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I just wanted to make some porn without plot fluff for a fun change. I'm still going to be working on my other story, but I'm writing the next chapter. Review please, there might be a sequel!


Spike and Buffy walked beside each other in Restfield cemetary for another excruciating night. It was hot, sticky, and the idea of being naked seemed to be a happy alternative on everyone's mind. Buffy had taken to sneaking out after Riley went to sleep and "accidentally" running into Spike for patrol. She didn't want Riley getting hurt on patrol, so she found a way to leave him out.

The second night she had snuck out she ran into Spike at the entrance of Restfield. They'd followed the same routine, with no words about it exchanged, almost every night since.

They knew they were supposed to hate each other. That was the beauty. They rivaled each other so well. They couldn't really physically fight anymore, but even their verbal matches were tied well. When Buffy would pick a fight with Riley he would either be a sexist pig, or he would back down like a puppy. Spike seemed to know when Buffy needed that release.

Kind of like tonight. Buffy was picking fights about anything and everything, just to get herself riled up.

"You aren't honestly defending that the punk movement has any base in talent right?" Buffy looked at Spike condescendingly

"You're damn right I am! What's wrong with punk?" Spike was indignant

"It's just a bunch of guys playing three cords and screaming about doing drugs, drinking, or about that girl they like."

"It is not!"

"I wanna be sedated" Buffy yelled at Spike in defence, secretly really enjoying this.

"Anarchy in the U.K.!!" Spike defended right back, secretly enjoying this.

"Oh please, that song was a nice idea I'm sure, but they just wanted anarchy so they could do anything they wanted without being hasseled by the cops."

"Obviously you haven't lived in a currupt society!"

"Welcome to Sunnydale baby." Buffy defended about to burst out into laughter, Spike was really getting into this one.

Spike clenched his jaw in anger then realizing Buffy had a point. If Sunnydale wasn't corrupt then chocolate milk was made from brown cows.

"Tuche...and speaking of, I think we're scaring all the game away."

"You're calling it game now? We're not hunting Buffalo." Buffy was starting up a new pointless bickering match. She was antsy tonight. Spike could see it.

"No we're not hunting Buffalo." Spike said and stopped walking. Buffy looked at him.

"What?" Buffy asked defensively.

"What's wrong?" Spike asked putting to use his patented head tilt.

"What do you mean what's wrong?" Buffy crossed her arms over her chest defensively.

"I mean what's wrong. Something is obviously bothering you." It wasn't a question.

"Really?" Buffy decided to use anger now.

"Yes really. You know you don't want to fight over ice cream, or punk music, or whether or not we're hunting Buffalo. No matter what I say, there is a defense to it. What's wrong?" Spike knew for a fact that Buffy harbored a love for old music that she wasn't willing to share with the world. She never minded when he put on a Ramones record, or the Pixies when he was at their place. He was worried that something was really bothering her. They always fought, but she was in rare form tonight.

"We always fight, how is this a surprise to you?"

"Well, we don't always fight over nothing. Especially stuff you don't even mean."

"I actually like those songs." Buffy admitted.

"I know you do." Spike took a tentative step forward and smiled at her genuinely.

Buffy was nervous. The temperature was hot enough as it was. The fact that she was feeling flushed at his proximity, and that her heart seemed to be beating wildly didn't help the situation at all. She was dying in her long skirt and tank top. How could he be wearing that coat, with that shirt...so tight...and those long pants. How was he surviving.

Then she remembered the lack of body heat. Lucky vampire.

"So...why don't you tell me what's wrong?" Spike backed up to lean on a mosoleum that was close by.

"It's just." Buffy began walking towards him and pacing in front of his sexy leaning. 'It's just so hot, and I'm so tense and so unfocused and confused about everything. And it's SUMMER and I'm not supposed to be worrying about anything but I am and it's stupid." Buffy stopped in front of him and pouted.

"What are you worrying about?" Spike tilted his head slightly again.

Buffy knew why. She wanted to jump him right now. She had wanted to for a long time now, but what was she supposed to do, he was an evil vampire and not her boyfriend. You can't just do that. Of course she couldn't tell him that, so she slowly tiptoed around the truth, just to see how he felt.

"You know Riley doesn't know I'm here." She looked at Spike and then past him.

