Animal

Chapter 2

Yummy Presents

“Well…yeah…I kinda got you a few presents…” She murmured looking at the floor.

“Well…?” Spike asked sitting beside her once again. “Do I get my presents Slayer?” Spike smirked. “You give me mine and I’ll give you yours.”

“You got me a present?” She squealed.

“Got you a *few* presents Slayer.” Spike said with a smile. He held his hands out to her and Buffy got up to go get his presents.

Buffy opened the door to the Crypt and picked up the bags she had placed there when she arrived. She walked towards Spike.

When he saw how many bags she was carrying he smiled. “That all for me Slayer?”

“You’ll have to see now won’t you?” She asked smiling back at him.

Buffy handed him a medium sized package. It was wrapped in silver paper with a red ribbon around it. Spike shook it but heard no sound. “A silent present?” He asked raising an eyebrow at her.

“Just open it Spike.” She said softly. ~ The anticipation is going to kill me. I can’t wait to see your face. ~ She thought watching Spike turn the present over in his hands.

He slowly undid the ribbon and let it fall to the floor. He gently removed the wrapping paper careful not to rip it. Spike glanced up at Buffy and saw how anxious she was. “Can I get you a drink or something before I continue?” He asked casually.

“No! Just open the present.” She said anxiously.

Spike lifted the lid to the box. His finger tracing gently over the contents. “Slayer how did you…?” He didn’t finish the sentence, he was overwhelmed by her thoughtfulness.

“Dawn told me you like to write…and draw…I hope you like it…” She said nervously.

“God Buffy I love it. He said removing the sketchbook, a book to write poetry in, some drawing pencils, some coal pencils and a few erasers. “This is such a thoughtful gift.” He said softly.

“I do think of you Spike.” She said looking shyly into his eyes. “I…here’s the next one.” She said handing him a box that was just a little bigger.

Again Spike took his time. ~ I can’t believe she got me anything, let alone anything as perfect as that. ~ Spike thought sighing happily to himself.

When he had the box opened he pulled the artist portfolio out. “I thought …you know if you were drawing something you could take it with you…you know whatever…if you don’t like it I can…”

“Buffy…Slayer…I love it. I can draw at scoobie meetings if I’m bored.” He chuckled to himself.

“There’s more.” She said handing him a small box. “I …this is a replacement. For the one I destroyed.” She said softly.

Spike opened the box just as carefully as the last two. Inside he found a silver Zippo lighter. “It’s engraved.” She said proudly.

Spike pulled the lighter from the tissue it was nestled in. He looked at the lighter and couldn’t contain his glee. Spike was written in beautiful Victorian script, below that in the corner was a tiny B.

He jumped up off of the couch and grabbed Buffy in a bone-crushing hug. “I love it.” He said finally letting her go.

“I’m glad you like it. I really didn’t mean to throw your other one into that slimy demon but Giles said fire was the only way to kill it.” She smiled at the memory of that night.

FLASHBACK

“Look Spike I said I was sorry.” Buffy said touching him lightly on the arm.

“I know Slayer but I got that lighter as a gift and it meant a lot.” Spike said scowling.

“You’re pouting.” She said smiling softly.

“I am not pouting. I do not pout. I’m …yeah I’m pouting but…” Spike was cut off from his rant when Buffy lightly brushed her lips across his.

“Sorry…I …You looked so sexy with that pout. Plus I wanted to see if kissing you now would be any different from kissing you when Willow…when she…I …”

“Made us fall in love?” He asked snaking his arms around her waist and pulling her closer.

Buffy closed her eyes and gave herself over to Spike. ~ Oh god. Better. Fuck this is so much better than the spell. ~ She thought to herself unconsciously rubbing herself against Spike’s hardening shaft.

“Buffy.” Spike breathed. He traced his hand up her trembling spine to gently cup the back of her neck. Spike pulled her in for another kiss, his tongue seeking entrance to her mouth. ~ Oh. This is amazing. The woman I love in my arms. Wait. What? Love? Buffy? Fuck. ~ Spike thought before all thought was driven from his brain. He felt Buffy arching into him and came undone.

Spike growled viciously and grabbed Buffy by the ass with both hands. He picked her up slightly and ground his jean-clad cock into her dampening core. Buffy bucked against him.

“Buffy…?” they heard a voice in the distance.

~ Shit ~ “That’s Riley.” She whispered.

~ Fuckin’ Captain Cardboard. ~ “Stay with me Luv.” He whispered back.

