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Chapter One: Wild Night


Sixteen-year-old Buffy Summers sat in front of the coffee table, finishing up
the homework from her 5th period Math class. It was Friday night and she was
stuck baby-sitting. But she didn’t mind, she had no other place to be
anyway. Sunnydale was indeed a small town and she didn’t have many friends.
She tended to keep to herself and wasn’t one of the crowd, one might say a
social reject, that just didn’t click with others.

Buffy looked up from her homework towards the baby monitor, making sure she
could hear the sounds of one-year-old baby Connor breathing while he slept.
Concentrating, she tapped her pencil on the table to help her think.

She heard the sound of keys jingling and looked at her watch, 12 o’clock,
right on the dot. She knew it had to be Mr. and Mrs. Giles coming home from
their office party. They tumbled through the door joking and whispering.

Mrs. Giles was a very beautiful woman. She had raven black hair, the darkest
chocolate brown eyes and a pale ivory complexion, and she always dressed in
a very classy way. Mr. Giles was extremely handsome. He had bleached blonde
hair, which he usually wore gelled back, and the most amazing blue eyes
she’d ever seen. Incredibly high cheekbones and a wonderful pair of
sensuous lips. Tonight he was dressed in a very expensive black suit.

“Ohh, Buffy, hello!” Drusilla greeted the teen, as her husband helped her
remove her coat and placed it on the coat hanger.

“Hi, Mrs. Giles. Umm… how was your evening?” Buffy asked politely, as she
started gathering her books along with notes and began placing them in a dirty black backpack.

“It was lovely, and Connor? I hope he wasn’t too much trouble,” she asked.

Buffy shook her head. “Nope, he was a little angel. We watched “Finding
Nemo” and then I changed him into his pj’s, read him a book and he was out
like a light.”

“That’s good. Did you eat, dear?”

“Uh huh, I made myself a sandwich,” she answered, placing her backpack on her
shoulders. “Well. I must get going.”

“Is someone picking you up? I didn’t see a car outside,” Spike asked, taking
a peek out the window.

“No, I’m walking home,” she explained. [Both] Spike and Drusilla gave each
other a look.

“Buffy, you can’t walk all the way to your house, it’s freezing - you have no
coat and you live at least 15 minutes from here.”

“No, it’s fine. Cold weather doesn’t really affect me and I walk all the
time. I love walking under the stars, it’s really enjoyable,” she smiled.

“No, I will not allow you to walk home. Spike will give you a ride, won’t
you, Spike?” Drusilla stated firmly.

“Uh huh, of course I will,” Spike said, getting his jacket back on. “Ready.
Got all your stuff?”

Buffy nodded. “Bye Mrs. Giles, g’ night,” she waved, before leaving.

“Bye, Buffy,” Drusilla said, as she walked upstairs.

Buffy followed Spike outside to where the car was parked. It was pretty cold
outside, especially if you were wearing a red thin strap tank top, a jean
skirt that ended a few inches above the knees and a pair of brown sandals.
They walked over to the silver minivan that was parked next to Spike’s black


Buffy sat in the passenger side, fiddling with her fingers for a few minutes
in complete silence until she said: “Umm, Mr. Giles, can I turn on the

Spike looked straightforward. “Go right ahead.”

“Thanks,” Buffy leaned towards the stereo system and started flipping
through the stations. She didn’t feel like hearing Britney or Justin, they
were too upbeat for her. Finally she found a song that she knew and liked.

”In the land of dirt and plaster,
lies an army of a thousand nowhere kids
losing ground and falling faster,
into a life that no one should have to live”

Buffy sat back and moved her head to the music of “Nowhere Kids” by Smile
Empty Soul. The car ride once again became quiet, only the music softly
playing could be heard.

”We are the people that you hate.
we are the bastards that you created,
(the fucking bastards that you created),
a generation with no place,
a generation of all your sons and daughters”

“So Buffy, you like this kind of music?” Spike asked.

“Uh huh.”

“May I ask why?”

“I don’t know, seems like real life, not all this: I-love-you-we’re-going-to-
be-forever stuff, this song is like ‘Hey, this is my life!’”

”Behind the fake family image,
behind the smile of a thousand moms and dads,
inside the cage that we've been given,
I see an image of the future that we don't have”

“Ah, I see.”

”And what did you expect ... a perfect child
raised by TV sets ... abandoned every mile,
we never get respect ... never a fair trial,
no one gives a shit ... as long as we smile”

“I can turn it off, if it’s bugging you?” Buffy asked.

“No, it’s fine. So, Buffy, how’s school? Getting straight A’s?” he asked.

“It’s alright, I hold a C average.” Truth was she hated school. She dreaded
everyday, going to school was hell. She never understood why people could be
so mean, but she did have a few close friends that stood beside her.

”So any boyfriends? Well, that was a dumb question, I bet you have a
boyfriend,” he smiled, looking at her.


