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To those who might be confused with chapter, you may have to re-read chapter 12.
Flashback




“Then prove it!”


“I will.”


“Then I dare you to get me that rose.”



“Fine!”



William followed where her finger had pointed and saw the single tiny red rose from their neighbor’s backyard. It was so tiny, the only one that had already bloomed among the rest of the flowers. The rose bed was actually hidden behind the fence, but the tree house was high enough to see everything. From up there, they could see as far as the next two blocks.



William started to climb down. “What’s so special about that rose anyway?”



“Nothing.” She answered quickly. “ I just wanna see if you have the guts to do it, Will-yum!.”



“Piece of cake!” He yelled after her as he started to go over the fence.



“Will, be careful! You’re about to fall on that bucket of water!”



Spike turned to her. I don’t freakin’ see any bucket…“Huh? What bucket of water?”



Buffy cringed and closed her eyes at the sound of something crashing and splashing. “That bucket of water.”



“I’m okay.”


Buffy sighed in relief.



William looked at his soaked pant leg and whimpered. “All this for a bloody rose!”



He let his eyes wander. They immediately brightened when he saw that the rose Buffy wanted was now only a few steps away. He quickly picked it and turned. As he did that, his eyes went wide at the sight of a pretty girl with brunette hair standing right in front of him.



“My, my…Miss Edith was right. “ The girl said, motioning to the doll she held tightly with her arm. “She told me that a prince would come out of his castle and play. She was right.”



“Uh…hi! “ William paled at the thought of being caught. “ I’m William. You must be our new neighbor.”



“My name is Drusilla. What do you got there in your hand, William?”



“Oh!” William foolishly showed her the rose in his hand, “ I picked this …for you.”



End of Flashback


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“I… I’ve already seen you naked.” Oh God! What did I just say?



Spike blinked. So not the truth he was hoping for, but he could surely work with this one. “You mean when we were kids. I remember taking showers with you when we were….” His voice trailed as he saw Buffy looked down, her face turning into a deep shade of red.



“Oh. “ Spike’s eyes had widened in realization.



“Yeah.“ She answered timidly.


“ I didn’t know you were a peeping tom, Summers. “ he sneered, trying to appear unaffected by her revelation. His trademark smirk was visible as he went on,. “ If I had known you were that curious, I could’ve bloody shown you. All you had to do was ask.”



“Ewww! “ Buffy’s nose cringed in disgust. “As if! I wasn’t peeping on you, Spike. It was more like an accident when it happened.”



“Oh, really now? Could you tell me when and how did this so-called accident happen?” He cocked an eyebrow.



“I forgot.” That information would give away too much, particularly the part where I witnessed him play with himself.




“Summers.” He warned.



“You know what, I just remembered that I have to meet Willow at her dorm.”



“Not so fast.” He told her, grabbing her wrist.



“What the hell are you doing? I’m not gonna tell if I don’t want to.” She told him angrily.




Spike was thoughtful before he agreed and let go of her. “You’re right. I can’t force you, but…”



“There’s a but?” Buffy’s heart raced even more at the sight of Spike’s mischievous grin. “You’re grinning. Stop that. You’re obviously up to no good.”



“You owe me Buffy.”



“What do you mean I owe you?”



“You do remember about that little promise you made. I asked you before what I’ll get in return from pretending to be your fiancé?”



Buffy gulped. “Huh?”



“You told me that you’ll do anything.”




“Oh that. Okay. Tell you what. I’ll wash your dishes for the entire week.”




Spike laughed. “Sounds tempting but no. “



“Then what do you want me to do?” Buffy asked him, a little shocked with herself that it came out more like an invitation.




Such a loaded question, “What I want from you… “ Spike was thoughtful a moment before an idea popped into his head. He believed that would somehow force the information out of her. “… is to play fair with me, Buffy.”



“Fair meaning?”



“Well since you saw me in my birthday suit, It’s only fair that I…” His voice trailed while his eyes gave her body a once over. Judging from the mortified look he received from Buffy, he’s about 99 % sure now that it would make her cave in.



“What?!!!” She yelled, her eyes incredulous. “I’m not gonna strip in front of you.”



