Disclaimer: A ha! Bitch! It's mine.it's all mine!!!! And you can't have
it!!! *sticks out tongue*
The little porcupine that lives in the forest told me it was
mine...'Cause.you know..porcupines never lie..
A/N: Sorry that it took so long to update... Real life happened... that's always sad.. Hmmm.That and my other story has been demanding..the stupid bitch..not really though...hmmmm.. And I just put up my own disclaimer because I am to lazy to type out Fearless' disclaimer... you'll get the next part of that in the next chapter.
Now go on you silly kids... Read.. Be happy. and merry. and stuff like that...
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"Hmmmmm" Buffy sighed, pressing herself up against a hard body...
"Mornin' pet." Spike mumbled into her hair, still half asleep.
"You sure that it is still morning?"
"Nope."
"Ok.." Buffy sighed again. Snuggling once more up against Spike.
"We should probably get up."
"I know.." She mumbled into his chest.
"They'll have search parties comin' out to look for you."
"Them let 'em find us..don't wanna move."
He began playing with a lock of her hair. He didn't really want to get up either, but he felt that it was important for her to know that he at least tried to get her out of bed. She can't hold it against him later when they got caught.
The night before had been amazing.
Utterly amazing.
It wasn't like they hadn't had sex before.
During Willow's spell, they had said and did things that would make even a sailor blush.
But this time it was different.
With the spell, there was a slight err of detachment. Almost as if it wasn't happening to them..
Like.they were watching it and feeling what they felt..but they weren't actually doing it.
But last night...
Their eyes had been locked the whole time..
Her screams and moans hadn't been laced with pain. it had been gentle.
That had been a first for the Big Bad.
Gentle wasn't his middle name.. But he was willing to change it.
Buffy yawned and pulled herself on top of him as if he were a body pillow.
"My contented little kitten." Spike murmured into her hair.
"Yep.that's me.all contented and stuff." Spike put his arms around her waste and held her tight.
"We should probably get up."
This time Buffy lifted her head and looked him in the eyes.
"Yeah.probably."
She lifted herself off of him and got out of the bed. Her body aching slightly.
"I'm all achy." She pouted.
Spike smirked.
"A night with the 'Big Bad' 'll do that to ya."
"Shut up."
Spike's smirk grew.
"I'm going to take a shower. You..stay here and do what vampires do."
His smirk still played on his face as she left the room.
"Bloody woman." He muttered to himself, settling himself further into the covers.
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Anya reached across the bed to Xander. When she only found air on his empty side of the mattress her eyes shot open and she sat up.
She took in the surroundings of the basement. There really wasn't anything different for the night before. Still the same dark basement that smelled slightly funky.
Then she noticed him asleep in the chair. Frowning, she pealed off her covers and walked to where he was sleeping.
She stood in front of him..hands on her hips.
"Xander?" She asked...Hoping that he would wake from the sound of her voice.
When he still didn't wake she became frustrated.
"Xander!!! WAKE UP!!" She screeched, making him jump out of the chair in fright.
"What! What happened?" Xander was sure that the house was on fire. At least that was the only reason that explained why Anya had awoken him in such a way.
"You didn't wake up in our bed Xander." She pouted slightly, her voice rising in a tiny whine.
"That's because you had your knee dug in my back the entire night."
"I did not!" Anya was outraged that he would even think such a thing.
"You did Anya.. I'll even show you the bruise that is starting to form."
Anya frowned and then gestured for him to show her.
He turned around and took off his shirt which revealed a blackish-yellow bruise.
Anya grimaced.
"I did that?"
Xander turned around to look at her.
"You're the only other person that sleeps in that bed."
Anya thought for a moment.
"No.there's no way I could've caused something like that."
Xander raised his eyebrows.
"You have bony knees." Xander pointed out.
"I do not..YOUR knees are too bony." Anya smiled brightly, pointing at Xander's knees.
An exasperated sigh passed Xander's lips. He looked at Anya as he lowered himself back into his chair.
It was too early in the morning for a fight.
"Fine..would you just give me some asprin then."
Anya raise her eyebrows but did what she was asked and retrieved the bottle of ibuprofen.
"I didn't do that to your back." She told him as she handed him the bottle.
"Of course you didn't..it was the little green leprechaun that lives under the bed." His voice held a sarcastic tone. He popped two pills into his mouth and swallowed them dry.
"Leprechauns live under the bed?" Anya looked slightly horrified that there were little men living under her boyfriend's bed.
"Yeah..they wear these little green outfits with green little hats." His voice dripped with sarcasm.
Xander got off the chair and went up the stairs.
"Xander? Xander? Where are you going? You haven't finished telling me about the leprechauns!!"
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A/N: This one's short, but I wanted to get something up. I plan to write another chapter as soon as I can. But I can't say when that'll be.cross your fingers and you might get one tomorrow. And I don't own ibuprofen either...and I'm not sure that I'd want to..hmmm...
