Moonlight Chat

By: Tiffany

The moon shone high over head as Spike walked Buffy home from the Bronze.

Spike looked over at the girl walking beside him and sighed to himself. The

moonlight danced across her face, illuminating her perfect features and

making her eyes twinkle like the stars.

Buffy looked over at Spike and smiled. "You're staring."

"Sorry Pet can't help myself." he replied giving her a lopsided grin.

"When I look at you, I...well, I just...I can't explain it. Never mind." he

added in a rush and looked away.

Buffy stopped and turned Spike so they were facing one another. "Please,

Spike. Try and explain it. Please?" She put her hand on his cheek and he

instinctively nuzzled into her palm. "I want to understand you. I need to.

If we're going to make a go of what ever this is we're doing, we need to be

honest with one another."

Spike closed his eyes, took a deep breath and blew it out slowly. When he

opened his eyes he found Buffy looking up expectantly at him. Unable to

deny her anything, he resigned. "Okay, Luv, you win...when I look at you

it's like, well, it's like basking in the sunlight on a summers day. You

light up the dark places inside of me, Slayer."

"You sure know how to make a girls heart swoon." she replied smiling broadly

at him. The smile on Buffy's lips fell abruptly when she noticed that he

was not returning the gesture. "What is it? What's wrong?" she asked

hesitantly.

"I wasn't finished, Luv."

"Sorry." she replied sheepishly. "Please finish."

"Sometimes when I look at you" Spike paused briefly, "I am ashamed of what I

am, of the things I've done. I have always enjoyed being a vampire, the

thrill of the hunt and all that rot you know. But the kill, I just don't

enjoy it the way I use to. Bloody hell, I've even left my last three

victims alive!"

Buffy gently stroked his cheek with her hand and looked him in the eyes.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd think that you were growing a soul." she

said softly.

"Not bloody likely, Pet." he snorted back at her.

Buffy couldn't help but giggle at the indignant expression on his face.

Seeing the laughter light her eyes, Spike could contain the urge to hold her

no longer. He quickly pulled Buffy into his arms and kissed her

passionately before trailing tiny kisses across her jaw and down her neck to

her collarbone. He nuzzled his face against her neck and groaned "Do you

know what you do to me, Slayer? Do you know how you make me feel?"

"No, but if it's anything like how I feel when I'm near you...." she stopped

and blushed a brilliant shade of red.

Spike captured her lips once again. This time sweeping his tongue past her

lips and gently caressing hers. He snaked one hand up behind her to caress

the back of her neck. His other arm went around her waist and pulled her in

tightly against him.

Pulling back from the embrace Spike said "Well, Pet, we best be getting you

home before your mum starts to worry." Buffy was momentarily taken aback by

the love and longing shining back at her in his eyes.

She took his hands and smiled "I'm in no hurry. Maybe we could go to

your place for a while?"

"Anything to make you happy, Luv."

"Anything?" she questioned with a glint of mischief in her eyes.

"Anything." he stated as calmly as he could. His heart and mind were racing

trying to figure out exactly what she meant by 'anything'.

He gave her hand a little squeeze and started down the street to his place.

He had a feeling that this would be night to remember.

The end

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