"Oz! I don’t think you are fully absorbing what is going on here! We are at a *NUDE* *BEACH* with Faith and Willow and Buffy! They are going to be voluntarily naked and we are going to be there! To observe, for hours of sun worshipping, with them, naked!" Xander rambled with giddiness.
"Yeah, man, I drove us here remember?"
Buffy, Willow and Faith were walking ahead of the two guys, carrying only their own beach bags, leaving Oz and Xander to carry everything else. Faith was already sans shirt as she walked, coaxing her fellow Slayer and the witch to start undressing as well. Finding a good spot, the three girls laid out their towels and started to remove various articles of clothing.
"Faith, I can’t believe you talked us into this," Buffy said, stepping out of her shorts.
"Relax, B! It’s just a nude beach. It’ll be fun and we won’t have tan lines. Clothing is *optional*, no one has to be nude if they don’t wanna be, which is good for Xander. He has had a hard on since we got in the van."
Buffy tried to stifle a laugh.
Faith shrugged. "I was half sitting on his lap."
Willow still had on the most clothing. "I’m not so worried about the nude part. Oz and I have seen each other nude before." She blushed. "I am more worried about getting sand in bad places!"
The girls noticed the guys, well mainly Xander, were starring at their nude forms beaming in the sun. When they finally reached where the girls had set up, they dropped everything from their heavily laden arms and laid out their things. Only Xander kept on his shorts. Grabbing Faith by the hips, he pulled her against him. "Wanna go for a swim?"
Faith smiled an evil grin. "I think the cold water would do you some good," she rubbed her hips against his to prove her point. Xander blushed and pulled her in the direction of the water.
Oz pulled Willow into an embrace. "How ‘bout you? Feel like taking a dip?"
"Ooh! Skinny dipping!" She turned to Buffy, "You Ok alone Buff?"
"Yeah. Go ahead. I’m gonna work on my tan.
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Back on the sand, a little while later, the five friends laid out, working on their tans. Xander purposely laid on his stomach, still a little uncomfortable with his public nudity. Smiling an evil smile at Oz, Willow whispered, "Help me put on some more sun block?" and sat up followed by her boyfriend. She let out a small moan as Oz massaged the sun screen under her left breast. Seeing this, Xander followed their example. Turning to Faith, he began to knead her abdomen in a place he knew she liked and leaned his head own to put a small sweet kiss on her nipple.
She let out a small moan and opened her eyes. Faith put her hand on his head an reluctantly pushed him away. "Hey now! That’s the one thing that isn’t allowed on the beach…"
"On the beach? That doesn’t mean anything about the water huh?" With an evil laugh, Xander threw Faith over his shoulder and ran to the water. He yelped as she goosed him and he smacked her bottom in return, which was right next to his face.
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Back on the towels, Willow turned to Buffy. "Buffy, do you want some sun tan lotion? I didn’t see you put any on before."
"Nah. I won’t burn. Slayer and all that."
Willow shrugged. "Ok. Well, it’s in my bag if you want it."
"Thanks Wills." Buffy said and turned over. In a little while she dozed off.
* * * * * * * * * *
A couple hours later, shortly before sunset, Xander and Faith returned from another dip.
"Hey B! Wake up!" Faith nudged the blonde slayer.
Buffy groaned not wanting to wake up. She was having an extremely erotic dream about Spike. He was chained to her bed and she was making him beg, tickling him with a feather. "Mmm. Don’t wanna. Having a yummy dream about…never mind."
Faith was interested but made a mental note to ask later.
"Did you put on any sun screen Buff? ‘Cuz your bum is looking nice and rosy, and so is the rest of you." Faith elbowed Xander and he laughed then muttered "ow."
Buffy rolled over.
"Wow, B! So’s your front!" Faith told her, Xander just stood there looking at Buffy’s sun burnt breasts.
The dull pain that comes at the beginning of sunburn started to radiate all over Buffy’s body and she let out a small cry.
Willow went to put her hand on her shoulder but thought better of it. "Well, we should get going anyway Buffy. It’ll take a while to pack up and get to the van and it is almost sundown. The last thing we want is to have to fight vamps in the buff, Buff."
"Well, maybe I’m just hot. I’m going to take a quick dip. I haven’t done that yet." Buffy said.
"Yeah maybe. Don’t worry B. I’ll pack up your stuff while you go in. It’s no fun moving around with an all over sunburn, believe me!"
"Thanks Faith. I’ll be right back guys."
