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Buffy strolled into the Bronze arm and arm with Riley and some of his Initiative buddies. It had been so long since she and Riley spent an evening together, that she wasn't even annoyed when he suggested Forrest and Graham tag along. She was just glad to be out with her guy. Ever since she decided to recommit herself to their relationship things had improved slightly. They saw less of each other but they tried to make up for it with little picnics during lunch on the campus grounds. The only time they saw each was during school but Buffy was determined not to complain. She was just thankful she didn't have to account for the six hours she spent curled around Spike. She hadn't seen him in a few days. Going cold turkey from Spike was not fun but it was something she had to do. The longer she stayed away from him the more she could resist the calling of his cock.

Riley's bedroom skills had improved a little. Buffy knew the only way she was going to be able to cut herself off from Spike was to teach Riley how to satisfy her properly. He wasn't all that eager, which surprised her. He was always so giving and supportive. She assumed was not high on his list of priorities in their relationship. She figured all he needed was a little confidence in order to feel secure with the whole oral thing and different sexual positions. She was convinced he could become a more sexual-assured man like Spike. She meant an undead man. Spike was not a man. He was a thing with a big strong cock and skilled hands wo made her come with a force that was unreal.

The Bronze was jumping with a lot of students from USC hanging out and getting loaded. Buffy was in the mood to dance and have a little fun herself, hoping with Riley in the dark recesses of the club. She wanted to explore sex in a public place. Sex in the frat house wasn't fun anymore. Riley's buddies like to listen outside the door and tease Riley about all the orgasms SHE was giving him. Buffy believed it affected his performance. He was trying too hard; hard" being the optimum word. They stopped having sex there, leaving them to have sex at her house but only when Dawn stayed overnight at a friend's house or if her mother was out of town on galley business. Nevertheless, the sex had stalled. Her slaying and his on-call 24hr initiative business had put a strain on the relationship. The time they did spend together was wasted on instructing him which still left her unsatisfied.

Buffy felt her vampire senses kick in accompanied by the feel of her nipples hardening through her leather bustier. Buffy couldn't figure out where the nipple action fitted in, but she liked it. Her senses led her to the balcony but it looked deserted. People stopped frequenting that area since several not so lucky partygoers mysteriously died up there no doubt to vampires sucking them dry Buffy thought. As far as she was concerned it was the perfect spot to make out. There was minimal lighting and plush couches to screw on. Buffy slipped away from Riley who was caught up in conversation with Forrest he didn't even notice she was gone, figures. She guessed whatever they were talking about had to be important Initiative business but there was too much laughter. He and Forrest spent so much time together that she began to wonder if they were fucking which would explain Riley's sudden lack of hardness and enthusiasm in the bedroom. Buffy didn't really believe he and Forrest were doing the back door. It was just that she was so frustrated with Riley sometimes that her thoughts would become rather harsh.

She walked up the stairs to take a look around but she didn't see anyone. Her nipples were still hard and she could feel a warm sensation developing in her womb that caused moister to coat her now swollen folds. She couldn't explain why she was getting so aroused but the last time she felt like that was when she was with Spike. Suddenly the thoughts and images of the night they shared came floating back and Buffy could feel herself growing wetter with wanting him again. And what better place she could get herself off then in this dark deserted spot she thought but instead she people watched below consumed by boredom and horniness.

Spike emerged from the shadows with glazed over eyes drinking her in. She appeared restless and horny. He could smell a hint of her arousal through all the cigarette smoke and he knew that smell up close and personal. She walked in with soldier boy and the others looking gorgeous. He noticed what she was wearing right way. The tight black leather mini skirt made her powerful legs appear longer. The same legs he had wrapped around him just a week ago. She also wore a black bustier that encased her lovely tits that he remembered fit perfectly in his mouth. She looked like lust walking with her golden locks draped over her beautiful shoulders. He grew hard just by looking at her in the perfect come-fuck-me outfit. He'd stake his unlife on it that soldier boy hardly even noticed how hot she looked too hot for the likes of this place. She needed to with him sprawled out in all her glory while he worshipped her with his tongue and cock as many times as she wanted. Captain cardboard wasn't putting it down with the Slayer not like he could. The poor girl was starving for a good fuck ever since she met the nancy boy. He could see it in her eyes the night they were together at the Bronze sharing his Slayer stories. When they fought her swing was off and she lacked her usual fire. But that night he rekindled it over and over again. She ruined him for other women and not seeing her for several days only made him yearn for her even more. He had to feel her fire. Luckily, the powers that be must have listened. She was in front of him, waiting in the shadows and ready to be taken.

Buffy was convinced something there was something lurking around. She could feel it. Out of nowhere a cool finger brush the nape of her neck followed by a faint wetness from a kiss. Of course, she was thinking it was Riley who else could be touching her in such an intimate way but the smell of tobacco made her change her mind and she knew Riley didn't smoke but HE did. Buffy smiled to herself as she turned to face Spike staring at her with lustful eyes.

