Buffy's birthday was just around the corner. Willow and Xander were
planning a fun-filled day for the soon-to-be sixteen year-old. Spike had
something important he had to do on the day of Buffy's birthday, so he
couldn't be there, but he promised to make it up to her.
"So," said Xander, rubbing his hands together. "What's first?"
Joyce had loaned Willow and Xander a reasonable amount of money to spend on Buffy, as a birthday gift. Xander also put some money in, along with Willow, and now they had a small fortune to spend on their friend.
"I was think of picnic in the park, shopping at the mall, then a night at the Bronze," concluded Buffy.
"I think we can do all of that in a one day," considered Willow. "We can go by the Quick Mart and pick up some food and sandwiches, then head for the park."
"Great," squealed Buffy. "You guys are the greatest."
"We know," they both replied.
They headed for the convience store and grabbed some food before driving to the park on the other side of town.
"You know, when I was a kid," started Xander. "I would catch craw-dads in the creek. I usually got soaked in the process, but it would be fun to try."
Buffy got up from her spot on the ground. "Then, let's catch some."
They used the cups their drinks had been held in to catch the miniture lobsters.
"Ooh, I caught one," squealed Willow, peeking at the crawdad in her cup. Then, she got a wicked idea.
She walked up behind Xander and put it in the back of his tucked-in shirt.
"Aagghh!" he screeched, reaching at his back.
Willow and Buffy giggled as Xander struggled with the small animal. Then, without warning, Xander lost his balance and fell right into the shallow creep.
Buffy and Willow gasped. Xander sat up, water dripping from his soaked hair.. Then the two girls burst into giggles.
"Glad you find this amusing," sneered Xander. He wiped the water out of his eyes and went to stand up, only to lose his balance again and topple back into the water.
Willow and Buffy burst into full laughter.
"Oh yea?" cried Xander. He stood up, grabbed the arm of each of the girls, and pulled them into the water next to him. They both squealed with laughter.
The three friends remained in the water for a few minutes.
"Oh, God, Xander, I'm soaked," Buffy finally said.
"Oh, and I'm not," Xander retorted.
"What about me?" Willow cried.
The three made their way out of the shallow creek.
Buffy wrapped her arms around her wet, *white*, shirt, fully noticing that it was suddenly transparent.
"We should get dry. We can head to my house," offered Xander.
Willow and Buffy nodded, hugging themselves as the breeve wipped around their drenched bodies. When they reached Xander's house, he supplied them with shorts and t-shirts while their clothes dry. Ten minutes later, they were sitting in the living room eating left over pizza.
"Sorry about this," apoligized Xander. "This was not exactly how I planned the day."
"That's okay," said Buffy, picking the toppings off her pizza. "We can just skip the more expensive part of the day and head straight to the Bronze after our clothes dry."
"Sounds like an okie-dokie plan to me," Willow complied.
"So, what do we do in our spare time?" Xander asked.
"Um, we can play a game."
"Truth or Dare!" squealed Buffy.
"Oh no," Xander said, shaking his head. "I know what you two are capable of. Not *even* going there."
"Well, we already know you darkest secrets," added Willow. "So, there's not much we can do there."
"How about some rules. You can ask any questions you want. You can dare whatever you want. Except no kissing or nakedness."
"No wait," spoke Buffy. "If you refuse to do the dare, you have to take one article of clothing off."
"But, what about you two," Xander stamered. "You have nothing on under those shirts and pants. All of your womanly stuff in the drier."
"Well, actually, I wasn't wearing a bra in the first place," Buffy pointed out.
"So, too much information."
"And I actually do have the bra and underwear on," supplied Willow. "I had some stuff left over from a sleep over."
"And, she let me barrow one of her extra bras," nodded Buffy. "But, I don't have underwear on."
"So, you probably don't want to take off your pants."
Xander stared at the wide-eyed. "I'm just going to pretend I did not hear that conversation. Okay, so you guys have some kind of ..... stuff ... under there. Great. Let's just get on with the game."
"Okay, me first, since it's my birthday," Buffy proclaimed. "I pick.....Willow. Truth or Dare?"
