"Well, thanks for walking me home, Spike," Anais said, as they stood on her front step.
"Anytime, Puppet," Spike replied. "Well, maybe not anytime, because of Buffy, but you know. Anytime possible." An smiled.
"I get it." They stood in an awkward silence for a moment. Then, Anais moved closer to Spike, leaning in to kiss him, and for a moment, Spike felt like time stopped as he felt her warm breath near his mouth, before Anais's lips met his briefly. It felt like forever to Spike. He wasn't sure what to say and didn't get to say anything before An turned away, to go inside. "G'night, Spike." Then, she entered her house, leaving him on her front step.
"G'night, Anais," he mumbled, before leaving her step.
"Dammit!" Spike cried, entering his crypt. When An kissed him, he just stood there, frozen. "Why didn't I kiss her back?" Spike was pissed off at himself. "I could have kissed her. I might have been invited inside and then…" he couldn't think about it, because his pants were already feeling tight from beginning the thought. "Bloody hell." Spike walked into his room, where he removed his clothes, falling onto his bed in exhaustion.
Anais sat staring at her computer screen. She couldn't believe that she had kissed Spike. William the Bloody. A vampire. It gave her a rush that she had never experienced before. No tattoos or piercings could possibly do this to her. An was almost wishing she had invited him inside. But it was probably a good thing she hadn't, because Buffy probably would have found out and then she'd be in big trouble.
Anais gave up on her computer and went to bed, instead.