Buffy was completely exhausted, both mentally and emotionally. Today was another day that she upheld her façade. The constant charade of smiles and contentment that she showed her friends that gave them the false belief that her life was indeed wonderful. This upheld and supported the illusion that even though they ripped her from heaven, she was delighted to be back…..back killing demons, fighting for the side of good and dealing with life’s woes and upsets. She just needed to get away. Away from all their questioning eyes, their whispers and ‘I’m sorry’ faces that have grated on her completely.

There was one person, well vampire that she could turn to, but she had used and reused him again and again. Once he was an ally, a shoulder to lean on, but that was until she changed their relationship, by seeking comfort in his body. Now not only are the lines between who she can trust and not trust is blurred, the solidity of what is good and bad are skewed. As the Slayer, she is a tool of the Powers that Be, to fight on the side of good. Evil, the other side of this war stood demons, namely vampires, which are the epitome of pure evil. Vampires are wolves in sheep’s clothing, demon residing in a once human’s body. Their soulless, emotionless and kill without remorse.

Well that was until she met Spike, an enigma in all ways. A contradiction to what evil is. He almost always supported Buffy, even though she berated, belittled and loathe his presence. He was there when her life was up heaved, while she fought a god and her mother died. He cared for Dawn while Buffy was dead, and as he mourned her passing. He always kept a vigilant watch over all that was once important to Buffy, despite how her friends pushed him away, degraded and used him.

But it wasn’t only how he was drawn to Buffy that puzzled her, but also in the way he lived, or not lived that was puzzling. He breathed when he slept and when he was excited, even though his body didn't require air. He enjoys human pleasures like bad soap operas, spicy chicken wings and music. He showed passion and fierce loyalty towards all those that he cared for, even if they didn’t return the sediment; Cecily, Drusilla……Buffy. All he wanted was to be loved.

All these thought raced through Buffy’s mind as she walked through the quiet cemetery.

‘Boy it’s dead in here tonight. Ha…Ha….My first pun since I crawled from my own dirt nap. Boy, I’m still really rusty.’ Buffy thought to herself. She didn’t want to fight tonight. She wanted to place her mind and body on hiatus, even if it’s just for one night.

‘I’m going to chill at the Bronze. Have a few non-alcoholic beverages and listen to some music. Just act like my life hasn’t changed that much since high school…..just for a little while.’ With that she left Rest field Cemetery and headed to the Bronze. Once she reached her old hang out, she entered and the feelings of uneasiness overwhelmed her. She noticed that the Bronze hadn’t changed at all since her high school days. What was different…. was her. Buffy shook off these feelings, approached the bar and order a coke. Since cave woman Buffy made her debut, she avoided all beer and alcoholic-like beverages at any Sunnydale establishments.

Buffy sat at the bar and slowly sipped her drink. A short time later, the lights started to dim. Her slayer instincts started to kick in. Buffy quickly asked the bartender why the lights have dimmed.

“It’s open mic night. Some people sing, some tell jokes, and some even try their hand at poetry. It’s been a hit with the college kids and even some locals.” The bartender explained then headed over to another customer. Buffy picked up her drink and headed over to the shabby-chic couch that had been witness to many Scooby meetings over the past few years. Once she became comfortable, the bartender came out on the stage, took the mic and spoke to the crowd.

“Hey everyone! I’m glad that you’ve made it for open mic night again. Tonight we have several acts coming on. Our first one is a young man that wants to sing his heart out for you tonight……let’s give it up for Will.”

With that the bartender stepped away and the crowd clapped for the man that approached the mic. On closer inspection, it wasn’t a man…..he was a vampire. And he definitely was not young…..he was over a hundred years old. This familiar ‘man’ swaggered across the stage, sans leather trench. His shocking bleached hair became a beacon under the stage lights, making it appear that a halo of light emanated from around his head. Pale, flawless skin seemed almost translucent under the bright lights. He was dressed in his usual form fitted black jeans and black tee-shirt, and doc martens. He had a black electric guitar and small amp in hand as he walked to the stool mid stage that was placed before the mic.

