"So, what does he have planned?" Buffy asked, taking a sip of her mocha.
"Who knows. He won't tell me. Likes to surprise me" Willow said, smiling.
"Your turn is next right? Is it Easter?" Anya asked, taking a french fry and dipping it in ranch dressing. Buffy and Willow watched, a disgusted expression on their faces.
"April Fools day actually. If we count that. I sort of want to so that he gets Easter. I get all these images of the things he could do with paints and chocolate...."
"WHOA! Bad visual. Let's skip the holiday kink for a bit" Buffy said, smiling at her friend. "You love him, still?"
"Yep. Going on three months now. Can you believe it?"
"No" Buffy said drolly. She laughed at Willow's taken back expression. "I'm joking Will. He's good for you. Hell, I'm the one that gave him to you for Christmas."
"Are we going to have hear that story every day?" Anya asked, mischief in her eyes.
"What? I don't say it that often." Buffy defended herself.
"Worse than my grandma's tales of going through the snow to school." Willow said, nodding solemnly.
"Oh, I hate you guys!" Buffy said, throwing a french fry at them both.
"Nuh uh...you love us." Willow said, tossing it back.
"Luv...am I interrupting?" Spike said. They glanced up and saw him standing there with Riley and Xander. All three had smirks on their faces.
"And they call us the immature species" Xander said to Riley loudly.
Riley laughed as he moved in beside Buffy. He still couldn't believe he was dating the slayer and considered an escaped hostile among his good friends. Only in Sunnydale.
"Missed you luv" Spike said, kissing Willow.
He saw the others making gaggy faces and glared at them. They stopped, looking around innocently. He laughed softly into Willow's mouth as he deepened the kiss. It was almost St. Patrick's Day. That one was his holiday. He was already trying to decide what to do for her.
**********
"Spike" Willow said, her voice begging. "Come on....tell me."
"Nope" he smiled.
"Fine. Whatever. Be that way." Willow pouted, glaring at him.
He laughed, "I will. Besides, you love me this way."
"I love you any way, but that isn't the point. I hate surprises. We've been through this before."
"You don't hate surprises...at least not mine." He pointed out.
"Smug damn vampire" she muttered, walking past him.
He reached for her hand, making her stop. He smiled at her as he drew her onto his lap. He kissed her neck, his hand cupping her ass. He felt his cock harden at the touch of her. "Not smug" he said huskily.
"Please tell me" she said softly, staring into his eyes.
He brought her lower lip into his mouth, biting softly. He tasted her blood in his mouth. He sucked gently, watching her eyes dilate. He heard her breathing quicken and almost smiled. He wasn't planning anything that special this holiday. Just being with her was enough for him. He just liked making her worried.
Willow whimpered as she moved against his lap. She hated when he teased her like this. Hell, who was she kidding? She loved his teasing. He knew it too, the arrogant bastard. She felt his fingers slide along her spine, going underneath her shirt. She moved away from him, bringing her mouth to kiss his forehead.
"Don't tell me" she said, need in her voice. "Just fuck me."
"With pleasure" Spike said, moving her into his arms as he stood. He took her to the bedroom, glad he had made her forget her questions.
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Willow opened the last box, a smile on her face. "This is almost like Christmas."
Spike had to laugh, "Nah...I couldn't match the slayer's gift."
Willow smirked at him, "Guess you do have something to thank Buffy for."
Spike grumbled as she finished opening the package. She exclaimed as she looked at the bracelet.
"Wow...this is great. How did you find these?" she ran her finger over the delicate silver charms. She saw a spike, a heart, a tree, and various other symbols of their relationship.
"I had some of them made special. Can't find very many railroad spike charms out there." He admitted.
She looked at him, tears in her eyes, "This is so sweet. Don't worry. I won't let word get out that the big bad William the Bloody is a softie."
"Better not" he said, smiling. "Wouldn't live it down."
"I love you Spike" she said, hugging him. She kissed him gently, glad that his surprise wasn't so bad after all.
"What can I say? I'm a lovable guy."
"So modest too" she said wide eyed. "Get undressed!"
He looked at her, smiling. Standing, he unfastened his jeans letting them fall to the ground. He heard her laughter and smiled. Willow was shocked to see he was wearing boxers. Shocked until she read the message that was written across them. "Kiss me I'm Irish..."
She laughed, catching his eye. She leaned forward
and began to follow the boxer's instructions.