Chapter 6
Buffy relaxed as they entered the decorated gymnasium. She saw the jealous
looks of the other girls in her class and couldn’t help the smile that it
brought to her face.
“What are you smiling at, luv?” Spike asked softly.
“That I have the best date here and all the girls hate me.”
Spike laughed at the admission as he took her hand and led her out to the
dance floor. “I didn’t do to badly either. Care to dance, pet?”
Without answering, Buffy wrapped her arms around his neck and thrilled at
the gentle touch of his hands on her hips. After a minute of swaying to the
music, Buffy rested her head against his chest, resisting the urge to run
her hands over the hard muscles that she encountered.
Spike gently pressed a kiss to her hair, pulling away slightly to rest his
cheek against the top of her head. The two danced through another song,
each savoring the feel of the other.
Buffy slowly pulled back to look into his bright eyes. “Why did you come
tonight?”
“Don’t want me here, pet?” he asked with a smile.
“I couldn’t think of anyone I’d rather go with, but I didn’t think you would
want to go to a high school dance.”
“Not usually, no, but this is different. This is going with you, and I can’t
think of a better way to spend a Saturday night.”
Buffy smiled at the admission, fighting the urge to kiss him for his
thoughtfulness. As the two broke apart at the end of the song, Buffy
noticed the way he casually held her hand as they walked off the floor and
tightened her grip. Spike smiled at the slight pressure change and pulled
Buffy closer to him. “Want something to drink, luv?”
“Yeah, that would be great.”
As Spike walked over to get some punch, Buffy groaned as she watched Harmony and her minions approach her.
“So, Buffy, I see you were able to land a date,” Harmony commented in her
nasal tone.
Buffy sighed. “What do you want, Harmony?”
“Just to let you know that you’re way out of your league. You think that
Spike Giles is going to stay interested in you?” she asked with a laugh.
“He’ll probably be looking for someone else to leave with by the end of the
night.”
Buffy clenched her teeth but tried to stay calm. “Gee, Harmony, I never
thought of that. I guess I shouldn’t talk to you anymore. Spike might
think we’re friends, and that certainly wouldn’t help my chances.”
Harmony huffed and walked away with her trail of followers. Buffy headed
for the door, needing some air.
Spike watched from across the room as Buffy talked to another blonde before
turning and walking out the door. Spike quickly took off to see what was
wrong. As he got to the doors of the gym, Spike walked into the darkened
school hallway and took in his surroundings. He saw an exit door and headed
toward it. Looking outside, he saw Buffy staring up at the moon, hugging
her arms around her body.
Spike quietly exited the school and approached her. “Buffy,” he said
quietly, touching her shoulder. Buffy whirled around in surprise and visibly
relaxed when she saw Spike. “What are you doing out here, luv?”
“I just needed some air.”
“This wouldn’t have anything to do with the blonde you were just talking to,
would it?”
“It’s nothing for you to worry about, Spike, really. Just stupid high
school stuff that I can’t wait to leave behind.”
Spike contemplated her for a minute as she turned her back to him. Not
thinking before he acted, Spike stepped forward and wrapped his arms around
her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder. Buffy relished the intimate
feel of him as she rested her own hands on his.
“So, what’s after the dance, Goldilocks?”
“Some big party at Cordy’s. Her parents are out of town and told her she
could have the entire senior class over. You don’t have to go if you don’t
want to. I’ll understand, and you have gone well and beyond the call of
duty.”
“Will you be there?”
“Yeah.”
“Then I will, too.”
* * * * *
Just after midnight, Buffy and Spike walked through the foyer of the Chase
mansion. Buffy had only been in the house one other time, and now, she was
truly in awe of the size of it. She grabbed Spike’s hand, scared that she
would lose him in the throngs of people, and led him through the house to the
back deck. Buffy saw Willow and Oz swimming in the Olympic-size pool and
waved.
“Hey, guys!” Willow said as she swam over to meet them. “Cordy's got extra
suits in the pool house. They’re hidden in the bathroom cabinets since
there are just enough for her friends.”
“Thanks, Wills,” Buffy said. She turned to face Spike. “Do you want to swim
now?”
Spike briefly had the image of Buffy in a two-piece flash through his brain.
“Now’s good,” he said in a hoarse voice. Buffy gave him a quizzical look
but headed into the smaller pool house.
Rifling through the cabinets, she finally came across the swimsuits.
Tossing a pair of black trunks to Spike, she waited outside the door while
he changed. When he reappeared a few minutes later, Buffy licked her lips
at the sight of his bare, muscular chest. Spike smirked when he saw her
staring, and his smile only broadened when a blush rose to her cheeks. “I,
uh, I better get changed,” Buffy said as she walked around him to get to
the bathroom.
