Mid terms were just around the corner and Buffy wasn't doing so hot on the studying. Willow tried to drill something into her, but Buffy somehow managed to make even the easiest subject complicated. To make matters worse, Joyce told Buffy if her mid terms were not a C or above, she would be grounded for two months. Spike tried to help her also. He wasn't doing the best in his classes, but that was because he just didn't do the work. He actually understood what the teacher was talking about.

That day, him and Buffy were in the library. He was trying to help her study, but it was a hopless cause.

Buffy threw her pencil down on the table. "I hate school. I hate mid terms. I hate taking mid terms."

"Luv, you're not even trying."

"Yes, I am. I really am. I just don't get it. It's too hard."

"Pet, even I get it. You're just turning something easy into something complicated."

"When did you become the smart one?"

"Since Red gave up on you."

Buffy groaned. "At least mid terms mean the year is halfway over. Another half and school will be gone."

"Yeah, then you have to come back the next year, and the next, then you have to go to college."

"What if I don't want to go to college?" she asked stubbornly.

"Then you'll be looking at a future of flipping burgers at the cheapest fast food reastraunt."

"Will you help me flip burgers?" she asked meekly.

"Hell, if I'm not going to college, I'll work at a bar. Not some soddin' greasy shop."

"Are you going to go to college?" she asked, jumping at a chance to stop studying.

Spike ran a hand through his hair. "I'm not sure. Never thought 'bout it, really. My parents don't exactly 'ave the money."

"You could get a scholarship."

"In what? I don't play any sports, I don't do anything special. You, on the other hand, 'ave a great mum who can send you through college and get you an education."

"It's just so complicated. It seems so far away, but it's really not. I don't even know what college I would go to. Not exactly Harvard material. Willow, on the other hand, could probably get into any college in the country, if not in other countries."

"Yeah. Gotta envy that girl. She knows her stuff."

"I can't even imagine the future she has ahead of her."

"Yeah, well, if you keep noticin' everyone elses future, you won't see yours. All you have to do is stick to it and you could have a nice future, also."

"What about you? I know your parents aren't the wealthiest people around, but don't they care about your future. As much as you try and convince yourself, you can't live off of a job at some bar."

"See, that's where you come in. You go off and get the education and get a good job that brings in money while I work my day job as a bar tender."

"Even if I could get a good job that broght in good money, I wouldn't be supportin' your ass. You wanna live in my house, you have to hold your own."

Spike laughed. "Well, that's all in the future. Right now, you need to get this stuff stuck in your noggin' so you can pass mid terms."

Buffy groaned. "I was hoping I could stall you for a few more minutes. Oh well. Where were we?"

When mid terms finally came, Buffy was a nervous wreck. She really didn't want to be grounded for two months. Willow, Spike, and everyone else had been helping her and each other get ready for mid terms.

The day mid terms happened, after school, Willow met Buffy outside of school.

"So, how do you think you did?" Willow asked her.

Buffy shrugged. "I'm not sure. I hope I did well. I can't believe I'm so stressed over this. It's not even the most important test we're ever gonna have."

"You're just stressed because your mom threatened to ground you."

"That's probably it."

"But, you won't get grounded. You're going to do good," Willow assured her.

Buffy gave her a look. "Yeah."

"Hey, I have an idea. If we all get good scores, we can go to the mall and shop. I can bring Oz and you can bring Spike and we can get Xander to bring Anya. Like a triple date. Sort of." laughed. "Maybe. As long as my grade is good, I'm game."

"Great. Do you think the others will want to?"

"Well, I'm almost positive Anya would want to, and if Anya goes, Xander more than likely will. And, if you go, I'm sure Oz will. I'm not so sure Spike would want to, but I'll make him."

"Well, I don't want to force him to come."

"I do."

"I am not going shopping with you chits!" cried Spike.

"Oh, yes you are. I got good grades on my midterm, therefore, you will go," Buffy said firmly.

They were all sitting at lunch in school.

"Oh, come on, Spike," pleaded Willow. "It'll be fun."

"Besides," Xander spoke. "If us other boyfriends have to go, so do you."

"Yeah," added Oz.

"So, you're coming," said Buffy.

"What if I don't want to?" Spike said stubbornly.

"I'll make you."

"And how do you propose to do that?"

"I have my ways."

Spike sighed, slouching against the back of his chair in defeat.

That weekend all three couples met in front of the mall. The girls were leading eagerly in front while the guys dragged behind. Willow and Buffy bought a few things before they ran out of known money. Anya offered to buy lunch, which was good because she could afford to buy decent food at the food court.