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The ride home was very uncomfortable for Buffy. Everyone else had most of their clothes on, with the exception of Faith. Buffy tried not to move until she had to and she could get some aloe. They dropped her off first, and when they got to her house she didn’t want to move. Faith was naked, Oz was driving and Willow had nodded off in the passenger seat. "Xander, I can’t put on clothes and I don’t want the neighbors telling my mom that I got out of a van stark naked and sunburned. Can you walk with me and cover me with a towel or something?"
"Yeah, sure Buff. Hey, I got your stuff too, don’t worry about it."
When he got her safely to her door and set her bag inside he told her to feel better and that he would see her later. At the door she gave him a light kiss on the cheek and waved goodbye to her friends in the van. He was careful not to hug her and he left.
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Several hours, a cold bath, a bottle of aloe and several doses of pain killers later, Buffy wasn’t feeling any better really. She wanted to go out in the chill night air but she didn’t really want to slay tonight. She knew she would regret it but she was bored out of her skull. She needed to get her mind off the pain. She couldn’t go out stark naked so she reluctantly put on the smallest amount of clothing she thought humanly possible. Carefully she slipped on a soft bikini top and a pair of minimal shorts. Passing a mirror on the way out she stopped for a moment to fix herself. *Thank God my makeup has SPF 15 in it!* she thought. At least her face wasn’t sunburned, it got a little color but not at all burnt.
The cool night air felt *so* good on her skin. In any other town she would have been tempted to sleep outside. Out of habit, Buffy found herself in the Sunnydale Cemetery. She knew Faith was going to patrol tonight but her sunburn was doing the thinking, and it knew the feeling of a cold, marble wall would feel great. She would just have to be careful, she had a stake and cross just in case.
After a few minutes against a familiar mausoleum, she heard a growl not far off. "Shit!"
She was in too much pain to fight. When she had a clear shot from behind, she flung the stake like a dagger. The vampire didn’t know what hit him and he exploded in a cloud of dust. Buffy just groaned at the pain the movement brought on. To her right she heard soft clapping. *Not another one!* she thought to herself. Turning she saw it was just Spike, then she had a flash back to her dream on the beach. She tried to hide her arousal from him. "Whew! It’s just you, Spike."
"Damn Slayer! Luv, you don’t need to stake the vamps. Looking like that, you’ll give ‘em a heart attack! Well, you know what I mean." He put his hands in his duster pocket and pulled it in front of him to hide his hard on. She just blushed, realizing she really wasn’t wearing much.
Buffy enjoyed the time she spent with Spike. The whole ‘mortal enemies’ thing faded when he became one of the Slayerettes and between patrolling together and hanging out, they had become good friends. Neither one ever admitted they secretly had a major case of the lusties for the other but they had shared a few kisses that just kind of happened. Nothing more than that though.
Buffy wanted to jump him, right then and there but her sunburn reminded her that it wasn’t going to happen, when she took a step towards him. She let out a small grunt. The moonlight illuminated her reddened skin and Spike noticed. ‘’Cor pet! What the hell happened to you?"
Buffy sighed and soon regretted it when her bikini top rubbed against her skin. "Faith talked us into going to a nude beach, and I kind of…fell asleep, while the others were doing it in the water. I was kind of the odd one out…"
The image of Buffy lying naked on the beach was too much for Spike. His jeans were starting to become painful against his erection. "You mean that sunburn is, ehem, *all* over?" Spike choke out. Buffy just nodded. "Cor, that has got to be painful!" That earned him a Duh! look from the slayer.
"You should be at home in a cold bath, luv." *Spike don’t think about that* he cursed at himself. "Tell ya what pet…" Spike began to remove his leather duster and favorite red shirt. Buffy felt herself getting wet and she clenched her inner muscles since she couldn’t cross her legs. "I’ll carry you home. My cold skin will feel good against your hot skin. That way you really don’t need to move much and we can get you home quicker." *Anything for my bright princess* he thought to himself.
"Mmm k."
Spike threw his jacket and shirt over one arm and picked Buffy up. She curled up against him and wrapped her arms around his neck. The way her body felt against his and the way she smelled was too much for him. At the rate he was going, he thought he just might come in his pants.
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When they reached Buffy’s house, Spike got out the key the Summer’s kept outside and brought her inside, having been invited in long ago.
He carried her upstairs to her room and set her down. Stripping her bed of all the blankets, pillows and stuffed animals down to the fitted sheet. "Wait here," he told her. Grabbing the fitted sheet, he went into the bathroom. She heard him run the water and saw him start to soak her sheet. Figuring out what he was doing she started to strip carefully. She didn’t care about him seeing her naked, in fact, she wanted him to. When he came out of the bathroom, he nearly dropped the wet material in his hands. Trying not to look, or at least, not be obvious about it, Spike walked over to her bed and put the sheet back on. He turned on the rotating fan near her bed and turned back to her but looked above her. "The wet sheets will feel cool against your skin. Sprits yourself with water every once and a while, the fan blowing against you when you're wet also feels good. I’m gonna, um, go, now."
