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[fredburkle]

I saw Spike heading out the front doors of the hotel and I hurried to catch up with him. I was still reeling over what he'd just said to Cordelia and Angel. Sure, we all think they need to hop in the sack, I even have old Fred's memories of thinking that exact thing, but no one ever would have told them that. It's just one of those things you just

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[buffys_bitch]

I'm outside, lighting up and enjoying a quiet moment when Fred joins me. She walks over to a seat and I can't help but watch her as she moves gracefully to sit and gaze out into the night.

What is it about her that has me wondering? Yearning to learn more about her? Don't know what to say though. So I keep mum and just stare and smoke.

Then Fred gets up and comes towards me. I shift my stance and stand a little more upright, leaning less on the pillar behind me. Wasn't expecting the kiss. Not after all that has gone down. But it stirs a response in me, a familiar tugging in my groin and I reach up to cradle the back of her neck as I kiss her back.

Her lips are deliciously soft and instinctively I reach around to grab her waist, pulling her closer.

"Well, aren't we a pair of errant teenagers." I murmur huskily, enjoying how her body was brushing against mine.

[fredburkle]

I sighed softly, pressing my body gently against his. Kissing Spike was different than kissing Wesley. When I kissed Wesley part of me thought it was because I should and the other part kissed him because of my leftover memories.

But when I kissed Spike, that was all me...the new me. Feeling his lips on mine, his hand on my back, was something that I wanted to feel and had been for a while now. I smiled up at him and was glad it was dark, because I knew I was blushing.

I gently kissed his lips again and nodded, "Seems that way." I grinned broadly, "At least we aren't necking in the backseat of Angel's car." Although, that didn't sound like too bad of an idea. I sighed softly and looked up at him as I whispered, "What is it Spike...? What is it about you that...makes me and my body react this way?"

[prodigal_slayer]

I narrowed my eyes at Illyria as she told me that those watchers had fucked me up royally. Great, guess Illyria playin' in my brain wasn't gonna get any less painful anytime soon. Startin' to feel even more glad that Wes just up and killed Robin...sorta. Guess I still had mixed feelings about that. Maybe I should just up and adopt Illyria's whole philosophy on not feeling any kind of emotion. Course she was, and we both knew it. Drivin' her crazy too.

Nodding at her we both stepped in through the front doors and were confronted with Spike and Fred kissing.

"Check out the lust bunnies." A smirk formed on my face as they drew apart and look at me. "Don't gotta stop on account of me guys." I waved at Spike condescendingly before walking past them. What can I say? He just pisses me off.

[buffys_bitch]

"Check out the lust bunnies. Don't gotta stop on account of me guys."

Fred and I break apart when the others come traipsing through to interrupt us. What the hell is Faith doing here anyhow? Isn't she one of the opposing team members? I scowl at her, my arm still around Fred's waist.

"What, you didn't get the message last time, slayers aren't welcome here anymore on account of them turning their backs on us, on Angel. Need me to put that in black and white? Or better yet, I can just toss you out the gate like I did before. Nothing like a little throw down before supper, eh?"

I drop my hand from Fred's waist and advance on Faith with a sneer on my face.