"Well, I figured. But of course he doesn't know, we arent' meeting on purpose, it just happened." Spike was flat out lying.

"Number one. I don't just mean patrolling with you. I mean he doesn't even know I've left my bed." Spike looked mildly surprised by this. "Number 2, who are we kidding? We meet at the same time and same place everynight unless we leave to go patrolling together on purpose. This isn't an accident." Buffy stared at him this time, wanting him to know that she was just as much to blame and she knew it.

"Well...uh...well." Spike fumbled.

Buffy took a step forward, only an inch away from him now she asked, "Why do you meet me every night?"

"Why do you meet me?" He asked breathily as he looked down at her.

They both stared at each other for a long moment wondering whether they should walk away or give in. Knowing Buffy would fight the war in her head forever, Spike decided to make the move.

"Fuck it." Spike said hurriedly as he grabbed her and pushed her against the mausoleum. They looked into each others eyed for a tiny moment before Spike lowered his head and locked into a passionate kiss. They both opened their mouths at the same time to dance with their tongues. Always tied, they both thought.

Buffy quickly lifted herself up and wrapped her legs around Spike. He could feel the heat of her body all over him, especially the mounting damp heat between her legs.

Spike lowered his head down further to kiss Buffy's neck. "you're so hot baby." he whispered against her skin, meaning it in all ways.

"I'm dying...I need, I need these clothes off." Buffy panted against him, meaning it in all ways.

Spike was quick to ablige. He lifter her tank top over her head leaving a lacy black bra there, as Buffy pushed off his duster and lifted his tight black shirt to reveal his chiselled body.

They both stared for a moment, and then resumed kissing each other's body's. Spike found his way to Buffy's colarbone as she playfully nipped at his neck, making him moan against her skin.

Spike wrapped his arms around Buffy;s back and unhooked her bra. She followed suit and unbottoned his jeans. With the zipper still up, he ripped off Buffy's panties with her skirt now up around her waist.

Buffy now undid the zipper of his jeans and took out his cock with her small hand. She gasped at his size and he gave her a smirk.

"You're honestly looking at me like that?"

"Can't help it, I'm cocky." Spike quiped, quite aware of the pun

"that you are." She said staring at his cock.

"What do you want baby?" Spike asked in a husky tone.

"what do you think?" Buffy was annoyed, she had been waiting for this forever, she didn't want to be wasting time.

"You gotta tell me."

"Spike!" buffy yelled.

"you gotta" he continued with a smirk.

"Spike..." Buffy whimpered.

Spike looked Buffy in the eye, "you just have to say what you want and I'll give it to you."

"I want you in me now." She told him warningly. "Fuck me Spike."

The second she said his name he was in. He pushed his full huge cock all the way in her pussy in one quick motion causing them both to gasp in surprise. He pulled out slowly and then ramed his whole cock back inside Buffy. Staring into each other's eyes the whole time.

After a minute the rhythm started to quicken and both were losing control. Spike kissed Buffy's neck down to her perky boobs, sucking on her nipple with vigour.

"uunnhhh" Buffy moaned as he came back up to nip at her neck with blunt teeth.

"Harder." Buffy moaned intensly. The words making Spike bite back a moan as he pounded into her harder.

"Faster baby, uuuunnnhh." Buffy moaned losing controlling. This time spike couldn't hold back the moan.

"You're so tight Buffy." He moaned into her neck as he pounded into her, harder and faster.

"Oh you're so big baby, uuuunnnnhhhhh."

Spike continued to pound into her trying to keep control until he could feel the muscles of her pussy moving around his cock.

"Im cumming soon baby." Buffy told him

"Me too, Buffy. Ah, so hot, so tight." He hissed.

"Oh yeah baby, Fuck me, oh god i've been waiting for this."

"Me too. Unnhh. An eternity."

"I"m cumming Spike! Ah! UUUNNNHHH!! Oh Yeah, Harder, uuhhnn Yeah!! Oh YEESS SPIKE!"

Buffy was beginning to cum down when spike let out his release with a cry of Buffy's name.

They both fell against each other panting.

"So is that why you meet me here every night?" Buffy asked with a laugh.

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Possibly to be continued. I'll wait for the reviews.




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