Sorry William

She glanced around the burnt up crypt, the heavy cloying scent of scorched demon, with the underlying scent of burnt up furniture. “I'm not here to…” She glanced towards the bed, laden with ashes and debris. “And I'm not here to bust your chops about your stupid scheme, either. That's just you. I should have remembered.”

“So this is worse then, is it, this is you telling me…” He turned his eyes on her, piercing, blue, eyes she would never forget. No matter how hard she tried.

“It's over.” She hung her head, trying to erase the desperation in his eyes.

”I've memorized this tune, luv. Think I have the sheet music. Doesn't change what you want…” He said, suddenly cocky.

”I know that. I do want you. Being with you ... makes things ... simpler…for a little while…” She exhaled slowly. ~ This is so hard. I didn’t think it would be. ~

“I don't call five hours straight a little while.” He said, his sexy smirk in place. ~ Show no weakness. ~

“I'm using you. I can't love you. I'm just ... being weak, and selfish...” He almost didn’t hear the whispered words.

“Really not complaining here. I know you'll never love me. But you treat me like a man.” He stood stock still. ~ Don’t want to frighten her into running. ~

“I have to be strong about this. I'm sorry ... William.” She turned from him, and started to walk away slowly if only to have a moments pause without his eyes boring into her. She could still feel him, behind her, watching her.

“You keep playing with rules you make up as you like.” The low growl of his voice reverberated in her bones almost turning her legs to jelly. She was surprised and outraged to feel him pressed intimately against her back, one arm around her waist tugging her closer, the other around her shoulders holding her against him.


She struggled to get free. “Let me go!” Indignation colored her voice.

“Easy pet…I know what you want… You know what I am. You've always known. Still you come to me all the same.”

“Don’t…don’t do this…stop it Spike…” Angry and pleading at the same time.

Spike released his grip from around her shoulders, his hand trailing up her denim covered thigh, stopped only when it reached her closed thighs.

He suddenly changed the direction his clever fingers were moving in and popped open the button of her jeans.

“Spike…stop please…”

“Stop me Slayer. The way he said it made it sound like a dirty word.

“Spike…please…”

He could smell the heady scent of her arousal, so thick it was cloying. He pulled her zipper down and released his hold on her to move her jeans down past her hips. “Slayer needs her demon.” The bones in his face shifted, allowing his wrinklies to emerge. He pushed gently against her shoulders. She bent over, her hands grasping at the burnt up blanket on his bed.

Spike pulled his jeans down, freeing his rigid cock. He grasped it in his calloused hand and rubbed it against her slick entrance.

He felt the almost imperceptible shift in her body, her heart speed up and breathing quickened when she realized what he had done, how easily he had made her submit.

“You want me inside you…don’t you Buffy?”

She nodded, pressing back against him. “Tell me who you want to touch you…” She whispered softly into her ear, bringing back those delicious shivers.

“Spike…please…I want…” She held out as long as she could, but it was inevitable. With the tiny kisses and the delicious way his fingers traveled over her body it was only a matter of time before she was his once again.

Spike thrust into her. Hard. And fast, rendering her breathless. His fingers grasping her hips were bruising, still he held on harder, fingers digging into her soft flesh.

She cried out in pleasure and thrust back against him, giving as good as she got. She snaked her arm back around his waist and pulled herself up against him. Her fingers dug into the soft flesh of his ass, her back flush with his front. Her arm moved seemingly of it’s own violation, to the back of his hair, curling around the surprisingly soft curls she found there. She pulled his face into her neck.

He almost lost control. He wanted to, he wanted to just let go, but he couldn't. He wouldn't let himself. He loved her too much.

He growled and pushed her back down, away from him so he couldn't feel her warmpth pressed up against him, couldn't feel her heart beating agianst his chest, her blood begging to be tasted. He thrust hard against her. She thrust back against him, harder. They were bruising each other.

“Like that?” He asked, fingers once again on the move. At Buffy’s nod, he rubbed two fingers against her clit. “Come for me Slayer…Want to feel your muscles move…need to feel you tighten around my cock.”

She could feel him inside her. Thrusting hard. His fingers rubbing deliciously making her feel whole. “Spike…oh I’m coming…” She screamed thrusting back against him, clenching his cock deep inside her quivering folds.

Spike stayed silent as his orgasm approached. He gripped her hips once again as he released inside her, shaking convulsively. He wanted to pull her into his arms and hold her but he knew she wouldn’t allow that. She never had. Not once in all the times he had made love to her.

“Spike?” She wasn’t used to him being silent. It gave her the wiggins. ~ He’s NEVER quiet. Especially when we’re making lo…Uh…having sex. He usually talks all the way through. ~ He was still hard inside her quivering pussy, her convulsions making him ready again.

“I want your mouth on me…”

Buffy nodded. She turned around and got to her knees, not bothering with her jeans. She didn’t look up at him; She just took him in her hand and wrapped her mouth around him.

She could taste herself on him and it was turning her on, msking her wetter. She glanced up at him because she was fully expecting him to run his fingers through her hair and moan her name softly. He always did that when she sucked on him. ALWAYS. She was shocked to see his wrinklies and yellow eyes regarding her carefully, his fists were clenched at his sides, his mouth imapssive and silent.

He had Never shown her his demon this way, not when they were being intimate. She was so shocked she had stopped for a second upon seeing it, until Spike moved his hips, his cock sliding further into her mouth once again.

She continued to suck him, gazing into his eyes. His yellow eyes. She felt his sac tighten as she brushed against it, so she brought her free hand up to cup it gently.

Buffy swallowed his cold seed, surprised that he was still silent. “Spike are you ok?” She asked.

He didn’t reply. Instead he pulled up his jeans and did up the buttons, not even looking at her anymore. He started to walk towards the stairs, but her voice stopped him.

“Don’t do this Spike...” She could feel tears welling up in her eyes and brushed at them impatiently.

“I’m doing nothing more than being the monster you want Slayer. YOU said goodbye to the man.” He turned from her once again and was up the stairs before she could even think of a reply.
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Spike walked to the front door on shaking legs, he wrenched open the door and slammed it behind himself.
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The slamming door startled Buffy. The tears she tried to hold in check ran hotly down her cheeks. ~ He left me. Oh god. What did I do? Why is it upsetting me so much? I'm usually the one who leaves right after we... ~
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“Willy, leave the bloody bottle.” His hand shook as he brought the bottle to his lips and drank deeply. He finished the bottle quickly. He didn’t go back to the crypt. He couldn’t. ~ Can’t believe I treated Buffy like a cheep whore. Bloody bitch deserved it though. ~ He groaned.
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~ I can’t stay here. ~ She thought desperately. The scent of sex heavy in the air. She pulled up her pants and ran from the crypt.
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“So…can you put me up for the night?”

“You don’t even have to ask...come on in…” Clem held the door wide for the distraught vampire. “I heard what happened to your place man…that sucks.”
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Buffy closed her bathroom door behind her she leaned against it and took a few shaky breaths. She walked over to her bed and climbed in, not bothering to get undressed.

Once tucked in she felt it was safe to think about what happened in his crypt. ~ Why did he walk out on me like that? He can’t feel, he doesn't have a soul…so how can he be hurt? I know I saw hurt in his eyes…How is that possible? He doesn’t have a soul. ~ Those thoughts assaulted her all night in her dreams. ~

~*+~*+~*+~*+~

“Can a vampire ever be a good person? Couldn't it happen?” She listened intently for the answer.