“Spike” Buffy whispered as she was drawn in by the figure that was before her. Then he spoke and she was immediately transfixed.

“’ello…..I liked to thank you all for coming. Hope ya enjoy.” Spike addressed the crowd. Buffy could hear the women swoon and giggle over the extremely gorgeous British man that was on stage. Then men scoffed and asked who this Billy Idol wanna be was. Buffy chuckled to herself in regards to everyone’s reaction. But as soon as he started to sing, everyone else melted away and it was only she and him.


“wrote her off for the tenth time today
And practiced all the things I would say
But she came over
I lost my nerve
I took her back and made her dessert
Now I know I'm being used
That's okay man cause I like the abuse
I know she's playing with me
That's okay cause I've got no self esteem
We make plans to go out at night
I wait till 2 then I turn out the light
All this rejection's got me so low
If she keeps it up I just might tell her so
When she's saying that she wants only me
Then I wonder why she won’t tell her friends
When she's saying that I'm like a disease
Then I wonder how much more I can spend
Well I guess I should stick up for myself
But I really think it's better this way
The more you suffer
The more it shows you really care Right?
Now I'll relate this a little bit
That happens more than I'd like to admit
Late at night she knocks down my door
Pissed again and looking to score
Now I know I should say no
But that's kind of hard when she's ready to go
I may be dumb
But I'm not a dweeb
I'm just a sucker with no self esteem”


OFFSPRING: SELF ESTEEM (I did change a few words to fit the story, overall it is all theirs)


Once he finished, the crowd cheered for Spike. A huge smile burst forward from his full lips. He briefly bowed, thanked the crowd and left the stage. Buffy felt her heart sink.

‘He took that song from the Offspring, tweaked a few words and made it a song about our relationship……well if you could call it that. I need to talk to him.’ With those thoughts that still buzzed in her head, she stormed out of the Bronze in search of the musical vampire.

Buffy ran the entire way from the Bronze to Spike’s crypt. Unfortunately she was held up briefly by a newly risen vampire that stumbled out of his grave. She made quick work of him and continued on.

Upon her arrival, she immediately swung open the door and made her presence known by the characteristic ‘BANG’ that reverberated throughout the crypt, which happened each time she arrived. Spike sat on his battered and worn chair as he watched his small television. One leg was draped over the arm of the chair, while the other laid straight out into the middle of the room. Spike's face was propped up by his fist as he continued watching his program. A scarred eyebrow raise was the only acknowledgement that Buffy received from him initially, and then he gave her a brief greeting.

“Yeah….slayer whatcha need. Busy watching telly here.” Spike said offhandedly

Buffy quietly shut the door behind her, which the action itself brought Spike’s gaze to leave the television to land on her. He changed his position on the chair to where both legs were laid straight out and crossed at the ankles. He casually hooked he skilled hands into his belt loops, to frame his impressive bulge.

“So are you here for a bit of cold comfort…..a little rough and tumble. If you give me fifteen, my show will be over and I’ll be happy to oblige.” Spike stated bluntly

Buffy looked at him……really looked at him. Despite how casual he tried to sound, she could see the hurt and pain swirl in his stormy azure eyes. It pained her to know that she was the cause of these feelings.

“I saw you” Buffy announced

“Ya…..could you be a tag more specific?” Spike asked

“At the Bronze” Buffy clarified

“Oh…..that was no big deal (Spike waved his hand in the air as to swat away the thought)……just flashed a bit of fang at some college bird. Didn’t partake…..well can’t….. thanks to your soldier boy ex. Needed some dosh, I was low on blood and smokes. Don’t worry she’ll get more money from daddy tomorrow.” Spike nonchalantly commented

“Well, I wasn’t talking about that. Heh…..that’s not really nice Spike.” Buffy stated. Spike stood quickly and faced Buffy

“Oi…..vampire here! Remember pet…… I’m not supposed to be nice. Just because I’m the slayer’s whipping boy and I show you my soft underbelly doesn’t mean I’m house broken.” Spike spat

