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An English Adventure – by LoobyLoo

This story follows on from the ‘Labours of Love’ Trilogy, four years later.

Pairing: Buffy and Spike – NC 17

Chapter 1




“No, mommy, no!” Little Elizabeth Anne, or Izzie as she was known, wriggled and shook her head, sending her blonde curls tumbling from the bunch that her mother, Buffy had just brushed them into.

“Now, be a good little girl and let me do your hair, or we’ll be late for nursery”

“It’s not nursery, it’s school – nursery is for babies!” Finally managing to wriggle free altogether, she scampered off to where she knew her daddy would be, leaving her mother to drop her shoulders with a sigh.

“Daddy!”

Spike put his paper down and patted his knee.

“What is it Munchkin?” Clambering up onto his lap, Izzie said breathlessly,

“Mommy wants to put yellow, but I don’t like it, coz Kasey said it was stupid” Spike frowned, and Buffy stood in the doorway, hairbrush in one hand, yellow ribbon in the other.

“A yellow ribbon you mean?” Spike asked, and Izzie gave a huge big nod.

“But yellow’s not stupid, it’s a very pretty colour, makes my little girl look like a princess – now, be a good little girl, and let mommy do your hair, and then after nurse- um school I mean, how about if you, and mommy, and Billy and me all go to the park – you can go on the swings”

Izzie looked at her daddy with her big blue/green eyes and smiled

“Can we feed the ducks?”

“I’m sure we can, but only if you do as you’re told, and be a good little girl for mommy, quickly now, you don’t want to be late”

“Okay…”

Buffy swiftly did her daughter’s hair up in bunches, and then bent down to put on Izzie’s pink sneakers.

“But mommy – Kasey said” Izzie started to curl up her toes, but Buffy held her gently but firmly and put them on her.

“Izzie, not now, now come on, hurry up, Mrs Kelly will be cross if she has to unlock the door especially for us” Buffy said, trying not to shout.

“Want me to take her?” Spike asked, and Buffy grabbed the car keys off the counter.

“No, I’ll do it, I won’t be long” She kissed Spike, and opened the door, Izzie ran to her daddy, flung her arms around him and kissed him, then ran out to follow her mother.

*******


Later that evening in bed.

Buffy was moaning to Spike.

“Kasey this, Kasey that, honestly – I’d like to strangle the little brat! Our daughter is a little over three years old, and she’s already behaving like some fashion-victim valley brat! It just turns everything into a battle”

“I know baby…that’s why I’ve been thinking”

“What?”

“Well, I was thinking that now you hardly ever slay anymore so as not to tread on Faith’s toes, and Xander’s going away to work on that holiday construction development in Florida, and Red is going to do her final year in Paris at the Sorbonne, why don’t we move to England?”

Buffy propped herself up on her elbow, and looked down into Spike’s face.

“England? – You mean move there – to live?”

“Why not? – And to tell you the truth, I think it would be better for the children’s education”

“But, to live?”

“You’ve enjoyed holidays there – you always told me you were sad to leave, and Giles’ is there”

“England…”

“It’s not the moon pet, and we can always come back if-“

“No, I’m not dismissing it – I think it’s a great idea!”

Spike propped his head up.

“You do?”

“I’ve always wanted to live in a proper English country village, in a cottage, with roses around the door!” Buffy grinned and Spike smiled

“Well, we could see what we could afford – I’ll get on the Internet, look for some estate agents and get them to send me some possibilities”

“Where in England, London?”

“Oh good grief no, worse than here, no I was thinking even further down south, where we went on holiday, Somerset, or Devon, even Cornwall maybe, preferably by the sea somewhere like that”

“Yeah – okay, why not, as you say, everybody’s leaving – and I do worry about the constant sunshine on the children’s skin, they are both very fair”

“Well, you wouldn’t have to worry about endless sunshine there pet, but it gets it’ fair share”

“Right then, that’s settled, but one thing though,”

“Hmm, what’s that Kitten?”

Spike began to kiss her neck, and Buffy mewled and smiled, closing her rolling eyes.

“We – oh! Um, no telling the children be-ooooohhhhh, before we g-go!”

She shifted onto her back and Spike lay over her, taking his weight onto his forearms.

“Okay, I promise” Spike began to nuzzle her neck, getting her all hot and tingly. Moving back to her mouth, he kissed like there was no tomorrow, his tongue softly massaging hers, and Buffy moaned softly squeezing his shoulders, before sliding her hands upwards to clutch his head, her fingers tangling in his hair.

“Ooooohhhhh…” Buffy was in orbit.

He’d worked his way down her body, kissing and nipping, and now he was between her thighs…His thumbs were massaging circles on the inside of her thighs, and he dipped his head and licked her moist femininity, back to front.

Buffy felt like she’d been electrified…Slipping his tongue between her soft folds and finding his prize, He drew several wet circles with his tongue, before rapidly flicking over it back and forth and side to side very quickly.

Buffy’s hips bounced and she squeezed his head with her thighs, she was panting and gasping, begging him

“Please, oh baby, please!”

“Please what, love?”

“Let me…make me……… oh g-g-gods, please, do it, more!” Spike dipped his head, slid two fingers inside her molten depths…Jeez…she was still tight…and HOT…he lowered his mouth on her again, and angling his hand so his fingers were stroking her G spot, he gently at first sucked on her aching clit. Buffy exploded into a deep, long orgasm, biting her bottom lip so as not to cry out too loud and wake the children.

Sliding back up her body, Buffy put him at the core of her need, and Spike entered her slowly.

Arching her back, Buffy locked her legs high around his waist, raising her hips to his powerful thrusts.
Grateful in the knowledge that Spike still maintained his vampire stamina!

They made love slowly, Spike bringing her to the edge several times then easing off, teasing – anticipation was half the fun! But there came a time when he couldn’t hold back any longer, and he speeded up his thrusts, pounding her into the mattress, which Buffy loved. They hit their orgasms together, her tight involuntary clench milking him of every last drop of his manly essence. Panting slightly, Spike eased off her and cuddled up.

“I love you”

“I love you!” Snuggling down into his tight embrace, they both slept.




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