“Well then, just tell me how you saw my manly bits and I won’t ask you to do that for me anymore.”



“I … I can’t.” She shook her head vigorously. “ Does it even matter? That was a long, long time ago.”




“Then I’m afraid you have to lose the clothes. “ He told her, a hint of desperation in his voice.




“You’re a pig, you know that?”



“Come on Buffy. We made a deal. Tell you what. I’ll be lenient and just let you strip from the waist up.”




“Absolutely not. You can’t possibly think that I would show you my...boobs.”




“Well it’s either the truth or the tits.” He waggled his eyebrows at her.” So tell me, which one is it going to be?”




Let’s see. Do I tell him the truth and embarrass myself or do I just strip and suffer equal amount of humiliation? Her eyes came to rest on him. Damn! They way he was leaning against the wall, with arms crossed over his naked chest made him look a lot more sexier. It is sooo distracting. “ All right.” She heaved a sigh.



“All right what?” Spike asked, trying to mask the eagerness in his voice.



“Tits it is.”



“Good. Now tell me when did you-. Wait! Did you just tell me what I think you just told me?” He’s so totally not expecting this from Buffy. I just can’t let her do something she doesn’t want to do.



“Yes.” She answered timidly. ” But it’ll be quick, okay. Now where do I stand?” The sooner she does this, the sooner it’ll be over.



“Where you are now (gulps) i- is fine.” Was that his voice? Spike grabbed a chair, not really sure his legs could support him now that he learned that Buffy was about to fulfill his fantasy no. 42



Buffy’s heart was pounding so loud in her ears that she felt like fainting. Just try to stay calm , Summers, she told herself as she UNPOPPED the first button. No biggie. It shouldn’t be a big deal since he’s your best friend. POP! You very drool-worthy best friend… POP! Her head slowly lifted to see him watching her carefully. POP!



Seeing the passive look on his face, she was beginning to think that her strip tease was having no effect on him until her eyes gradually drifted south and saw his tented crotch. Buffy smiled inwardly as her confidence began to build up.



Finally, she discarded her blouse and threw it backwards.



Spike shifted uncomfortably as the object of his countless wet dreams now stood before him clad only in jeans and a black bra that offered minimal coverage. His mind drifted back to the time that he saw her nearly topless with her shirt soaked through. That was four years ago when her body just got past the puberty stage. If he had found her very attractive then, it certainly doesn’t compare to the woman who’s now standing magnificently before him. Not only that her cup size had obviously grown, her abdomen revealed perfectly toned abs that Spike was now itching to touch with his bare hands. “Wow.” He whispered thoughtlessly.



Buffy’s cheeks colored. “Thanks. I work out.”



Spike chuckled nervously. “Well, I could see that.” Then his smile soon faded as her hands went to lower her straps. A muffled groan escaped his lips and he felt of his manhood painfully strained against his jeans the minute her hands disappeared behind her back.




What am I doing? This is Buffy you git. The love of your life. You shouldn’t take advantage of her like that when you know fully well that you’re not being honest with her yourself.



Buffy was about to let go the only piece of garment that was covering her breasts when Spike suddenly spoke up. “ Wait! I can’t do this.”, he told her as he grabbed the blouse on the floor and handed it back to her.



“Get dressed and just forget about what you owe me. Don’t worry, I won’t pry any more information from you from now on,” He added as he turned his back to give her the privacy she needed.



Buffy feigned her sigh of relief. She wondered what made him change his mind all of a sudden.



“Thanks.”



“No problem.”



“You can turn around now.” She told him after several minutes.




Spike timidly turned, carefully avoiding her eyes. “I think we’d better finish painting your room if you want to get out of the house while the sun is still up.”




“You don’t have to stay cooped up here with me you know. I could finish this myself.” She was so sure that Spike seemed interested. Maybe she thought wrong.




“Pff!” He dismissed her suggestion.” I told you I’m going to help you finish it, so I will. And besides, I’m almost done.”




Several minutes of uncomfortable silence had passed until Buffy finally spoke. “We were sixteen, I think.”




“What?”