"So, you guys havin' fun?" Buffy asked everyone, taking a drink of her soda.

"Totally," replied Willow. "I got this skirt I've been eyeing for ages. Plus, I found a cool top to match it."

"What about you guys?" Buffy addressed the boys.

The guys shrugged.

"Oh, come on," said Willow, sitting up. "You can't be totally miserable. You're wth us, remember?"

"Plus, we bought you stuff," Anya told them.

Willow and Buffy glared at her.

"You weren't suppose to tell them," Buffy hissed.

Spike eyed them suspicously. "What exactly did you buy us?"

"Well, we got these-" Anya started.

"Anya!" cried Willow and Buffy at the same time.

Xander looked at the other two guys. "I don't like the sound of that."

"Niether do I," agreed Oz.

"Me niether," added Spike.

"Do you guys wear boxers?" Anya asked out of the blue.

The three guys gave her wide-eye looks.

"Why do you wanna know?" asked Spike.

"Just answer the question. It's important."

Xander shrugged. "Yeah."

"I guess," replied Oz.

"Uh-huh," Spike said, not wanting to know why they wanted to know.

The three girls grinned at each other like they had a dirty little secret.

The three guys looked almost fearful.

After they finished eating, they wondered around a little longer. The guys lost track of the girl for a few minutes.

"I think they ditched us," proclaimed Xander.

"They're buying something they don't want us to see," Spike sighed.

"More than likly," agreed Oz.

"Well, are we just going to stand around like idots, or try and find them?" Xander questioned.

Spike shrugged. "I'm not sure I want to find them."

"Idiots it is then."

They guys took a seat on a bench and waited for the girls to show themselves.

The girls had been in a women's clothes store and were in the under garments section.

"Look at this," said Willow holding out an almost clear silk gown that stopped just above your thighs. "I think Oz would look good in it."

"You're lucky, Will," commented Buffy. "You have a reletivly short boyfriend. Anya and I have tall guys and it's harder to find gowns that are long enough."

"What about this?" asked Anya. She had a gown that was red and silky. It had slits coming up the side right under the arm. So, if you didn't have anything under it, and a sudden wind moved the gown, the flaps would go up, showing everything.

"That's nice, Anya," Willow agreed. "Xander would love it."

"He'd like it better if he wasn't the one wearing it," mumbled Willow.

The girls looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"So, you have you house set up?" Buffy asked Willow.

Willow nodded. "Yep. Parents are out of town. Fridge is stocked with all kinds of goodies."

"This feels kinky," admitted Buffy. "Their gonna think we've gone insane."

"Yeah," agreed Willow. "But, it would be a good insane."

"A horny insane," Anya added.

Buffy and Willow gave her looks.

"Well, at least we're not having sex," Anya said.

"It's close enough," said Willow.

"So, go over what we're doing," Buffy told Willow.

"Okay, first, we take 'em to my place. Blindfold 'em. Then, do some kinky stuff. Like, chocolate and whip cream. Then, we dress them in these beautiful gowns and snap some pictures."

"I feel like a whore."

"Like, I said," Anya said. "At least we're not having sex."

"Yeah. We're just.....teasing 'em. Having fun."

"Exactly," agreed Willow.

The girls met up with the guys ten minutes later.

"Well, we're done," Buffy proclaimed.

"Finally," muttered Spike.

"Hey, you guys," started Willow. "We're going to go by my place. Maybe watch a movie, play some games..."

The girls bit their lip to keep from laughing.

The guys looked skeptical at first.

"I don't know..." started Xander.

"Oh, come on," all three girls whined.

"Maybe we shouldn't," said Oz, looking at the other guys for comformation.

"Yes, you should," pleaded Willow. "You'll have fun. Promise."

"Why do I fear the term 'fun'?" Xander asked the other guys.

They shrugged.

The girls finally convinced them to go to Willow's house. The three couples arrived there and walked inside.

"Okay," instructed Buffy. "You three stay here, we'll be right back."

The three guys sat in the living room and waited.

Buffy and Willow came back a few minutes later with three blindfolds.

"Put these on," commanded Willow.

The three gave each other fearful looks before placing the blindfolds over their eyes.

"I have never been so scared in my entire life," announced Xander.

"Same here," agreed Oz.

Buffy came back into the room. "Okay, guys, stand up."

They three stood.

"Take off your jackets."

They did.

"Who likes chocolate?" asked Anya as she entered the room.

The guys shrugged and mumbled. "Me."

