Sleep On It
A/N: Hey! Wow thanks to all who reviewed!! lol. But without any further adu, I give you.....
Disclaimer: I am ordering a Spikebot, and many have said they want one too. Fine...I'll share lol. Especially if you leave a really nice review!But for now, Joss is God.
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: Buffy Summers-a fresh upcoming model in the business is hired to do an intimate photo- shoot with Spike Johnson, the hottest thing in music. They will be queen and king of the year...but does hatred and desire turn them into the couple of the year? B/S
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'Oh, boy. Okay, calm down Buffy. Its just a club, with your hot co-star, whom you kissed about a mere hour or so ago. No big deal. Maybe I should just chicken out?No, that would be too evident.Damn!' Buffy thought as Willow appeared out of Buffy's room dressed in her sassy dress she bought today.
"What do you think? Is it overkill? Should I just go and put on some jeans and a-" Willow said looking at herself in the mirror. Buffy cut in, filling her friend with confidence.
" Wills, you look fabulous! Watch out Madonna, theres a new diva in town." Buffy said squeezing her shoulder for support. Willow smiled.
"Not as half as beautiful as you." Her friend side stepped and pulled her into the reflection.
Buffy had put on her short black dress, and applied her dark eye make up perfectly to match her attire. She chose a simple silver chain hanging just before her dress began. She added glitter to her California tan skin, and did her hair in a light bounce. She did look good. But why had she gone the extra ten miles tonight? She didn't even answer that question.
"Thanks. Are you ready for a Cinderella night at the ball? Well except.... its a raging club with noise and music and such.....but still." Buffy laughed at her own joke. Her stomach wrapped in knots was making her hard to stand still.
"Yup. Come on." Willow said as they made their way down to the car. Willow managed to phone Spike earlier and tell him when they would be leaving. He said he had to go early to do a bands rehearsal and such.
As Buffy began to drive Willow filled the air with small talk. " What is Spike's band called?" Willow asked interested. Buffy tried to remember the name, until she pin-pointed it.
"Screaming Silence......don't ask, I didn't." Buffy added amused by her friends stare. They arrived a short time after, a few minutes or so. The place looked big, and full of people. It reminded her of this original club back home. Her and Willow exited the car and walked up the pavement in the cold air.
When they entered, a lot of people were already there, and bustling about, swaying to the deep rock music. Everyone had smiles plastered on their faces and everyone seemed to love the music...it was entertaining.
"Oh, there! Look an empty table!" Willow shouted, and grabbed her friends hand and dragged her to the spot. It was conviently in the middle of the front, so they could see the band. They each shrugged off their long coats and sat down.
"Thirsty?" Willow asked as Buffy nodded.
" Do you mind?" Buffy asked as Willow smiled.
" No, I'll be back in a minute. Coke or..." Willow trailed off.
" Cokes fine, thanks." Buffy said as her friend walked off towards the bar, at the side of them.
Buffys thoughts were all brought to a halt as her gaze fell on the stage to Spike. He was singing, and smiling, and occasionally laughing at the crowds screams and cheers. He...glowed with a certain fun, sexy quality. She bit back her open- mouthed stare as his eyes fell on hers sedutively. He just ended a song, and was beginning a new one. Somehow, seeming to sing it to just her.She listened more closely to the words.
'Are we done now
Or is this for good
Will there be something in time
With us there should'
Thank goodness Willow came with that drink right then, because her mouth had run dry staring. How did he make her always do that?! Now she grabbed at the drink hungrily and took a long drink from it, before she had put it down, and dared to look back up.
'Only girl for me is you
There can be no other one
If I didn't have faith I would come undone.'
"Their good." Willow said open eyed at them. Buffy shook her head rapidly.
"Yeah." Buffy managed to say, never tearing her stare away from his. Good? Hell, they were...magnificent! His piercing glare held hers more powerfully now, and as she seemed to be begging him to drop his stare, he didn't, not for one minute. She tried willingly to break the magnetism, but couldn't seem to break it away.
