Falling Under

Chapter 4

It had been two days since he had seen her. Spike hadn't even watched her in cemetary. He was at a loss for words or thoughts. He didn't know what to think about  her glowing bite mark.

The bite mark I made, he thought shaking his head. Stupid Stupid!!! What made me bite the slayer?

But he knew why he did it. She was the slayer, His Buffy. He loved her. What he didn't understand was why his mark was all aglow. He then remembered something.

*You're Mine Buffy*, his voice hot and thick with his lust rang through his mind.

"Oh Bloody hell I claimed the Slayer!!"

*~*

Buffy was going crazy. she hadnt seen spike in days. She needed to see him, needed to feel him.  She stalked up to the door of Spike's crypt and kicked the door down. Spike jumped up from where he was sitting in surprise.

"Damn! Haven't you ever heard of knocking?" Spike exclaimed. 

Buffy stared at Spike, he was shirtless wearing only his black jeans. She didnt seem to hear him, she just felt this intense connection to him. She walked right up to him and pressed her pink lips to his. Rubbing her body seductively against his. Spike groaned low in his throat and started to respond. His hands grabbed the back of her head and held her tighter against his kiss. He kissed her with all his pent up emotion and passion.

She sighed against his mouth, finally feeling normal again.

"God I missed you," Spike breathed against her lips.

A tingle of excitement roamed through her insides as she heard him say that. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he slid his hands to cup her behind. He lifted her effortlessly and wrapped her legs around his waist, all the while never breaking their kiss.He carried her to his bed and laid her down. He kissed his way down her face to her neck. Slowly he tugged her shirt off and laid his cool lips on her heated skin.

Buffy ran her hands through his platinum blond locks as he sucked a rosy nipple into his mouth.

"Oh Spike," Buffy moaned arching her breast against his mouth. His hands trailed down her sides to her hips. He pressed his body against hers. His hardness pulsing against her tiny button.

Buffy moaned again and he repeated his attention to her other breast, while he was pressing their lower halves together. His cold chest was pressed against her hot stomach. She writhed beneath him, wanting to feel more of him. He lifted his mouth from her breast and looked at her with desire hooded eyes. He couldnt resist her look and kissed her passionately.

Buffy was going crazy again. She needed more. She tugged at his jeans trying to pull them down. At the same time Spike was doing the same to her, succeeding in only dragging them down to her knees before he ripped them in half.

"Sorry luv," he said as she gasped when she heard the tearing.

"I'll make it up to you,"he said as he slid his length inside her. His eyes rolled back in his head. He felt as though she was burning him alive. She was tight with her hot liquid center.

And it was the best way to die, he thought as he started to move inside her.

Buffy thought she had died and gone to heaven as Spike moved in and out. Nothing in the world ever felt so good, so right. They both knew this wasn't going to last much longer. They were beyond turned on and almost climaxed the minute their bodies joined.

"I'm going under, Im drowning in you, Im falling forever Buffy," Spike whispered in her ear as he quickened his pace.

She was left gasping and panting for air. She reached for Spike's face and dragged his lips to hers. She kissed him and then guided his mouth to her neck. He looked down at his previous bite and it called to him. Practically begged him to bite her. With a fierce growl he sank his fangs into her neck and drank deep.

She moaned loudly against his shoulder as she came, releasing a new flood of her hot essence. She nipped at his shoulder with her teeth. Spike growled against her neck and climaxed, sending his cold seed deep within her body. He removed his fangs from her neck and kissed the wound, licking the tiny trickle of blood that still seeped.

They didn't stop moving or holding onto one another.

"Want you."

"Want you more."

They both cried out as they came together again.

*~*

(song Raining on Sunday By Keith Urban)

This time when Buffy woke up, Spike's body was curled around hers. She smiled as he purred in her ear. She was so happy, she couldn't believe this man could make her as happy as she was. She pulled his arm from around her waist to her mouth and kissed it. Spike murmured in his sleep and pulled her even tighter against him. Buffy smiled again and closed her eyes. Not wanting to move from the comforting circle of his arms.  She could hear the rain pounding outside. Thunder claps sounded and lightning zig-zagged across the sky. In her mind a voice was singing.

It ticks just like a timex
It never lets up on you
Who said life was easy
The job is never through
It'll run us 'til we're ragged
It'll harden our hearts
And love could use a day of rest
Before we both start falling apart.....

In front of her Spike was looking deep into her green eyes and singing to her. He held her close to him and stroked her face.

Pray that it's raining on Sunday
Stormin' like crazy
We'll hide under the covers all afternoon
Baby whatever comes Monday
Can take care of itself
'Cause we got better things that we could do
When it's raining on Sunday....

Buffy rested her head against his shoulder as he sang. His voice deep and beautiful.

Your love is like religion
A cross in Mexico
And your kiss is like the innocence
Of a prayer nailed to a door
Of surrender is much sweeter
When we both let it go
Let the water wash our bodies clean
And love wash our souls......

Buffy was being twirled. Her body never losing touch with Spike's. She laughed softly as he dipped her.

Pray that it's raining on Sunday
Stormin' like crazy
We'll hide under the covers all afternoon
Baby whatever comes Monday
Can take care of itself
'Cause we got better things that we could do
When its raining on Sunday..........

Buffy smiled in her sleep and snuggled closer to Spike. He clutched at her protectively.

"When its raining on Sunday......Let it rain," Spike sang aloud 
from his sleep.
     

 

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