Touchdown

Part 7 of the Internet Series

by Trish

"Spiiiikkke!!!!!"

When he heard the tone of Buffy's voice, the vampire got up from his chair

and tried to weigh his options. He could either stay where he was and deal

with the wrath of Buffy, hide in the closet and deal with an even more pissed

off slayer when she found him, or he could jump headfirst out of the window

and into the sunlight.

"Get your ass over here, so I can stake you!"

The third option was definitely sounding the best at that point. He really

hadn't meant to upset her. It was harmless, really. A joke, as in ha-ha

for him. Too bad she didn't see it that way.

"If you don't open up this door right now, I'm tearing it down and I'm gonna

stake you twice for making me damage my own house!"

Looking back and forth from the window to he door, Spike finally decided to

let her in. He walked slower than a person on death row, and winced as he

heard her pounding on the other end. When he finally got there, he saw the

look on Buffy's face and wondered if it was too late to jump.

"Now listen up, Slayer. Before you get your knickers in a twist, at least

hear me out. I was only protecting you, best intentions, really."

She gave him a look of death, and practically hissed, "Spike, you were

protecting me from the cute pizza boy? What was he going to do, suffocate me

to death with pepperoni?" He looked at her sheepishly when he replied.

"Well he looked dangerous." She glared daggers at him when she responded.

"So you protected me from the dangerous pizza boy who asked me out on a date

by telling him I was a lesbian?!?"

Spike opened his mouth to respond and quickly shut it again. When he finally

figured out what he was going to say, he looked at the ground with a pout and

spoke. "Listen, luv. Whatever I did, it's only because I love... making

you miserable." With that said, he quickly swatted her on the ass and made a

run for it. He'd be damned if he was going to let the Slayer make a pin

cushion out of him!

Ignoring the tingling sensation she got whenever he touched her in any way,

Buffy let out a low growl and started to chase him around the house. When

she caught up to him in Dawn's room, she threw him on the bed and tackled

him. Twisting his arm behind his back, Buffy yelled, "Say you're sorry!"

Gritting his teeth in pain, he spat out, "Never!" She pulled harder, yet

still he refused. Deciding to take a different route, Buffy let go of his

arm and dug her elbow into his ass. She calmly asked him again, "Spike, what

do you have to say?" "Bite me." Grinning like a maniac, she obliged him,

and pulled his pants down, sinking her teeth into his succulent ass. He

began to shout, and the louder he yelled, the harder she bit.

Unable to handle it any longer, Spike went to apologize, but was interrupted

by another shriek in the room. "Oh, gross! Buffy, Spike, what the hell are

you two doing! In my room! On my bed! With your butt and her mouth!

Ewww!!!"

The vampire and the Slayer jumped off the bed in embarrassment as Dawn

continued to make disgusted faces. Buffy turned to her, and said, "Dawn,

this isn't how it looks. Really." Her sister looked at her and shook her

head in denial. "Out. Just get out. I don't even want to know."

Completely humiliated, Buffy hung her head down and walked out of the room

with Spike just a few steps behind her. Once she was out of earshot, Dawn

grabbed Spike's arm and stared at him with narrowed eyes. He gulped, not

wanting the nibblet to be mad at him. "Nice ass, Spike," she said with a

grin. "Now get out." Before he could say a word, he had the door slammed

shut in his face, and heard her mumble something about whacked out foreplay.

Meanwhile, Buffy was sitting in her room with the door locked. She was

determined to keep Spike away from her for as long as possible. She had a

room made up for him and she told him that he could use the phone line that

had been installed for Dawn while he was there. With a television, a

computer, a phone line, and a bed, there was no reason for him to try to

talk to her again. Ever.

With that thought in mind, Buffy decided to use her own computer to try to

get her mind off of the evilness that was Spike. A smile spread across her

face when she signed on and found Will there. At least there was one guy out

there who was still getting it right. Still grinning, Buffy clicked on his

name and got ready for a good conversation.

OneOfAKind: hi Will how's it going?

DeadSexy127: Hi Anne! It's been better, it's been worse.

DeadSexy127: How about you? Everything good?

OneOfAKind: I've definitely had better days...

DeadSexy127: Awww, anything I can do to help?

OneOfAKind: Unless you want to kill my annoying new neighbor and give me a

full body massage after, no, there's nothing you can do. <g>

DeadSexy127: lol

DeadSexy127: I think I could arrange that. :-D

OneOfAKind: Promise? lol

DeadSexy127: I don't know if I have it in me to kill a human, but I could

definitely do a full body massage... ;)

OneOfAKind: Please do! I'll be your slave for life!

OneOfAKind: <~~~ Will's slave

DeadSexy127: Hey, I like that. Sounds catchy. lol

DeadSexy127: So, Slave. What are you gonna do for me? lol

OneOfAKind: I think you're the one who's supposed to be commanding me,

"Master Will." lol

DeadSexy127: lol!

DeadSexy127: I'll keep that in mind for the future. ;)

OneOfAKind: So, wanna cyber?

In the next room, Buffy could hear Spike choking. "Will you shut up! I'm

busy over here and I can't think through your coughing!" A thump on the wall

was her response.

DeadSexy127: Well, you just get straight to the point, huh? <g>

DeadSexy127: Not that I'm complaining! :-D

DeadSexy127: Though I'd rather be with you in person... ;)

OneOfAKind: someday. for now, I'm grumpy, tired and sexually frustrated

though. and you DID ask what you could do to help my mood earlier. <g> lol

DeadSexy127: Well you have me there. :)

OneOfAKind: mind if I ask you a question? and be honest

DeadSexy127: 8 inches :-D

This time it was Spike yelling for Buffy to shut up. "Damn it, Slayer!

Would you shut up! I'm trying to concentrate in here!" A thump on the wall

was his response.

OneOfAKind: well that's not what I was gonna ask, but that's good to know! <vbg>

DeadSexy127: oops. <crawls under desk and hides>

OneOfAKind: lmao

OneOfAKind: like I said, that's very good to know though!

DeadSexy127: :-D

OneOfAKind: I was gonna ask if you have a girlfriend.

DeadSexy127: nope

DeadSexy127: The only girl that I was interested considers me pretty much

dead in her mind.

DeadSexy127: So I'm all alone.

DeadSexy127: You don't have a boyfriend, right?

OneOfAKind: I've been single for a long time

OneOfAKind: I admit that I had a huge crush, but we were just too different

OneOfAKind: not that he would have given me the light of day though

DeadSexy127: I think he's be crazy not to want you

DeadSexy127: From what I've seen, everything about you seems perfect. :)

OneOfAKind: Will, what are you doing on Friday?

DeadSexy127: Are you asking me out?

DeadSexy127: Slave. lol j/k

OneOfAKind: Would you say yes?

A moment of silence passed. The only thing that Buffy could hear was Spike's

tv going in the next room. It sounded like a game of some sort. She really

wished that he would turn it off. It was very annoying.

DeadSexy127: I'd do anything you asked me for.

OneOfAKind: in that case, do you want to go to a movie or something on

Friday night?

In the next room, Buffy heard Spike yell out, "Yes! Touchdown!" She rolled

her eyes, and pounded on the wall again. *Stupid vampires.*

TBC tomorrow. :)