I tossed and turned all night long and barely got any sleep. I felt so bad for making Spike stop, but I just...wasn't ready. I was, for all intense purposes, a virgin and I just felt that I should get to know who I am before I gave myself to Spike...or anyone for that matter. I watched Spike sleep at one point during the night. He didn't sleep long
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Look at her, grinning, face all aglow with the rush of the kill. She walks towards me, her eyes bright and pulse racing in her slender throat. Reaches up to touch my cheek and kiss my lips.
I hold stock still, closing my eyes and savouring the moment, not wanting to break it. Not wanting to make her panic, like last night.
"Sorry...I just...it was something I felt like I had to do."
She's sorry? Christ woman, I wish she'd do more things like that to be sorry over. Just looking at her blush is enough to make me want to throw caution to the winds and pull her into a clinch with me again. But I daren't do it. She's not ready. Tread carefully, Spike.
"Say something...please? It makes me nervous when you look at me like that...among other things."
"You've gone all rosy in the face. I like that." I mumble, just to say something. Sounds a bit silly, but I can still feel her lips pressing against mine. Hard to focus on coherent sentences right now.
"And back there, that was just...you handled yourself well, Fred. 'Spose that earlier lesson stuck, eh?"
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"And back there, that was just...you handled yourself well, Fred. 'Spose that earlier lesson stuck, eh?"
I shrugged, feeling the tension ease, and smiled, "Well, I had a pretty good teacher." I turned and started walking back down the sewer, in the direction we were heading before. "So what is this watcher's council thing? Why do they care so much about you and Cordy and the rest of them?"
He was walking next to me now. I could tell his eyes were alert to anything in the sewer...probably didn't want another surprise attack. I wanted to stop and push him against the wall and make him tell me if he like the kiss and if he did to do it again. But, I just didn't think that would go over so well.
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I glance down at her. Was she still the same Fred we used to know? Maybe not. But it was her soul in there and not something else inhabiting her body like big Blue.
I make a show of keeping a look out for more trouble but what I really want to do is kiss her again. See if I could make her blush again. But then we get to the steps of the basement.
"Uh, well. I guess we'd better go on up and check on the others." I lick my lips and wonder if I should just do it, lean in and - god I'm acting like I was on a date with her. Fool.
I turn around and head up the steps, trying to hide how stupid I feel.
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