'So much promise in your eyes
Seems that I can only see
It always makes me wonder
If you save it all for me.'
'Oh geez. Just look away! Look away! At anything, Willow, her drink, another human being for crying out loud!' But she didn't dare look away as he began up again, only this time, his voice huskily low, seductively dangerous.
'Maybe you do
Maybe you don't
Maybe you should
Probably won't.'
"Want to dance?" Willow asked her as she fought to look at her, and succeded. She smiled at the brilliant idea.
"Sure! Come on." Buffy said grabbing her hand and leading her out to the floor, not turning to meet Spike's glare again. But somehow she felt his dark stare was burning through her again as Buffy and Willow started swaying to the beat.
'Because there will be....
There will be other guys
Who will whisper in your ear
Say they'll take away your sadness
And your fears.'
By this time, a sworm of three males had occupied themselves around Buffy and Willow. Buffy started dancing slower, with more than one erotic movement, that she knew, she felt Spike was watching. And somehow, it gave her some form of satisfaction to know he was there, his eyes still piercing hers, when she managed to look up and allow it. Was she making him jealous? Did she want him to be? She looked up briefly and saw a hint of amusement and playfullness in his eyes and voice.
'They may be kind and true
They may be good for you
But they'll never care for you
More than I do.'
She smiled weakly as she told her friend she needed a break. Possibley a few hundred breaths. Or a cold shower. She didn't strain her mind to make a decision and seemed to be relaxed.
'I'll be always there
There to the end
I can't do much
But be your one true friend.'
Willow seems to be having a good time, Buffy thought as she glanced toward her smiling friend. The crowd started to shout things, mostly the female population, and making all of the band members smirk. Spike,however, didn't seem to be focused on them, but was having a fun time watching her and playing his heart out. He gripped the microphone close to him now.
'To the end
Through the end
Our lives to spend
With eachother till the end
Of time...'
So he can sing? Big deal. Okay, he can sing very well. Sexy,cool infact. But what does that tell you about a man? Nothing. Although to some he might seem...attractive whilst doing so. Okay so hes handsomely attractive! So what?!
'Still see the promise in your eyes
And still wonder if its for me
But I know it's still there
Even when you sleep
So I say, good night sweet girl.'
And the song came to a conclusion as someones voice sounded a break, and a record came on and the fast past movements picked up everyone around her, intensifying the heat. Much more hot than outside. She looked up, but she didn't see Spike on stage. Did he go to the back? But her question was answered once she heard a deep English accent behind her, and then he took a seat.
"You liked it?" He asked amused still by her. She smiled and nodded.
"You sing very well." She managed to say. He was close to her, much too close, that left little to the imagination.
"One hopes thats not the only thing I do well." Spike smirked, as his comment caused her to blush. Her cheeks filled a rosy pink, as they filled with heat. 'Damn him!' She thought through her smile. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of letting him see the effect of him on her.
"I liked the song." Buffy said after a few pauses, and she fought back lame comments, and that had been the only one that escaped her lips.
"I know." He said smoothly. 'Okay, now he was just persisting her! Throwing the ball in her court purposely again. Two can play at that.' She thought before he added, "I saw you dance."
"I know." And then with a quick draw of breath, some nerves. 'Ha! Take that!' She grinned.
" Oh. Well how long until you have to go back on?" Buffy asked.
" As long as I choose to stay next to you." He answered evenly. 'Was he flirting with her?! Surely no, or yes!'
" How long do you presume that to be?" She asked, faking an annoyed balanced tone.
" Red seems to be enjoying herself, doesn't she?" Spike said, not really questioning it, and obviously ignoring her comment. He averted both their attention to the red head who was still dancing with a guy.
"Yeah."
Spike didn't hesitate another minute as he pulled Buffy up from her seat and trailed off to the spot next to her friend. Shed didn't even protest to his touch as he pulled her into him more, his hands resting at her waist. It was now a sort of fast song playing on the c.d now.
