Wicked Garden

Wicked Garden

Prologue: The Beginning

Jade_Crystal: You know my realllly good looking guy friend I told you about?
ThisYearsGirl: No! You are not setting me up!
Jade_Crystal: Would I do a thing like that...? 0:-) *smiles innocently*
ThisYearsGirl: Yes.
Jade_Crystal: Okay. You got me there. But, no. I don’t want to set you guys up.
I was telling my friend about you and he said he’d like to chat. So, I gave him
your IM Nickname. I hope that's okay...he should be online soon.
ThisYearsGirl: So long as he’s not a serial killer or rapist or...
Jade_Crystal: No! He’s soooo sweet! And he’s an actor! And VERY good-looking!
He’s filming next week but he wont tell me what the film is. Probably wants to
surprise me...
ThisYearsGirl: Yeah, I’m starting filming on Tuesday next week. So, are you and
this guy close? What's his name?
Jade_Crystal: His name is William. Uh, remember last year I told you I was going
out with a guy? It was William. We went on a few dates but we figured it would
be best to just be friends. There just wasn't that ‘spark’
ThisYearsGirl: This is the guy you cried about for a week?
Jade_Crystal: Well he was my first boyfriend in ages so I was...delicate at that
time
ThisYearsGirl: Yeah, right.
Jade_Crystal: He’s just come online. I’ll get him to IM you. Toodaloo, Buff.
Love and Hugs...
ThisYearsGirl: Love ya, honey.

Buffy shut her IM page with Willow and waited a few seconds before a new email
address flashed. She clicked on it.

BlueEyes101: Hi, I’m a friend of Willow. A/S/L?
ThisYearsGirl: Hi yourself. 26/F/New York. U?
BlueEyes101: 28/M/New York
ThisYearsGirl: Groovy.
BlueEyes101: Groovy? You seen Austin Powers waaaaaaay too many times...
ThisYearsGirl: Nice nickname by the way. You really have blue eyes? LOL.
BlueEyes101: Yes!
ThisYearsGirl: Just checking! LOL. My ex thought that 3 inches was actually 8.
Maybe I should have brought him a ruler for his birthday...?
BlueEyes101: LOL. So Willow tells me you’re an actress.
ThisYearsGirl: Yep, you too, I hear.
BlueEyes101: Yeah. I’m starting my new film next week.
ThisYearsGirl: Me too.
BlueEyes101: Huh. Weird.
ThisYearsGirl: You don’t suppose...we’re working on the same film?
BlueEyes101: I highly doubt that, Love. You're a very respectable young woman
from what I hear. You wouldn’t be acting in the film I’m acting in.
ThisYearsGirl: It’s not called ‘Wicked Garden’ is it?
BlueEyes101: Bloody hell!
ThisYearsGirl: It’s not that bad! I read the script...okay there are quite a few
love scenes. They shouldn't be that...uh, explicit-right?
BlueEyes101: Of course. Well, I’m going to be your co-star, then. How about
that? What is your full name, love?
ThisYearsGirl: Buffy Summers, well my friends call me Buffy. U?
BlueEyes101: William Giles.
ThisYearsGirl: Pretty name...got a picky?
BlueEyes101: Of me?
ThisYearsGirl: No-the carpet.
BlueEyes101: No, I don’t, Love. You’ll have to check out some websites.
ThisYearsGirl: And the site address is...?
BlueEyes101: www.WGiles.com or org or net or...I don't know. Never was very
good with computers.
ThisYearsGirl: Thanks, I’ll try that later. But now, I’m going to read through
my lines.
BlueEyes101: How do you remember your lines, then? Where can I get a picky of u?
ThisYearsGirl: Now that would be telling, wouldn’t it? (Go to
www.ElizabethSummers.com-there are a few picks but otherwise its just an advert
for my acting, whatever that means. Or you could ask Willow. I‘m sure she has
lots on her computer)
BlueEyes101: Suppose so... anyway, I’ll let you get gone. I’ll see you next week
on set, then...
ThisYearsGirl: Okay, Bye.

Buffy logged off the IM Board and opened a new page. She typed in the website
William had given her. Finding the gallery, she clicked on the first picture
and gasped at what she saw. “Hubba Hubba...” Wow. He’s gorgeous! Remind me to
thank Willow for introducing us! This film is going to be so fun to shoot!


William sat at his computer, typing in the site address that he was given by
Buffy. The home page displayed a large picture of what he assumed was her face.
She was quite a looker. Petite and blonde. Just how he liked them. William
smiled at the thought of working with her for two months . This is going to be
interesting.


