Odd Couple

	Willow rushed into the library where the rest of the waited. 
Buffy, Riley, Xander, Anya and Spike, who was still under watch by 
all of them.  The group had decided that with all the danger out and 
about at this time that they should just convene in the library 
until just before dawn.  Willow had done a protection and repel evil 
spell....of course after Spike went in. After her arrival the group 
sat disscussing nothing in particular until bordem could have killed 
them.

	"Ok, well,"Willow started. "How about we play some sort of 
game or something."

	"But there aren't any games in here." Buffy huffed.

	"Well, we could charades or truth or dare or something." 
Willow suggested.

	"Truth or Dare sounds like fun." Spike put in.

	The group glared at him for a moment. "Yeah, I guess I agree." 
Riley shrugged.

	The rest of the group shrugged as well and volunteered who 
should go first.

	"Willow should go. She suggested it." Spike murmered.

	"Ok, Willow, you start." Buffy leaned back in her chair.

	Willow blushed. "Ok....um, Buffy. Truth or Dare?"
	
	"Start small...Truth."
	
	"Have you and Riley had sex?" Willow leaned on her elbows.
	
	Buffy blushed and stared at the normally shy hacker."Yes, 
not that that's any of your buisness!"

	"It is truth or dare, luv."Spike said recieving a 
glare from Buffy and Riley.

	"Well, then, SPIKE, Truth or dare?"

	Spike groaned mentally. Knew I should have kept my mouth 
shut. "Dare."

	Buffy smiled contemplating what to do. "Hahaha, shift into 
game face and sing I'm a little tea pot!"

	The group giggled and laughed at this and Spike growled, 
then calmed down."That was two dares, pet."

	Buffy frowned. "Then I'll settle for you singing 'I'm a 
little tea pot'." She smirked.

	Spike groaned and started to half-whimper, half-sing it. 
Willow felt sorry for him, but couldn't keep the smile off her face. 
He actually had a pretty good voice.

	Once he was done he gave Buffy a killer glared, then looked 
around the table, grinning when he spotted his victim."Xander."
	
	Xander's head snapped up, scared of dares especially. 
"Truth."

	"Are you a virgin, prissy boy?" Spike smirked.

	"The truth, Xander."Buffy grinned, intrigued.
	
	"No!..."Xander shouted as the guys laughed and the girls giggled.

	"Willow, Truth or dare?"

	Willow smiled. "I guess dare."

	"Ok, since you and Spike are the ones who started this, 
I dare you two to kiss.....french kiss." he smiled and leaned back.

	Willow gasped and Spike gave Xander a killer look. Willow 
turned a little to see Spike looking at Xander evilly.

	"Come on Xander, that's not nice. Don't put so much on Willow, 
ok?" Buffy gave him a look.

	Willow turned to her friend. "What does that mean?"
		
	"Well....I...um...I just...thought that maybe....you know 
cause I mean your not really...."Buffy stuttered.
	
	"I'm not brave enough? Is that it? You think I can't do it?"

	"No, it's not like that.....well, I mean.....cause your so.."
	
	"Nice." Willow finished for her.  'Well, Buffy, let me 
show you how nice I can be.' Willow thought and looked over at Spike who 
was seemingly annoyed as he looked at Buffy's face, which turned to 
one of surprise as Willow stood, made her way over to Spike and sat on 
his lap.
	Willow grabbed Spike's chin in her hand and turned him to 
face her, looking into his eyes for a split second before leaning 
down and pressing her lips harshly to his.  After a second of
recovery from shock, Spike closed his eyes and pulled her closer, 
roughly.  Willow shoved her tongue into his mouth, parting just a 
fraction of an inch to let Xander witness it.  Spike immedialy began 
to return the kiss, pressing his cold tongue into her mouth.  This 
certainly was a good day.
	After a moment, Willow pulled her tongue and lips back, to 
Spike's disapointment, and walked back to her seat. The entire table 
stared at her as she wiped her extremely wet mouth.

	"What?" she asked huskily.

	"I didn't think you'd actually DO it, Wil!" Xander wined.

	"Well, why not?"she huffed.

	"Nevermind."

	"Anya. truth or dare?"

	Anya shook her head to regain herself and smiled. "After 
that, I'm choosing dare."

	"Trade pants with Xander."

	"WHAT?! But, I'm wearing a skirt!" Anya protested.
	
	"Exactly." Willow sighed.

