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A/N: Written for a Valentine's Day ficathon. Reviews are always appreciated.

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The second William stepped into Cordelia Chase's house, he wondered if he'd made the right choice. Technically everyone in their graduating class had been invited to the post-graduation bash at the house of the most popular girl in school, but William was quite certain at this moment that the implicit "no geeks allowed" rule applied directly to him. The promise of drinking, good weed, and general high school party mayhem would appeal to any guy his age, but the real reason he was there probably wouldn't even acknowledge his presence, let alone talk to him.

From the moment he'd seen Buffy Summers, he'd been completely enthralled. However, his status as the new kid, and not just the new kid, but the new and incredibly weird/geeky kid from some other country made his chances at actually making anything of his infatuation very slim.

His chances were lessened even more by the constant stream of very athletic, good-looking, and socially adept admirers. First there was Liam, Buffy's boyfriend at the time William had moved to Sunnydale. He was his stupid, bloody cousin who ignored William completely and made a fool of him by letting Buffy know just how much he cared about her. And even though William did believe Liam when he had said that he had honestly cared about Buffy, he still hated him for the way he had left things between them, and then literally left.

So, when Liam was gone, and Buffy looked like she might be ready to start up with someone new, William thought he may have his chance, of course the day he was set to make his move, someone got their first. Story of his bloody life, of course. Riley Finn, most recent, and terrible of Buffy's suitors. He was everything William wasn't. Confident, smooth, he played sports, and people seemed to really like him.

William couldn't see why, although that may have had to do with the fact that Riley made it a point to humiliate him at every opportunity.

But now Riley was no more. The wanker had been cheating on Buffy for some time, and after she'd found out, it was over. William was ready this time. He wasn't going to wait like he had with Riley, and he wasn't going to stand by and watch like he had with Liam. Tonight was going to be his night.

At least he had thought so up until he entered the party. He swallowed hard as his eyes landed on her. She hadn't noticed him yet, but quite a few of the others there had, and he was not being welcomed with open arms.

The problem with only having been in Sunnydale for a year, was that William had yet to make a real friend. He'd made conversation with a few people in his classes, but it had never resulted in an invitation to do anything outside of school.

Showing up at Cordelia's without a single sympathetic soul was proving to be more difficult than he'd originally imagined. William took a deep breath and stepped inside, smiling at a few people who at least knew his name and heading straight for a beer.

He stood near the back of the room, nursing a beer, and watching Buffy dance with a few of her friends. By the time he was nearly done with his second beer, he believed he was ready to finally talk to her. The only time he'd ever spoken to her he had been utterly humiliated by Liam, and Buffy ended up looking at him as though he were something to be pitied. He never wanted to see that look directed at him again.

He finished the rest of his beer in one swallow and made his way, slowly, toward Buffy. She looked up as he approached, and what was at first surprise, quickly turned to mild fear, and William's spirits threatened to plummet. He shook it off and came to a stop in front of her.

"Hello, Buffy."

***

"I'm so not worried about-"

"Buffy, I think someone's looking for you."

Buffy turned to look at what Willow was worried about and wished she hadn't. Ever since Liam had exposed his cousin's crush on her, Buffy hadn't really had to wonder about a way to let him down easy. William seemed nice enough, but he really wasn't her type. She didn't know him at all, and from what Liam had said, she wasn't sure she really wanted to. He seemed too intense, and way too bookish. If he had had a crush on Willow, it would have made sense. Buffy could not understand what he saw in her, because there really wasn't anything she saw in him.

Before she could think of a way to escape, he was already in front of her, curly brown hair falling into his bespectacled eyes.

"Hello, Buffy."

Buffy opened her mouth to speak, not yet sure of what she would say, but Riley stepped in before she could decide.

"Gotta say, Willy, sure didn't waste time faced with a second chance did you?"

William's jaw clenched as he tried not to lose his cool. "I could say the same thing about you," he said, nodding toward the dark haired girl on Riley's arm.

Buffy seemed to notice her for the first time and William didn't miss the hurt that flashed across her face. He cursed himself for his callousness and stepped closer to her. "I'm sorr-"

"Well, Buff, now that he's let the cat out of the bag, I guess I should introduce someone." He pulled the brunette closer and smiled smugly at Buffy. "This is Sam, my girlfriend."

