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Saturday Night Fever [Rp for stillacrime]

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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Danny locked the door behind them and tossed the keys onto the coffee table along with her shoes. He moved into the kitchen and grabbed two shot glasses and tequila. "What do you mean? That we're together happening? Or you're livin' with me happening? Or somethin' I missed happening?"

"That there's the whole love thing happening," Buffy answered as she grabbed the salt shaker. She looked in the fridge but didn't find any limes or lemons. They'd made do without it. "I kinda thought that cargo ship had sailed years ago with me."

"So maybe this is a special one. A special ship." He turned the radio on to a rock station. "A rockin' ship."

Buffy grinned at him. Sort of drunk Danny was cute. Not that she didn't think he was cute all the time. She unscrewed the cap on the tequila bottle and took a swig, making a face and sticking her tongue out when she did. She laughed and walked over to Danny to wrap her arms around his neck. "Whatever kind of ship it is I'm staying on board 'til I get kicked off."

"Yeah, was hopin' you'd say that." He slid his arms around her waist and began slowly swaying their bodies back and forth.

"Mmm well if you're not going to kick me off and I'm not going overboard, I could be here a very long time," Buffy warned with a slow grin. The tequila bottle was at Danny's back, held loosely in one hand. Her other hand was at the back of her neck, running up into his hair and back down his neck as they 'danced'. She took another swig of tequila, making a face as it went down.

Danny couldn't help the snickering. She made cute faces. "Alright, you do that every time you take a drink. It's pretty damn cute."

"Because it burns!" Buffy told him with a laugh. She was beginning to feel the tequila tickling at the back of her brain and making her a little warm and fuzzy. She took another swig and waggled the bottle at him. "Want some?"

They continued to move back and forth as he took the whiskey bottle from her. After taking a healthy swig, he nodded. "A good burn though."

"Definitely a good burn," Buffy agreed. She leaned in and kissed Danny, nipping at his bottom lip lightly before she pulled back. "Okay let's play truth or dare."

"Whaaaat? Truth or dare?" Danny wrinkled his nose around a crooked grin. "Okay we can do that. Just don't make me do anything stupid. Don't wanna be a big dope."

Buffy laughed and shook her head. "Big dope is the point of truth or dare but I promise I'll still love you in the morning," she teased him before she took a big swig of tequila, making a face as she did. The tequila was making her warm and fuzzy and she wasn't drunk yet but she was on her way.

"Okay truth or dare, Messer?"

He looked up to the ceiling in thought and then shrugged. "Alright, dare."

"Mmm, 'kay. Let me think a sec," Buffy said as she took another swig of tequila. She leaned one hip against Danny and ran her fingertips over his stubble as she thought. "'Kay. While maintaining minimum dopiness, sing for me."

"Sing for you?" Danny was already blushing. He could sing. Had been in a band back in the day. So he looked to the radio, hearing the song on the radio now and started singing along with it, eyes rolling to the ceiling and back down to her.

'Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

Now that she's back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey
She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo
Reminds me that there's room to grow, hey, hey

Now that she's back in the atmosphere
I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the Milky Way
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there'

And he squeezed his eyes shut, banging his head just barely a few times around the beat of the music before singing again.

'Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the Milky Way'

Buffy squealed when he started that song. It was one of her favorites. She had no idea what the lyrics meant but they sounded like the guy who wrote it loved whoever he was talking about. She listened with a huge grin on her face, taking a swig of tequila which she nearly snorted through her nose when Danny did the head banging. By the time he finished she was a puddle of giggling Buffy.

"Okay so if I weren't already so in like with you that it wasn't even funny, that would have done it right there," she told him as she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him soundly on the mouth.

He grinned into the kiss. "Yeah, I'm a rocker, right?" He asked, taking the bottle and sipping at it.

"Bon Jovi better watch out," Buffy grinned as she reached up and mussed Danny's hair up. The bruise was starting to come out on his jaw. "You're good. Can I be your groupie?" she teased him as she tilted her head and kiss his jaw.

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