Next Door

“I can't believe its only eleven.” Buffy sighed.
“I know feels like this night went on forever doesn’t it?” Spike smiled smiling into her hair. She curled into his side tucked safely under his arm as he drove back home. She felt so right and he couldn’t help thinking how well they fit together while he and Drusilla didn’t fit at all.
“My parents will probably be home now to.” She groaned.
“Will it be okay if I park the car in my garage and then you sneak to your house? I really don’t want the neighbours or your parents to see you getting out of my car. Id be lynched.” He said seriously imaging it.
“Sure.”

When they finally pulled into their street Spike gulped seeing Buffy’s moms car in the driveway and he quickly pulled his car into his garage closing the door behind them before she got out of the car.
“Well I guess I should be going home.” She sighed sadly leaning into him as he hugged her.
“Yeah…happy birthday luv.” He said softly.
“Thanks…I’ll see you soon?” She asked looking up at him from underneath her eyelashes.
“You can count on it.” He smiled kissing her softly on the lips before finally letting go of her and watching as she disappeared through the garage door.

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“Buffy!! Happy birthday!”
She was ambushed as soon as she stepped into her house and she smiled at Giles over her mothers shoulders when she saw the little party hat he was wearing.
“happy birthday dear.” he smiled warmly wrapping her up in a hug after her mom.
“thanks Giles.” She smiled, she was on a complete high and couldn’t wipe the grin off her face if she tried.
“Well you look unbelievably happy…good date?” Joyce asked with a raised eyebrow looking down at her daughters elegant and fancy choice of clothing tonight. She almost didn’t notice the bracelet around her daughters wrist
“OH my dear god!” Joyce almost fainted when she finally noticed the shiny piece of jewellery and she lifted her daughters wrist to examine it closely.
“Who is this boy? How can he afford something like this!?” Joyce asked in a mixture of curiosity and shock.
“Im not telling you who it is cause you’ll run him off and he’s shy…and this wasn’t that expensive…fake probably.” Buffy lied hoping her mom would buy it.
“Well it certainly doesn’t look fake…and I saw the card, this boy really does seem sweet.” Joyce smiled excitedly. Buffy hadn’t shown this much interest in a boy in…well ever and so she was extremely excited by this boy who had managed to capture her daughter’s attention so fully.
“Yeah he is.” Buffy smiled taking the piece of cake her mother handed her and somehow managing to eat through the huge grin that was pasted on her face.

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“So how did Buffy’s birthday go?” Angel asked frowning at his cards already knowing he was gunna lose this hand.
“Bloody amazing.” Spike smiled. Angel looked up in surprise staring at his brother with a huge grin.
“What happened? Did you guys have sex?!” Angel asked in a rush excited to know the details of what his brother had got up to.
“No…we just did…stuff.” Spike smirked swigging from his beer and smiling down at the table.
“You know you haven’t acted this was since high school? I think Buffy’s had a great effect on you.” Angel smiled glad that his playful brother was back instead of the love sick puppy who panted after Dru.
“Yeah…she sure is special.”
“So…what are you gunna do?” Angel asked bringing up the bad side of the situation. All their previous talks had solely focused on Spike and Buffy and bringing the thought of Dru into the conversation wiped the smile off Spike’s face instantly.
“What do you mean? We’re having fun…everything good.” Spike muttered firmly staying in denial.
“Oh come on man…this aint just fun and you know it. Look if you don’t wanna be with Dru anymore why don’t you just leave?” Angel urged.
“Cause I cant just leave her! I only just bloody married her. It hasn’t even been a year yet…and besides…what would be the point? Buffy’s 17 that’s a year below the legal age and I doubt people would look kindly on our relationship do you?” Spike grumbled taking another gulp of his beer this time finishing the bottle.
“Well brake up with Dru and then wait a year before coming out to everyone about Buffy.” Angel said seriously.
“Tad more complicated than that aint it.” Spike muttered getting up for another drink.

