Pipe Dreams
Working Man Series Part 3
Written by: vamptasticA
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Summary: Buffy loses a ring down the drain; Spike is the young college student doing
plumbing to get through school. Plumbers putty gets a whole new twist!
Disclaimer: The show Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all of it's characters belong to Joss,
Mutant Enemy, & Fox Prod.
Dedication: To Val, Snapkik, Daliah, SarahKat, Sarah Aless, Fauvistfly,
JmcBride, Bonnie, Sophie, Magan aka Charmed Fan, Tista, Limerick Girl, KMS,
WilliamsGirl, Pam and Any others I forgot in my little list of helpful little
idea worker bees this series is for you!!!!
Feedback: Would be wonderful and great and appreciated, vamptasticA@netscape.net
Friday afternoon
4:30pm
"Damn...."
"DAMN...."
"AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaa
DAMMIT!!!" 18-year-old Buffy Summers screeched throwing what used to be a wire
hanger as hard as she could across the kitchen and watching it bounce and
disappear behind the trashcan.
Slumping down into one of the four
breakfast bar chairs with a loud "Hmmph" She all but growled at the kitchen sink
where her ring had just took an unscheduled dive into the drain. But that wasn't
the worst of it, the ring was an heirloom passed down from her great
grandmother, to her grandmother to her mother, and finally to her. If it had
just been one of her day-to-day rings she would have just left it...but no, it
had to be the one that meant something.
"GAAAH!!!" Buffy shrieked
again.
BRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiinggggg
"What?" She barked
picking the phone up after the first ring.
"Oh...sorry mom." She
apologized.
"No, nothing major, I was just trying to get my ring out of
the sink drain." She sighed as she slumped even lower in the
chair.
"Yes.."
"Yes.."
"I did take it off. I set it up on
the soap holder and I guess when I was drying the dishes I accidentally caught
it with the towel."
"With a wire hanger."
"No."
"Where's
the plumbers phone number?" She asked in a defeated groan watching the spending
money her mother had left her before she and Dawn went to see Great Aunt Ruth,
just fly out the window.
"Ok. I got it."
"No. I'll be
fine."
"I'll leave it upstairs before washing from now on believe
me!"
"Yep, love you too. See you next Sunday. Bye."
Buffy hung up
with her mother before dialing the plumber's number that was posted on the side
of the refrigerator.
"Jacks Plumbing." A male voice intoned after a
couple of rings.
* * * *
8:30 pm
Knock Knock Knock
"Finally." Buffy huffed as she walked to
the front door to let in the plumber. "I'm just glad he said I wouldn't have to
pay extra for the late hour," catching the time on the living room
clock.
Swinging open the door Buffy went mute as she got a good first look at
the plumber. *I take back everything I ever said about plumbers being fat,
stinky men with pants that don't fit. *
"You've got a problem I'm
supposed to fix?" The blue eyed, bleach blond, 5'10 hunk of male munchiness said
smiling as he looked down at the petite blond who had opened the door.
"Oh yeah...oh...Oh yes right this way." Buffy stammered her face going
pink with embarrassment. *Good going Buffy maybe next time you can ask if he
needs help with his pipes. "Excuse me but is that wrench in your pocket or are
you just happy to see me?"* This time she giggled out loud.
Walking
behind her Spike raised an eyebrow at the giggle all the while enjoying the view
of her nicely rounded backside in jeans so faded they were almost see
through.
*If only every job was as lovely as this one. * He thought
wistfully, *God I need a woman. *
Rolling his eyes to himself and quickly
rearranging his now solid erection behind her as they walked, Spike put on the
most dazzling smile he possessed when they finally reached their
destination.
"I accidentally knocked my great grandmothers ring down the
drain. I tried to get it out with a hanger but," She shrugged indicating no
luck. "I'm really sorry about you having to come out here at night and all but I
didn't want to accidentally wash it all the way down the drain because I was
having a blond moment this weekend. God my mom would kill me."
"Well,
blond moments not withstanding, I think I can safely keep you from the chopping
block just yet, miss."
"Buffy." She said extending a hand.
"Buffy.
Name's Will or Spike's my nickname, pleased to meet you." He said taking the
proffered hand in his own and gallantly kissing it palm side up.
Chills
ran down Buffys spine as his soft lips met the tender flesh of her inner wrist,
she could have sworn she felt just the slightest hint of a tongue there too. It
didn't really matter though because by the time he looked into her eyes again
the sexual tension was zinging between them like a too tight rubber
band.
