Author's Note: Sorry I haven't updated in ages! I feel bad, grandma went into the hospital, I got a DJ gig, so I'm back at work... and the whole damn school thing... ugh *ready to pull out hair* But I'm gonna really try, you guys just have to keep up with reviews. the more you bug me about updating, the more likely I will get to writing for you!
Once again she was at the dinner table with Spike's little gang, and even though Nick and Holly were arguing, Spike never looked away from Buffy. It was causing her to become a little uncomfortable, "Is there something on my face?" she bowed her head to try and hide. Spike shook his head and kept up with his moon eyes. Buffy laughed and leaned over, giving Spike a soft kiss.
The silence that was suddenly at the table was not what she expected, but luckily Spike broke the ice, "Ha ha ha ha ha…" he pointed at David, who was chasing his straw around his glass.
"Awww… Sod it…" David looked around for a moment and took his straw out of the glass and stuck it into a fake plant, then drank his milk happily.
"Nice…" Spike nodded and took a cucumber off of his salad and stuck it onto the straw. He wasn't really hungry, so he started rolling little pieces of his roll into balls and sticking into the straw.
Buffy watched Spike with a raised an eyebrow, "I wish I had the attention span of a squirrel…" everyone chuckled.
Spike turned back to the table, "What?" he didn't hear Buffy luckily, "What did I miss?" no one said anything so he went back to the art. After sticking a whole roll on the top of the straw, followed by two carrots he stuck in the roll Spike picked up the small plastic plant and sat it in the centre of the table, "There we are…" he smiled and adjusted it, "Isn't that lovely?"
"Rick called earlier…" Nick said from the adjacent sofa.
Spike and Buffy were on the other couch curled up under a blanket, "What did the poof want from us now?"
"He says we got an interview…" David replied, "Said it was with Ellen DeGeneres. You know how much she loves her music…"
Nick nodded, "Don't worry though, just a phone interview…"
Both Spike and Buffy let out the breath they had been holding, telephone interview, he could do that.
"So when is it?" Spike asked as he pulled Buffy as close to him as possible.
"Tomorrow at 3pm" Nick and David said in unison as they stared at the television. Nick glanced at Spike, "They set it for a late-ish time since they heard you have a second job of some kind…"
An evil grin crossed Spike's face as he tickled Buffy and she let out a giggle that caught both David and Nick's attention. Spike and Buffy were pretty oblivious to them though, Buffy's arms were already around Spike's neck and he was leaning his forehead against her's as they stared at each other.
Nick and David knew that look well, that was a look Spike saved for people who are very special to him. The only people Nick was aware Spike had given that look to was Drusilla, and Spike's mother. It was a look that held nothing but adoration in its purest form.
"Oh yeah…" Nick suddenly said, catching the couple's attention, "You two are getting married…"
Nick was so nonchalant about what he had said; he spoke then simply turned back to the television. These people around here are bizarre… Buffy thought for a moment before she looked back to Spike who was braiding a little bit of her hair out of boredom. She ran a hand through his hair and ruffled it up, And I choose the most bizarre one…What does that say about me?
Nick and Holly had gone to bed ages ago; David was asleep on the couch, which left Spike and Buffy. "What do you want to watch, luv?" Spike asked as he kissed Buffy's neck tenderly.
"I have no idea…" she rolled away from the TV and buried her face into Spike's chest, it seemed like the best place to go for now.
A smile spread across Buffy's face as Spike's hand seemed to wander further and further down until he hit the top of her jeans. To anyone else who happened by, it looked like Spike was truly enthralled in an episode of Family Guy, but in reality Spike's fingers tugged playfully at the button on Buffy's jeans.
She giggled and looked over at David, a little uneasy about another person being right there. Spike caught her uncertainty and threw a pillow at David, "Oi!" David woke up and looked around, "Upstairs. Into bed with you…" David stood up and nodded as he sleepily climbed the stairs to his room.
"We need to be getting you home, luv…" Spike said as he looked at his watch.
Buffy let out a small whine, "I don't want to… I mean my mom doesn't really get back until tomorrow…"
Spike let out sigh, "Alright… as long as you don't mind hanging out with and old man…" he stretched out a bit.
Buffy gave Spike a poke, "Dork…"
Spike smiled, "Yes, but I'm your dork…" he leaned in and slowly kissed up Buffy's neck until his lips found hers. He still had that possessive streak in mind, and smiled when Buffy said his name. Once his mouth found hers their tongues immediately battled for dominance.
He gripped the ringed hand and his smile grew as he felt the cold metal. Their fingers intertwined and Buffy let out a moan as Spike descended upon her neck once more and started to unbutton her pants, "Spike…"
Buffy's free hand found its way into his hair, it was long enough for her to really grab onto now, and she knew how much he loved it when she played with it. With both of her hands occupied, she noticed Spike's free hand started to slide its way under her blouse. His fingers left hers and worked on tugging Buffy's jeans down a bit, "You need to wear skirts more often…"
Buffy giggled and let go of Spike's hair, her hands travelling down his chest as she pulled his t-shirt from his jeans. The shirt was of course forgotten about within seconds. Spike's still struggling with her jeans, and Buffy's hands travelled slowly down his chest and gripped the hard-on she knew he had. Spike's yelp only made her giggle though, "Oh… Very manly… I feel so intimidated…"
"Yeah, well… you try and be masculine when your finger's stuck in a girl's zipper and all of a sudden she grabs you… In places…" he finally freed his hands and stood up on his knees, which were settled between Buffy's legs. "For a girl who's never done anything, to any boys, you're a vixen…" Spike grabbed the bottom of Buffy's jeans and yanked them off in one swift movement, "And you said I wasn't manly…"
Buffy laughed at his magic trick as her bare legs felt the cold air around them, her arms once again wrapped themselves around Spike's neck as he leaned down and settled himself right at Buffy's core. Spike captured Buffy's lips in his and kissed her ferociously, "Mine…" he whispered once as he took a second to breathe. Spike yanked Buffy's shirt off, leaving her in bra and underwear, and him in his jeans.
Buffy let out a gasp as she felt Spike rubbing himself against her, she moaned into his mouth and followed his rhythm. Spike had to stop himself before he made a mess in his pants, but just as he was about to stop them Buffy had unzipped his pants and was already stroking him inside of his jeans, "Shit…" he wasn't quite ready for that.
Spike's hand found its way beneath the rather skimpy panties she was wearing and was now pumping a single finger into her. Buffy let out a moan, when suddenly the dining room light turned on. Buffy and Spike broke apart immediately and Spike' threw the blanket over Buffy and covered himself with a pillow.
Nick wandered half-asleep into the kitchen and rummaged through the fridge. Both Buffy and Spike were suddenly very interested in the television. After a few minutes Nick wandered back towards his room, but not before stopping in the living room, "If you two are gonna fuck, have the common courtesy of not doing it on the couch, eh?"
With that Nick went back to bed, leaving a very awkward silence between Spike and Buffy, "Let's get to bed, then…" Spike said as he stood up and tucked himself away. Buffy nodded and grabbed her clothes and quickly escaped upstairs to Spike's room.
Spike smiled and put everything back in order and turned off the TV before following her.
Buffy had already gotten very comfortable by the time Spike made it upstairs. He didn't think anything of it as he changed into a pair of boxer's he hardly ever used. Buffy saw his backside and smiled, He's got a cute butt… she though as he crawled into bed next to her. It was only a couple of minutes before they both fell asleep, holding each other.