Willow beamed Buffy a wicked smile as Buffy couldn't resist to smile back. She knew Willow would be asking her questions, and knew what her toothed smile was implying, but didnt bother to correct her. Besides, it was just dancing. And she spotted other band members enjoying themselves too. No biggy.
And as Spike pulled her into him a little more, her thoughts got interrupted by his hard, lean muscular body clinging to her. She molded into him and the rythm as the beat quickened. She felt him draw her out, and in again. They swayed and dipped and turned very fluidly. Some people formed around them and watched in awe and jealousy of her. 'I guess they would be. Considering it was his bands' gig and she was dancing with the lead singer and guitarist.' But she didn't care. It seemed that much more tempting to her. And all the females were throwing her daggers in their faces.
Plus, his touch was so warm, and the smell of him filled her senses and sent shivers and heat riding through her veins at the same time. As feeling his breath on her skin was intoxicating her. Just as the song had ended, a band member came rushing up to the couple.
" Spike, man, come on. Were on. The crowd will start throwing glass in a minute." The man said to Spike.
" Parker Buffy, Buffy Parker.' He introduced them. Parker flashed Buffy a second smile and then gripped Spike's arm.
" Charmed, come on! I swear if your hot head doesn't get up there in two seconds-" Parker warned before rushing back on the stage.
" Love to stay,pet. But duty calls." Spike said as he brushed a soft kiss on her cheek before running and jumping back up on the stage, excitedly, ecstasy filling him as he started to play.
Buffy stood there for a moment, shocked and flattered at the same time, like and hate, water and fire to say, and she hid her smile as she ducked her head to the floor for a second. 'Wait! No, no, no! He just...he kissed me again? Well slightly polite, and on the cheek, but nonetheless a kiss. Oh boy! He probably just did that....becuase.... well she didn't why exactly, but she didn't like it! Perhaps she loved it, but no! They couldn't get....envolved! They were co-workers! For the next few weeks! Just that!' Her mind screamed at her.
" Smitten?" Willow said as her hand went on Buffys shoulder.
" No! That was just...polite." Buffy mumbled. Willow shook her head disbelieving.
" Sure..." Willow dragged as Buffy seemed to be getting redder.
"Who was your guy?" Buffy asked as she indicated him. Willow beamed.
" His name is Oz. Really cute and cool. He asked me out for tomorrow!" Will almost screamed.
" Thats great for you, Will. Congratz." Buffy smiled as she hugged her.
" I know! This is so great!" Willow said as she walked back over to the small man again.
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About a half hour later, Buffy managed to guzzle down her share of liquid. The band had just finished playing a few minutes ago, and had packed up there equipment. Buffy was bored out of her mind, and her thoughts were beginning to dirve her crazy. Willow was still chatting it up with the guy Oz. She felt completely bored and tired. A yawn escaped from her mouth as a figure made its way towards her.
"Ello,luv. Miss me?" Spike's flashing smirk came afterwards. She smacked her head down on the table hard at that point with a respected BAM. Spike looked at her like she was insane. "Are you okay,luv? Had too much to bloody drink?" At that, she repeatedly smacked her head again and again.
" I'm not drunk. I'm fine." Buffy said as she never lifted her head up.
" If you consider fine giving yourself a head concusion, then I'd be scared to see your definition for bad." Spike joked.
" I'm tired, had too much of saturated beverages for one night, and my best friend is all la-la with the guy and left me here, and I don't feel too good." Buffy pouted as Spike lifted her chin up, so his eyes met hers warmly, and the pout disappeared.
" Do you want to go back to the hotel?" He asked heartedly. She shook her head 'yes.'
" Then I'll take you back." He added softly as she grew a confused expression.
" Why?" She asked.
" Your tired, and need to get home to bed. I don't mind taking you. 'Sides I was heading back sooner or later." Spike said as she wrenched herself out of his touch.
" Thats very nice of you, but -" Buffy began but he cut her off.
" No buts. Come on. I'll tell Red." Spike said as she tried to get form her weakened knees that were sore.
" Thanks." She said as he came around to her and lifted her up to him merely and placed her down.
