Spike didn't much care that Buffy had just hopped out of the shower. Her hair was damp, she looked like she had just thrown her clothes on for the sake of being dressed (fuck it all), and yet to him, Spike still thought she looked unbelievably gorgeous. She'd grown up quite a bit over the past couple years and he had been one of the ones fortunate to have been around to see it happen. She was a Slayer. She was a woman. And she was beautiful.
He used to be a poet. Year upon year ago, back before Spike knew of the horrors that the earth truly was made of. It had been a long while since he had seriously sat down and bothered to write much of anything. Yet seeing Buffy always inspired him, just as seeing her had; that wretched, uptight, whore who couldn't appreciate good writing if it crawled up her ass and died there. Spike would have scowled at the memory, but he instead made a bit of a show at looking Buffy's appearance over in the most manly manner he could muster. After prancing across the city like some sort of retard for as long as he had, Spike was going to need to build up as many tough guy points for his ego as he could manage.
The brief mutter of a hello followed by the sudden press of her lips to his own definitely helped. Ego building was a go.
Non-boy scout attitude was damn well right! Rather than shying away from the kiss or taking it on like a gentleman, Spike smirked against her lips and tugged Buffy closer. He didn't care that they were standing in the middle of her doorway, right where anyone would have been able to see them - in fact, Spike found it to be a rather exhilarating thing, knowing that the others might wander by to witness what was happening. If there was anything that Spike would be able to take pride in here, it was the simple fact that one, Buffy Summers, had been the one to initiate a kiss between them. The world could take that and suck on it for all he cared, because after the last two weeks of hell and humiliation that he'd been through, Spike had definitely needed something like this to greet him upon his exit from all the insanity.