Title: Just Between Us Girls

Author: enchanted nightingale

Beta Reader: pussycatadamah

Timeline: Season 3

Summary: Buffy has to guard Spike while Giles is on an errand. Willow offers to keep her company and they both invite Anya to get to know her better.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of the plot. They all belong to Mutant Enemy and 20th Century Fox Film Corporation.

Part One

"So, everything is fine with you and Riley," said Willow as she prepared two mugs of hot chocolate for her and Buffy. Giles had begun buying chocolate and a ton of other stuff for the teens that practically camped in his house ever since the library had been blown up.

"Yeah," said Buffy. "He asked me out. Not exactly a date, but something along the lines of 'There's a party going on at my dorm and I'd like to see you again there', which is fine by me."

"Dating in a no dating way is good," said Willow as she handed a mug to Buffy. The slayer accepted with a smile and grabbed the marsh mallows from the cupboard. The two girls walked to the living room where Spike was tied to a chair, and gagged, in front of the television, glaring at them. From that place he snorted earning murderous looks from the girls.

"Fmhs. Thtlscrbt," he said.

"What did he say?" wondered Willow.

Buffy squinted. "I think it's something like: 'Females. That's all you care about.'"

"Hey!" exclaimed Willow.

Spike said something else.

"Maybe we should un-gag him?" suggested Willow.

Buffy made a face. Willow gave her a light shove and Buffy obeyed. Soon Spike was able to move his jaw.

"About bloody time!"

"You're this close mister!" growled Buffy as she took her seat again.

"What did you say before?" wondered Willow.

"I asked if all you think about is clothes and boys and whether you share everything," he repeated.

"We do!" they chorused.

Willow turned back to Buffy. "So have you kissed?"

Spike groaned. "Bloody Hell! Cut me some slack here!"

"Why don't you shut up?" snapped Buffy.

The bell rang just then.

"Anya's here!" Willow stood up and went to answer the door. Soon the former vengeance demon sat with the slayer and the witch, a mug of chocolate-courtesy of Willow- in her hands and the talk was focused on Riley.

"You should definitely try him out," decided Anya.

"Anya, he's a man, not a car!" said Willow.

"Men lie and cheat, cars don't," stated Anya.

"Still, men are not objects," said Willow.

"They don't think the same as women," said Anya. "Anyway, I gave Xander a chance. It was fun, we continued going at it."

"Don't you mean dating?" said Willow.

"I think she meant exactly what she said," Buffy decided and she took a sip.

"Orgasms are what's worth it in a relationship," said Anya and Buffy choked. Willow turned redder than a tomato.

"Oh, come on! Like it wasn't like that with you and Oz," Anya prodded the younger girl.

Willow let out a faint squeak of protest and a mumbled response so low that even Spike, who remained oddly quiet, did not catch it.

"Speak up dear," Anya said in a way that sounded like an old maid.

Willow glared at Anya, still embarrassed. "I said it's not like that with Oz."

"Are you saying you don't enjoy it?"

"No, of course not! I mean…Well, he is good with his hands," she finished flustered.

"How about our favorite slayer?" Anya asked.

It was Buffy's turn to fidget.

"Well, I only had one night with Angel. That creep Parker doesn't count," said Buffy, feeling uncomfortable.

"Who was better?" Anya asked and Willow did not appeared shocked, but looked rather interested.

Buffy mastered a smile. "Definitely NOT Parker."

Her audience was captive.

"Well, he was not that strong, no stamina whatsoever," said Buffy. "And…"

"And?" Anya and Willow probed.

"I had to fake it."

The girls dissolved to laughter while Spike blinked.

'This is getting interesting,' he thought. 'I'll finally get a clue about what women say in those girl-nights and it took me what? Just a century.'

"Buffy!" Willow exclaimed when she could speak again. "You should have told him. Hurt him back."

Buffy shook her head. "Well, I can't really blame him. I mean, sure he beats a vibrator, but it's not his fault he's…well, he's human."

Anya nodded knowingly while Willow looked perplexed. "What do you mean?"

"Vampire stamina," replied Anya. "They're not human, don't need to breathe, they are experienced. Am I right Buffy?"

The slayer nodded. "That and Parker was not as big as he'd like to be. I mean, sure size doesn't matter but at least he should have a size."

Willow's eyes widened while Spike choked.

"Something wrong Spike?" asked Buffy with a knowing smirk.

"Nope nothing," he shook his head frantically.

"No snide comments?" she went on.

He cleared his throat. "A-Actually, I agree with Anya and size does matter."

Willow let out another squeak.

"Vampires make no distinction, Will. Humans, demons, male or female," said Buffy.

The red haired girl nodded.

"I thought you and Angel only had one night," said Anya thoughtfully. "You remember his size after two years?"

"Not exactly," said Buffy.

"Buffy-" Willow started.

"They kept on when he was soulless Red," said Spike.

"What!" the other two girls turned to stare at him.

He shrugged. "I could smell it."

"Oh," Willow said.

"Vampire senses," said Anya knowingly.

Buffy just stared at her hands.

"Only then, right?" said Willow. At Buffy's silence she shrieked. "Buffy!"

"Well, we only stayed with the preliminary stuff. We could hardly give it up completely! And we were careful, Will."

"As long as they can give you an orgasm," said Anya.

There was a short silence, soon broken by Willow.

"Does Giles know, about Angelus I mean?"

"Yeah, he saw us making out outside a crypt once. He did not say anything afterwards. Angelus told me later that he sensed him. That was before Mrs. Callendar's murder."

"The whole cemetery reeked of sex, mixing up the scents," agreed Spike. "It was difficult to hunt."