”A vampire isn't a person at all. It may have the movements, the, the memories, even the personality of the person that it took over, but i-it's still a demon at the core, there is no halfway.” Giles polished his glasses as he answered.

“So that'd be a no, huh? Then why does he love me? What was he doing? Why was he good to me? It doesn't make sense!”

”You're a Slayer. I think it's obvious what you have to do. Uh, it is a Slayer's duty...I-I know you have feelings for him, but it's not like you're in love with him, right?”

She turned her eyes to the ground. ~ I Can’t. No. I don’t ~

“You're in love with another vampire?! What, are you outta your mind?!”
~+~+~

”You know what happens to vampires who don't get to feed? Living skeletons, mate. Like famine pictures from those dusty countries, only not half as funny.”
~+~+~

“Part of me believes that real love and passion have to go hand in hand with pain and fighting.”
~+~+~

“Aren't they a perfect little us?”

”I don't like him. He's insipid. Clearly human.”

”Oo, red paint. We could smear a little on his mouth - blood of the innocent…” She said suggestivey wiggling on his lap.

”That's my girl...” He leaned in to kiss her.
~+~+~+~

“It's real, and there's nothing either one of us can do about it. Like it or not, I'm in your life, you can't just shut me out. I know you'll never love me. I know that I'm a monster. But you treat me like a man, and that's more than I could ever ask for.
~+~+~

“Whisper in a dead man's ear,
It doesn't make it real.
That's great.
But I don't wanna play.
'Cause being with you touches me
More than I can say.
But since I'm only dead to you
I'm saying stay away And let me rest in peace There's a traitor here beneath my breast
And it hurts me more than you've ever guessed
If my heart could beat, it would break my chest
But I can see you're unimpressed
So leave me be.”
~*+~*+~*+~*+~

Buffy Awoke with a start, trembling.
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TBC…If you like it.

Chapter 2:

Buffy Awoke with a start, trembling.
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“So what are you gonna do Buddy?” Clem asked. He was really worried about Spike. He hadn’t seen him this distraught before.

Spike just smiled sadly as he raked his fingers through his hair. “All she sees is the monster. That’s all she’ll ever see. T’s what she wants so it’s what she’s gonna get. I just hope it makes her happy.”
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“So?” Willow pounced as soon as she returned to the table. She practically forced Buffy to dance with some guy who came up to their table and asked her.

“So?”

“Well are you gonna…” She wiggled her eyebrows.

“No. No sparkage…he’s not…I mean he’s nice and everything but he…He’s not…”

“It’s ok. I get it…” Willow pulled Buffy in for a hug. “I’m sorry…I just want you to be happy…as happy as I am with Tara, and Xander is with Anya.”

“I know.” Buffy said softly.
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“I’ll be back in a minute…I saw a friend I need to say hi to…” Dawn squealed jumping from her chair. She made her way over to the bleached blonde playing pool.

“Hey Niblet.” Spike had his back to her and didn’t even glance up from his shot. He could smell her.

“Hey Spike.” She sat on one of the stools beside the pool table and waited for him to finish his game.
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“Where’s Dawn?” Buffy asked. She had just returned from the bathroom.

“She’s over by the pool table talking to Spike.” Willow said nodding her head in that direction.

Buffy glanced over and saw how happy he looked talking to Dawn. She walked over in that direction.
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“Hey.” She walked up to the pair and smiled.

Spike glanced at her, eyes flashing yellow and turned his back on her. He let out a low warning growl.

Dawn glanced from one of them to the other. ~ What the hell is going on? ~

“See ya bit.” He walked out of the bronze, not looking back. Not inhaling her scent. Not acknowledging her presence.

“What’s up with him? Have you been on his case again?” Dawn pouted. She was having a nice conversation with Spike and Buffy had to come over and ruin it.

“I don’t know…but I am gonna find out.” She followed the blonde vampire from the club. She was determined to have it out with him.
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~ Too bloody hard. Too hard. I just wanted to grab her and pull her close, whisper into her ear how much I loved her ~

She watched him walking. He walked slowly, eyes on the ground, hands thrust into his pockets. “Spike…Spike wait up…” She ran after him and caught up quickly.

He turned to face her, demon features in place. “What do you want Slayer? It was a soft growl; she felt it in the marrow of her bones, sending a shiver through her body.

“Why are you running away from me?” She asked.

“What do you want me to stick around for? And I wasn’t running, I was walking.” He took a step closer to her, forcing her back a step. “You want something from me?” He grabbed her hand and pulled it towards his already hard cock. ~ Want you so much I’m hard any time you are around. ~

“No…Spike I don’t want…I want to talk to you…” She was pleading, begging him to give in.

“Sorry slayer, us monsters don’t talk... we do…” He cocked his fist and punched her. It was soft, wasn’t meant to hurt, just to get her defenses up. “Is that what you want?” He grabbed her quickly and pulled her close to him, crushing her body against him. Devouring her lips in a bruising kiss “Or is that what you want?” He asked conversationally. He pulled back from her and pushed her roughly away.

“What’s your problem? Why are you being like this?”

“Just being me Slayer, a soulless evil monster.” His infuriating smirk was back. She wanted to slap it off his face. She took a calming breath before she spoke.

“Spike…I’m sorry…”

“No. No, you don’t get to be sorry you get what you want, what you’ve always wanted from me.” He said suggestively, his hand trailing slowly down his stomach and coming to rest on his denim covered crotch. Buffy couldn’t help it, her eyes were drawn to the obvious bulge.

“I don’t just want that…”

“Well isn’t that too bad. You made your bed Slayer. Now you need to sleep in it.” He turned and walked away.

Buffy watched him go. She had no choice but to let him. She waited until he was out of sight before returning to her friends and Dawn inside the club. She didn’t notice till later, while on patrol that he had been in vamp face for their whole conversation, even when he kissed her. AND SHE LET HIM.
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“Did you get it worked out?” Dawn asked hopefully.

“No. He’s mad at me, not you.”

“What did you do to make him mad? He loves you Buffy…”

“It’s complicated…it’s really complicated.” She sighed in frustration. “I need to go patrol.” She was angry and needed to take it out on something.
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Spike grinned. He tucked the papers into his leather duster and nodded his thanks. “You don’t know how much this helps mate.”

“Anything for you Spike…you’ve saved my life countless times. You need anything else you just let me know.”

“Now that you mention it…there is one other thing…” He leaned in and whispered conspiratorially to the H’Shank demon. He was a cute pink spongy, friendly demon.

When Spike was finished getting what he needed he headed for his nightly patrol.
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Spike stayed away from Buffy. He knew her routine; he knew how to be elusive. It wasn’t till a week later that she got to see her bleached blonde leather clad vampire.
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Buffy stopped at his crypt, trying unsuccessfully to find him. She found someone else had moved in. She stormed into the crypt as usual, flinging open the door and walking over the threshold.

“Uh…hello?”

“What are you doing here?” She snapped.

“I live here…what are YOU doing here?” She stared uncomprehendingly at the pink tinged spongy demon. “Hey…wait are you the Slayer?”

“I was just looking for…”

“Spike. I know. He moved out, said you stopped by sometimes…”

“Where did he go?” She asked.

“He didn’t say…” He smiled a friendly smile. “But if you’re looking for him…you might try Willy’s…he goes there sometimes.”

