Chapter 2
"So then I said, 'Buddy, if I were you, I'd leave now before I help you
lose your parts, starting with your smallest." Faith finished her story.
"The guy was petrified!" She smirked. "Could not run fast enough out of
that room!"
She slapped Xander on the back, snapping him out of his trance.
"Huh, wha? Oh yeah, well I'd be scared too if you were threatening me. But
I'd never be snooping in your underwear drawer while you were out, either."
He finished sheepishly, under the brunette's questioning stare.
"Xan, it might be a good idea if you don't tell us what you do with your
free time, ok sweetie?" Willow giggled, patting his hand affectionately.
"Yeah Xander, watch yourself." The group burst into a fit of laughter as
his face turned beet red. His expression relaxed then as he saw Spike walk
over to them.
"H'lo all." He drawled, winking at Buffy, who had been in a quiet reverie
the whole time. Anya jumped at the opportunity.
"Hey Buffy, isn't that the guy that your door got so friendly with this
morning?" She smiled at the blonde. Buffy felt her face redden as she
struggled to form words.
"I, well it was." She trailed off, suddenly finding the rug of the
coffeehouse very interesting. 'Yeah, that's it, way to go Cave Buffy.' She
mentally scolded herself.
"S'alright pet, happens all the time." He grinned at her, watching her face
turn even redder. 'She's so cute when she does that.' He thought to
himself.
"Well, I was just, uh." He paused, thinking of how to continue. "I noticed
you were in my bio class. Can I walk you there?" He held his breath. 'Speak
again, bright angel.' He begged.
"Yeah, sure just let me grab my stuff here and I'll meet you at the door
in a sec." She flashed a golden smile in his direction.
"Great." He walked off, leaving Buffy's friends in a state of jaw dropping
wonder.
"Oh my GOD!" Willow and Anya squealed. "Buffy! What was that all about?!"
Both girls bounced in their seats, waiting for her to answer.
"Well, he's in my class. 'And has these amazing blue eyes that seem to
look right through you and, this smile that just makes you tingle all over.
In a good way.' She shoved a book in her bag. "He's just being nice."
Willow tossed a blue notebook to her. "Anyway, I gotta go, so see you all
later right? My place, 9:00." She slung her bag over her shoulder and
glided off to the door to walk with Spike to class.
"So, did you meet any of your professors yet?" He asked as soon as they were out of earshot of Buffy's band of friends. "No, not yet. But I have." Pausing to take a slip of paper out of her bag. "Kennedy, Wood, Giles and.Calendar." She smiled up at him, a 'Please let them be normal' look on her face. He smirked and moved behind her, leaning over her shoulder, taking the piece of paper from her hands, which were trembling slightly. "Depends on what class they're teachin', luv." His warm breath tickled her ear and she had trouble focusing on the schedule with this, this, man so close to her. "Really?" She whispered, almost inaudibly. His breath continued to warm her neck and his arms tightened around her, savoring the closeness. He swallowed. "Yeah, se if you've got Calendar for computers, then you're fine, she's great." He took a deep breath. If she kept wiggling against him like that then she would see just how much she affected him. The smell of vanilla in her hair was intoxicating and it was all he could do not to kiss her senseless right there. 'What are you doing? Known the bloody bint for a day and you're already fantasizing about her!' a"We better get going." He slowly backed away from her, so she wouldn't notice the raging hard on he was sporting. 'Now that's the way to get off on the right foot.' He rolled his eyes, pulled the leather coat around himself, and shifted his weight uncomfortably at the sudden lack of room in his pants. The rest of the trip to their class was in relative silence, only a few sentences were spoken. ' When the hell is he gonna say something?' Buffy thought, fretting with the edge of her sweater. 'I mean, he gets all comfy when he's reading the schedule, then he just goes into this TRANCE!' She let out an angry breath, getting Spike's attention. "Somethin' wrong, luv?" He tilted his head towards her in confusion. "Oh no, everything's fine. This is me, I'll see you later though, ok?" She went to turn the doorknob but Spike grabbed her arm. 'It's now or never, mate.' He pulled Buffy to him, covering her mouth with his in a passionate kiss. 'Soft, soft lips.he tastes so good.' She squeaked at the impulsiveness of it, then relaxed as his tongue gently danced across the seam of her lips, asking for entrance. She opened her mouth and his tongue slipped inside and moaned softly as his tongue began to languidly caress hers. He pulled back before Buffy's brain could register, leaving her flushed and speechless. "Let's go then." He grinned. "Oh, and a word of advice, sit in the back." Without giving her a moment to answer, the door was opened and shut behind them.
"So, did you meet any of your professors yet?" He asked as soon as they were out of earshot of Buffy's band of friends. "No, not yet. But I have." Pausing to take a slip of paper out of her bag. "Kennedy, Wood, Giles and.Calendar." She smiled up at him, a 'Please let them be normal' look on her face. He smirked and moved behind her, leaning over her shoulder, taking the piece of paper from her hands, which were trembling slightly. "Depends on what class they're teachin', luv." His warm breath tickled her ear and she had trouble focusing on the schedule with this, this, man so close to her. "Really?" She whispered, almost inaudibly. His breath continued to warm her neck and his arms tightened around her, savoring the closeness. He swallowed. "Yeah, se if you've got Calendar for computers, then you're fine, she's great." He took a deep breath. If she kept wiggling against him like that then she would see just how much she affected him. The smell of vanilla in her hair was intoxicating and it was all he could do not to kiss her senseless right there. 'What are you doing? Known the bloody bint for a day and you're already fantasizing about her!' a"We better get going." He slowly backed away from her, so she wouldn't notice the raging hard on he was sporting. 'Now that's the way to get off on the right foot.' He rolled his eyes, pulled the leather coat around himself, and shifted his weight uncomfortably at the sudden lack of room in his pants. The rest of the trip to their class was in relative silence, only a few sentences were spoken. ' When the hell is he gonna say something?' Buffy thought, fretting with the edge of her sweater. 'I mean, he gets all comfy when he's reading the schedule, then he just goes into this TRANCE!' She let out an angry breath, getting Spike's attention. "Somethin' wrong, luv?" He tilted his head towards her in confusion. "Oh no, everything's fine. This is me, I'll see you later though, ok?" She went to turn the doorknob but Spike grabbed her arm. 'It's now or never, mate.' He pulled Buffy to him, covering her mouth with his in a passionate kiss. 'Soft, soft lips.he tastes so good.' She squeaked at the impulsiveness of it, then relaxed as his tongue gently danced across the seam of her lips, asking for entrance. She opened her mouth and his tongue slipped inside and moaned softly as his tongue began to languidly caress hers. He pulled back before Buffy's brain could register, leaving her flushed and speechless. "Let's go then." He grinned. "Oh, and a word of advice, sit in the back." Without giving her a moment to answer, the door was opened and shut behind them.