Buffy swallowed against the sudden lump in her throat. Riley was just doing it to get to her, but seeing him with the girl he'd left her for was harder than she thought it would be. And then she looked at William who was gazing at her with all the love and devotion she only imagined in Riley's eyes and a thought struck her.

"Actually, Riley, I was thinking I should formally introduce someone as well."

William glanced frantically around, and finding only Xander within reach, his heart fell as he realized that he'd lost the girl again, this time because he'd completely counted the wrong man out. He cursed under his breath and turned to walk away when Buffy grabbed his arm.

"Let my introduce the new guy in my life." She pulled him closer and he wrapped an arm around her waist in a daze. "You know William don't you?"

There was silence around the entire party, the crowd that had gathered to watch the exes' altercation not knowing what to make of the new development.

Riley's near hysterical laugh finally broke the silence. "You expect me to believe that you're with this geek?"

William flinched and Buffy straightened, more determined than ever to follow through with her plan. "I'd prefer that you didn't refer to my boyfriend that way."

Riley shook his head. "You're getting desperate. At least this loser probably won't cheat on you."

William stepped forward at that comment and glared at his rival. "That's enough, pillock."

Riley rolled his eyes and looked over his shoulder to Buffy. "Hope you can keep this one happy, I'm not sure anyone's going to want his sloppy seconds."

William lunged forward, but Buffy held him back. "Go to hell, Riley."

He simply smirked and walked away, but not before his gaze scanned them and clearly found them both wanting.

William turned to Buffy as soon as those around them began milling around again, the excitement gone. "Are you okay?"

Buffy shrugged crossed her arms, suddenly too aware of their proximity. William noticed and stepped back as well. "Not exactly how I imagined this conversation going," he said with a sigh. When Buffy didn't respond he glanced around, trying to decide his next move. His eyes landed on the couple on the couch not too far from them.

He looked back to Buffy, who's eyes were a little wet and his heart clenched. "Do you want to get out of here?"

Finally, she looked up at him, he looked so earnest that she couldn't stand to dismiss him so quickly. She looked over at Willow and nodded towards William. She seemed to take the hint and she and Xander moved deeper into the room.

She looked back to William and nodded, taking his hand and leading him down the hall. "Isn't the door over-"

"Just follow me."

William shut-up and followed, still amazed that she had talked to him at all. She tugged on his hand and led him upstairs, his heart beating harder against his chest the farther they went. Eventually, she led him into an empty room and closed to door behind them.

"Thanks for earlier," she said, sitting on the bed.

He swallowed and sat in the chair across from her. "It was no problem." He grimaced at the sound of his voice.

They sat in silence for a moment until Buffy stood and locked the door. William could clearly hear his heart pounding as she turned off the light and walked toward him. Moonlight poured in from the window next to the chair he was sitting in and he swallowed hard as Buffy stopped just in front of him.

"What are you doing?"

"What did you want to talk to me about tonight?"

William wiped his suddenly sweaty palms on his pants and tried to keep his voice steady. "Uh.. I.. well-"

"Do you still want me, William?"

He was speechless as she placed her hands on the back of the chair behind his head and moved to straddle him. He tried to come up with something to say, but no words were coming to mind. Finally, he managed to nod his head, and she smiled.

Buffy wasn't sure what possessed her to begin this with William. Not an hour ago she was sure she would never want anything to do with him, but after her encounter with Riley, she needed to know that someone still found her desirable.

If the fact that William's breathing had sped up and was suddenly unable to form a sentence were any indication, she had picked the right guy.

"I guess I never thought about you that way before, maybe I should have."

She leaned forward and brushed her lips against his. For a moment he was completely still, but when she pulled back he pushed himself forward and attacked her lips with his. She sighed into his mouth and settled her weight completely into his lap. He groaned and threw his head back as her lower body came into contact with his straining erection.

Buffy smiled at the feel of him beneath her. She allowed her hands to move from the chair down his chest, and was surprised at the hard lean muscle she felt under her hands. She never would have pegged William as the type to work out, but he must have been doing something.

She kissed him with more intensity, fully committed to losing herself in him, at least for the night. His hands settled hesitantly on her waist as he pulled her closer to him. She smiled when he didn't move them any further and grabbed one of them, molding it around her breast.

