Building Bridges
By PassionFish
Nominations: Yup, it’s been nominated!
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A/N: Prologue: http://www.sabershadowkat.com/buffy/truce.html Do read – not only is it an excellent piece, but it’ll explain how they fell into bed with each other!
Summary: What might have happened after their truce was declared...
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"Buffy? You in there?"
Willow's tired voice entered into Buffy and Spike's lust-fuzzy brains' just moments before he was about to take her again.
Buffy broke away from Spike's lips, "Yeah, Willow. Just a minute."
Spike rolled off her, quickly dressing. Buffy's eye's darted to the window and she sent up silent thanks that she'd had enough mind to open it when they'd moved to the bed. She had just managed to get up and wrap her discarded robe around her, when she was spun around. The vampire brutally attacked her mouth, the promise of future passion woven into the kiss. As soon as it was started it ended. Spike climbed quickly out of the window and nimberly jumped to the ground below, rolling expertly on impact in order not to injure himself.
The slayer rushed to cupboard and hastily put on a pair of knickers in an attempt to stop their combined fluids slipping out of her.
She crossed the room and opened the door for the sleepy looking witch.
"Sorry, Wills - I was half asleep."
"Its okay - how come it was double locked?" The red head moved to her desk, dumping her heavy bag down upon it.
"I thought you'd stay at Oz's tonight - what happened?"
"Full moon." Willow replied, frowning at the slayer. "Buffy are you alright, you look...different."
"I'm fine." Buffy responded with a smile then frowned. "Different?"
"Not bad-different, just a little flushed." Willow hastily corrected.
"I was kinda hot." Buffy replied indicating the open window. *So, fucking hot! *
The witch's eyes travelled to the window then back at the slayer, nodding in understanding. Willow regarded her friend as she crossed to her mirror. The robe she was wearing was worn rather haphazardly. She didn't look like a girl who was half-asleep.
Buffy looked at the person staring back at her and held back a giggle at the satisfied expression that formed her features. Her face was flushed and her eyes appeared to sparkle. She retrieved the brush and turned to face Willow, who was dressing for bed.
The slayer sat down on her bed and began to brush out the tangles Spike's fingers had left.
The finally ready witch climbed into her bed and looked over at the slayer who was gazing at nothing, a slight smile on her lips as she combed her nearly dry hair.
"So, what happened with Oz?"
"Full Moon." Willow repeated, sitting up in bed. "Buffy, are you sure you're okay - you just asked me that."
Buffy gave Willow a sheepish grin, placing the brush on her nightstand. She turned down the badly made bed, and slipped under the covers.
"Sorry, Wills - I'm really tired. Long slay-night."
Willow nodded, finally understanding. Sometimes Buffy got like this; like after a really vigorous fight. Her over-active brain at peace she turned off her light, turning over to face the other wall.
"Night, Buffy." She said through a yawn, falling into a deep sleep before she could even hear the slayer's reply.
"Night." Buffy responded in kind, switching off her own light and snuggling under the covers. She inhaled deeply, the distinctive scent of the peroxide vampire she'd spent the better part of the night fucking hitting her senses. She smiled. Attempting not to long for a pair of cold, strong arms to hold her, she slipped asleep.
***
Spike's blacked out Desoto pulled up outside a pretty decent looking hotel in the 'good' part of town. He looked around for the expected sign stating that he'd need to park his own car when a twenty-something tapped on the window.
Spike rolled it down. "Yeah?"
"I can park your car if you like, sir." The valet said with a polite smile, moving back as the vampire got out of the car and handed him the keys.
"The bags in the back."
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"Room 48." The thin redheaded receptionist said through a smile of deep crimson lipstick, handing Spike the keys to his room as she batted her eyes at him. "Forth floor."
Spike gave her his patented sexy smile and took the pro-offered keys. Moments later the valet returned and handed Spike his car keys and the black duffle bag.
"Its in space 15." The valet said, waiting for his tip.
