Part 1
"I killed her behind the garage," Spike said as he flicked his lighter.

Willow rolled her eyes. "Spike, if you can't play right, then you can't play at all."

He grinned at the red head. "Oh, I know how to play."

Buffy threw a handful of popcorn at him. "Will, tell me again why we invited him?" she asked.

Willow frowned at her best friend. "It just didn't seem right to have a Scooby Gang sleep over and not invite him," she said. She picked up the dice and tossed them across the game board.

Xander jumped up from his place on the floor when the doorbell rang. "Pizza's here," he yelled. On his way to the door he said, "Don't move until I get back, Will."

Willow studied the Clue game board, then her list. She knew who did it and with what, but she had yet to make it to the correct room.

Xander returned with three cardboard boxes. Setting them on the floor he ran to the kitchen to get some paper plates. "Okay, you can move now," he said as he settled back in his spot.

Willow moved her token seven spaces. She still had four more to go before she could enter the library.

Anya picked up the dice. "I still think this is a stupid game," she sighed as she tossed the cubes onto the board. She counted the small squares and moved her token into the library. "Now what?" she asked.

"Now you say who you think killed Mr. Body and with what," Buffy explained as she pulled a piece of pizza from the box.

Anya looked at the list she had in front of her. "Col. Mustard with the knife," she said.

"I don't have them," Buffy said with her mouth full.

Xander double checked his list. "Neither do I."

"No," Willow sighed.

Everyone looked at Spike. "What?"

"Do you have Col. Mustard or the knife?" Buffy asked.

"What the hell would I want with them?" he asked.

Buffy snatched the sheet from his hand. "He doesn't either."

Anya looked at her boyfriend. "So now what?"

Xander grabbed the small envelope from under the edge of the game board and handed it to her. "Check to see if you're right," he prompted.

Anya pulled the cards out and looked at them. "Col. Mustard, knife, library."

"You win," Xander explained.

"Yeah, me," the ex-demon said stoically.

"We need a new game," Buffy said as she started packing up the game.

"I'm tired of games. I always lose. Why don't we watch a movie?" Willow asked.

"Cuz the entertainment hasn't arrived yet," Buffy said as she pushed the boxed up board game under the couch.

Willow glanced at the clock. "When did Riley say he was going to get here?"

"He should be here soon," she said just as the doorbell rang. "Perfect timing." The Slayer got to her feet to let her boyfriend in the house.

Spike shifted restlessly at Riley's name. Although the commando didn't insist on taking him back to his lab, the vampire wasn't entirely comfortable around him. He wasn't comfortable around any of the Scooby Gang except Willow.

Willow noticed Spike's unease. Leaning back she patted his foot. "Don't worry. I'll protect you from the mean ol' soldier," she whispered.

"Oh, that's a comfort," he muttered.

Riley entered the living room. He held up a plastic bag from the local Blockbuster store. "They didn't have everything we were looking for, but I think I found a good selection."

"As long as they aren't all chick flicks," Xander said as he started on his third slice. His comment earned him a slap on the back of the head from Anya. "Ow."

"Take it like a man," she said.

Riley glanced at the motley group that had become his friends. The petite blonde girl was his girlfriend, but she could kick the shit out of him if he stepped out of line. Her best friend was a red headed witch. He even grew to respect the tall blonde vampire. As far as he knew, Xander and Anya were the most normal people in the room, but he wouldn't bet his life on it.

"Well, don't just stand there. What did you bring?" Anya asked with her style of tact.

Riley handed over the bag of videos and knelt on the floor next to Buffy. Pulling a slice of pizza out of the box he bit into the hot cheesy meal.

Anya pulled the plastic boxes out of the bag and began to read off the titles. "The Breakfast Club, Better Off Dead, With Honors, George of the Jungle, American Pie, The Matrix and Silence of the Lambs."

"Who picked Silence of the Lambs?" Buffy asked.

"I did," Anya said. "I like that movie."

Buffy rolled her eyes. "Whatever. What do we want to watch first?"

"American Pie," Xander voted.

"No, let's watch The Matrix. You have to pay attention to know what's going on," Riley explained. It had been his choice.

After some debate, everyone finally agreed to watch the Keanu Reeves movie first, just to get it out of the way. While Xander, Riley and Spike rearranged the living room to watch the movie, the girls headed for the kitchen to make some more popcorn and grab some more soda.

"How long are your parents going to be out of town this time, Will?" Buffy asked as she opened a new box of microwave popcorn.

"I don't know. A week I think." She stuck her head in the fridge and passed cans of soda to Anya. "I told them they should just sell the house since they're never here."

"What did they say?" Anya asked as she shifted the cans in her arms.

"Not much. I had to leave them a message on their voicemail."

Buffy removed the popped bag and put in a new one. She dumped the steaming kernels into a large bowl. "It's a shame they're never home. Great for us, cuz then we get to have these great sleep overs and everything."