“Spike, I just wanted……..” Buffy tried to explain

“Look slayer…..either we shag or you get out. Choose.” Spike sneered

“I don’t want to have sex.” Buffy whispered

“Then by all means there’s the door.” Spike snapped

“I don’t want to go.” Buffy whispered again

“Well it would be a bloody miracle if you did know what you wanted!” Spike yelled as he started to pace around his crypt, like a caged panther

Buffy took a deep breath and tried to convince herself that she could do this….without yelling and violence

“Spike…..I just wanted to tell you that I saw you at the Bronze…..tonight.” Buffy explained softly

Spike stopped mid stride, with his back towards Buffy. He scrunched his eyes closed in attempts to block out the world and exhaled sharply. Slowly he opened his eyes, and turned to face Buffy.

“You saw me? Singing?” Spike asked in a hesitant voice

“Ya…..I did.” Buffy stated

“So……no big deal! Didn’t do anything wrong, no need for a slayer to visit my digs for.” Spike explained defensively

“I know, I’m not here as a slayer…..I’m here as Buffy.” Buffy tried to explain

“So…..Buffy…..what can I do you for?” Spike questioned

“First I wanted to know why you chose that song?” Buffy asked

“Like the bloody group…..like their old songs, before they went commercial.” Spike explained

“So….that’s the only reason? You didn’t pick it for any other.” Buffy prodded

“Buffy….do be more specific…..stop beating around the bloody bush and ask me what you want to know.” Spike ordered directly

“Fine…..was that song about how you see me…..see us?” Buffy asked with apprehension

Spike threw his head back and let out a forced loud scoff. Once he brought his head down, his angered gaze fell upon Buffy

“You’re a bloody riot slayer…..there’s no us! Never has been. I’ve just been an undead vibrator for you! You don’t even hide the disgust you feel! Once you’ve had your release….the minute it’s through, your rushing out the door before my dead seed dries in your knickers!” Spike seethed

Buffy closed her eyes and recovered from his verbal blow. She gained control over the overwhelming feelings of ‘fight or flight’. She stood her ground, reigned in her feelings then spoke.

“I’m sorry……William.” Buffy’s voiced whispered. Unshed tears hovered on her bottom lids

Spike’s anger and tension dissipated immediately from his face and body once he heard her apology and witnessed her impending tears. Spike took several more steps until he was toe to toe with the now crying slayer

“Oh…..luv….Buffy…..please don’t cry kitten. I can’t stand to see you cry.” Spike cooed

Buffy rushed forward into Spike’s body and wrapped her arms around him. He was her life preserver in her sea of emotions. She felt that if she let go, she surely would drown. Spike immediately wrapped her into his strong, comforting embrace. He gently ran his hands over her blonde mane and affectionately placed small kisses on the top of her head. Spike tried to calm this now trembling tiny warrior in his arms. His heart was breaking from her pain.

After several minutes, Buffy’s tears started to recede and she sniffled and ran her hand over her face to wipe away her emotional outburst. Buffy was the first to speak.

“Spike…I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t be using you like this. You’re a person…..well undead person, but you have feelings despite what I’ve said to you. You’re not here to take all my shit. Why do you take my shit?” Buffy muffled into his cotton covered chest

A small chuckle rumbled into her ear before his hand came down to cup her chin, as he tilted her face up towards his he spoke


“Sweetheart……being with someone is pleasure and pain. We just have more pain.” Spike said softly

Buffy pulled quickly from his embrace and put some distance between them

“They really fucked your mind up didn’t they! Darla, Angelus, Drusilla……they showed you that to be with someone was this constant flip-flop between blood, sex and tears! Well….it’s not! That’s not what a true relationship is about. A relationship is about caring, support, and making love. It’s not what you had with them and not what you had with me. Well…..it stops here!” Buffy loudly declared

“What are you sayin’ slayer?” Spike asked roughly

“What I’m saying is that if you and I are going to be together then we are going to stop all this pain….all this hurt. We are going to have a normal relationship (Spike’s scarred eyebrow shot up with this statement)……well as normal as a vampire and slayer can have. Despite all these years that I’ve fought against it…..you are my match…..in everyway….physically, mentally……sexually. I never have to hold myself back. I can be the slayer and more importantly I can be Buffy.” Buffy explained

“Luv…..are you saying that you want me…….all of me? Are you willing to except that I’m a vampire…..souless and undead? Are you willing to bring our relationship out into the light…..tell your friends and watcher. No more hiding….no more secrets?” Spike asked firmly

Buffy saw the pain and tension that filled his beautiful face. She slowly moved closer to him until they were again face to face. She slowly brought her hand up and lovingly cupped his chiseled cheek with her palm then spoke.

