Buffy let out a small ‘eep’ as Spike scooped her up in his arms, although she didn’t object as he carried her towards the bedroom. Half way there he suddenly stopped, hesitating. “Buffy, are you sure…”
Fearing that he might let go of her, Buffy clung to him desperately. “I’m sure.” She looked him deep in the eyes, trying to make him see how serious she was.
Looking relieved, Spike gave her a soft smile and kissed her gently. “You wanna…?” She nodded, eagerly.
Riley’s eyes darted around the sleazy pub for a moment before he walked up to the bar, waving his hand to catch the bartender’s attention. The sloppy looking man behind the counter gave him the look over and snorted. “Think you’ve come to the wrong place, buddy.”
Ignoring his comment, Riley held up a twenty dollar bill. “Willie, right?” The man reached for the money, but Riley quickly pulled his hand back. “Uh-uh. First I need some information.”
Buffy and Spike were snuggling comfortably on the bed, both still fully dressed. Buffy giggled as Spike nuzzled her hair. She could really get used to this. Although a part of her was happy about the fact that they were taking things slow, she couldn’t help but get more and more excited, not to mention aroused. Suddenly aware of his hardening erection, she realized that she wasn’t the only one.
Feeling his jeans get tighter by the minute, Spike squirmed a bit to get more comfortable, and failed miserably. He glanced at Buffy, who had been watching him with an amused expression on her beautiful face.
Buffy lowered her eyes, shyly. “You wanna… um…we could…” She blushed, suddenly not able to get the words ‘get undressed’ out of her mouth. It wasn’t like she’d never had sex before, but for some reason, this felt like her very first time, all over again. In a way it was, she figured. She’d only been with Riley before, and the way she’d felt about him hadn’t even been close to how she now felt about Spike, after just a few days.
Seeing how nervous she was, Spike couldn’t help but smile. He knew exactly what she wanted, though. “You want us to take off some clothes, pet?” She nodded, gratefully. Though he was desperate to get his jeans off, Spike didn’t want to scare her by just ripping his clothes off like he had no self control at all. He wanted the first time with Buffy to be perfect, even if it killed him.
Spike also suspected, judging by Buffy’s shy and somewhat uncomfortable behavior, that she wasn’t very experienced. The idea that she hadn’t been with too many men before him made him happy, but he didn’t want to embarrass her by asking her about it. He couldn’t help but wonder if she’d ever had someone going down on her before.
Leaning over to kiss her one more time before they took things a bit further, Spike closed his eyes as he let his tongue slowly slide into her welcoming mouth. Then he gently pulled Buffy’s shirt over her head and let it drop to the floor.
“Information, you say? And what makes you think I could, or even want to help you?”
Riley glared at Willie, refusing to let the other man stare him down. “For one thing, I know they call you ‘Willie the snitch’. Let’s just say I’ve been asking around. From what I’ve heard, you can dig up information about everything, or everyone in this town, if the price is right.”
Willie didn’t look too impressed. “And just how much are you willing to pay? A twenty? I don’t know what you’re after, buddy, but that won’t even give you information about the way to the nearest grocery store.”
Gritting his teeth, Riley reached into his inner pocket, and pulled up his wallet.
“Oh God, that feels so good!” Buffy moaned with pleasure as Spike’s hands slowly wandered over her upper body. Their clothes were nowhere to be seen as they curled up close together under the covers, exploring every inch of each other. Well, almost anyway.
“God pet, you’re beautiful...” Spike couldn’t get enough of looking at her, still having a hard time to take in the fact that this amazing woman actually wanted to be here, with him, in his bed. He placed a soft kiss on her stomach, causing her to giggle. Smiling, loving the sound of her giggling, his hand went down to gently caress her thigh. “This okay, luv?”
She nodded, eagerly. “Spike, please don’t…” Buffy’s eyes snapped open as she felt how Spike froze in his tracks and immediately let go of her.
Spike pulled back, trying to figure out what he’d done wrong. “Buffy, I’m sorry, I didn’t… I thought you…” His nervous ramblings got interrupted by a soft kiss, and he relaxed a little. “What’s wrong?”
Buffy shook her head, smiling sweetly. “Nothing’s wrong, honey. I just…” She noticed the amused look on his face. ”What?”
“You called me ‘honey’.
Blushing – for what seemed like the fiftieth time today – Buffy looked away, shyly. “Do you mind?”
Did he mind? Was she serious? Spike chuckled, pulling her back into his arms. “Don’t mind a bit, luv. You can call me whatever you want.” Then he frowned. “Just nothing too poncy.”
Buffy giggled. “Since I have no idea what that means, I think I’ll settle for ‘honey’ for now, just to be on the safe side.” Then she remembered something. “Oh, and what I was going to say before you interrupted me was...” Buffy placed his hand low on her stomach. “...Spike, please don't stop touching me.”
“So we’ve got a deal or what? You get a hundred dollars now, and the rest when you’ve given me the information I want.” Riley raised his eyebrows in question, hesitating for a moment when Willie held out his hand without a word. “Not so fast. Before I give you the money, I wanna hear you say it.”
Willie rolled his eyes. “Of course. We’ve got a deal. Happy now?”
Riley glared at him. “I’ll be happy when I get what I’m paying for.”
“Just tell me one thing.” Willie looked at Riley, a curious expression on his face. “This about a girl, right?”
Not answering at first, Riley just turned around and started walking away. Then he mumbled – more to himself than to Willie; “Isn’t it always?”
TBC