Oooh, another update! Fantastic!
I suppose I should explain why I probably screwed up some timelines here but I just can't so bear with me. :P

"So, let me get this straight G-man-" Xander started before Giles grimaced and cut him swiftly off:

"I thought I told you I would prefer if you never in your lifetime or even in your head refer to me as…­that."

Xander made a mock salute and grinned, a sign that he either wasn't paying attention to anything he said or he wasn't planning on adhering to his wants.

Giles began to rub his glasses on the end of his sweater for the sixth time that day. Absentmindedly he wished for a drink.

"So Mr. Fangy over there a.k.a BUFFY'S MORTAL ENEMY-kisses her-"

"You bloody people act like she didn't kiss back…" Spike grumbled and his fingertips glided over her bare shoulder. A small growl low enough for only her to hear made Buffy start and move slowly away.

Spike only grinned and moved with her. As their skin connected their eyes changed into his wholly sinister black and her chaste white. The red sparks from his eyes grew like intent embers from a fire, the green and gold sparks from her own glistened with confusion and need.

He breathed in her scent, his right hand sliding down her right arm, his left hand playing with a tendril of her gold hair.

(Perfect…want more…)

Her breathing hitched in her throat, and his unnecessary breaths became rapid, desperate as he moaned at just a touch.

(Completion…need…more…of you…)

Their thoughts were one and the surrounding environment and those within it seemed unimportant, an insignificant, indistinct part of the background.

This was their world. This world immersed within the touch and feel of the other, this…completion that wrapped around them, made his cold skin warm and set her skin ablaze.

"And now for some reason they've got these uber powers? Does anyone else besides myself thing this is way too much on the side of possible apocalyptic evilness?"

Xander said, momentarily seeming to capture most of the room's attention.

Willow nodded in agreement, Anya shrugged, obviously indifferent to the situation and Giles seemed to be depressingly musing on Xander's little speech.

"Uh, exactly what are they doing?" Willow asked hesitantly and pointed at the wholly engrossed pair.

Anya eyed them over for a moment as the other two men in the room blinked.

"They look like they're having sex or about to have sex. Their eyes are all glow-y," She smiled widely for a moment, her eyes suddenly glossed over as she continued, "I remember when I was exacting vengeance on this merchant and I made his eyes glow and then pop out of his head. It wasn't as pretty as their eyes though, especially when they were rolling around on the floor like pebbles."

Xander blinked at her and Willow shook her head.

Giles made a coughing noise.

"Umm, Buffy, Spike?" He said in a wavering tone.

The pair ignored them, their breathing became upsetting panting.

"Their eyes…" Willow breathed.

(More…all of you…)

Buffy turned within his embrace, her hands moved up against his chest, her hips pressed resolutely against his. Spike kissed her flushed cheeks, pulling her closer with his arms around her waist.

Willow gulped.

"Uhh, I don't think we're supposed to be here."

"Is it just me or is it suddenly…ahem…hot? In here?" Xander said blinking rapidly and pulling on his shirt.

"They're gonna have sex," Anya looked at Xander and pouted, "Why can't we have sex?"

Willow blanched Giles almost choked.

"Alright that's enough! Cut that out you two!" Giles snapped.

Anya looked at him with a pout.

"What? We haven't even started yet…"

"Ahn…"

"Not you! Them! Just stop it!"

"I don't think they can hear you." Willow said helpfully.

"Right-o you are!"

The bewildered group turned towards the small man leaning against Giles' doorway.

"Whistler…"

"Looks like I'm just in time to catch these two lovebirds in the dirty act!"

Giles was upon him with almost as much speed as Spike.

"What have you done?"

"What have I done? I didn't know this was going to happen. Well…I kinda knew but it wasn't supposed to happen like…this…" He pointed with a grin at the two.

"Just tell us what happened!" Xander snapped.

Whistler removed himself from underneath Giles' glare and brushed at his shaggy ensemble.

"You guys are sooo impatient. Listen, here's what's up and why you're probably not gonna like me-so no aiming for the sensitive spots to get out your kinks."

"I might just have to if you don't respond immediately." Giles said glaring.

"Here it goes…"