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I'll Never Not Need You Chapter 7 “Sorry to interrupt.” Both Buffy and Spike stared at their intruder trying hard not to be mad at the tiny red head who stood clutching the librarian’s counter. “It’s alright Willow,” Buffy said as she smiled trying to get her emotions in check. “Yeah, it’s fine,” Spike replied trying to move away from Buffy and almost tripping over his own feet. He heard Buffy snort and he tried not to blush at his embarrassment. “Thought that was bloody funny huh?” he asked smirking. “Yes I did. Can you blame me? And here I got called a klutz this morning. Explain that.” “Klutz or not you are still the most beautiful woman in my world,” he said as he lowered his mouth to hers. His lips swept over hers gently, teasing her lightly. They pulled back and locked eyes, gazing at one another unabashedly. The world seemed to fall away leaving only them. Buffy and Spike. Just the way it should be. “Um guys?” Willow’s voice cut through their haze. “Oops sorry Will,” Buffy apologized as she reluctantly tore her eyes from Spike. “Buffy? What the hell happened to your face?” Willow gasped as she saw the large black and blue bruise lining the left side of Buffy’s jaw. Willow marched up to them all the while looking at Spike questioningly. Willow knew Spike hadn’t done it but damn it she wanted answers. When neither made a move to say anything Willow put her hands on her face and tried to make herself look angry. “See this? It’s my resolve face. Don’t back away from my resolve face.” “Angel hit me,” Buffy replied simply. “That bastard!” Willow cried, her suspicions confirmed. That guy was a first rate jerk-off. “Will…such language. You kiss your mother with that mouth?” Spike chuckled. Willow gave Buffy a dirty look. “I’m ok Willow. Really. Spike got there before that asshole could do anything more,” Buffy said as she reached for Spike’s hand. Her heart jumped when she noticed he was already reaching for hers. Willow watched as sparks flew between the two and smiled. “Thank you Spike,” she said gratefully as she looked him in the eye, her green eyes filling with gratitude. Spike nodded, a little shocked at the expression on Willow’s face. “No problem Red,” he replied deciding he liked her. Willow smiled at the nickname Spike gave her and knew there was something special about this man. He blushed slightly and looked down at his hand, which was still clasped tightly in Buffy’s. “Wow Spike that’s a beautiful stone,” she commented looking at the sparkling blood red stone set in a band of carved silver. It looked old, almost antique in its setting and markings. Spike twisted their hands around so his ring was more noticeable. “It’s a garnet,” he said simply. “My brother has the same ring.” “It looks like frozen blood,” Buffy stated, her eyes drawn to the stone like a moth to a flame, unable to look away. Spike shifted his hand nervously away from her line of sight. Buffy shook her head, clearing it from the haze she had been in from staring at the stone. Willow blinked and glanced at the pair. Buffy moved in closer to Spike and kissed his cheek. Spike smiled down at her and put his arm around her shoulder. *~* The day passed without any more alone time between the new lovers. Although Buffy wanted nothing more then to grab Spike and throw him into the nearest supply closet and make out for hours. The news about the bruise on Buffy’s face had traveled like wild fire through the school. There were so many rumors on how it happened that Buffy laughed at every single one. One person said that she was involved in a major fight at the mall, fighting over a Victoria’s secret bra. Another said she was mugged. Another said she was held at gunpoint. Buffy didn’t correct them; she just let them think what they wanted to. It really amused her though. Spike was everywhere she turned. Always ready with his arm out for her, a total change from this morning. Buffy sighed. There was no way she was going to let him revert back to the “I’m scared to be with you,” Spike. She was scared too, scared because of what she felt for him in such a short time. She had never felt this way about someone before and it was scaring the hell out of her, but to not be with him frightened her in ways that she wouldn’t even think about. As if reading her thoughts Spike approached her. The bell hadn’t rung yet and Buffy was the only one in the hall besides him. He didn’t say a word just grabbed her around the waist and pulled her close. His lips met hers tenderly. Buffy whimpered against his mouth and threaded her fingers through his soft hair, tugging slightly as she opened her mouth to him. Spike put one hand out and walked them backwards towards the lockers as he pressed her against the cool metal. Her thighs fell apart as he situated himself between them, the most intimate part of his body pressing against hers. Spike broke their kiss as he moved his lips down her chin and to her throat. His kissed his way up her ear, his tongue darting out to lick at the shell. Goosebumps broke out on her skin as he did it again. “Spike,” she whispered as his lips touched hers again sending tingling shocks of electricity flowing through her nerves. “I can’t…get enough…of you…” he panted as he kissed her in between each word. Buffy smiled against his mouth, his words making her heart flutter. He pulled back and pressed their foreheads together, both breathing hard. He stared at her, his cerulean blue eyes full of burning desire…desire for her and for her alone. Buffy shuddered with want and need, she leant forward to press her lips to his. Spike groaned low in his throat as he moved to possess her. Above them the bell rang signally that classes were over for the day. Buffy and Spike broke apart as the hallway started to fill with excited students. They stared at each other as the kids milled around them. People said hi to them but they didn’t answer, they were lost in each other’s gaze, their unfinished business hanging like a cloud of passion over them. Without thinking Spike grabbed her hand and pulled her, running out of the school and into the sunshine. He didn’t stop til he was at his car. He opened her door for her and ran to his side. As soon as she shut her door, the engine roared to life and was off like a shot. Where he was going he had no idea. All he knew was he needed to be with Buffy, the possessiveness of his actions driving him on, pressing him, wanting her to be away from anyone but him.
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