"... so Buffy helped me out to maybe get his attention," Willow rambled from the back seat of Spikes car. "I just hope it actually works."
"He'd have to be a complete ninny not to notice you, Red," he said looking at her through the rear view mirror. "Even when you're not all dressed up. He'd be insane not to jump all over you... figuratively speaking."
Buffy looked up at him and a feeling coursed through her. He was genuinely kind and caring, even when he was rocking major sex appeal. That was it. She decided. She was most definitely going to break up with Riley the second he got home so that she could be with this man she was sitting next to right now. There was no question about it. She was done caring what her friends thought. If everyone else in school were anything like Xander and Willow, she was sure she'd have no problem adjusting to the new social structure. And even if she didn't, she'd still be happy as long as Spike, Willow, and Xander would still have her.
Buffy reached over from her spot in the passengers seat and grabbed Spike's free hand, holding it firmly in her own with a sedated and peaceful smile on her face.
When Spike felt her hand slip into his he looked over at her. She wasn't looking at him, just looking forward on to the road with a smile on her face. Watching her smile made him smile, and he tightened his grip on her small hand.
From the back seat Xander and Willow looked at their friends' interlocked hands and then at each other. Willow's face was lit up as she looked back and forth between the hands and Xander. Xander just stared at the couple in shock, but was surprisingly pleased and comforted by the sight of them.
x X x X x
Buffy, Spike, Willow, and Xander all walked into the dimly lit club and immediately surveyed the scene. Buffy nodded and looked up at Spike with a smile. "I like it."
He smiled and looked back down on her. "Good," he chuckled. "I'm gonna grab some drinks. You want?"
"Something sweet," she smiled. "We'll grab a table," she said as they bounded away.
They found a table that gave Willow a good view of the stage so she could see Oz play.
"Xander!" a golden haired girl shrieked as she ran toward Xander and threw her arms around him.
Willow looked at Buffy who was looking wide-eyed at the pair trying to hide a smile. Willow giggled at the sight.
"Hey, Ahn," Xander said giving her a little hug back, but not nearly with as much enthusiasm.
"Oh my god, Willow, is that you?" Anya asked detaching herself from Xander.
"Yep," Willow smiled.
"We're getting the attention of a guy by bringing out her inner sexy," Buffy said with confidence.
"Oh," Anya said with a smile and an excited look on her face. "I'm sure once he sees you he'll want to give you many orgasms."
Buffy looked at Anya with raised eyebrows and she couldn't help but laugh a little. Willow face turned bright red as she cautiously looked around to make sure no one was listening.
"Come on, Wil. Let's go dance." Buffy didn't even give her a chance to protest as she grabbed her friends arm and pulled her out onto the dance floor. Oz's band hadn't started their set yet so a band with a more sensual style was up on stage finishing up their own set.
"Buffy, I don't know how to dance," Willow said nervously as they nestled their way on to the dance floor.
"Don't worry, it's not hard. Just follow the movements of my body and it'll start to come naturally."
Willow nodded but was still very nervous as she started to move with the beat of the music.
Over at the bar Oz walked up to Spike and patted him on the back as he ordered a drink of his own. "Hey man, what's up?"
"Not too much, mate. How about you?"
"Things are good. Just waitin' to set up," the shorter man nodded as the bar tender handed him his drink. The two men simultaneously dropped their money on the bar and they walked over toward where Xander and Anya were sitting... and staring.
Willow had gotten more comfortable with her dancing already and instead of dancing side by side, Buffy and Willow began to dance together, leaving nothing to the imagination.
"What are you starin' at, Harris?" Spike chuckled at the look on his and Anya's faces.
When neither one of them responded, both Spike and Oz looked at each other with questioning looks on their faces, then out onto the dance floor where Xander and Anya’s attention was directed. Spike was mid-swig of his drink when his eyes fell on Buffy and Willow, and had to practically choke down his drink to keep from spitting it all over the table and his friends.
"Is that Buffy Summers?" Oz asked casually. "Dancing with another girl?"
"Dancing with Willow," Xander added.
Oz's head shot up as he studied the woman dancing with Buffy, squinting to see her face.
Yeah... that's Willow. Wow...
"Kay..." He never took his eyes off of Willow. "I missed something, right? 'Cause this is all making the kind of sense thats... not."
Xander, though still in his trance decided to fill Oz in. "Buffy's been sneaking away from her friends to hang out with Spike and in the process befriended me and Willow. She's also been helping Willow make herself more noticeable so she could get the attention of this guy she's interested in."
Oz immediately felt disappointed and strangely sad. "Willow's interested in a guy...?"
"Yeah," Xander said, finally taking his gaze away from the girls to look up at Oz. "And that'd be you..."
Oz's disappointment immediately vanished and a new sense of excitement rose up in him, but in his true nature, he didn't really let it show. "Oh. Well... that's very comforting."