Willow pondered for a second. "Truth."
Buffy smiled evily. "Okay.... What's the smutiest thing you've ever wanted to do with Xander?"
"Buffy!" the other two cried in usion.
Willow looked back and forth between Xander. "I'll take the clothes." She pulled off a sock from her foot.
"Hey, socks count as two," Xander announced. "We won't be having sissy stuff."
Willow gave him a look before taking off her other sock. "Okay, my turn. Xander. Truth or Dare?"
Xander looked fearful for a moment. "Truth."
"Haven't you had this mondo crush on Buffy since she moved here?"
"Willow!" cried, this time only Xander.
"Well, haven't you?"
Xander stole a glance at Buffy who was suppressing a small smile.
"Yeah," Xander admitted. "I have."
"Oh, that's so sweet," cooed Buffy. "Too bad I have a boyfriend."
"Yeah, like you'd ever get with me," he sulked.
"Plus, I don't think Anya would be very happy about it," Willow pointed out.
"Yeah. Well, anyways, your turn, Buff. Truth or Dare?"
"Uh,..dare."
"Okay." Xander rubbed his hands together in an evil scientist fashion. "Dare.... Let's see...."
"Oh, wait!" Willow cried. She jumped up from her spot and bent down to whisper in Xander's ear.
After a few seconds he pulled away. "No! I'm not doing that!"
"Oh, come on," Willow pleaded.
"Hey," Buffy spoke, raising her hand. "You know, I think this is a little unfair."
"Puh-lease!" Willow begged.
Xander gave her a look, which she immediatly countered with her resolve face. He gave in.
"Fine. But, you say it." He buried his head in his hands.
Willow smiled and turned back to Buffy. "You have to put ice on your bra for exactly fifteen minutes."
"What?!" Buffy protested. "But. But. But."
"Come on, Buffster," Xander started. "Either that or off with something."
"You would love that wouldn't you?"
"Hey, I'm not the one who came up with that rule."
Buffy pouted for a second before standing up. "Fine." She stalked into the kitchen for a few minutes before returning with her arms over her chest. "My god, it's cold!"
Willow looked up at the clock. "Fifteen minutes and counting. Okay, Buffy it's your turn."
It was Buffy's turn to grin. "Okay, Xander. Truth or Dare?"
"Truth."
"Are you a virgin?"
Xander's jaw dropped. "W-what? I mean, o-of course...I am....not."
Buffy exchanged looks with Willow, then gave him a look that clearing stated 'I don't believe you for a second.'
"Fine!" he cried. "I am, okay."
"Well, I think it's very good of you, Xander," Buffy commented.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
"Okay, your turn."
He looked over at Willow. "Come on, Will. Truth or Dare?"
"Dare."
"When we go to the Bronze tonight, wear the sluttiest outfit you own."
Buffy jumped up. "Oh, I can lend you my black tube top. It's really small and barely covers anything, but if you're going for slutty, you have to wear it."
Willow looked like a deer caught in the headlights. "Me. Slutty. I-I don't have any slutty clothes."
"Oh, yes you! You have those really tight black leather jeans I bought you for Christmas and you have those boots that you like so much and then there's my top that would look excellent on you...and I'm talking to much, aren't I?
Willow nodded. "But, can't I just take off something?"
"All you have is your shorts and shirt. You wanna be the first one to strip something useful off?"
"Uh, no. I-I'll just go with the sluttiness. But, you won't make me look like a totale slut, right?"
"Oh, of course not. We just want you to show off your dark side. Black, leather, tight. That's all you have to remember."
Willow nodded. "O-okay. Well, i-it's my turn now. Um, Buffy. Truth or Dare?"
"Before I answer, when do I get to take this ice out? Its starting to melt."
Willow looked up at the clock. "Uh, six more minutes."
"Okay. And I choose truth."
Willow thought for a minute. "What was the first thing you noticed about Spike when you first saw him?"
Buffy looked around for a minute before leaning in to whisper in her ear. Then the two burst into giggles.
"Do I so not want to?" asked Xander.
The girls continued with their laughter.