He moaned at that and she ran her hands down his chest to his waistband before unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants, freeing his erection.

He pulled back and gasped. "Buffy, what are you-"

She cut him off with a kiss and positioned herself above him. Pulling her thong aside she eased down onto his shaft, her eyes rolling back at the feel of him filling her. They pulled away from each other, and William threw his head back, gasping for air, and trying desperately not to come right away.

"Oh God!" they breathed out simultaneously.

She waited a moment for him to calm down before she began to ride him. William leaned forward and buried his face in her neck, panting heavily, his hips thrusting off the chair to meet hers.

"God, Buffy! So bloody tight!"

As hard as he tried, he couldn't stop his balls from tightening. He reached a frantic hand down between them and searched out the spot that would give her the most pleasure. She gasped suddenly when he found it and rode him harder.

"Oh yes.. William!"

The sight of her going over the edge calling his name sent him quickly after her. He kissed her deeply to keep his own cry quiet and pulled her close to him.

They remained in the chair for a moment until she pulled back slowly. "Um.. William-"

"Wait, let me say something." He took a deep breath and screwed up all of his courage, which wasn't hard considering the post-orgasmic high he felt. "Buffy, I lo-"

Bang!

Buffy jumped off of him suddenly, and they both winced as his softening cock was pulled quickly from her. "What was that?"

There was another crash and William stood and straightened his clothes. "Someone's banging on the bloody door."

"Buffy, open the fucking door!"

Buffy's face went white and she cringed. "It's Riley, shit!"

William glanced quickly around the room, trying to think of a way out. There was more banging at the door and he feared they would break down it down. His eyes landed on the window and he looked down to see how close they were to the ground.

"Come on, we'll go this way."

"What are you, crazy? We're on the second floor."

"We can climb down the trellis, I think it should be sturdy enough."

She took one last glance at the door before opening the window and swinging her leg over the ledge.

"Be careful."

She looked back at William and smiled. "I've got lots of practice in this, don't worry."

"Buffy, I'll break this down, I swear to God!"

Buffy made her way down and as soon as William was almost out the window, the lock gave and Riley, stormed into the bedroom.

"You son of a bitch!"

William half slid/half climbed his way down and grabbed Buffy's hand before running to his car.

They didn't speak until he had sped down the street and halfway to her house. Finally, he pulled over and took a deep breath.

"Well.. that was bracing."

Buffy was silent for a moment before she burst into laughter. "Did you hear him? God he's so pathetic. I wonder what his new girlfriend's thinking right now."

William smiled over at her before resting his head on the steering wheel. "He won't try to come after you will he?"

Buffy shook her head. "He's probably just drunk and someone must have told him I went upstairs with a guy. He's probably freaking out right now, but, he's not going to do anything stupid."

They sat in silence for a moment before Buffy spoke again. "I should probably be getting home."

It seemed to snap him out of his daze and he nodded before starting the car. "Yeah, it's late. I think I've had enough excitement for one evening anyway."

"Yeah.. about earlier-"

"You were amazing," he blurted out.

"Well, thanks, I guess, but-"

"No, Buffy, I mean, I've never experienced anything... I mean, it's not like I have anything to really compare it to, but you really-"

"That was your first time?"

William's face turned bright red and he cursed his big mouth. He wanted to think of a way out of that admission, but ended up with nothing and nodded his head, a blush spreading across his cheeks.

Buffy suddenly felt a little bit guilty about seducing him like she had, but there was no way for her to know that he was a virgin. She should have guessed though, he didn't really have many friends, and definitely no girlfriends, but then she'd only known him for a year.

"I hope it was good. I mean for you.. I'm not sure that.. I mean, I thought it seemed like you enjoyed things, but-"

"Don't worry, Will. You were fine."

He smiled and looked back to the road, secretly overjoyed that she had called him Will. No one used that name in Sunnydale, only back in England, when he still had friends.

They were only seconds from her driveway, but he didn't want his time with her to end so soon. They pulled up and she moved to get out but he reached for her hand. "I was thinking.. I mean, we could do something, you know go out sometime. I'm sure I could improve on fine."

The look on his face was too much for Buffy. She had planned on avoiding him until he left for college, but when he was looking at her with so much hope, she knew she had to let him down easier than that.

"Um.. I guess we could go out sometime. Just give me a call later. Do you have my number?"