Nobody found any appropriate answer to that.

"So, Angel or Angelus?" Anya asked the question that entered her mind from the moment Buffy admitted to having a relationship with the two versions of the same vampire.

"Both," said Buffy. "Depends on the mood I'm in. Still, they are one body and have the same experience."

"Well, we know about Willow, so that brings us to Spike," decided Anya.

"No, it doesn't," said the blond vampire.

"Come on! Just spill. Who was the best lover you ever had," Anya pressed.

Spike gave a timid look at Buffy.

".God." Willow gasped.

"Angelus," Spike and Buffy said together.

Spike gave her a look. "You knew?"

"Angel told me, after I pestered him about it. Also, I saw into his memories last year and saw one of the two of you. Remember France, in that alley by the church?"

Spike had a wistful look on his face.

"Earth to Spike," Anya said. The vampire shook his head.

"Those were good times," Spike told them. "And not just because of the chip. No, then the blood tasted better. God I miss those days!"

"Don't get all misty on us," said Buffy.

He glared at her but not for long and not with hate, more like annoyance.

"Does that mean that Spike is gay?" asked Willow.

"Hey!" Spike protested. "Angelus is family. I don't sleep with just any guy."

"Family?" echoed Willow.

"Does that mean Darla was game?" Buffy made a face.

Spike shuddered. "Thank the Gods below but no."

"You did not like her?" asked Willow.

"I have taste and class, Red."

"Harmony?" Buffy reminded him.

"I was drunk and made a mistake. She stuck with me after that."

"She does that, or did," agreed Willow.

"So, Slayer, you think vampires are better than humans?" asked Spike.

Buffy colored.

"Come on, just say it luv. If I admitted I shagged the Poof you could admit you like shagging the Un-dead," he prodded.

"Introduction to the British slang," Willow was awed.

"Focus Willow," said Anya. "The question remains, Un-dead or alive?"

Buffy sighed. "Un-dead."

Spike let out a whoop of laughter. "Slayer, you are a really troubled individual."

"Not really, it's just the rush," she said.

"Faith was right? You feel horny after patrol?" asked Willow. At Anya's wondrous stare she asked: "What?"

"I just can't believe you used the word 'horny' without blushing," she admitted.

"Or stuttering," Spike added.

She made a face at them and turned to Buffy. "So?"

"Faith was right. After a good kill I get cravings. You know something crunchy and sweet to eat and release a bit of tension. There I admitted it."

"It's normal pet. Vampires are the same," said Spike. "It's the predator in you. It gives you primal needs."

"I had the same cravings as a demon," Anya confirmed. "And I am the first to say that vampires are the way to go, compared to other demons. Lamias are the best, but they are hard to come across, nearly extinct. Pity, really, though they don't go with just anyone. They show a preference to vampires."

"Huh," was all Willow could say. "You've slept with a vampire?"

"Five actually," said Anya. "It was around 1560, during an orgy. But don't tell Xander. He gets argumentative when I even suggest a threesome."

"Okay," said Buffy trying to get that picture out of her head.

Spike looked most amused with the former demon. Then he remembered how the red head was also involved with a demon.

'For demon hunters they sure date them a lot,' he thought wryly.

"How is sex with werewolves?" he asked the witch.

"Wolfy," she said. "And sometimes he purrs afterwards, like a big dog, or a really big kitty. It's the cutest sound."

"Vampires purr as well," said Buffy before she could stop herself.

Spike turned to stare at her abruptly.

"What?" she asked him, but it was Anya who voiced it.

"Angel bit you! During sex, not like the time Xander told me he fed to clear the poison."

"A vampire purrs when it's feeling sated, happy and safe," Spike explained. "That happens after sex, usually, which includes bloodletting." He raised his scarred eyebrow in pointed question.

She shifted under Willow's questioning eyes. "Yes."

"Buffy! You never told me."

"Well, with Angelus and everything…"

"Did Angelus bite you?" Willow asked. This new information was proving to be rather disturbing.

Buffy colored.

"Didn't know you had it in you," Anya gave her an admiring look. At Willows look she went on. "Angelus has the best rumor in the world. There's not one demon that doesn't want to sleep with him."

"True," said Spike.

"But he's evil," Willow was buffed.

"But a stallion. And he knows many, many tricks. He gets a bit kinky, true, but a vampire's bite is amazing," said Anya. "Plus, I always came harder after I was bit."

Willow blushed.

"Were did he bite?" the question came to Anya then.

It was Buffy's place to blush.

"We get the picture," said Anya.

"No we don't," Spike said.

Buffy glared at him.

"Fine, at least show where's the other bloody mark," asked Spike.

Buffy showed him the mark on her neck, still visible after so long.

"Bloody hell, Slayer! That's a Mark with a capital M. The Poof claimed you!"

"He did what?" she demanded.

"You are considered his Mate, pet. No vampire of clan Aurelius can lay a hand on you, ever."

"I'm so gonna kill him," said Buffy.

"Or not," said Spike.

He received their curious glances, but the door opened and Giles walked in carrying a pile of books and effectively halting any further conversation.

"Well, hello girls," he said pleasantly.

"And Man!" yelled Spike.

Giles glared at him. "What's he doing with his mouth loose?"

"We kinda needed his opinion on a matter," Willow hurriedly put in.

"Well then, I'll just drop these in my room and be right back," he said eyeing them strangely. Buffy and Anya were looking at them with the same smile.

Once he was out of sight Spike was the center of attention.

"Speak," Buffy ordered.

"I'll scratch your back if you scratch mine."

"Deal," the girls said in unison.

End of Part One