Spike still couldn't believe that Dru had sent him access to all their bank accounts. He had figured that she would take everything they had saved and keep it for herself. Instead, she took all the accounts, figured their net worth and split it with him evenly. This sure beat the hell out of having the Slayer pay him for his favors. Not that she was doing that anymore anyway. He stopped taking her money a long time ago.

He just moved into his new home and was still decorating it. Spike sat trying not to think about her, but it wasn't working. Everything was, 'Buffy would like this,' or 'Buffy would hate that,' or 'I wish Buffy were here to see this.' No matter what he did, there she was! This was turning him to serious distraction.

So Spike decided to deal with it the best way he could. He popped a porno-flick into the DVD and sat down to enjoy a nice toss off. It was a parody of that TV show, 'Friends'. Phoebe and her twin sister Ursula were played by a set of sisters that actually resembled her pretty closely. They were recreating that episode where Phoebe found out her sister was using her name to make porn movies. Spike always got a kick out of Phoebe. She was an airhead, but her moments of lucidity were hysterical! Dru was like Phoebe in many ways, only evil. The thought made him laugh.

Phoebe knocked on Ursula's door and was ushered in to find an XXX-rated movie in the process of being filmed. For some strange reason he immediately thought of his little Vampire Slayer. Phoebe joined in the filming of the movie and things started getting really hot.

Spike stroked his hardening cock over his sweats and relaxed completely. He untied the string on his pants and started working them down when his front door flew open and in stormed the Slayer. She took one look at his huge budge trying to push free from his underwear, followed by one look at the movie on the TV and the blush started in her toes and made it's way to the ends of the hair on her head.

"Bugger! Now this is just unacceptable! It was bad enough when you barged in on me in my crypt, but this in my HOME! KNOCK DAMNIT!" His voice got louder and louder until the last words were said at a scream.

"You said I could stop by any time I wanted. Well, I wanted. And if you didn't want me to walk right in, you shouldn't have give me the key!"

"That was for emergency use only." Spike had pulled up his pants and taken the disc out of the DVD player. When he opened the storage cabinet, Buffy caught a view of about 100 titles. Before he could close it again, she blocked him and started looking through the movies.

"Let's see what you like to watch. True Lies, Lady and the Tramp, Evil Dead I, II and Army of Darkness, Breakfast at Tiffany's, Dangerous Liaisons," she continued to rattle off titles spanning just about every single genre. "Oh, here we go, the porn. God Spike, do you think you have enough of this crap? There has to be at least 40 adult titles here! Pervert!"

She pulled out one of the boxes to look closer. It featured a blond woman lying on a bed wearing bikini panties that were being pulled aside by a brunette woman, who had her tongue just inches from her clit. The blond was obviously very aroused. The blush crept its way back up Buffy's body once again. She put it back and pulled out the next box, which had a woman on her hands and knees being 'shagged' from behind by a very handsome man. It was put away quicker than the first one and the Slayer walked to the couch and sat down.

"Would you mind leaving? I was in the middl…., um, what I mean is, WHY ARE YOU HERE?!"

"I got bored. I finished a very uneventful patrol and figured that instead of going home and sleeping, I'd come here to torment you. So here I am. Let the torment begin!"

"Slayer, it started a LONG time ago, trust me." He growled the words out and sat down next to her with a loud "HRUMPH."

She grabbed the remote and flipped on the big screen TV. "Let's see what's on tonight, shall we? Oh, and get me something to drink."

Spike was outwardly furious, but inside he was jumping up and down like a little boy! He could hear the channels changing rapidly and looked in the fridge for something appropriate. All he had was blood, beer and water. Since she seemed to have a strong aversion to beer, and blood doesn't have any chance, water it would be!

"Here." He shoved the cold glass in her face and opened his beer.

"Water? Is that the best you can do? I want some soda."

"No can do. Beer, blood or water. Take your choice." He downed half the bottle in one swig.

Buffy took a sip. So far she had surfed through about 70 channels and there wasn't a thing on. Then she came to one of the adult channels. She arrived just in time to see a woman riding a man hard and fast. He pulled out just as he was about to cum and she grabbed his cock and pumped his orgasm out of him. There went that blush once again. Spike looked over at her and watched her eyes widen.

"You know, when I wanted to watch a good shagging, I used to have to pay people to do it live in front of me. That was definitely better. Nine times out of ten Dru and I would join them. Then came movie theaters, videos, the internet, and now DVD. Got to admit, I do miss the live shows." He was hard and beginning to tent his sweats. A laugh started deep inside him, "Dinner theatre, that's what she used to call it."

Buffy was watching the screen intently and completely ignoring him. "I've never seen a porno before. I saw one of Xander's magazines once, but that was about it."

The vampire didn't waste a second. He reached over and grabbed the remote away from her. "By all means, enjoy! I certain plan to."

The wicked smile on his face was almost as arousing and erotic as the couple on the TV. No, it was more erotic. Buffy decided to play this out and see how far she could take it before it got out of hand. She figured she'd get him all hard and hot, and leave him with a nice case of blue balls.