William smiled brightly. "Yeah, I'm sure I can find it."

They sat for a moment longer before she opened the door. He leaned over quickly and kissed her softly before she could stop him. No matter how geeky he looked, he sure could kiss. She smiled softly back at him and slipped out before he could say anything more.

He watched her go inside and sat for a moment in her driveway before starting his car again and thanking whatever gods had finally given him his dream girl.

***

"Thanks for coming, Willow. I don't know what I'm going to do."

Willow sipped her coffee and nodded. "It was no problem. I still can't believe you slept with William though."

Buffy shrugged, but had the decency to look a little embarrassed. "I don't know what I was thinking. I wish I could say I was drunk. He was just there, and he is kind of cute."

Willow smiled. "Yeah, but definitely not your type."

Buffy nodded. "Definitely. I was just so mad about Riley flaunting that stupid girlfriend of his around. And William really likes me, so it was nice to feel wanted again."

"You have to tell him how you feel though."

Buffy swallowed and nodded again. "I don't really know him. Liam always made him out to be this big weirdo. And we're not into the same things, and oh my God, Willow I didn't tell you."

"What?"

Buffy leaned forward. "He was a virgin."

"Buffy you deflowered the poor guy."

She buried her face in her hands and sighed. "I know, I feel awful. I wouldn't have guessed at first, but looking back I can see it. He was so nervous, I must have really freaked him out."

They both giggled at that. "Oh, poor William, now he's even cuter. Now it's going to be even harder to cut him loose."

"I know, I can't exactly tell him he was just a Riley substitute and now I'm done. I mean, thanks for scratching my itch but you're really not what I'm looking for is kind of cold."

Willow sighed. "It may be what you have to do though, just to make sure he isn't thinking there's still a chance."

"Oh God, I haven't even told you the worst part."

"What?"

"I think he was going to tell me he loves me."

"Oh Buffy, you've got to tell him soon. He'll follow you around forever if you let him."

"Don't worry girls, I think he's got the message."

Buffy's face paled as she turned to see who had spoken. "Oh.. hi William."

***

William had never felt so good in his entire life. Nothing in his love life had ever gone as planned. In England he'd had quite a few friends, even a few girlfriends, but it had never amounted to much. Now, here he was, boyfriend to a golden goddess whom he'd been in love with since he'd set eyes on her.

He wasn't going to waste a moment of it either. He hadn't really been able to sleep well with images of Buffy dancing through his head all night, so he'd gotten up early, intent on surprising her with coffee. All the way to the coffee shop he imagined what it would be like to make love to her in a bed, where they would have time to discover every single touch that would bring them pleasure. There were so many things he wanted to do with her, so many things he wanted to tell her.

He decided to wait a bit before declaring his feelings. Last night they had moved fast, but he suspected she was still a little upset about Riley. He didn't want to scare her away. Soon enough though, she'd know how he felt, and he was sure that if she gave him half a chance she would see how much he could offer her.

He stepped into the shop and right away he saw her sitting with her friend, he could never remember the redhead's name. He was a little disappointed that he couldn't surprise her at her house, but he still got to see her.

As he approached, he heard some of what they were saying.

"I still can't believe you slept with William."

He ducked behind the counter, a little surprised that she had already told her friends about them. He couldn't help but be curious about what she thought about the previous night and remained where he was. As the conversation progressed, his heart broke more and more. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Half of him wanted to lay down and die, the other half wanted to break something.

"He was just a Riley substitute and now I'm done."

His fists clenched so hard, his knuckles turned white. He would have sworn moments ago that Buffy had genuinely felt something for him. Even if it wasn't love, he thought she at least cared a little bit for him. Finding out that she had simply used him for his body because he was the closest one at the time killed him.

"I think he was going to tell me he loves me."

That was the last straw. She could feel whatever she liked about him, she could giggle with her friends about the fact that he had been a virgin until last night, but hearing her mock his feelings like that... It was too much.

He stood and walked as calmly as he could to their table.

"Oh Buffy, you've got to tell him soon. He'll follow you around forever if you let him."

"Don't worry girls, I think he's got the message."

Buffy's face paled as she turned to look at him. "Oh.. hi William."