“Spike!” Drusilla shouted as soon as she got home. A muffled yell was her answer and she climbed the stairs and entered their bedroom not surprised to see him typing away on his laptop.
“Your home early.” Spike said not even taking his eyes off the keyboard.
“Yeah…a surgery got cancelled.” Drusilla informed chucking off her heels and sitting on the bed. She kept glancing at Spike with her best pout but he didn’t even notice and she frowned. He always noticed when she was being all seductive so why weren’t he noticing now.
She moved up the bed so she was resting against the head board too and lay her head on his shoulder. She felt him tense underneath her but a second later he was back typing still not even sparing her a glance.
“What is wrong with you!” She suddenly snarled jumping up and glaring at him angrily.
“What are you on about Dru?” Spike sighed surprised by her sudden outburst but not really caring. Before he used to beg for her forgiveness when she went off in one of her moods but he just couldn’t be bothered this time and settled for looking at her blankly.
“What am I on about?! We haven’t had sex in over a month!! You used to be over me like a rash and now you barely touch me.” Drusilla yelled.
When Spike didn’t answer her and instead looked down at the bed spread she give up and put her shoes back on before heading back downstairs and hopefully to the closest bar. She opened the door and jumped when she saw Buffy standing there with her hand raised to knock. Her eyes widened in fear and she stared at Drusilla in shock suddenly realising how dry her mouth was. Drusilla’s eyes narrowed when she saw the teenager on her door and she glared at her with contempt.

“What are you doing here?”
“I…I came for my French lesson…Spikes….he’s been teaching me.” Buffy managed to get out looking down at her feet nervously. She hadn’t seen Drusilla since she had Spike had started to get more serious and the wave of guilt that hit her made her throat close up.
“Spike? You call him Spike?” Drusilla growled thinking of this girl who her husband had only known for a few months already having the privilege of calling him by his nickname when it had took her almost two years to use the name.
“uh…yeah…its what he told me to call him.” Buffy mumbled.
“yes…well…tell Spike im going out and I probably wont be back till tomorrow…not that he cares of course.” Drusilla snarled before hurling herself past the still nervous Buffy and down the driveway to her car.
As soon as the car pulled off Buffy bolted upstairs to where she knew Spike’s bedroom was and peeked her head in. he was sitting there staring at nothing and Buffy sighed knowing he probably wasn’t in a good mood. Her attention however was stolen by the fact that he had wire rimmed glasses on that’s he had never seen before and she smiled at how cute he looked.
“Hey handsome.”
Spike had to fight back the squeal he was about to let out and stared at Buffy in shock and then worry.
“Buffy! Luv you have to go Dru’s here.” Spike said in alarm almost jumping off the bed.
“She’s gone. She just passed me on the way out. Did you guys argue or something she said she wouldn’t be home till tomorrow?” Buffy asked trying her best to act concern when it just came out hopeful. Spike chuckled at her attempt at subtly and pulled her into his arms so they were wrapped around her lower back.
“Yeah we had a fight…no big deal.” Spike sighed leaning in for a kiss.
“Oh.” Was all Buffy could think to say in reply and followed after Spike as he led her back downstairs for the French lesson.

“There you go pet. Much better improvement. We just gotta work on your tenses.” Spike beamed.
“Yeah I so totally suck at that part.” Buffy sighed following him into the kitchen to get a soda.
“So we on for Thursday?” Spike asked.
“Of course that’s a given.” Buffy smiled thinking about their next date and how she would have to be severely wounded to miss it.
“Okay good. Now all the teachings out of the way.” Spike said with a grin before finally doing what he had wanted to do all night and pounced on her.

“That…Was…Amazing.” Buffy panted out rolling onto her side so she was curled into his side.
“Bloody right it was.” Spike yawned closing his eyes trying to recover from another Buffy induced orgasm. If Drusilla had walked in right now he would have laughed his bloody head off. Laying there fully clothed but with his dick hanging out of his jeans and Buffy curled up next to him her shirt ripped in half and her skirt up around her waist…they made quite the sight.
“Your amazing you know that right?” Spike murmured into her hair.
“Please…if anyone’s amazing here its you…you can do that thing with your tongue that’s…well its of the good lets leave it at that.” Buffy smiled
“Believe me pet your mouths pretty skilled itself.” Spike chuckled.
“I better get going before my mom comes knocking.” She eventually sighed dragging herself to her feet and trying to make her self look half way decent. Spike stood up with her tucking himself back in and watching in amusement as she searched vainly for her panties. No way was he going to tell her they were in his back pocket.
“Shit Spike I cant find my underwear.” Buffy moaned digging underneath the cushions on the sofa.
“Don’t worry pet I’ll find them eventually.” Spike said sweetly as he followed her to the door.
“Well okay then…see you Thursday?” She murmured against his lips.
“Hell yes.” He mumbled back before watching her walk back to her house.

God she was amazing.