Buffy nodded. “Thanks.”
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“Spike? What are you doing lurking out here?” Dawn was being flippant. She was still upset with the way Spike walked out on her a week ago.

“Came to ask a certain girl I know out to dinner.” He smiled softly.

“Buffy’s not home.” She rolled her eyes and started past him, towards the house.

“Wasn’t talking about the Slayer, I was talking about you.”

“Oh. Why do you want to take me out to dinner?” She questioned. “It’s not like you care…”

Spike stepped in front of her, inches from her face blocking her path to the house. “I do care Bit. More than you’ll ever know. Just couldn’t be around…Her…I’m sorry I left like that.”

“What’s up with you two?”

“Just leave it bit. I’ll take you to dinner and on the way back we can stop at my new place. Real posh it is.”

Dawn glanced at him. She saw how worried he was that she wouldn’t accept. She quickly agreed. “I just have to change…Buffy won’t be home for a couple hours yet…so…where are we going?”

“Thought I’d take you to the new restaurant that opened. It’s very elegant.”
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“Where is he?” She was getting angry. She was tired of the runaround. Willy had been stalling for a few minutes, and if Buffy knew anything it was that Willy always stalled when he had info he didn’t want to spill.

“He didn’t want me to tell you anything…He threatened to hurt me.”

“You tell or I beat it out of you, and trust me I can hit ALOT harder than Spike.”

“Okay okay…He was in here last night, said something about having a date tonight…said he might stop by later.”

Buffy’s eyes narrowed at the weasel in front of her. “What else did he say?”

“Nothing. Nothing I swear…” Willy said holding up his hands and backing up a few steps.

“How bout if I just wait around then? Gimme a bottle of…something…an unopened bottle…and I’ll wait.”

Willy handed her a bottle of some brownish liquid. She checked the seal. It hadn’t been tampered with. ~ Jack Daniels. Shot’s it is. ~ She scowled at two vampires taking up the booth in the back. They quickly scampered off, leaving her alone in the darkened corner.

Buffy sat herself comfortably. She screwed the top off and took a swig. She swallowed and involuntarily convulsed. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth as she almost gagged. “Uucccchh” Buffy sat back, tensed until the warmth of the liquid settled in the pit of her stomach.
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Spike pulled out Dawn’s chair. He waited for her to sit and pushed it in gently. “Would you like to start with appetizers? Or desert?” Spike grinned.

“Desert of course.” Dawn giggled.

They ate desert in silence, just happy sitting together. After the waiter took their dinner order and left the table Dawn Spoke. “I don’t know what’s going on with you and-“

Spike held up his hand and cut her off. “Listen Bit…we are here to enjoy ourselves. I don’t want to talk about the Slayer at all. Ok?”

“But…I”

“No. No buts. None.” He smiled to soften his harsh words.
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Buffy’s mood was darkening the longer she sat. She was thoroughly cranky and in the mood to fight. The music that was playing on the jukebox was fraying her nerves. It was screechy and obnoxious.

Buffy glared at anyone who came near her table and after the first hour no one dared go near her. Everyone could almost see the anger floating around her like a dark cloud.
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“Spike…can I just ask you one thing?” Dawn was hanging on to his leather-clad arm, walking slowly beside him enjoying the night air.

He nodded, but kept walking.

“Why are you calling her Slayer now? You haven’t done that in a long time…”

Spike sighed. “Can’t leave it alone can you?”

“I was just curious…I promise I won’t bug you about it anymore…you don’t have to answer if you don’t want to I just…”

“She only sees the monster inside me…Its easier for me to only see the Slayer if that’s the only way I acknowledge her.”

Spike pulled her up the sidewalk to a huge house. He was grinning and digging in his pocket. He pulled out a key ring. It held one key and one key chain. Dawn grabbed the keys from him. She giggled when she got a good look at the key chain.

“What’s so bloody funny?” He growled snatching the keys back and opening the door.

“You are Spike. God FUNSHINE Care Bear? You’re seriously demented.” He could tell by the grin on her face she was teasing.

“Yeah Bit…Living dangerously I am. I keep sunshine in my pocket.” He snickered. That got Dawn going again, and sent them both into a fit of giggles that left Dawn gasping for air.

“Stop…god stop I can’t breathe…” Dawn got herself under control and hugged Spike. “Thanks for taking me out tonight…I had a really good time. Now hurry up and show me your house…this is your house right?”

“Yeah. I am now a homeowner.” Spike said proudly.

“We better hurry…Buffy will be home in about an hour…I mean the slayer…” She said softly.

“Come on…I’ll give you the grand tour…”
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Buffy stood up to remove her jacket and ended up right back on the bench. “Damn it…hold still…” She glared at the leather incasing her arms. She struggled with the leather, almost ripping one arm off, thankfully Willy came to her rescue and helped her with the offending garment.

He placed it on the bench beside her while swapping her three quarters full bottle for a now empty one. Knowing she was too sloshed to make it to the bar to get another one. Also knowing by the time she did Spike would be here.

Buffy leaned back against the bench. Sighing happily at her newfound freedom. She didn’t feel as restricted now. She stretched gracefully, urging her shoulders to loosen. She sighed happily when she felt herself relax. She leaned forward and reached for the bottle.
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Spike glanced at the phone as if it were a snake ready to pounce.

“Are you gonna answer that?”

“Oh. Right.” He walked over and picked up the receiver, he brought it to his ear. “Yeah?”

“Hey Spike…I know you had a date tonight and everything but…could you do me a favor?”

“What’s that then?”

“The Slayer is here…she’s pretty trashed and she…”

“I’ll be right there. You let her leave you’re a deadman.”

Dawn shivered at Spike’s words.

“Gotta go Bit.” Spike grabbed her by the hand and pulled her out the door. He slammed it behind himself, not bothering to lock it.

He got her home safely and made his way over to Willy’s. In record time.
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She tilted it back and put it to her lips. ~ No Jack? ~ A pout formed on her lips. She leaned forward peering inside the apparently empty bottle. Blinking she brought it to her lips once more, this time she tilted it all the way upside down. One tiny drop landed on her tongue. ~ Damn it where did Jack go? ~
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Spike stalked into Willy’s like he owned the place. He glanced in the direction she was sitting in. Smiling he watched her trying to get a drink from the empty bottle. He had ot use his vampire senses, She was sitting in the semi-darkened corner.

He nodded at Willy motioning for a beer. He smirked and walked over to the jukebox. He put in some change and typed in his selection.
~ That’s all it’s gonna take to get her out of here. ~ He stalked over to where she was. Inhaling her scent with every step. Oh how he’d missed her.

When the music started she glanced up. ~ Yeah just the kind of music he likes. ~ She found herself caught in his intense gaze. She was so out of it her vamp sense didn’t even tell her he was here. She hadn’t seen his piercing blue eyes in a great long while, she hadn’t watched him stalk towards her in even longer than that. Buffy whimpered.

Spike’s eyes changed from Blue to Yellow. His fangs descended and his wrinklies emerged. He took a seat across from the shocked Slayer and sent her a cocky grin. Then the lyric’s started.

Your cruel deep eyes
Your blood like ice
One look could kill
My pain your thrill

Willy stopped at the table and Spike grabbed the beer from him. He didn’t once take his eyes off Buffy. She instantly sobered when the last line was sung. She glared hard at Spike.