Buffy Summers and guys didn’t mix; she’d had her share of boyfriends, well
she wouldn’t even call them boyfriends, they all wanted one thing and that
was it.

“Why not? A pretty girl like you,” he said, giving her a very sexy smile.

She blushed, “I’m not pretty.”

“Are you crazy? You’re a very pretty and smart girl. I’m surprised there
isn’t a line of boys banging your door down,” Spike smiled.

“Sorry, no guy’s beating my door down.”

“Maybe that’s because they’re just boys,” he said, taking one hand off the
wheel and brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Then he lowered
his hand and Buffy was surprised at how very soft it felt as it brushed
against her bare thigh.

She took a deep breath. “Umm, there’s an abandoned road up ahead, take a left
there, Mr. Giles.”

“Spike, call me Spike. Mr. Giles is my father’s name,” he laughed. Buffy had
to admit she loved his laugh.

Buffy noticed the van was coming to a stop. Spike turned off the engine and
unbuckled his seat belt, then turned to the side so he could face her.

“Do you really think I’m beautiful?” she asked, in a whisper. She’d been told
she was beautiful but never from someone who actually meant it.

“Of course, have you looked at yourself in the mirror? You’re gorgeous, you
have the most lovely green eyes I’ve ever seen,” he said, caressing her cheek
with the back of his hand.

“You can kiss me if you want,” Buffy whispered.

Spike leaned in, and Buffy felt herself melt. His lips where so soft, so
loving. Every time a boy had kissed her in the past it was rough, sometimes
she’d gotten bruised from their forceful kisses, but Spike’s were warm and
caring. Deep down, she knew she should stop; he was married and had a baby.
But she felt loved and she didn’t want that feeling to end.

His lips moved from her lips to her neck. He nibbled on her neck for a while
and then slowly made his way back down to her lips. Buffy opened her mouth in
a [to] gasp and Spike took advantage, pushing his tongue into her mouth and
caressed her tongue, making her let out a breathy sigh.

“Mm, you taste like cherries, I love cherries,” he moaned, into her ear. She
loved his hot, sexy British accent, it was a huge turn-on.

“Buffy, can I ask you to do something? You don’t have to answer,” He said, running
his hands over her bare shoulders.

“What is it?” she asked.

“I love your cute mouth,” he said, caressing her lips with his middle finger.
“I want you to suck my dick, I want to see your mouth on me.” Drusilla never
liked pleasuring Spike with her mouth, she always thought it was distasteful.

She smiled and nodded biting her lower lip. She looked down at his lap and
slowly unzipped him, then reached down pulling his long, hard shaft out of
his pants. He was huge, much larger than she was used to. She looked at him
once more, then stopped.

“What about your wife?” Buffy asked, as a pang of guilt hit her. “I like
Drusilla and Connor.”

“Shh, Drusilla and I… we’re getting a divorce, Buffy, so don’t feel guilty
about what happens between you and me, alright?” he whispered, kissing her
cheek, then sitting back.

Buffy nodded again, then leaned down. She began by licking the base of the
head and then brushed her tongue over his cumslit. He tasted just like very
yummy candy. She moaned when she tasted his pre-cum rushing out to meet her

Spike’s head was leaning back against the seat as Buffy sucked him off.
Spike knew a lot about Buffy, he knew more things about her than she could ever
imagine. Sunnydale wasn’t a huge town word got around fast, especially
about teenage girls and the local boys.

“Ahhhh, Luv… Just like that…Harder…Harder…” He growled.

She enclosed the tip with her mouth, lightly licking while she sucked out
every drop from him.

“Ohh…Ahh… So good… baby, Ahh,”

He felt her play with his sack, squeezing his balls and moving them around
with her free hand. He moved her hair up, so that he could watch her bob up
and down on his shaft.

“You taste so good, Spike,” Buffy moaned, pulling her lips from his cock.

“Uhn! Uhn!" She lowered her head again and gobbled up his cock, taking every
inch of him she could.

"Yes! Yes!… Oh, yes!!!!”

Spike didn’t know how long he could last. He felt himself about to cum any

“Buffy… I’m CUMMING,” he shouted, as his load filled her mouth. Buffy gladly
swallowed every drop that came out. She sat up and within seconds Spike
pulled Buffy onto his lap, smashing his lips on hers. He could taste himself
on her tongue. As she wrapped her arms around his neck, she felt his hard-on
poking against her very wet panties.

“Let’s move to the backseat, Luv, more room,” he mumbled. Buffy took a deep
breath and nodded, crawling into the backseat, followed by Spike.

The backseat was really roomy as it folded down like a bed. Buffy lay
underneath Spike and started to pull at his shirt. Now that she was close,
she noticed that Spike smelled like musk. She got his jacket off, then
unbuttoned his shirt, pushing it over his shoulders, leaving his skin bare.

“You’re warm,” she whispered, in his ear, as he kissed her neck. Spike's hands
moved under her tank top, caressing her tummy and making her giggle. “I’m
ticklish,” she said. Spike chuckled.

