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Walking upstairs Spike could hear soft moans emerging from Buffy's Room. Seeing the door wide open, he could see Buffy spread out on top of her bed. Her eyes were wide open but unfocused; she would not have known anyone was there.

He stood openly watching his girlfriend as she attempted to reach the high she so desperately needed with the aid of her hairbrush. As she pushed the handle slowly and deep into her own cunt while caressing her clit, slow deep breaths could still be heard ringing round the room.

Spike watched for a few more moments before making a decision. Quietly toe-ing his Docs off, as not to alert her to his presence, he entered the room. Walking softly to the end of her bed he knelt over her and crawled up her body.

Finally aware of a presence in her room as the mattress sank down in places, she was not as surprised as she could have been when his lips attacked hers in a slow deep and passionate kiss full of promise. Her eyes opened wide and became unfocused at the end of the kiss as that ever-alluding high was just out of reach.

Moving off her to lay by her side, Spike placed a light barely there kiss on her lips. Moving her hand off the brush handle, he replaced it with his own. Switching her slow deep thrusts into fast shallow ones, he could see the affect it had on her instantly. Her breaths became harsher and faster after only a few strokes.

Noticing she was still slowly caressing her clit, his other hand gently placed hers on the bed. Placing another gentle kiss on her cheek, he kept his thrusts fast and shallow. Aiming the hairbrush up, he made sure to hit the roof of her channel on every entry.

She could feel every motion he made. A deep and fast thrust was thrown in so quick she was sure she imagined it. Her breathing was continuing to speed up. After a few short moments, "Spike" burst from her lips as the handle was coated in her juices. He had finally gotten the high she had been in search of. Still laid out on her bed in the afterglow of orgasm, she tried to get her breath back.

A short while later, Spike was still lying next to Buffy when she turned he head towards him and a small, barely audible "Hi" was aimed at him along with a smile that was pure happiness.

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