" My pleasure. Come on, Goldilocks." Spike said soothingly as Willow just appeared.
"Buffy?Whats wrong?" Willow asked worriedly.
" Nothing, I'm fine. Spike's just taking me back to the hotel." Buffy said.
" Oh, well I can take you, I can leave." Willow said.
" No, its fine. Stay for a bit longer. Here's the keys to my car." Buffy said handing them to her.
" Okay. Well feel better. Thanks." Willow said as Spike and Buffy walked out of the room.
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"So I take it your not a big party girl?" Spike smirked once they were in the flow of traffic.
" Lets see.....no. Don't get me wrong, Buffy can party hardy and get down with her bad self, but at 4:00 in the morning, I draw the line." Buffy said glancing at his car clock. He let out a soft laugh.
" Ah, I see. " He said half mocking her.
" How long do *you* usually stay out till ,hmm?" She shot back.
" Depends." Spike concluded. She raised her brows up.
" On what?...." She asked.
" Well it depends if I black out from being drunk, or if the gig's or concerts have after parties, which they most likely do." Spike informed her. She rolled her eyes.
" In that case, I'm glad your the musician, and I'm the model." Buffy laughed.
" Yeah, cause' I don't think I'd look too good in those fru-fru outfits and what not." Spike joked.
" Compare that to leather and tattoos I'd say I worship those fru-fru outfits." Buffy said.
" Oh, I don't know. You'd look good in leather." Spike smirked. Buffy smiled.
" Well thats something you'll never get to find out." Buffy mocked.
" Maybe." Spike said devilishly. She hit him on th arm once they were in the building.
" Your impossible." Buffy informed him.
" And don't you love it?" Spike smirked.
" No, not really." Buffy said playfully.
They walked out of the elevator and stopped right outside Buffy's door. She was beginning to motion to open it, but turned and looked at Spike, who was smiling at her.
"What?" She asked, grinning back at him.
"This."
He inched up closer to her, and slowly, ever so slowly, made his way down to her.
'Oh no! Hes going to kiss you! Uh...run inside, hit him, say something! Move! For crying out loud MOVE!" Buffy screamed at herself but made no movement. And wasn't about to stop him.
'What am I doing?! Stop Spike! Shes Buffy! Uh..run away, say something, stop! Move! For crying out loud don't kiss her!!' But he didn't stop himself.
His lips brushed against hers slowly. Then with more force crushing onto them passionately. The kiss became erotic and seductively slow, to full of passion and desire. She returned kiss by kiss, and her hands slowly made their way linked around his neck gently. His hands automatically went around her waist, pulling her into him more.
Her body molded into him as he raised her up to his height. Then they swayed back, her back against the door for support. He made his way to the hollow of her neck and then back on her lips, hungry for more. She let a soft moan escape deep in her throat, as he pulled away. Both shocked and breathless, gaping at the air.
There was a long pause.
" Uh....I have to get....inside." Buffy said as he took a step back from her dazed. He shook his head like crazy.
"Yeah......me...too. Also inside."Spike said as she shook her head.
" Okay, good. Bye." She said as she shut the door behind her.
'OH MY!!! Oh no, no, no!!! This, that, couldn't happen! But it did....oh,boy did it happen!' She smacked her head worriedly.
She now knew three things. One- she was confused, and worried at the same time. Two, she didn't know how she was going to face Spike again. And three- that was the best kiss she ever had! She thought as she made her way towards her room, her finger tracing her swollen lip.
She knew she had a lot of things to work out in her head tonight. A lot of questions that were buzzing in her mind. She just needed to sleep on it.....if she could ever get to sleep. And to do that, she needed to get Spike out of her mind.
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TBC.....
A/N: Hey. Well sorry for the delay and such. Haha next chapter will be funnier, and have more Spuffyness. Especially thanks to everyone who requested the songs, and gave me lyrics. I appreciate it. But I decided to go with Goodnight Sweet Girl- Ghost of The Robot. Thanks!
