Spin For a Kick: Spin For a Kick
by spikelover6661
Buffy sighed, watching Dawn, the leader of the pack, (self apointed), closing the door behind her. “What a relief!” She fell down on the couch next to Faith.

“Good not to have them annoying the hell out of me,” Faith said. “Now I can actually have some fun.”

“Fun? I’m ready for fun. Haven’t had some fun in awhile,” Xander squeaked eagerly.

“I hope you mean... Never mind. Fun would be nice,” Buffy laughed.

“Got any suggestions?” Faith asked.

“I do,” Spike grunted as he walked into the room.

“Oh, great, just what we need,” Xander grumbled. “What?”

“Got a bottle here. It can spin.” Spike raised his eyebrows suggestively, holding out a beer bottle. Anya beamed.

“I love this game!” she squealed. “And since there aren’t any little girls around, we can play it right!” Anya moved the coffe table out of the way and then stared at the girls on the couch. “We have to move that, you know!”

Faith and Buffy got up and joined Xander and Spike sitting on the ground. Willow smiled and sat next to Faith while Anya took her seat. “We need to make it even,” Spike said. “What about Andrew?”

“That’s fine. Whatever. He could use a little fun, too. ANDREW!!!” Buffy yelled.

Andrew came stumbling down the stairs. “Buffy?”

“Wanna play spin the bottle?” Spike smiled. He was using his vampiric persausion, Buffy could see, but the man was far too eager.

“Okay.” Andrew sat down next to Willow. “Who’s gonna spin first?”

“Since it was Spike’s idea, I say he goes first,” Anya suggested.

“All right.” Spike placed the bottle on the carpet, giving it a good twirl. He wasn’t really nervous, thinking ‘Oh, gee, what if it lands on a guy!’. but he could see the anticipation on everyone elses’ faces.

It stopped on... Willow. “Okay, Red, pucker up,” Spike instructed. Spike leaned over. Willow could feel the coldness of his body nearing toward her own, feel her heartbeat quicken in her chest, feel all eyes turned to her and the vampire who’s face was so close to her own...

“You know I’m gay right?” Willow said. “You do...” But the vampires lips colliding with her own like water over ice stopped her own moving lips. Suddenly, she wanted to entertain her friends. This was all in fun, she could show them Willow was a party animal! She pounced on Spike, pinning him to the ground. Spike finally screamed when she bit his lips.

“Jeez, Red. I guess you aren’t as gay as you thought,” Spike gasped, returning to his purch in the circle.

“Hey, it was fun,” Willow said teasingly. “But girls kiss a hell of a lot better!”

Spike rolled his eyes playfully at her and tossed the bottle to Xander sitting next to him. “Your turn.”

Xander put on the carpet and spun it with all his stregth, but Spike and his minimal effort had gone faster and farther. It landed on... Buffy.

Buffy made the first move, giving Xander a little peck on the lips. “Now, now, Slayer, it has to be a little more than that!” Spike demanded, snearing at her. The man had a soul, and yet, he still got his kicks watching the Slayer and her pals have at it, well, nearly have at it.

“Fine,” Bufy grumbled. She grabbed Xander’s face between her palms and forced her tongue into his mouth. Xander felt very strange. It had been awfully long time since he had thought about Buffy that way, but he was a guy and Buffy was a girl, kissing him. He felt almost sad when she drew away. Spike gave her a little whoop and a teasing smile.

“I think *someone* is enjoying this a little *too* much,” Faith laughed. Spike gave her a scowl, but then completely ignored the remark. Xander looked at Faith.

“Your turn, doll face,” he laughed.

“All right then.” Faith laughed and spun it, sending it a blur of brown. It slowed and pointed... to Buffy.

“Ooh!” Andrew squeled. Spike shot him a menacing look. Everyone else completely ingnored him. Spike was far more irratable, even if he was considered one of the most annoying in the Scoobies.

“Ready, B? ‘Cause you know, they say once you’ve had Faith, dosen’t matter, nothin’s as good.” There were a lot of “Ooh”ing and “Buffy got burned” from the circle.

Faith leaned in and forced her lips against Buffy’s, startling the Slayer. *Women lips... they aren’t all that different than men,* she thought. She closed her eyes as Faith’s mouth opened and closed against her own. She just waited... waited until people started talking again. She was *so* glad Faith hadn’t taken it to the extreme and pushed a tongue in there. That would have been *too* far.

“Hm, ready to head of the gay land with Red here, Slayer?” Spike teased, tossing the bottle at her. “Give her a good spin. See who you gotta smooch next.”

Buffy was relieved they had let the Slayer-on-Slayer action slide there. It would be... disturbing if they reacted as they had before. This *was* fun. Buffy got over the having to kiss girls, no one was judging. She was among friends, friends who loved her above all else. Also, shallow friends who would have to kiss the same gender too. Plus, it was fun to be wild with no restraint. Now she saw why Spike and Anya had been so eager to play.