The next evening, Willow logged onto her computer to see Buffy online already.

Jade_Crystal: What do you think of William, then?
ThisYearsGirl: We’re working on the same film. What a coincidence!
Jade_Crystal: Wow, okay. That's...really creepy, actually. OMG! He’s got to do
the love scenes with you! Ha!
ThisYearsGirl: *Frowns* What's wrong with that?
Jade_Crystal: Nothing but now I know what type of film he’s going to be in.
ThisYearsGirl: LOL. You going to tell him?
Jade_Crystal: Of course! Then I get to take the piss!
ThisYearsGirl: So what is he like? I saw some photos and I have to say-he’s not
half bad looking
Jade_Crystal: I know! But he has a girlfriend.
ThisYearsGirl: Anyone who looks like that is never single for long.
Jade_Crystal: He has lots of girlfriends...well, not all at once...I don’t
think...
ThisYearsGirl: He’s a womaniser, huh?
Jade_Crystal: Spot on. But he’s a great friend. Even slept over when I was going
through my break-up with John. You’ll like him.
ThisYearsGirl: I hope so. I’ve got to basically have sex with him for a week
straight.
Jade_Crystal: *Chokes on milkshake* What!?
ThisYearsGirl: For the film? It takes ages to film the sex scenes and there are
quite a few.
Jade_Crystal: You don’t actually have to have sex with him, do you?
ThisYearsGirl: No, but it’s gotta look like it and I have to say, looking at the
pictures? I don’t think I will have any complaints about being in these
positions with him. LOL!
Jade_Crystal: Enjoy it! But remember what I said!
ThisYearsGirl: Yeah, Yeah, Womaniser, blah blah, blah...
Jade_Crystal: I think I’m gonna come down to the set during filming and visit
you guys. See how everything goes. And it will be nice to see you again! I can’t
believe it’s been so long since I’ve seen you! But until then, mail me! I will
probably be on the IM board every night. Love you lots, Buffy
ThisYearsGirl: You too, Will xXx

Buffy sat back in the chair whilst listening to Stone Temple Pilots on her
computer. Willow had been her friend since high school and they had been close
ever since. It was a pain that they lived on opposite sides of the city, though.
Luckily, the set for ‘Wicked Garden’ was no longer than a 45 minute drive to
Willow’s house. With a sigh, Buffy stood up and went to gather the belongings
she wanted to take with her tomorrow. Buffy was usually this disorganised,
though, leaving everything to the last minute so it didn’t take long to pack.
She included pyjamas and wash things because usually she sleeps on the set. It’s
easier than having to spend over an hour driving home each night and morning
with long working hours on set. She chucked in her ‘Set Pass’ so she could get
onto the set and her passport. For some stupid reason, they needed conformation
of everyone who enters the set. Buffy switched off her computer and changed into
her night clothes. I might as well get a good nights sleep before two months of
non-stop work.


William stood at the stove stirring a large saucepan of spaghetti sauce. He
smiled when a pair of arms wrapped around his waist and a head rested on his
shoulder. “Mmmm. William Giles-chef extraordinaire.”
“I don’t know about that, Love.” He turned around to face his companion,
kissing her on the forehead, “I’m going to miss you, Baby” Veronica smiled
shyly. Inside her mind was whizzing. William was going away for a whole two
months! She would get to spend some time with Riley. He was a bit dim but a
real demon in the sack. Not that William wasn’t, but how else was she supposed
to get her jollies for two months? Besides, it’s not like he’ll find out.
“I know, I’ll miss you too.” She kissed him before stepping away and laying out the
plates on the table, ready for William to dish up.

Later that night William lay in bed next to Veronica wondering if he had packed
all he needed for the next day. Last week he had packed his suitcase but he ran
through it’s contents in his head to check. It’s better to be ready than have
to rush at the last minute.


It was 8 O'clock Tuesday morning when Buffy Summers tripped on her dirty washing
pile and hit her knee against the coffee table. “Ow! Frickin’ coffee table!” She was about to go through the door, but turned at the last moment, ran back into the bathroom, and grabbed a box of ‘the pill’ from the side of the sink, throwing them in the side of her bag. Just encase
Buffy hopped over to the door and grabbed her keys off the side. She was running
late for her first day on the set. She had already chucked her suitcase in the
boot of her car so she limped down to her Mercedes and speeded down the
motorway.


