"I like this," he whispered, making her ear tickle with his sexy accent.
She frowned and stared into his eyes. "Spike, we can't-we can't do this,"
she said her eyes watering, but Spike didn't notice it. "What do you mean,
love?" She sighed and pulled away. "Us. We can't have an us." His features
got confused and his heart felt like it was going to shatter. "What?" She
put on a plastic smile. "It's just that." She paused and looked away, "I'm
sorry, William." She closed her eyes and walked away.
"What do you bloody mean?" he asked, his voice overflowing with emotion. She turned around and exposed the tears from her face. She wished it could be easier. "You-You deserve someone better than me. Someone who isn't afraid of your touch. Who can give you your needs, with out being terrified. Someone who can make you happy." He looked incredulous. "Buffy, you make me happy. When I am around you-I have never been so blissful in my sodding life! It's because of you!" He held her face in his hands. "I need you Buffy. The last weeks was the worst week of my life with out you. I'm drowning in you, Summers! I'm drowning and you 're the only one to save me."
She couldn't breathe and her legs felt faint. Even though her eyes let out tears, she smiled and hugged Spike. "Thank you. Thank you," she repeated. She grabbed his face and pulled it close to hers. The kiss started slow and gentle, but became passionate and loving. The need to breathe reluctantly was granted as the two pulled away from each other, panting. They placed their foreheads together and smiled.
"Now what did Harmony bloody say about me?" he asked while pulling Buffy close to him. They were sitting on the couch at Giles. Buffy was in Spike's shirt, while Spike was just in his sweat pants. Home from the dance, they were both tired and sleepy. "This is like the thousandth time I have told you. I know it hurts your manliness and your male ego, but can't you just get over it all ready?" Spike put his hand over her shoulders put his head on her chest. "Nope. Can't." She sighed. "She said that she already used you up and that you were too damn clingy. But she said that you were wild in bed. And that I get her trash." She smiled, "But your such cute trash." He kissed her again, slipping his tongue past her lips. She broke away fast. "Sorry, it-it was just- I'm-I'm not ready for that yet," she said biting her lip. "It's okay. I understand." He kissed her on the forehead, and they drifted off to sleep, in each other's arms.
"I still don't bloody know why you won't tell your mom," Spike said slightly annoyed that his girlfriend of three weeks wouldn't tell her mother about them. "I'm sorry sweetie. I am not one bit ashamed of you; it's more of an 'I don't know if my mom can handle her daughter dating a boy'. Now that I think of it, at least I am not gay. I wonder if that is how I should open the statement. 'Mom, just be thankful I am not gay!'" she said while combing her hair. "It's okay love. I understand why you haven't told her, but I just want to shout it on the bloody rooftops and other nancy boy things like that. " She smiled. "I know ya' do. The time will come sooner or later. I am thinking of my birthday that way, she couldn't really get that mad at me, ya know?" He thought for a moment. "Guess so, pet. Don't know how anyone could get mad at ya' though. Your so bloody cute!"
"What do you bloody mean?" he asked, his voice overflowing with emotion. She turned around and exposed the tears from her face. She wished it could be easier. "You-You deserve someone better than me. Someone who isn't afraid of your touch. Who can give you your needs, with out being terrified. Someone who can make you happy." He looked incredulous. "Buffy, you make me happy. When I am around you-I have never been so blissful in my sodding life! It's because of you!" He held her face in his hands. "I need you Buffy. The last weeks was the worst week of my life with out you. I'm drowning in you, Summers! I'm drowning and you 're the only one to save me."
She couldn't breathe and her legs felt faint. Even though her eyes let out tears, she smiled and hugged Spike. "Thank you. Thank you," she repeated. She grabbed his face and pulled it close to hers. The kiss started slow and gentle, but became passionate and loving. The need to breathe reluctantly was granted as the two pulled away from each other, panting. They placed their foreheads together and smiled.
"Now what did Harmony bloody say about me?" he asked while pulling Buffy close to him. They were sitting on the couch at Giles. Buffy was in Spike's shirt, while Spike was just in his sweat pants. Home from the dance, they were both tired and sleepy. "This is like the thousandth time I have told you. I know it hurts your manliness and your male ego, but can't you just get over it all ready?" Spike put his hand over her shoulders put his head on her chest. "Nope. Can't." She sighed. "She said that she already used you up and that you were too damn clingy. But she said that you were wild in bed. And that I get her trash." She smiled, "But your such cute trash." He kissed her again, slipping his tongue past her lips. She broke away fast. "Sorry, it-it was just- I'm-I'm not ready for that yet," she said biting her lip. "It's okay. I understand." He kissed her on the forehead, and they drifted off to sleep, in each other's arms.
"I still don't bloody know why you won't tell your mom," Spike said slightly annoyed that his girlfriend of three weeks wouldn't tell her mother about them. "I'm sorry sweetie. I am not one bit ashamed of you; it's more of an 'I don't know if my mom can handle her daughter dating a boy'. Now that I think of it, at least I am not gay. I wonder if that is how I should open the statement. 'Mom, just be thankful I am not gay!'" she said while combing her hair. "It's okay love. I understand why you haven't told her, but I just want to shout it on the bloody rooftops and other nancy boy things like that. " She smiled. "I know ya' do. The time will come sooner or later. I am thinking of my birthday that way, she couldn't really get that mad at me, ya know?" He thought for a moment. "Guess so, pet. Don't know how anyone could get mad at ya' though. Your so bloody cute!"