“Yes…..yes to all of that and more. I trust you with my body, my heart, and my love.”

Spike stared as this tiny fierce woman that stood before him, then whispered

“My fierce woman….my slayer….my Buffy....my love.” With that Spike rushed forward and brought her into his steel embrace. He held her with all the love that flowed throughout his body. The feelings were so strong, that Spike felt that his heart may start to beat again.

Spike slowly pulled back to look at Buffy. He leaned down and was met with her bee-stung lips. They both kissed each other with all the passion that they felt for each other, but that was caged due to denial in one way or another. After several moments of enjoyment with each other’s mouths, they broke apart to look at one another again. Spike was the first to break the silence.

“Is this what you truly want luv?” Spike asked hesitantly

“More than anything William….. I love you.” Buffy spoke softly

Spike’s dead heart burst when he heard this declaration from her. He passionately kissed her again. Pulled away quickly then spoke

“Say it again…..” Spike said with a child-like giddyness

“I love you.” Buffy said with a small smile. A quick fierce kiss followed then was interrupted again

“Again….say it again….” Spike said with a slight giggle

“Love you William” Buffy said loud and clearly. Another toe-curling kiss followed

“Again……” Spike gently ordered

“William I love you……please make love to me?” Buffy softly asked

“Oh….my sweet Buffy…..my love.” Spike whispered against her mouth and then he kissed her.

Spike then swept Buffy into his arms, stalked towards the hole that lead to his bedroom below. With a firm grip on his beloved, Spike jumped down with barely a shutter and landed on the floor below. Buffy let out a small giggle as he headed towards his massive bed that was located in the middle of his room. Spike gently, as if this was a dream and she would disappear, placed Buffy in the middle of the black silk-sheets. Buffy held out her hand for Spike to join her.

Spike started at the end of the bed and on his hands and knees stalked forward to the desired beauty that awaited his arrival. Buffy gently watched through hooded eyes as this magnificent man came forward.

Spike hovered over Buffy’s supine form. Buffy reached one hand forward and placed it on his face to guide him into a sweet and soulful kiss. Gently their eager lips met and an explosion of passion flowed between them. Simultaneously they moaned at the immense feelings and heat that was felt by each of them. After several moments of exploraration of each other with lips, tongues and teeth, Spike sat back on his haunches as he gently went to remove Buffy’s form-fitting white tee shirt. His gazed burned her skin that was now exposed to him. Spike moved forward, while Buffy lay back on his cool silk sheets.

“Effulgent” Spike whispered as he looked at his exquisite goddess; as her flaxen hair and golden skin stood out from the darkness of the sheets. Spike removed his black cotton shirt so his cool skin could absorb the heat that radiated from her while he pressed into her willing body.

Buffy could feel his cool alabaster skin press on her heated body as small shivers of pleasure erupted over her entirely. She pulled him towards her mouth so she could consume his with the fever that she felt. After several minutes, Spike pulled away to place open mouth kisses and small nips upon the column of her throat with his hungry mouth. Buffy gasped as she felt him attack her throat with fervor. Buffy placed her hand on the back of his head as her small hand fisted a bunch of platinum hair. Spike growled into her neck as he felt her brazen grasp of his hair. His kisses and nips became more urgent as he followed her neck down to where it opened into her heaving chest.

Spike suckled and nipped Buffy’s white satin clothed mounds. While his mouth tended to one breast, his skilled fingers attended to the other heaving mound. He purposely avoided her now fully erected blushed tipped nipples. Buffy wiggled in attempts to have his mouth tend to her more needed areas. Spike chuckled against her heated skin as he became aware of the purpose of her movements.