William entered the gates of the set an hour early. He wanted to sort out his
things in his trailer and have a read through his lines before he was called up
to do his first scene. Also, he wanted to meet the infamous Buffy Summers.


Buffy sped through the gates at the set, only stopping to show her
identification and ask for directions to her trailer. She pulled up outside a
large trailer. As she was late she left her bags in the car, picking up her
script and walked over to the set where she could see the producers talking
amongst one another.
“Hello?”
“Oh, hello, Miss Summers, we were just wondering if you were going to turn up!”
He chuckled.
“Sorry about that. I didn't take into account the traffic jams I had to sit through. I just hope I haven't picked up a speeding ticket!”
“Well shall we get you into makeup, then?”
“Show me the way.” Buffy smiled and walked next to the producers to the makeup
trailer.
As she entered the small cabin she saw a man already sitting down. His hair was bleached and fashionably mussed up. Buffy smirked, “William Giles” she stated.
William turned, startled and grinned, “Miss Summers, I presume?” he said
holding out his hand which Buffy shook. “Call me Buffy. Or Buff. Or B.” She
shrugged sheepishly.
“Righty. You can call me Spike.”
“Why ‘Spike’?”
Willia-Spike smirked, “Wouldn’t you like to know...?” Buffy smiled to herself
then took her seat next to him. Wow. Look at his arms. Those are good arms to
have. And his eyes! They look even better in real life...
Suddenly two make up artists walked into the trailer. The producers seemed to
have disappeared without Buffy noticing. After a short introduction and an hour
in the makeup chair, Buffy and Spike makeup was finished.
“I still don’t think that guys should have to wear makeup,” Spike chuckled,
“gives men a bad name.”
“You know it’s only for the cameras. Besides, you can't even see it with all
the lights they’re gonna have shining on your face. It evens out the complexion
or whatever...So how do you know Willow?”
“A friend of mine introduced us-Alexander? He works for her at ‘Rosenberg’s’.”
Willow is the proud owner of a restaurant, also Buffy’s best friend.
“Oh, right yeah.”
“Excuse me Mam, Sir,” A small balding man interrupted, “but could you follow me
to get your outfits?”
“Sure,” Spike said and they both followed the small man into the next trailer,
where they were both handed carrier bags. “In those are your outfits. Uh, I was
told by the director that he changed the order of shooting and he’s going to
film the uh, sex scenes this first week to get it over and done with. He thought
it would be easier for you both.”
Spike and Buffy looked at each other, both slightly embarrassed that they had to
do these scenes with hardly saying more than ten words to each other. The man
directed them to the changing room where they could change. In the separate
cubicles, Spike and Buffy both opened their bags and a litany of curses were
heard from Buffy. The small balding man flushed and tried to block the sound
out.
“Crap! Fuck! Shit! They call that an outfit? For fucks sake. “
“Do, you need to know how to put them on, Mam?”
“No!” she snapped, “I think I can work it out...”
“Do you have a robe?” Buffy asked, sticking only her head outside the cubicle
door. The man plucked two plush red robes from the back of the door and handed
one to Buffy, then threw the other over Spike’s door. A muffled “Thanks” was
heard. A few moments later both people came out of their cubicles wrapped in a
robe. Their eyes met for a second and both looked away again quickly,
embarrassed. Both actors had performed sex scenes before but not this uh,
explicitly. This should be interesting... both thought simultaneously.


