Fight or Flight

Chapter 10- Aftermath

Buffy woke before Spike did, she was disorientated at first but strangely comforted waking in a vampires arms. She smiled looking up at him while he was asleep, with Angel it used to freak her out because he looked like a corpse, his chest didn’t rise and fall, there had been no indication what so ever that he was alive. With Spike it was totally different, he looked alive. He did not breath but he would make little growl noises and had cute twitches, he looked like a cat dreaming of chasing mice. When he wrinkled his nose and mumbled something incoherent Buffy giggled. She then noted that Spike was an extremely light sleeper. He started to wake instantly.

When Spike opened his eyes, he grinned, wide and predatory. He had not been expecting Buffy to still be in his arms.

“Hello, cutie” Spike brushed a loose curl from her face. She only smiled back. One more surprise for the day, she hadn’t flinched away.

“What were you giggling about?” Spike inquired, testing his luck he pulled her closer to himself. She once more didn’t repel his touch and nuzzled against him.

“You.” She giggled once more. The simple word brought back memories of last night for both of them, not wanting to dwell on it, she continued on.

“You are so cute when you are asleep!” Buffy explained and grinned up at him. Spike was pleased to see a smile on her face and even more pleased to see it directed at him.

“Cute? Me cute? Hey I’m evil missy not cute!” Spike began to wrestle with her on the bed, she giggled once more trying to escape his grasp. Spike succeeded however by cheating and tickling her. Buffy broke into a fit of laughter and Spike took the opportunity to pin her to the bed. The air around them seemed to change and the laugher stopped. Once again Spike was on top of Buffy with her wrists pinned above her head. Their faces were only inches away, the room seemed to fill with lust as their lips inched closer.

Buffy reached up to take his bottom lip in between hers, lightly she kissed it and pushed her warm tongue past Spike’s teeth, he responded quickly and began massaging her tongue with his own. It was a slow and romantic kiss not like the ones previous. There was no rushing to be touched it was purely exploratory.

Spike wanted to taste every inch of Buffy, he was drowning in her smell, and taste. She took his tongue in her mouth and sucked, he moaned sending shivers all thy toy to her bones. The kiss began to deepen and quicken once more their hands began to move as if on their own accord. When Spike licked the roof of Buffy’s mouth she returned the moan, and Spike realised that it wouldn’t be such a good idea for her to be getting him as hot as he was if she wouldn’t go through with anything more.

He pulled back and looked into her hooded lust filled eyes. They were both panting heavily and he needed a second to clear his head so that he could talk coherently.

“Buffy, we need to stop.” He untangled himself from her and the sheets and headed in the direction of the kitchen. Still not fully recovered from his poisoned arrow incident he tended to need extra amounts of blood during the day. Buffy’s heart caught in her chest when he called her by her name for once and not any pet names or ‘slayer’.

Once Spike was out of view Buffy laid back on the bed and began to slap her forehead.

“Stupid, stupid, stupid.” She announced with each slap. She really had to stop doing this to them, it was going to drive them both crazy.

When Buffy emerged from the bed room fully dressed she spotted Spike on the lounge staring blankly at the broken television set, sipping from his mug. Slowly she came and sat on the other side, giving plenty of distance between them.

“I am really sorry, Spike” Buffy said looking up at him with her puppy dog eyes and mirroring the words she had said to him last night.

Spike turned and looked at her, anger in his eyes. When he looked at Buffy’s apologetic face she could almost see the anger disappear and affection replacing it.

“I know, we just gotta stop getting carried away is all.” He smiled at her and again stared at the TV.

“’Kay” she nodded in agreement and left to fix herself breakfast.

For the rest of the day they barely spoke both afraid that they may start something that couldn’t be finished. Spike busied himself attempting to fix the television explaining that he was missing out on too much ‘Passions’. Buffy on the other hand walked around their ‘cell’ attempting to find a way to escape, even if she had done it fifty times before.

When the sun began to set they came to sit on the lounge where they had been in the morning, both unsuccessful with their tasks. They spoke for a while about the hand cuff keys mysteriously showing up and deciding that the demons must have planted it when the gas/arrow had knocked them out. They both avoided any conversation about Spikes chip and tried fruitlessly to think of escape plans. The whole time neither looked at each other in the eyes.

“I’m going to get some sleep, okay?” Buffy announced after the quietness became unbearable.

Spike only nodded and stretched himself out on the lounge. Buffy emerged moments later in her PJs.

“You can have the bed tonight if you want, I can take the couch.” Buffy suggested.

“No, pet the couch is fine.” Spike didn’t even look up, he couldn’t. It took every ounce of his power to not grab her and drag her back to the bed with him. Being this close to her and not being able to be with her was driving him nuts, especially now that he knew that she had feelings for him and the only thing standing in his way was the solider boy.

Buffy nodded in reply despite knowing that he couldn’t see it and heading to the big lonely bed by herself. It was better this way and she knew it. She knew that there could never be anything between her and Spike. He was an evil vampire who was only held back by a chip in his brain. Not only that, but now the chip wasn’t working how was she to know that he wouldn’t start killing everyone as soon as they got out? The only problem was that things were so strained between her and Spike they had to be able to work together so they could escape. A light came on in Buffy’s mind and she had an idea to fix it all.

Spike was nearly asleep when he heard movement coming from Buffy’s room. He didn’t bother to look up, so when he opened his eyes he got a shock that she was standing over him.

“Spike are you awake?” Buffy inquired pulling her robe closer to her chest.

“I am now.” Spike spoke drbut but Buffy didn’t take offence.

“I have an idea” he looked up at her now curiously.

“And that would be?” Spike urged her to continue.

Instead of talking Buffy dropped the robe so that it pooled around her ankles. She was completely naked and Spikes jaw dropped almost as far as her robe.

“I think I like this idea.” Spike Mused

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