“Spike……please” Buffy softly pleaded

Using his vampire speed, Spike quickly unlatched her front-clasped bra and attacked her now bared skin with renewed vigor. Buffy gasped as his cool tongue and fingers rolled around her inflamed nipples, as he made each into firmer peaks. Once his teeth were used, Buffy uncontrollably arched her back due to the intense pleasure. Spike continued to assault her skin with kisses, licks, and bites until he felt that she was on the brink of the abyss.

Slowly his mouth descended her toned stomach. His gifted tongue, dipped into her belly button and swirled around, then proceeded downwards. Buffy’s grip that was once in Spike’s bleached locks, were now clutched into the sheets, in attempts to gain purchase from his sexual onslaught.

Spike mouth reached the barrier of Buffy’s pants. He skillful unclasped her jeans and lowered them, without nonstop attack on her fevered skin. Cool air tickled her heated skin when Spike’s hungry mouth stopped its assault so he could strip Buffy from her boots and jeans. Her sexual fog cleared slightly, as she raised her hips to aide in the descent of her jeans. Spike picked one foot up, then the other, to remove her boots and socks. Then her jeans were stripped away. Buffy’s body was his offering as she lay flushed in only in her white thong, as she awaited her lover.

Spike gently pick up one foot and started to lick and nip at her toes and instep. His mouth traveled higher to her ankle, then to her muscular calf. He lavished attention with his mouth and hands as he explored her now pliant body. His stormy cerulean gaze never left her half hooded, sexually-dazed green, as he worshiped her body. Spike’s body became prone while he reached higher and higher up her toned thigh. Once Spike reached the threshold where her panties met her thigh, her eyes blissfully closed. Buffy anticipated the feel of his talented mouth on her throbbing core, but was slightly disappointed when his mouth started to attend to the opposite inner thigh and descend. Even though it felt heavenly how he lavished attention on her skin, Buffy desired his mouth where it was needed most. Buffy again started to move her hips to casually hint that his mouth was wanted elsewhere.

“Now luv…..good will come to those who will wait.” Spike chuckled into her quivering thigh, as he bit playfully

“Spike……please touch me.” Buffy begged

“I am luv…..quite thoroughly I may add.” Spike joked then delivered a long lick up her inner thigh

Buffy moaned as the skin sizzled under the track of his adept tongue

“Spike….please” Buffy begged again, as she almost sounded in pain

“Touch you where Buffy?” Spike asked in a heated voice

“Spike….don’t play….you know where!” Buffy huffed as she looked at him with a sharp glance

“Say it! Say where you want me to touch you Buffy.” Spike demanded

Buffy hesitated briefly, while his talented fingers traced up and down her inner thigh, just to tease the edge of her desire.

“Spike…..touch me…..my core….my pussy…..your heaven.” Buffy insisted with a lusty moan

Instantaneously her thong was ripped from her body and Spike’s mouth was urgently on her heated core. A wail tore from Buffy’s throat as the sudden bombardment of sensation assaulted her body. A fierce orgasm quickly tore through her body as her back bowed upon her release. Despite how her hips moved, Spike’s starved mouth held strong to its meal. His tongue lapped at the rush of sweet spendings that flowed from her pulsating core. Buffy tried to escape his assault, but Spike continued to bring her instantly upon the crest of another orgasm. Which rocked through her body moments later. After her second amazing orgasm, Buffy’s body became limp and spent as she cooed while Spike thoroughly licked her sensitive core.

Spike gently crawled up Buffy’s relaxed body, placing small kisses, licks and nips along the way until he reached her mouth that housed a sizeable satisfied smile. Her eyes were closed as she enjoyed the way her body hummed with release. When she felt Spike kiss her closed eye lids then each cheek, she opened her dazed eyes at the gorgeous man before her. Buffy cooed as he placed gentle feather-like kisses across her face. Buffy leaned up to capture his gifted mouth with hers. When she tasted herself on his lips and tongue, lust blazed forward as her kisses became more urgent. With slayer-like speed, Spike was now underneath his lusty woman.

