He sat with her drunkenly telling her about the way things used to be.  He could smell her fear and her arousal.  It was assaulting him in a way he never imagined.  He put his mouth to her neck and she tilted it slightly to allow him to taste her.   She tilted her neck, imagining how much it would hurt.  Tears sprang from the ducks in her eyes as she thought of those she would be leaving.  Her friends, Oz and Xander. 'Oh God she couldn't do this.'  She pushed Spike away and looked at him. 'Afterlife with Spike?  Huh.'