Xander sighed. Then he heard the sound of the drier buzzing, signaling it was done.
"I'm going to go get our clothes while you two sit here and laugh..." he noticed they were still laughing."..and pay no attention to me what so ever."
He got up from his spot and headed for the basement. A few minutes he returned with their clothing and they went to seperate rooms to get dressed. Once they were done, they headed over to Willow's house for a full fledged make-over. Buffy ran to her house to grab her top, then returned to help Willow get ready.
Willow pulled on the tight, curve-hugging pants. "God, I can't breathe."
Buffy pulled them up some more before allowing Willow to button them. "Their suppose to feel this way. Nice and tight. Okay, now the top."
Buffy handed Willow a piece of material she called a top.
Willow gave her a look that said 'you're crazy'.
"Come on, Willow. Put it on," urged Buffy.
Willow sighed before removing her top and placing the black piece of material over her chest. It was also tight and scrunched up her bust a little. The matierial mainly covered her chest, and had a little fringe at the bottom, with sequins in a swirly pattenr. Willow looked at herself in the mirror.
"I look like a slut," she said flatly.
Buffy came up behind her. "Will it make you feel better if I let you wear your leather coat?"
Willow jumped at the oppurtunity to cover some skin. "Yes! It would make me feel much better."
"Okay, but you still have to let me put make-up on you."
Willow agreed. Once Buffy had finished doing her hair, which was straight with a single small braid on each side of her face, and her make-up, with was a dark lipstick that that brought out the palness of her skin, and some silver eye shadow. Buffy knew Willow would get too hot in the leather coat for the crowded club, and figured it would be off soon enough.
"Are you guys ready?" Xander asked, peeking into Willow's room.
Willow had the top on, but not her coat.
"Whoa, Willow!" Xander's eyes raked her up and down.
Willow frantically grabbed the coat and held it over her chest. "Stop it! This is only for tonight. Never," she looked at Buffy." Ever. Again."
"No problem," said Buffy cheerfully.
"Yeah, one night is enough for guys to notice the hottness that is you," Xander commented.
"I have a boyfriend!" Willow cried.
"Oh," said Buffy, turning to Xander," maybe Oz will be there."
"You guys aren't helping!"
"Why don't we just shut up and get to the Bronze before she refuses to go," Xander suggested.
Buffy nodded in agreement, and the three headed for the club. Once they got there, they grabbed some food and drinks and grabbed a booth in the far corner.
"Everyone keeps looking at me," whispered Willow, trying to hide behind her large glass of soda.
"Correction," Buffy stated, taking a drink of her own Diet Coke. "Guys keep looking at you. It's because you're so hot."
Willow gave a deep sigh and stared into her drink.
"Come on, Will. Let's dance," offered Xander, standing.
"In this! I'll burn up!"
Buffy slowly slid the leather coat of Willow's shoulders. "So take it off."
Willow clung to the coat a minute longer before giving in and taking it off and laying it on her chair. Xander and her walked out out to the crowded dance floor and started moving to the music. After awhile, Willow became relaxed and almost completely forgot what she was wearing, and concentrated on having fun.
Then, someone slipped into the chair next to Buffy.
"Well, that's different," he observed, his voice making Buffy jump a foot in the air.
She turned. "Spike. Where have you been all day? You missed my some good birthday fun."
He grinned. "I'm sure I have. But, I had to do something for a friend of mine. Needed some money."
Buffy smiled. "See, you can get money with jobs, too. Watchya need money for?"
He pulled a small black box out. "For this. It's for you."
He placed the small box in Buffy's shocked hands. She managed to come out of her suprised daze and opened it up. Inside was a gold necklace. On the chain was the outline of a heart, with different gems around the edges. The gems shined in the Bronze spot lights.
"My god, it's beautiful," she breathed.
He smiled at her reaction. "I figured you'd like it."
She ran her fingers over the gold heart, softly. Then she removed it from the box and handed it to him. "Put it on me."
She turned around in her seat so her back was facing him. He carfully moved her hair to the side and placed the gold chain around her neck, hooking the ends. Spike let her hair fall around her neck and she turned around.
