‘What the hell am I thinking?’ Buffy chided herself as she retreated to the living room. ‘I tell him slow then practically jump him in the kitchen.’ Her face grew warm as she remembered that the *jumping* wasn’t practically, but actually. She could feel his eyes on her as Spike followed her to the living room. His gaze ran over her scorching her.

Dawn sat in the middle of the couch, TV prepped and ready to go. The coffee table was littered with open boxes of pizza and wings. Dawn squealed around the pizza in her mouth and bounced in excitement.

“Bout time you guys got here. I was gonna eat all the pizza and start the movie without you.” Buffy sat down beside her sister, refusing to look at Spike.

Spike watched as she avoided his gaze and took his seat on the other side of Dawn. He set the soda on the table beside the wing and grabbed one from the box. He settled back against the couch with a sigh and turned to the TV as the opening credits started to play.

“Since you guys took so long I get to pick the first movie.” Spike stared at the screen in shock as the first scene of Beauty and the Beast came on. Dawn giggled at his reaction and snuggled next to him.

“I love this movie, don’t you Spike?” Spike unconsciously wrapped his arm around Dawn and glared at her. She giggled again before turning back to the movie.

Buffy watched in amusement as Spike mouthed ‘bloody hell’ in annoyed acceptance. She smiled as Dawn snuggled into Spike’s side, a smile that grew as he wrapped his arm around her and glared at her.

‘He acts like her big brother.’ Buffy smiled to herself, giggling as Spike tried to steal a piece of pepperoni from Dawn’s pizza, only to be slapped away. Her giggle caught in her throat as Spike’s piercing gaze caught hers. His eyes were darker than she had ever seen them, almost devouring her in their intensity. Buffy pulled her gaze from his to stare blankly at the screen, her body growing warm from his attention.

‘This isn’t happening.’ Buffy moaned to herself. ‘I am *not* falling for another vampire. He is soulless, a killer. Ok, so he has saved the world a couple of times. He isn’t really that evil anymore. But this is so totally wrong.’ She sighed and tried to concentrate on the movie.

Spike half heatedly watched the movie, having read the story years ago. He was more fascinated at the play of emotions on Buffy’s face. It was obvious that she was not interested in the movie anymore than he was.

Her hair shone a honey gold in the soft lamp light. The silky strands laying loose about her shoulders. He couldn’t help feel the urge to reach out and capture a soft lock between his fingers. Watching her was fascinating, a portrait of perfection. Spike smile ruefully as his poetic side couldn’t help but be released with his appreciation of her beauty. Buffy licked stray pizza sauce off her fingers, causing Spike to shift uncomfortably in his seat. Dawn looked up at Spike worriedly.

“Buffy trade me spots. I wanna lean but I think me leaning on Spike is hurting him.” Buffy stared at her sister in a mix of horror and shock. “Come on. You’re just sitting there.” Dawn stood up from her seat and waited expectantly for Buffy to shift over. Spike’s gaze caught with Buffy’s frightened one. He lowered his hand to the seat beside him, patting it softly, a smirk on his lips.

‘Come on Slayer.’ Spike thought to himself, as indecision warred within Buffy. ‘I don’t bite.’ His smirk grew into a leer, causing Buffy to squirm. ‘Not unless you want me to.

Buffy slid over closer to Spike, careful not to touch him. Dawn huffed down in her new seat and returned to her movie. Buffy sat ramrod straight beside Spike, refusing to relax her stance. Spike smiled at the uncomfortable Slayer and turned his gaze to the movie. Buffy couldn’t help but feel a little hurt when Spike didn’t try anything with her seated so close.

‘Bad Buffy.’ She chided herself. ‘No more wanting the undead.’ She relaxed into her seat as she got caught up in the movie.

Spike could feel her heat, scorching him, as she settled closer to him. Her scent surrounded him, causing his pants to bite into tender flesh as they grew tighter. The movie was preempted as Spike watched Buffy eat from the bag of chips she snagged. His watched raptly as she would lick each finger after each chip, her tongue wrapping around her finger softly.

The fact that she was so close but not touching finally ran it toll on Spike. With an exaggerated yawn, Spike stretched and rested his arm on the back of the couch. Buffy couldn’t help but smile at his gesture and angled her back towards him. Spike grinned at her move and slowly dropped his arm around her shoulders. Buffy slid closer to Spike, resting her body against his, her hand resting comfortably on his thigh. Spike pulled her closer and sighed in contentment, glad that Buffy hadn’t pulled away with Dawn sitting there. With her next to him, Spike was able to relax and concentrate on the movie and the feel of her against him.

Spike was struck by the similarities between the movie and his own life. The Big Bad Beast falling in love with the beautiful Belle. Her over coming her fears of his evilness to love him back. He hugged Buffy against him as Belle looked into the mirror at the Beast with a loving caress.

Buffy was preoccupied with the feel of Spike against her to pay much attention to the movie. The octagonal squeeze he gave her made burst of pleasure sing through her body. She was so preoccupied that she failed to notice the movie end. Dawn jumped up to remove the tape and noticed for the first time how close her sister was to Spike. Buffy noticed Dawn’s stare at blushed.

“What? I was just suppose to sit there uncomfortably while you sat in my spot?” Buffy asked her sister playfully. “Besides he is getting soft around the middle. It makes him a great pillow.” Spike gave the Slayer a mock glare and pulled her across his lap, an evil glint in his eye. His hands slid down her sides in a soft caress. Buffy swallowed the lump in her throat as she stared at Spike. He smirked evilly and tickled his fingers against her ribs.

Buffy squealed and tried to pull away but Spike’s vampire strength held her firm. Dawn watched in amusement as her sister tried unsuccessfully to escape the clutches of the vampire. She couldn’t help but giggle as she remembered the last tickle fight she had saw. Riley had tickled Buffy’s foot and she kicked from his grasp, cracking a few ribs in the process.

Dawn threw in the next movie and sat back down in her seat. Spike stopped tickling as Buffy cried ‘uncle’ and let her slid back into her seat. Buffy whipped the tears from her eyes and elbowed Spike in the ribs forgetting to temper her Slayer strength. She winced and waited for the answering one but was greeted as Spike simply laughed and wrapped his arm back around her.

‘One benefit to a vampire boyfriend.’ Buffy thought to herself as she settled back against him. ‘Can’t hurt him as easy.’ The opening credits of the next movie stared, pulling the trio into the story.