A/N:Please keep reviewing. It tells me how I'm doing. Reading your reviews makes my day. Thanks Rachael for reading my storie first and making sure I don't make a fool out of myself. ^_^
"Hello Angel," Buffy said pleasantly, "What are you doing in Sunnydale?" He didn't answer her for a moment. Spike and Angel were glaring at each other. Spike slipped his arms around her waist possessively.
"What is Spike doing? And here?" he asked.
"I believe Buffy asked you a question," Spike said.
Angel glared and then said,"It's complicated...."
"It really isn't," Cordelia said, "Angel had a son courtesy of some prophesy. He was kidnaped and taken to a hell dimension. When he came back he was all grown up and had been taught to hate us. We brought him for a pleasant change of scenery. "
Buffy blinked at her. "Well...um...okay...wait...Angel has a son?!!"
"Yeah," said the teenage boy sitting one of the living room chairs, "I'm Conner."
"I'm Buffy," she said uncertainly.
"Buffy," Angel said, "Maybe we should go somewhere and discuss this...alone."
"You're not going anywhere with my girlfriend, "Spike said.
"Your what?" Angel almost shouted.
"Spike is my boyfriend," Buffy said.
"Buffy, you don't know Spike like I do..."
"You're right...I know him better than you do. When you left me you relinquished every right to govern even a small portion of my personal life. Having that said, where are you staying?" Buffy said.
Both Spike and Conner smirked at Angel who was turning a peculiar color of red. "She burned you," Conner said with a delightfully teenage smirk.
"I like this kid's attitude," Spike said, "I have a feeling that we're going to get along just fine. Conner gave Spike one of his rare smiles.
Angel ignored them and said to Buffy, "We don't have anywhere to stay yet. We could stay at one of the local hotels, I guess."
"You can all stay here," Buffy said. Spike shot her a glare. He had wanted to have her all to himself tonight. "Cordelia and...um..."
"Fred," the girl supplied.
"Right, Cordelia and Fred can stay in the guest room. Some one can sleep on the couch. We'll set up cots for the rest of you in the basement."
"Where's Spike going to stay?" Angel asked coldly.
"In my room, of course," Buffy replied.
~*~
Conner followed Spike upstairs to get the cots. "So why did they really make you come here?" Spike asked.
"I think they were just sick of chasing me around L.A. It'll be easier for them to keep track of me here. Besides that, they really didn't have a very good reason for coming," Conner said, "So...how do you and Angel know each other?"
"He's my grand-sire," Spike said. He grabbed three of the cots piled in a corner of the attic.
"So...you're like my uncle or something?" Conner said picking up two more cots.
"I guess so...wow..you're strong for a human."
Conner shrugged. "I guess that's what happens when you're the son of two vampires. You don't like Angel very much, do you?" Spike shook his head. "Then I think that we are going to get along wonderfully."
~*~
"Does Spike have a soul?" Angel asked abruptly. He had followed Buffy upstairs. She was making the beds in the guest room. "You do realize that he's a murderer. He always will be. He doesn't love you." Buffy didn't answer him. "Buffy, I love you and I think it would be best..."
She spun around. "Were you listening to anything I said downstairs? Spike may not have a soul, but he loves me. May I remind you that you are also a murderer," she said angrily.
"That's why I had to leave you," he said looking at her with sad eyes.
"That was your choice, not mine. You did what you thought was best. Angel, you were my first love and some small part of my heart will always belong to you, but I am no longer in love with you. I haven't been for quite a while. I am in love with Spike. No further nasty comment will be said about him in my house. Is that understood?" Her eyes narrowed.
"Yes," he mumbled.
"Good!" With that, she threw the last pillow on the guest beds and stormed out the door. Once in the hallway, Spike grabbed her. He kissed her hard. "I'm going to take a wild guess and say you heard that," Buffy said breathlessly.
"You have just made me the happiest vampire alive," he said, "The others are all set downstairs. I gave Junior the couch."
"Angel won't be happy about that," she said.
"Exactly, we also gave him the cot which has a tendency to collapse...accidentally of course."
"Of course," she said with a grin, "If everyone's set then I think I'll take a shower."
"I think I like that idea," Spike said with a wicked grin.
~*~
As soon as they were in the bathroom, Buffy casually began to strip off her clothing. Spike's mouth began to water at the sight that was before him. She turned on the water and stepped into the shower as if he wasn't there. He flung off his clothing and stepped in behind her. He slowly massaged her shoulders. He grabbed her shampoo and conditioner from the shelf. He squirted some onto his hand and massaged it into her scalp. She moaned and leaned her head back against his chest. He squirted some more soap onto his hand and took advantage of their positions. He massaged the soap into her breasts. He was rewarded with another moan. He turned her around and knelt down in front of her. He slowly slid his hands over her stomach and then down her thighs.
When her reached her ankles, one of his hands began a slow journey up her inner thigh. She was almost shaking in anticipation. Finally, his soapy hand reached the junction of her thighs. Wish one finger he circles her clit, never quite touching it. He could feel her need building. Finally, he slid two fingers inside of her. He fondled her clit with his thumb. Then he reached behind her and slipped another soapy finger into her other, tighter hole. Her eyes flew open in surprise and her mouth formed a tiny o. He began to pump his fingers. Her eyelids fluttered in pleasure. Her climax hit her hard and fast. She leaned against the wall and grabbed his hair to keep herself upright. Spike didn't stop pumping and soon enough a second climax hit her and a third. Finally he slipped his fingers out of her.
He stood up. She poured soap onto her hand and began running it up and down his cock. He grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around him and positioned him at her dripping entrance. She slowly lowered herself onto him. He shoved her back up against the shower wall for support and proceeded to slam into her. He captured her lips in a passionate kiss. They broke apart momentarily. "I..love...you," Buffy gasped. Then he kissed her again. In the height of pleasure she forgot that there was anyone else in the house and Came screaming his name. Spike smirked, knowing that there was no way Peaches hadn't heard that.
A/N: I'll be in FLorida for two weeks with no computer acess so don't expect an update for at least that long. I'll try and get the next chapter up as soon as humanly possible. |