Buffy had appeared on the set twenty minutes before and had been briefed about
what to do.
“Okay, Buffy, William. If you could get into position?”
Both took a deep breath and walked through the set until they came to a wall. It
was make of brick and was supposed to be outside of a shed in the grounds of a
mansion. Buffy stood on a step that had been provided and leant with her back
against the wall. Spike came up and stood before her. Blushing, Buffy untied her
robe and slid it off. Spike’s eyes bugged out. She was wearing what looked like
thong bikini bottoms but the sides were made of see through thread. She had what
looked like two stickers covering the front of her breasts. from the side it
would look like she was naked. Spike dragged his eyes away from Buffy when he
realised he was staring. Her face was tinged pink. Spike felt sorry for Buffy
and thanked his lucky stars that he was of the male species. At the moment. He tugged his robe
off and watched as Buffy raised an eyebrow. He was swearing blue ripped jeans.
The fly and button were open but underneath he had what looked like a skin
coloured pair of briefs. Lucky Bastard, Thought Buffy, but his chest is
just...mmmm. Her eyes were drawn to it as she studied the lean muscular
abdominal muscles. She pulled her eyes away as Spike advanced on her. She leant
against the wall and lifted one leg around Spike’s waist, pressing her crotch
against his. Oh, yeah, this is going to be fun, he thought as he pressed
intimately against her, forcing her to press harder against the wall. The couple
stood like that for a few minutes as the director stood next to them, showing
the cameraman the angles at which to shoot. When he was satisfied, he turned to
the couple.
“Okay so, William I want you to start the shot with your face buried in Buffy’s
neck. I then want you to kiss her. Roughly and passionately. And don't forget to
uh,” the directors face tinged, “thrust.” Spike nodded. “Buffy, I want you to be
uh, thrusting too. Your really enjoying it, move against the wall and from when
William kisses you, I want you to count to ten seconds then shout his name as
you orgasm. Okay?”
“Got it.”
“Good. Remember this is a practice so we can perfect it later.”
“Ready?”
Spike grasped Buffy’s other leg and brought it around his waist so she was
practically sitting on his crotch. He pressed harder into her so she wouldn't
slide down the wall. Buffy raised one of her hands to hold onto the top of the
wall so she wouldn‘t slide down.
“Action.”

Spike buried his face in Buffy’s neck, grunting as he moved back and forth.
Buffy had closed her eyes and her mouth hung open as she thrust in time with
Spike, her face a mask of pleasure. She moaned and grunted and panted. Her eyes
stayed closed as Spike kissed her roughly and passionately. She let his tongue
enter her mouth and they entwined in an erotic dance. This is nice, Buffy
thought, but was then thrust particularly hard against the wall and winced, or
not...
Spike pulled away from her face, burying his head in her shoulder.
One...
thrust
Two...
Thrust
three...
moan
four...
grunt
five...
pant
six...
thrust
seven...
thrust
eight..
“Oh God!”
nine...
grunt
ten...
“Jack!” Buffy shouted at the top of her lungs, shaking violently as she
reached her uh, pinnacle.
“Cut!” The director shouted. “Great! That was great! But I think I what you to
bury your face in her chest after kissing her and Buffy, I want you to grab hold
of his hair and keep him sort of pinned to your chest.”
“Got it.”
“I also want Buffy to thrust a bit more. Act like you're so wrapped up in the
passion that nothing else exists... I think we’ll work on your orgasm later,
William.” And with that the director walked off to speak with the camera man.
Buffy giggled. Spike quirked an eyebrow. “You have to wait till later. Been a
bad boy, huh?” She giggled again. Spike smirked and pressed his crotch into
hers, reminding her that they were still wrapped up like lovers and that she was
in a rather compromising position. Buffy gasped as Spike rubbed against her.
“That's it!” a shout penetrated the atmosphere. The director appeared at their
sides. “That face you just made. It’s perfect. Use it for your orgasm. It really
shows passion.” and then he walked off, leaving Buffy blushing profusely and
Spike grinning at her cockily. Right, she thought. He wants to play games? I’m
in.
Buffy smiled to herself and called over the director again and whispered in his ear.
She grinned as he nodded at her suggestion. Spike frowned, as he tried to
overhear but had no success. He raised his eyebrows at Buffy, silently demanding
to know what she said. Buffy smiled saucily as the director called, “Ready?”
“Action.”

Spike buried his head in Buffy’s neck, then kissed her passionately, her face
one of bliss. As Spike broke away from her, he ducked his head and pressed it
into her chest. Buffy pushed his head into her, her finders threaded through his
hair. Spike inhaled. Her skin smelt of vanilla. He couldn’t resist the
incredible urge to lick her skin.
Buffy gasped involuntarily as she felt his tongue brush the tops of her
breasts. The nerve! Oh, well. Happy birthday Spike. Buffy thought as she pushed
her hand between the two of them and cupped Spike’s crotch. Spike grunted and
jerked against her slightly, shocked by her actions but kept his face against
her breasts and kept thrusting. He sucked and nipped her skin.
Buffy was grinning inside, had she managed to get him back?
nine...
grunt
ten...
“Jack!” Buffy practically screamed. She opened her eyes slightly, and shook
violently with her ‘orgasm’. Buffy had concentrated on the feel of Spikes lips
and tongue over the tops of her breasts and allowed a look of pure pleasure to
cross her face as she climaxed.
“Cut! Guy’s that jus blew me away! I think we've got that shot but I want to do
a couple of close ups. I want one of Buffy climaxing one of William's with
his head on Buffy’s chest and one of you hand moving over Buffy‘s body. I think
we’ll start with Buffy’s climax.” He walked away to organise the cameraman's
angles.
Spike blew against Buffy’s chest, making it goose pimple. “You are evil, you
know that?” he murmured to Buffy who grinned, “I know.” .