There they stood staring at each other without a word spoken. Her eyes were fixated on his. She moistened her lips and placed a soft wet kiss in his palm. She then wrapped her lips around his elongated fingers taking them one by one into her hot, wet mouth stimulating the act of intercourse. Spike couldn't take his eyes off her. Taking his free hand to cup her soft cheek, he leans towards her face barely brushing his lips to hers. Buffy's heart began to race as the nearness of him caused her body to vibrate. She wanted him and she knew he wanted her too. He took her by the hands, pulling toward a far back wall out of view from the dance floor. Willingly she went even though she was risked being caught, which only got her excited thinking about it. Their intense connection had already caused her body to betray her and overruled all reason. Buffy lunged at his mouth pulling him into a desperate kiss. Spike obliged her as their tongues snaked together roughly for what seemed like hours with one not letting the other claim dominance. They were on fire as their clothed bodies pressed against each other in desperation.

"I've missed you." Spike whispered into her ear breaking their kiss.

"I know. I've missed you too." Buffy replied with a lick to his cheek.

"I want you, now." Spike said staring more intently into her eyes

"Take me." Buffy said with a wicked smile.

They resumed their heated exchange of teasing tongues and lips while Spike released his rock hard cock from his jeans. He lifted Buffy by her firm ass and instead of pushing her thong aside; he rips it from her small frame letting the flimsy material fall to the floor along with his leather duster. Buffy instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist and guided his throbbing cock into her waiting entrance. Spike entered her with ease with the feeling of being engulfed in flames as he stilled himself trying not to explode. Finally getting himself together, they fell into a natural rhythm kissing each other wildly.

Feeling his legs about to buckle, Spike spots a red leather couch and rushes them over without breaking contact. This time he takes over pressing her back into the couch as he sinks deeper into her aching center. Buffy gasped at the added deepness causing her moan out his name. He pounds into her relentlessly. Buffy clutched his forearms for dear life as her breathing became ragged. She was on the edge.

Spike could hear the change in her breathing knowing she was close. He continues to thrust into her like a man possessed feeling her Slayer muscles gripping his cock like a vice. He smiled to himself as he listened to her cry out in pleasure, triggering his own orgasm. Still moving slowly inside her waiting for her to come down, he picks up the pace again faster and harder then the first time, ignoring the couch as it smacks the back wall in protest. Spike uses his mouth to swallow her cries, her screams and her whimpers as they tickle the length of his throat making his cock grow even harder inside her. Buffy scratched and clawed at whatever she could of him as another orgasm ripped through her body. The only word on her lips was his name as she chanted it while walking the thin line of unconsciousness.

The combination of her hot juices and her Slayer muscles milked Spike's cock dry causing his demon to purr in satisfaction. He lay on her stomach spent trying to catch the breath he didn't need while Buffy stroked his head appreciatively. How he wished they were back at his crypt laying like this in all their nakedness while he pleasured her for hours without the threat of getting caught. He could take his time to explore her and taste her they way she deserves.

They hear a voice calling from the darkness. "Buffy". "Are you up here? Buffy! Buffy! Not getting a response Riley descends back to the floor convinced she probably went to the bathroom.

Buffy's body tensed against Spike's. Her heart was about to jump out of her chest. Spikes looks up at her with reassuring eyes and says, "You would need night vision goggles or better yet vampire vision to see us pet, relax." And with those words he kissed her gently on the lips.

Wanting to stay in the darkness with him, Buffy knew it was time to return to Riley. She motioned for Spike to let her up but he clung to her possessively, trying to untangle herself from Spike's grip was like wrestling an alligator. Finally breaking free, she stands to adjust her clothing, picking up the remains of her underwear, she tosses them to Spike now lying on the couch. She watches him tuck himself back into his jeans with one hand and catch her panties in the other. Buffy runs her fingers a few times through her hair to get rid of the just-been-fucked-look. She leans to plant a soft kiss to lips only to be pulled into a searing deeper kiss in exchange. The kiss knocked her off balance causing her to fall into his arms long enough for him to say, "I'm not done with you yet, Slayer. This is only a sample of what I'm going to do to you again, again and again until you get it through your head that I'm the only one who can put out your fire. You can't hide from me. I know what you want and how you want it. You never had it so good with me. I'll stop only when you tell me you've had enough cause I know soldier boy can't give it to you like I can."

Buffy looked away knowing Spike was right. His voice and his words gripped her soul and strangled her spine in agreeance sending tiny currents of electricity through her. She kissed him deeply once more before forcing herself to pull away.

Buffy returned to Riley's side smiling up at him as if proud to be his girlfriend. Riley snaked his arm around her shoulders, telling her he missed her and never asked where she had been. Spike swaggered passed them with a smirk on his face, sniffing her underwear as he exited the club. Biting her lower lip, Buffy she watched him, knowing she wanted to follow. He was right it wasn't over.




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