“You know I can’t.” Buffy whispered.

“You could pet. If you really wanted to.” He whispered into her ear licking a trail down her neck and into her cleavage.

“Spike.” She hissed pushing against his shoulders lightly.

When she got no response from him she pushed harder.

“I can smell how much you want me.” He whispered.

Spike was gone before she opened her eyes.
END FLASHBACK
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“Can I get a turn?” She asked smiling sweetly.

“Course Luv, back in a jif.” He smiled at her as he went to get her presents.

He was back right away and handed her one of the presents he had stacked neatly in his arms.

“This one first Luv.” He said sitting next to her once again.

Buffy ripped the wrapping paper off quickly discarding it. She eyed the closed box greedily. ~ Let’s just see how much he thinks he knows about me. ~ She thought smugly. Buffy ripped the top off the box impatiently.

Spike watched her furiously rip the tissue off the gift. ~ That’s my greedy little Slayer. ~ He thought chuckling softly to himself. He sobered instantly when he saw the look in her eyes as she looked up into his from the box where her first gift sat.

~ Oh God. OH GOD. It’s beautiful. ~ Buffy thought tears stinging her eyes. She looked up at Spike and was overwhelmed. She saw fear and uncertainty. And love. That was unmistakable. Spike was in love with her really and truly. She could see it in his eyes and she really believed it at that moment.

Buffy lifted her treasure out of the box and hugged it to her chest. “Spike …it’s…it’s perfect…how did you know?” She asked looking up at him with awe.

“I know you used to have one.” He sighed and sat down. “Buffy I figured …I know you don’t like to share your feelings …at least not with me. I figured this would help you suss everything out.” He leaned in and kissed her softly on the forehead.

“Thank you. I love it.” She said looking at her new diary. The front was covered in shimmering white. Her name was inlaid in silver in beautiful scripture. “It’s beautiful.” She said smiling up at him.

“Next one?” He asked breaking the silence.

“Yes please.” She said holding out her hands like a two year old.

Spike picked up a much smaller present and handed it to Buffy. Her eyes widened in surprise. ~ A necklace shaped box. ~ She smiled and shook the box gently.

~ Bloody hell I hope she doesn’t think it’s a necklace. ~ Spike thought to himself after seeing her reaction and realising what it looked like. “Uh…Luv? Why don’t we open that one later?” Spike asked trying to pry her death grip from the box.

“No way in hell fang face.” She said tugging the box closer to her body and in the process pulling Spike right up on top of her.

Spike, never one to miss an opportunity leaned in closer and kissed Buffy hungrily. “Buffy…” He moaned grinding in to her.

“I’m not giving up this present so …” Buffy started to say. Spike cut her off with another kiss and tried to sneak the present away. Buffy twisted out from underneath him and tried to get away. Spike grabbed her and pulled her against him once again. He growled softly against her.

“Spike…Please…let me go.” Buffy was giggling.

“No way…I don’t want to end up dusty…” He said sincerely.

“I promise you …wait … *why* would I dust you?” She asked sceptically.

“I think you think there’s somng ing in that box that’s not there Slayer and I’m a little worried.” He said softly sighing in defeat. He retreated to the couch once again.

“Spike I promise what ever it is I will not stake you.” She smiled.

Spike grimaced. He was second-guessing his decision. “Don’t be so sure Luv.”

Buffy slowly pulled the wrapping off of the box, prolonging Spike’s torture. She slowly pulled the box open to reveal her present. She gasped with delight and threw herself at Spike.

She was giggling uncontrollably, still grasping the gift in her hand. “Spike …oh Spike…I …I love you.” She gasped as she laughed.

She sobered instantly. “Oh…I…”

“*What* did you just say?” Spike asked, unblinking, not daring to move.

“I…Uh…” Buffy was blushing down to her roots. ~ Shit. No getting out of it. He had to have heard that. ~ She thought to herself as she racked her brain for something to say. She squirmed a little, uncomfortable with his scrutiny.

Spike was shocked when Buffy threw herself at him giggling. He just knew when he got the idea for her present that she would love it. I k I know she’s never had one. Told me so herself. ~ Spike thought happily. Then he heard her say the words he would have waited an eternity for ~ ‘ I love you ?’ Is that what she just said? ~ Spike asked himself and then opened his mouth and voiced his question.
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Well? Please let me know if you think I should continue? I don’t know if you like this.