After standing the camera on a tripod, it was moved within three feet of Buffy’s
face so the cameraman could zoom in. After spending almost two hours trying to
perfect the shot, it was two O’clock in the afternoon and the director called
for a much needed break.
Both actors sighed heavily and donned their robes, following everyone else to
the canteen.
“Well that was...” Buffy started.
“Intense?” Spike finished.
“Spot on.” there was a pause, “I’m really sorry I uh, grabbed...you...”
Buffy winced
“Not a problem. Rather enjoyable experience if you ask me.”
“I didn’t, you Perv.”
“Hey, don’t you get shirty with me! You...grabbed me first! I’m just letting
you know that I didn't mind is all!”
“Shirty? That‘s not even a word.” Buffy paid for a plate of pasta and went to
sit down at an empty table. Her legs were aching as she had been wrapped around
Spike all day. She sighed as Spike sat next to her. “Look, I’m sorry. I was out
of line earlier.” Buffy cringed at her pathetic excuse for an apology. So did
Spike. “Apology accepted, Buff. I’m sorry too.”
They sat in comfortable silence for half an hour before they were called back on
the set. they still needed to get two more shots done today.

Back on the set, an hour later they had perfected the close up of Spikes face on
Buffy’s chest. She had had to endure a whole hour of licks and nibbles to her
breasts. It was so frustrating! And what made it worse was that Spike knew this.
Last shot of the day-hopefully went ahead. Spike and Buffy resumed their
positions, both sore from standing in the same position all day. In this shot
Spike had to run his hands over her body. I bet he’s laughing that he’s getting
to cop a feel...
After the camera had been set up, Spike rested his hand on Buffy’s shoulder and
the camera was going to follow it down the side of her body to her thigh.
“Action”

Spike’s hand caressed Buffy’s shoulder, then slowly dragged itself down her
back. Buffy arched against the wall, involuntarily pressing into Spikes crotch.
He had to hold back a moan. They had been in this position all day and it was
very frustrating. He expected to have a nice long date with his hand and shower
tonight.
The camera followed his hand as it caressed her lower back and curved over her
buttocks and over her thigh as they continued to thrust.
This scene took over two hours. The director had tried changing the camera
angles and then had Spike caressing over Buffy’s collar bone, over her breast
and down her stomach to disappear between their bodies. Buffy cringed as she
thought back to that. The back of Spike’s hand had accidentally touched her
through her knickers and he realised that she was getting a bit hot and
bothered. She had seen his grin at the revelation and just knew that he would
be teasing her all through the movie. The director had chosen to use a part of
each shot in the end.


As soon as Buffy got back to her trailer she logged onto the net and IMed
Willow.

ThisYearsGirl: OH MY GOD!
Jade_Crystal: What!? Spill, girl!
ThisYearsGirl: The director changed the order of filming. Turns out we had to do
the sex scenes today.
Jade_Crystal: Ha ha! LOL! So? Did it go okay?
ThisYearsGirl: Well it was the end of the day and we were doing the last scene
and we had been rubbing against each other all day and he had to put his hand
down between our bodies and let me just say, I was getting a little hot and
bothered with all the touching.
Jade_Crystal: OMG! Did he notice?!
ThisYearsGirl: He didn’t say anything but he got this funny little smirk on his
face...
Jade_Crystal: Oh dear god. You’re in for it then.
ThisYearsGirl: What do you mean?
Jade_Crystal: He’s gonna be taking the piss for ages!
ThisYearsGirl: Great. Just what I need.
Jade_Crystal: So has his girlfriend been to the set yet?
ThisYearsGirl: Not that I know of.
Jade_Crystal: Lucky you. She's a right ho. I reckon she’s cheating on Spike.
I’ve seen her a couple of times clinging onto this jack-ass footballer.
ThisYearsGirl: Does Spike know?
Jade_Crystal: No. And don’t you go and tell him. He’ll find out sooner or later.
Besides, he won’t believe you if you told him. He’ll probably find some
underwear that doesn’t belong to him or something. Then chuck her out. LOL.
ThisYearsGirl: They live together? How long have they been dating, then? I
thought you told me Spike was a ‘Womaniser’. What's the Ho's name?
Jade_Crystal: Veronica. They have been dating for just under two months. I don’t
think Spike likes the arrangement-she just sort of invited herself to stay over.
ThisYearsGirl: What kind of name is Veronica, anyway?
Jade_Crystal: I know. LOL. If he’s not dating a woman then he’s out every night
doing god-knows-what.
ThisYearsGirl: Nice. Not.
Jade_Crystal: Well, Hun. I don’t mean to be a party pooper but I’ve got to go
and meet up with Oz for dinner. I got a night off and he’s taking me to a
French restaurant. As long as he doesn’t expect me to eat snails-I’ll be fine.
LOL!
ThisYearsGirl: Have a nice time, Will.
Jade_Crystal: Will do. Oh, and you have fun with those sex scenes. LOL! I feel
really sorry for you. I had been dating him for a few weeks and I had only
gotten familiar with half his body. You got the whole package as soon as you met! Not that a half naked Spike is a bad thing...
ThisYearsGirl: Half? Which half?
Jade_Crystal: Wouldn't you like to know...?