I wanna love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much (too much)
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains

Spike leaned forward and captured her hand in his and kissed the back of her hand gently.

Your mouth so hot
Your web I'm caught
Your skin so wet
Black lace on sweat

I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (and pins)
I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't wanna touch you, but you're under my skin (deep in)
I wanna kiss you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains

Poison

“I missed you Slayer. Want to get out of here?”


I wanna love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much (too much)
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains

She could feel her body responding to his words.
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TBC…
 

Chapter 3:

She could feel her body responding to his words.
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“When we get close I’m going to blindfold and carry you the rest of the way. Don’t want you seeing where the new place is just yet.”

“Why not?” The pout in her voice was precious, Spike wanted to pick her up and carry her from there, but he held himself in check. Sometimes a little self-restraint was necessary to get what you really wanted.

“Cause I don’t want to end up a big pile o’ dust whenever you get tired of this.” He said gesturing to them both. He smirked in her direction. “Okay now Slayer, it’s time to make your choice. Either I get my way or I’ll walk you home.”

Buffy stood there on the sidewalk looking at him uncertainly. He gazed back with yellow eyes.

Spike noticed her anxiety and moved closer. He smiled in satisfaction when he heard her heart speed up and her blood rush a little faster. He wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her up against him. “I want you. Want to be inside you…” He whispered before capturing her lips in a slow sensual kiss, a kiss filled with heat and longing. He was very careful not to let his fangs cut her lips or tongue. It left her breathless.

When Spike pulled back from the kiss he looked into her eyes and saw how hungry she was. For him. He smiled inwardly.

“Okay. You can do it…” She whispered. When he touched her she lost all of her inhibitions, all she wanted was to let him have his way with her, feel the way only he could make her feel. Only he could make her tingle so deliciously.

Spike turned her around, pulling a blindfold out of his pocket with one hand and using the other to guide her. He pressed his hardness into her ass while tying the sheath of black velvet across her eyes. She shivered under his touch and unconsciously rubbed her ass back into him.

“Ok Slayer. Ready.” He lifted her over his shoulder, her head and upper body hanging over his back. She braced herself by holding on to his waist. Upside-down. She surprised him by offering no protest.

Spike carried her the rest of the way back to his new house, but instead of going in the front door he went around back. He held tightly against his shoulder as he walked down a flight of stairs and into the basement. ~ Good thing I have a second entrance. She’s gonna be so surprised when she sees what I’ve done. ~ He grinned to himself.
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Buffy felt him putting her down. She was on a hard surface. And backed up a few paces watching her. It felt like stone. Like the sarcophagus Spike had in the top level of his crypt. “Are you gonna take this off me now?” She asked indicating the blindfold.

~ Why doesn’t she just take it off herself? ~ Spike looked at her thoughtfully. ~ Maybe she wants it on. ~

“Are you still there?” Her hands were reaching for the material covering her eyes.

“I’m here…don’t do that. I want you to keep it on…for a little while.” His hands grabbed a hold of hers and he brought them up around his neck. She tilted her head back slightly opened her mouth a fraction. Her pink tongue darting out to wet her suddenly dry lips.

He leaned forward, his arms came up outside of hers and he cupped her face in his hands, kissing her softly. Tasting, teasing. He pushed himself forward between her legs and pulled her to the edge of whatever it was she was sitting on. She could feel his hardness pressed up against her and she tried to rub against him.

He pulled back and ran his fingers down over her shoulders; removing her hands from around his neck he brought them down to her sides. His fingertips grazed her nipples slightly through the thin material of her shirt. He could feel them pucker under his clever touches. He undid the buttons of her shirt slowly, torturously slow.

He pulled the material down over her shoulders and removed her bra with the same slow deliberation. He pushed her back gently so she lay on her back, from the knees down to her feet dangling over the edge. Her head came to rest on the hard surface and she felt him tugging impatiently at her jeans.

She reached down to help him, lifting her hips so he could pull them and her panties completely off. Once her got them off and tossed on the floor, he kissed and nipped at the soft flesh of her inner thigh, causing her legs to spread wider.

She heard him inhale. He groaned. She knew he could smell her arousal and that turned her on more than it should have. She felt his hands grasp her by the hips and tilt her pelvis slightly to give him better access. She gasped in delight as she felt his tongue lick slowly from her anus to her clit. His mouth stopped on her sensitive nub, and he sucked it into his mouth. She lost control of her body and convulsed under his skillful tongue.

“Oh…Spike…I want you inside me…Please.” The last word was a whimper of need.

~ Bloody Hell Buffy. You taste so bloody sweet. I love you so much. Love you. Need you baby. ~ He let the demon retreat and glanced up at her face, eyes till covered in black velvet.

He slowly inserted two fingers, reaching up inside her. He knew what he was looking for, having made her scream countless times before. He took her swollen clit into his mouth again and sucked gently. His blue eyes full of love and worship as he watched her writhe beneath him. It gave him immense satisfaction to know there was no one who could make her feel the things he could.

Buffy screamed and raised her hips slightly. Spike took that as an invitation and slowly inserted two fingers into her other hole. She rocked her hips against him, her fingers finding their way into his hair. He continued pumping his fingers in and out of both holes, adding another into her pussy.

Buffy bucked wildly as orgasm approached. “Spike…oh god…I’m coming…”

Spike felt hot delicious liquid erupt from her pussy, drenching his face and hands. Pulling his fingers slowly from her still quivering folds he grabbed a towel he had set nearby and wiped his face.

Buffy bucked against him as she felt him enter her. Stretching her pussy with his girth. The zipper of his jeans digging into her flesh. He reached down and rubbed her clit in slow lazy circles.

“Gonna make you come again Slayer…” He growled softly reaching for her breasts. He brushed his thumbs across her nipples, causing her to moan.

“Kiss me…” She opened her mouth slightly, tongue darting out to wet her lips. He leaned forward crushing her with his weight. Buffy was grinding against him, writhing, warm flesh, heart-beating erratically, He knew she was close again.

His lips trailed over her jaw and down onto her neck, He nibbled gently with his fangs, being careful not to break the skin and causing her to come, silky walls clenching around him she wrapped her arms and legs around him and held tight. She wasn’t ready for him to pull away yet.

He knew exactly what to do with her, what made her scream, what made her come. Buffy was floating on a cloud of ecstasy.

Spike turned away from her neck. His demon wanted to bad to taste her, claim her make her his. And she was offering no resistance. But he couldn’t. The man in him wouldn’t allow it.

Buffy turned her face into his neck and bit him, gently at first. Then with increasing pressure. The sensation was unbelievable. He came with a roar buried deep inside her quivering wetness.

~ Love you so much Buffy. ~ He started to pull away, emotion threatening to overwhelm him, but she held on tight. “No. Don’t go anywhere…” She whispered against his ear.

Spike pulled his head back slightly. He wanted nothing more than to lose himself in her embrace. He closed his eyes and rocked his hips gently against her. “Want to come again? Is that it Slayer?” He growled softly.

“No…I just don't want to let go yet…Oh god…” She lost her train of thought as he pulled her up off of the surface and into his arms. He grabbed her ass and carried her a little ways. Suddenly he pushed her up against a wall, thrusting deeply.

“God Spike…”

“Gonna make you come again Slayer…”

Buffy wrapped her legs around his waist, clenching her silky wet pussy around his cock. Spike removed her legs from around him and put her gently on the floor. He turned her around and pushed her slightly forward. Buffy grasped the blanket she found under her hands and rocked back against him as he swiftly entered her.

