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There he was. Lying on the luxury sized bed, sprawled out, nothing on but his tight black trousers.
She thought she couldn’t look at him any longer, his golden skin looking almost white against the dark red silk sheets.
The first thing that came to her mind was ‘Blood’
She didn’t know why, but the white body in front of her, drowning in dark red sheets remained her of blood and it didn’t horrify her, it was
pure.
Beautiful.
And the thought made her body scream with want.
He had her in his thrall, she thought as her legs started to move towards him.

Spike lay on the bed, talking to Dru, didn’t even notice the blond woman approaching him.

“Dru, look, if you want to talk than that’s fine by me, just not now.”

“No, no, there’s no other gir…”

Spike looked up seeing the amazing figure in front of him.
He hung up and locked eyes with Buffy.

It seemed like eternity where no one of them dared to speak until…

“Hey Spike, are you finished talking to your girlfriend?”

And with that Buffy snapped out of ‘whatever that was’ she thought and looked to Angel who stood in the door frame.

“She’s no..:”

“Hey Angel, what’s with the drink you promised… I’m thirsty.” She smiled at him with her sweetest smile.

‘A Girlfriend? FINE!’ She thought as Angel took her hand and led her into the other room.

Spike didn’t quite know what just happened here.
He knew she felt the same as he did when they looked into each others’ eyes.

‘And then Mr Poof has to show up and open his mouth… bloody wanker’
He stood up, put his shirt on and straightened her hair.

Walking out of one of the bed rooms he entered the living area, suddenly feeling the need to kill someone.

Angel had his arm around Buffy’s shoulders. Talking sweet nothings into her ear.
To Spike’s horror he saw Buffy’s hand on Angel’s thigh, laughing at the ‘shit’ he just said.
She looked in Spike’s direction and quickly turned around and laughed again.

Spike wanted to hate her but he couldn’t the smile was so wonderful.

‘Why isn’t she some skanky chick… HERE!’ he looked at Harmony ‘Why isn’t she like that stupid bint’ Spike shock his hand and took a drink out of the bar.

‘This is going to be a long night.’

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‘This is going to be a long and more importantly fulfilling night’ Anja thought when she felt Gunn’s hand run down her thigh.
They switched positions so she sat on Xander’s lap, while Gunn sat on the floor in front of them. The evening was turning out great for her, though she couldn’t help but wonder how far the two men would go. She would love to spend time with them, get to ‘know them better’, basically see both men getting it on. But what if they weren’t into it. Normally she could sense ‘gay vibes’, as she liked to call them.
‘Nope, nothing gay about them’ So she was back to the first thing that bugged her. How far would they go?!

She felt Xander nuzzle her neck, rambling on about how good she felt, when suddenly she felt him lift his hips and hear him groan.

That tore her out of her thoughts and she looked down on his lap where she felt the movement.

Gunn’s hand has somehow found it’s way between her back and Xander’s stomach and was now obviously travelling south as she could feel him sliding down her spine.

‘Well, isn’t that nice’ she thought when Gunn’s hand sneaked under her ass and grabbed Xander’s obvious buldge roughly.

“You, uhm… wanna go somewhere more private?” she asked bluntly, encouraged by Gunn’s movements.

Xander seemed to snap out of his haze and looked at her with desire filled eyes.
“We should do that. I could call the reception and ask for a r …” Xander wanted to offer.

“There’s a large bedroom just in the other room. With doors to lock. I think we’re perfectly fine here.” Gunn cut in.

The three of them looked at each other and silently agreed. Anja was so eager that she nearly stumbled over Gunn when she stood up. Xander, however, caught her and took her hand. Gunn stood up and grabbed her ass. Both of the men leading her across the room and into the bedroom.

Although Anja was quite occupied she couldn’t help but notice the obvious sparks between Dawn and Connor, the obvious discomfort Buffy felt while sitting beside Angel and something weird going on with Spike.

‘Well, they’ll have to figure out for themselves. Mommies gonna get herself some man-meat’
And with that she stepped in the room, followed by Gunn who quickly locked the door.

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Connor couldn’t take his eyes off of her.
‘Dawn’ he thought over and over.
‘That’s definitely one of the most beautiful names he’d ever heard’

He saw her looking over to him a couple of times, never giving him the slightest hint of sympathy but hey ‘at least she’s looking’ Connor thought.

Oz and Willow were talking about instruments, showcases and the difference between open air and club sessions.
The glimpses they changed told everyone in the room that they had it bad.

The surprise of the evening was definitely Anya.
Not only was she flirting with Xander but also with Gunn. The three of them sat on the couch. Well, Xander was, Anya lay on his lap. Gunn laying at their feets.

‘Oh, yep, Mommy’s gonna get some tonight’ Dawn thought, repeating the words Anya said earlier when the three of them made their way into the bedroom.

Then her eyes narrowed.

‘GRR WHAT’S HIS PROBLEM, why does he have to look at me like this??? HIS GIRL IS BESIDE HIM’
Dawn wanted to straddle him with all it was worth.

She thought about all the torturing things she wanted to do to Connor when she felt someone sitting down next to her.

“Evening Nibblet, everything ok?”

”Sure”

“Doesn’t look like it.”

“Well, it is, ok!”

“Hm, want another drink?” Spike changed the topic, not wanting to push her.

For the first time Dawn looked up and into Spike’s eyes. She smiled and nodded.
‘He’s nice’

Spike handed her a coke.

“Uhm, sorry, what’s with the alcohol???”

“You don’t need that. Wanna talk?”

“NO, actually, I WANT a beer.”
She wanted to get up and get the drink herself when she felt a hand on her arm.

“C’mon, bit, let’s talk. I could need someone to talk…. And don’t even deny it … so do you.”

Dawn looked up into his eyes again and felt like she could trust him, tell him anything.
She nodded and he led her out on the balcony, earning a curious look from Connor … and Buffy.

… TBC





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