“You asked me when I saw you…you know. “



Spike looked at her seriously.” But how did you-. I don’t recall myself parading outdoors with nothing on. Unless you came into my room and peeked without my knowledge.”



At Buffy’s guilty look, a grin began to form in his lips. “No, don’t you dare accuse me being a peeping tom again because I’m not. It was totally a nightmare. I’ve never felt so embarrassed…you went out of the bathroom and then my cell phone rang-“ She stopped, her hand coming to cover her mouth in shock. She can’t believe that she had revealed too much.



Spike’s eyes widened as the memory of the cell phone ringing hit him full force. Bloody Hell! She actually saw me- “Where were you when this happened?”



“In the closet.” She answered foolishly. “If you must know, I wasn’t looking the entire time you were …busy. ” She lied.




Spike returned to his task, not liking the fact that finding out her secret was turning him on once again. “So you heard me…”




“Shout out Dru’s name? Nope, fortunately, I didn’t with the sudden ringing and all.”




Spike turned to her in wonderment. “What made you think I was thinking about Dru when I was wanking?”




“Come on, Spike. I knew you had this huge crush on her even back then.” She told him, hoping that he hadn’t detected the hint of disappointment in her voice. “And I knew then just how much you were crazy about her. So I figured that it’s only natural for you to have her as the subject of your… sexual fantasies.” Buffy looked-up at him and noticed that he looked more like struggling with something. Something she obviously had no clue about.



“I’m done.” Spike told her, avoiding eyes. Truth was, after learning about what happened with her and Riley all he could think about was making a move and kissing her senseless. He wanted to tell her how he feels but he didn’t want to scare her either by being too aggressive. No. What he needed to do is to take it slow. From what she just told her, he has at least five days to woo her. He knows how Buffy loves romantic stuff so he could start by sending her a box of chocolates and some roses.




Spike nodded to himself, convinced that he like the plan he had in mind. But for now, he has to get away from her as soon as possible. The thought of Buffy witnessing him play with himself was creating delicious tingles in some parts of his anatomy. The feeling of urgency to touch her was growing by the minute.




“You need help with that?” he offered. The sooner they finish, the sooner he could leave.



“I’m just about done here as well, Spike. So you can head out now if you want to.” She told him, forcing a smile. She was hurt at the moment, knowing Spike seemed to be in a much hurry to get away from her. He probably felt uncomfortable about the voyeurism thing. She gazed up at him worriedly and hoped that she didn’t ruin their friendship with that tiny revelation.



“Are you sure?”



She nodded before she stood up and suddenly remembered something. “Before you go let me grab something for you to eat at your dorm.”



Spike followed her towards the kitchen. “ Buffy you don’t have to-”



“Mom baked our favorite cake again last night and she strictly insisted I give half of it to you today.” Buffy opened the fridge and handed him the foil wrapped cake. As he took it from her, his finger accidentally came in contact with her hand that shockingly sent delicious tingles to both of their bodies.



Quickly, Spike pulled his hand away, like he’d been electrified.



“ T-thanks. “ Spike stuttered.



Buffy turned and pretended to be looking for something in the fridge.” See you later, Spike.”



“Right...Later.” She heard him say.



At the sound of the door closing behind her, she silently cursed herself for loving him so much. Needing him so much. She let out a sigh before muttering in frustration,” Gah! Why do I have to want him sooo bad!”



With sadness in her eyes, she closed the fridge and slowly turned to find Spike still standing by the door. Dear me.



His eyes now had changed into darkened pools. What he had heard was clear enough to send him over the edge.



He didn’t give her a chance to react as he closed the gap between them with ground-eating steps. The foiled cake was immediately forgotten and fell on the floor. He quickly grabbed her hands, held them over her head, and pinned her against the fridge door with his body before he smashed her lips with his. Buffy, Buffy….



Buffy immediately returned his kiss with equal fervor and soon their tongues were battling for dominance. She moaned, feeling his hands slowly let go of her hands so that it could slip under her blouse to caress her toned stomach before he reluctantly withdrew from their kiss.



Panting, he leaned his head against hers. “ I want you.”




“I know.” She whispered huskily, looking down between their bodies to show him what she had meant. Spike emphasized her point by pushing the hard part of his body against her jean-clad center, making Buffy gasp.