Spike's eyes were glazed over as he kept them glued to Buffy. The way she moved her hips to the music and rolled her head around with pure lust apparent in her eyes, and the way she finally made eye contact him. He was absolutely done for.
He kept having continuous flashes of throwing her down on the bed, on the floor, up against the wall, in the shower, pounding into her, making her scream so loud and hard she'd lose her voice.
As if knowing that Spike would explode if he couldn't touch her soon, Buffy began whispering something in Willow's ear and the both of them looked strait at Spike and giggled. Willow danced her way off the dance floor and toward where Spike was standing. Buffy remained on the dance floor, never losing eye contact with him.
Suddenly he was being pushed from behind as Willow giggled and took his drink out of his hand, forcing him forward onto the dance floor where Buffy was dancing, waiting for him.
Without a second thought he wrapped his arms around her possessively and came up so close behind her she could feel his erection through his jeans. The thought of what she could do to him made a puddle form in her underwear as she smiled and writhed against him, expertly making him elicit a low growl into her ear.
A smiling Willow sat down at the table where Spike had been sitting, which was conveniently right next to Oz. She confidently looked up at him and gave him a smile. Oz smiled in return and slowly and subtly inched his way closer to her. When Willow noticed him shuffling closer she worked up the courage to turn so that she was completely facing him and actually worked at striking up a conversation. It was amazing how much more confidence she had with Buffy's help and support.
"Hey Oz. We came to watch you play."
"Well I'm glad. I was hoping I'd get to see you again soon."
Willow beamed.
"You look..." Oz began but stopped when he realized there wasn't a good enough word to describe her.
Willow got nervous. She didn't want him to like her only because of her current outfit. "Buffy did it. It's not really me. I mean, I like it. I like the way I feel in it, but it's only for tonight."
"Well I like that. Cute Willow is just as amazing as sexy Willow," he smiled.
She beamed again.
He said I was amazing... and sexy!! Thank you Buffy!
On the dance floor Spike had his hands on her hips, guiding her to rub against him in a hypnotizing way. She rolled her head back onto his shoulder and breathed heavily on his neck. Her hands went up to his hair as she ran her fingers through it. He took the opportunity to run his hands up and down her sides and abdomen. She turned her head again and pulled his head slightly down so she could whisper directly into his ear.
"Mmm I want you," she said in what sounded like nothing more than a sigh and followed it with a hiss as he rubbed harder.
He lifted his head and looked at her then looked at her lips and moved in for a breathtaking kiss.
Everyone who was sitting at the table literally let their mouths drop open at the sight of their two friends in front of them. If no one knew before, they definitely knew now that they were here together and it was going to stay that way.
"Well," Oz began. "This is all really interesting, but I've gotta go set up. We're up next," he said as he turned to Willow. "I'll see you later?" he said with a hint of hopefulness.
Willow smiled. "I'll be waiting," she said with confidence.
"You have the sweetest smile..." Oz added before turning to the others. "I'll catch you guys later."
Buffy and Spike didn't hear the song end as they stood there in the middle of the dance floor, people all around them dispersing to their tables and to the bar to wait for the next set, leaving them exposed to everyone else in the club.
Over by the bar a tall broad shouldered man was standing chatting with the bartender when he idly looked over at the dance floor and saw a familiar face, kissing someone he thought she shouldn’t' t be kissing.
On impulse he pulled out his cell phone and immediately dialed a number, and waited for the other side to pick up.
"Hey Ry, it's Graham. You're not gonna believe what I'm looking at right now..."
x X x X x
"Come on! You have to dance!" Willow yelled to Spike from the dance floor.
"I don't dance, you know that!" he yelled back.
Buffy, Willow, Xander, and Anya had all been out on the floor dancing to Oz's band and having a great time, while Spike sat and guarded the table, happily watching Buffy dance. A strange feeling kept washing though him every time he looked out there and saw Buffy and his friends together. It was comforting. He was happy. For the first real time since he'd moved here he was happy.
"You are such a liar!" Buffy yelled back to him. "You were just dancing with me like an hour ago!"
"That was different," he said with a pouty face.
Buffy loved the pouty face. She giggled and ran over to the table where he was still pouting, but looking her up and down like a dog would a delicious piece of meat. And where Buffy probably would have been extremely annoyed if it were Riley looking at her that way... the fact that Spike was looking at her that way was only turning her on.
"It was not different, now come on," she said grabbing his arm and pulling him out to the floor.
Willow, Xander, and Anya all greeted Spike with smiles as Buffy wrapped his arms around herself from behind and rested her head back against his chest, smiling.
Xander caught Spikes eye for a second and motioned toward Buffy, giving him a reassuring smile and two thumbs up.