Before Buffy could answer, Willow had logged off.
She sighed and walked to the end of her trailer to run a bath. She poured
the bubble bath in and started up the hot tap. She undressed after closing the
curtains and wrapped herself in a large fluffy towel.
Just as she was about to step into the bubbles, there was a nock at the door.
Cursing, Buffy went to open it, clutching the front of the towel in a death
grip. She poked her head out and sighed when she saw who was there.
“What do you want Spike?”
“Hey. Uh, I just wanted to know if you wanted to check out the local bars and
clubs...”
Spike trailed off as he took in Buffy’s form. She was wrapped in a tiny white
fluffy towel that just skimmed the top of her thighs. Her long bronzed legs and
shoulders were bare and her hair fell around her face, tousled from having it
tied up all day.
“Well I was just about to get into the bath, as you can probably see. But, um.
It’s not that late so if you want, I would be ready by nine?” Buffy’s shoulder
started to goose pimple
Spike felt himself harden uncomfortably at the sight and shoved his hands into
his pockets and hoped that Buffy hadn’t noticed, “Sure.” He breathed.
“Any particular clothes preference?” Buffy asked. She wanted to fit in to
wherever they were going.
Spike smirked, “Wear something slutty,” he paused, “slutty-er.” Spike turned and
walked back towards his trailer as Buffy spluttered, “I’ll be back at nine to
pick you up.” he called over his shoulder.
Buffy fumed as she stepped into the bath. How dare he? Well she would get him
back tonight, that's for sure. ‘Slutty’ my ass...

As soon as Spike got to his trailer he locked the door and lay on his bed with
the curtains closed. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his hardening cock.
What the bloody hell was she doing answering the door like that? She defiantly
made an impression on his cock, that's for sure. Spike let his head fall back on
the pillow as he encircled his impressive length, squeezing the base before
moving up over the head . . .
He continued to stroke as he visualized Buffy’s face from earlier. He wondered
if she really looked like that when she came. A few minutes later Spike let out
a gasp as he began to climax. Images of Buffy wearing nothing but a thong and
two strategically placed stickers entered his mind and Spike shuddered, laying
limp on the bed. Spike sighed and reached behind him to get something to clean
himself with. He pulled a t-shirt from under his pillow. It was his New York
T-Shirt. The one that Veronica liked to wear...shit. Veronica! Spike cringed as
he thought of his girlfriend. He had been meaning to break up with her for the
last week. She was really clingy and was practically living at his house. Spike
liked his personal space. After a moments pause, Spike shrugged. What does it
matter fantasising about someone else if you're going to break up with her?
Spike tucked himself back into his pants and went to read over the plan for
tomorrows scenes.

At exactly nine O’clock, Spike knocked on the door to Buffy’s trailer. She
opened it almost immediately. Spike’s mouth hung open as he took in her
appearance. She wore a black leather trousers and a dark red lacy bustier with
the tops of her breasts almost falling out the top. Her hair was tousled sexily
and she had dark, heavy make up on.
“You gonna come in for a second? I’ve just got to get my purse.” Spike stepped
into the trailer and watched as Buffy disappeared into her room. Bloody hell!
Where was the back to her top?! There was a few strings of lace holding the
whole top together. All he had to do was pull one and the whole thing would
probably fall off! Spike grinned. She was a firecracker, and he was going to
make sure he took revenge for her giving him such a shock.