her which was way too much or he'd never want to see her again which would kill her ego.
Pushing the covers back she forced herself out of bed, if she didn't get up now she'd never make it to class. Walking across the room she saw her reflection, which made her groan again, she looked like crap. Pulling on a pair of dark blue sweats and a white vest top she splashed water on to her face and tied her hair back.
Now was no time to think about showering, she'd come straight back hear after class and then get ready. That way she could at least avoid Spike.
~*~
Buffy pulled open the door of her room and jumped back.
"What are you doing here?" She asked the man sat on the floor in the hallway.
"Thought I'd come by make sure your head was ok pet." Spike answered tossing her a grin.
"Well I'm fine so you can go." She said walking past him and down the stairs.
Spike got up and followed her, he'd been there all night not wanting to leave after that kiss. The most amazing kiss he'd ever experienced in his life.
"Buffy love wait up." She was walking at such a pace that Spike nearly had to run to keep up.
She stopped and looked into his eyes.
"What do you want?" She asked giving no emotion away in her words. He looked at her trying to read what was in her head.
"I wanted to talk to you, about last night."
Buffy snorted, man, since when did a man want to talk? This guy was crazy. Still cute but crazy.
She carried on walking heading towards the lecture theatre; she walked fast hoping that Spike would just give up. He didn't he followed her all the way. And when they got into the lecture theatre he sat down next to her.
~*~
Spike sat watching the whole time, not listening to a word Giles said. The bits he did catch didn't seem of that much importance anyway Giles was clearly mental. Vampires?
Buffy sat knowing that all of Spikes attention was on her, and deep down it felt good, having someone pay that much attention to her. Despite that though she had to pass this course and if listening to a middle aged British man rave on about Vampires was the only way to do then she would have to.
Back in the states she had left a string of men heart broken, she never meant it to happen that way it just did. About four years ago she had fallen for sweet kind Parker and then he'd left her after that she wasn't all that big on trust. So plenty of genuinely sweet kind guys got hurt. Riley all he wanted to do was love her but she wouldn't let him, she wasn't going to do that here.
Spike really liked her, the look in his eyes told her it was more than lust. That was why she hadn't wanted to kiss him, is he liked her that much then he was destined to get hurt. That was what Buffy Summers did, hurt people.
The word assignment picked both Spike and Buffy out of their private thoughts.
"Ok I've told you about vampires, next session I'm going to tell you about the counter force something known as the Slayer. For you assignment I want you to make a short video about 'the Slayer'. To be handed in on Thursday, ready to hear the real information on Friday. Please do not research the topic I want your own ideas. Work in teams of three please, but outline who did what." Giles explained to the class.
~*~
That was the best idea Giles could come up with, Slayer were meant to know instinctively about their powers and calling. It wasn't his normal teaching methods but finding the Slayer was of up most importance at the moment.
He dismissed the class.
~*~
Buffy marched out of the hall before Giles had even finished dismissing them, she needed a shower and she had to get rid of Spike.
Needless to say within seconds he was behind her.
"I just spoke to Willow, the three of us are a team." Spike said in a matter of fact voice.
"Hell just leave me alone." Buffy was nearly shouting.
"Hey I'm hurt prom queen." Spike tried to put on his best 'I'm hurt' face. Buffy couldn't help but laugh.
"Ok you but no talking." Spike looked confused with this statement but then realization passed over his face.
"Fine I promise not to talk to you. Now are we going to start on this?"
"I have to go shower didn't think I could face it this morning." Buffy told him trying to shake him off.
"Great well I'll come and wait with you." Spike smiled to her.
Thoughts of a naked Buffy danced in his head, naked Buffy covered with water.
'Persistent I'll give him that.' Buffy thought as she carried on walking not bothering to argue, he wasn't going away she might as well just face it.
~*~
Buffy stepped out of the shower and opened the door back into her bedroom. She had a white towel wrapped around her body and as her eyes met Spike's she saw the lust in his eyes.
Spike swallowed hard, this girl was the image of perfection to him, there was no way he was giving up, not for anything. He stood up.
Blood pounded through her body, Spike had stood up and was right in front of her. His deep blue eyes looking down on her like he was looking into her soul. She couldn't do this, one of them would end up hurt, it was how it always ended.
