AN: It's shorter than normal, and I know it took forever, but here it is.
More to come some day. I do promise to eventually finish this story out.
Chapter 17
Buffy spotted Drusilla towards the end of the meal, and couldn't keep her mind off the dark haired woman sitting just a few feet away. She had a feeling Will already knew, but she would be damned if she was going to mention it. Dinner had been a bit tense, but nothing really bad, and now that Buffy saw Drusilla, she knew what caused the tension.
Other then the tension, dinner had gone great. Buffy had even ditched her female tendencies to starve, and ordered a large slice of fudge brownie pie. Just as dessert came, and the couple was relaxing, Drusilla and Angel got up to leave.
Unbidden, Will's eye was drawn towards their table. He saw the glint in Dru's eye, and braced himself. They walked quite casually over to where Will and Buffy were cringing, and Drusilla stopped while Angel kept walking.
"William, my sweet, you really must call me soon. I've missed your company." Drusilla drawled in her lilting accent. She leaned over, and brushed a kiss on Will's cheek, and while Buffy was distracted by the kiss, Drusilla reached over and knocked over a full glass of red wine onto Buffy's pale yellow flowered dress.
Buffy felt the cold liquid dousing her front, and stood up, gasping. A bit away, Angel turned and looked at the table with an expected smirk on his face. He walked back as Buffy was busy trying to dab at the spreading stain.
"Drusilla, dear, you really ought to be more careful. Come, we've got things to do."
Will looked up with a scowl and shoved Drusilla away from him before rising to flag down a waiter. As Drusilla and Angel made their get away, however, Buffy stuck her foot in the middle of the walkway, and Drusilla went down hard and fast, and not entirely without noise. A loud screech filled the air, and stopped many of the people around them from talking and eating.
Heads swiveled in the direction of the two couples, and watched opened mouthed as the pretty young girl picked herself up off the floor, and the other one dabbed at the ruined dress.
*
Will was still laughing as they pulled in the parking lot nearly 20 minutes later. Buffy had calmed down fairly quick, especially after seeing the bright red blood pouring down Drusilla's face. They had, however, all been asked to leave the restaurant. As the two went into the front hall, they were laughing loud enough that a neighbor stuck his head out the door, and told them to quite down.
Still giggling, though quietly now, they made their way into the apartment. Xander looked up from the computer, and grinned at the two of them.
"What are you smoking? Don't you know that Buffy and drugs are unmixy?" Xander's voice was high pitched as he said the last line, and he fluttered his eyelashes for effect. Buffy rolled her eyes as she sat down on the sofa, and kicked her shoes off. Will shrugged and slid onto the seat next to her.
"We just had a good time, that's all. Nice innocent fun," Buffy told Xander while opening her eyes wide and smiling innocently.
"Innocent? You? I haven't bought that story in years." Xander snorted after stating what he thought was the obvious, and turned back to the computer. In their short time at the new place, Xander had quickly gotten addicted to the internet, and had since been spending any free time he could on it. It was a secret source of amusement to Buffy.
Will slowly linked his fingers through Buffy's, and tugged on her hand as he stood up. Blushing lightly, she stood with him, and they were soon disappearing down the short hall. Will stopped outside his room, and leaned into Buffy until her back was against the door. Her arms wound around Will's neck, and pulled him in for a searing kiss that had been needed for most of the night.
Will pressed against her body as he responded to her urgent kiss. His mouth pulled back as the air in his lungs began to burn. Will sucked in a deep breath, before his mouth was planted on her neck. As Buffy's eyes closed, her hand fumbled against the door, and finally found the knob. She gave it a quick turn before they went stumbling into the room.
Will pulled off of Buffy laughing as they crashed to the floor. Her own giggles soon followed as she sat up with an awkward and shy smile. With another quick intake of air, Will ducked his head to hers, and placed a soft kiss on her lips. When he pulled back, she was looking up at him with her eyes half lidded with desire. He sat back and shook his head slowly.
"Maybe we ought to take this a bit slower, pet." He sat back on his heels and watched her for a moment as uncertainty gripped his heart.
"Slower?" Buffy blinked, wondering where that had come from.
"It's just, the thing with Dru started fast, and I never got to know her, and I want to do this right and proper. Seeing that she-demon tonight showed me just how fast we went already." He looked up at her and waited for what felt like an eternity before she finally responded.
"I guess that's not a bad idea. It's usually the woman's idea, but not a bad one." Buffy and Will both laughed nervously. "And. I suppose that means I should be off to bed." Buffy pulled herself up, and straightened her clothes. Before she could change her mind, Buffy was out the door, and it shut with a soft click.
