Burnt

By Elka

Title: Burnt
Author: Elka
Email: [email protected]
Rating: PG
Part: 1 of 1
Order: Follows 'Ssik' in 'Soul Survivor'
Distribution: The regulars. Ask if you've got the wants.
Disclaimer: Joss is the wind beneath my wings.
Spoilers: Uhhh. General season four, no specific episode. Oz
has left. Spike is unbitey at Giles'.
Author's Notes: A little sap never hurt anyone. Grumble. Grumble.
Stop encouraging me. I get any British jokes right back in
the face, so no offense meant.

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"But...but you're British!" Willow sputtered, pacing Giles'
apartment madly. "The insanity. The crazy Britishness of it
all."
 
Spike sat calmly on the couch watching her. "You know, luv,
I'd think you'd have more of a problem with the blood-sucking,
heartless killing vampire bit over the British part."
 
"You kissed me." Willow pointed out, enraged at her own inability
to deal with the situation.
 
"Give the little lady a prize."
 
"I mean, seriously, lip to lip contact was there. Oh, and by
the way, brr. You kissed me."
 
He reached a hand up to her as she flew passed, on the way
to another lap. "Pet..."
 
She was pulled on the sofa next to him, staring at him wide-eyed.
 
"You should probably over react more. Because, really, ducks,
I'm not sensing quite enough discomfort here."
 
Willow drew in depp breath, calming a bit. "I'm sorry. I didn't
mean to insult you. I just... You surprised me. Caught me off
guards. I'm not the kind of girl that's just grabbed and kissed."
She smiled. "It was kind of nice. I mean, you're cold..."

"That would be the non-life, lack of body heat part of the
deal."

"...but it was definitely nice." She paused. "Why?"

"Why what?" Spike raised a hand to stroke her cheek.

"Why'd you do it?" Willow leaned into his hand, craving the
contact.

"I guess I'm kind of fond of you. Like you're red hair. It's
like fire." He pushed the bright strands through his fingers.

She fell under his spell, unable to pull away from his entrancing
stare. "What do they say? You play with fire..."

He leaned in closely, his lips moments from hers. "...you get
burnt."

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