	The two left the room for the bathroom and returned moments 
later, Xander in a pink skirt and Anya in long kakis.

	"Now, that's bloody funny!" Spike laughed, pointing.

	"Shut up!" Xander groaned.

	"OK, Riley."

	"Truth."

	"How is Buffy in bed?"

	"What the hell?!" Buffy spat.

	"Um......" Buffy glared at Riley."Not that it's your 
buisness, but she's great, ok? There. Willow."

	"Great? What's that supposed to mean?!" Buffy fumed.

	"Dare." Willow said calmly.

	"Ok, Will, make Spike speechless."

	"What?"Spike and Willow answered in unison.

	"You know, say something or do something so he'll stop 
talking."

	"You wanker!" Spike growled.

	Willow thought for a moment, then the smiled with her idea.  
She stood and walked toward the now nervous Spike.

	"Go raise the Titanic, Wil!" Anya chuckled.

	"More like the S.S. Minow."Xander mumbled.

	"Hey!!"Spike glared as Willow leaned over and motioned for him 
to lean closer to listen. 

	The others watched as Spike's unamused expression changed, 
his eyes widening greatly and his body stiffening as Willow continued 
for about thirty seconds to chant something into his ear before smiling 
proudly and sitting down in her seat.

	The others stared at Spike who simply sat there eyes wide, 
staring off into space in shock.

	After a few moments, he swallowed a large lump in his throat 
loudly.

	"What the hell did you do to him, Wil?" Buffy asked in awe.

	"I didn't DO anything.....yet." she laughed as Spike started to 
shake a little as he looked at Willow, sweet little Willow.

	Spike's brain couldn't think of anything but what she said! 
He couldn't even think of the woman the loved....what's her name...
the dark haired chit...... MY God! How could a little girl like that 
have such an.....*gulp* imaginative mind!

	"Willow, it's your turn." Riley said, bringing everyone back. 
"And thanks for shutting him up."

	Willow blushed at the look that Spike was giving her. Damn, 
hope he won't attack me...Maybe the part about being immoble from pleasure 
over did it....hmm. "Ok, um...well, Buffy,
truth or dare?"

	"Truth, I'm scared of your dares."

	"Heehee, ok, um....how many times did Riley make you climax 
during your first time?"

	"WILLOW!!!" Buffy screached.

	"What?"

	"Geez......ok, fine. Twice, happy?"

	"Very." Willow grinned.

	"Ok..well..."Buffy looked around and spotted Spike, still 
staring at Willow."SPIKE!"

	The vampire jumped and snapped out of his trance answering 
in a little voice before clearing his throat and trying again. "Ye-
...yeah?"

	"Truth or dare?"

	'Dare, oh, please, something with the red-headed vixen over 
there!,' he thought. "Dare."

	"Seeing as how you and Willow are so chummy now, I dare you 
two to go into the untility closet and makeout for ten minutes."

	Willow blushed furiously as Spike stood and grabbed her hand 
pulling her with him around the corner and out of site.  The group 
heard the closet door open and then close, then started
chatting for ten 
minutes.

***
	Spike closed the door and looked down at Willow, eyes wide. 
"Where the hell did that stuff come from, Wil?!" He nearly screamed.

	Willow blushed and almost giggled. "Saw it on a movie. Sorry, 
but it worked, didn;'t it?" Willow avoided his eyes, so embarrassed 
by earlier.

	"I DON'T HEAR ANY MAKING OUT IN THERE! I START THE TEN MINUTES 
WHEN I HEAR MAKING OUT!!!!"Buffy's voice echoed from the main hall.

	Willow groaned and make fake kissy noises at the door. 
"HAPPY?" she yelled back.

	This time the entire group answered back."NO!"

	Willow sighed and leaned back against the wall, sliding 
down into a sitting position.  Spike squatted down in front of her.

	"Sorry 'bout this love, but they aren't going to let us out 
of here until we do." Spike groaned sitting down beside her.  They 
sat for a moment before Buffy's voice reminded them that the time
still hadn't started cause she didn't hear anything.

	"So, um.."Willow gulped sneaking a glance at Spike who was 
looking at her thoughtfully with a slight grin. "How do you wanna do 
this? Ok, that sounded strange."

	"How about you just come over here, pet." he said, sliding the 
leg nearest her down, inviting her into his lap.

	Willow blushed furiously and had to remember how to breathe 
as she scooted around and carefully sat down on Spike's lap, keeping 
her hands in her lap.

