Hasty Retreats

[buffys_bitch]

Percy urges us to leave without him and who am I to argue with the boss? I grab Fred by the arm and signal for us to move out. No sense in repeating the deaths we'd just lived through. Cordy looks reluctant but I call out to her

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[buffys_bitch]

I watch with amusement as she makes funny faces after every sip. After a while I grab the bottle from her, after all, she's new to this drinking thing and might get sick if she goes about it too quickly.

At least she's relaxed now, not scared or worried.

"I think my lips are a little numb."

Her lips are numb, eh? There's an invitation if ever I heard one.

"How numb exactly? Like do you feel this?" I lean in quickly and plant a quick kiss on her lips. In for a penny, as they say. Her lips are as soft as I remembered. And she's standing there, breathing and not coughing up blood. That's a real step up from last time.

I wait to see what she does.

[fredburkle]

I blinked and stared at him for a second. Either he just kissed me or vodka made you hallucinate. I touched my lips and smiled, "Um, I'm not sure...try again and then I'll let you know." I wanted him to kiss me again. I wanted to a real kiss from Spike. A kiss that didn't involve death or blood.

I watched him move toward me slowly, sinking to the bed. He slid his arm around my waste and pulled me close. I put my hand on his shoulder as he ducked his head and kissed me again. This time it was slower and longer and more tender. And this time, I kissed him back. I ran my fingers up his arm and behind his neck and returned his kiss with all I had.

[buffys_bitch]

"Um, I'm not sure...try again and then I'll let you know." Fred smiles at me, doesn't punch me or push me away. She actually smiles at me. And tells me to do it again. It feels odd. Shouldn't she be calling me names now or pulling away from me? Or biting my neck

[fredburkle]

Everything was spinning, but it wasn't because of the vodka. I smiled up at him and nodded, "Angel who?" I saw his answering grin just before he bent down to kiss me again. His lips were soft and tender, kind of cold, but I could barely feel that, because I was so hot. I ran my hands up his neck and kissed him hard and deep.

If I had to guess, I'd say that kissing was one of those instinctual things. I'd never done it before, but here I was kissing Spike like an old pro. Or at least I think I was a pro. I probably sucked, and he was just too nice to tell me. I was about to pull away when he did something with his hands that made me moan and pull him closer.

[buffys_bitch]

She's kissing me hungrily, christ! the mouth on her... tastes so sweet and so good.

My hands roam down her back and settle on her backside, squeezing her there and pulling her hips closer to mine. She moans and it excites me to no end, I break away from the kiss and start to trail kisses down the side of her slender neck, sucking at the tender spot where her throat meets her collar bone. My teeth graze her skin but they are blunt, not fanged. Tempting, but I hold myself in check.

I gently grind my hips into her, letting her feel how aroused she makes me, but I still hold back, taking everything as slowly as I can. Give her the chance to back out at any time.

[fredburkle]

I groaned softly, kissing him back slow and deep. I felt his hips pushing against me and even though I knew what he wanted, I didn't really have any memories of actually having sex. I felt virginial and maybe technically I was and it really sort of freaked me out. I pulled away from Spike and whispered, "I'm...I...I'm just not ready...yet

[buffys_bitch]

"I'm...I...I'm just not ready...yet."

Fred pulls away, and speaks her words with a tiny voice, like she's afraid of how I'll react.

"I'm sorry, Spike. ...it's honestly not you....I'm just...scared. I don't even barely know who I am...and if I want to give myself to you, even just physically, I...well I just guess I should know myself first...I'm so sorry.""Don't be, there's nothing at all to be sorry for, Fred