He said nothing, just looked at her with eyes full of fury and pain. He had planned on saying some hurtful, something that would diminish her feelings like she had done to his, but faced with the brunt of his humiliation, his resolve crumbled.

"I won't be bothering you ever again, Buffy, don't worry." He turned quickly, afraid that if he stayed longer he would end up begging her to give him a chance.

"William, wait, I'm sorry."

He stopped when she touched his arm. "You shouldn't have heard that, I mean, I want to talk to you about-"

"Why?" he whispered furiously. "So you can have more to laugh about with your friends?"

"I didn't mean for it to happen like that."

He stared at her for a moment, but he couldn't think of anything more to say, and he was sick of listening to her. Never once had she tried to convince him that she really did want to be with him, that was evidence enough.

He pulled his arm out of her grasp and made it to his car and halfway down the street before he burst into tears.

***

6 Years Later

"Ok, so the date is all set up. He'll meet you at the restaurant at six. Tara told me he's really sweet, but he looks a little tough. Apparently he's a lawyer."

Buffy smiled at Willow in the mirror as she finished her make-up. "What did you say his name was again?"

"Um.. Spike, that was it."

"Spike? And he would have gotten that nickname, how?"

Willow grinned. "Tara wouldn't say, but I'm sure you have a few guesses."

Buffy rolled her eyes and applied the finishing touches before standing. "How do I look?"

The redhead smiled brightly. "Fantastic, he's going to love it. I hope he's as much as a stud as Tara claims."

"Yeah, well, I just hope letting two lesbians set me up with some guy for a Valentine's Day blind date wasn't a stupid idea."

"Oh please, we set Xander and Anya up, and see how that worked out?"

"Yeah, yeah. Alright, I better get going. If this is a bust it's your ass."

"You're going to love him, I swear."

***

"So what's this bird's name again?"

"Elizabeth, I've told you a hundred times."

Spike adjusted his tie in the mirror and sighed. "Sorry, just got a lot on my mind."

Tara put her hands on his shoulders and met his eyes in the mirror. "Listen to me mister, I want you to forget about court dates and cases, forget about Dru, and have a good time. It's been a year since you've been on a date, and from what Willow says, this girl is a great catch."

"Yeah? Then why is she single?"

"Just hasn't found the right guy yet, I guess. Or maybe she shouldn't be looking for guys at all."

Spike rolled his eyes. "Bloody wonderful, with my luck you'll set me up with some closet lesbian. That'll be the perfect death for my love life."

"I'm teasing, stop being such a drama queen." Tara looked at her watch and pulled him away from the mirror. "Hurry up, you're going to be late."

***

Spike hated being late. So of course, for his first date in forever, he was going to show up fifteen after six and look like a total asshole. He jumped out of his car and tossed the keys to the valet before jogging inside.

He didn't see the smaller blonde in front of him until it was too late. He tried to stop, but it was no use, and before he could tell her to watch out they were both on the floor.

"I'm so sorry, pet, let me help you."

"It's ok, my fault for standing in the-" Elizabeth finally met the eyes of the man who had knocked her down and gasped. "William?!"

He looked shocked for a moment before he could finally speak. "Buffy?"

They stood awkwardly for a moment before Spike cleared his throat and straightened his tie. "So.. You have a date tonight?"

Buffy nodded. "Yeah... Blind date actually. I'm kind of late, I should probably get in there."

Spike nodded, a little hurt at her dismissal and motioned for her to walk ahead of him. As they walked toward the back of the restaurant, he started to get a little worried that they would end up sitting near each other, he didn't think he could take it. She may not think about what had happened, but he couldn't forget.

Finally they reached the only empty table and Buffy turned to look at him. "You didn't need to walk me back."

He rolled his eyes. "Get over yourself princess, I'm meeting my date back here."

"Well I think you made a mistake, maybe it's a different restaurant."

"No," he said stiffly, his patience wearing thin. "I was supposed to be here at six, at this table in the back, to meet an Elizabeth."

Buffy paled. "Elizabeth?"

"Yeah, know her?"

She nodded. "I am her."

Spike stared at her for a moment. "You've got to be bloody kidding me. When did that change?"

"I started using it in college, a little more professional. And you're Spike?" Buffy asked before breaking into giggles.

His expression soured even more before he pulled out the chair and motioned for her to sit. "Might as well get started then."