Willow grabbed a thermos from the fridge and dug through the cupboards to find a mug. "I'm used to it, so it's no big." She waited for Buffy to remove the last bag of popcorn from the microwave before pouring the red liquid into mug and zapping it in the microwave.

With supplies ready they returned to the living room. The guys had pushed the couch to the side and threw all the cushions onto the floor. Anya set the cold soda cans on the floor and settled next to Xander. Riley took one of the bowls of popcorn from Buffy's arms and handed to to the couple. She handed a bowl to Spike and laid down on the floor next to her boyfriend.

Willow settled a few feet away from Spike and handed him the mug. "Here you go."

"Thanks, pet." He took a sip. Just the right temperature. 98.6.

"Everyone settled?" Riley asked.

"Oh, wait a sec," Willow said as she jumped to her feet. She went around the room and turned off all the lights. "Now we're ready for a movie night."

Riley waited until the red head settled on the floor again then pressed play on the remote control.

Part 2
Buffy turned off the television as Xander turned on the lights. "Okay, I'm bored with movies. We need to play a game."

Willow groaned quietly. She hated playing games because she always lost. "What do you want to play? I think I have a couple more board games in my closet."

"No. Let's play Truth or Dare," the Slayer suggested.

"I hate Truth or Dare," the red head muttered.

"What's Truth or Dare?" Anya asked. *If this was the extent of sleep overs, I'm not coming to the next one. And neither is Xander,* she told herself.

"You've never played Truth or Dare?" Riley asked.

Anya looked at the farm boy. "I've lived a sheltered life."

"Truth or Dare is a game. You pick someone and say Truth or Dare. Then they pick one. If they chose Truth, you have to ask them a question and they have to answer truthfully. If they chose Dare, you have to dare them to do something outrageous," Buffy explained.

"That sounds stupid," the ex-demon said.

"It's fun. I'll go first," Buffy looked at the group surrounding her. "Willow."

"Why do you always pick me?" she asked.

"Cuz I want to. Truth or Dare."

"Truth."

Buffy tried to think of a fun question. She wanted to save the tough stuff for later. "What color underwear do you have on?"

Willow blushed as she tried to remember which pair she put on that morning. "Red." She looked at the group to pick her victim. "Buffy."

"Truth."

"Are you wearing a bra?"

"No."

Riley looked at his girlfriend to see if she was telling the truth. She pulled her shirt off her shoulder to show them she was. He smiled at her.

"Riley," Buffy said.

"Dare."

Buffy thought for a moment. "I dare you to show everyone your tattoo."

Riley blushed slightly, but he stood up and unbuckled his belt. Turning his back to the group he pulled his pants down to show everyone the tattoo on his left butt cheek.

"I'm beginning to like this game," Anya said as she looked at the firm white cheek.

"Bloody wanker," Spike muttered into his now empty cup.

Riley fastened his jeans and sat back down. "Spike."

Spike looked at the blonde soldier boy. "What?"

"Truth or Dare." Riley had a good one for either choice.

He could see he wasn't going to get out of this stupid game. "Dare." *No bloody way I'm telling these sods anything,* he thought.

Riley smiled. "I dare you to take Willow in the closet for ten minutes."

"And do what?"

"Whatever you want,' he said.

Willow glared at Riley. "Hey!"

Spike thought it over. "Fine." He stood up and grabbed Willow's hand. Pulling her in after him, he shut the closet door.

"We're timing you," Buffy called.

Willow stood next to the tall vampire. She never realized the hall closet was so small. Of course, she'd never been in it with the door shut either. She shuffled uncomfortably from foot to foot.

"So what the bloody hell are we supposed to do in here?" Spike asked.

"Kiss. Usually that's what the closet is for," she whispered.

"And here I've been hanging my coat in it. Ever done this before?"

"No. Closets were Xander and Cordy's specialty," she said.

He knew Willow couldn't see while he could just make out her figure in the dark room. He raised his hand to brush her hair away from her face. He ended up poking her in the eye.

"Ow!" she exclaimed as she pulled away from him. She tripped over something on the floor and banged up against the door.

"Sorry, pet," he said as he tried to help her up. His hand closed over something soft yet firm.

"Hey, watch the hands," she said as his cool fingers cupped her breast.

Spike pulled his hand away. "Sorry."

"Yeah, so you said." Clumsily, she got to her feet and leaned against the door.

Spike tried to lean back, but the coats weren't about to hold his weight and he flew back against the back wall. Sliding to the floor he decided it was safer to just sit there.

"Are you okay?" Willow asked.

"I'm fine," he grumbled. He pulled something from under him. "What the hell is this?"

Willow knelt on the floor beside him and felt around in the dark. After smacking him in the face her hands landed on the metal object in his hand. "Oh, that's my parents menorah."

