Buffy lay sprawled across her bed, staring at the ceiling, having a conversation with herself, which wasn't an unusual thing. She talked to herself all the time, the only time she started to worry, was when she answered herself.

"Sexy evil undead fiend... thats what he is... making me all hot for him... making me watch my friends... while he did..." Buffy paused long enough to take a deep breath and rethink what she was going to say. "while WE did those things... his hands on my thigh... up my skirt..." Buffy's breathing became laboured, and her hands moved of their own accord to her thighs. "Whispering those words... calling me pet... l..luv..." Buffy's breath hitched her throat and she felt herself dampen at the memory. She'd never admit it... but she loved it when he called her luv... pet... sweethart... Buffy groaned as the last endearment surged through her head, Spike Calling her sweethart...

Buffy's hand travelled further up her thigh, coming into contact with her warm wet panties, they were practically sopping.

"I can smell you down the hallway luv" Spike said from his leaning place against the door. "You thinkin 'bout me pet? Thinkin about the way I touch you... feel you... the way I feel in you, surrounding you, my scent..." Spike smirked as her finger started to rub her clit through her panties. Still he didn't move closer just closed the door behind him and leaned against it. "Whispering in your ear, my mouth... kissing you, kissing your aching wetness... my tongue... my tongue carressing you... inside you... making you cum in my mouth..." Buffy's hips arched off the bed, and her breathing became erratic, her fingers slipped inside her panties, rubbing her clit more frantically, as her mouth parted on a gasp. Spike moved his own hand down to the fly of his jeans, slowly lowering it, and taking his heavy length in his hand. Firmly stroking from head to base, all the while staring at Buffy writhing on the bed. "Look at me pet..." Buffy raised her head off the bed to stare into Spikes eyes, before her eyes slowly travelled down his hard, cold, body and resting on his equally hard cold cock, that his hand was stroking slowly, "This is what you do to me Buffy... you make me so hot and hard... craving the feel of you, dying to be inside you..." Spike slowly walked towards Buffy, stroking his hard shaft the whole way, "Do you want me Buffy? Do you want me inside you, moving in you... thrusting deep, making you feel...whole?" Spike, finally reaching the bed, looked into Buffy's glassy eyes, leaning down to crush her mouth in a bruising kiss. Buffy responded whole heartedly, wrapping her free hand around the base of his neck and straining to get closer.

"S..spike... I need... want... want you inside me now... " breaking off the kiss, Buffy gasped out. Pressing her wet panties against his rock hard shaft, the coldness steeling through her, making her hotter... wetter. Her hand slipped out of her wetness and began forcibly trying to push down her sodden panties, without much success.

"'ere luv, let me... " Spike growled as he ripped the dripping garment from her body. Before Buffy could even drawn one breath into her heaving chest, Spike thrust deep, seating himself to the hilt. Then stopped. "Tell me... pet... tell me what you want... tell me wot I should do to you..." Buffy arched her hips trying to make Spike move inside of her, but his control held, and he didn't budge an inch. "Tell me..." Spike growled biting her neck with his blunt human teeth.

"I... I want... I want you to... move... to... thrust hard... to call me pet... n luv... and... and sweethart..." Buffy's voice gasped out as Spike began to move within her pliant body, she began talking in faster gasps, to speed up his movements, "I want to feel your cock inside me, filling me, your scent surrounding me, your cold body pressed against mine, quenching this fever raging inside me..." Buffy gasped as Spike thrust all the way in, pounding into with the fury of uncontrolled passion, "Spike I'm gonna... I wanna... oh god Spike make me cum!" Spike stilled for a moment, listening to Buffy scream in his ear, grinning at the fact she was totally oblivious to the other people still in the house.

"Thats right luv..." Spike growled into her ear, nipping at her earlobe, before purring out, "Cum with me slayer... I love the way you squeeze around me... clenching and unclenching the drench of fluid, bathing my cock..." Spike tensed when he felt her muscles become taught around him, "Cum with me slayer... come on..." Spike brutally slammed into her, using his hands to lift her hips to meet his forcful thrusts.

Buffy screamed, "ooooooooooaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh," Her whole body clenched around him, her arms wrapped around his throat, her legs around his waist, her toes curled, and her back arched clear off the bed, her head bent back at an unnatural angle.

Spike couldn't help it, he tried to hold back, but the feeling of Buffy's muscles milking his raging cock, became to much, his own bellow soon followed hers, "Slllllaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr," Spike slammed his cock into her one last time, as his cold dead semen pored into Buffy's unresisting body, holding himself still and waiting for the pleasure to recede, gasping for unneaded air. He began raining kisses on her upturned, sweat slicked face. "Iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou..." Spike mumbled into her hair.

Buffy lightly stroked Spikes back, "you know..." Buffy trailed off when Spike lifted his head and looked at her. "I think I'm finally starting to believe that..."