Chapter 17
Buffy spotted Drusilla towards the end of the meal, and couldn't keep her mind off the dark haired woman sitting just a few feet away. She had a feeling Will already knew, but she would be damned if she was going to mention it. Dinner had been a bit tense, but nothing really bad, and now that Buffy saw Drusilla, she knew what caused the tension.
Other then the tension, dinner had gone great. Buffy had even ditched her female tendencies to starve, and ordered a large slice of fudge brownie pie. Just as dessert came, and the couple was relaxing, Drusilla and Angel got up to leave.
Unbidden, Will's eye was drawn towards their table. He saw the glint in Dru's eye, and braced himself. They walked quite casually over to where Will and Buffy were cringing, and Drusilla stopped while Angel kept walking.
"William, my sweet, you really must call me soon. I've missed your company." Drusilla drawled in her lilting accent. She leaned over, and brushed a kiss on Will's cheek, and while Buffy was distracted by the kiss, Drusilla reached over and knocked over a full glass of red wine onto Buffy's pale yellow flowered dress.
Buffy felt the cold liquid dousing her front, and stood up, gasping. A bit away, Angel turned and looked at the table with an expected smirk on his face. He walked back as Buffy was busy trying to dab at the spreading stain.
"Drusilla, dear, you really ought to be more careful. Come, we've got things to do."
Will looked up with a scowl and shoved Drusilla away from him before rising to flag down a waiter. As Drusilla and Angel made their get away, however, Buffy stuck her foot in the middle of the walkway, and Drusilla went down hard and fast, and not entirely without noise. A loud screech filled the air, and stopped many of the people around them from talking and eating.
Heads swiveled in the direction of the two couples, and watched opened mouthed as the pretty young girl picked herself up off the floor, and the other one dabbed at the ruined dress.
*
Will was still laughing as they pulled in the parking lot nearly 20 minutes later. Buffy had calmed down fairly quick, especially after seeing the bright red blood pouring down Drusilla's face. They had, however, all been asked to leave the restaurant. As the two went into the front hall, they were laughing loud enough that a neighbor stuck his head out the door, and told them to quite down.
Still giggling, though quietly now, they made their way into the apartment. Xander looked up from the computer, and grinned at the two of them.
"What are you smoking? Don't you know that Buffy and drugs are unmixy?" Xander's voice was high pitched as he said the last line, and he fluttered his eyelashes for effect. Buffy rolled her eyes as she sat down on the sofa, and kicked her shoes off. Will shrugged and slid onto the seat next to her.
"We just had a good time, that's all. Nice innocent fun," Buffy told Xander while opening her eyes wide and smiling innocently.
"Innocent? You? I haven't bought that story in years." Xander snorted after stating what he thought was the obvious, and turned back to the computer. In their short time at the new place, Xander had quickly gotten addicted to the internet, and had since been spending any free time he could on it. It was a secret source of amusement to Buffy.
Will slowly linked his fingers through Buffy's, and tugged on her hand as he stood up. Blushing lightly, she stood with him, and they were soon disappearing down the short hall. Will stopped outside his room, and leaned into Buffy until her back was against the door. Her arms wound around Will's neck, and pulled him in for a searing kiss that had been needed for most of the night.
Will pressed against her body as he responded to her urgent kiss. His mouth pulled back as the air in his lungs began to burn. Will sucked in a deep breath, before his mouth was planted on her neck. As Buffy's eyes closed, her hand fumbled against the door, and finally found the knob. She gave it a quick turn before they went stumbling into the room.
Will pulled off of Buffy laughing as they crashed to the floor. Her own giggles soon followed as she sat up with an awkward and shy smile. With another quick intake of air, Will ducked his head to hers, and placed a soft kiss on her lips. When he pulled back, she was looking up at him with her eyes half lidded with desire. He sat back and shook his head slowly.
"Maybe we ought to take this a bit slower, pet." He sat back on his heels and watched her for a moment as uncertainty gripped his heart.
"Slower?" Buffy blinked, wondering where that had come from.
"It's just, the thing with Dru started fast, and I never got to know her, and I want to do this right and proper. Seeing that she-demon tonight showed me just how fast we went already." He looked up at her and waited for what felt like an eternity before she finally responded.
"I guess that's not a bad idea. It's usually the woman's idea, but not a bad one." Buffy and Will both laughed nervously. "And. I suppose that means I should be off to bed." Buffy pulled herself up, and straightened her clothes. Before she could change her mind, Buffy was out the door, and it shut with a soft click.