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Chapter Twenty-Six


"Could someone pass me the sauce?" Buffy asked reaching her hand over the table.

"Sure, here you go, luv." Spike said placing the sauceboat in Buffy's hand.

"Thanks." She smiled to the direction where Spike's voice came from.

The dinner had started half an hour ago and so far, everything was great. Spike had showed up with flowers for Buffy as well as for Joyce and Dawn, for which the youngest Summers had been even too happy. Then Spike had been introduce to Giles, Joyce's boyfriend who had also come to have dinners with the Summers' women. It was nice to have dinner like a family again. Since Buffy's father had left they never had time to get together and have a big dinner. Few hours and talks later Spike stood up as Joyce stood to clean the table. The elder woman smiled at that. *Such a gentleman, Buffy's really lucky.* She thought to herself and the added looking at Giles who had stood up as well. *Not that I'm not.*

"Let me help you with that." Giles said picking up some of the dishes as well. As they exited the dining room, Dawn yawned.

"God, I'm tired. I don't think anyone would mind if I go to sleep." She said standing up from the table. Dawn pecked Buffy's cheek and then looked up at Spike.

"It was nice evening, thank you." She said smiling and then yawned again. "I guess that's my sign to leave. Goodnight!"

"Night, Dawn!" Buffy called as Dawn walked out from the room.

"Sweet dreams!" Spike wished as well. "So, luv, all alone..." He grinned taking Buffy's hand up to his mouth and pressed a kiss on it. A small smile played on Buffy's lips as well.

"You're staying the night?" She asked slowly travelling her hand over Spike's cheek, trying to find his lips.

"I'd love to, but I don't think your mother would think the same..." Spike said and understanding Buffy's action leaned to kiss her.

Pouting she nodded. "Yeah, you probably are right, but we could spend tomorrow night together." Buffy said with little blush in her cheeks.

"Have anything in mind, pet?" The bleached blond asked grinning.

"Maybe." Buffy whispered. "Live and see... or in my case live and feel."

Again leaning to kiss Buffy, Spike whispered against her lips. "Hmm, the feel part sounds nice..."

Pressing her lips to Spike’s, Buffy's own mind was racing. She wasn't really sure what she had meant by spending tomorrow night with Spike, but Faith's advice were making their way to her brain.

"It's late." Joyce said walking back in the dining room at first not noticing her daughter and Spike's lip locking, thought, when she did notice a little blush shaped in her cheeks.

Breaking the kiss Spike looked up at Joyce. "You're right, I should go." With that, he stood up.

Buffy, standing up as well, pouted slightly. "You're sure you need to go?" Biting her lower lip Spike assured.

"Yeah, I do, but we still have plans for tomorrow, right?"

Nodding Buffy said. "That we do. Ok, come, I’ll walk you to the car." After saying his goodnights to Joyce and Giles, Spike walked out from the house with Buffy.

"He's good for her." Giles said stroking Joyce's back.

"Yeah, that he is."

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"I need to work tomorrow." Buffy said walking to Spike's car. "Pick me up after the job's done?"

"Sure, pet. Just give me a call and I'll be there." Spike assured pressing a kiss on Buffy's cheek. "Did you enjoy the dinner?"

"Yes, very much. You?"

"Yeah, me too. You have great family." The bleached blond said, leaning against the car.

"Uh huh." Buffy muttered pressing her body at Spike's. "So does a girl get a goodnight kiss?"

Spike grinned. "It really depends on the girl."

"I'm a gooooood girl, so I think I should get a kiss." The blond said grinning as well.

"Well, if you say so." Leaning closer to her Spike pressed a lightly kiss on Buffy's lips.

Buffy pouted slightly. "That's all I get?"

"Well that was a 'goodnight' kiss, luv. That's what you wanted." He pointed smoothing her hair and still grinning.

"Ok, then." Leaning closer to him, she whispered. "Could I get a 'ravish me' kiss, please?"

"Maybe." With that, Spike smashed his lips on Buffy's. She instantly moaned in pleasure and passion. Breaking the kiss a few minutes later only made them both wish for more. "You know I should probably go before I throw you against this car and have my wicked ways." Buffy giggled at that.

