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Buffy smiled, "You have?"
Spike moved from where he stood and sat down on the sarcophagus in the centre of the room, "Yeah."
Buffy didn't know what to say. She knew what she wanted to do but she wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do exactly. Apart from anything else she felt a little inexperienced next to Spike who had been around for over a hundred years. She was far from a blushing schoolgirl but still. "I don't really know what to say to you. This is kinda new terrain," and it really was. Spike didn't have a soul. He was a demon and yet she had wanted to come here tonight.to him. And he had said hat he loved her.
"What do you want to say Slayer?" Spike found this new expression on her face adorable. She always looked beautiful and he knew it. He might be her enemy and a vampire but he was still a man and not blind. He had tried his best to avoid looking at her like this. She was Slayer number three, not someone to be though of like he was thinking now. He didn't know what had come over him this morning, he had just felt the nee to kiss her, he had, and she hadn't even tried to push him off. He stood up and walked over to the tiny mortal who looked up into his face, she was nervous? Spike smiled to himself as he ran one hand down the side of her cheek.
Buffy shivered into his touch as he leaned for and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Why couldn't she feel like this around Riley, or even Scott? Why with a vampire? Why in God's name did it have to be with Spike of all vampires? Her body though didn't seem to give a damn. Buffy pulled her self to him.
Spike frowned, something was wrong. She felt like Buffy and she tasted like Buffy, but she sure as hell didn't smell like Buffy. She smelled like.oh bugger.she didn't.she hadn't.she smelled like soldier boy. Spike pushed himself away from her, fighting for the breath that he didn't need, he could see from her face that she was confused, but he was too busy trying not to be sick from the idea of the idiot touching her after he had, "Your boy back on his feet is he Slayer?"
Buffy was stunned, how did Spike know about her bo.Riley getting better? He couldn't know. But if he did and he seemed to did that mean he knew about.? Oh shit shit shit shit shit. She forced her voice not to shake, "He's getting better."
Spike growled deep in his throat. "Better enough to spend the entire after noon inside of you? Did you think I wouldn't know Slayer? He's all over you. I can smell that idiot from over here!"
Buffy went pale, now she was the one who felt a little queasy. She felt so cheap. She hadn't thought about that, Spike being able to smell.it. After spending hours with the man she claimed to love she had come back here to the arms of her mortal enemy. She realised that Spike must be feeling it too, cheap like he was being used. For that she did feel guilty even though he didn't know why. "I.He came to see me just after I got back from here this after noon.and.well." Buffy was embarrassed, she didn't know what to say so she tried to cover, "Oh for god's sake, he's my boyfriend Spike, he ahs the right to spend the afternoon with me," she deliberately stayed away from Spike's chosen phrase.
Spike was hurt too, he turned his back on Buffy as he tried to reign in his temper before he said something that they would both regret, "So, what Slayer? You just thought you'd come here to see me when Riley couldn't give you what you needed? Is that it?"
Buffy flushed, "No that's not it. Look, I' sorry okay. I really didn't want to, but I couldn't just tell him no. He's already freaking out over this operation leaving him with no superhero strength anymore I just didn't want to give him an extra reason to feel insecure."
Spike turned to her, game face on as his temper flared again, "In case you didn't notice he does have a reason to be insecure, very insecure. His girl is stopping by a vampires lair ready to get it on."
Buffy looked at him her eyes hardening she was hurt and despite the fact she knew it would be wise to just count to ten but she let it come out anyway, "Did you actually think that I would let you touch me, I mean really touch me? You're disgusting Spike. You are an evil vampire. When you told me that you loved me what did you think I would say? That I loved you too? That I would just fall into your arms and we'd live happily ever after? Wrong! You're just a vampire and maybe I felt like coming to see you for a bit of fun, but you are crazy, and I mean more crazy than usual, if you ever though it could be anymore than that."
Spike felt his heart break as he looked at her. Se had just voiced his fears and made them real: that she could never see him as anything but a demon, her enemy. "I think that you should just go now then Slayer," he said quietly.
Buffy regretted her words before they had even finished coming out of her mouth. She shouldn't have said any of that. God she didn't even mean it. She shouldn't have said it. She hadn't even meant it to come out that strongly, "I.I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I didn't." She could swear that she saw tears in his eyes, she felt her stomach clench, had she hurt him that much? Buffy went forward and tried to put a hand on his arm. Spike just moved his hand and took hers. He led her out of the crypt and let go of her. All Buffy could do was look behind her as he closed the door.
