Disclaimer: I own nothing, everything belongs to Joss Whedon. I would like a few borrowed moments with Spike and that face and those hands and that... Oh wait, just enjoy.

Summary: All human, plenty of angst but lots of spuffy!

Chapter Two.

Buffy looked directly at him, her mouth dry, lips glued together. She wanted to say she was his reason for being here, her mouth unstuck to say it, but sensible, responsible Buffy only managed a vision of Riley in her head.She could meet his gaze no longer and she dropped her eyes to the floor. She felt his finger touch her chin and lift her eyeline to his. "Buffy" he whispered softly and in that one moment she was undone. She swallowed hard and tried to think of all the reasons why this should not happen, but the only word that came into her mind was Spike.

"Spike?" she muttered , so quietly that he leant forward to hear her, his lips now barely inches from her face and her own lips. With a soft sweep of her fingers she touched his bottom lip, swept her finger across it in an intimate gesture that surpassed all moments they had shared. She sighed and even she didn't know if it was a contented sigh or a sigh that this could not happen.

"Buffy " He repeated and still her fingers gently touched his lips"Bloody hell girl, what are you trying to do to me?" she glanced down at his bulging trousers and realised the power she held over him. Now she was breathless and it was obvious that this was a strong mutual desire.

"Buffy " a voice called from just outside the storeroom door and they were both snatched away from their heaven.Spike growled low in his throat.

"Back to the fuckin' hellmouth" Before he moved away from her he took her fingers in his mouth and gently sucked them . Buffy gasped and leaned into him slightly. "We have to talk later " he said urgently and she nodded slowly. He strode out of the storeroom without a backward glance and in that moment she wished that she had kissed him. So much for resolve, she laughed to herself.

"Hello" a hand waved across her face as she was deep in thought over the coffee break." Just where are you girl?" Buffy smiled at Andrew as he peered at her across the table.

"You really don't want to know" she shook her head as she laughed, those thoughts of her and naked Spike brought a flush to her cheeks and she touched her hot cheeks.

"Oh with that look on your face Miss Buffy, I think I really do. Now spill!" He looked at her expectantly. Buffy smiled at her best friend, but even she knew that this was dangerous information. The door to the canteen opened and she looked up as Spike strode in. Immediately her face lit up ,which she quelled as soon as she felt herself smile.Andrew raised his eyebrows at her as she watched Spike get his coffee.

" Buffy Finn" he said fiercely."You are so going to tell me about you and Spike and that cute butt" He peered round Buffy to get a better look, and she slapped him playfully. Spike approached with his drink.

"Move up Andrew " He instructed as he made to sit opposite Buffy.

"Oh anything for you Spike, you could always sit on my knee!"

Spike shook his head with a smile."Fuck off Andrew"

Andrew sighed and pushed his chair back.

"One day Spike, you will realise what you're missing, but for now scoot off into the closet back to Narnia" With a flounce and a wink at Buffy he left.

"So" Spike said purposefully, feeling anything but. " We should talk." Buffy looked directly at him into those blue eyes. She sighed.

"Spike " she whispered softly " I don't want you to go and I don't know what that means, but I couldn't bear it if you left" she let out a breath she felt she had been holding since their earlier encounter." The thing is we're both married and ..." The words failed her as he tilted his head at her."Don't do that " she said with a laugh.
"What ?" he queried softly, running his teeth behind his tongue.

" I can't think when you do that"
"That's the idea luv" she kicked him playfully under the table. "Buffy " he spoke more seriously ."The thing is luv, I have these feelings for you that won't go away, no matter how hard I try, and fuck me I've tried." He sighed and stroked her leg under the table with his leg. "It's not just wanting a quick shag either, jesus I get offered shags on a plate"

She raised her eyebrows at him.

"But you luv.."He paused, trying to express the right words. "You I'm in love with "