***

Forty-five minutes later the tension had dissipated a little, and in spite of themselves, they were actually getting along alright. After a little initial awkwardness, Buffy finally began asking questions and telling Spike about what she'd been doing in the past few years.

Spike was amazed at how easily they'd slipped into conversation. He decided early on to put his anger away and try to make the most of the evening. He couldn't deny that part of him was overjoyed at having a chance to finally wow Buffy with his new look and new successful life finally giving him a chance with her, but a bigger part wanted to end this evening with her wanting him as much as he once wanted her. Only this time he'd be the one walking away.

Buffy was surprised that William, or Spike, as he was now calling himself, was seemingly so willing to put the past behind them. She'd thought a lot about him in the intervening years. She realized how awful she had been to him, and even went to his house to apologize to him a week after the coffee shop incident, but he had already left for LA, and his mother did not look happy to see her.

She suspected that might have had something to do with the fact that her dad had called the cops on him one night when William had gotten a little drunk a few nights after their last meeting and stood outside her house in the rain screaming her name. She probably would have talked to him if she'd been home.

Now she had a chance to make it up to him. She just had to gather the courage to do so.

After dinner, they decided to make their way to the party Willow and Tara were throwing at their house. They drove in silence until they were out of the city and finally, Buffy spoke up.

"Spike?"

"Yeah, pet?" Spike responded, trying to turn on the charm.

"I.. I just want to say that.."

The car swerving and Spike's yell cut her off. Spike swore as the car came to a stop.

"What is it?"

"Flat tire, I think."

He stepped out of the car for a moment and came back cursing under his breath. "Yeah, flat tire." He sat back in the car and pulled out his cell phone.

"I know how to change a tire, if that's what we need."

Spike glanced at her with a small smile. "Me too, but I don't have a spare right now. Got to call triple A."

She nodded and watched as he made arrangements and finally hung up. "It'll be about forty-five minutes. Don't understand how they can take so bloody long, but whatever."

They sat for a moment before Spike turned to her. "What were you saying?"

Buffy swallowed and avoided his eyes. "I was just saying.. I'm sorry.. for what happened. I've thought a lot about it... and I can't believe I treated you that way. I don't know what I was thinking."

Spike was silent for a moment and Buffy was afraid he wouldn't accept, but then he smiled sadly.

"Thanks, Buffy. I waited a long time to hear it.. and I didn't think I'd believe it if I did."

"Well I mean it."

"I believe you." And he did. As angry as he had been, there was still a part of him that cared deeply about Buffy. He'd seen a new side of her tonight, and he figured she'd just grown up. It was nice to see, and petty revenge didn't seem so satisfying anymore.

They sat like that for a moment before she broke eye contact.

"So, I know you're a counselor now, but what about your love life?"

Buffy blushed and sat back in her seat. "I kind of took a break for a while after you. I felt like I had been such a slut. I had always said Riley was, but then I jump you before you have a chance to say no."

Spike chuckled and she looked over at him. "I probably wouldn't have said no."

She smiled at that. "Probably not, but I still felt horrible, especially because you..."

"Because I was a naive little virgin? Trust me, that was the best tutorial I could have asked for. Actually, it was probably the best..." he trailed off and Buffy blushed again.

"Anyway.. I felt weird about it, and then I had a bad experience right at the beginning of college. Pretty much a repeat of what happened with us, only this time I was the one left in the cold. Karma, I guess."

It was silent for a moment before Buffy continued. "So after that, I kind of dated around a bit, but really just focused on school and work. I guess the only real love affair I have is with the guy on that 'Angel' show. That's pretty much my date night."

Spike scoffed. "That poof. What he lacks in brains he makes up for in hair gel."

Buffy giggled. "Oh c'mon, he's brave, and really cute."

Spike just rolled his eyes.

"Funny things is," Buffy began, chuckling, "Willow tries to set me up all the time, but this is the first time I actually went through with it."

"Pretty ironic, huh?"

Buffy nodded.

"What about you?"

Spike laughed bitterly and leaned his head back on the head rest. "Doesn't get much better after you, pet."

"C'mon, I shared mine."

He glanced over at her. "Fine.. I met a girl about a month after I moved to LA. She was your exact opposite, and I thought she really cared for me. But she was a little nuts. We were going to get married and a few weeks before the wedding I found her screwing a guy from my firm in our apartment. So that was that."