Pulling her hand away with a shy smile Buffy took a step back,
"Well, I guess I'll leave you to it." She said ready to flee from the hottie in
the kitchen.
"Stay? Keep me company?" Spike asked not wanting the
gorgeous girl out of his sight for a moment. "Plumbing's is boring even on its
best day."
Watching as he sat his tools that she hadn't even noticed
before down on the countertop, Buffy nodded and walked to the refrigerator.
"Something to drink?" She asked rummaging in the icebox for beverages, "we've
got aaaa...coke, iced tea...yuck I don't even want to know what that is...and
lemonade."
Chuckling Spike answered, "As long as it's not the mystery
drink, whatever you're having."
Looking around the door of the fridge
Buffy grinned her green eyes sparkling and making Spike catch his breathe at the
pure untouched beauty of this girl. "Coke it is."
"So Buffy tell me
about yourself." Spike said catching her totally off guard as he lay on his back
under the kitchen sink fiddling with the pipes. *Mmmmmm....good.
*
"Um...like what?"
"Where do you go to school?"
"I just
started at U.C. Sunnydale last semester. So I'm a sophomore, I'm studying
liberal arts right now but I think I'm going to go into forensic science. My
friends say I have a weird fascination with blood." She said then realizing that
probably wasn't the most flattering thing, "Er..That is I'm really interested in
the whole science of catching killers through evidence that the scientists
find."
*That sounded better. *
"What about you?"
"Me?" Spike
asked as Buffy watched his arms bulge under the tight white t he had on as he
twisted something under the sink. "I'm a senior, same place. I double majored
in English and History. Figured I could be a historian or a writer about
history, I'll probably end up being a librarian somewhere though."
"Wow."
Buffy said as much for the fact that she was impressed as for the fact that his
abdominal muscles had now come into play along with those lickable arms.
"Any boyfriends?" Spike asked trying to sound nonchalant as he paused
with the pipe wrench waiting for her answer.
"Huh?" Buffy asked coming
out of her drooling stupor and wriggling in her seat a bit as the heat she had
felt earlier at seeing him pitched up another notch.
"Boyfriend. Do you
have one?" Spike asked craning his neck to look at the adorable minx sitting
across from him.
"No, no boyfriends. How about you?" Buffy asked not
believing she had just asked what she did. *Go Buffy assertive girl! * She
cheered herself.
Laying his head back down so she couldn't see the huge
grin on his face he answered, "No, no boyfriends but there is this one
guy..."
"Oh." Buffy not even trying to mask the fact that her heart had just
toppled out of her chest and rolled under the refrigerator to reside with the
dust bunnies.
"Just kidding, luv. And no, no girlfriends. You applying
for the job?" He asked teasingly hoping that she couldn't tell how nervous he
was asking.
"Uh...uh...maybe we should date first?" Her brain scrambled
for something to say.
"Well, uh...."Spike paused finally getting the lost
ring from the bit of plastic pipe he had loosened under the sink. "There it is.
Buffy?"
Looking over to where he had his hand extended she smiled in
relief when she saw her mislaid heirloom in his palm.
"Oh..Thank you
Spike." She said as she plucked the item from his hand sharing a smile with the
handsome young plumber before he resumed his place back under the
sink.
"So." He started talking again, "Do you want to go out? Sometime?
With me?"
Buffy's face lit up at the prospect of this brief meeting
turning into something more and she started to say I'd love to when Spike
suddenly started swearing a blue streak.
Sitting up rapidly and pulling
his t-shirt from his body he didn't even notice that Buffys eyes had gotten as
round as pie plates at the first glimpse of his naked torso.
It only took
a minute for her to assess the rapidly spreading burn on his pale flesh for her
to guess that one of the cleaning items under the sink had spilled on
him.
"OH...OH Spike...upstairs...the showers upstairs on the left," Her
voice trailing off as he sprinted past her and up the stairs.
"Great now
we'll never go out." Buffy whined to herself as she heard the shower go on a
minute later. *Oooo naked, wet, man....drool. *
Buffy started up the
stairs to the bathroom to check on Spike. She stopped by the laundry cabinet
next to the room and grabbing a fresh towel, knocked lightly on the door and at
Spike's acknowledgement she stepped into the small room.