"No. Stay. Please?"
Spike’s eyes widened and focused on hers.
"Can you lay me down on the bed, Spike, please? I don’t want to scoot any more than I have to."
Spike stared at her dumbly but did as she asked. Laying her on her bed, he was leaning over her, his face barely a few inches from hers. He inhaled a much unneeded breath and held it. It was all he could do to keep from kissing her passionately.
He was about to pull away when the hand on the back of his head tightened it’s grip slightly and pulled him back towards her face. She lifted her head an pressed her lips to his. Spike’s eyes grew wide as she continued to kiss the surprised vampire. He closed his eyes when he realized this was really happening, he wasn’t dreaming. Buffy’s fingers started to stroke the base of his hairline where his hair was the softest. She swept her tongue along his bottom lip, startling him and giving her the perfect opportunity to slip her tongue in his mouth. For several minutes their tongues caressed and dueled with each other. Pulling away from his cool lips she looked into his eyes. "Your skin is the only thing that has soothed my skin tonight. Please stay here with me."
Standing up, Spike nodded to Buffy. She tugged at his jeans to tell him that they would bother her sunburn and as if he read her thoughts, he took them off. Buffy sighed. *God Spike, do you always go commando?*
Spike walked around to the other side of her bed and laid down. Buffy rolled on top of the naked vampire beside her, purposely high on him so as not to lay on his erection. It was more for her sake, afraid of what she might do. She then untucked the sheet and pulled it over them. Spike was in heaven. She was his heaven. He inhaled her sweet scent and wrapped his arms around her.
Buffy lifted her head off his chest and looked at him. "It was my own fault. I was out there for hours without putting on any sunscreen. I just figured ‘I’m the Slayer’. It was dumb. And now I hurt."
Spike rolled them so he was on top of her. "Well pet, let me see if I can do something about that. He began to rain kisses on her face an hen moved to her neck. His kisses were so soft and gentle. His tongue darted out and licked the spot at the base of her neck, between her collar bones. She moaned and at first he thought he had hurt her but when he looked at her face she saw that her eyes were closed and she was smiling. He continued to kiss her scalding body, something he had wanted to do for so long. This might be the only chance he ever would get to do this and her wasn’t going to waste it. He wanted to make passionate love to her but he never imagined that she would ever be with him, that she could ever love him enough to give that much of herself to him.
His kisses made their way down her body and his tongue delved into her belly button. Moving up again slightly to the valley between her breasts. Buffy moaned once more and pulled his head to her breast, hoping he would take he hint. He did and gently pulled her hardened nipple into his mouth, worrying it with his tongue. He was careful to avoid hitting her with his teeth. Letting it go, he gave the same attention to the other breast.
Moving down, he placed butterfly kisses on her abdomen and smiled as he felt the muscles beneath his mouth quiver. Moving down more, he kissed lower and lower until he felt her soft curls against his chin. Realizing how far down he had gone, he stopped. He didn’t need to be this close to her core to smell her arousal. Pride and joy rose within him because he knew he had done this to her. He tried to ignore her sweet scent because he knew he could never taste her sweetness or bury himself deep within her warmth. All he had was right now.
Lifting her leg, he placed a kiss on the inside of her thigh. He continued down, lingering on the back of her knee and the sole of her foot before sucking the tip of her big toe into his mouth. He moved up to give the other leg the same attention but when he placed a kiss on the inside of her leg, his cheek brushed against the sensitized skin of her sex. She silently begged him to take pity on her, she was so wet and ready for him. He didn’t though and when he reached her toes again, he moved up her body again to kiss her sweet lips.
Carefully as she could, Buffy rolled them so she was on top again. He wasn’t going to get it and she needed to let him know how much she wanted him and how badly she needed him. She couldn’t bring herself to tell him how much she loved him though. She couldn’t listen to him telling her that he just didn’t feel the same way about her. Even if it was just for tonight, she wanted to be with him. "Spike, I’m still so hot. On the inside. I’m burning up."
He didn’t quite get her meaning and before he could say anything her mouth was covering his. Buffy was straddling him now and she rubbed her wetness against his rock hard erection. He let out a startled gasp and she took full advantage of his mouth again. Spike grabbed her by her upper arms and made her sit up, wincing as she cried out in pain. She interpreted the look in his eyes as him not wanting her and her face fell. "I…I…I" she stuttered, biting her lip so as not to cry. Spike didn’t know what to do.
