Aantie
Buffy turned and looked at Spike standing in front of him. He had already taken off his black coat, and sat at the foot of the stairs. His black tee shirt clung to his muscular chest as his elbows rested on his knees and he looked at her. She frowned at his suggestive grin. "No Spike. We aren't doing that." She grimanced as she moved, her long wound ached so intensely, causing her head to hurt too. He stood up quickly and gently grabbed her elbow. "You need to lay down again, slayer. Get your strength back. We can't have a weak chosen one in sunnydale for long." She let his cool hands hold her and lead her to the couch. She reclined with a sigh, and he sat carefully at the foot of the couch, pulling away, and not touching her. He didn't want to make her angry. But she stretched out, relaxing, her ankles and feet were soon resting on his lap. He stared at them, wondering if he should touch them, or leave her be. He glanced at her. Her face was peaceful, but full of pain, her eyes smoothly closed and one hand curved up over her face, her fingers intertwined in her golden hair. He bit his lip cautiously and ever so quietly touched her feet with the tips of his cold fingers. She stirred slightly, as if she liked it. Then he enveloped her feet with both of his hands, massaging them, caressing them. They were so small and warm, they fit so beautifully into his large hands. His one hand smoothed up the outside of her leg gently, and then back down. She sighed. He smiled. A little while later he was lost in his daydreams, carressing her feet, he didn't notice that she had awaken, and was now watching him with attentive eyes. She leaned forward and touched his face slightly with her fingertips. Startled, he turned and looked at her, pulling his hands abruptly off of her skin. She just looked at him, and then slowly turned her body, putting her feet down at the end where her head was, and laying her head on his lap. She closed her eyes and snuggled against his abs, one of her hands holding his bicep. He just looked down at her, wonder filling his blue eyes. He stretched his head back, and looked up at the cieling, closing his eyes thankfully. Then he pulled her deliciously warm, precious body closer to him, cradling her...just then, the door swung open and the huge soulful vampire strode in.
 
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