"You ok?" She
asked trying very hard to keep her voice from wavering, *it would do know good
to let him know how much you want him now. * She reminded herself before a tiny
voice giggled and pulled the string to the light bulb in her head.
Spike
started talking but Buffy had tuned it out as soon as her mind started taking
over her body's actions.
Tugging her clothes off and leaving them in a
bunch on the floor Buffy asked, "Spike?"
"Yeah luv?"
"Do you need any
help? Getting your back I mean."
*Gulp.*
*Gulp. *
Spikes hard
on which had come back full force as soon as she entered the restroom throbbed
with renewed vigor.
"If...if you don't mind Buffy." He said softly
thinking he would just keep his back to her and then she would never know how
affected he was by her presence.
Taking a deep breath to calm her
quivering limbs she reached out and drew the shower curtain back and stepped
into the shower behind him. At the first tentative touch of her small hand on
his broad naked back Spike inhaled sharply and turned around quickly almost
knocking her over the lip of the tub.
Reaching out to steady her with
both hands Spike couldn't help when those same hands slid down her back and to
her rounded ass so he could pull her flush with his body. Moans poured out of
the couple as lips met and walls were waylaid by the first crusade of unbridled
lust. The hot water of the shower pounding down onto Spike's skin and gently
cresting his broad shoulders to rain softly down onto Buffy as well but neither
noticed. Too caught up in the feel of each other, hands slid and caressed,
kneading and teasing as the virtual strangers focused on the wondrous onslaught
of wet heat and heady kisses.
When Spike's head dropped to Buffys neck
covering it with bites and gentle nibbles then soothing the flesh with his
tongue all the while grinding himself against her, Buffy
swooned.
"Oh...god...so good." She moaned her finger nails dragging
across his slick flesh, scoring it lightly unknowingly marking her territory for
all time.
Feeling his hardness against her belly Buffy moved sensuously
against him as she slid to her knees in front of him. Looking at him in all his
masculine glory she felt a little shiver chase through her when she realized
that soon she would have this magnificent tool buried in her to the hilt. *Guess
he's happy to see me. * She couldn't help but think.
"JESUS." Spike
shouted out as Buffy slid her hot mouth over the head of his penis and lightly
sucked in around it. Closing his eyes and tightly clenching his fists so he
wouldn't ruin the moment with instantly cumming in her mouth, he leaned on one
shoulder against the shower wall.
Buffy inwardly grinned to herself as
she took the length of him into one hand and stroked in a clockwise motion while
taking as much of this monster down her throat as was possible. The heat
between her own thighs begging for relief she slid her other hand down to rub
against her clit, as her inner muscles clenched with want.
The feel of
her soft hands and the suctioning heat of her mouth Spike knew he wasn't going
to last long. Loosening his fists he ran both up and over his face in an attempt
to distract himself before he opened his blue-eyed gaze and looked down at the
girl in front of him.
*Bad idea. * Was all that cut through the haze
before it fizzled away with the rush of oncoming orgasm.
"Oh..Fuck
....I'm going....ahh...to ....god...fuck like that...I'MCUMMING!" He shouted out
before giving his body over entirely to Buffy and her magic mouth, filling her
mouth with his delicious throat yogurt.
As shot after shot of his yummy
cum christened her virgin tongue Buffy was coming to her orgasmic conclusion as
well. Thrusting three fingers into her stretched hole, she spread her kneeing
thighs ever wider trying not to fall over when the strongest shockwave hit her
like a tsunami in spring.
Finally after long minutes Buffy released him
from her mouth. His semi erect cock started to rise again when he looked down
and saw the minute blond girl with her fingers crammed in her shaven pussy and
her eyes half closed as she rode out the last of what appeared to be a whopper
of an orgasm.
As her hands fell limply by her sides Spike turned off the
water, which had begun to cool, and reaching down, gently pulled Buffy up into
his embrace. Tilting her head back with one calloused hand he captured her lips
with his, re-igniting the fires within.
"Mmmm.....Bed?" She asked as
Spike grabbed the towel she had placed earlier on the sink and began to briskly
dry her off.
"Exactly my thoughts." He said huskily his deep blue eyes
sparking with renewed passion as he gazed into her emerald
depths.
Stepping out of the tub Buffy looked over her shoulder to be sure
he was watching her and crooked a finger at him, "This way."