"Thank you, so much," she whispered.
He smiled for the five millionth time since he had sat down. He placed a hand on her cheek and kissed her soft lips. She started to kiss him back, but he pulled away slightly, keeping his head resting against hers.
"Would I be a complete perv if I asked if you've ever had someone grope you before?" he asked.
She seemd a bit startled by the question at first, then became slightly nervous. "No. To both the questions. I've been touched, but, like, arms and neck and face. Not exactly groping."
"Would you like me to show you how good it feels? For your birthday."
Before she could answer, even though she was thinking of saying yes anyway, he pulled her from the chair and led her into the darkest corner of the Bronze. He pushed her softly into the corner, the resumed kissing her. He let his hand slide down her arms, sending a shiver up and down her spine. Then, he let his hand slide partway up her shirt, sliding arcross the cool skin of her stomach and around to her back.
She slipped her hands around his neck, lips still locked. She let her hand run through his hair, making it curl the way she liked it. She found herself doing a little groping herself. She pulled up the tucked- in back shirt out of his jeans and slid her hands under his shirt, feeling in defined stomach and back.
His hands moved from her back and slid down to her butt. She stiffened a little. He just continued kissing her, their tongues tangling and exploring each others mouths. He let his hands slide down a little farther, just below her butt, then gripped it and hoisted her up off the ground.
She felt her feet leave the ground, and pulled her legs up to his hips. She felt her back pressed against the wall. She felt his hands move to her thighs. Buffy moaned slightly. Her hands returned to his neck, pulling him closer.
He moved his mouth from hers and started to trail kisses down her neck, leaving her panting and flushed from kissing. He moved his hands back to her arms, pulling them to her sides. He moved his head and met her eyes. She looked excited, scared, happy, and in complete ecstacy. He smiled.
"You like that, luv?" he asked her.
She nodded, not able to make words.
He grinned wider, gave her a quick kiss before returning her to the ground and moving completely away from her. He grinned again when she gave a loud whine from lose of contact. He grabbed her hand and pulled her back to her friends.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: I don't know why I did that last part. I just needed some way to end it. So, if you think it was stupid, just ignore it.
"So," said Xander, rubbing his hands together. "What's first?"
Joyce had loaned Willow and Xander a reasonable amount of money to spend on Buffy, as a birthday gift. Xander also put some money in, along with Willow, and now they had a small fortune to spend on their friend.
"I was think of picnic in the park, shopping at the mall, then a night at the Bronze," concluded Buffy.
"I think we can do all of that in a one day," considered Willow. "We can go by the Quick Mart and pick up some food and sandwiches, then head for the park."
"Great," squealed Buffy. "You guys are the greatest."
"We know," they both replied.
They headed for the convience store and grabbed some food before driving to the park on the other side of town.
"You know, when I was a kid," started Xander. "I would catch craw-dads in the creek. I usually got soaked in the process, but it would be fun to try."
Buffy got up from her spot on the ground. "Then, let's catch some."
They used the cups their drinks had been held in to catch the miniture lobsters.
"Ooh, I caught one," squealed Willow, peeking at the crawdad in her cup. Then, she got a wicked idea.
She walked up behind Xander and put it in the back of his tucked-in shirt.
"Aagghh!" he screeched, reaching at his back.
Willow and Buffy giggled as Xander struggled with the small animal. Then, without warning, Xander lost his balance and fell right into the shallow creep.
Buffy and Willow gasped. Xander sat up, water dripping from his soaked hair.. Then the two girls burst into giggles.
"Glad you find this amusing," sneered Xander. He wiped the water out of his eyes and went to stand up, only to lose his balance again and topple back into the water.
Willow and Buffy burst into full laughter.
"Oh yea?" cried Xander. He stood up, grabbed the arm of each of the girls, and pulled them into the water next to him. They both squealed with laughter.
The three friends remained in the water for a few minutes.
"Oh, God, Xander, I'm soaked," Buffy finally said.
"Oh, and I'm not," Xander retorted.
"What about me?" Willow cried.
The three made their way out of the shallow creek.