Please Review!!
A/N: Hey! Wow thanks to all who reviewed!! lol. But without any further adu, I give you.....
Disclaimer: I am ordering a Spikebot, and many have said they want one too. Fine...I'll share lol. Especially if you leave a really nice review!But for now, Joss is God.
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: Buffy Summers-a fresh upcoming model in the business is hired to do an intimate photo- shoot with Spike Johnson, the hottest thing in music. They will be queen and king of the year...but does hatred and desire turn them into the couple of the year? B/S
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'Oh, boy. Okay, calm down Buffy. Its just a club, with your hot co-star, whom you kissed about a mere hour or so ago. No big deal. Maybe I should just chicken out?No, that would be too evident.Damn!' Buffy thought as Willow appeared out of Buffy's room dressed in her sassy dress she bought today.
"What do you think? Is it overkill? Should I just go and put on some jeans and a-" Willow said looking at herself in the mirror. Buffy cut in, filling her friend with confidence.
" Wills, you look fabulous! Watch out Madonna, theres a new diva in town." Buffy said squeezing her shoulder for support. Willow smiled.
"Not as half as beautiful as you." Her friend side stepped and pulled her into the reflection.
Buffy had put on her short black dress, and applied her dark eye make up perfectly to match her attire. She chose a simple silver chain hanging just before her dress began. She added glitter to her California tan skin, and did her hair in a light bounce. She did look good. But why had she gone the extra ten miles tonight? She didn't even answer that question.
"Thanks. Are you ready for a Cinderella night at the ball? Well except.... its a raging club with noise and music and such.....but still." Buffy laughed at her own joke. Her stomach wrapped in knots was making her hard to stand still.
"Yup. Come on." Willow said as they made their way down to the car. Willow managed to phone Spike earlier and tell him when they would be leaving. He said he had to go early to do a bands rehearsal and such.
As Buffy began to drive Willow filled the air with small talk. " What is Spike's band called?" Willow asked interested. Buffy tried to remember the name, until she pin-pointed it.
"Screaming Silence......don't ask, I didn't." Buffy added amused by her friends stare. They arrived a short time after, a few minutes or so. The place looked big, and full of people. It reminded her of this original club back home. Her and Willow exited the car and walked up the pavement in the cold air.
When they entered, a lot of people were already there, and bustling about, swaying to the deep rock music. Everyone had smiles plastered on their faces and everyone seemed to love the music...it was entertaining.
"Oh, there! Look an empty table!" Willow shouted, and grabbed her friends hand and dragged her to the spot. It was conviently in the middle of the front, so they could see the band. They each shrugged off their long coats and sat down.
"Thirsty?" Willow asked as Buffy nodded.
" Do you mind?" Buffy asked as Willow smiled.
" No, I'll be back in a minute. Coke or..." Willow trailed off.
" Cokes fine, thanks." Buffy said as her friend walked off towards the bar, at the side of them.
Buffys thoughts were all brought to a halt as her gaze fell on the stage to Spike. He was singing, and smiling, and occasionally laughing at the crowds screams and cheers. He...glowed with a certain fun, sexy quality. She bit back her open- mouthed stare as his eyes fell on hers sedutively. He just ended a song, and was beginning a new one. Somehow, seeming to sing it to just her.She listened more closely to the words.
'Are we done now
Or is this for good
Will there be something in time
With us there should'
Thank goodness Willow came with that drink right then, because her mouth had run dry staring. How did he make her always do that?! Now she grabbed at the drink hungrily and took a long drink from it, before she had put it down, and dared to look back up.
'Only girl for me is you
There can be no other one
If I didn't have faith I would come undone.'
"Their good." Willow said open eyed at them. Buffy shook her head rapidly.
"Yeah." Buffy managed to say, never tearing her stare away from his. Good? Hell, they were...magnificent! His piercing glare held hers more powerfully now, and as she seemed to be begging him to drop his stare, he didn't, not for one minute. She tried willingly to break the magnetism, but couldn't seem to break it away.