"Menorah?"

"You know. Hanukah. Jewish holiday. Falls around the same time as Christmas."

"I know what a menorah is. Just didn't figure you kept it in the hall closet."

"Were did you think it was kept?" she asked with a chuckle.

"How the hell should I know?" He set the object beside him.

"Has it been ten minutes yet?" she asked.

"Five more minutes," Buffy yelled from the living room.

"Question answered," Spike said. "What the hell did the moron and the prom queen do in the closet anyway?"

"She was the May queen. And I'd rather not think about it," she said.

"At least, it's ten minutes we don't have to play this stupid game," he said.

"Not really. They're out there waiting for us. Part of the rules. At least, Buffy's rules. The game is suspended until we return. Can I ask you something?"

"I'm not doing anything at the moment."

"Why did you come, anyway? I mean you're not really having any fun," she said.

Spike was silent for a few moments. "Didn't have anything better to do," he mumbled.

"Oh." In the darkness she gathered her courage. In an un-Willow like move she straddled his lap and pressed her lips to his.

Spike was shocked by the sudden move on her part. He settled his hands on her waist and deepened the kiss. His tongue played with hers. He felt her fingers run through his short hair.

"Times up!" Buffy called.

Willow pulled away started. Embarrassed she got to her feet and waited for Spike to stand before opening the door.

Part 3
Spike and Willow sat down. Spike looked at the group to pick his victim. "Xander."

Xander looked at the vampire with just a small amount of fear. He didn't want to even think about what kind of dare Spike would create for him. "Truth."

With a crooked grin he asked his question. "What did you and the May Queen do in the closet?"

"May queen?" he asked.

"He means Cordelia," Willow reminded him.

Anya glared at the blonde vamp before turning her sharp eyes to her boyfriend.

Xander glanced at his ex-vengeance demon girlfriend. "Nothing. Just kiss."

Buffy looked at her friend. "I don't know. Do you think he's telling the truth?" she asked.

Xander squirmed. "I swear. Just kissing. Nothing eles."

Willow enjoyed watching him squirm, but decided to let him off the hook. "Yeah, he's telling the truth."

He breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Willow."

"Your turn, Xan," Buffy reminded him.

"Oh, yeah. I pick Willow."

"Hey, wait a minute. I just saved your butt."

He ignored her. "Dare or dare?" he asked.

"What happened to truth?" she asked.

"You always pick truth," he said.

"There's a reason for that," she muttered.

"Okay, dare it is. I dare you to..." he paused to think of something good. Anya leaned over to whisper in his ear.

"Hey! No help from the peanut gallery," Willow protested. She didn't like the idea of Anya helping with any kind of dare.

Xander looked at his girlfriend. "I can't ask her to do that," he whispered.

"Sure you can. It's only a game, right?"

Xander thought it over for a few seconds. "Okay. Willow, I dare you to take your top off."

Willow stared at her friend. "No."

"Come on, Willow. It's only a game," Buffy prompted.

She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks. "I'm not wearing a bra," she said.

Xander blushed. "Okay. I'll change my dare. I dare you to sit in Spike's lap for the rest of the game."

*Is everyone trying to push me and Spike together or what?* she asked herself as she moved to where Spike was sitting on the floor. Spike crossed his legs Indian style so she could sit in the space between them.

"My turn. Anya, truth or dare?" Willow asked.

"Truth." *Maybe this isn't such a stupid game after all,* she thought.

*Time to play dirty.* "How long is Xander?" she asked.

Buffy stared at her friend in shock. "Willow!"

Willow looked at the Slayer. "What?" She sighed. "Fine. What's the most number of times you came during sex?"

"Six. Is it my turn now?" Anya asked.

"Six?" Buffy and Willow asked together.

"Yes. Is it my turn?" she asked again.

Buffy and Willow nodded silently as Xander preened.

"Spike, truth or dare?"

"Dare." *Six?*

"I dare you to put your hands on Willow's breasts under her shirt ."

"You have to say for how long," Buffy said.

"For as long as Willow is in your lap," she clarified.

*I'm beginning to like this game,* he thought as he slipped his hands under her tee shirt.

Willow squeeled as his cold hands touche her bare flesh. "Cold," she said as everyone stared at her.

"Sorry," he whispered in her ear. He cupped the warm flesh in the plams of his hands.

Willow felt her nipples harden against his hands. She tried to control the blush she knew was rising from her neck line. "Your turn, Spike."

"Iowa."

Riley looked at the couple. "Truth."

Willow leaned her head back to whisper in Spike's ear.

"Hey, that's cheating," Buffy said.

Willow looked at her best friend. "No one stopped Anya from helping Xander," she reminded her.

Spike chuckled at the suggestion Willow whispered to him. "Iowa, what's the kinkiest thing you've done while shagging?"
 

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