Buffy wrapped her arms around her wet, *white*, shirt, fully noticing that it was suddenly transparent.
"We should get dry. We can head to my house," offered Xander.
Willow and Buffy nodded, hugging themselves as the breeve wipped around their drenched bodies. When they reached Xander's house, he supplied them with shorts and t-shirts while their clothes dry. Ten minutes later, they were sitting in the living room eating left over pizza.
"Sorry about this," apoligized Xander. "This was not exactly how I planned the day."
"That's okay," said Buffy, picking the toppings off her pizza. "We can just skip the more expensive part of the day and head straight to the Bronze after our clothes dry."
"Sounds like an okie-dokie plan to me," Willow complied.
"So, what do we do in our spare time?" Xander asked.
"Um, we can play a game."
"Truth or Dare!" squealed Buffy.
"Oh no," Xander said, shaking his head. "I know what you two are capable of. Not *even* going there."
"Well, we already know you darkest secrets," added Willow. "So, there's not much we can do there."
"How about some rules. You can ask any questions you want. You can dare whatever you want. Except no kissing or nakedness."
"No wait," spoke Buffy. "If you refuse to do the dare, you have to take one article of clothing off."
"But, what about you two," Xander stamered. "You have nothing on under those shirts and pants. All of your womanly stuff in the drier."
"Well, actually, I wasn't wearing a bra in the first place," Buffy pointed out.
"So, too much information."
"And I actually do have the bra and underwear on," supplied Willow. "I had some stuff left over from a sleep over."
"And, she let me barrow one of her extra bras," nodded Buffy. "But, I don't have underwear on."
"So, you probably don't want to take off your pants."
Xander stared at the wide-eyed. "I'm just going to pretend I did not hear that conversation. Okay, so you guys have some kind of ..... stuff ... under there. Great. Let's just get on with the game."
"Okay, me first, since it's my birthday," Buffy proclaimed. "I pick.....Willow. Truth or Dare?"
Willow pondered for a second. "Truth."
Buffy smiled evily. "Okay.... What's the smutiest thing you've ever wanted to do with Xander?"
"Buffy!" the other two cried in usion.
Willow looked back and forth between Xander. "I'll take the clothes." She pulled off a sock from her foot.
"Hey, socks count as two," Xander announced. "We won't be having sissy stuff."
Willow gave him a look before taking off her other sock. "Okay, my turn. Xander. Truth or Dare?"
Xander looked fearful for a moment. "Truth."
"Haven't you had this mondo crush on Buffy since she moved here?"
"Willow!" cried, this time only Xander.
"Well, haven't you?"
Xander stole a glance at Buffy who was suppressing a small smile.
"Yeah," Xander admitted. "I have."
"Oh, that's so sweet," cooed Buffy. "Too bad I have a boyfriend."
"Yeah, like you'd ever get with me," he sulked.
"Plus, I don't think Anya would be very happy about it," Willow pointed out.
"Yeah. Well, anyways, your turn, Buff. Truth or Dare?"
"Uh,..dare."
"Okay." Xander rubbed his hands together in an evil scientist fashion. "Dare.... Let's see...."
"Oh, wait!" Willow cried. She jumped up from her spot and bent down to whisper in Xander's ear.
After a few seconds he pulled away. "No! I'm not doing that!"
"Oh, come on," Willow pleaded.
"Hey," Buffy spoke, raising her hand. "You know, I think this is a little unfair."
"Puh-lease!" Willow begged.
Xander gave her a look, which she immediatly countered with her resolve face. He gave in.
"Fine. But, you say it." He buried his head in his hands.
Willow smiled and turned back to Buffy. "You have to put ice on your bra for exactly fifteen minutes."
"What?!" Buffy protested. "But. But. But."
"Come on, Buffster," Xander started. "Either that or off with something."
"You would love that wouldn't you?"
"Hey, I'm not the one who came up with that rule."
Buffy pouted for a second before standing up. "Fine." She stalked into the kitchen for a few minutes before returning with her arms over her chest. "My god, it's cold!"
Willow looked up at the clock. "Fifteen minutes and counting. Okay, Buffy it's your turn."