	"Geez, pet, you look like a scared rabbit. Ok, just don't tell 
them bout this conversation, k?" Spike glared.

	"Ok."

	"Alright...here." Spike shifted her on his lap so she was halfway 
toward him and grabbed her arms, wrapping them around his neck.  He 
couldn't beleive he was doing this, but at least it
would get them 
out of this damned closed.

	Willow looked down at Spike and after ajusting himself, he 
looked up at her.  Wrapping one arm around her back, he placed the 
other behind her head. "Come 'ere" he whispered and she
willingly lowered 
her head, closing her eyes as their lips met.

	The first kiss, before had been quick and unnoticing.  
This time she could feel how cool his lips were on hers.....but 
they were also very soft as he parted his lips slightly every 
few seconds to capture her lips in a different position.

	Eventually, Willow found her head leaning far off to the right 
, his doing the same the opposite way so that their mouths fit 
perfectly.  Willow parted her lips and carefully waited till 
Spike's tongue found it's way into her mouth.  The kiss deepened 
considerably in the first three minutes until they found themselves 
both enjoying the feeling of each others mouths, exploring
excitedly.

	Willow sighed into their kiss as Spike pulled her closer, 
wrapping both arms around her waist and she in turn tightened her 
grip on his neck.

	Spike broke off from her lips, letting his continue down 
in a train down to the side of her neck. Willow began to panick. He's 
going to bite me!!

	Spike felt Willow shifting and sensed her fear.  He kissed 
her neck lightly, then whispered into her neck. "No worries, pet, 
I'm not going to bite you. You taste too good on the outside. "He
murmered.  Spike mentally slapped himself for that last comment. 
That wasn't supposed to come out!

	Willow carefully relaxed, feeling the sincerity in his 
voice and sighed, keeping her eyes closed as Spike's lips wrapped 
around a small portion of her neck and began to suck softly,
causing her to wimper then moan.  Willow slapped a hand over her 
mouth. That moan was loud.

***

	Buffy looked up from the book she and Riley were looking at 
with wide eyes."Did I just hear Willow-"
	
	"Moan." Xander finished for her, also in shock.

	"Wow. How long has it been?"

	Riley looked at his watch."Seven minutes."

	"I think I'm gonna let them come out on their own." Buffy said, 
turning back to her book. "I don't want them coming out in a rush 
fixing up their clothes, that would be too weird."

***
	Willow sighed again as Spike's mouth left her throat for an 
instant to kiss her lips once again.  Spike, again kissed his way 
down, this time on the other side, smiling against her skin in pride 
as his mark made it's presence known in the form of a round red 
hickey.  He chuckled to himself. 'Well, never thought I'd be leaving a 
mark on a Slayer friend, he thought.

	Sparing a glance up at Willow he found her head tilted back, 
eyes closed, panting softly through parted lips.  She looked absolutly 
amazing.  Now, let's see just how far this flirting tempting vixen 
is gonna let me go, Spike thought, working his way lower to her 
shoulder, licking and kissing softly before moving on.

	Willow was well aware that Spike was moving lower than he 
should be allowed, but she couldn't protest, through all her minds 
screams, the pleasure was overriding the fear and timidness,
opening up more to allow him to continue.  'Why haven't I ever let 
Oz go this far.  He would have...maybe...no, he was too scared for 
me. Spike's reading my mind.  I don't wanna stop. I want this. 
Other people have this and now it's my turn.'

	Willow was so caught up in her thoughts that she hadn't even 
noticed Spike's hands sliding up under her spagetti strap tank top 
or even when his fingers gently brushed the shirt down off of her
shoulders. That left her almost naked on top except for her bra, 
which he was now working to unclasp, which was proving to be quite a 
task, actually.  Willow got caught up in the moment and
unconciously 
unbuttoned his shirt till it fell open to expose the smooth skin on 
his chest. He continued kissing her neck, shoulders, lips and the 
area just above her breasts.  Willow wimpered
and ran her hands 
through his hair, Spike smiling at her approval of his minstrations to 
her soft cream-colored skin.

	The clasp to the bra came undone and Spike grabbed the 
sides before they could fall off by themselves.  He slowly, almost 
painfully slow, pulled the garment off of her breasts reveiling them to
his side. By god, was it a sight.  If Spike could breathe, his breath 
would catch and he would feel himself gasp sofly at the sight before 
his eyes.