'So much promise in your eyes
Seems that I can only see
It always makes me wonder
If you save it all for me.'
'Oh geez. Just look away! Look away! At anything, Willow, her drink, another human being for crying out loud!' But she didn't dare look away as he began up again, only this time, his voice huskily low, seductively dangerous.
'Maybe you do
Maybe you don't
Maybe you should
Probably won't.'
"Want to dance?" Willow asked her as she fought to look at her, and succeded. She smiled at the brilliant idea.
"Sure! Come on." Buffy said grabbing her hand and leading her out to the floor, not turning to meet Spike's glare again. But somehow she felt his dark stare was burning through her again as Buffy and Willow started swaying to the beat.
'Because there will be....
There will be other guys
Who will whisper in your ear
Say they'll take away your sadness
And your fears.'
By this time, a sworm of three males had occupied themselves around Buffy and Willow. Buffy started dancing slower, with more than one erotic movement, that she knew, she felt Spike was watching. And somehow, it gave her some form of satisfaction to know he was there, his eyes still piercing hers, when she managed to look up and allow it. Was she making him jealous? Did she want him to be? She looked up briefly and saw a hint of amusement and playfullness in his eyes and voice.
'They may be kind and true
They may be good for you
But they'll never care for you
More than I do.'
She smiled weakly as she told her friend she needed a break. Possibley a few hundred breaths. Or a cold shower. She didn't strain her mind to make a decision and seemed to be relaxed.
'I'll be always there
There to the end
I can't do much
But be your one true friend.'
Willow seems to be having a good time, Buffy thought as she glanced toward her smiling friend. The crowd started to shout things, mostly the female population, and making all of the band members smirk. Spike,however, didn't seem to be focused on them, but was having a fun time watching her and playing his heart out. He gripped the microphone close to him now.
'To the end
Through the end
Our lives to spend
With eachother till the end
Of time...'
So he can sing? Big deal. Okay, he can sing very well. Sexy,cool infact. But what does that tell you about a man? Nothing. Although to some he might seem...attractive whilst doing so. Okay so hes handsomely attractive! So what?!
'Still see the promise in your eyes
And still wonder if its for me
But I know it's still there
Even when you sleep
So I say, good night sweet girl.'
And the song came to a conclusion as someones voice sounded a break, and a record came on and the fast past movements picked up everyone around her, intensifying the heat. Much more hot than outside. She looked up, but she didn't see Spike on stage. Did he go to the back? But her question was answered once she heard a deep English accent behind her, and then he took a seat.
"You liked it?" He asked amused still by her. She smiled and nodded.
"You sing very well." She managed to say. He was close to her, much too close, that left little to the imagination.
"One hopes thats not the only thing I do well." Spike smirked, as his comment caused her to blush. Her cheeks filled a rosy pink, as they filled with heat. 'Damn him!' She thought through her smile. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of letting him see the effect of him on her.
"I liked the song." Buffy said after a few pauses, and she fought back lame comments, and that had been the only one that escaped her lips.
"I know." He said smoothly. 'Okay, now he was just persisting her! Throwing the ball in her court purposely again. Two can play at that.' She thought before he added, "I saw you dance."
"I know." And then with a quick draw of breath, some nerves. 'Ha! Take that!' She grinned.
" Oh. Well how long until you have to go back on?" Buffy asked.
" As long as I choose to stay next to you." He answered evenly. 'Was he flirting with her?! Surely no, or yes!'
" How long do you presume that to be?" She asked, faking an annoyed balanced tone.
" Red seems to be enjoying herself, doesn't she?" Spike said, not really questioning it, and obviously ignoring her comment. He averted both their attention to the red head who was still dancing with a guy.
"Yeah."
Spike didn't hesitate another minute as he pulled Buffy up from her seat and trailed off to the spot next to her friend. Shed didn't even protest to his touch as he pulled her into him more, his hands resting at her waist. It was now a sort of fast song playing on the c.d now.