Buffy and Spike lay cuddled up on Buffy's bed, her skirt hiked up around her hips, his fly undone, and him still between her legs. His face cradled in her shoulder. They both jumped at the loud banging on the door.

"Buffy! Are you okay?" Willow yelled through the door, "We heard you scream...BUFFY!"Willow yelled banging on the door again.

"omgomgomgomg" Buffy mumbled throwing Spike off her and to the floor. "They heard, they heard everything! What are we gonna do?" Buffy jumped up hurriedly pulling her skirt down. Frantically glancing around trying to find a place to hide.

"Pet..." Spike said warningly, growling low in his throat, "They heard everything... they aren't gonna think you've just gone, now are they luv?" Spike raised an eyebrow at her, "Now just tell them you're fine, and I promise to put a pillow over your head the next time..." Spike let the sentence trail off, sliding his eyes hungrily over her body, "and if you do it right now... next time is gonna be in a couple seconds."

"Wills... I'm fine... I just... fell out of bed... sorry if I disturbed you!" Buffy yelled through the door, never taking her eyes off of Spike.

"A...are you sure Buffy, it didn't sound like..." Willow broke off as Buffy yelled once more.

"I'm fine... I'm just gonna get some sleep now Wills, I'll see you in the morning." Buffy leaned against the door and slowly began removing her clothing. First her skirt, sliding it slowly down her hips, then her shirt... unbuttoning it slowly, as his eyes followed her every move, the slow movements of her hands, the carressing of the cotton under her skilled fingers. Till finally, she stood before him in nothing but her purple satin bra. Reaching behind her, she undid the clasp, and let it fall to the floor, waiting for his reaction.

Spike inhaled sharply, staring at her tanned perfection. She was heaven come to earth, and he would willingly burn to achieve it. A vamp could turn to dust, just from being in her arms. He lay back drinking in the sight before him.

Shoulder length honey gold hair brushed her shoulders, rounded shoulders, that flowed into high firmly rounded breasts. Her abdomen was firm and hard, from training... from fighting every night to keep her life, to keep her friends alive. Her bellybutton was deep and indented, looking more like a dimple in the middle of her body, her legs, seemed to go on forever, long and muscular, tanned and slim. All of her was slim, tiny, petite, and yet... her legs seemed impossibly long for someone of such short stature. Spikes eyes travelled back up to her face. Her face, the thing he'd dreamed of for so many nights. Her eyes were a steady azure blue, with flecks of gold... like his own when his demon burst forth, her softly rounded cheeks, stained red from the after effects of making love the first time, her cupids bow mouth, so soft, yet strong and firm... her nose, that flared at the tip, giving a sense of perpetual anger... but he knew better.

strength and beauty the only two things guarenteed to have him following her around like a lovesick fool... not that he'd admit to it...well not again. Never again... "Come 'ere pet," Spike growled at her, and Buffy moved. Slowly walking towards him, as if in a dream. Her slinky movements, making her hips undulate beneath his hot gaze, until finally she stood before the bed.

"You want me?" Buffy whispered silkily, still not touching him. "You want everything that I am? Who I am... slayer and all?" Buffy gazed deeply into his eyes waiting for the answer.

"Luv, I want everything you are... I Love everything you are, you wouldn't be you, without the Slayer, and you wouldn't be soft without the woman." Spikes eyes devoured her tight, trembling body, before his hands came up to clasp her soft hips. "I want all of you, but I'll take anything you'll give me... anything you'll let me have." Spike pulled her unresisting body closer, into his muscular arms. His hand sliding up to the back of her neck, cupping the slender arch, before pulling her close, to press his lips against her own, mumbling against them, "anything you can give me," Finally Spike opened his lips on hers, feeling her tremble in response, pressing her body against his, before, finally, opening her mouth, and kissing him languidly.

This wasn't like the times they'd come together before. There was nothing rough, or violent, in the way they clung together, each softly stroking exposed skin, kissing tenderly, holding on for dear life, as the storm raged inside them. Spikes clothes seemed to melt away under Buffy's carressing touch, piece by piece drifting to the floor.

Spike rolled Buffy onto her back on the soft bed, gazing deeply into her eyes. He gently stroked the hair back from her face, before placing a soft sweet kiss on her mouth, "I love you, and I always will." With his final words he slowly entered her, in one slow stroke, seating himself to the hilt. Spike began peppering butterlfy kisses all over her face, mumbling inchoherently, "I love you, Buffy, I'll never love anyone more, you feel... hot, and warm... everything I'm not, I can't handle not being around you, with you... in you..." Spike continued to pepper her face with kisses, all the while stroking languidly into Buffy's hot wettness. Buffy's mouth reached up, searching for his, and upon finding it, engaging Spike in a battle of tongues. Frantically dueling, fighting for supremecy, darting back and forth, tangling around eachother. Their dueling mouths the only sign of how truly desperate they were for eachother, and still, Spike didn't pick up the pace.