She moved her hand to cover his. "I'm so sorry."

He shrugged. "It was about a year ago. I'm ok now."

"Maybe we're both just doomed."

Spike moved his hand so that his fingers could intertwine with hers. "I don't know. Sometimes things like this happen for a reason."

Buffy looked down at their hands and swallowed. "You would actually consider something after what happened?"

Spike looked at her for a moment and smiled. "As long as you promise me that you've changed, and it isn't my new hair that's so attractive to you."

She giggled. "I can say for sure that the bleach isn't the thing turning me on."

He grinned and leaned closer to her. "I won't take it so well this time if things end like they did."

Buffy smiled sadly. "Neither would I."

Their lips met in a soft kiss, each one hesitant to deepen it. Finally, Spike's tongue licked against her lips, begging entrance which Buffy gave willingly. She moaned into his mouth as their tongue's met and felt him smile against her lips.

He pulled her closer against him as she ran her hands through his slicked back hair, causing the curls she secretly loved in high school to spring up. As his hands moved up her stomach, eventually coming to cup her breasts through the flimsy material of her dress, she thanked God for bench seats.

He groaned as he hand slid up his thigh, coming to rest on his growing erection. He continued to massage her breasts with one hand while sliding the other up the slit in her skirt so that he could tease her with caresses on her inner thigh.

"Will, please..."

Spike grinned and slipped one finger under her thong to rub her clit softly. She pulled away from his mouth and cried out his name, causing his cock to jump in her hand. He wasted no time, ducking his head to lick and suck along her pulse point. Her earlobes were next, he loved to hear her gasp and pant out her pleasure as her ears, breasts and cunt received the attention they so needed.

Buffy squeezed his cock gently, causing him to break away and gasp, giving her the space she needed to dole out the same punishment he was giving. Her lips traced down his jaw to his neck as her nimble fingers undid the buttons on his pants.

He stilled her hand and she looked back up at him. "Let me make it up to you."

He hesitated for a moment before he moved his hand to her back and let her continue. Once his cock was free Buffy dipped her head so that she could lick the precum off the head. He moaned her name loudly as his hand ran up and down her back.

She grinned and licked a long line up his shaft before taking him completely in her mouth.

"Oh Jesus, Buffy!"

She moaned around his cock, and the added vibration almost had him cumming right there. "It's been too bloody long, pet, I'm so close."

She ran her finger underneath his balls and stroked the space under them until he called out her name and spurted in her mouth. She licked him clean and kissed the tip before tucking him back in his jeans.

Spike pulled her up quickly and smashed his mouth to hers. He could taste himself on her tongue and the thought of her lips so recently around his cock had him hardening again. "I want to taste you, Buffy."

She allowed him to lower her back onto the seat and smiled as he ran his hands up her thighs.

"You don't think I'm a big skank do you?"

Spike stopped and looked into her eyes. "This isn't exactly the first time." She frowned slightly and he leaned over her so that he could see her eyes clearly. "I wouldn't be doing this with you unless I cared about you, Buffy."

"I care about you too."

He smiled brilliantly and kissed her. "I think we're ok then."

He moved back down her body and hooked his thumbs in her thong, ready to pull them down and-

Bang!

"Bloody hell, not again!"

Spike sat up suddenly and waited until Buffy had smoothed her skirt down before rolling down the window.

"Yes?"

"Umm... we're here for the tire change..."

"Yeah let me help you with that."

Spike rolled the window back up and looked over at Buffy. They were silent for a moment before they both burst into laughter. "Did you see his face?"

Spike leaned over and kissed her quickly. "I'll be right back, pet."

She smiled and kissed him again before he got out to help with the tire.

Eventually, Spike came back and started the engine trying not to laugh too hard. "What's so funny?"

"Guy couldn't stop blushing. I've never seen anyone so nervous while changing a tire."

They started down the road and Spike glanced over at the girl who'd once broken his heart, but seemed intent on making up for it. "Do you really want to go to this party?"

She looked at him for a moment before sliding over in her seat and running a hand up his thigh. "I'm thinking there are better things for us to be doing on Valentine's Day."

Spike groaned and covered her hand, pressing it closer to where he needed it. "I'm with you on that. But this time, let's find a place without any interruptions."




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