Slowly his hand went up to the nape of her neck to trail down to the middle of her chest, stopping only when it landed on the top button of her blouse. He looked into her eyes and was satisfied to see the burning lust reflected on both of them.



“Spike what are you doing?” She asked breathily.



He popped the first button open. “Doing what I’ve been wanting to do to you since …” he paused. …Forever. “…you did that strip tease for me, Summers.” Pop goes the next button. Her chest rose up and down through heavy pants.




“Spike I-“



The rest of her words drowned as he silenced her with another searing kiss. He proceeded to unpop the rest of her buttons and then finally removed the offending garment away from skin.



Reluctantly, he withdrew from the kiss to look at her before he lowered the straps and began to kiss the soft skin on her shoulder. As his hands struggled on whether or not he should continue with his next move, Buffy took the initiative placed his hand on the clasp of her bra on her back.



He looked at her fleetingly, shocked at her boldness before he finally unsnapped and removed it out of the way. Just like what Spike had expected and imagined a hundred of times, Buffy got a sudden case of shyness and placed her hands to cover herself. Spike slowly removed them.


“I want to see you, Buffy.” He told huskily as moved her hands to her sides.



The way Spike looked hungrily at her breasts made her nipples harden in response.



“You’re so beautiful.” He told her in such a deep sexy voice that only made her want him even more.



Slowly his hand reached out to touch the side of one of her ample breasts, carefully avoiding the part where she’d been aching to be touched. “Spike...” She groaned in frustration.



The bleached blonde tried all his might to control himself as the sound of her mewls had begun to become too much for him.



Finally, his finger went to flick one nipple.


“Ohhhh!” Buffy moaned as she looked into his eyes and found him staring at her with so much intensity. His fingers trembled as he used his palm to touch her and played with her taut peaks in a circular motion.



Spike gave out another groan as lips came down to kiss her once more. Instinctively, Buffy wrapped her legs around HIS her waist when Spike lifted up her bottom. He rolled his eyes and gasped out loud as she daringly pressed against his growing hardness.


Without pulling away from their kiss, he carried her over to the kitchen counter, and used his arm to send some of its stuff flying to the floor.


Buffy’s arms came around his neck as he spread her over the counter. With their breath coming in short pants, his body desperately came to hover above hers.



Spike chuckled as moans of protest escaped from her lips as a result of him withdrawing from their kiss. But her uncertainties were soon alleviated as soon as she felt his lips trailed kisses all over her neck, to her collarbone and down to the top of her breasts.



“Oh God!” Buffy gasped and threw her neck backwards as he felt his lips enclosed one pert nipple. Her trembling fingers went around to entangle itself at the mass of curls at the back of his head to hold him in place. “ More….”



Spike went back up to her lips and delved deeper. He pulled her lower body close to him so that it would somehow ease growing discomfort in his pants.” Buffy…”



His low sensual voice sent delightful shocks through her spine. “Yes.”



“When you… “ He whispered between pants.” When you saw me ….lying on my bed doing my thing. Tell me , what sort of things came into your mind?”



“I can’t…..”



“I won’t tell anyone, pet.” The desperation in his voice caused delicious tingles to her spine.



Smiling mischievously, she added, “I said can’t. But…”



Leaning forward, she whispered something in his ear that caused Spike to give out a sharp intake of breath and close his eyes fleetingly. He couldn’t believe he almost came from hearing Buffy’s tiny revelation. He trembled with anticipation as her fingers slowly wandered downwards, coming to rest on his taut abdomen before she started to unbutton his jeans.



Spike’s jaw began to clench and unclench. Buffy’s hand had already moved towards his zipper. She was about to pull it down when the sound of the doorbell suddenly penetrated through their dazed senses.




TBC



A/N : This is the longest chap that I’ve ever written so far. I hope you enjoyed reading it!


Thanks to all my readers and to all who have reviewed on my last chapter. Also I would like to thank my good friend, Hotmomma MB for a wonderful beta.


For those who do not know yet, I have a new fic which is titled “Love Me”. Please try to check it out and when you do, kindly leave note to let me know if you enjoyed itI Thanks!





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