Buffy tangled her hands in Spikes hair, combing her hands through the soft bleached locks, pulling his head closer, before arching her hips up to meet his soft slow thrusts. "S.. spike... I can't... you feel...oooohhhh," Buffy groaned out as her thought pattern disintigrated, as Spike hardened his thrusts, but still kept the slow pace... "I need you... all of you..." Buffy mumbled against his mouth, "Tell me you'll never leave... tell me you'll never leave me." Buffy continued to mumble into his mouth grasping his head in a frantic grip, clutching for dear life, holding onto the one thing, keeping her sane.

"...never... I could never leave you..." Spike growled low, breaking away from the mind numbing kiss, and whispering in her ear, "and I won't let you leave me," Picking up his pace Spike began to drive into her, with all his Vampiric strength, slamming them both into the bed at an alarming rate, gaining spead and strength with each powerful, thrust of his body. "You... won't... want... to... leave... me..." Spike punctuated every word with a quick upward twist of his hips, seeking the hidden spot gaurenteed to bring her off, screaming, around him. "I love you." Spike hissed at her, "You're MINE." Thrusting at a brutal pace, driving the truth into her, "We belong together." Spike ground his mouth down onto Buffy's, pounding furiously, arching his hips with every thrust, before coming to a dead stop, still firmly planted inside her, he slowly pulled out, with the head of his engorged cock just barely inside her entrance, her whole body quivering around him.

"Say it Buffy..." Spike looked deep into her eyes, his arms straining with need, and a suppressed yearning to dominate, "Say it... say you're mine, say you'll never leave, tell me you belong to me, or I won't move another inch." Spikes jaw set as he stared at Buffy, waiting patiently for her answer, waiting for recognition to return to her glazed eyes, comprehension... anything... some sort response, when he got none, he moved slightly in her wet opening. "Say it Buffy." Spike ground out as her hips strained up to pull him deeper. "Tell me the truth..." Spike broke off, as Buffy's eyes opened and met his.

"I...I belong with you... I'm yours..." Buffy broke off, and a small smile flitted across her lips, "and YOU'RE MINE." Buffy locked her legs around Spikes hips, using her heels to bring him slamming down into her, once again seated to the very base of his rock hard shaft. "We belong together, you belong in me, around me... with me..." Buffy gasped as Spike began to move again, rotating his hips to hit every sensitive spot she possessed, "Spike... cum with me... I want us to go together..." Buffy arched her hips up to meet every pounding thrust he made, her arms wrapped tightly around him, her mouth fusing with his. "Cum with me..." She whispered silkily into his ear...

Cum with me... replayed in his mind over and over like a litany, driving him on, he felt it... he felt himself tightening at the pure eroticism in her words, "Buffy..." Spike gasped out, pulling back from her, to stare into her eyes, watching her eyes widen as she bagan to vibrate around his hard cock, "I'm with you pet... lets... go... together..." Spike ground out, between gasping inconsiquential breaths. Feeling her tighten around him again, bringing forth his own shattering climax, and still he stared into her eyes, watching her cum around him.

"A...a...a...a....a...." Buffy panted, finally burrying her face in Spikes shoulder and biting down, to keep herself from screaming. Feeling the corded muscles tense as he felt the bite, and his head flew back.

Spike burried his head in the hollow of her throat, burrying his blunt human teeth, in the tender skin, hidden there, feeling her life force, hearing her heartbeat thundering in his ears, and still he came... his body corded in anguish, and the pleasure to intense. Finally he felt Buffy go limp beneath him, he thrust a few more times, prolong the pleasure, before he realised Buffy wasn't moving.

"Buffy...?" Spike stared down at the closed eyes of his love. "Buffy?" Spike sank his teeth into her shoulder, startling her to conciousness.

"S..spike? What happened...?" Buffy looked totally confused and bewildered. "I passed out..." A big goofy grin spread across her face.

"Yes luv, you did... la petite mort... is what the french call it..." Spike grinned at her, "The little death."

"Well..." Buffy gasped realising Spike was still buried deeply within her. "That would be the third time I've died in this lifetime." Buffy smiled sleepily up at him. Cuddling into his cold hard frame. "Tell me you love me Spike... just one more time..." Buffy asked into his chest.

Spike pulled out of her, laying down beside her before gathering her up close. "I love you Buffy, and it won't be the last time I tell you, I'm gonna tell you every day for the rest of our lives..." Spike shook himself, "hmmm I think I've been hangin with you to long slayer... I'm actin like the poof."

Oddly enough it didn't look like Spike cared who he acted like. He, for the first time... looked content.

The End