Home
Register
Recent
Categories
Authors
Series
Titles
Completed
Help
Search
Betas
Links
Find-A-Fic
Spuffy Twitter
LiveJournal
Top 10
Contact Us


RSS

Chit-Chat

squawks
05/18/17 04:16 am
pj! I remember wishing one of your stories would be finished seriously about a decade ago. Amazing. I just tried an old password I used to use and amazingly got in too. Memories!
pj
03/20/17 01:20 am
10 yrs later, i finally rem my username and password. Pari, you rock. Hope you are well.
Rabbit_moon1
12/23/16 01:12 pm
I donate every month. Please donate to keep this site up!
AudryDaluz1
10/06/16 08:34 am
Great post.
Chrissel
08/31/16 03:45 pm
And anyone else who loves this site, it's worth mentioning there's a nifty little "Donate" option just below the shout box here! ;)
Chrissel
08/31/16 03:43 pm
Just wanted to take a moment to thank Pari and all the mods for maintaining such a great site!

Support


Author's Corner

[Reviews - 38]

Microsoft Word Chapter or Story

Printer Chapter or Story

ePub eBook Chapter or Story


- Text Size +
3608 - Reads


Authors Chapter Notes:
More fluff! Also the next chapter of His Little Wife should be up tomorrow!


It took him forever to ask me out after the night at the Bronze, well when I say forever it was two weeks, but in high school, that is forever. I was beginning to worry.

“Will, am I ugly?” I asked, whilst we where sitting at the lunch table.

“What? No!” She gasped at me, “why would you ask something like that?”

“Well, if I’m not ugly, I must be terrible company, you should go find more appealing friends to talk to” I was just a little depressed at this point.

“Buffy! Is this about Spike?” Willow was always good at getting to the heart of things.

“Why hasn’t he asked me out?” I wailed pitifully, “I mean, he seen me, sat with us at lunch almost constantly. Why Willow? Why doesn’t he want me” My head hit the table in front of me. I have to admit, when I was younger, I was a little melodramatic.

Xander walked up to the table then chuckling, “Cordy’s tearing Spike a new one” He seemed very happy about it.

I perked up at the mention of his name “What? Why?”

“Well apparently, he’s messing about with this little blonde he’s crazy about. Cordelia thinks he should just ask her out. He appears to think that she’s going to say no though” He was having way to much fun with this, ever since that night at the Bronze when he got together with Cordelia, he had developed an evil sense of humour.

“What blonde? Who? Xander!” Okay, I was very dense. But in my defence I was depressed and more than happy to see the worst of the situation.

“Don’t tease her Xander, it’s not nice!” Willow said with a firm look on her face, before turning to me, “He means you, silly. Cordelia’s telling him to ask you out!”

“Oh.” I thought for a minute, “Spike’s crazy about me?” My face lit up and grinning I got to my feet.

A chorus of “Where are you going?” came from Willow and Xander.

“To save my prospective boyfriend from your vindictive girlfriend” I responded before heading out of the lunch room.

My confidence faltered once I saw Spike, I became nervous and unsure. Cordelia saw me and smiled, “Good, she’s here, you don’t need to go looking for her! Good luck!” She then walked off leaving Spike in the middle of the hall.

He turned slowly, and my eyes ran up his body, lean and strong finally coming to rest on his face, he seemed unwilling to speak, just looking at me. The look in his eyes made me shiver.

When I’m nervous I have to talk “I hear there’s a blonde you’re looking for, wanna tell me about her, so I can help you find her?”

He smirked and started to stalk towards me a predatory gleam in his eyes, “Well, she’s short, beautiful, amazing and she makes me want to…” He pushed me up against the lockers, moulding his body to mine, making my whole body tingle. “God, you’re special” he growled before claiming my mouth with his.

The kiss was electric, my knees turned to water as his tongue slipped between my parted lips. He kissed me as if he wanted to devour me and at that moment I wanted nothing more. I moaned into his mouth as his hands moved from my arms to wrap around my waist, pulling me closer to him and my hands found their way to his hair, delighting the silky softness.

The bell went and suddenly the hall was full of people, we pulled apart.

Finally after catching his breath he said, “Did you want to go out Friday night?”

I smiled “On a date?” I asked, my internal imp was having fun with this and I couldn’t resist asking the question.

“Yes on a date!” He answered exasperated; he ran his hands through his hair waiting for my response.

“Yes” I answered, unwilling to tease him anymore, “I’d love to”

“Great” The smirk was back, God that was sexy. “I’ll pick you up at 7.30?”

“No problem” I breathed.

He wandered off to class with a cocky swagger, I just watched him go, he really did have a great arse.

************************************************************************

After school I grabbed Willow and told her all about my lunch time adventure.

“Your first kiss!” Willow squealed excitedly. “Very romantic!” She was almost as excited as me, “What was it like?”

“You know those movies that talk about fireworks and stars and al that?” I asked, “I never believed that, always thought it was an invention for movies, I mean I’ve been kissed before, but…Wow!”

“That good huh?”

“Willow, if the bell hadn’t gone I honestly believe that we would still be there!” I paused. “You know, that bell is evil! It exists only to torment me!”

She laughed and the subject turned to what I was going to wear, we made plans to go shopping to see if I could find the perfect little dress.

************************************************************************

Despite my very careful planning, twenty minutes before Spike was due to pick me up I had managed to lose my favourite lipstick.

“Mom!” I yelled, “Have you seen my Dior Perfect Pink?”

My mother wearily came to the door, “Why would I know where your lipstick is?” she asked, “Are you sure it’s not on your dressing table with the other two hundred?”

“If it was there I wouldn’t be asking you” I stressed, looking about wildly.

Mom walked over to the table calmly, picked up the tube and passed it to me, “Now are you going to tell me why this one’s got you in such a flap?”

“I don’t know” I answered honestly, “He’s just different I guess,, I really like him”

“Well that much I’d guessed!” She answered “I’m looking forward to meeting him”

“Mom! Please don’t embarrass me.”

“I thought you knew, it’s my prerogative to ask the boy taking my daughter out a few questions”

I groaned, my head in my hands as she left the room.

The door bell went as I was finishing my make up and I hurried to find the right earrings and slipped on my shoes before making my way downstairs.

Not finding anyone in the hallway or living room I wandered into the kitchen to find Spike installed at the breakfast bar chatting to my mother, who he had apparently already charmed!

He looked up as I walked into the room, I hadn’t known exactly how dressy to go and had settled for a light blue strappy dress, the hem falling to mid thigh. Given the look on Spike’s face, I figured I looked okay.

After being told to be home by midnight, we said goodbye and Spike settled me into the largest hunk of junk I had ever seen.

“Don’t mock my car luv.” He responded when I asked him if the scrap heap could move. “She’s my first love”

“I wouldn’t dream of making fun of the car” I even managed it with a straight face.

We went to dinner, followed by dancing at the bronze, where we shared more of those electric kisses, the ones that made me tingle all the way to my toes. I hadn’t known him more than a couple of weeks, but honestly I was falling and falling fast




Enter the security code shown below:
Note: You may submit either a rating or a review or both.