Author: Bitten And Staked
Title: City of Angels - Chapter Nine - Sleeping arrangements.
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Summary: Buffy and Spike settle into the annex together and Spike gets a little surprise when he finds out he won't be sleeping on the couch.
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 9 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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"Buffy, William." Buffys stepmother grabbed them both in a hug, Spike surmised she must only be just the other side of thirty and that Buffys dad looked to be pushing fifty.
"Hello." Spike gave her his best 'I don't want to eat you' smile.
"Buffy, we're going to put you in the annex we've just built. It's better than the guesthouse as you'll have some privacy but you'll still be able to get into the house at night. Dawn, you can choose a room upstairs." Hank pointed out the way to the annex for Buffy and then took Dawn upstairs.
"Best get the stuff out the car pet, before the sun… um, yeah." Spike walked out the house and down the slope to the car.
"Interesting young man Buffy. Although a little pale." Her stepmother Jane smiled at her.
Buffy was watching him from the window as he took the bags from the trunk. He managed to do everything with such an air of attitude that she started wondering if he could keep it up forever. Can you run out of attitude?
"He's sunlight challenged." Buffy echoed Spikes earlier words about his daylight status.
"Excuse me?" Jane looked confused at her as Buffy turned back into the room and taking her arm Jane led Buffy to the annex.
"Sorry, I meant he has this skin thing, really sensitive to sunlight. Goes crispy critter dead quickly." Buffy closed her eyes and hoped it would pass as an excuse.
"Poor dear. Still, I think his pallor suits him." Jane touched Buffy on the arm. "You both look tired. Hank would like to go out to dinner tonight and we wouldn't want you two falling asleep."
"No danger of me falling asleep at night." Spike dropped the suitcases inside the door of the annex and grinned mischievously at Buffy.
"How did you find us?" Jane stepped up to him where he stood by the door.
"Great sense of smell, Buffys scent is unique in this house. Pretty easy to find her." He raised an eyebrow at Buffy who scowled at him.
"I'll leave you two alone now. Tonight remember. Nice to meet you William." With that she turned and shut the door behind her.
"Spike!" Buffy threw a pillow from the couch at him.
"Bloody hell Buffy." He raised his arm in front of his face to protect himself.
"You couldn't just say that you saw us heading this way?"
"Alright, point noted. You know you aren't meant to beat your love to a pulp." He expected her to retaliate with her usual 'I'm not your love' but she just flopped onto the couch.
"Mini fridge." Spike grabbed his cool box and started stacking his bags of blood into the fridge.
When he was done he walked into the next room and threw himself face down onto the bed. "Bloody knackered."
"Spike."
"Yes pet?"
"Let's talk sleeping arrangements."
He rolled over to see her standing in the doorway, arms folded.
"I'll take the couch then." He sat up but Buffy shook her head.
"Yeah and one of the parental units comes in one morning to find you sleeping there? That won't look good." She didn't look happy.
"Is voyeurism a Summers thing?" Spike grinned at her as he took a boot off and threw it to one side.
"We sleep in the bed… together. On one condition." Buffy had come to stand in front of him and she felt her heart beat quicken at his proximity, her blood screamed vampire.
Spike stopped mid bootlace and looked up at her with a face full of surprise and confusion, his knees felt weak.
"When did you change your mind and what's the condition for sleeping next to you?" His confused look evaporated and was replaced with a wicked one as naughty little thoughts crossed his mind.
"No change of mind, the condition is neither of us will be naked and there will be no hanky panky. Other than that it's all good." Buffy felt like jelly inside as she tried to sound confident, maybe it was a bad idea.
"You're going to sleep next to me, in your undies and all I have to do is try not to shag you? Sounds too easy." Spikes eyes narrowed in suspicion.
Buffy pulled a stake out from behind her back. "You try anything and Mr Pointy will be your new best friend."
"Little kinky pet, but I don't sleep well with sharp wooden objects in the room." Spike struggled to hide the fear crossing his features, this was their constant game will she stake him or won't she?
Buffy inched closer to him and ran her finger along his scarred eyebrow. His eyes didn't leave the stake in her hand, she was puzzling him beyond all measure. She could practically feel his unease about the situation reverberate through her body.
"I haven't staked you yet and I'm not about to, but you try anything I don't want and you've asked for it." She threw the stake to the right side of the bed. "And I always sleep on the right."
"Lose the stake. I have a chip that will let me know if you don't like the situation."
Buffy rounded the bed and placed the stake in the drawer of the bedside cabinet, something shrieked in her head that she was on dangerous ground that things were getting too comfortable.