"Fine. Just don't touch me, or yourself for that matter."

"How about we make a little waver. If I touch myself first, I have to patrol for you for a week. If you touch yourself first, you have to kiss me. Really kiss me. Open mouth, tongue and all. What do you say?"

"In the bag, bloodbreath. You're on."

Spike pulled out one of the DVDs from his collection and slipped it in the tray. "My movies are much hotter than anything they show on TV. Ready?"

She watched as he moved around the room. She was already getting very hot, but she refused to acknowledge it. One look at his crotch almost did her in though. "Ready," she squeaked.

* This is going to be easy! * Spike was touching heaven. The movie started. It had a lousy plot: cheerleaders who forgot to wear panties and football players getting hard watching them jump up and down. There were numerous pussy shots that did nothing for Buffy. She watched and waited, and refused to make any eye contact with the vampire sitting beside her.

The players took the cheerleaders back to a huge house. The first couple was a blond woman with a brunette man. They went to the master bedroom and started feeling each other up. Buffy felt that warmth start in her spine and watched closely as they stripped. They pawed at each other and he fucked her from behind. She watched as he slid in and out of her effortlessly and groaned quietly when he pulled out and came on her back.

The next couple was in the Jacuzzi. The one after that on the couch. Next in the shower. She saw blow jobs, hand jobs, and more positions than she could remember. Spike didn't bother watching the TV though. All he had eyes for was Buffy. She was breathing hard and rocked on the couch occasionally. That evil smile spread across his face once again.

An deliciously evil idea began to form in his brain. He was going to win this bet no matter what. "Buffy, I need to do something but I want you to watch me so you don't think I'm cheating." She looked over and watched as he pulled his sweats down and off completely. She was speechless. He was sitting there in his underwear, which was doing nothing to conceal him, and she wasn't running. She was hot, starting to sweat and throbbing.

"See, I didn't touch myself at all. The pants were too tight. You don't have that problem."

Boy was he wrong! "Fine! Two can play at that game." With that she slipped out of her jeans and sat back down. When he caught a look at the bikini panties she was wearing, his cock jumped noticeably. He almost grabbed himself and started stroking, but he was in control. Barely. Buffy knew it.

The trio on the screen was thrusting their hips at each other. The two women were sixty-nining, and the guy was fucking the one on top while the one on the bottom licked and sucked on him.

Buffy was breathing hard and torn between Spike's hidden cock and the movie. Suddenly she realized she wasn't looking at the screen at all. She was concentrating on his groin, watching the cotton underwear shift whenever he throbbed or jumped, which was becoming more and more often. She slid down on the couch and her hand slid between her legs without her knowledge. She stroked her swollen clit. Immediately, Spike freed his cock and gave it a long slow stroke. The pre-cum started dripping out and he used it to lubricate his ministration.

"You lose Buffy," he said throatily. She knew she was fingering herself and didn't care. She pulled her panties down and threw them across the room and started working herself in earnest. Spike was gasping for unneeded air. He stood up in front of her and watched as her fingers slid in and out. He stroked himself in time with her. He slowed down before long, afraid it would all end too quickly.

Buffy was keening in pleasure, watching Spike perform for her. She kept hearing a voice in the back of her head screaming for her to stop this, get up and get out! This was WAY further than she had intended to go. She didn't care. She had passed the point where she could have walked away. She didn't think he would let her go, and she really didn't want to anyway.

Spike moved in closer to her and she stared at his hand, moving up and down. She moaned and his balls tightened, she growled and his hand moved faster. Suddenly Spike put his left knee on the couch on one side of Buffy and his right knee on the other side. He was straddling her lap and looking straight into her eyes. Buffy stopped fingering herself the moment he started moving in, and he took her hand and licked her fingers.

"Mmmm, there's that taste of Buffy. You owe me a kiss. Pay up, luv." He slid closer to her, sitting on her lap and dipped his mouth to hers. Spike pressed his erection against her stomach and the tip brushed against her breasts. His balls were nestled in her curls and she rose up to press into him harder.

His tongue flicked her lips and the roof of her mouth. She could faintly taste herself on him, and she deepened the kiss and held his head down against hers. She tugged his shirt up and tried to take it off. Neither of them wanted to stop kissing, so she tore it off him in desperation. Her shirt followed in a similar manner, the buttons flying in all directions as he pulled it back to reveal her bra. They both thought, * Front closing, thank the Powers, * at the same time as he opened it and pressed against her hard nipples.

Spike pulled her down onto the couch with him and moved his legs so she ended up straddling him. This new position gave him a chance to strip her completely, and her naked skin against his burned him. Her juices were slipping down onto his cock, lubricating him and searing him. He pulled away from her kisses and closed his eyes.

* Crosses, garlic, bright sunny days, stakes… *

He repeated his litany silently several times and calmed himself down. Buffy knew what was going on and as soon as he looked in control, she slipped her hand between them and began stroking him gently. She pressed her mouth back to his and nibbled on his lower lip. Her mouth moved down to his neck, right below his ear. She made little circles and nipped at his earlobe.