"Thanks mate." The vampire said, reluctantly tipping the small man five dollars.
***
Buffy spun her stake carelessly as she walked through one of Sunnyhell's many cemeteries. It had been one dream filled night since her carnal tête-à-tête with her mortal enemy and much as she hated to admit it she rather liked the idea of their newfound 'truce'.
Her spider senses tingled, informing her of a nearby vamp and she readied herself for confrontation. She rounded the corner of trees and stopped stock-still at the vampire she was presented with. She felt that telltale flood of wetness already begin to seep out of her, soaking her panties, at the fire she saw burning in his eyes. Her entire being sang for him and she could hear his call in return.
A split second elapsed before the blonde vampire grabbed the slayer roughly to his body, grasping her ass to lift her up as she wrapped her legs around his waist as her mouth found his.
He turned and staggered ten feet, slamming her into a mausoleum. Buffy's hands held his mouth to hers as his hand moved to her top. She was wearing a pink cardigan over a thin-strapped top. Impatiently, Spike ripped open the over-shirt; his hands roughly caressing her breasts as buttons flew to the damp grass below them. He slipped his mouth from hers. His lips travelled down over her jugular and down to her chest.
He kissed and licked the swell of her breasts that was enhanced by his demanding hands. Buffy moaned loudly, the sound bouncing off the tombstones and out into the night. She lowered her hands, unsnapping her lover's jeans. Spike growled against her chest as her warm hand began lightly stroking him.
As he lowered his head to her nipple, he reached down to push down her pants. Ripping away her panties he thrust into her, eliciting a shriek of pleasure as he hit her clit. Slamming into her repeatedly, the two soon neared release. Spike bit down into her breast and growled loudly as he felt her climax begin. Her inner muscles fluttering around him and her warm, powerful blood in his mouth was more than enough to push him over the edge.
With a feral roar he came in hard spurts as Buffy's heart pounded against his chest. He retracted his fangs from her breast and collapsed against her, his own breathing unnecessarily erratic.
Eventually Spike raised his sated to gaze to meet Buffy's satisfied one and he smiled, kissing her tenderly. He broke away, reluctantly pulling out of her, placing her gently on the ground.
Spike pulled her top back down over her breasts and pulled up her pants. As she buttoned herself up he hastily redid his own fastenings. He looked down at her then pulled her lips back to his for a hard kiss that shocked the slayer in its possessiveness.
Pulling away for breath Buffy murmured as his lips began sliding down her neck and his hands back under her top. "I have to go patrol."
"Oh, well." Spike said in a mock-conciliatory concern as he continued to tease her.
Buffy half moaned, half sighed and brought up a hand to stroke the back of his head as his teeth and tongue stroked her neck. She spared a glance at her watch and her eyes bugged when she realised she was meant to meet Xander here in five minutes, and then off to the Bronze.
She spun them quickly; this time it was her pinning him against the side of the mausoleum as she attacked his mouth with her own. She thought she heard him purr but the sound was controlled so quickly she believed she must have imagined it.
Stepping back she lifted her bag from the ground, "I have to go meet Xander." She said in way of explanation before offering him a small smile and walking in the direction of Xander's house.
Spike frowned. He didn't like the sound of that. With a short growl he grabbed her wrist in an almost painful grip and spun her back around his mouth crashing down on hers, her arm pressed against her own back. Pulling away he watched for a moment as she tried to regain her breathing. "You're mine." He whispered against her lips before disappearing into the night.
Buffy staggered a little from the sudden loss of contact. She looked up as she heard Xander just around the corner and attempted to regain her equilibrium and not look like she'd just been fucked senseless by a vampire before meeting her friend.
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05/18/17 04:16 am
pj! I remember wishing one of your stories would be finished seriously about a decade ago. Amazing. I just tried an old password I used to use and amazingly got in too. Memories!
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03/20/17 01:20 am
10 yrs later, i finally rem my username and password. Pari, you rock. Hope you are well.
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