Car Trouble 3 – Back in the Driving Seat
Well, looks like ‘Car Trouble’ just became a series…
This is for the delightfully beautiful Jen, (hotlipedjen) and the equally delightful and gorgeous Patty (Pattyanne) coz we think they’re smashing!
Set two days after Car Trouble 2, the Rematch………………
Chapter 1
“Come on” Spike said impatiently, he’d been waiting for sundown.
“Where are we going?” Buffy asked
“To get my car back from the pound”
“But you can’t!”
“Course I can!”
“Spike, they think that you’re the one that stole MY car, that you were the third member of the gang that – well you know – it’ll locked up good and proper – it might even be crushed by now”
“Well, you better just bloody well hope it’s not!” Spike retorted hotly
“ME hope – what do I care about that heap of junk?!”
Spike scowled at her and said crossly,
“It is NOT, repeat NOT a heap of junk – it’s a classic that car – and YOU better hope it’s still in one piece, else I’ll have to just start borrowing YOUR car”
“My car, is locked up in a garage, and I have the keys, how are you going to borrow it if………oh - you wouldn’t!”
Spike just gave her a look.
“Course I would! You don’t think a lock and no keys would stop the ‘Big Bad’ now, do you? – Hot-wiring’s a piece of piss, a five year old could do it!”
Buffy knew Spike would be as good as his word, and she didn’t need the Scoobies seeing him swan around in her car and start to ask questions, besides which, she wouldn’t let Willow learn to drive in it, saying something about the insurance didn’t cover her, and the gods alone knew how much insurance she paid anyway………
“Well, shift yourself, we haven’t got all night!” Spike held the back door open for her.
With a deep sigh, Buffy left with him. She didn’t have much choice really, now did she?
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“Just how many cars are in here anyway – it’s a national disgrace – just look at them all – the cops are the biggest car thieves of all…there must be…let me see…one, two, three…………………………twelve, by one, two………twelve by fifteen rows…bloody hell – that’s 180 cars!”
“Just shut up and find your car!” Buffy groused.
“I’m trying!”
“Well try HARDER………I’d have thought that you could do it by smell alone………Spike, get down!”
Buffy pulled Spike down behind a battered old station wagon, as a huge floodlight suddenly illuminated the pound.
“Bloody hell…” Spike morphed into his demon, what Buffy had said about the smell was actually a good idea, not that he’d tell her that…
When they were satisfied that nobody was coming, they ran/crept, keeping their heads down along the rows of cars.
“Do you know where it is yet?” Buffy hissed, following Spike.
“Right here – what the – bloody gits! They could damage the paintwork sticking all this tape on it!”
The car was covered in bright yellow, three-inch wide sticky tape, with ‘SDPD Forensics’ printed on it.
“And wouldn’t THAT be a tragedy” Buffy mumbled sarcastically
Spike just glared at her and began to pull the tape off.
“Well don’t just stand there, help me!”
“I’m here aren’t I – what more do you want?” Buffy made a half-hearted attempt to rip off some tape.
“How are you going to get it past the barrier, there’s a guy in the booth, he’s most likely a cop”
“That’s were you come in”
“What?”
“I want you to drive the car out, I’ll sort the rest”
“What - are you crazy – NO WAY!”
“Yes way slayer, else I’ll be borrowing YOUR car for the foreseeable future………there, now get in, put you hair up and put this on”
“What is it?”
“One of the whelp’s baseball caps…pull it well down, and drive to the booth”
Buffy didn’t like it, but she liked the alternative even less…………
She snatched the keys off Spike and started the car up, revving the engine, making Spike glare at her, she non too carefully steered the car to the end of the row, and sharply pulled right, narrowly missing a concrete column.
She smiled to herself imagining Spike cussing her under his breath.
Spike got to the booth, and could hear Buffy coming. Buffy deliberately crashed the gears, revved the engine and kangaroo-hopped to the booth.
She could see Spike crouching outside the booth entrance, and stopped at the barrier.
“How did you get in here Miss? – You are supposed to come IN this way first – how did you gain access to the – “
Buffy didn’t look at the guy; she just stared ahead, and sensed rather than saw Spike open the booth door.
The guy heard the door open and turned
“Whu –what – hey you can’t come in here – UH!”
“Shut it!” Spike gave the bloke one punch, and the guy slumped, knocked out. Spike carefully sat him on his chair, and pressed the button for the barrier to open. It rose up and Buffy drove through, with a squeal of breaks, really fast.
Spike thought she’d pull something like that, and ran, jumping and running over other cars and flew through the plastic sheeting that substituted for a near-side back window, landing on the back seat.
“Very funny slayer, now shift across, and BE CAREFUL you’ll burn the bloody clutch out the way you drive!”
Buffy resisted the temptation to say, ‘what’s a clutch’……
“You’d have thought they’d have had a valeting service and cleaned it out…it smells like a bar in here!”
“Oh gods…don’t let them see me!”
Buffy could see Xander and Anya, and Willow and Tara walking up the road ahead.
“Well now…want to stop and chat with your friends, pet?”
“Just drive!” Buffy hissed at Spike from the foot-well where she’d hidden herself.
Spike grinned down at her, and bibbed his horn at the Scoobies as he drove passed.
Buffy thought she’d tease Spike, and ran her fingers up his leg.
“Bloody hell!” he cussed and swerved slightly, then he grinned, and instead of taking her back home as planned, Spike gunned the car towards the secluded spot by the lakes, AKA – Make-out Mile…………
Struggling up from the foot-well, Buffy realised that they should have been at her house by now.
“Where are we? – Spike, you said you’d take me home!”
“And I will, after we’ve-“
“Oh no! Not tonight, I’ve got to get back – The gang were making for my house, and they’ll start asking questions if I’m not there!”
