Next Door

Spike smiled softly to himself. He had never felt so comfortable in his life and he burrowed his face further into the warm neck he was pressed against and sighed when he felt the warm body snuggle closer to him. She felt so warm and so soft….wait. Soft? Drusilla was all hard edges and angles and he pulled away with a frown. When he saw the blonde hair and the innocent face of Buffy laying draped across his chest. She looked so beautiful in sleep and he sighed. God what was he doing. This was ridiculous. He gently eased his way from underneath her and stood up glancing at the clock and cursing when he saw it was almost eleven.
He picked up the scattered Chinese cartons and the empty cola cans going to the kitchen to put them in the bin trying desperately to forget how right it had seemed to be asleep with Buffy on his couch. When he went back in she had rolled over and he looked down at her silently studying her before bending down so he was kneeling next to her.

“So beautiful pet.” Spike sighed lifting his hand to trail down her cheek gently. She twitched under his hand and her eyelids fluttered open slowly revealing her questioning gaze. For a few moments nothing happened, both finding it impossible to look away. They were so lost staring at each other that neither noticed when they both seemed to inch forward. They were barely a centimetre apart from each other when Spike finally realised what he was doing and for some reason…
He just didn’t care.
“Fuck it.” He mumbled before claiming her lips before she could pull back. They both moaned into the kiss simultaneously, and both their eyes fluttered shut once more at the sensation. Her lips were soft and warm and he ran his tongue along them begging for entrance. When her lips parted in a moan he immediately took advantage and thrust his tongue inside to tangle with hers.

Perfect.

It was the only way to describe it.
It was so perfect they almost didn’t hear the key in the door.

Almost.

They both sprang apart with their eyes wide from both shock at the kiss and fear of who was opening the door. Buffy quickly stood up and threw her bag over her shoulders running straight to the back door with Spike right behind her. She opened the door just as the front door opened but before she could step outside she had to say something.
“Spike…”
“I’ll speak to you later luv. Go.” He urged quickly. He didn’t want to hurt her feelings but if Dru found Buffy in the house at eleven there would be hell to pay. Buffy nodded and left despite the fact there was so much more she had to say. She sneaked back to her house and managed to get to her bedroom with out making a single sound. She changed into her pyjamas on autopilot and it wasn’t until she was laying in her bed that she realised what had just happened. Spike had kissed her. They had kissed! The feelings running through her came to an abrupt crash as guilt, happiness and fear all collided and she felt her stomach roll.
Oh god what if he thought it was a mistake? He’s married! I'd be the other woman! Oh god.


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“Im a prick. A giant huge prick.”
Spike looked up from his hands and groaned when he saw Angel smirking at him.
“I knew you’d be the wrong person to talk to about this.”
“Well come on Spike! You know how much I hate Dru and Buffy’s funny, sweet and hot…everything Dru isn’t.” Angel laughed.
“Angel seriously. Put away your hate for Dru cause this is serious.” Spike said seriously.
This time when he looked up at Angel the smirk was gone and he had a torn look on his face.
“What do I do?”
The answering shrug Angel gave him had him burying his head in his hands.

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“I cant believe we kissed. What am I going to do?” Buffy moaned into her hands, while Willow and Cordelia looked on sympathetically. The shy nerdy girl still hadn’t got over her shock at hanging around with the likes of Buffy Summers and Cordelia but since Buffy had ran into her in the bathroom they had invited her to eat lunch with them and they had even planned a night of dancing at The Bronze.
“What’s the big? You like him. He obviously likes you.” Cordelia shrugged.
“He’s married.”
“Please! Big deal!” Cordelia laughed ignoring the disbelieving looks both Willow and Buffy were giving her.

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“Buffy?”
“What’s the matter mom?”
“Don’t think I don’t know young lady.”
Buffy’s eyes widened in fear and she stared at her mom in complete terror. How did she know?
“You haven’t been to Mr O’Connor’s house for at least a week. Im not complete dense. He is nice enough to offer to help and you blow off his lessons!” Joyce scolded her.
Relief flooded through her and she had to hide her smile of relief.
“Im sorry mom I’ve been busy.”
That was of course a lie. She had spent an entire week staring at Spike’s house willing herself to go over there. She had seen him only twice and both times he had pointedly ignored her and she had never felt so rejected in her life and there was no way she cold go and face him now.

“What have you got another boyfriend or something? You cant just stop the lessons Buffy. Your grades have already started improving now I want you to go over there apologise for the lessons you’ve missed and ask if now is a good time for a lesson.” Joyce ordered her giving her best stern look. Buffy’s shoulders slumped but she didn’t argue. She knew she’d lose, so she simply gave in and headed over to next door hoping that Spike wouldn’t make her feel like a complete freak. She somehow managed to knock on the door and clenched her fist willing them to stop shaking. When the door opened her breath got stolen away. She hadn’t seen him for awhile and she felt her heart clench painfully when she saw him standing there. Her eyes must have betrayed her longing and sadness because Spike’s face softened and he gulped as if preparing himself.


“Im sorry. I didn’t want to bother you but my mom noticed I haven’t come around lately and she made me come over to ask you to continue with the lessons. You don’t have to of course. I can pretend to come over or something if you really want.” She said quickly not once looking up from her feet.
When she was just greeted with silence she looked up and into Spike’s face.
“That’s not necessary. Look…why don’t you come in…we need to talk I guess.” Spike sighed as he opened the door wider. Buffy nodded and walked into the living room and sitting down as Spike instructed her to.
“Im sorry pet.”
Spike spoke so quietly Buffy almost didn’t hear it and she looked up at him with a confused look on her face.
“For kissing you…it was a stupid thing for me to do.” Spike mumbled. As soon as the words were out he regretted it. Her face fell and he saw her take in a shaky breath that he knew was probably to stop her crying.

Oh bollocks.

“Oh….okay…im sorry to.” Buffy lied.
“Oh bloody hell pet im sorry.” Spike sighed giving her his sympathetic look that instantly put her on edge.
“I don’t want your pity Spike.” Buffy said in a much stronger voice.
“Good cos you don’t have my pity,” Spike grumbled. He was just as pissed off as she was!
“Look Spike obviously we can't spend time together so im just gunna go.”
Spike watched wide eyed as Buffy stood and walked to the door. Something in him suddenly snapped and without even realising it he had followed her and put a hand on hers as it closed on the handle.
“Spike what are you- humph!”
Buffy’s question was cut short when Spike’s lips suddenly crashed onto hers effectively stopping all thought.
“Mmm Buffy.” he moaned as he pulled away to trail kisses down her jaw and neck.
Buffy’s eyes were screwed tight and she tried to say something but her vocal chords just weren’t working with her. Spike’s butterfly light kisses ended when they reached her collarbone and he placed another gentle kiss on her lips before sighing and resting his forehead against hers as he panted to find the breath he somehow always lost around the blonde. Slowly they both opened their eyes but still neither moved apart and Buffy felt a warm little flutter when Spike give her a little smile.
“I’ve been wanting to do that for a week.” Spike sighed tracing her lips with his finger lightly.
“Then why didn’t you?” She asked not able to pull her eyes away from his hypnotising blue ones.
“Cause this is wrong. We shouldn’t be doing this.” Spike sighed.
“I know.” She replied sadly as she laced her fingers with his