Buffy immediately ended their kiss and her ravenous mouth started to trail down his pale throat. Buffy placed a hard bite on where Spike’s pulse-point should be. Which is a major erogenous zone for vampires. Spike let out a long and loud growl that started from his chest, traveled up his throat and exited from his now opened mouth. Before he could control himself, Spike’s vampire vintage came forth as Buffy held onto his skin with her blunt teeth. Due to being a master vampire he was able to call back his demon as she moved her mouth down his bare muscular chest.

Buffy nipped her way across his chest, until she reached his erected nipples. Buffy’s tongue started to caress these peaks as Spike’s head was thrown back into the silk-covered pillow in total enjoyment. Unexpectedly to Spike, Buffy bit into one peak and tugged. Spike growled again at the roughness she displayed. Spike’s hand reached into Buffy’s golden locks to hold her skilled mouth to his chest. She continued to attend to both sides then she slowly worked her way down. Her tongue traced each six-pack that donned his chiseled abs. Buffy eagerly reached the denim barrier that stood between her and her prize.

Buffy could feel Spike’s impressive cock through his jeans and she teased him when she rubbed her sensitive breasts against him while she worked his fastens. One by one she popped each button on his fly. After each one obstacle was removed, she licked the area that was now exposed. Due to his sheer size, after two buttons, Buffy was confronted by his swelled member that pulsated against his jeans in attempts to be released.

“Buffy…..luv….please.” Spike now begged.

“What Spike…..is there something I can do for you?” Buffy playful asked

“Get me out of my bloody denim prison…..now!” Spike pleaded

Buffy moved backwards on the bed, as she dragged her sensitive flesh against his flawless skin. She removed his boots and pants in three quick pulls. When Buffy had completed her task, she looked up and saw Spike’s impressive cock that swelled forward in awaits for her attention.

“Going commando has its benefits uh?” Buffy joked

“Luv please, either stake me now or let me stake you…….just get on with it!” Spike beseeched loudly


“Geez….Impatient much? What did you say earlier….good to wait or something like that?” Buffy questioned in jest

With vampire speed, Spike had his teasing slayer in his grasp by the shoulders while he was knelt on the bed.

“You’re playin’ with fire little girl…….” Spike growled

“So is this the hose that will put that fire out?” Buffy cooed as she reached forward and grasped Spike’s throbbing cock.

Spike’s head lolled back in sheer pleasure. Upon this tempting sight, Buffy leaned forward as she placed bites and long through licks on the column of his throat as she worked his erection with her skilled eager hand. Her mouth traveled lower down his muscular body as she continued to work him into a mindless state. Buffy slowly slipped from the bed so her knees were on the floor as she was face level with his erection that she worked with skill. Spike’s hips bucked when her warm hand was then replaced by her furnace-like mouth. His head snapped back to look at the exquisite woman that was now devouring his cock. As he looked down with glazed eyes, he met those that twinkled, as she watched him watching her. Spike bit his lower lip as he fought against his impending climax.

Spike mumbled incoherently as she licked, sucked and nipped him. Spike placed his hand into her golden tresses as she worked him a frenzy. Buffy used one hand to fondle his heavy balls and the other to reach down to her now neglected throbbing pussy, so she could find some release. After several moments of absolute pleasure, Spike gently pulled free from her brilliant mouth and spoke

“Now, now luv….can’t have any of that. I don’t want anyone to cum again until I’m inside you.” Spike coaxed as he lifted Buffy from the floor.

Once she was face level, their mouth met urgently and hungrily as they feasted from one another. Spike quickly moved her from the end of the bed to the top and laid her down on the silky sheets. Buffy’s skin erupted with shivers, as he made love to her mouth as her back met with the cool, soft bedding.

Buffy’s legs splayed to cradle Spike as he passionately kissed her. She could feel his erection slide again her silken folds. Both moaned at the connection that formed between them. With a twist of his hips, Spike’s cock was at her fervent entrance awaiting permission. With a reciprocal movement of her hips, the large belled head had slipped inside her core. Spike stopped their fiery kiss, to stare down at her.

