A/N: Everyone knew Spike and Angel had history, they just didn't know the exact nature of that history...
Spike didn't know why he had ever let them talk him into this, just because he had a damn chip in his head does not mean that he wanted to play party games with the Slayer, her friends and his sire.
"Ok Ok It's my turn" Buffy spun the bottle dramatically and it slowly landed on Willow, they both looked at each other and began kissing with the rest of the group counting backwards from 10, when they reached 0 the girls pulled away and started giggling. Xander was the next to spin the bottle, it landed on Angel.
"No way, I am not kissing Deadboy there, no way, no no no!"
"But Xander It's the rules, we'll make it quick, come on" Buffy whined. Xander and Angel looked at each other, both with the lips pressed tightly together and kissed, the counting seemed to be going on for way too long, but eventually they reached 0 and both of them took a long drink from the bottles of Vodka they had next to them.
"I always told you he was a poofter" Spike pointed out to the group
"Laugh now Spike, but It's your turn to spin the bottle" Angel kindly pointed out for him. Spike slowly spun the bottle and if he didn't know better he could have sworn that Red was muttering something under her breath, something that could be easily mistaken as a small spell. The bottle twisted around and finally came to a stop. At Angel once again.
Spike looked at the bottle, It could have been worse, he could have been kissing the whelp, and it wasn't like he's never kissed Angel before, he decided to give them all a shock. He bent over slowly and kissed Angel gently, but it soon became clear to everyone who bothered to look that tongues were involved. When they parted Spike allowed himself a small grin at the shocked looks on everyones faces. Everyones face except Angel's.
"Sorry, got a little carried away there"