Buffy span the bottle, landing on... Andrew. Andrew turned a deep shade of magenta. Spike elbowed him. “Come on, get the girl.” He then gave Andrew a little shove, making him fall against Buffy’s outstretched lips. Buffy held them there for what seemed like hours, waiting for Andrew to do something, but then realised the guy wasn’t going to do anything. She then slid her tongue in his mouth, smiling a little as the boy’s eyes widend in suprise. Buffy let him go. “Have fun?” she asked, giving him an encouraging smile. Andrew was silent for a momment, obviously too dazed to talk.

“Now I see why Spike always wants to put his hands on Buffy,” Andrew laughed, lightening the atmosphere again. Not that it was tense. They were all so comfortable with on another, it seemed almost like... well, just sharing a little affection between them.

Buffy tossed it to Anya. She landed on Xander. “Oh, give your ex-boyfriend a run for his money, luv,” Spike encouraged. “Show him what he’s missing.”

“And how would you... Oh, wait...” Xander looked at his feet, painfully remembering Spike to had a taste of the love of his life. Spike suddenly looked as uncomfortable as Xander.

“I get it. Sorry. You do know I’m sorry?” Xander nodded.

“Enough witht the sweet talk, this my first action tonight. Let’s get with the lip-smacking, all ready, all right?” Anya said. She wasn’t trying to be funny, but it sent everyone into laughter.

Xander tried to stop Anya from letting their little smooch go to far. He didn’t want to imply he wanted her, even if he did every single second of his life. His blood went hot, his body went tense, and he found himself completely lost in Anya’s lips. He found Heaven again. He felt free again. But it all ended to quick and he was still Xander. Xander without his better half of Anya.

“Your turn, Willow. Will you make it land on me?” Anya asked eagerly. rubbing her hands together. Willow patted her on the back.

“Let’s hope not,” Willow laughed. She gave it a twirl and it landed on... Faith. “Faith, you ready for some hot lesbo action?” Willow laughed, sticking out her tongue.

“Hey, Red, that’s my trademark!” Spike shouted.

“Sorry, forgot. Let’s just say I didn’t do that. I don’t want to be attached to something so ciggarette-esque,” Willow joked. Spike smiled.

“Waiting for some girl-on-girl!” He motioned for them to continue.

Willow pounced on Faith first. And Willow was surprised to find, Faith tasted pretty good. And Faith was having a hell of a time. Willow didn’t let it go too far, but she could tell, they both would have flew with it if it wasn’t in front of everyone. And if Willow didn’t have Kennedy.

“All right, Andrew.” Spike gave him a hard clap on the back. “You’re up, little buddy. Don’t go getting bloody chicken on me now!”

Andrew laughed and spun the bottle. It slowed and it landed on... Spike. Andrew’s breath got caught in his chest. He could barely breath and his heart pounded so hard in his chest, he was afaird his chest might shatter into a million shards. He watched Spike near him, slowly, waiting for Andrew’s reaction. Andrew was in shock. He felt Spike’s cold nose against his own and he immediatly felt goosebumps sieze up on his arms. He felt a tingle down his spine. When Spike sent his cold lips against Andrew’s own, his brain crashed. The world seemed to break away and fall apart in a world of destruction everywhere. This was so wrong, but Andrew knew, if he stopped himself, it would be so right. He let Spike do the negoitoationg for awhile, forcing Andrew’s lips to move. But then Andrew gained confidence. No one here was going to make fun of him for making out with Spike. Hell, they had made out with Spike. Most of them. And if they hadn’t, tonight they would. When Spike drew back, Andrew felt like the life was being sucked out of him. He felt like if he let Spike go away, he would to. So he grabbed the blonde man by his shoulders and forced him to deepen the kiss. He could feel eyes boring into him, but he didn’t care. He could feel Spike trying to escape, but he didn’t care. The world didn’t matter now. Andrew was lost in his momment. His momment that he thought about for a long, long time. Mabye he was in love with Spike, but all he really wanted for someone to notice. Spike did and so Spike would stay.

The vampire got out. Andrew could see the fear behind his sapphire eyes, and for a momment he felt like retreating back into his little hole of nerdom. But he was here, wasn’t he? If they wanted him to play this stupid game, than he couldn’t be too big a nerd, could he? He had to say something smart and fast.

“Corspes taste a lot better than you would think,” Andrew laughed. Everyone’s pale expressions transformed to relief.

“For a second there... That was scary. Was there... Was I the only one that saw the spit exchange?” Buffy asked, pointing and laughing at Spike. Spike gave Andrew a smile. Spike prayed the poor guy wouldn’t take the smile for what it wasn’t.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I keep my spit inside my own mouth,” Spike cried indigantly, giving Andrew a little nudge. “Can’t say the same about my tongue though.”

“Ew, gross, Spike!” Buffy shrieked, throwing a couch pillow at him, hitting him square in the head.

“So, what we gonna play next?” Faith asked. “We kind of played this scene.”

“I got a great idea,” Spike laughed.
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