It was Buffy's turn to grin. "Okay, Xander. Truth or Dare?"
"Truth."
"Are you a virgin?"
Xander's jaw dropped. "W-what? I mean, o-of course...I am....not."
Buffy exchanged looks with Willow, then gave him a look that clearing stated 'I don't believe you for a second.'
"Fine!" he cried. "I am, okay."
"Well, I think it's very good of you, Xander," Buffy commented.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
"Okay, your turn."
He looked over at Willow. "Come on, Will. Truth or Dare?"
"Dare."
"When we go to the Bronze tonight, wear the sluttiest outfit you own."
Buffy jumped up. "Oh, I can lend you my black tube top. It's really small and barely covers anything, but if you're going for slutty, you have to wear it."
Willow looked like a deer caught in the headlights. "Me. Slutty. I-I don't have any slutty clothes."
"Oh, yes you! You have those really tight black leather jeans I bought you for Christmas and you have those boots that you like so much and then there's my top that would look excellent on you...and I'm talking to much, aren't I?
Willow nodded. "But, can't I just take off something?"
"All you have is your shorts and shirt. You wanna be the first one to strip something useful off?"
"Uh, no. I-I'll just go with the sluttiness. But, you won't make me look like a totale slut, right?"
"Oh, of course not. We just want you to show off your dark side. Black, leather, tight. That's all you have to remember."
Willow nodded. "O-okay. Well, i-it's my turn now. Um, Buffy. Truth or Dare?"
"Before I answer, when do I get to take this ice out? Its starting to melt."
Willow looked up at the clock. "Uh, six more minutes."
"Okay. And I choose truth."
Willow thought for a minute. "What was the first thing you noticed about Spike when you first saw him?"
Buffy looked around for a minute before leaning in to whisper in her ear. Then the two burst into giggles.
"Do I so not want to?" asked Xander.
The girls continued with their laughter.
Xander sighed. Then he heard the sound of the drier buzzing, signaling it was done.
"I'm going to go get our clothes while you two sit here and laugh..." he noticed they were still laughing."..and pay no attention to me what so ever."
He got up from his spot and headed for the basement. A few minutes he returned with their clothing and they went to seperate rooms to get dressed. Once they were done, they headed over to Willow's house for a full fledged make-over. Buffy ran to her house to grab her top, then returned to help Willow get ready.
Willow pulled on the tight, curve-hugging pants. "God, I can't breathe."
Buffy pulled them up some more before allowing Willow to button them. "Their suppose to feel this way. Nice and tight. Okay, now the top."
Buffy handed Willow a piece of material she called a top.
Willow gave her a look that said 'you're crazy'.
"Come on, Willow. Put it on," urged Buffy.
Willow sighed before removing her top and placing the black piece of material over her chest. It was also tight and scrunched up her bust a little. The matierial mainly covered her chest, and had a little fringe at the bottom, with sequins in a swirly pattenr. Willow looked at herself in the mirror.
"I look like a slut," she said flatly.
Buffy came up behind her. "Will it make you feel better if I let you wear your leather coat?"
Willow jumped at the oppurtunity to cover some skin. "Yes! It would make me feel much better."
"Okay, but you still have to let me put make-up on you."
Willow agreed. Once Buffy had finished doing her hair, which was straight with a single small braid on each side of her face, and her make-up, with was a dark lipstick that that brought out the palness of her skin, and some silver eye shadow. Buffy knew Willow would get too hot in the leather coat for the crowded club, and figured it would be off soon enough.
"Are you guys ready?" Xander asked, peeking into Willow's room.
Willow had the top on, but not her coat.
"Whoa, Willow!" Xander's eyes raked her up and down.
Willow frantically grabbed the coat and held it over her chest. "Stop it! This is only for tonight. Never," she looked at Buffy." Ever. Again."
"No problem," said Buffy cheerfully.
"Yeah, one night is enough for guys to notice the hottness that is you," Xander commented.
"I have a boyfriend!" Willow cried.
"Oh," said Buffy, turning to Xander," maybe Oz will be there."