"Would that be so bad?"

"Definitely not bad from my point of view, but it could look differently from where your mother is." Spike said looking up at the Summers house window where Joyce was standing and watching them.

"Mom's here?" Buffy asked puzzled and looked around. "I don't see her." She said playfully turning back to Spike.

Pressing a kiss on her forehead, Spike smiled. "She's watching through the window. Besides you're blind, pet, that means you can't see."

"Oh, really? Who'd thought..." Pressing her lips against his again, Buffy smiled in the kiss. She wanted more, to feel more of Spike on her. And she would, soon. Very, very soon.

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"So what's your plan for tonight?" Willow asked, helping Buffy to take a painting off of the wall.

"I'm going to Spike's. We'll have a romantic evening. Well, at least that's what's planned." The blond said, a small smile playing on her lips.

"That's great." Willow said placing the painting on the table near her. "I'm happy that you're happy. Who'd thought a guy like that could make you so happy."

"He doesn't really look like my type, does he?" Buffy asked, she had been told how Spike looked, not that she wouldn't prefer to see him herself, but...

"No, he really doesn’t. Thought he definitely looks hotter than any guy you ever dated. Sexy. Much and much." The redhead said dreamily.

"Willow!" Buffy giggled.

"What? I might be gay, but I'm not blind." When Buffy's giggles suddenly died Willow realized what she had just said. "Oh... God... I'm sorry... I... I didn't... it's just... God, I weren't even..."

"No, no, you're right." Buffy said sitting down and looking... well at nothing. "You can see him, so why shouldn't you enjoy what you see?"

"Honey, I didn't mean it like that..." Willow tried to apologize. She really hadn't wanted to make her friend feel uncomfortable.

"I know you didn't mean it like that, Wills, but it just came out like that. And you're right." Putting her head in her hands Buffy sighed. "I really wish I could see him."

Stroking her best friend's hair Willow sighed as well. "I know, honey. But... but you can enjoy him even if you don't see him, can't you?" The redhead asked trying to make Buffy feel better. The blond gave a slight smile.

"Yeah, but it still isn't the same. It's hard, Willow, it really is. To know that I never will be able to see anyone or anything again, to know how many I have lost, to know that opening my eyes all I will ever see again will be the darkness. It's hard. Really hard."

Hugging her best friend Willow sighed. Buffy was right, she didn't know what to say to help, thought there always were something you could do to help.

"Wanna close the gallery for a few hours and go shopping?" The redhead asked and Buffy let out a little giggle.

"Yeah. Let's go shopping."

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Chapter twenty-seven


It was around eight when Buffy finally finished working. Spike picked her up, as promised, so they went to his place right from Buffy's work. She was excited. Little butterflies were playing in her stomach already. Buffy didn't know what to expect from this night. Well, ok, she did know *what* to expect, but still it didn't make her feel less nervous.

"We're here, luv." Spike said stepping out of the car and then walking to Buffy's side to open the door for her.

"Good." The blond woman said stepping out of the car as well. Spike took her hand and led Buffy to the house.

First thing, Buffy heard walking in was the soft music playing. She smiled to herself and looked to the direction Spike was. "Have anything planned?" She asked playfully.

The bleached blond froze not caching the playfulness in Buffy's voice. Had he misunderstood the signs Buffy had sent him? Did she not want him as he wanted her?

Buffy sensed the discomfort in Spike and reached up to press a kiss on his cheek, though, she did miss a little and pressed a kiss against his nose more than the cheek.

"I'm kidding, Spike. Stop being such a baby and lead us to the living room." With that, Buffy started to move to the side she thought the living room was.

"Sorry, you just have a talent to make me lose my mind." Spike responded grinning and followed his girlfriend. And, yes, he liked the sound of that a lot. "You want to eat or drink something, pet?"

Buffy sat down on the couch. "Red wine would be nice." She said taking off her shoes.

"Ok, be right back." With that, Spike went to kitchen to get some wine. When he came back to the living room Buffy was already snuggled on the couch. "Here, luv." He said placing the glass of wine in her hand.