Be Happy...Give Spike a Hug
A/N: Sorry that it took so long to update... Real life happened... that's always sad.. Hmmm.That and my other story has been demanding..the stupid bitch..not really though...hmmmm.. And I just put up my own disclaimer because I am to lazy to type out Fearless' disclaimer... you'll get the next part of that in the next chapter.
Now go on you silly kids... Read.. Be happy. and merry. and stuff like that...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Hmmmmm" Buffy sighed, pressing herself up against a hard body...
"Mornin' pet." Spike mumbled into her hair, still half asleep.
"You sure that it is still morning?"
"Nope."
"Ok.." Buffy sighed again. Snuggling once more up against Spike.
"We should probably get up."
"I know.." She mumbled into his chest.
"They'll have search parties comin' out to look for you."
"Them let 'em find us..don't wanna move."
He began playing with a lock of her hair. He didn't really want to get up either, but he felt that it was important for her to know that he at least tried to get her out of bed. She can't hold it against him later when they got caught.
The night before had been amazing.
Utterly amazing.
It wasn't like they hadn't had sex before.
During Willow's spell, they had said and did things that would make even a sailor blush.
But this time it was different.
With the spell, there was a slight err of detachment. Almost as if it wasn't happening to them..
Like.they were watching it and feeling what they felt..but they weren't actually doing it.
But last night...
Their eyes had been locked the whole time..
Her screams and moans hadn't been laced with pain. it had been gentle.
That had been a first for the Big Bad.
Gentle wasn't his middle name.. But he was willing to change it.
Buffy yawned and pulled herself on top of him as if he were a body pillow.
"My contented little kitten." Spike murmured into her hair.
"Yep.that's me.all contented and stuff." Spike put his arms around her waste and held her tight.
"We should probably get up."
This time Buffy lifted her head and looked him in the eyes.
"Yeah.probably."
She lifted herself off of him and got out of the bed. Her body aching slightly.
"I'm all achy." She pouted.
Spike smirked.
"A night with the 'Big Bad' 'll do that to ya."
"Shut up."
Spike's smirk grew.
"I'm going to take a shower. You..stay here and do what vampires do."
His smirk still played on his face as she left the room.
"Bloody woman." He muttered to himself, settling himself further into the covers.
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Anya reached across the bed to Xander. When she only found air on his empty side of the mattress her eyes shot open and she sat up.
She took in the surroundings of the basement. There really wasn't anything different for the night before. Still the same dark basement that smelled slightly funky.
Then she noticed him asleep in the chair. Frowning, she pealed off her covers and walked to where he was sleeping.
She stood in front of him..hands on her hips.
"Xander?" She asked...Hoping that he would wake from the sound of her voice.
When he still didn't wake she became frustrated.
"Xander!!! WAKE UP!!" She screeched, making him jump out of the chair in fright.
"What! What happened?" Xander was sure that the house was on fire. At least that was the only reason that explained why Anya had awoken him in such a way.
"You didn't wake up in our bed Xander." She pouted slightly, her voice rising in a tiny whine.
"That's because you had your knee dug in my back the entire night."
"I did not!" Anya was outraged that he would even think such a thing.
"You did Anya.. I'll even show you the bruise that is starting to form."
Anya frowned and then gestured for him to show her.
He turned around and took off his shirt which revealed a blackish-yellow bruise.
Anya grimaced.
"I did that?"
Xander turned around to look at her.
"You're the only other person that sleeps in that bed."
Anya thought for a moment.
"No.there's no way I could've caused something like that."
Xander raised his eyebrows.
"You have bony knees." Xander pointed out.
"I do not..YOUR knees are too bony." Anya smiled brightly, pointing at Xander's knees.
An exasperated sigh passed Xander's lips. He looked at Anya as he lowered himself back into his chair.
It was too early in the morning for a fight.
"Fine..would you just give me some asprin then."
Anya raise her eyebrows but did what she was asked and retrieved the bottle of ibuprofen.
"I didn't do that to your back." She told him as she handed him the bottle.
"Of course you didn't..it was the little green leprechaun that lives under the bed." His voice held a sarcastic tone. He popped two pills into his mouth and swallowed them dry.
"Leprechauns live under the bed?" Anya looked slightly horrified that there were little men living under her boyfriend's bed.
"Yeah..they wear these little green outfits with green little hats." His voice dripped with sarcasm.
Xander got off the chair and went up the stairs.
"Xander? Xander? Where are you going? You haven't finished telling me about the leprechauns!!"
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A/N: This one's short, but I wanted to get something up. I plan to write another chapter as soon as I can. But I can't say when that'll be.cross your fingers and you might get one tomorrow. And I don't own ibuprofen either...and I'm not sure that I'd want to..hmmm...
Be Happy...Give Spike a Hug