"Terrific." Anya approached Xander and put a hand on his jaw. "Open up."

Xander hesitated before opening his mouth. Anya poured a generous amount of chocolate syrup in his mouth, then started to kiss him passionatly. Chocolate seeped out of the corners of their mouths.

Willow and Buffy did the same with Oz and Spike. Buffy felt Spike put his tongue in her mouth for the first time and it set her mouth on fire. Their tongues explored each other's mouth through the chocolately goodness. Spike fell back on the couch and Buffy straddled his lap, their lips never parting. When they did finally part, they were both panting heavily. Buffy smiled. Spike reached out and gently wiped the chocolate from the corners of her mouth. Then he raised up to kiss her again. They were both swept away by the feel of their lips crushed togther in a melting embrace.

The other two couples had stopped and now were watching in awe at the Buffy and Spike.

"Don't they ever come up for air?" Xander asked.

"I think oxygen is the last thing on their minds right now," Oz said.

Anya turned to Xander. "I want to kiss you like that. Will you kiss me like that?"

"Of course," Xander grinned and began to kiss Anya fully.

Willow turned to Oz with a suggestive look. He shrugged and they began to kiss.

Spike and Buffy were lost in their own little world where time didn't matter and the only thing that was on their minds were the feel of the other's lips on theirs.

Willow pulled back from Oz so they could get some air.

"Mmm. Yummy, chocolately goodness," Willow said with a sly smiled.

"Yummy Willow goodness," Oz replied.

Willow smiled again.

"Do you think we should make 'em stop?" Anya asked Willow, guesturing towards Buffy and Spike. "I mean, if they stay that way forever, then we won't get to the good part."

"Good part? What good part?" Xander asked frantically.

Willow nodded in agreement. "We should stop them. Let's just give 'em a few more minutes."

About ten minutes later, the girls had the guys upstairs in Willow's bedroom, blindfolds still in place.

"Okay, you guys are just going to have to trust us for a minute," Willow told them. "We want you to wear something, but we don't want you to see it."

"So, you're going to undress us yourselves," concluded Spike.

"Well, yeah. But, only to your boxers. That means shirts, shoes, and ....pants."

Spike smirked at her sudden nervousness.

"Are we ready?" Buffy asked.

The other two nodded.

"Let's do it."

They got to work with undoing the guys shirts. Buffy had gotten caught up in kissing Spike again while unbuttoning his shirt. When the three guys shirts were gone, the girls pulled off their shoes. Then, with slight heistation, undid their pants.

"Havin' fun, pet?" Spike asked Buffy.

She lent forward and kissed him. "Most I've ever had."

Once the guys were all undressed, save the boxers, the girls stood back and eyed their boyfriends.

"I feel like a ponce, standing here while you three do something I can't see," proclaimed Spike.

"Feeling's mutual," spoke Xander.

"Yeah," added Oz.

The girls took their bags from earlier that day and pulled out the gowns they had bought.

"Okay, arms up," Willow instructed Oz. He lifted his arms and she slippd the silky material over his body.

"I don't like the feel of this," said Xander.

Once the three guys had the gowns on, the girls stepped back again.

And burst out laughing.

"Okay now their laughing at us," Xander pointed out.

"I can here 'em. Harris, I have ears," Spike told him.

"Okay, stay right there," Anya told the guys. Then, she reached into her purse and pulled out a desposable camera. The other two had brought them also.

They went to work on taking pictures of the three silk-clad boys.

After a few minutes, Oz wrapped his arms around hiself. "Can we get dressed again, it's getting cold?" asked Oz.

The girls had finished off their cameras, so their was no reason for them to stay that way any longer. Except for the girls amusement, of course

"Sure. You can take off your blindfolds, too," Buffy told them.

The three guys removed the blindfolds and looked at what they were wearing.

"Great Merciful Jeusus!" Xander cried. "We're cross-dressers!"

About an hour later, the three couples were sitting in the living room, fully dressed, watching a movie. Buffy was leaning on Spike's arm half- asleep.

"Have fun tonight?" he asked her.

She nodded. "Much."

"Are you still mad? With the stealing bit?" he asked.

She looked up at him. "Have you stolen anything else?"

He shook his head side to side.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"Okay." She smiled at him. "No, I'm not mad. But, please don't do it again."

"You sound like my Mum," he commented.

"I just don't want you to get into any trouble. 'Cause, trouble equals bad. I don't want bad. I want good."

"Same here, luv."

Buffy smiled again.

He smiled back before pulling her into another mind-blowing kiss.