Violins And Heartstrings - Chapter 21

It was gone six pm and the day was still oppressively hot, Buffy sat on the blanket in the shade of her back garden with her legs stretched out in front of her. She let her fingers tousle Spike's hair as he lay on his back with his head resting her on thigh. Buffy watched the dappled sunlight dance across his face as he looked up at her.

Spike waved his apple theatrically.

"Remember to school recital?"

"Do I ever, I remember being petrified backstage and you telling me to 'knock em dead, sweetheart'--it's how I knew it was really you at the TV studio."

"I did?" Spike frowned and have her a quizzical look. "Don't remember that."

"What did you remember?" She wrinkled her nose up as she watched him take a bite out of his apple.

"I remembered you telling me that you weren't going to play 'summer' because it was for my ears only. What did you play in the end? I think I was too busy drooling over you."

Buffy giggled and Spike smiled wide.

"I played 'spring' instead. You know…I had a little crush on you since the summer before that year." She looked down at him as his eyes widened over her words.

"You had a crush on me? Did you see me back then, I mean…vast improvement, no?" He intimated himself with a sweep of his hands and she pursed her lips thoughtfully.

"A little."

"Okay, why the crush. I mean, I fancied the pants off you along with half the school but you were way out of my league." He bit into his apple again and pondered her fancying him and how nice her fingers felt in his hair.

"I watched you everyday that summer, while you were reading in your back yard."

"Remember you telling me that."

"I was practising violin in my room and I kept the windows closed because I didn't want you to hear. I used to watch you while I played, you were reading, sometimes you'd fall asleep in the reclining chair under the tree and sometimes you were working in the garden. I guess the more I watched you, the more I realised you were cute, adorable and when you took your top off one day--damn sexy."

Spike pulled his t-shirt up, prodded his abdominal muscles, and then pulled a face at her.

"Sexy? Nah…"

Buffy ran her fingers down over his stomach and sighed, trying to ignore the buzz it gave her between her thighs.

"Sexy…"

Spike chuckled and sat up, stretching his legs out and leaning back on his hands.

"So what else do you remember about school?" He watched her as she stared at his arms and he could practically feel her eyes tracing his muscles.

"I remember working with you on that history project. You were the most infuriating guy. I kept dropping hints that I really liked you and you never acted on it."

"Hey, bookish bloke approached by beautiful girl next door, stuff of my wet dreams, love, not reality for me."

"Oh god, I starred in your…" Buffy gasped and then giggled as her cheeks turned red.

"Often." Spike said, keeping his face straight and honest. "You ever dream about me?"

"Often." Buffy replied flatly as she stopped giggling. "Every night you left me at my house without so much as a kiss."

"And did you…" He wriggled his eyebrows at her and watched her turn the colour of beetroot.

"Did I what Spike?" She tried to pretend she didn't know what he was talking about as she fumbled with a strawberry.

"Act on them?" He shuffled a little closer to her and watched her part her lips, letting the strawberry rest against them as she ran her tongue over it and then bit it in half. Spike swallowed hard.

"Did you?" She watched his eyes followed her every move and licked the rest of the strawberry before putting it slowly into her mouth.

"Morning, noon and night, love." He smiled at her.

"Hang on. You got yourself off while thinking about me, but you couldn't bring yourself to kiss me?"

Spike rolled his eyes and handed her another strawberry, he hoped she'd repeat what she did a few moments ago.

"Didn't see you kissing me. Not a law that says I have to kiss you first."

"Okay, just I gave you enough hints."

"Like pressing your wet tits against a car window?" Spike's groin ached at the memory of it.

"Yeah, only that hint actually worked." Buffy mock gasped at him.

"Teenage boy, love, drove my inhibitions right out the bloody universe with that little display." Spike shifted slightly and looked uncomfortable, Buffy noticed.

"Oh my god, you still get off on it, it still makes you horny?" She grinned wide at the thought of that image staying in his head for six years, when she'd done it she hadn't thought it would have this kind of lasting effect.

"Yes! Alright. Not the kind of thing a man forgets."

Buffy stared at his jeans absentmindedly as she tried to see if anything was stirring.

"Do you bloody mind?" Spike growled at her and frowned.

"Sorry, just seeing if I still have that effect on you." Buffy gave him a coy look.

"You do. End of bloody story. Now, you never answered my question."

"What question?" She looked innocent.

"Did you…" Spike dropped his tone until it was low and sultry. "…Act on your naughty…dirty…dreams about me?"

"Yes." Buffy mumbled quietly as her cheeks burnt up.

Spike grinned wide.

"After we…I couldn't stop thinking about you…what you were doing…what we had done…god, did that keep me awake at night--pining for your body on mine." She sighed as she thought about it.

"I'm still pining." Spike edged a little closer to her and tilted his head slightly.

"Me too." Buffy leant over and kissed him softly. "Really though…morning, noon and night?"

She giggled and he chuckled.

"I was a teenager, very full of the horn."

"And you're not anymore?" She looked disappointed and he arched a brow at her before leaning in close to her ear.

"Oh I am, it's lurking and waiting for you to give me the right signal. Then I'll have you upside down and heading to happyland before you can blink." He purred softly into her ear and felt her shudder slightly.

Buffy swallowed hard and let her eyes close as he placed a gentle kiss on her neck before moving away from her.

"So…aside from masturbating while thinking about me, any other dirty habits I should know about?" He smiled cockily at her as she visibly struggled to settle back down.

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