Sneaking

A/N: Wow thanks so much for all the reviews I'm getting! Keep em' coming! lol.

Rating: Pg13

Disclaimer: Don't own. Want to.

Summary: Buffy is forced to live with her moms friend Rupert Giles and his son Spike in England while shes in New York. What happens when the English badboy and American sweetheart take hatred and passion to a whole new level? B/S

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" I came to see if Spikey is home." Drusilla smirked looking inside to spot him. Buffy rolled her eyes.

" Spikey, is just about to leave." Buffy said immitating her.

" Where might that be?" Drusilla questioned.

" Static X. Were clubbing, my friends came in for a visit." Buffy informed her.

" Oh so there are more airheads like you? Great. Well I wouldn't mind a day out." Drusilla said inviting herself.

" Who the hell invited you? Besides, I'm surprised your out when the sun is up." Buffy spat wickedly.

" Public place. Tell Spike I'll save him a dance, like last time. Only, however, if you don't make a fool out of yourself first." Drusilla said hastily referring to Buffy's drunken stage and jealousy. Buffy slammed the door in her face and watched her walk away down the street.

" Who was that luv?" Spike said coming up behind her and resting his hands on waist.

" Evil black monster from hell. Shes going. If she even dares tries dancing with you then-" Buffy whispered in a fury.

" No sweat lamb. I'll be too busy with you." Spike said devilishly raising his eyebrows. Buffy smiled and leaned up to kiss him but saw Willow enter the room and she sighed and jumped off him.

" Hey guys. Were ready to go get our dance on." Willow said laughing at her own joke.

" Okay." Buffy said as she grabbed Spike's hand and made it outside a moment before the others. Just in time to hear Spike's remark.

" I want that kiss luv." He said playfully.

" Don't worry, you'll get that and more later." Buffy said hopping in his car. The rest followed.

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" Wow this place is so fab!" Cordelia said as they made their way to an open table sitting down.

" Yeah its so cool." Willow said looking at the live band playing.

" Oh I love this song. Would you like to dance Spike?" Cordelia said with her last effort. He looked at Buffy panickly.

" Uh...actually I was kind of going to sit this one out." Spike lied. Cordelia shrugged.

" Well hey, I'm not going to miss this. I'll be getting my groove on." Willow joked and walked up to the front of the stage and began to dance. Just then Drusilla walked over.

" Spikey want to dance?" Drusilla said smirking.

" No isn't a strong enough word Dru. Piss off." Spike snorted. Drusilla grabbed him by the hand into a corner. "What the bleeding hell Dru! I said no!" Spike yelled. She began to laugh.

" Naughty boy. Tisk' tisk'. Are you forgetting what I know?" Drusilla black-mailed.

" Bullocks. You wouldn't dare." Spike threatened.

" I would, and I will. Unless...however, you dance with me." Drusilla said. Spike glared around at Buffy. 'No he wouldn't hurt her, but he had to. She couldn't find out.' He walked over to their table.

" I...umm..er, I'm going to dance with Dru for a minute." Spike said plainly but depressing. Buffy shot out of her seat.

" What?!" She screamed in disbelief.

" I have to, I don't want to. Just...sorry." He whispered before walking onto the floor with Drusilla. Buffy clenched her fists and sat down. Angel grabbed the opportunity.

" So Buffy.. would you like to dance?" Angel asked extending his hand. She looked at Spike and Dru, and then glanced back to Angel. She didn't want to, but took it anyway. She needed to make Spike jealous.

Spike saw them walk out on the floor together. His jaw dropped. The fast song was playing and they were dancing close, too close for Spike to handle. He clecnched his fists in anger. Thats it, he decided. No. He wouldn't do this, not again. not now. When they've become so close. He pushed Dru away from him.

" I don't care anymore Dru! I'm not dancing with you!" He screamed and ran to the other couple dancing.

Spike grabbed Angel and flew him backwards, smashing on the floor hard into Drusilla who had followed Spike. Angel got up in a hurry.

" What the hell man?!" Angel shouted.

" Sorry peaches. We need to go." Spike said running off with Buffy in his hand onto the top balcony so they could talk in peace. They sat at a table.

" I can not believe you just did that!" Buffy shouted referring to their dance, and Angel.

" Well I had to. Drusilla has black-mail on me. I didn't want to hurt you, I would never want to hurt you Buffy." Spike said tenderly.

" I know. Whats the blackmail?" Buffy asked curious.

" I er...uh... write poetry. She knows a few. Stupid I know..but with my bloody image I didn't want you to think I was a wanker like..well...Angel." Spike said as they began to laugh easily. He knew he had just lied to her, but he didn't want to tell her the real black mail. Not now.

" No. I think its sweet. And I'm sorry for dancing with Angel just to get you jealous." Buffy admitted. He pulled her close into a soft, tender kiss before releasing.

" Well I think I deserve credit for that." Spike said pointing to Angel and Drusilla, who were now dancing together.

" I can't believe that!" Buffy said in amazement. Angel and Drusilla?! Wrong was not even the right word for it.

" Well do you want to dance?" Spike asked compassionately.

" Finally a dance with you? Are you sure I'm worthy enough?" Buffy joked as they walked down to the floor. Just as they stepped onto it, a slow song came on.

Buffy wrapped her arms around his neck and his hands on her waist. She rested her head on his chest, and all else fell.

She couldn't breathe right then. The scent of him sent her mind sprawling in all different places. His hand began to move from her petite waist up her back and riding over her curves and outlining the spots that made sent shivers down her body. She began to move her hands around his neck and down infront resting on his hard chest. He cringed at the touch of her. Smelling her hair, feeling her hands. A resistence was impossible.

" Buffy...?..." Spike breathed locking eyes with her.

" Spike." Buffy moaned more of a statement.

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When they arrived home everyone was beat, except of course, Spike and Buffy. Cordelia and Willow went upstairs to sleep fast, and Angel had almost collapsed on the floor before reaching the couch. Mr. Giles had already fallen asleep hours ago. Spike took Buffy down to his room, or better, their room...for now.

Spike had closed the door behind him. He walked down to her and grabbed her fiercely into a kiss. She could sense the want in his eyes, and she saw it coming. She wanted it to happen, and knew it was going to sooner or later. Best sooner..right?

Buffy returned the kiss with the same passion and fire he had given her moments before. He let out a slight groan deep from his chest as he moved kissing her neck. Her eyes widened at the sensation of him. She let him continue his work on her neck as she began to move her hands to his shirt feeling his back.

Spike stopped feeling her warm hands. She leaned up and captured his lips in a kiss. She wanted to be closer, needed to be. She didn't care if it was wrong, because it seemed so right. She knew from the first day she met him this would happen. Ever since she locked eyes with the bleached wonder. Was it fate?

Breaking away from the kiss for much needed air she could only whisper three words to seal it. As if expecting. "I want you." She spoke the words slowly and stumbled in his eyes of consentration upon her. He lifted her up and she came down on him, and could feel every inch of him. Could feel his breath on her skin. He trapped her between his arms, and rested on the wall for support in her movements.

She pulled his shirt off, as he worked on hers. Forcing herself up to his height, and on him. As they both made their way to the bed. ------------------------

A/N: Okay you know what happened there lol. I didn't want to get too much into it. . Also, right now I'm sick with a cold but I'll try to update soon. Please review! Thanks. And it only gets better from here...