Buffy looked through the various colors and styles of the swimsuits before
picking a navy blue string bikini. She quickly took her hair down and let
it tumble around her shoulders. Grabbing a couple of towels, Buffy quickly
hung up her dress in the connecting bedroom and made her way out the door to
encounter Spike. His eyes seemed to light up as he looked her over.
“Ready to go, luv?”
Buffy noticed that his voice seemed to drop a little as he stared at her, and
she felt her face heat up again. “Yeah.”
Spike put his hand on the small of her back and led her out of the house.
* * * * *
An hour later, Buffy was soaking her tired body in the hot tub. She was
exhausted from the long night at the dance and the subsequent water fights
they had shared with Willow and Oz. Now as she was lounging in the hot tub,
Buffy looked around for her date. Spike had disappeared ten minutes earlier
to get them something to snack on, and she hadn’t seen him since.
With a sigh, Buffy pulled herself out of the hot tub and wrapped a towel
around her waist. Wandering through the house that was now filled with
drunk senior classmen, Buffy found her way to the kitchen. Walking through
the door, she froze when she saw Spike with Harmony wrapped around him. Her arms were pulling him close as she looked like she was trying to devour his
face. Spike pulled away and met Buffy’s eyes as she turned and fled the
house.
Buffy quickly made her way to the pool house, rushing through the door and
into the spare bedroom. She quickly slammed the door shut and took several
deep gulps of air. “Okay, Buff,” she said to herself. “He’s not your
boyfriend- he’s just a nice guy who’s your friend and decided to do you a
favor and take you to the prom.” Buffy put her head in her hands. “He
doesn’t even like you.”
Buffy quickly shed the towel and pulled her dress out of the closet. There
was no need to stick around anymore if her friends had disappeared and her
date was off making out with another girl. Just as Buffy pulled the dress
off the hanger, she heard a loud knocking on the door. Puzzled, she went
over to open it and encountered an out of breath Spike.
Buffy raised an eyebrow at him. “That’s what smoking will do to you.”
“Buffy, I’m sorry, I-“
“Spike, you don’t owe me any type of explanation. We’re friends, and you
were just doing me a favor tonight by going with me. Don’t worry about
it,” she said as she walked back over to the bed.
Feeling his body against hers, Buffy turned around. “That wasn’t what it
looked like, Buffy. She kissed me, I didn’t kiss her back.”
“Spike, I-“
“No, you deserve to know this. I didn’t come here tonight to shag someone.
I came here tonight because I wanted to be with you.” Buffy stared into his
eyes as he continued, gently cupping her face. “I want to be with you,
Buffy. I don’t want to just be friends anymore. It’s not enough, I want
you.” Spike’s lips quickly descended to her own as he gave her a passionate
kiss.
Buffy felt lightheaded as she reached around his waist to balance herself
against the dizzying emotions coursing through her. Pulling away slowly,
Spike looked down at Buffy as she tried to catch her breath.
“What do you think, luv? Do I have a shot?” Buffy didn’t answer him, just
pulled him down to her for another emotional kiss. Slowly leading him with
her, Spike found himself lying on the bed with Buffy beneath him. Trying to
control his raging hormones, he moaned as her body arched into his. His
hands, of their own need, began caressing her body, roaming over the soft,
exposed skin. Slowly, Spike felt his hand slip under the top of her bikini,
gently squeezing her full breast. Buffy moaned, thrusting herself against
him again. Spike felt all willpower fading as he realized they were only
separated by two very thin pieces of fabric. Suddenly realizing who he was
with, Spike pulled away from her and sat up.
“What’s wrong?” Buffy asked.
“Nothing, baby. We just need to stop.” Spike looked up and saw the hurt
look on Buffy’s face as she stood up. “Buffy, what’s wrong, luv?”
With her back turned to him, he heard her whisper, “Is it me?”
Spike was off the bed in a flash, spinning her around and pinning her to the
nearby wall. “Never think that again,” he said through clenched teeth.
Spike saw her chin quiver as she looked at him. “Why don’t you want me?”
Spike gently kissed her before answering, “I want you, baby, but you deserve
better than this. I don’t want you to do something you’ll write off as a
weak moment later.” Spike watched her, waiting for her to say something.
When she stayed quiet, he continued, “Buffy, when it happens, I want it to
be special. I don’t want it to be in a guest house at an after-prom party.”
He paused as he gently tilted her face up to his. “Buffy, if you want me
half as much as I want you, it will happen.”
Buffy nodded as he kissed her forehead. “You wanna get out of here, pet?”
“Where to?” she asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.
“My place.”
Buffy had to suppress a smile. “You know, for someone who was so determined to wait no more than ten seconds ago, you sure do move fast.”
“I was thinking more movies and pizza,” Spike said with a chuckle before
leaning down to kiss her. “And maybe some more of those.”
Buffy giggled. “What are we waiting for?”
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