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Sequel to For Now, but can act as a standalone during Spike and Buffy’s S6 sexual relationship. Entire lines in italics signify a flashback.


On the armchair in his crypt, Spike was sitting with Buffy straddling his lap, both of them completely naked and grinding against each other with needy rasps.


“Bloody hell,” he groaned, feeling her quicken the speed and pump his cock faster, bouncing up and down.


Throwing her head back, she moaned as his mouth instantly connected with her aching breasts, wanting every part of her body to be touched.


Buffy looked down, never stopping her frantic movements, and at the arousing sight of her breast in his mouth, she clenched her inner muscles around his shaft harder and held the back of his head against her. She could feel her climax nearing, concentrating on the feel of his hard cock moving within her, stretching her walls torturously, pleasurably.


Spike let out a low rumble with his mouth still sucking at her breast, spreading the vibrations to her body and causing her to gasp and clench around him. He disconnected his mouth for a moment, whispering in a low tone, “That’s it, Buffy,” before moving to her other aching nipple, his hands grabbing her hips and jerking her forward at the same time.


Between the sound of her name, his rough jerk, and the feel of his wet mouth, she came suddenly with a pleasured scream, throwing her head back again.


Feeling her come, he let her nipple slip out of his mouth as he groaned, plopping his head back against the cushion of the chair. Still grasping her by the hips, he helped her ride out her orgasm, hoping to get himself off at the same time.


Her muscles convulsing in ecstasy, she was vaguely aware of his efforts, and ground down onto his cock harder, squeezing him for all he was worth.


Spike felt his cock being strangled, her heat and strength searing him into his climax. “Fuck,” he rasped as he felt his load shoot into her, coming fast and hard into her as she descended from her orgasm. Bucking his hips up, Spike held her to him roughly, craving more contact and hoping she wouldn’t get up and leave. He didn’t put it past her.


As their bodies relaxed, both of them panting for control, there was a brief moment when they just sat there, eyes closed and faces touching.


Reality coming back to her, Buffy stood up, trying not to wince as Spike slipped out of her. She turned around and began looking for her clothes.


“Right then,” he said shortly, getting up himself and walking over to the fridge when he saw she wasn’t acknowledging him. Getting out a jar of blood, he asked bitterly, “Should I expect you same time tomorrow?” They had been at this act for weeks now, and he hadn’t gotten any progress with her since that night in the abandoned house – not for lack of trying.


“I don’t know,” she finally replied, pulling on her pants. “I’ll come if I feel like it.”


He snorted, slamming the fridge door shut. “And what if I don’t feel like it?”


Her head whipped up, surprised at his retort. Spike never said anything like that. After they fucked, he had always tried to get her to stay, or at least to not run off.


”What’s the rush, pet? Relax for a minute – it won’t kill you,” he tried to convince.


Of course, she never listened. She knew why he wanted her to stay.


”It’s not just sex, and I’ll be here until the day you get that.”


If she stayed, he would be right. Buffy knew she should have stopped after that first night, but she kept coming back for more.


Finally answering his snarky attack, she replied, “I don’t need you, Spike. Don’t think you’re the only guy in Sunnydale with a dick.” After it came out of her lips, she regretted it. It sounded harsh, even to her ears.


A hurt look flashed across his features. He had tried– every time. So many snarky remarks he had to contain, even if it meant that it left him open to her attack – left him vulnerable. But he stopped himself, knowing they would only push her heart further and further away from him. And what had she reduced him to?


“Is that all I am?” he asked, squinting at her as he stepped forward. “A living sex toy to you?”


Once she started, she couldn’t stop. It was as if she couldn’t get herself to stop the hurtful words that came out of her mouth. “You knew what this was…is, Spike. It’s just sex, and I told you you were wrong that first night.”


“Yea, you told me,” he repeated with a cold look. “I just figured with all we’ve been through, you would at least have the decency to not treat me like dirt.”


She frowned, knowing he was talking about every single time she came to him and found comfort – before and after they started having sex.


Knowing he finally reached an emotion in that cold exterior of hers, he straightened his shoulders and wiped away his expression of vulnerability. “Maybe I was wrong, Slayer.”


Hearing the resigned tone in his voice, a part of her began to panic. She opened her mouth to say something, but he turned away from her, going to pick up his own clothes and dressing quickly without looking at her.


Buffy stood there, not knowing what to say, but knowing each second inched towards the moment where nothing was stopping him from leaving… He was giving up. She racked her mind for something to say, the words were within reach but her pride wouldn’t let them come out. All she had to do was say sorry – take back her words, which was ironically, the hardest thing when it came to Spike.


As he was almost out the door, she whipped around, and blurted, “Are you leaving?”


Halting in his steps, he heard the slight plea-like quality to her question. He sighed, turning to look at her. A big mistake. Buffy looked completely lost, struggling with herself on what to do, halfway lost between her controlled persona and her vulnerability. It was then he knew she didn’t mean leaving the crypt, or even leaving Sunnydale.


Awkward silence filled the dank room. Buffy wanted to say more, but the words wouldn’t come out. Spike waited, but nothing came. Finally, Buffy bit her lip and looked down to the side, not able to hold his gaze.


Resigned, he finally replied, “No. I’m not leaving. I’m going out for a walk. See you later.” At her barely-controlled look of relief, he turned and walked out of the crypt, knowing he would never be able to leave her.


But what just happened here, was progress. And after all, he had promised her he would always be there.


Buffy stood in the crypt for a long while, thinking about what she had said to him, and the feeling she felt when she thought he was giving up on her – that another one was giving up on her. Perhaps she hadn’t driven Angel away, but she knew Riley had given up because of the way she cut herself off, and now she was doing it again.


Feeling like a total bitch, she walked out and noted to herself to at least stop treating Spike like dirt, even if it was just sex.


~


A/N: This could go on a few more chapters, and it might – I haven’t decided, but I have at least one more chapter. I’ll try to post it soon, but I have to decide if I want to insert another chapter in between that time…




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