“I love you Buffy.” Spike whispered as his eyes blazed with unbridled passion

“I love you…..William.” Buffy whispered back, as tears brimmed on her lower lids.

Gradually Spike moved forward, inch by glorious inch, into her awaiting body. Once he was fully seated inside, they both moaned and resumed their kiss. Spike set a gentle pace while he made love to Buffy. He would slowly enter her and exit almost completely, so only the head was still imbedded. Buffy started to meet him thrust for thrust and the pace started to become more demanding.

Spike tore his mouth from Buffy’s so he could attack her neck and breasts. Due to his passion, Spike accidentally nipped too hard and drew blood. A small bead of ambrosia formed on her sweat-soaked skin. Spike’s demon immediately came forward. He quickly tried to force his demon to recede to no avail. Spike tried to pull away from Buffy so he could collect himself. Buffy felt him try to disengage and wrapped her legs tightly around his now stilled hips.

“Where are you going?” Buffy asked breathlessly

Spike shamefully looked at her, yellow eyes glared. Buffy was taken back momentarily, and then she sweetly smiled, placed her hand gently on his cheek and kissed his fanged mouth with passion. She ran her tongue over one sharp incisor and let the gentle trickle of blood flow into her lover’s mouth. Spike was hesitant at first, but soon understood that Buffy truly had accepted him for whom and what he was. This revelation reignited the movement and intensity of his mouth and hips. Spike, still in game face, started to kiss down Buffy’s throat. He waited for her to tense, but she never did. She actually surprised him when she tilted her head for him to have better access to her throat. Spike heavily licked her pulse point and then planned to move on, or tried to. Buffy placed her hand on the back of his neck and commanded

“Spike…..please…..bite me.” She moaned. Spike froze his dual movements. He moved his face so he could look at Buffy.

“Are you sure luv?” Spike asked with a shaky voice

“Yes…..Spike please make me yours.” Buffy begged.

Spike passionately kissed her for several minutes as he continued to slowly enter her body. Spike moved his mouth to her throat as he kissed and licked his way to her pulse-point. He licked and suckled until he felt an impending orgasm slowly ripple through her internal walls. When he felt the pulsating increase, he gently entered his fangs into her soft throat. Buffy’s orgasm passionately tore through her body as the dual penetrations assaulted her. A pleasure filled scream tore from her throat as she felt the slight pulls of Spike’s mouth on her throat and his already impressive erection double in size inside of her, as he spilled his seed within her. Soon she felt his tongue stroke her neck as he cleaned and healed the two entry points, as his hips decreased in pace.

Spike removed his mouth from her throat and started to gently kiss her trembling mouth. Spike then moved and placed butterfly kisses upon her face. Buffy’s eyelids flickered as she tried to open them to look upon him. She noticed that his game-face was now gone and he stared at her adoringly. His azure eyes shined with contentment and love. With another soft kiss, Spike pulled from her spent body, lied on the bed and brought her pliant body towards his. Buffy placed her head on his chest and snuggled close, as Spike calmly stroked her hair with a gentle caress. After several moments, Buffy looked up at Spike

“Hi” She whispered sweetly

“Hi luv” Spike responded in kind

“So have you always had such a good voice?” Buffy asked innocently

“You liked my voice….did ya?” Spike deep baritone voice caressed his words

“Ya…..much better than your hero Billy Idol.” Buffy joked

“Oi….I’ll have you know he stole his look from me!” Spike joked back

“Sure….sure bleached boy.” Buffy teased

“Don’t deny it, its one of the things that you love about me.” Spike stated with a chuckle

“Absolutely, but I can think of many other things that I like much more.” Buffy agreed, then she bit and tenderly tugged his nipple

With a soft groan Spike asked in a deep husky voice “Is that so? What could they be?”

“I’m so much better at show then tell….” Buffy affirmed as she proceeded to do just that……for the next six hours!


THE BEGINNING