He saw the tears in her eyes and it tore at his heart. He reached his hand up and cupped her face, wanting to wipe the tears from her eyes. "Oh God, Buffy don’t cry! Please!" The sound of his voice broke the damn though and tears rolled down her cheeks. "I want you so badly and it feels so good to be lying under you. I shouldn’t have said anything or done anything. I just couldn’t help it, I love the way I feel when your around. I understand why you wouldn’t feel the same or want to be with me. I’m sorry. I’m…I’m sorry."
Spike couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He had heard her say this to him a thousand times in his dreams but he had no idea she felt the same way about him as he felt about her. His face was a perfect picture of shock and what she said hadn’t fully registered in his mind yet. Buffy’s eyes were red and tears were rolling down her face. Spike wanted to kiss each and every tear away. He felt her start to move off of his lap and it woke him up. His hands flew to her hips with a grip that startled her but kept her from moving. She kept her eyes focused on his chest so she didn’t have to look into his eyes.
"Not want you? Cor pet! You think I don’t want to be with you? Hold you in my arms and worship your heavenly body with my lips? Hear you cry out my name in passion an know that I was the one who put that brilliant smile on your face?" Buffy stopped crying and stared at Spike. Before she could say anything, his hands left her hips and pulled her down to him. Her eyes stared into his smiling ones as he covered her mouth with his. Buffy closed her eyes as she melted into his kiss and she brought her hands up to cup his face. "I…I don’t understand." She confessed in a low whisper.
"Let me show you then, luv." Spike smiled and rolled her over. Kissing her softly, he gently massaged her breasts. Buffy arched against his callused hands and scratched her nails lightly down his back before reaching down to grab his muscular bottom. He positioned himself between her open legs. He reluctantly moved one hand from her breast down between them, sliding one finger into her wet center to make sure she was ready for him.
Slowly, Spike inserted one finger inside and her muscles clamped around his digit. Sliding it out he added another finger, stretching her. She moaned as he stretched her nearly virginal passage an arched her hips against his hand. Pulling out of her once again her took his painfully hard erection in his hand, rubbing the head against her opening. He stopped himself and looked into her eyes, looking for any hesitance. "Buffy, are you sure?" he was afraid she might not want to take this all he way. Buffy smiled, "That’s the first time you ever said that, called me by my name." To show him that this was what she wanted, she closed her legs around him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down to her.
"I want to do this slow, luv. I don’t want to hurt you any more than you already are." Buffy loved him even more for his worrying about her. She wanted him inside her. Agonizingly slowly, Spike entered her. *She is so tight* he thought to himself. Burying himself to the hilt in her warmth, Spike growled low in her throat. The sound caused Buffy to shiver and instinctively pull him even closer to her.
He pulled out of her slowly then pushed back in just as slow. Neither one of them thought they could last much longer. Just before they climaxed they each called out the others name at the same time, followed by ‘I love you’. They were both so close but they stopped. Buffy’s skin flushed even more as she realized what she just confided in him, and that he had said it too! Spike looked into her eyes and she nodded, smiling. He swept down, capturing her waiting mouth with his own.
As their tongues dueled, Buffy began to spasm around his cock, crying out his name. The sound of her calling his name threw him over the edge. His body stiffened as his cold seed shot into her hot depths.
Soon, Buffy dosed off. Her day and night had worn her out. Spikes cool skin soothed her sun burnt skin. A few hours before sunrise, Spike slipped out from under her. He didn’t want to wake her but he didn’t want to be a pile of ashes either. Especially with a woman a wonderful as Buffy loving him. He wanted to be with her when she woke up. Taking the discarded blankets off the floor, he covered the windows, protecting him from the sun’s deadly rays. As carefully as he got out, Spike climbed back in the bed and smiled as Buffy wrapped her arms back around him.
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Faith walked up Buffy’s front steps and knocked on the front door. When no one answered, she tried the handle. The door was unlocked and not completely closed. The brunette slayer let herself in and looked around. Scaling the stairs two at a time, Faith called out for her fellow Slayer. "Hey B! I came to check on your toasted…skin." Faith stopped when she saw Buffy and Spike curled up together in. Smiling, she put down the aloe she had brought and locked up on her way out. *'Bout time.* she thought.
Buffy stirred from her sleep and smiled when she realized who was with her. Without even opening her eyes, she snuggled against him and kissed his chest. Spike had woken up a few minutes before her and he was watching her peacefully sleeping next to him. "Morning luv, your skin is looking a little less... painful."
Sitting up a bit Buffy gave him an innocent smile, "Oh, I don't know, I think I might need you to take care of me for a *while*." Spike rolled on top of her and captured her mouth with his.