Willow beamed Buffy a wicked smile as Buffy couldn't resist to smile back. She knew Willow would be asking her questions, and knew what her toothed smile was implying, but didnt bother to correct her. Besides, it was just dancing. And she spotted other band members enjoying themselves too. No biggy.
And as Spike pulled her into him a little more, her thoughts got interrupted by his hard, lean muscular body clinging to her. She molded into him and the rythm as the beat quickened. She felt him draw her out, and in again. They swayed and dipped and turned very fluidly. Some people formed around them and watched in awe and jealousy of her. 'I guess they would be. Considering it was his bands' gig and she was dancing with the lead singer and guitarist.' But she didn't care. It seemed that much more tempting to her. And all the females were throwing her daggers in their faces.
Plus, his touch was so warm, and the smell of him filled her senses and sent shivers and heat riding through her veins at the same time. As feeling his breath on her skin was intoxicating her. Just as the song had ended, a band member came rushing up to the couple.
" Spike, man, come on. Were on. The crowd will start throwing glass in a minute." The man said to Spike.
" Parker Buffy, Buffy Parker.' He introduced them. Parker flashed Buffy a second smile and then gripped Spike's arm.
" Charmed, come on! I swear if your hot head doesn't get up there in two seconds-" Parker warned before rushing back on the stage.
" Love to stay,pet. But duty calls." Spike said as he brushed a soft kiss on her cheek before running and jumping back up on the stage, excitedly, ecstasy filling him as he started to play.
Buffy stood there for a moment, shocked and flattered at the same time, like and hate, water and fire to say, and she hid her smile as she ducked her head to the floor for a second. 'Wait! No, no, no! He just...he kissed me again? Well slightly polite, and on the cheek, but nonetheless a kiss. Oh boy! He probably just did that....becuase.... well she didn't why exactly, but she didn't like it! Perhaps she loved it, but no! They couldn't get....envolved! They were co-workers! For the next few weeks! Just that!' Her mind screamed at her.
" Smitten?" Willow said as her hand went on Buffys shoulder.
" No! That was just...polite." Buffy mumbled. Willow shook her head disbelieving.
" Sure..." Willow dragged as Buffy seemed to be getting redder.
"Who was your guy?" Buffy asked as she indicated him. Willow beamed.
" His name is Oz. Really cute and cool. He asked me out for tomorrow!" Will almost screamed.
" Thats great for you, Will. Congratz." Buffy smiled as she hugged her.
" I know! This is so great!" Willow said as she walked back over to the small man again.
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About a half hour later, Buffy managed to guzzle down her share of liquid. The band had just finished playing a few minutes ago, and had packed up there equipment. Buffy was bored out of her mind, and her thoughts were beginning to dirve her crazy. Willow was still chatting it up with the guy Oz. She felt completely bored and tired. A yawn escaped from her mouth as a figure made its way towards her.
"Ello,luv. Miss me?" Spike's flashing smirk came afterwards. She smacked her head down on the table hard at that point with a respected BAM. Spike looked at her like she was insane. "Are you okay,luv? Had too much to bloody drink?" At that, she repeatedly smacked her head again and again.
" I'm not drunk. I'm fine." Buffy said as she never lifted her head up.
" If you consider fine giving yourself a head concusion, then I'd be scared to see your definition for bad." Spike joked.
" I'm tired, had too much of saturated beverages for one night, and my best friend is all la-la with the guy and left me here, and I don't feel too good." Buffy pouted as Spike lifted her chin up, so his eyes met hers warmly, and the pout disappeared.
" Do you want to go back to the hotel?" He asked heartedly. She shook her head 'yes.'
" Then I'll take you back." He added softly as she grew a confused expression.
" Why?" She asked.
" Your tired, and need to get home to bed. I don't mind taking you. 'Sides I was heading back sooner or later." Spike said as she wrenched herself out of his touch.
" Thats very nice of you, but -" Buffy began but he cut her off.
" No buts. Come on. I'll tell Red." Spike said as she tried to get form her weakened knees that were sore.
" Thanks." She said as he came around to her and lifted her up to him merely and placed her down.
