Blackout

Disclaimer: Don't worry Joss, I'm just borrowing them for a little while

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Chapter 3- Crashing into you

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"Really?" He asked. Still in disbelief. He could not believe it. He looked at her again… "Really?"

"Yes! I told you already. Buffy is my real, mother given, name."

Spike was still laughing. The wine was beginning to get to him as well, and he was feeling unbelievably at ease. They were halfway through the Pinot Grigio and still had a bottle of Merlot to go. Better slow down he thought, otherwise the now fun, pretty blond might have a dead battery soon.

"Okay pet, that's enough." He took the bottle from his hand and walked over to the blacked out ATM machine, placing the open bottle on the small counter space.

"What! Why are you taking the wine away. Wine good…Spike baaaad."

"Okay, now I know for sure you've had enough. You're not even completing sentences anymore."

She walked up over to him, reaching for the wine right before he grabbed it again and held it off to the side just a little beyond her reach. She leaned her body in closer to his so that she could try to grab it, but as she reached her hand up to his shoulder to steady herself it was like noticing the closeness of their proximity to each other for the first time.


She looked up at his face and froze. His eyes were piercing. Spike forgot to breathe for a moment, his mind focusing on the feel of her slim body pressed up against him. He unconsciously licked his lips and it sent a chill up her Spine. The feel of her silky camisole was luxurious and he wanted nothing more than to run his fingers up and down her body.

Buffy smiled and backed off, going back to where she had been sitting only a moment before, pleased with the reaction he'd had from her touch.

"Okay, fine…my turn."

"Fine," he said. Placing the bottle back up on the counter and joining her on the floor. He pulled at the shirt he was wearing and tugged it over his head.

Buffy watched as his glistening body flexed, wanting him more now than ever. He saw the look on her face and understood it quite well, payback felt good… still- he tried to hide the smirk that was struggling to play on his lips. "Hot" he said.

Oh yeah! She thought, definitely hot.

She fought to regain her self control for a moment before beginning again. "Okay…so, since you didn't answer before. How'd you get that scar?"

"What scar is that love?" He asked, teasing her with his voice.

"That scar!" She said, pointing towards his face.

"Not sure which one you mean."

Buffy rolled her eyes, leaning over to him and caressing his face with her index finger.

Her voice was a hushed whisper, and her skin was like skin caressing his face. "This scar. How'd it happen?"

Spike was losing it. Having her this close, and touching him at that. She smelled sweet, like strawberries, as her hair tickled his shoulder.

"Well that…" He said, as he grabbed her hand and dropped it to his lips, kissing the finger gently almost without noticing what he was doing… "that was an accident."

"I was in Prague with Drusilla….got into a bar fight. One of those animals pulled out a knife- I wasn't paying as close attention as I should have. I didn't even notice it until the blood was dripping down my face."

She watched as he continued kissing her fingers, entranced by his lips, his hands.

"Oh."

"Is it my turn again then love?" He swept one more quick kiss on the top of her hand, and let it go. The look on her face was pure disappointment.

"Okay…shoot."

"What's a beautiful woman such as yourself doing walking around the big city all by her lonesome? I know you're here with your sister, but since you've already heard about my love life why don't you tell me about yours. Have you got a boyfriend back in sunny California?"

Buffy considered his question carefully. She really hadn't been prepared to answer questions about herself and Riley, particularly because she wasn't sure where she stood at the moment.

"I do…but we're kind of on a break right now."

"How's that?"

"Riley's really…level headed. He's a great guy, always trying to do the right thing, always showing concern for me and my family, he's really…"

"Boring?"

Buffy rolled her eyes at him once more. "Things between us sort of…fizzled…since my mom died. I took this trip to see how I would feel after some time apart."

"And how do you feel?"

"I'm not sure. Can I have that wine now?"

Spike smiled and walked over to where he had placed the bottle, raising it to his lips and having a good taste. He sat down again, and tried it once more before handing it to her. Buffy took the bottle from his hand and felt a warming sensation as their fingers brushed against each other. She averted her eyes from his and took a quick swig.

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8:00

"Do you think we'll be here all night?"

Spike shrugged his shoulders, truth was- he wouldn't mind staying there a while longer, especially if she kept looking at him the way she was. Her eyes had been gazing over his torso for the last half hour on and off, whenever she thought he wasn't looking.

"It's starting to get really hot in here" She said, grabbing the shirt she'd taken off earlier and wiping her damp skin dry with it. He watched her as she lifted her neck, caressing her body with the soft material…her arms, her shoulders…Spike was dying just to feel. He was getting lost in his thoughts when she moved in closer to him offering the flimsy material.

He couldn't stop himself. He knew he shouldn't have, but really couldn't control himself. Between the heat, the dark, and the semi nudity he was beyond being able to control himself. He grabbed the hand she offered the shirt to him with and forced it on his chest. His eyes closed as he directed her arm up and down his body, until she…surprisingly…gratefully…took over herself.

When Spike looked down at the intent way her eyes grazed his skin as she moved around him he was instantly rock hard.

Buffy couldn't stop. His body was amazing…she'd been dying to touch him…to feel him. She dropped the shirt she'd been using and started caressing his chest with her hand.

His skin was burning from her touch. He didn't remember ever being so aroused before. When he grabbed her by the waste and lifted her against him she melted instantly, her legs wrapping around his waist…and then their lips crashed into each other.

TBC

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