Date Night Gone Right

[first_summers]

Who: Buffy Summers, Spike
Where: Spike's Room
When: Evening
What: Giving an actual date another try.
WARNING: Extreme levels of cuteness inside!

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[first_summers]

Buffy's jaw dropped at she stared at him as if he'd just said Manolo Blahniks weren't the most gorgeous thing on the planet next to herself. "I wouldn't say butcher," she protested. "I... tweak it. Some would say I improve it."

[william_tbloody]

Spike considered that for a moment, his face the very picture of serious contemplation. “No…” he decided finally, “I’m still going to have to go with butcher. Before I got the hang of it, I scarcely knew what you were talking about half the bleedin' time. Needed a Slayer to English dictionary,” he teased with a grin.

[first_summers]

She narrowed her eyes at him and nudged him with the toe of her shoe. "Consider it a battle strategy," she told him with a hint of false menace. "Throw the enemy on a loopy roller coaster of crazy Buffy words and watch their heads spin!"

[william_tbloody]

“And here I thought that’s what those microscopic skirts you used to wear were for,” he retorted shamelessly. “Now those, coupled with a couple high kicks you're so fond of were distracting.”

[first_summers]

Buffy rolled her eyes at him. "You are such a Y chromosome, you know that?" she told him, as if he should have known it.

[william_tbloody]

"If you're just noticing that now, pet," he shrugged, enjoying the lighthearted banter immensely, "then I'm doing something wrong."

[first_summers]

She hooked her foot around his ankle as he had done hers earlier and gave a little tug. "Think I figured that out a while ago, thanks," she said, very clearly on the flirting trail with those words.

[william_tbloody]

"Good to know," he replied with a wag of his brows, reaching across the table to steal a pot sticker off her plate and popping it into his mouth, managing to even make chewing look suggestive. Picking up the wine, he poured himself another glass and then topped hers off as well until he had drained the bottle.

[first_summers]

Buffy bit her lip and grinned while he poured the wine, reaching out for the glass even as she said, "I think someone's trying to get me drunk in the hopes of gettin' lucky." It was clearly a joke, but also a hint of something more. She didn't honestly believe he would do something like that, but seriousness had no part in their current conversation.

[william_tbloody]

“I would be concerned that you’re on to me, but well, evil,” he said with a suggestive leer. Even though they both knew that the idea of claiming that he was truly evil these days was laughable, it was a part of verbal sparring script they had written and perfected so long ago.

[first_summers]

"Well, then, I guess there's no harm in finally admitting that evil thing actually really turns me on," she confessed, as if put out by it. "Yep. I kinda want to kiss you senseless right now, and you get the entire blame. Every single drop." She loved their dynamic and wouldn't do anything to change it.

[william_tbloody]

“See, there, I bloody well knew it all along!” he exclaimed playfully, tossing the chopsticks on the table carelessly. “And that is one I will happily take the blame for. And I’ve never been able to stop you from doin’ anything you wanted to do Slayer, don’t let this be the first time.”

[first_summers]

A smirk twitched at the corner of her lips, slowly tugging itself into existence as she stood and walked around the table with purpose. She looked down at him for a moment, then reached out to gently set her hand along the side of his face and leaned in for that kiss she'd been talking about.

[william_tbloody]

Spike watched with a smirk, never taking his eyes off her, as Buffy walked around the table. He let her lead the kiss for a moment before he decided she was just to far away and reached out to grab her hips and drag her onto his lap. “Much better. Sweetest dessert I’ve ever had,” he murmured before diving back in for another kiss.

[first_summers]

Buffy threaded her fingers through Spike's hair, messing up his usual style and not caring a single bit. "Technically, I was thinking fortune cookies," she said rather breathlessly in between the kisses. "But this is good too. Definitely enjoyable, and kinda going with that whole seduction plan..."

[william_tbloody]

“Mmm, cookie later, you now,” he replied insistently as he trailed kisses along her jaw. “You’re much tastier kitten. Don’t need a fortune, no need for the future when I have everything I want right here in the present.”