Spike raised his hand to her face, her skin smooth and fresh from the shower. Her beauty glowed on to his skin, he hooked his hand round her. His mind racing.
They found each others lips exploring them with all the passion they had. Both were feeling the heat between them, the passion. It was all about the passion.
Buffy's towel dropped to the floor. One Night & An Afternoon
CHAPTER EIGHT
It was now well into the afternoon, Buffy and Spike lay in each other's arms naked and happy. Falling into bed hadn't been part of either's plan but it had happened and they were both glad, for now.
Spike had been awake the whole time but Buffy had drifted off not long after their hot session. Her eyes fluttered open and a smile graced her face.
She turned and looked up into his eyes.
"Hey you." were the only words she could find.
"Hey." He replied
Thoughts of Willow and vampire Slayer assignments filled her head, it's not what she wanted to be thinking about but it was better than thinking about how wrong this thing with Spike was. It was funny how it didn't feel wrong, not at all.
"So Slayer assignment?" Buffy asked him, hoping that his mind was capable of thought.
"Willow doesn't want to be on camera, so here's my idea you pretend to be a vamp and I slay you we record it and hand it in. Simple." Spike explained his minimum effort plan.
"K, but I get to be the Slayer, coz the Slayer would so be a girl."
Spike disagreed but decided not to argue with his pretty blonde. He just nodded and dragged her into another deep kiss.
~*~
"Sir in no way am I meaning to undermined you power but I have one question."
"Go on ask." Navocof said.
"If the council doesn't know who the Slayer is then she probably doesn't know who she is so how are we meant to get her?" The male vampire asked fearing for his life.
"Good question. She will show herself soon and then it will be time. You know me I don't go in for the things that have a strict timetable, and unluckily for the Slayer I have all the time in the world."
Navocof laughed a sound that un-nerved his minions.
~*~
Willow was stood on the grassy area in front of her halls of residence holding a camcorder in her shaking hands. She watched as her two new friends Spike and Buffy exchanged a gentle banter.
She didn't know what had happened the previous night or that afternoon but for some reason the two were glowing.
"Why do we have to do this now we should be in the bar." Spike complained.
"Because if you were a vampire you couldn't fight in the day time idiot." Buffy replied.
"Couldn't I fight with a blanket or something?" Spike asked in attempt to get the girls to give up the project until tomorrow.
"Yeah a vamp with a blanket, some big bad that would be!" Buffy laughed, "Come on attack me."
Willow hit record as Spike went to charge Buffy. To there amazement Buffy jumped over his head as turned back to face him. He turned look at her shocked by what she had just done.
'Cheerleader thing.' He thought as he went to throw a light punch at her. Thinking that it might not be such a good idea, he didn't want to hurt her.
She blocked his punch so he threw another, she blocked that. Determination came over him, he tried again and she blocked again. It was time for a little attack, Buffy thought and went to punch him.
It landed in his stomach and a sudden look of pain crossed his face. He fell back and Buffy pretended to stake him.
Willow stopped recording and Buffy crouched over Spike.
"Are you ok?" She asked with genuine concern.
"Yeah.. I'm fine.. Your strong." He pushed out in between groans.
"The bar?" She asked wanting to make up for the obvious pain she'd caused.
Spike nodded, "I'll even let you buy me a drink." He gave her a smile, letting her know that he wasn't bothered by the punch she'd just packed.
She held out her hand to him pulling him up, he grabbed her face and kissed her.
Willow stood watching the couple wondering just how much she could have missed in one night and an afternoon.
~*~
In the shadows near one of the many campus green areas Giles stood watching his students.
It was plain to see that he had found his Slayer, her fighting skills clearly efficient. It was the bubblegum blond knocking William Evans right off his feet. He would have to talk to her in the morning, for now he would leave her.
The council would be pleased, the Slayer had been found.
TBC...
AUTHORS NOTES: Thanks for all the feedback it's making me really enjoy writing this fic. Hope that everyone is still enjoying it and that you like this chapter.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The next morning Buffy woke to feel like someone was having a party in her head, drink was bad. Memories of the previous came flooding back to her, a smile crossed her face as she thought of the mad conversations she'd had. Then a groan came from her mouth as she remembered the kiss.