“Well, if your not there, you can’t answer them, can you!” Spike said with a grin as he switched off the engine and turned in his seat towards her.
“I’m not in the mood!” Buffy pouted and folded her arms across her chest.
Spike grinned, he knew she was lying – but he loved it when she played hard to get…not that he’d tell her that – coz it fed his ego with a big shiny spoon when he thought he’d ‘talked’ or possibly ‘stroked’ her round into changing her mind…
“Bet you you are, pet!” Spike nuzzled her neck.
Buffy hunched up her shoulder to keep his cool questing lips away from her sensitive places, places Spike knew SO well that would get her motor running in a trice.
“Am not!” She pressed her thighs tightly together, and turned towards the door, coz her traitorous body was always letting her down, and she didn’t want Spike to smell her arousal.
Spike blew softly in her ear, and bought his hand up to fondle her breast.
“You are too…look, your nipples are all hard and ‘wanty’
“I’m – ah – so – S-SO n-not…stop it – w-wanty? Wha-what’s w-wanty – oh!”
Spike continued kissing her neck…
“Wanty…you know, they want me to…do this………”
She didn’t have time to blink before Spike had opened her top, unclipped her front opening bra, and had his mouth closed over one of her hard nipples, sucking, he gently plucked at the other one.
Buffy’s thighs fell open and the rich heady aroma of her desire for him filled his flaring nostrils, she groaned with delight, making his dick even harder.
She knew there was no point protesting, besides which, she did feel like it now – Spike knew just the way to push her buttons to get her going…
Leaving her breast, he slid his hand down and undid her jeans, slipping his hand inside her ridiculously tiny panties, his cool fingers sliding over her hot moist sex made Buffy gasp.
“Now tell me you don’t want to” Spike slid two fingers inside her, circling her clit with his thumb.
Buffy couldn’t speak, she just rocked her hips up towards his hand, and reached for his zip, and undid it, the belt too. She pulled them down slightly, and his huge erection bobbed before her face, quickly she grabbed it and slipped the angry looking purplish huge bulbous knob into her mouth.
It was Spike’s turn to gasp as she sucked and pumped him, she could barely get half of him into her mouth he was so big, but it didn’t stop her trying and she sucked lustily, rolling his balls around in their wrinkly sac, making Spike’s rolling eyes cross.
He lowered his head and took alternate swipes at her distended clit with his tongue, then his thumb. She was so wet and he dipped his head lower to mop up her ambrosial wetness, he felt her mouth leave him as she cried out her orgasm, and he ground the heel of his hand against her pubic bone as she bucked and writhed, increasing and prolonging her pleasure.
She slipped him back into her mouth once she’d calmed, and while sucking his knob, she swiped her tongue back and forth over the leaking slit – Christ! It was SO good, she felt his whole body stiffen, and his over-sized shaft swell even bigger, and she knew he was coming – this time though, she didn’t pull away as she’d done in the past, she felt his balls rise in their sac and Spike also knew that this time she wasn’t going to pull away either, the thought of him hosing down her throat was enough to drive him over the edge and he cried out as he spurted thick gobbets of come into her mouth, and Buffy pumped, and sucked and swallowed every last drop.
After a moment or two, Spike raised his head and grinned
“Wow babe…that was – wow – why didn’t – I mean not that I’m complaining, just the opposite – how come you didn’t pull away?”
Buffy felt her cheeks flame – which was totally ridiculous, but she just shrugged.
“Wanted to try it”
“And?” Spike encouraged
“And what – I wanted to try it, so I tried it!”
Spike knew not to push her, least she decided not to do it again…
“Come and sit on my lap, kitten, face me…………ahh – that’s it…ooooohhhhh, that feels good!”
Buffy slid down onto his huge hardness, she gasped, his size shocking her every time, in this position, he was able to play with her breasts, nibble on her neck and if need be, slip his hand down in between them to pinch her clitoris.
Buffy cried out her forth orgasm, and Spike quickly followed suit, when headlights coming up the lane had them duck down on the back seat. They could hear, through the flapping polythene that Spike had ripped through diving onto the back seat earlier, the sound of a police radio chattering away.
“Oh fuck, the law…you stay down pet, I’m just going to…” Spike just hitched up his jeans, climbed into the drivers seat and started up the engine, and took off like a bat out of hell.
The squad car had already passed them, and was shining their torches into the other cars parked up, the ones with steamy windows…
Out on the main road, Spike slowed down, and glanced in the rear-view mirror and saw Buffy was dressed.
“You know what they are?” Spike asked, jerking his thumb backwards to indicate the cops,
“I tell you exactly what they are! They are a big bunch of bloody perverts, that’s what they are – bunch of car-stealing – torch-shining- trigger-happy, shoot –first-ask-questions-later- tax-leeching - bloody voyeuristic – “
“Drop me off here Spike, I can cut through the cemetery, make out I already had a tussle with a vamp” **which is true** Buffy thought dryly.
“What – oh okay…so see you tomorrow, Kitten, (he winked at her) be good”
Buffy got out, and stuck her head through the ripped plastic, and she smiled and said,
“Not tomorrow…Angel’s coming over – bye!” Buffy took off between the cemetery gates, knowing full well Spike couldn’t follow her in the car, and he would be ‘hopping mad’ being passed over just because ‘the poof’ was coming…
Spike glared at her retreating figure… he listened hard, he could swear he could hear her laughing…a sudden idea came to him, and Spike’s glare turned to a grin…so, Peaches was coming over to Sunny D, was he…now THAT was an opportunity too good to miss………………
The End (unless you think different and want more!)
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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!
pj
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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12/23/16 01:12 pm
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10/06/16 08:34 am
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08/31/16 03:45 pm
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08/31/16 03:43 pm
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