Spike pulled the blindfold off. Buffy gasped in shock. She saw herself in a mirror at the head of the bed. Except for the sarcophagus he had just fucked and eaten her on everything else in the room looked exactly like the Crypt. Down to the candles and torches.

Spike was watching her in the mirror, blue eyes boring invisibly into her hazel depths. Watched the shock play over her features. He reached around and found her clit. He rubbed it gently, prolonging her pleasure.

Buffy arched back into him, squeezing with her muscles and sending them both over the edge. He let loose inside her, still and silent he watched her. She waited unmoving, content to have him sheathed inside her.

Spike pulled out and slapped her gently on the ass. She smiled into the mirror at him. Spike caught the smile and turned away quickly so she wouldn’t catch his answering smile.

He picked up her clothing; it was strewn about the room. She turned and watched him carefully. By the time he returned to her side his monster mask was back in place. He looked at her with hungry eyes and growled softly.

Buffy felt it reverberate through her body. “Get Dressed.” He said gruffly turning from her. ~ I’m sorry Buffy. ~ He didn’t want her to see the tears forming in his eyes. He tucked himself back into his pants and did them up.

“How did you get it back like this? I thought someone else was living at your place now?”

“This is a new place…yeah, a friend of mine is living there now.”

“Oh. Hey, I heard you had a date tonight.” She tried to keep the jealousy out of her voice. She really tried. But it was there. Making her feel weak and needy.

“Yeah. I did. You ruined it though getting smashed a Willy’s. What the bloody hell were you doing there? And will you get dressed?” He walked over and helped her pull the shirt over her arms. He buttoned it quickly, and turned away from her again.

“How did you know I was there?”

“Willy called me.”

“You got a cell?”

“No, I was here.” Spike glanced at her, taking in her hurt expression. He turned his back to her. He couldn’t let her see how much her hurt was affecting him. ~ With your little sis. Don’t you understand there could never be anyone else for me Buffy? You’re all there is, all I want, desire, and dream about. ~ But he wasn’t about to tell her that. Not yet.

Buffy felt nauseous at the thought he had brought someone else here, where he made love to her. “We need to talk…” She said pulling her jeans up her tanned legs.

“About what?” He whirled around glaring at her. “I think we’ve said all that needs saying.” He glanced at her. ~ Beautiful. Gorgeous. Love you so much. ~

“No. We need to talk about us…”

“There is no us slayer. You made that quite clear. Let’s go…I’ll take you home.” He reached for the blindfold and had it in place within seconds. She didn’t resist. She sighed unhappily. Tears spilled from her closed eyes, quickly soaked up by the cloth now covering them.

~ She was jealous. ~ His heart sang as he lifted her over his shoulder once again. He was quite contented by that. ~ Stick to the plan. Too much too fast and she’ll bolt like a scared rabbit. ~ He could smell her tears being soaked up by the velvet covering her eyes.
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“See ya Slayer.” Spike had set her down on the porch of her house.

“Spike…wait…don’t I get a kiss goodbye? I mean…we just had mind-blowing sex and you’re just gonna walk away?”

“So? We had sex. T’s not like there are any feelings involved yeah? T’s just shaggin.” He turned and walked away without looking back, silent tears falling down his face. It broke his heart to treat her this way, but she needed to see the difference between the man and the demon on her own. He was just showing her the demon first, that way maybe she could accept the man. Cause it couldn’t go on like this forever.

Buffy felt like she had been punched in the gut. Never in her life had she felt like this. She lost the ability to breathe. She fell to the ground with a resounding thud. She had passed out and didn’t notice the arms wrap around her, didn’t feel herself moving. Wasn’t aware in the slightest Spike had heard her fall and came to her rescue.

He carried her into the house and placed her gently on the bed. He went and woke up Dawn, told her Buffy had passed out and asked if she could take care of it.

“And Bit? Don’t tell the Slayer it was me who brought her in ok?”
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TBC…?

 

Chapter 4:

“And Bit? Don’t tell the Slayer it was me who brought her in ok?”
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She awoke to something cool being pressed against her forehead. She opened her eyes and saw Dawn. She was wiping Buffy’s head with a cool cloth. “What happened?”

“You passed out…” Dawn spoke softly.

“Outside? Oh god…” Buffy closed her eyes remembering his hurtful words. ~ Why does it hurt so much? I thought I didn’t care, but if it hurts I must. Right? ~

“Earth to Buffy? What were you doing out there?” Dawn had called her name twice.

“I was…Spike was walking me home.”

Dawn stayed with Buffy for a little while, talking and noticed how upset she seemed. She waited until Buffy started to doze before she left the room, headed straight for the phone.
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“I can’t believe you didn’t tell her your date was with me!” Dawn twisted the phone cord around her finger.

“She was jealous Bit. I couldn’t tell her. I wanted her to be jealous. Why do you think I had Willy tell her I was on a date? And I had to give him my number so he could call me yeah?”

“She’s still upset. She said you had some Bimbo at you’re crypt.”

“She called it my crypt?”

“Yeah. She knows it’s in a basement somewhere but that’s it.”

“So you’re not going to tell on me?”

“God no. It’s about bloody time she showed some feelings towards you.”

“Language bit. I don’t want the Slayer to think I’m a bad influence on you.”
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Buffy tried not to stare. She tried not to even look in that direction, but her eyes kept wandering back in towards the pool tables where Spike and Dawn were playing and talking. Sighing she glanced towards the dance floor where her friends were slow dancing with their girlfriends.

She listened to the new song starting and it brought tears to her eyes.

How can I just let you walk away,
just let you leave without a trace
When I stand here taking every breath with you, ohoo
You're the only one who really knew me at all

How can you just walk away from me,
When all I can do is watch you leave
'Cos we've shared the laughter and the pain,
and even shared the tears
You're the only one who really knew me at all

She felt the tears sliding down her cheeks; she felt the pain of having him walk away all over again. He was the only one who really knew her. He knew her better than she knew herself.

So take a look at me now,
'cos there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me,
Just the memory of your face
Take a look at me now,
'cos there's just an empty space
And you coming back to me is against the odds
and that's what I've got to face

Buffy’s face crumpled. OH MY GOD! I know why it hurts so much. I’m in love with him. Buffy let her tears fall silently, mourning the way she had treated him. She sat and tried to compose herself and the song played on.

I wish I could just make you turn around,
turn around and see me cry
There's so much I need to say to you,
so many reasons why
You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now,
'cos there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face
Take a look at me now,
'cos there's just an empty space
But to wait for you, is all I can do
and that's what I've got to face
Take a good look at me now,
'cos I'll still be standing here
And you coming back to me is against all odds
Its the chance I've got to take, oh, oho

Just take a look at me now

She realized he was going to keep treating her this way. Not specifically to hurt her, but so he didn’t hurt anymore. If she got hurt in the process…

“What’s wrong?” Willow noticed instantly that she was upset. The rest of the gang followed behind Willow and were looking at her questioningly.

Buffy closed her eyes and sighed. “I’m not ready to talk about it yet. I need time…”

“Ok Buffster. Anything you need. You know we’re here for you.” Xander hugged her tightly.

“I know. Thanks guys. I need to go patrol…Will can you make sure Dawn gets home safe?”