Spike tightened his hold around her and inhaled a deep breath, loving the mixture of her perfume and shampoo. She was perfect, and he was never letting her go.
x X x X x
It was late and the club was virtually empty. All that remained were the bouncers, some maintenance people, Oz and his band who were now packing up their vans, and Willow, Xander, and Anya talking by the stage. Buffy and Spike had nestled their way into a dark booth in the corner and were presently making out as if they'd never see each other again. They'd been there a little over an hour with zero interruptions and where normally they should feel tired, it seemed the longer they were together the more charged they would get.
Buffy was practically crawling into his lap as he licked and nipped at her neck. The sensations he was causing her were good... a little too good. Many times she had to remind herself that they were still out in public.
The both of them could feel someone approaching but didn't really move to acknowledge said person or even look up to see who it was.
"Ahem," Willow finally said from the side of the table.
"Mmm," *smack*. "Hi Willow, mmm," Buffy said between kisses.
Willow was smirking as she quirked an eyebrow and waited for her two friends to peel apart for a moment.
Buffy pulled away first and whispered something to Spike that resulted in him reluctantly pulling away from her to look up and smile at Willow with a goofy grin on his face.
"Hey, Red."
"What's up, Wil? You ready to go home?" Buffy asked as she started to get up out of Spikes lap to stand on her own, smoothing out her clothing as she did so.
"Actually I came to tell you guys that Xander, Anya, and I are gonna catch a ride with Oz. He offered but I was nervous about going alone so they're gonna tag along," she said looking so giddy. For a moment Buffy thought her friend might actually explode.
"That's awesome, Wil! I'm so excited for you!" she said playfully swatting at her friend.
"I know! I'm excited too. I can't believe this is all happening already. Buffy I love you!" she said throwing her arms around the blonde.
Buffy laughed and hugged the girl back with all her might. "I'm so happy for you."
Spike smiled for a second at Willow but his mind was flying. His attention was stuck at the thought of he and Buffy being alone for the rest of the night.
"Okay," Willow said as she and Buffy pulled apart. "I think they're waiting for me to get going so I better get over there before they leave without me."
"Okay. Call me tomorrow and tell me all about it!" Buffy called out after the red head.
Willow looked over her shoulder with a warm smile. She really loved having Buffy as a friend. She could quite possibly end up being one of the best friends she would ever have, and Willow loved the thought of it.
"I'm so happy for her," Buffy said as she turned back to Spike. The look on his face showed Buffy just exactly what he was thinking and it immediately made her knees weak.
He grabbed her by her hips and pulled her toward him, licking his lips as he put a hand on the back of her neck and pulled her down into an intoxicatingly passionate and heat filled kiss.
"Mmm," Buffy moaned into the kiss. "We should probably get going. They're starting to close things up around us," she said pulling him up from the booth he had been sitting in.
He pouted every time she stopped kissing him, and Buffy couldn't help but giggle and pull him into another kiss as she grabbed her bag and they slowly made their way back out to the car.
Every time Buffy thought they would actually make it into the car Spike would push her up against the wall and pin her entire body with his, making her shudder as he devoured her. Their mouths broke apart again and Buffy tilted her head to expose her neck to Spikes exploring mouth, gasping at the feeling of his tongue on her skin.
Her eyes drifted shut as she reveled in the sensations he was causing. In that moment she couldn't think of ever letting another man touch her the way she let Spike touch her. After feeling the way he made her felt she highly doubted anyone could even compare. Not only with all of the physical pleasure he was giving her, but also with all of the kindness and encouragement he showed her. It made her feel so special and different than any other girl in the world. No one but Spike had ever made her feel that way.
She really truly wanted to be with this man... at all costs.
Suddenly an urge coursed through her and she shoved Spike away from her, causing him to give her a confused and hurt look until she pounced on him again, this time backing him into the side of his car while she fumbled with the door handle.
When Buffy got it open she shoved Spike down into the driver’s seat, climbing on top of him and pulling the door shut behind her. She had never been more appreciative of the dark tinted windows before now.
Soft moans and grunts echoed through the car as they heatedly pulled at each others clothing, needing to feel more of each other. She only had time to pull of his duster and unbutton his shirt the rest of the way, exposing his perfect chest as he pulled her halter up over her head, revealing that she had in fact not worn anything underneath it.
"Bloody perfect."
He ran his hands up and down her back as he latched his mouth onto one of her pert nipples, eliciting a surprised gasp from her and her head rolled back and her eyes closed with pure pleasure.
They had never been this intimate before and the pleasure that was coursing through her was proving to be too much for her to handle. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him back by the hair, looking into his dark lust-filled eyes with her own.
"Take me home with you."
A smile made it's way to Spikes lips as she slowly crawled off of his lap but still leaned over to suck and nip at his neck and ear.
Bloody Fucking Hell Yes... Buffy...
Spike started the car with a roar. At this rate there was no way he was going to be able to wait an hour to get home so he planned on speeding the entire way. He needed her, and he needed her now.
"Buckle up, baby."
TBC