Saturday Night Fever [Rp for stillacrime]

[whattingawhat]

The song ended and Buffy reached back, gathering her hair up in one hand and pulling it away from her neck. She leaned forward on the balls of her feet, her other hand going to Danny's shoulder. "Let's go get a drink."

Danny had come home from work and suggested they go out dancing. She'd changed into a pair of black satin short shorts, to die for black heeled sandals and a silver gray sleeveless top. They'd had dinner and ended up here, had a few drinks and danced for several songs in a row. Now she was hot and wanted a beer.

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[whattingawhat.livejournal.com]

"That...was totally hot," Buffy grinned. She leaned over and placed a light kiss on his jaw. "Do we need to get you some ice for that? Are you okay?"

[stillacrime.livejournal.com]

"Naw, I'm okay." Danny answered, handing her a helmet and putting on his own. "Takes a lot to knock me down, you know?"

[whattingawhat.livejournal.com]

"It's one of the things I like about you," Buffy told him as she got on the motorcycle behind him, arms wrapping around his waist. "You okay to drive?" she asked him.

[stillacrime.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, yeah. I'm good. Just wanna get outta here before the cops get here." He slipped on his helmet, strapping it beneath his chin and then kick started the engine. He made sure that Buffy was holding on tight before he pulled out of the parking lot and onto the street.

[whattingawhat.livejournal.com]

Buffy was amused that Danny wanted to get out of there before the cops got there but she agreed it was probably for the best. "So where are you taking me now, Boyfriend? Fight club," Buffy teased, yelling loud enough that Danny could hear her over the sound of the engine.

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