Pairing: Spike/Willow
Rating: overall R
Summary: A song fic were willow and spike hook up
Distribution: Can be found at red soulmates
Feedback: No feedback..no fic. Lots of feedback..I write more. I thrive on it.
Disclaimer: Don't sue. I don't own any of the characters. I don't make any money from it. All credit goes to Joss.
Spoilers: none targeted around season two
Notes: None
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Ahh, crush, ahhh
I see ya blowing' me a kiss
It doesn't take a scientist
To understand what's going on baby
If you see something in my eye
Let's not over-analyze
Don't go too deep with it baby
He stands in the shadows of the crowded club, just watching her move to the music with her friends. He knows he should be studying the slayer, learning how to kill her before she can mess up his unlife anymore, but he just cant seem to take his eyes of the redhead on the dance floor.
He lights his cigarette, watching the smoke curl around him before he once again watched the redhead swaying to the beat of the song.
So let it be, what it'll be
Don't make a fuss and get crazy over you and
me
Here's what I'll do
I'll play loose
not like we have a date with destiny
Willow smiles as she dances with Buffy. Glad to see her friend not moping over the fact that Angel was not evil again.
Oz had moved to LA, so Buffy and the gang decided to do some cheering up at the bronze. Willow didn’t dare tell that she wasn’t upset in the least about Oz leaving. In fact she was happy. She could now daydream about the man, or well in her case vampire that she longed to be with.
Out of the corner of her eye she can swear that she sees him. Get a grip Rosenberg. There is no way that Spike, the demon of your dreams is in the Bronze watching you right now. Willow cant help but hope that Spike is there, sitting watching and waiting for her.
"Buffy, I’m going to go get a drink, you keep dancing." Willow watches her friend nod and heads into the direction were she knows she saw the bleached blonde hottie of her dreams.
It's just (aah) a little crush (crush)
Not like I faint every time we touch
It's just (aah) some little thing (crush)
Not like everything I do, depends on you
Sha-la-la-la, Sha-la-la-la
He watches with a smirk as she heads his way, until she is standing right in front of him.
"Ello luv. Miss me?" He watches as emotions cross her face. First fear, then curiosity, and finally lust.
"Oh of course, I want you, I need you, oh baby, oh baby." Willow states sarcastically.
She watches as she chuckles, "Feisty little thing aren’t we red?"
"Only to you." She gives him a smile.
"So luv, weres the wolf? I mean you cant expect that he is the only big bad thing that wants to eat you all up." Spike smirks at her look of shock.
"He, we, he moved to LA." She manages to stutter out.
Spike looks her up and down, then replies huskily, "Awe to bad luv, his loss his my gain."
It's raising my adrenaline
You're banging on a heart of tin
Please don't make too much of it baby
You say the word "forevermore"
That's not what I'm looking for
All I can commit to is "maybe"
Willows eyes widen, but she decides that, 'what the hell, if she was gonna die, let her die after a night of her fantasies.
"Spike? If your gonna kill me, can I ask one thing first?" She whispers nervously.
Spike, shocked but curious, decides to find out what she wanted, "Well pet, I’m not planning on killing you anytime soon, but what is it you wanted to ask?"
Ok Rosenberg, you can do this. Just say it, get it over with. "Wh, would you kiss me?"
Spike is completely shocked, that was not what he was suspecting. Maybe begging for the life of her friends, but not that. "What?!?"
"Never mind. I’m sorry, its just that I've never been kissed, and I just thought that maybe you could kiss me before I died."
So let it be what it'll be
Don't make a fuss and get crazy over you and
me
Here's what I'll do
I'll play loose
Not like we have a date with destiny
"Pet, shh, your babbling luv." He grins. "I was just shocked is all, but pet, I would love to kiss you."
Willow is shocked and barely has time to process this before his lips come crashing down upon hers.
It's just (aah) a little crush (crush)
Not like I faint every time we touch
It's just (aah) some little thing (crush)
Not like everything I do depends on you
Sha-la-la-la, Sha-la-la-la
Spike pulls Willow close to him, claiming her mouth once again, this time with much more passion and fire involved.
Willow wraps her arms around his neck, drawing him unbearably close. After a few more minutes of intense kissing they pull apart, much to Willows dismay.
"Sorry luv, I hate to run, but the slayer is making her way this way, so I must be off, but ill be back pet." With on last kiss he walks off.
Vanilla skies (vanilla skies)
White picket fences in your eyes
A vision of you and me
Willow watches as he walks off, his duster billowing behind him. She turns to see Buffy walk up behind her, "Hey Wills you ok, you seem a bit flustered."
Willow blushes but cant help but smile, "I’m fine Buffy, I just think I have a crush." Without another word, she goes to the dance floor, smiling to herself.
It's just (aah) a little crush (crush)
Not like I faint every time we touch
It's just (aah) some little thing (crush)
Not like everything I do depends on you
Sha-la-la-la
Not like I faint every time we touch
It's just (aah) some little thing
Not like everything I do depends on you
Sha-la-la-la
Not like I faint every time we touch
It's just (aah) some little thing
Not like everything I do
Spike smirks from the darkness of the corner before walking out of the bronze, humming to himself, "Its just, just a little crush...."
The End