"Thanks." Buffy said smiling and moved a little so Spike could snuggle beside her. As he did so, she leaned against him, placing her head on his shoulder. "I like this." Buffy admitted taking a sip from her wine.

"Me too, baby, me too." Spike said inhaling the aroma of Buffy's hair.

"Can you put this somewhere?" The girl asked handing Spike her glass.

"Sure." He put both, his and Buffy's, glasses on the table near by and turned back to the girl against him. "Anything else, luv?"

"Kiss me?" She asked innocently, but with a lightly grin on her face.

"As you wish." Also grinning, Spike said and pressed his lips on Buffy's. His tongue lightly licked Buffy's lips from the wine before entering her mouth.

"You taste like wine." Buffy whispered finally breaking the kiss.

"But you taste like the sweetest ambrosia, luv." Spike whispered back. That made Buffy smile even more. She would never get tired of the compliments Spike could tell her.

"Wanna move upstairs?" Buffy asked still being so close to Spike's face that she could feel his breath on her lips.

"You're sure?" Spike asked watching the peaceful expression on Buffy's face.

"Yeah..." She whispered lightly. "But you do want this too, don't you?" Buffy asked a bit insecurely. All Spike could do was snort.

"Want this? I don't think I have ever wanted anything or anyone else more than I want you now, Buffy." He said standing up and looking down at the fragile girl on the couch. "Come, luv." Spike said picking Buffy up in his hands. The girl yelped from surprise.

""Gone with the winds" much?" She asked giggling. It really wasn't like she minded.

"I'm no bloody Rhett Butler, pet!" Spike said walking up the stairs. Buffy just giggled again.

Walking in the bedroom Spike put Buffy on the bed and sat right beside her, placing a kiss on her cheek.

Buffy inhaled the air deeply. She could smell light vanilla and honey mix. It made the shivers go down her spin. But there was something else in it. The aroma was making her wet!

“Where does this aroma come from?” She asked slowly turning to Spike. He grinned from ear to ear.

“Aromatic essence.” Spike answered slowly leaning closer to Buffy. With his right hand he smoothed on of the blond looks away from her face. Leaving his hand on Buffy’s cheek. “You like it?”

“I-it’s nice. Very sweet.” She whispered leaning at his hand and enjoying his touch. Spike’s hand slowly left Buffy’s cheek and moved to stroke her back. His touch made Buffy become even wetter than she already was. Slowly Spike leaned and placed a soft kiss at Buffy’s cheek, then moved down to her neck. Buffy moaned lightly when Spike’s warm lips touched her shoulder. *Right choice of tank top, Buff!* She thought to her self. That pretty much covered Spike’s thoughts too.

Spike’s left hand slowly slipped over the right side of Buffy’s waist and gently moved down, over her skirts, to her naked leg. Spike locked his lips with Buffy's in a passionately kiss. While Spike’s tongue slid in Buffy’s mouth his hand kept moving under her skirts. Slowly he moved it back to her waist, enjoying her naked skin against his gentle touch.

Buffy moaned loudly when Spike’s right hand, that before was stroking her back, now found its way under the tank top Buffy was wearing. *No bra.* Spike smirked and thought to himself as his hand reached the place where bra strap should have been. One of Buffy’s hands glided under Spike’s t-shirt and caressed his right nipple. He groaned lightly and let his left hand run up her right tight. *More to left.* Buffy moaned in her head. *A little more to left.*

The hand Spike had slid under Buffy’s tank top now slowly started to knead her left nipple. It had grown hard, that way showing a reaction at Spike’s touches. Buffy’s breath became more aggravated and with her free hand she started to move Spike’s t-shirt up. Gently Spike broke the kiss, so Buffy could take his shirt off. He watched her face, Buffy’s eyes were closed and she obviously was enjoying what Spike’s hands were doing to her, as well as enjoying what her own hands were doing to him. Now, when Spike’s shirt was off, both Buffy’s hands started to stroke Spike’s chest. Leaning in to kiss her Spike started to pull Buffy’s tank top off. Breaking the kiss again, Buffy pulled the top over her head. That let Spike looking at her two perfectly sculptured breasts. The candlelight made her skin have a lightly glow. Spike grew even harder if that was even possible.