Watching her
lovely behind sway as she walked away, Spike dropped the towel into the laundry
basket and followed like a puppy following a treat offered by its
master.
Once they reached the bedroom Spike stood entranced while looking
at the beauty now splayed out like a Penthouse Pet on the sumptuous double bed.
"Better than any magazine." He said thinking aloud and smiling when he
saw the faint blush steal over her creamy skin.
Kneeling between her
silken thighs, Spike prowled like a big cat in search of prey, sending shivers
of delight through Buffys overheated body when he finally stopped with his body
leaning up onto his arms and his hips nestled nicely between the v of her
legs.
Looking down at her kiss pinkened lips and her beautiful face Spike
spoke. "I don't want this to be a one time thing Buffy." He said softly as he
played with long strands of her hair nervously. "I think that if you agree, we
could have something most people never get to have. I think...No...I know I
could fall in love with you."
Looking back into her eyes now turned
liquid with his words of love, all Buffy could do was nod. Her throat too choked
up to utter even a word.
After a minute of soft touches and smiles Buffy
finally grinned impishly up at him and said, "and to think all I wanted was a
plumber! Now I've got a boyfriend who not only can fix my pipes but he can lay
it as well!" Grinding her sex up into his own she delighted in the pleasure
filled gasp that came from his lips.
"Oh I'll lay some pipe with you
little minx." He said as he shifted his body up and without warning thrust fully
into her aching, soaking quim.
"Uhhh....Spike." She cried out as her eyes
rolled back and her neck arched against the pillows beneath her. "Do it...lay me
hard!"
Spike groaned as he felt her legs come up to wrap around the
backs of his thighs, her toes pointed downwards as she rode his thrusting
cock.
"So tight. So hot. God Buffy." Spike babbled against her ear as he
dropped his bleached head onto the pillow next to her. "You feel so good
baby."
"Oh god yes, fuck me Spike, fuck me." Buffy rasped as his thrusts
sped up and her breath was pushed forcefully from her lungs with each downward
push of his churning hips.
"Buffy, Oh fuck yes, Buffy."
"More,
harder, oh god , deeper. Fuck me deeper..." Buffy screeched as the first wave of
orgasm started to rise within her.
Feeling her body starting to tighten
around his own, Spike kept up the hard fast thrusting motion. Plowing into her
again and again as she suddenly keened against his shoulder, her body being
thrown beyond the squeaking bed, beyond the
stars.
"OHGOD.....SPIKE....."She screamed as another orgasm and then
another rushed over her. Knocking her over and then standing her right up again
only to have another crash into her again.
Unable to hold on any longer
with the scent of sex permeating the air, and the wet slapping sounds of two
bodies seeking out one another, Spike drove into her convulsing body one last
time and howled.
"AaaaaaaHHhh ....Fuck...BUFFY...." His own body quivered
with each and every volley of spunk that coated the insides of her velvet womb
until he was completely spent.
Collapsing onto the pillow Spike tried to
make sure he didn't collapse on Buffy, sure that he would crush her.
"Oh
baby, that was..." Buffys words caressed his ear as she pressed kisses to every
inch of exposed skin she could reach with her soft dreamy kisses, "I've never
felt that good. You make me feel SO good, Spike."
"I've never felt like
that either luv." Spike said the awe in his voice reflecting in his eyes as he
lifted his head and looked into her luminous eyes. "Never." He repeated
reverently with all the passion and stunned emotion in his body.
Pressing
a kiss to his full lips Buffy nodded, "Yes."
Leaning his head into one
hand and crooking an eyebrow at her he asked, "Yes what?"
Buffy giggled ,
"Yes I'll go out with you."
"Kinda late for that don't you think
pet?"
"Oh I don't know, we could always think of this as a new
tradition."
Brushing a strand of hair away from her eyes he returned her
smile his own blue eyes aglow. "And what tradition would that be love?"
"The semi annual traditional pipe laying."
"Um luv, that's not
really what it means, you do know that right? And I'll be damned if it's only
going to be annually." He said nuzzling her neck with his lips, "In
fact..."
Buffy sighed happily as she felt him grow inside of her, who
would have thought that losing her great grandmothers ring down the sink would
have turned out to be the start of something wonderful.
As Spike started
his slow burning seduction of her body, Buffy couldn't help but look through the
window of her room at the stars in the night sky and say a little prayer of
thanks.
THE END - -
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