Willow nodded and hugged Buffy quickly. “If you need to talk…or anything…”

Buffy tightened her grip on willow. “Thanks. I know. It means a lot.”

Tears were starting to form again so she made her way out of the club.
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Spike watched her leave. ~ I can’t do this anymore. I can’t watch her cry and pretend it doesn’t hurt me. ~ He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.
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She was in the first cemetery of the night when she spotted a fledgling digging his way free. She stood and watched until he was completely out of his grave, tapping her boot impatiently.

He got himself free and snarled, turning towards her. Buffy crouched a little getting ready for a fight.

His foot caught on something and he tripped, landing on a branch that was sticking up from the ground dusting itself. “Oh come on! At least give me a little bit of a challenge!” She said. The frustration was obvious. ~ I didn’t even get to hit him once! ~

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Spike followed her sent. He stayed far enough away so she didn’t know he was there. All he could think of was Buffy. How she felt in his arms, how she fit perfectly against him. She was light and he was dark, she was soft and he was hard. She was everything.
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Buffy felt them all around her. There were four big vamps circling her. ~ It’s about time. ~ She grinned at the vampire in front of her.

“What are you smiling at little girl? You’re gonna be our dinner.”

“Really? Cause I’m thinking not so much. I’m the slayer.” She said proudly.

“Yeah…sure you are…” The one to her left laughed. Laughed. At her.

Buffy didn’t even glance in his direction. She threw her stake. The three remaining vampires stared open mouthed at the slayer.

The stake hit him with perfect accuracy. He dusted instantly. A fierce wind picked up the particles whipping them into Buffy’s face.

It felt like someone threw a handful of sand at her. She pressed her hands gently to her eyes and tried to open them. She couldn’t.

She grunted when she felt the blow to her stomach. Doubling over in pain she was gasping for air.

She felt something slam into her back and she was pinned to the ground. Buffy bucked wildly, throwing the vampire off of her. She hopped up on to her feet and crouched, sending her senses out, getting a feel for where they were.
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Spike sensed there were other vampire’s in the area, he moved closer to watch her fight. He loved to watch her fight.

Spike smiled when she announced she was the slayer. He was frozen in place as he watched the dust fly into her eyes and the vampire’s attack. He moved closer still, watching waiting. He saw her groping around for something. ~ Her bloody stake? The bint went out with only one and no bloody backup? ~ Spike was furious.
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The three vampires were so intent on the weakened slayer they didn’t notice Spike getting into position.
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Buffy felt HIS presence. She felt his confidence in her. She felt his love for her. Buffy was ready, as always in a fighting situation it was almost like they communicated silently.

“Oi”

Buffy reached out and grabbed the stake hurling through the air at her. She quickly dusted the vampires who were watching her stunned.

As the dust touched the ground Spike had his arms around her and held her tightly.

“Spike…I can’t see…my eyes…”

“It’s ok Buffy. I’ve got you luv. Gonna take you home and fix you up all right and proper.” He kissed the top of her head softly. Holding her like this, her letting him, made Spike’s anger of moments before vanish.

“It hurts…”

“Shhhh I’ll carry you.” Before she could even think of protesting he was holding her close, up against his chest and heading in the direction of her house.

“Could you…take me to you new crypt instead of my place? It feels really good to be in your arms…”

Spike almost dropped her he was so stunned. He nodded, even though she couldn’t see him. “Uh…yeah…I’ve got a first aide kit…need to flush your eyes…”

Buffy didn’t say another word, She just wrapped her arms around his neck, settling her head gently against his shoulder.

Spike could feel her little puffs of warm breath against his skin. He wanted to tell her how much he loved her, wanted to so badly in fact her had to repeatedly bite his tongue so as not to say those three little words. He held her closer.
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Spike set her on the toilet. “Ok, just got to get the stuff ready. Then I’ll bring you to the sink and rinse your eyes out ok?”

Buffy nodded. She could feel her eyes overflowing, trying to get rid of the foreign objects in her eyes. Her eyes hurt. They burned and itched. It was so painful that she didn’t even register the fact that Spike carried her UP the stairs and not down.

“Luv? I’m ready for you ok? You’re going to have to lean over the sink and let me flush them ok?”

Buffy nodded and reached for his hand. Spike clasped her hand in his and led her to the counter, he had the water the perfect temperature. He gathered her hair into a low ponytail, securing it with and elastic.

Spike gently helped her bend and held the eyewash in his hand. He cleaned her eyes thoroughly.

“Well?”

Buffy opened her eyes. To her great delight she could see again. She squealed and wrapped her arms around Spike.
“Thank you. Thank you so much…you saved my life and you…wait…why did you follow me tonight?”

Spike took a deep breath “Couldn’t stand the thought of you hurting anymore.”

“Spike…I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize until last night that I do have feelings for you. Strong ones.”

“What changed your mind?”

“The thought of you never coming back to me. The thought of you being gone. The thought of you with another woman.” Buffy turned to look at him. “Were you trying to get over me? Is that why you went on a date?”

“The so called ‘date’ I was on? It was with the bit.”

“Dawn?”

“Yeah Dawn. You honestly think there could ever be anyone else for me? God help me Buffy…It’s still all about you. Always has been. I love you. I swear I’ll be by your side until I’m dust. I know you don’t need my protection, cause you are the slayer, but you’re also a woman. I want to be there for the woman too. I want to hold you when you cry, I want to hold you while you sleep, I want to take care of you. I want to be yours.”

“I didn’t want to admit it Spike, but I wanted those things too. I thought they would think that I was weak or needy, or just be really pissed cause I wanted to be with a vampire.”

“And now?”

“You are more than that. The monster doesn’t control the man. It’s the man that controls the monster.”

“I know the slayer in you is strong and independent. T’s one of the things I love about you. Your strength, and resilience. But sometimes the woman in you needs taking care of and that doesn’t make you weak or needy. It just makes you human. I want to be there for all of it Buffy, all of you. I can’t stand the fact that I made you cry by pretending to be insensitive, and I want to spend the rest of my un-life making it up to you.”
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Chapter 5:

“I know the slayer in you is strong and independent. T’s one of the things I love about you. Your strength, and resilience. But sometimes the woman in you needs taking care of and that doesn’t make you weak or needy. It just makes you human. I want to be there for all of it Buffy, all of you. I can’t stand the fact that I made you cry by pretending to be insensitive, and I want to spend the rest of my un-life making it up to you.”

She was trembling. He could feel the soft tremors her body was making. He closed his eyes and inhaled. ~ Buffy. ~ Spike pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her waist. “Will you stay with me tonight? Let me hold you?”

She raised her red-rimmed puffy eyes, right into the piercing blue of his. “Yes. I want you to hold me all night. I never want you to let me go.” She leaned forward and kissed him softly, fingers curling into the hair at the base of his neck.

Spike kissed her back, softly, tenderly. He felt her fingers running through his curls. When they broke the kiss so Buffy could breathe Spike was panting too.

She smiled up at him. Her eyes widened. “How come I didn’t know you had this bathroom in your new crypt?”

Spike laughed, a deep melodic rumble. “We’re not in the crypt right now Buffy. Would you like to see the rest of my house?”

“Your house? what do you mean your house?”

“I bought it.”

“You bought it?”

“Would you stop repeating everything I say? Bloody annoying it is.”

“I…how? How did you…and When? Why…What…”

“Maybe you should sit down Luv.” He said steering her towards the toilet.