Buffy leaned closer to Spike, pressing her now bare breasts at his chest. Her action made both of them lay down. Spike’s hand, that all the time had been stroking Buffy’s tight now moved at her soaking panties. She moaned loudly at his action.

Now being on top of Spike, while one of his hands was playing with her nipple but other one slowly finding its way in Buffy’s panties, she started undoing Spike’s pants. Opening the zipper she slid her hand in his pant. *No underwear.* Buffy grinned in the kiss. Spike groaned loudly when Buffy’s little, warm hand grasped his cock.

“Uhhh, Buffy...” Spike breathed and ripped off her skirt. Buffy just giggled. *Good thing I didn’t really like it.* She thought and gasped when one of Spike’s fingers touched her clit. She started to move her hand up and down his erection pressing harder at his fingers.

“Ahh...” She breathed as Spike’s fingers fondled her clit. Spike moaned as well. Buffy’s hand continued to move up and down Spike’s hard member. “Pants... off...” She groaned still moving on Spike’s fingers. Spike smiled and pulled his pants off. Feeling him now completely naked all Buffy could do was wish she could see his perfection. But the thought soon was gone as Spike threw them both over and now was on top of Buffy, his fingers still moving over Buffy’s clit.

Spike’s hand ripped Buffy’s panties off and he lied between her tights, his mouth kissing Buffy’s neck. Her legs automatically clasped around Spike’s waist.

“Buffy...ahh... wait...” Spike tried to stop. It wasn’t easy.

“What is it?” She managed to ask, breathing irregular.

“Condom, we need condom, pet.” He responded with a moan, cos Buffy’s hand still was on his pulsing cock.

“Are you sick?” She asked looking into his eyes. Well at least that would have been what Buffy would've done if she could really see. Now it looked more like looking through Spike’s head.

“What? No.” He answered puzzled; it WAS bit hard to think when under him laid naked goddess.

“Good, I’m not either and I got a shot month ago, so we're safe.” With that she pulled Spike down for passionate kiss. “Ahh... God...” She moaned as Spike’s fingers made her twist in pleasure. “I want you.” Buffy groaned kissing Spike’s cheekbone.

“God, Buffy, I want you too.” Slowly Spike slid into Buffy. Both of them let out a pleasure filled groan. "So bloody good..."

"Ah, Spike!" Buffy yelled as they both started to move rhythmically.

"So good... so wet... so fucking... ah... perfect..." Spike groaned moving in and out of Buffy. "You're perfect, baby..." He whispered in her ear. Spike's breath on her body made Buffy shiver from pleasure.

"Uhhh... mmmm... so close..."

"Come, baby... ahh... come for me..." With those words Buffy was send over the edge. The first wave of powerful orgasm hit her.

"Ahhhh... Spppike!!!" She yelled. "Ohhhh God, so gooooood! YES!" The hotness of Buffy and her moaning made Spike come as well.

"Buffy! Ohhh!!!" With that they both let they bodies relax and listened as their breathing slowly started to come back to normal.

"That was... wow!" Buffy said into Spike's shoulder, where her head rested.

"Wow indeed." Spike agreed smirking. Slowly, oh so slowly, he started to move out of Buffy's hot body. Spike kissed her passionately on the lips and lay beside her. She scrambled beside him placing her head on Spike's chest. He started to stroke her hair lovingly. "You're beautiful, luv." Spike whispered watching the candlelight playing on Buffy's face.

"Thank you." She blushed a little.

"'M sorry, luv."

"Huh? Sorry? What for?" She asked bit worried. *Oh, please don't let him say he didn't want this!* She prayed to her self. Spike sensed her worries and cursed him self for making her even for a moment think that he didn't mean anything of what had happened between them.

"For rush. It wasn't exactly the most romantic way I could imagine." He said lightly kissing her hair. Buffy smiled relieved.

"It was great, honey, besides..." She started and playfully stroked Spike's leg. He instantly started to get hard again. Well, if she couldn't see him, she sure as hell could try to feel every inch of him.

"Besides?" Spike nearly groaned.

"Who said you can't repay it later?" With that she started to kiss his chest and slip even lower.

"Ahh, pet... great thinking... mmmm..."

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