	Willow noticed that Spike's lips were no longer on her 
skin, nor were his hands.  Snapping her eyes open, Willow looked at 
Spike who was staring hungrily at her breasts. 'Oh, goddess, he's
going to bite them!' Willow's mind screamed.

	"Oh, Willow....." Spike whispered.

	"Please, don't bite me."

	Spike looked at her in confusion, then smiled,reaching 
for her trembling body. Willow jumped for a moment. "Will, I'm 
not going to bite you, pet. I told you that.  I was just taken back by
how beautiful you really are." he whispered closing in.

	Willow immediatly relaxed, to her suprise and leaned forward, 
meeting his kiss.  She moved forward again and let him wrap his arms 
around her back tightly.  Then he suprised her.

	Spike broke off the kiss and pulled Willow close, hugging 
her to him tighly, resting his chin on her shoulder. Willow was confused. 
"Pet..." he whispered running his hands up and down her
back soothingly.

	Willow hesitated, then wrapped her arms around his shoulders 
again, hugging him back.

	"I'm sorry, ducks." he whispered.

	"For what?."

	"For this."

	"What do you mean?"

	Spike sighed on her shoulder. "I didn't mean for it to go 
this far. It was supposed to be just kissing, you know."

	Willow was suprised at the amount of protest in her voice. 
"But we were kissing."

	"Yeah, and bloody near got naked, too. In a closet of all 
places." he groaned.

	"Well, nothing's wrong with the closet."
	
	"I prefer a bed, pet. Sorry, luv, I didn't mean to do this 
to you." he said pulling away and handing her her bra, sneaking in a 
glance at her breasts before she covered them up.  For some reason, 
he felt like if the had continued and ended up making love in the 
closet, it wouldn't be like his normal blood and lust. It wouldn't be 
raw and purely sexual.  It would be...... 'what am I saying?' Spike 
thought. 'How in the hell did this come about? Sure, I desire her, I 
desire alot of women, but.....I don't want her...not like THAT.' 'Then 
how the hell do you want her?' Another inner voice
interviened. 
'I don't know.' 'You don't know how you want her? Do you feel anything 
for her? Love?' 'THAT"S ABSERD!!!' 'Is it?'

	"Is it that abserd?" He whispered.

	"What?" Willow looked at him in confusion, now fully clothed. 
"Is what abserd?"

	"N-nothing, luv. Come on now, pet, let's go. I'm sure we've 
been in here more than ten minutes." he said, standing and helping Willow 
to her feet.

	As Spike opened the door and started out, he felt a soft 
tug on his hand. He turned back to see Willow standing there looking at 
him strangly. "Luv?"

	"Spike...." she whispered.

	He walked back to her, rubbing his hands up and down her 
arms. "What is it Willow?"

	"Um..."Oh, now I feel embarrassed! Willow thought. "Um
...before we go..um..could...."

	"What, pet?"

	'Just say it Wills!,' sigh "Could you kiss me one more time?" 
she almost whispered it.

	Spike looked shocked. This was not what he expected, he 
expected her to say somthing like, 'don't tell anyone' or 'If you say 
what we did or almost did in there, you are dust.' But no, she was 
asking him, the demon, the vampire, the enemy......to kiss her again.

	Willow took his hesitation as a 'no'. "I'm sorry, I didn't 
mean....I'm sorry."  She felt so stupid.  Gods Rosenberg, how dumb 
can you be?!

	Spike smiled when she looked down.  She was obviously 
berating herself. Geez, she had alot to learn.

	Willow continued to yell at herself. 'He's a vampire Will! It 
doesn't matter what you want to him, all he wants is to bite you and 
eat you up!' 'But he did say he liked kissing me rather than bite
me.' 'Probably because he knows you don't taste good.' 'Geez, I 
should just leave before I embarass myse-'

	Willows thoughts were cut off by Spikes hand lifting her chin 
and his soft, cool lips pressing to hers.  Willow melted and wrapped 
her arms around his neck, rewarded by his arms
holding onto her 
as well. Spike was perfectly happy just to stand here and kiss this 
red-haired witch till the end of time. Still, he didn't know why 
and right now, he didn't rightly care enough to give a
damn.


	The couple was cut off by Buffy's clearing her throat.  The two 
parted a bit hesitantly, which Buffy noted, and Willow blushed, looking 
away.

	"We figured that after about ten minutes you guys would come 
out, and when it hit thirty, we decided that maybe we should check to 
see it your still alive." Buffy smiled. 'If Spike were alive, I
swear he'd be blushing.'