It had been a lovely kiss, but with Spike. God she'd messed it up this time. He'd either want to marry her which was way too much or he'd never want to see her again which would kill her ego.
Pushing the covers back she forced herself out of bed, if she didn't get up now she'd never make it to class. Walking across the room she saw her reflection, which made her groan again, she looked like crap. Pulling on a pair of dark blue sweats and a white vest top she splashed water on to her face and tied her hair back.
Now was no time to think about showering, she'd come straight back hear after class and then get ready. That way she could at least avoid Spike.
~*~
Buffy pulled open the door of her room and jumped back.
"What are you doing here?" She asked the man sat on the floor in the hallway.
"Thought I'd come by make sure your head was ok pet." Spike answered tossing her a grin.
"Well I'm fine so you can go." She said walking past him and down the stairs.
Spike got up and followed her, he'd been there all night not wanting to leave after that kiss. The most amazing kiss he'd ever experienced in his life.
"Buffy love wait up." She was walking at such a pace that Spike nearly had to run to keep up.
She stopped and looked into his eyes.
"What do you want?" She asked giving no emotion away in her words. He looked at her trying to read what was in her head.
"I wanted to talk to you, about last night."
Buffy snorted, man, since when did a man want to talk? This guy was crazy. Still cute but crazy.
She carried on walking heading towards the lecture theatre; she walked fast hoping that Spike would just give up. He didn't he followed her all the way. And when they got into the lecture theatre he sat down next to her.
~*~
Spike sat watching the whole time, not listening to a word Giles said. The bits he did catch didn't seem of that much importance anyway Giles was clearly mental. Vampires?
Buffy sat knowing that all of Spikes attention was on her, and deep down it felt good, having someone pay that much attention to her. Despite that though she had to pass this course and if listening to a middle aged British man rave on about Vampires was the only way to do then she would have to.
Back in the states she had left a string of men heart broken, she never meant it to happen that way it just did. About four years ago she had fallen for sweet kind Parker and then he'd left her after that she wasn't all that big on trust. So plenty of genuinely sweet kind guys got hurt. Riley all he wanted to do was love her but she wouldn't let him, she wasn't going to do that here.
Spike really liked her, the look in his eyes told her it was more than lust. That was why she hadn't wanted to kiss him, is he liked her that much then he was destined to get hurt. That was what Buffy Summers did, hurt people.
The word assignment picked both Spike and Buffy out of their private thoughts.
"Ok I've told you about vampires, next session I'm going to tell you about the counter force something known as the Slayer. For you assignment I want you to make a short video about 'the Slayer'. To be handed in on Thursday, ready to hear the real information on Friday. Please do not research the topic I want your own ideas. Work in teams of three please, but outline who did what." Giles explained to the class.
~*~
That was the best idea Giles could come up with, Slayer were meant to know instinctively about their powers and calling. It wasn't his normal teaching methods but finding the Slayer was of up most importance at the moment.
He dismissed the class.
~*~
Buffy marched out of the hall before Giles had even finished dismissing them, she needed a shower and she had to get rid of Spike.
Needless to say within seconds he was behind her.
"I just spoke to Willow, the three of us are a team." Spike said in a matter of fact voice.
"Hell just leave me alone." Buffy was nearly shouting.
"Hey I'm hurt prom queen." Spike tried to put on his best 'I'm hurt' face. Buffy couldn't help but laugh.
"Ok you but no talking." Spike looked confused with this statement but then realization passed over his face.
"Fine I promise not to talk to you. Now are we going to start on this?"
"I have to go shower didn't think I could face it this morning." Buffy told him trying to shake him off.
"Great well I'll come and wait with you." Spike smiled to her.
Thoughts of a naked Buffy danced in his head, naked Buffy covered with water.
'Persistent I'll give him that.' Buffy thought as she carried on walking not bothering to argue, he wasn't going away she might as well just face it.
~*~
Buffy stepped out of the shower and opened the door back into her bedroom. She had a white towel wrapped around her body and as her eyes met Spike's she saw the lust in his eyes.
