Author: Bitten And Staked
Title: City of Angels - Chapter Six - First kiss.
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Summary: Dawn forces Buffy and Spike into practising their kissing so they'll convince their dad. Buffy gets a little carried away.
Timeline: set in between season 5 and 6, in my alternate world where Buffy didn't die. Spike's crypt is trashed during the final showdown and Dawn convinces Buffy to let him stay since he protected them both.
Series: Part 6 of ?
Pairing: Buffy and Spike. Romance, love and nooky.
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: everyone else owns Buffy and all associated with her.
Feedback: always welcome so email me - webmaster@talesoftheslayer.com
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The next day was spent in packing up all the stuff they were taking to LA, Buffy had insisted on getting Spike some more shirts and jeans. He had forced a promise out of her that they would be his style and not hers, he was pleasantly surprised when she came back with bags full of dark coloured shirts and some new black jeans.
"Spike, about the car."
He turned to look at her from the suitcase he was packing in his room.
"What about it?"
"Is it stolen?" Buffy got straight to the point.
"Bought it a few years ago. Happy?" Spike huffed as he threw more clothes into his already overflowing suitcase.
"Yes." She said quietly then noticed his packing. "No. That is so going to ruin all those things I got you, here let me." She pushed him to one side and started repacking his bags.
Dawn laughed from the doorway at the sight of Spike looking bemused on the bed and Buffy folding his clothes.
"This is going to be so cool. LA with you guys, can we go to some clubs? And like the cinema with all the little stars outside?"
"Maybe." Buffy continued packing the bag.
"So have you guys practised the ugly girlfriend boyfriend stuff yet?"
They both looked quizzically at her.
"Dad is so going to know that you've never kissed before if you don't have a test run to get the whole fumbly thing over with."
"Dawn, we've kissed before." Buffy didn't break her stride as she packed the second bag.
"Ooh! When?" Dawns face lit up with interested.
"When we were under a spell." She allowed herself a sideward glance at Spike.
"Spell schmell, how can you remember what it's like, it was over a year ago. C'mon practice it'll be cool. I'll tell you if you're convincing."
"Dawn!" They both shouted at her in unison.
"Voyeuristic tendencies must be a Summers thing." Spike added and Buffy blushed, Dawn looked confused.
"I'm not leaving for LA until you two kiss." She folded her arms and leant against the doorframe resolutely.
"Fine!" Buffy slammed the lid of the suitcase shut and looked at Spike. "Come here then."
Spike stood up in front of her a feeling of nervousness threatening to overwhelm him, Buffy told herself it was just a quick kiss and it meant nothing. She wrapped her arms about Spikes neck and started a little when his hands encircled her waist. Taking a deep breath she moved her lips up to his and tilted her head a little, she closed her eyes as their mouths touched.
Something inside her stomach became tight as he brushed her lips with his, she couldn't resist the excuse to just see what it was really like, after all it had to be convincing.
She parted her lips slightly and allowed her tongue to run along his top lip then brush lightly over his teeth. Spike growled into her mouth and pulled her up flush against him, for once Buffy let go. She sucked his bottom lip into her mouth and then forced her tongue in between his teeth and into his cold mouth. Spike responded instantly by tackling her warm soft tongue with his and then plundering her mouth with it. He licked the roof of her mouth and Buffy let out a small moan, it was then she realised it was getting out of control.
She pulled back and saw Dawn standing at the doorway with her jaw almost touching the floor. Buffy blushed a violent red colour and looked up at Spike who was visibly panting. His eyes burned into hers with such passion that she regretted giving into temptation, but for only a minute. The warmth in her stomach made her forget about the fact it was probably a bad move. They had both visibly and audibly enjoyed it.
"So niblet?" Spike was the first to talk.
"You kiss like that in front of dad you will so have to marry her. Kinda intense looking, I'm so grossed out now I'm actually going to pack." With that she left them standing there alone.
"I got carried away." Buffy fidgeted with the strap of the suitcase and cursed it a few times.
"You and me both pet. You think it was good?" Spike smiled at how embarrassed she was.
"It was damn good. Hot." She fanned herself with her hand.
"I meant, you think it would convince your old man?"
"Oh, yeah. That's so what I meant." Buffy placed her hand over her mouth in humiliation and left the room quickly.
Spike looked at his neatly packed bags and then flopped onto the bed letting his eyes close as he replayed the memory of kissing Buffy over and over again in his head. He heard the shower in the next room come on and a grin spread across his face. Wicked Buffy.