With her hand still at the back of his head, she ducks down for that kiss.
(There are some requests she never minds going along with.)
She's kind of glad for being unintentionally coaxed out of the train of thought she'd been on, all those idle thoughts pushed unceremoniously to the side, and there's nothing shy or reluctant about the way her lips part against his.
Spike hasn't seemed like just a distraction in a long long time, but he sure as hell always makes a nice one. Has from the start.
And he probably never realized that bit about falling several stories out of a church's stained-glass window would've been such an effective pick-up line.
Her free hand's on his tie before she realizes it, and she doesn't really have any plans for it there. It's instinct, reflex, something that happens almost involuntarily.
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(There are some requests she never minds going along with.)
She's kind of glad for being unintentionally coaxed out of the train of thought she'd been on, all those idle thoughts pushed unceremoniously to the side, and there's nothing shy or reluctant about the way her lips part against his.
Spike hasn't seemed like just a distraction in a long long time, but he sure as hell always makes a nice one. Has from the start.
And he probably never realized that bit about falling several stories out of a church's stained-glass window would've been such an effective pick-up line.
Her free hand's on his tie before she realizes it, and she doesn't really have any plans for it there. It's instinct, reflex, something that happens almost involuntarily.
But she hasn't forgotten her rule.