Spike swallowed hard, this girl was the image of perfection to him, there was no way he was giving up, not for anything. He stood up.
Blood pounded through her body, Spike had stood up and was right in front of her. His deep blue eyes looking down on her like he was looking into her soul. She couldn't do this, one of them would end up hurt, it was how it always ended.
Spike raised his hand to her face, her skin smooth and fresh from the shower. Her beauty glowed on to his skin, he hooked his hand round her. His mind racing.
They found each others lips exploring them with all the passion they had. Both were feeling the heat between them, the passion. It was all about the passion.
Buffy's towel dropped to the floor. One Night & An Afternoon
CHAPTER EIGHT
It was now well into the afternoon, Buffy and Spike lay in each other's arms naked and happy. Falling into bed hadn't been part of either's plan but it had happened and they were both glad, for now.
Spike had been awake the whole time but Buffy had drifted off not long after their hot session. Her eyes fluttered open and a smile graced her face.
She turned and looked up into his eyes.
"Hey you." were the only words she could find.
"Hey." He replied
Thoughts of Willow and vampire Slayer assignments filled her head, it's not what she wanted to be thinking about but it was better than thinking about how wrong this thing with Spike was. It was funny how it didn't feel wrong, not at all.
"So Slayer assignment?" Buffy asked him, hoping that his mind was capable of thought.
"Willow doesn't want to be on camera, so here's my idea you pretend to be a vamp and I slay you we record it and hand it in. Simple." Spike explained his minimum effort plan.
"K, but I get to be the Slayer, coz the Slayer would so be a girl."
Spike disagreed but decided not to argue with his pretty blonde. He just nodded and dragged her into another deep kiss.
~*~
"Sir in no way am I meaning to undermined you power but I have one question."
"Go on ask." Navocof said.
"If the council doesn't know who the Slayer is then she probably doesn't know who she is so how are we meant to get her?" The male vampire asked fearing for his life.
"Good question. She will show herself soon and then it will be time. You know me I don't go in for the things that have a strict timetable, and unluckily for the Slayer I have all the time in the world."
Navocof laughed a sound that un-nerved his minions.
~*~
Willow was stood on the grassy area in front of her halls of residence holding a camcorder in her shaking hands. She watched as her two new friends Spike and Buffy exchanged a gentle banter.
She didn't know what had happened the previous night or that afternoon but for some reason the two were glowing.
"Why do we have to do this now we should be in the bar." Spike complained.
"Because if you were a vampire you couldn't fight in the day time idiot." Buffy replied.
"Couldn't I fight with a blanket or something?" Spike asked in attempt to get the girls to give up the project until tomorrow.
"Yeah a vamp with a blanket, some big bad that would be!" Buffy laughed, "Come on attack me."
Willow hit record as Spike went to charge Buffy. To there amazement Buffy jumped over his head as turned back to face him. He turned look at her shocked by what she had just done.
'Cheerleader thing.' He thought as he went to throw a light punch at her. Thinking that it might not be such a good idea, he didn't want to hurt her.
She blocked his punch so he threw another, she blocked that. Determination came over him, he tried again and she blocked again. It was time for a little attack, Buffy thought and went to punch him.
It landed in his stomach and a sudden look of pain crossed his face. He fell back and Buffy pretended to stake him.
Willow stopped recording and Buffy crouched over Spike.
"Are you ok?" She asked with genuine concern.
"Yeah.. I'm fine.. Your strong." He pushed out in between groans.
"The bar?" She asked wanting to make up for the obvious pain she'd caused.
Spike nodded, "I'll even let you buy me a drink." He gave her a smile, letting her know that he wasn't bothered by the punch she'd just packed.
She held out her hand to him pulling him up, he grabbed her face and kissed her.
Willow stood watching the couple wondering just how much she could have missed in one night and an afternoon.
~*~
In the shadows near one of the many campus green areas Giles stood watching his students.
It was plain to see that he had found his Slayer, her fighting skills clearly efficient. It was the bubblegum blond knocking William Evans right off his feet. He would have to talk to her in the morning, for now he would leave her.
The council would be pleased, the Slayer had been found.
TBC...