Buffy smiled, "You have?"
Spike moved from where he stood and sat down on the sarcophagus in the centre of the room, "Yeah."
Buffy didn't know what to say. She knew what she wanted to do but she wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do exactly. Apart from anything else she felt a little inexperienced next to Spike who had been around for over a hundred years. She was far from a blushing schoolgirl but still. "I don't really know what to say to you. This is kinda new terrain," and it really was. Spike didn't have a soul. He was a demon and yet she had wanted to come here tonight.to him. And he had said hat he loved her.
"What do you want to say Slayer?" Spike found this new expression on her face adorable. She always looked beautiful and he knew it. He might be her enemy and a vampire but he was still a man and not blind. He had tried his best to avoid looking at her like this. She was Slayer number three, not someone to be though of like he was thinking now. He didn't know what had come over him this morning, he had just felt the nee to kiss her, he had, and she hadn't even tried to push him off. He stood up and walked over to the tiny mortal who looked up into his face, she was nervous? Spike smiled to himself as he ran one hand down the side of her cheek.
Buffy shivered into his touch as he leaned for and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Why couldn't she feel like this around Riley, or even Scott? Why with a vampire? Why in God's name did it have to be with Spike of all vampires? Her body though didn't seem to give a damn. Buffy pulled her self to him.
Spike frowned, something was wrong. She felt like Buffy and she tasted like Buffy, but she sure as hell didn't smell like Buffy. She smelled like.oh bugger.she didn't.she hadn't.she smelled like soldier boy. Spike pushed himself away from her, fighting for the breath that he didn't need, he could see from her face that she was confused, but he was too busy trying not to be sick from the idea of the idiot touching her after he had, "Your boy back on his feet is he Slayer?"
Buffy was stunned, how did Spike know about her bo.Riley getting better? He couldn't know. But if he did and he seemed to did that mean he knew about.? Oh shit shit shit shit shit. She forced her voice not to shake, "He's getting better."
Spike growled deep in his throat. "Better enough to spend the entire after noon inside of you? Did you think I wouldn't know Slayer? He's all over you. I can smell that idiot from over here!"
Buffy went pale, now she was the one who felt a little queasy. She felt so cheap. She hadn't thought about that, Spike being able to smell.it. After spending hours with the man she claimed to love she had come back here to the arms of her mortal enemy. She realised that Spike must be feeling it too, cheap like he was being used. For that she did feel guilty even though he didn't know why. "I.He came to see me just after I got back from here this after noon.and.well." Buffy was embarrassed, she didn't know what to say so she tried to cover, "Oh for god's sake, he's my boyfriend Spike, he ahs the right to spend the afternoon with me," she deliberately stayed away from Spike's chosen phrase.
Spike was hurt too, he turned his back on Buffy as he tried to reign in his temper before he said something that they would both regret, "So, what Slayer? You just thought you'd come here to see me when Riley couldn't give you what you needed? Is that it?"
Buffy flushed, "No that's not it. Look, I' sorry okay. I really didn't want to, but I couldn't just tell him no. He's already freaking out over this operation leaving him with no superhero strength anymore I just didn't want to give him an extra reason to feel insecure."
Spike turned to her, game face on as his temper flared again, "In case you didn't notice he does have a reason to be insecure, very insecure. His girl is stopping by a vampires lair ready to get it on."
Buffy looked at him her eyes hardening she was hurt and despite the fact she knew it would be wise to just count to ten but she let it come out anyway, "Did you actually think that I would let you touch me, I mean really touch me? You're disgusting Spike. You are an evil vampire. When you told me that you loved me what did you think I would say? That I loved you too? That I would just fall into your arms and we'd live happily ever after? Wrong! You're just a vampire and maybe I felt like coming to see you for a bit of fun, but you are crazy, and I mean more crazy than usual, if you ever though it could be anymore than that."
Spike felt his heart break as he looked at her. Se had just voiced his fears and made them real: that she could never see him as anything but a demon, her enemy. "I think that you should just go now then Slayer," he said quietly.
Buffy regretted her words before they had even finished coming out of her mouth. She shouldn't have said any of that. God she didn't even mean it. She shouldn't have said it. She hadn't even meant it to come out that strongly, "I.I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I didn't." She could swear that she saw tears in his eyes, she felt her stomach clench, had she hurt him that much? Buffy went forward and tried to put a hand on his arm. Spike just moved his hand and took hers. He led her out of the crypt and let go of her. All Buffy could do was look behind her as he closed the door.