"You guys aren't helping!"
"Why don't we just shut up and get to the Bronze before she refuses to go," Xander suggested.
Buffy nodded in agreement, and the three headed for the club. Once they got there, they grabbed some food and drinks and grabbed a booth in the far corner.
"Everyone keeps looking at me," whispered Willow, trying to hide behind her large glass of soda.
"Correction," Buffy stated, taking a drink of her own Diet Coke. "Guys keep looking at you. It's because you're so hot."
Willow gave a deep sigh and stared into her drink.
"Come on, Will. Let's dance," offered Xander, standing.
"In this! I'll burn up!"
Buffy slowly slid the leather coat of Willow's shoulders. "So take it off."
Willow clung to the coat a minute longer before giving in and taking it off and laying it on her chair. Xander and her walked out out to the crowded dance floor and started moving to the music. After awhile, Willow became relaxed and almost completely forgot what she was wearing, and concentrated on having fun.
Then, someone slipped into the chair next to Buffy.
"Well, that's different," he observed, his voice making Buffy jump a foot in the air.
She turned. "Spike. Where have you been all day? You missed my some good birthday fun."
He grinned. "I'm sure I have. But, I had to do something for a friend of mine. Needed some money."
Buffy smiled. "See, you can get money with jobs, too. Watchya need money for?"
He pulled a small black box out. "For this. It's for you."
He placed the small box in Buffy's shocked hands. She managed to come out of her suprised daze and opened it up. Inside was a gold necklace. On the chain was the outline of a heart, with different gems around the edges. The gems shined in the Bronze spot lights.
"My god, it's beautiful," she breathed.
He smiled at her reaction. "I figured you'd like it."
She ran her fingers over the gold heart, softly. Then she removed it from the box and handed it to him. "Put it on me."
She turned around in her seat so her back was facing him. He carfully moved her hair to the side and placed the gold chain around her neck, hooking the ends. Spike let her hair fall around her neck and she turned around.
"Thank you, so much," she whispered.
He smiled for the five millionth time since he had sat down. He placed a hand on her cheek and kissed her soft lips. She started to kiss him back, but he pulled away slightly, keeping his head resting against hers.
"Would I be a complete perv if I asked if you've ever had someone grope you before?" he asked.
She seemd a bit startled by the question at first, then became slightly nervous. "No. To both the questions. I've been touched, but, like, arms and neck and face. Not exactly groping."
"Would you like me to show you how good it feels? For your birthday."
Before she could answer, even though she was thinking of saying yes anyway, he pulled her from the chair and led her into the darkest corner of the Bronze. He pushed her softly into the corner, the resumed kissing her. He let his hand slide down her arms, sending a shiver up and down her spine. Then, he let his hand slide partway up her shirt, sliding arcross the cool skin of her stomach and around to her back.
She slipped her hands around his neck, lips still locked. She let her hand run through his hair, making it curl the way she liked it. She found herself doing a little groping herself. She pulled up the tucked- in back shirt out of his jeans and slid her hands under his shirt, feeling in defined stomach and back.
His hands moved from her back and slid down to her butt. She stiffened a little. He just continued kissing her, their tongues tangling and exploring each others mouths. He let his hands slide down a little farther, just below her butt, then gripped it and hoisted her up off the ground.
She felt her feet leave the ground, and pulled her legs up to his hips. She felt her back pressed against the wall. She felt his hands move to her thighs. Buffy moaned slightly. Her hands returned to his neck, pulling him closer.
He moved his mouth from hers and started to trail kisses down her neck, leaving her panting and flushed from kissing. He moved his hands back to her arms, pulling them to her sides. He moved his head and met her eyes. She looked excited, scared, happy, and in complete ecstacy. He smiled.
"You like that, luv?" he asked her.
She nodded, not able to make words.
He grinned wider, gave her a quick kiss before returning her to the ground and moving completely away from her. He grinned again when she gave a loud whine from lose of contact. He grabbed her hand and pulled her back to her friends.
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A/N: I don't know why I did that last part. I just needed some way to end it. So, if you think it was stupid, just ignore it.