Reality Bends to Desire
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Written by: Tista
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Summary: Spoilers for the 5th Season of Angel. Specifically the episode Hellbound, my
story takes place after that episode. Spike finds Buffy in a post-Chosen
world, I am so deluded I think this happens off screen.
Disclaimer: The show Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all of it's characters belong to Joss,
Mutant Enemy, & Fox Prod.
Notes: After I wrote this, I considered the time zone difference between
California and Europe and I guess Spike can always disappear for a little
while and the gang at Wolfram and Heart wouldn't care. I bet Angel would
welcome it.
Feedback: tista_fighting_you@hotmail.com
Buffy cried alone. She couldn't sleep and would sob in her European hotel room every night. She cried for Spike and what they could have had. She wept in guilt for not dragging him out of the collapsing Hellmouth and saving him like a hero. Hiding her grief from her friends was the easy part; the hard part was living in a world without Spike.
Buffy thought he was always
near, somewhere in her heart. He would leave Sunnydale, but always came back
to her. Spike was like no one Buffy had ever met and she loved him, truly
loved him. She thought it wasn't like him to accept her true feelings when
it really counted.
Buffy wished that she could do something to resurrect
him, since it was a mystical death and all, but felt selfish he could be in
heaven and didn't want to ruin his deserved happiness. Spike died like a
hero, Buffy's personal champion.
She was crying when she felt someone
in the room with her. Buffy swore she locked the deadbolt, but someone was
with her, a presence. Reaching for a weapon on the nightstand was her first
instinct. This action was halted when she heard a familiar
voice.
"Don't worry love, it's just me."
"Spike, it can't be you."
She turned around and saw the man that she loved.
He used the power of
his mind to sit on the bed next to her. When he really wanted something, he
could force himself to be corporeal. Spike wanted to be with Buffy more than
anything else on the planet. She could feel him next to her. Spike gently
touched her face, wiping tears away.
"You're real." Buffy said in awe.
She embraced his leather-clad body.
"Not really. I've been told I'm a
type of ghost, but if I want to touch something bad, enough I can. I figured
out that I could go places, too. Reality bends to desire."
"Where
have you been? I've missed you my love." Buffy whispered as she held him
tight.
"I just discovered I how I can go places and become solid. I have
been stuck around Angelus and his bunch of do gooders."
"He didn't
tell me."
"I figured as much from Mr. Don't Ask Don't Tell." Spike's
voice was heavy with sarcasm.
"How long can you stay?" She asked with
hope.
"I'll stay with you, tonight and every night. During the day we can
go through our lives like we have been, but we can meet at night, and I can
see you, hold you, love you."
"Why do you ever have to go back?"
Buffy whined like a child.
He explained passionately. "Fred's trying to
make my corporeal again--all the time. I desperately need that, so I can be
with you. Really be with you. If you will still have me."
"I
understand, but I want you all of the time. I love you. I just want you to
know that."
He replied with a deep and gentle kiss. Spike's tongue sent
shivers of desire though every inch of her body. The next kiss was more
urgent and demanding, like 5 months of need rolled up into one
moment.
Buffy quickly began to disrobe. Spike closed his eyes and wished
his clothes away and they were gone. She looked at him with wonder as her
panties fell to the floor. Buffy sprawled out on the bed.
"How'd you
do that?" She asked.
"My ghostly powers are good for something." He
teased as he mounted her naked body.
Spike kissed her again, slow and
deliberate. He caressed her neck with his tongue.
"Love, I need to
start slow, since I don't know how long I can keep this up." He smiled
weakly.
"As I recall you can keep it up for hours." She joked with
flushed cheeks.
Spike laughed while his mouth was around her erect
nipple. "With a pretty girl like you, I'm always hard."
"Please make
love to me." She begged and burned for his touch.
Spike spread her legs
wide open with his rough hands. "First, let me pleasure you."
She
exhaled as she felt his cool lips cover her tanned thighs. Buffy enjoyed the
attention he lavished on her body.
His long tongue found its way into the
folds of her wetness. Buffy gasped at first caress. "Spike. . .oh god
baby."
Spike's mouth carefully traced around the edges of her sex sending
out jolts of pleasure to her very core. He was French kissing her clit as he
rolled it around his mouth.
Finally, he darted his tongue into her
vaginal opening, wiggling it inside. Spike teased her moist and sensitive
skin as Buffy bucked her hips towards his handsome face.
As his
tongue lashed her pussy hole, Buffy squealed lusty screams of desire. Spike
worked her up to an overwhelming climax as her juices filled Spike's mouth.
Buffy came, as her body responded with heavy breaths, tingling
sensations and high-pitched wails. "Spike. . .oooh god. So
good."
After the orgasm, the feeling of contentment overtook her whole
body and she knew being with Spike was where she belonged.
"That was
. . .well wonderful." She exclaimed.
Spike replied. "Glad I could be of
service to my lady."
"I missed you Spike. I really did." She said as he
lightly kissed her belly.
"Did you miss me or the orgasms I give you? He
inquired with raised eyebrow.
"I miss every part of you. The smart-ass
part of you and the lover part of you and the fighter part of you and of
course the Spike part of you." Buffy professed as she relished Spike's mouth
on her sweaty torso.
"I can't describe how much I've wanted you. How much
I dreamt about you. My beautiful Slayer."
Buffy caressed his chiseled
cheekbones. "My beautiful vampire."
Spike positioned himself above her,
just millimeters away from penetration. "Love you, Pet."
Buffy closed
her eyes in anticipation as he thrust inside. Spike's cock explored her
depths and Buffy became possessed by his pumping.
He greedily kissed her
as made love to her. Buffy writhed beneath him, squeezing his cock, grasping
it as plowed into her tight spot.
"Spike." She called his name, voice
full of need. He growled against the hollow of her neck.
Their
explosion of lust occurred at the same instant, an act of perfect synchronicity. It was a moment full of lust filled screams, slapping bodies, and a copious exchanging of fluids.
Recovering from this intense
coupling, Buffy and Spike's mouths melted together in a passionate flow. Her
fiery kisses burned aftershocks in his soul.
"Buffy, I don't want to
leave you." He said as he swooped beside her, spooning up to her warm naked
flesh.
"I want you to hold me, now and forever. " Buffy said as she
snuggled her ass against his cock. "Like that night that you just held
me."
"Best night of my life." He said.
"Mine too, if you want to
know." Buffy reluctantly confessed.
"I don't want to leave, but I got to.
I want you to fall asleep in my arms and I'll leave you content. I'll just
disappear and come back tomorrow night, we can do this again, I swear. We
can be a special secret like we were before."
"O.k. that sounds nice,
but this is only fine until you see me, really see me." She said.
He
kissed her shoulder and cupped her breast. "Night Love."
A few minutes of
gentle fondling, Buffy was sound asleep, sweetly dreaming of the promise of
tomorrow night.
THE END
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