Spike loved having her on top. He would never have allowed anyone to be this much in control, but he didn't feel threatened with her. He held her tight and felt dizzy with excitement and happiness.

They necked and touched each other, just exploring for what seemed like hours. They would bring each other almost to the point of cumming and then allow time to calm down.

At some point, they had rolled off the couch onto the soft rug. Buffy slipped down between his legs and ran her tongue from the base of his cock up to the top. She took the head in her mouth and tasted the precum that had been steadily forming, only to be rubbed into his shaft.

* I shouldn't be doing this. I'm not supposed to do this! There's still time for me to stop. We don't have to go all the way…I can make him cum now and that will be the end. * Those thoughts kept playing through her mind and she licked and sucked on him. She looked up and into his eyes, which were watching her. They pierced right through her and made her shudder with the love and desire behind them. * Who am I kidding!? I don't want this to stop! *

He pulled her back up to him and laid her on her back. Spike rubbed his erection against her leg as he kissed her. The kisses moved to her neck and chest, and his tongue began making circles around her nipples. Buffy watched as his hand kneaded one breast while his mouth sucked on the other. What started out as dangerous game turned into slow and passionate lovemaking. Somewhere they had crossed another barrier, and both knew this would change their relationship forever.

The vampire moved between her legs and dipped his tongue into her bellybutton. As he started to move down lower, his eyes locked with hers and he could see her desire reflected back at him.

He ran his tongue along her thighs, teasing her. "Please," she moaned. Her hips arched up into his mouth and he slid his tongue into her heat. Spike knew she was moments from cumming and held perfectly still. She forced herself back to a calm and controlled state. Neither of them wanted this to end and both were afraid that if they came, they would wake up to find it had all been a dream.

When she was ready, he began thrusting his tongue in and out of her, making love to her with his mouth. She pressed his face into her and moaned with the intense pleasure he was causing. Spike's hands were on her hips, holding her to the floor. After only moments, she was ready to cum and he pulled away completely.

"Now, please make love to me now," she growled at him. He slid up her body and kissed her deeply. His cock slid into her and for the final time he held perfectly still. Then slowly they began rocking back and forth, and she rose to meet his every thrust. Her legs locked behind his and her hands ran through his hair. Spike was holding himself over her, looking down at her beautiful body as it responded to every move he made.

It was never like this before. It was never so perfect, so profound. He was making love to the woman he adored, and she was returning his affection. The emotions and physical sensations swelled in both of them and they climbed higher and higher.

Buffy whispered, "Cum with me," as her legs and body tightened around him. Spike's mouth crashed down upon hers and he saw flashes of light behind his eyes as he came inside her.

He tore his mouth from her and howled her name almost animalistically. Her nails were digging into his back and her face wrinkled up as wave after wave hit her. She had to force herself to exhale, and when she did it was in the form of Spike's name.

As they laid there holding each other, they silently prayed to the Powers that it wasn't a dream and that it wouldn't end. Spike purred against her and listened to her heart. The movie had ended long ago and the vampire moved slightly to turn his system off with the remote. Buffy held on to him tightly, panicking. He looked at her and realized she was worried he was going to leave her lying there. He grabbed the remote quickly, hit the button and tucked back into her naked form.

"What happens now?" she whispered.

"Now luv? What do you want to happen? You know that I want to be with you for the rest of my existence. Chip or no chip, soul or no soul, I need you and I love you." Tears had begun to sting his eyes as it dawned on him that this might in deed come to an end.

"Actually, what I meant was, should we stay here or move, say, to the bedroom?" The smile that formed on her was pure enchantment. "I kinda like you too. Just give me some time to sort all this out. I know you love me but I'm not exactly sure how I feel about you. It think it might help if we made love again." That smile turned into a wicked grin and Spike carried her upstairs to the master bedroom.

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They made love for the rest of the night and the better part of the next day. Buffy missed her classes and arrived one hour late for training with Giles. She walked in with a huge smile pasted across her face and started towards the training room.

"Looks like somebody just got laid!" Anya stated as Buffy moved by her.

"Anh, sweetheart, do we always need to discuss our sex life with everyone?" Xander had stopped blushing at his love's outbursts a long time ago.

She slapped him playfully on the arm, "Not us, Buffy!" The Slayer had turned to face her friends.

"Yeah, right! I'm absolutely sure that's not it at all, right Buf?" Once again, Xander had put his foot in his mouth.

Buffy's eyebrows lifted, "And exactly why are you 'absolutely sure' that's not it?"

"Umm, oh, well, I didn't mean you couldn't get laid if you didn't want to. You could any time you want to, and I'm sure you do all the time, and I think I'll shut up now."

Buffy was in too much of a good mood to get angry. "It's amazing what listening to your heart's true desire can do for you…Did I just say that out loud?" The myriad of nods confirmed her suspicions.

"Buffy, why are you so late? Willow and Tara said you weren't in class today. Is something going on?" Giles had a feeling that Anya was correct, and deep down he didn't care what the reason for her apparent happiness was. She was happy and that was what was important.

"There's something I have to tell all of you. I think you better sit down."