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Roomies	By : lovesbitca Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 11944 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sinking against the door as she shut she was met with Spike�s humorous gaze, �Oh, shut up.� She told him, poking her tongue out at him.
�Careful luv, I�ve warned you.� Showneowned at him and he snapped his teeth ma her her jump and her skin flush as he chuckled.
She switched on her computer and dragged a heavy text book over to her desk, placing a bottle of water, a couple of pens and a bag of Cheetos close by she settled down to write her paper. Feeling his gaze on her back she turned around to see him staring at her.
�What!?�
�Just wondering what was bothering you.� He told her, waving his hand to indicate the pen in her hand that was chewed almost beyond recognition. She slammed it down on table, swivelling to face him.
�And what makes you think something is bothering me?� She snipped. He raised his hands in mock surrender, and she sighed in resignation. �Ok, Riley said something about meeting my dad and it�s really bothering me, how did he know I had a dad?�
Spike frowned, �Well luv, When a man and a woman-� Buffy stopped him with a flying cushion, �Your dad left?� He asked,
�Yeah,� She said softly, �He left when I was fifteen. Ran off with my enemy�s mom. That�s why we moved.� She looked up, remembering who she was talking to and cursed. Way to go with share-time Buffy! She reprimanded herself. �What about you then?� She demanded
�Not much to tell.� He shrugged, �My da left when I was 11, me an mum moved around a lot and here I am.�
�I�m sorry.� She told him sincerely, she had often wondered if it would have been easier to think her dad was dead instead of the harsh reality that he had left and wasn�t coming back.
�It�s ok pet, I�m ok with it. It was a long time ago.� He smiled at her, �So what is it about Captain Cardboard that bothers you so much?�
�Captain Cardboard?� She repeated with a giggle. �It suits him. I don�t know. I thought dating the captain of the basketball team was going to be fun, y�know? Have some fun experiences at college and all that?� She sighed, �All he ever does is talk about himself and basketball. He practically invited himself over for Thanksgiving after I said I couldn�t go meet his family.�
�So tell him where to stick it!� Spike joked and she found herself smiling. �You can still have fun at college.� He told her, pulling off a poor imitation of her accent. She laughed aloud then, making Spike smile too.
�I�m only a freshman.� She declared, �And I�m gonna have fun!�
�That�s the spirit!� He told her with a chuckle as she swung around on her chair to see her barely started essay on the superego and frowned. �So come on College Girl, get doing your homework!�
She poked her tongue out at him as soon as he bent his head back to his textbook and he looked up at her, the lust evident in his eyes as he slammed the book beside him and practically slunk across the room. She squealed as he grabbed her around the waist pulling her straight off her chair and flinging her onto her bed. She didn�t even notice as her mobile phone dug into her shoulder where she lay. Spike had straddled her, pinning her arms under his k and and leaning over her face as she tried to regain her breath.
�Show me.� He commanded. She shook her head frantically, clenching her teeth shut.
�Come on, you�ve been poking it at me for weeks, you must want me to see it.� He reasoned, �Come on.� He half pleaded, his voice losing its authority as she poked her tongue out and licked her nose, slamming her mouth shut again as he opened his.
�You can-� He was hardly able to speak as he watched, Buffy had stuck her tongue out as far as she could as was rolling it in waves, curling it backwards and sideways and audibly popping it against her top lip. She stopped when he slipped off her, crashing to the pillow beside her, his mouth as dry as the Sahara as she tilted her head to look at him.
�What?� She asked innocently, savouring the memories of his growing erection against her pelvis. �Thought you were gonna bite it off?� She asked in a small voice, unsure of how much flirting she was actually doing as he fought off his obvious arousal.
Spike remained immobile as she teased him, keeping his eyes shut as he reminded himself of all the reasons why this was wrong. Those reasons flew out the window as Buffy mounted him and unconsciously ground her hips into his.
Spike opened his eyes to see Buffy�s tongue waggling at him, right above his face. He snapped his teeth at her making her squeal and grind harder as she clamped her own teeth together, poking it out experimentally every few seconds, keeping it close to her lips as he pretended to bite it off. She leant closer and stuck it out as far as it would go. Spike felt the heat as her tongue all but brushed par parted lips, his head rising as their lips strained to meet, the door opening just as they met making them spring apart guiltily.
�Riley!?� Buffy exclaimed as she stood up, brushing imaginary lint off her clothes,
�I didn�t expect that.� He said quietly looking pointedly at Spike who was still lying across Buffy�s bed, propped up on one elbow watching the scene play out in front of him. �I suppose everyone goes slumming once in while.� He turned back to Buffy, �So I was wondering if you wanted to go out for dinner?�
Buffy�s mouth flapped open and closed as she processed his request. �Riley? You just walked into my room to find me kissing someone else and you want us to go to dinner?�
�Ever heard of knocking?� Spike snarked, stopping after Buffy shot him a dirty look.
�I understand. It�s not like he�s anything special though. He�s just a poor freak with no fashion sense. We�re better than that. I was thinking about that new Italian place by the front?�
Buffy stood rigidly still, her mind turning his words over and over as she tried to comprehend what was going on.
�Great, I�ll pick you up at 8ish.� Riley told her as he reached for the door handle.
�Wait!� She called, watching as he turned to her �I don�t wanna go to dinner, in fact, I don�t even want to see you again. We�re through, and don�t ever call my friends freaks again.� Spike watched with growing interest as Buffy told the wanker where to stick it. �And Riley?� He turned back to her again. �You only liked me for my money didn�t you?�
His silence answered her question as the door creaked announcing his departure.
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