“Had some help from a friend of mine. He helped me with some documents so I could become a legal person and get my money. I used some of it to buy this house. I figured if I was going to be good enough for you…good enough for the bit, then I’d have to start by acquiring the things that you would want.”

“And what would that be?” Buffy snapped. Spike – her vampire - buying a house when she couldn’t even afford her mortgage payments gave her a major case of the wiggins.

“A home. It represents security. A loving man, who treats you well and loves you. Someone you can share your whole life with, Slaying and all. Some women want families…I don’t know if you do…I want to get to know everything about you, your dreams and hopes…”

“I’m not allowed to have those, I’m the slayer. I was made to die. Young.”

“Not while I’m around. If you let me I’d never leave your side. I’d give you everything…let me show you…”

“I’m scared…I’m scared to give in to my feelings But it’s starting to hurt more not to…” Silent tears rolled down her cheeks.

Spike got to his knees in front of her. He gently wiped her tears away.
“You can be scared. Here with me. Don’t walk away from this just because you are scared. Hell Buffy I am terrified. I love you so much, you make me want to be a better man every day, every minute.”

“I love you.” She looked into his eyes when she said it. Spike felt the tears welling up in his eyes as the words tumbled out of her mouth. He was overwhelmed. He leaned forward and bent his head to her lap, resting it gently on her legs. He lost the power of speech, he was stunned.

Buffy stroked his hair gently. He sat there for a few minutes. Silently. Just letting her stroke his hair, trying to rein in his out of control emotions.

“Buffy?” He whispered.

“Yeah?”

“I…”

“I know. I do love you Spike…I…I want to be loved by you.” Spike sat up and looked into her eyes. He saw her sincerity. He reached out his hand to gently cup her cheek. “Come on luv.” Taking her hand in his he led her to his bedroom.
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“Why do you think she was so upset?” Willow asked. “I hope it’s not still about where she was…”

“She was jealous.” Dawn smiled happily. They were walking home.

“Jealous?” Willow repeated. “Of who?”

“Spike. She thinks he was on a date.”

“So?”

“So she was jealous.” Dawn said exasperated. “She has a thing for him.”

“No she does not!” Willow protested. Tara stayed silent.

“We’ll see.” Was all Dawn would say.
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Buffy walked around the room. She couldn’t believe her eyes. His bedroom was huge. There was a king-sized four-poster bed, beautiful intricate designs carved into the wood. It was draped in a sky blue comforter. all of the walls were painted baby blue. The wall that held the window had thick dark blue velvet drapes pulled tightly closed. She noticed two sets of closet doors, and a beautiful mahogany dresser. There was also a mahogany vanity table with a beautifully framed mirror. “Spike…oh god it’s beautiful” Buffy turned to him with a smile.

“If you don’t like the…”

“It’s perfect.”

“Will you stay? All night? I don’t want you to leave…”

“No. I want to stay…I just have to call Dawn.” She said shyly. “I don’t want her to worry…”

“Phone’s by the bed Luv.” Spike went to the dresser and pulled out a pair of black silk men’s pajamas, “Here. Put this on. I’m going to go to the bathroom to change…” He handed Buffy the pajamas and grabbed another pair. He quickly left the room to give her some privacy.
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“Hello?”

“Hey Will…can I speak with Dawn?”

“Sure.” Willow replied handing the phone to Dawn. She wanted to ask Buffy about Spike, but not over the phone. She’d wait until Buffy got home.

“Hello?”

“Hey. Will you be ok if I stay the night with Spike? We have a lot to talk about…”

“I’ll be fine. No problem at all, besides Willow and Tara are home.”

“Ok. Just…don’t tell them where I am. Don’t tell them anything…I want to tell them myself. Please?”

“Kay.”

“Bye Dawn. I love you.”

“I love you too Buff.”
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~ Ok. That was easy. But Dawn loves Spike. I don’t know how anyone else is going to…wait. I care why? Don’t give a damn what they think. It’s my life. ~

There was a gentle knock at the door. “Are you decent?”

“Does it matter?”

“Yeah. It really does.”

“I’m dressed.”

The door opened slowly and immediately his eyes sought hers. She felt the thrill of anticipation; the desperate need to be in his arms. She met him halfway into the room.

She threw her arms around his neck, clinging desperately. Spike wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her body against his.

He picked her up gently, as if to carry her across the threshold, and walked slowly over to the bed. He laid her down, never breaking eye contact.

Spike crawled into bed with her and wrapped his arms securely around her. “Spike?”

“Yeah Luv.”

“Aren’t we going to…I mean you haven’t even kissed me…”

Spike leaned over her and kissed her softly, tenderly, as if she were the most important thing in the world. To him, she was. He pulled back and looked into her eyes. “Goodnight Luv.”

“Good night.”

Spike held her, when she moved around in her sleep; his body molded itself to hers.
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“What did she say?”

“She’s not coming home tonight. She said she’d see us in the morning.”

“Where is she staying.”

“Out. She wants to tell you herself.”
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Buffy awoke in the morning curled on her side, Spike was wrapped around her from behind, his body flush against hers. She could feel his hardness pressed into her back. His arm was around her, the palm of his hand flat against her stomach, nose buried in her hair. She could feel his cool breath against her skin.

Buffy ran her fingers over his arm and down to his hand cupping her stomach. She laced her fingers with his and smiled.

“You awake?” He whispered.

“Yeah. I just woke up.” She pressed back, more firmly against him.

“You ok? No regrets?”

“Only one.” She felt him stiffen, his body going rigid. He wasn’t expecting her next words. “That it took me so damn long to realize what an amazing man you are, and how loved I feel when I’m in your arms.”

She felt his body relax against her. “I’m sorry Spike. I’m so sorry…I should have realized…but I didn’t and I am so glad it’s not to late…I’m glad you are willing to give me another chance at making this work…”

“We are going to be amazing together Luv. Wait and see, we’ll be unstoppable.”

“We already were, and then I had to go and hurt you…” She rolled over and looked into his eyes. “I don’t ever want to do that again.” She leaned forward and brushed her lips against his.

Spike pulled back and looked into her eyes. “All I want… all I want is to make you happy Buffy…”

“Make love to me…” She whispered reaching for him.
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Chapter 6:

Spike pulled back and looked into her eyes. “All I want… all I want is to make you happy Buffy…”

“Make love to me…” She whispered reaching for him.

He leaned forward and brought his lips to hers, his hand already in motion cupping her ass firmly and pulling her towards him. He pulled back to watch her face as his hardness pressed into her core. The only emotions he saw warring on her face this time were love and lust. There was no regret, no loathing. She really and truly loved him. Spike was awed.

He growled softly leaning forward to kiss her again. Slipping his hand into the waistband of her pants he pushed her panties to the side and slid two fingers home. She moaned and arched into him, neither of them breaking the kiss.

She reached down into his pants and grasped his firm cock with her warm hand. He gasped into her mouth.

She pulled away and sat up to remove the restrictive clothing and he was there, pressing soft kisses into the flesh of her shoulder. “So beautiful, so bloody perfect Luv.” He quickly removed his pants and was back by her side, pressing tender kisses into her jaw line. He nipped at her throat gently with blunt teeth, she laced her finger into his hair and pulled him closer.