" My pleasure. Come on, Goldilocks." Spike said soothingly as Willow just appeared.
"Buffy?Whats wrong?" Willow asked worriedly.
" Nothing, I'm fine. Spike's just taking me back to the hotel." Buffy said.
" Oh, well I can take you, I can leave." Willow said.
" No, its fine. Stay for a bit longer. Here's the keys to my car." Buffy said handing them to her.
" Okay. Well feel better. Thanks." Willow said as Spike and Buffy walked out of the room.
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"So I take it your not a big party girl?" Spike smirked once they were in the flow of traffic.
" Lets see.....no. Don't get me wrong, Buffy can party hardy and get down with her bad self, but at 4:00 in the morning, I draw the line." Buffy said glancing at his car clock. He let out a soft laugh.
" Ah, I see. " He said half mocking her.
" How long do *you* usually stay out till ,hmm?" She shot back.
" Depends." Spike concluded. She raised her brows up.
" On what?...." She asked.
" Well it depends if I black out from being drunk, or if the gig's or concerts have after parties, which they most likely do." Spike informed her. She rolled her eyes.
" In that case, I'm glad your the musician, and I'm the model." Buffy laughed.
" Yeah, cause' I don't think I'd look too good in those fru-fru outfits and what not." Spike joked.
" Compare that to leather and tattoos I'd say I worship those fru-fru outfits." Buffy said.
" Oh, I don't know. You'd look good in leather." Spike smirked. Buffy smiled.
" Well thats something you'll never get to find out." Buffy mocked.
" Maybe." Spike said devilishly. She hit him on th arm once they were in the building.
" Your impossible." Buffy informed him.
" And don't you love it?" Spike smirked.
" No, not really." Buffy said playfully.
They walked out of the elevator and stopped right outside Buffy's door. She was beginning to motion to open it, but turned and looked at Spike, who was smiling at her.
"What?" She asked, grinning back at him.
"This."
He inched up closer to her, and slowly, ever so slowly, made his way down to her.
'Oh no! Hes going to kiss you! Uh...run inside, hit him, say something! Move! For crying out loud MOVE!" Buffy screamed at herself but made no movement. And wasn't about to stop him.
'What am I doing?! Stop Spike! Shes Buffy! Uh..run away, say something, stop! Move! For crying out loud don't kiss her!!' But he didn't stop himself.
His lips brushed against hers slowly. Then with more force crushing onto them passionately. The kiss became erotic and seductively slow, to full of passion and desire. She returned kiss by kiss, and her hands slowly made their way linked around his neck gently. His hands automatically went around her waist, pulling her into him more.
Her body molded into him as he raised her up to his height. Then they swayed back, her back against the door for support. He made his way to the hollow of her neck and then back on her lips, hungry for more. She let a soft moan escape deep in her throat, as he pulled away. Both shocked and breathless, gaping at the air.
There was a long pause.
" Uh....I have to get....inside." Buffy said as he took a step back from her dazed. He shook his head like crazy.
"Yeah......me...too. Also inside."Spike said as she shook her head.
" Okay, good. Bye." She said as she shut the door behind her.
'OH MY!!! Oh no, no, no!!! This, that, couldn't happen! But it did....oh,boy did it happen!' She smacked her head worriedly.
She now knew three things. One- she was confused, and worried at the same time. Two, she didn't know how she was going to face Spike again. And three- that was the best kiss she ever had! She thought as she made her way towards her room, her finger tracing her swollen lip.
She knew she had a lot of things to work out in her head tonight. A lot of questions that were buzzing in her mind. She just needed to sleep on it.....if she could ever get to sleep. And to do that, she needed to get Spike out of her mind.
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TBC.....
A/N: Hey. Well sorry for the delay and such. Haha next chapter will be funnier, and have more Spuffyness. Especially thanks to everyone who requested the songs, and gave me lyrics. I appreciate it. But I decided to go with Goodnight Sweet Girl- Ghost of The Robot. Thanks!
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