Spike got Buffy’s tank top off and threw it to the front seat. Then grabbed
her breasts a little roughly, through her bra.

“Ahh,” she moaned.

She felt her bra straps being removed from her shoulders and pulled down her
body, leaving her topless and showing off her cute, hard, rosy nipples. She
felt his lips leaving her neck to travel between her breasts.

”Mmm,” he growled.

She felt the tip of his tongue lick at the nipple - suddenly, he took the left
one into his mouth and began sucking on it. With his hand, he caressed it
and then kneaded both breasts.

“Spike,” Buffy moaned.

Spike pulled away from her breast and looked into her eyes. Buffy saw
desire, passion, fire and heat. He smashed his lips against hers again, then
pulled them away and let them travel down her body. Between her breasts, to
her belly,

Buffy was lost in the warm kisses that trailed down her body. She felt Spike's
hot hands push her skirt to her waist and then pull her pink thong down her
silky legs and let it fall to the floor.

Spike started running his tongue up and down the length of her pussy. The
tip of his tongue coasted along her nether lips, up to her clit. He circled
around it, then gave it a soft suck, making Buffy’s head thrash from side to

“Ohhh, Spike, ahhhh,” Buffy groaned, passionately.

With her hands, she encouraged him [on], pushing him deeper into her, making
sure he didn’t miss a drop. His tongue felt so good--she didn’t want this
feeling to end. She knew in a few minutes, she was going to explode.

“Ahhhhh.. Ohhhhh.. Spike,” she growled. She felt herself cum into Spike's mouth.

“I want you now!” Buffy said, pulling Spike up to her. She attacked his
mouth, pushing her tongue into the deep, warm cavern of his mouth. Tasting
herself on his tongue made her hotter than she thought possible. Spike’s
pants were already down to his knees and he reached [and] quickly, grabbing a
condom from his pocket, tore open the packet and slid it on.

Then she felt the tip of his nine inch shaft at her wet opening--Just
waiting to enter. He was much bigger than her other lovers. She felt him
push into her.

“Ahhhh!” he cried out softly, as he buried his face in her neck and began thrusting
hard. She wrapped her legs around his waist, as he kept trusting into her
body and making her scream, louder with every thrust.

“OHHhhhh, please, don’t stop,” she moaned. “Please, don’t ever stop!” she cried
out in pleasure.

“Uhn! Uhn! Yes! Yes! More! Harder, give it to me” Buffy screamed.

“That’s it, Luv, take it all” Buffy heard Spike growl, feeling him pushing
deeper and deeper. She felt like he was getting lost inside her. She felt
his pace began to slow down. Then he stopped completely.

“No, don’t stop! Please,” she begged.

He began thrusting in and out again. Buffy's muscles protested a little
at this invasion, she had never been filled so fully before. She held her
breath, hoping that she'd get used to the feeling of being stretched so much.
A prickly feeling built up in her stomach. Spike thrust harder and his cock
rubbed against her cervix causing her to buck. Spike was in heaven.

He was feeling more pleasure than he’d ever known, as he thrust his cock into
her tight, hot channel. Her contracting muscles sent Spike into a blissful
orgasm, as he spurted his seed into the condom.

After a little while, Spike got out from the backseat and fixed himself up, pulling his clothes
back on, then getting back to the driver’s seat and disposing of the condom somewhere out
of her sight.

Buffy crawled back to the front seat and began dressing, as Spike started
the car. She had just finished when Spike pulled up to the front of
her house. The house was in the middle of nowhere, it was dark.
An old beat-up car was parked on the side. The house was a little, old, run-
down place. The only light that was on, was the front porch light.

Spike reached into his pocket and pulled out a fifty, placing it on the
dashboard in front of Buffy, who looked at the money and felt like she wanted
to cry. But she took it and put it in her book-bag.

“Thanks for baby-sitting, Buffy, I’m sure we’ll call you again,” Spike said
calmly, like nothing had just happened between them.

Buffy nodded and got out of the car. Without even saying a good-bye, Spike
drove off down the dirt road.

“Maybe they’re right, I am just a whore,” she whispered, pushing away the
single tear that had fallen down her face.

The End

There's Maybe Sequel

Beta:* Hugs * On another note, I had a awesome friend help me with a lot of changes her names Angie, she’s totally cool and a big thanks to her, She’s been a great help,

Disclaimer- I don't own any of these characters, nor do I make any money from them. I'm completely broke.

Song-Smile Empty Soul - Nowhere Kids

Warning- Underage sex (Well at least in America, but I was told that not in England. Also: Adultery. It's a little sad on Buffy's part and a little mean, on Spike's.

Author Note- Okay, I had this idea a while back, it's weird that's all I'm saying: it's weird. People might not like it. You've been warned don't come crying back to me.

Feedback: Yes, please, You can say you hate it, You can say that I suck! feel free!!!!!! To make me cry :)

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