Setting – Angel S5 – AU – Takes place in resurrected Sunnydale. Just imagine Wolfram & Hart worked some mojo and restored it to its former self. Spike and Darla come across each other and things develop between them.
Darla raised her eyebrows as he talked about her and Angelus, and she laughed. She always was a screamer when it came to Angelus. She pushed the thought out of her mind as Spike carried on.
"Really? I never knew. I mean I probably would of snapped your neck. I remember every night that happened. I wasn't in the best of moods. I used to wreck my bedroom and then sort it out before Angelus came back. Or just left it for him to do."
She laughed hearing him call her a queen. "You mean more like an ice queen," and she smiled playfully looking into his eyes.
As Spike went on about her ignoring him or given him dirty looks, she felt guilty. She was really a bitch to him back then, but now things were different. All she could do was stare into his eyes and smile, she loved how he smiled. She got chills from picturing his smile, thinking to herself, "How come I never noticed it before?" "Actually, I'm not really tired now" she looked over at the window, realising how the night was nearly over. "But it looks like I'll be staying here today, not risking going out to either get burnt or get staked again," and she smiled looking back into his eyes, carrying on stroking his face softly. She realised what she was doing and stopped, putting her hand on her leg again, biting her lip.
Spike looked at her and smiled, "Yeah. Well, neither was I. I used to go downstairs and throw the furniture around. Which is probably why I didn't hear you when you were doing the same thing upstairs," and he chuckled lightly.
He raised his eyebrows, "Oh you heard about that did you? That was my favourite name for you," and he bit back a grin.
He smiled at her and stroked her back lightly again. "Yeah. Looks like you're stuck here," and he got a mischievous glint in his eyes. He could have told her that he had access to the sewers, but he knew she wouldn't want to go down there, unless she really had to. He leant into her touch and closed his eyes briefly, then opened them when she pulled away. He frowned slightly and looked at her as she moved her hand. He took her hand gently in his and placed it against his cheek again. Smiling slightly, he looked hopefully into her eyes, hoping she wouldn't stop doing what she wanted.
Darla smiled as he put her hand back on his cheek. "Hmm…stuck here all alone with you. Doesn't sound so bad," and she smiled mischievously, biting her lip for a moment before slowly releasing it.
She looked into his eyes, stroking his cheek slightly. Then with her other hand she grabbed his top pulling him closer to her, kissing him hard. She wanted him so bad, though it was wrong, it excited her more thinking about it.
"I'm sure we can think of something to keep ourselves entertained," she whispered softly in his ear, biting it gently, after breaking the kiss.
Spike bit his bottom lip as he listened to her speak. He closed his eyes when she started to stroke his cheek again. He leant in to her touch, tilting his head slightly. His eyes flew open when she grabbed his top. He looked into her eyes as he got closer to her. His other hand went to her side as she kissed him hard. He breathed in a shaky breath when she pulled back. Then he frowned, slightly confused, "But, I thought you just wanted me to hold you?" He kicked himself mentally for sounding so stupid. He closed his eyes as she whispered in his ear and bit it gently. Opening his eyes again he smiled, moving back further on to the bed and taking her with him. He moved his hands up her back, digging his fingertips in lightly as he looked into her eyes. He licked his lips briefly before he placed his hand on her cheek. Leaning slowly forwards, a smile playing on his lips, he kissed her slowly as he pulled her closer against him.