“Spike…please I need you to make love to me I need to feel you against me…inside me…I can’t get enough of you…” He could hear the craving in her voice. He helped her remove her pants quickly, almost ripping them in the process. Spike’s love for her swelled when instead of saying anything about that she just smiled shyly at him and spread her legs in silent invitation.

He positioned himself at her core, and rubbed his aching cock against her wet pussy. He thrust into her while looking into her eyes.

Buffy moaned and arched up into him, wrapping her arms and legs around him. She rocked her hips gently, and buried her face into his neck, moaning his name.

Spike thrust slow and deep, finding a steady rhythm. Buffy screamed as her muscles tightened and relaxed against his thick hard cock. She felt a gush of liquid as she came, triggering his release. He called out her name softly as his seed filled her.

They stayed still for a moment letting their body’s relax against each other.

Spike pulled back slightly. Buffy pulled him closer and kissed him fervently. She broke the kiss and let him pull back slightly. “I love you. There are not enough words…”

“I know. I love you too.” He rolled slightly, bringing her with him. She settled comfortably against his chest.

They stayed silent for a while, just enjoying being held by one another.
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It was a couple of hours later when she arrived at home. Willow was waiting.

“Hey Buffy.”

“Hey Will. How come you’re home from school?”

“We need to talk Buffy.”

“Ok…so talk.”

“Where were you last night?”

“I…I was…” The ringing of the telephone saved her. She was not prepared for Willow to ask her that. She thought she would have had some time to bring it up…tell them how she wanted to tell them all, not be confronted as soon as she walked in the door. “I’ll be right back…”
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Buffy walked into the kitchen and answered the phone. “Hello?”

“Hi I am looking for Miss Buffy Summers?”

“You found her. What’s up?”

“This is Mrs. Shields. From the bank. I have some really bad news for you…”

“What kind of bad news?”

“I regret to inform you we are foreclosing on your house. You have thirty days to vacate the premises.”

“You can’t just do that!”

“Yes. Actually we can, we have mailed you six different notices, all throughout June and July, and with no response from you we had no choice but to go ahead with the foreclosure. You will be sent the paperwork within the next week.”

“I…but I what if I get the money?”

“You have thirty days to get the money or remove all of your belongings. Either way Miss Summers this is quite serious.”

“Yes. I realize that and I will be in touch.”
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Buffy sat at the kitchen table and let the tears fall.

“What’s wrong?” Willow asked entering the kitchen. She knelt in front of Buffy and picked up her hands. She held them gently.

“I’m broke Will, And I have no job. They want to take my house away. It’s the only thing I have left of her…I can’t let them take it…”

Willow wrapped her arms around Buffy and let her cry.

Buffy willed herself to calm down. “Will…why didn’t you guys tell me the bank was doing this? I mean I knew we were behind a few payments…but…I had no idea it was this bad…”

“We were trying to get the money together Buffy…god I’m so sorry we didn’t tell you…but we didn’t want you to have more to worry about…especially after everything you’ve been through…”

“I…I have to go…”

“Where? Buffy…”

Buffy paused at the doorway. “I have to go talk to someone…I’ll be back in a while…”

“Someone wouldn’t happen to be a certain bleached blonde vampire you claim to feel nothing for would it?”

Buffy turned to look at Willow with a shocked expression on her face. “What?”

“Dawn said something…she said you…have a thing for Spike…”

‘No time like the present.’ Buffy motioned for Willow to sit down at the table before doing sitting down herself. “I realized last night that I am in love with him…”

At Willow’s shocked expression she continued.

“Do you remember just before you did that spell on me and Spike…I told you…part of me believes that real love and passion have to go hand in hand with pain and fighting…well I have ALL of that with him. I have someone who would do anything I asked of him…I have someone who has proven time and time again he is worthy of my love, I have someone who knows me completely. I don’t have to hide anything with him and he loves me all the same. When you did that spell on us…it was the happiest I remember being until now.”

“I get it Buffy…I really do…I just I thought you would have told me…”

“It was complicated…still is a little…”

“”I’m here to listen…”

“You don’t want to know…”

“I really do, that’s what best friends are for…”

“I used him for sex, at least that’s what I told myself…”

Willow turned a bright shade of red. “Why did you tell yourself that?”

“Cause I was worried about what you guys would say. I told him that if you guys found out…I’d deny it…I was horrible to him…”

“I’m so sorry you had to go through that…I understand what it’s like…to think the people you love won’t accept the person you are in love with…”

“I’m not going to hide my feelings anymore. Everyone is just going to have to deal.”

“I was terrified to tell you guys about Tara…I didn’t think any of you would be happy about me being a lesbien…I thought it would make things ackward with us…and I wanted to spend time with you guys and her….it started to hurt too much not to be open about it…”

“Thanks for being understanding about him Will…”

“I like Spike, I think he’s good for you. And for Dawn…I was just a little hurt that you didn’t tell me…but like I said…I do understand.
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She stood on the steps for a few minutes, willing herself to calm down. She knocked tentatively, thinking he may still be asleep. ‘I’m sure he’s asleep…I only left an hour ago…’ Her thoughts were interrupted when he pulled open the door and stood in the shadows. “Hi.”

“What’s wrong?” He asked as he pulled the door open wider for her to enter.

She smiled a little at his question. “How do you know me so well?”

“Cause I’m in love with you, you daft bint.”

Buffy entered and he shut the door behind her. Spike followed her into the darkened livingroom and sat on the couch beside her. “Come on, out with it then…”

“I have something to tell you…first…I told Willow about us…”

“I thought you weren’t ready for that luv?”

“I wasn’t…It just kind of happened.”
I hope that’s not the reason you’re upset.”

“No. Actually she took it well…quite well…I think we’re starting to overcome some of the things that came between us.”

“Bloody glad to hear that luv…It’s about time you and your mates sorted everything out.” Spike wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to him. “So if you weren’t upset about that than why?”

“I…got a call from the bank today…They’re repossessing my mother’s house.”

“No they’re not.” Spike growled softly with a determined glint in his eye. ‘Forced to give up the bloody house. We’ll see about that.’

“Yes…they are I have thirty days to remove all of my belongings…”

“Buffy do you want to leave that house?”

“It’s not about want…I don’t have the money to pay for it, and any job I could get wouldn’t pay me enough in thirty days to make a payment, never mind pay it off in full.”

“I would ask you to move in with me…though I know it’s not likely at this point. I know you love that house…I know your mum’s memories live there… have the money to pay your house off in full…”

“What? How? I can’t ask you to do that…”

“I know how much that house means to you Buffy…I don’t want you to be forced to give it up…And what about the Bit? What if she doesn’t want to move out?”

“You can’t just throw money at a problem and expect it to go away…”

“No, not any problem…but this problem…I can fix this luv, please let me…”

She looked into his eyes. “Okay. I’ll let you fix this. But…only because I am in love with you…”

“Thank god for that…” He kissed her softly on the lips. “When are you going to go to the bank?”

“Tomorrow morning. First thing…”

“Why don’t I go get the money and you can go now…when you come back I’ll have a surprise for you.”

“What kind of surprise?”

“If I told you it wouldn’t be a surprise now would it?”

“Buffy and surprises are un-mixy things…”

“Well you’d better get used to it Luv, I plan to spoil and surprise you every day of your life.”

“Spoiling is good…”

“Yes…now…be a good little kitten and I’ll be right back.”

She nodded and smiled. As soon as he left the room she started removing her clothing…
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TBC……?

 

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