	"Thirty minutes?!" Willow squeaked.

	Buffy nodded, then whispered. "What were you two doing in 
there? You sure were quiet. You weren't cheating, I know that by the 
little scene I just broke up, so....actually, don't tell me."

	"I wasn't bloody planning on it, Slayer." Spike huffed.

	Buffy rolled her eyes and walked back into the main center. 
Spike began to walk and Willow stood for a moment to catch herself.  
Spike noticed that the redhead wasn't at his side and
turned around.

	"Come on, luv. I have a feeling we need to talk." he said 
quietly, offering her a hand.

	Willow smiled and placed her hand in his, recieving a soft 
squeeze as they made their way into the main room.  Everyone stared. 
Everyone.

	The two stopped in their tracks and noticed the glances they 
were getting at their clasped hands.  Willow thought about pulling 
hers away until Spike gently squeezed it, sending her a silent message. 
"Yeah, I'm holding her hand. You wankers got something to say about it, 
cause I'm not in the mood to have myself or Willow insulted. Right?"

	The others just looked away or went back to what they were 
doing.

	Buffy narrowed her eyes at him. ' Myself was normal....but 
Willow too? What is up with him. He usually doesn't give a crap 
about anyone else.'

	Willow was quite shocked when Spike didn't release her 
hand once she reached her chair, but instead used his free one to grab 
her chair and drag it over to him, placing it almost side by side
with his.

	'Now, I am extremely confused.' Buffy thought staring in shock 
as Spike gave the group an unintentional, almost protective, 
evil look, then grabbed Willow's seat and sat it RIGHT next to his.
Not by it, but right next to it.  'Scary. Your getting stranger, Spike.'

	Willow was confused, but also a little flattered. 
'Flattered?! Rosenberg! There is a vampire becoming possesive of you 
and your liking it??'  'Well, he is sweet sometimes, like in the closet.'
Willow argued with herself again.

	Spike released her hand and sat down, scooting his chair a bit 
closer when she sat down. 'God, what am I doing?!'

	Willow looked up to see Xander with and eyebrow raised, 
looking at her like she was nuts. Hmp. Well, how rude! she thought.  
He was also giving her a disgusted look like 'him??'.

	Willow was actually quite insulted, someone had insulted 
not only her, but her choice of men! Choice of men? Ok, Will, no 
more arguing with yourself. Hmp, well, if he wants a show, I'll give
him one, the brat!

	Willow smiled evily to herself and did the closest thing 
to cutsey she could.  She leaned over and placed her head on Spike's 
shoulder, smiling and closing her eyes as she snuggled in.

	Spike was.....well, shocked to say the least.  God, this day 
just kept getting better and better!  Spike took a moment in, then 
wrapped his arm around Willow's shoulders, letting her cuddle in more 
comfortably as he smiled softly at her.

	'Oh, ok, this is WAY too much.' Buffy thought. 'Now 
he's SMILING AT WILLOW! And to top that, it's not an evil smile. ok, 
I am really really, truely scared now.'

	"You know what, it's late, I think I'm gonna go shack up in 
the first aid center. They have some cots there." Buffy said, rising 
and bring Riley with her.

	"Yeah, and uh, we're gonna go up to the loft, k.  There is an 
old mattress that I saw up there once. Pretty comfy for something 
so old." Anya said. "Coming, Xan?"

	"Uh, yeah." Xander snapped out of his trance at the strange 
couple, then stood up walking after Anya.

	Willow immediatly sat up after the group left leaving her 
and Spike in main room.  Spike just watched at she stood, sighing 
and rubbing her eyes.

	"Tired, ducks?"

	"Uh, yeah, and they just took the only beds in this entire place
....ahhhhhh, oh, man." Willow closed her eyes, rubbing her neck lightly 
and sighing again.

	Before she knew it, Spike was behind her, his cold hands 
massaging her neck softly, yet hard.  Willow saw no reason to freak 
and relaxed.  It was better than moping and being tense.  In
moments, Willow felt herself slipping.

	Spike looked down to see Willow's knees giving way. "Poor girl." 
he whispered, lifting her up into his arms and carrying her 
over to the couch.

	Spike sat back against the side of it, stretching 
himself out on it.  Then, he pulled the half-
asleep Willow 
into his lap, her head resting on his chest, her legs stretching out 
over his.  

TBC.........