An English Adventure – by LoobyLoo

This story follows on from the ‘Labours of Love’ Trilogy, four years later.

Pairing: Buffy and Spike – NC 17

Chapter 1




“No, mommy, no!” Little Elizabeth Anne, or Izzie as she was known, wriggled and shook her head, sending her blonde curls tumbling from the bunch that her mother, Buffy had just brushed them into.

“Now, be a good little girl and let me do your hair, or we’ll be late for nursery”

“It’s not nursery, it’s school – nursery is for babies!” Finally managing to wriggle free altogether, she scampered off to where she knew her daddy would be, leaving her mother to drop her shoulders with a sigh.

“Daddy!”

Spike put his paper down and patted his knee.

“What is it Munchkin?” Clambering up onto his lap, Izzie said breathlessly,

“Mommy wants to put yellow, but I don’t like it, coz Kasey said it was stupid” Spike frowned, and Buffy stood in the doorway, hairbrush in one hand, yellow ribbon in the other.

“A yellow ribbon you mean?” Spike asked, and Izzie gave a huge big nod.

“But yellow’s not stupid, it’s a very pretty colour, makes my little girl look like a princess – now, be a good little girl, and let mommy do your hair, and then after nurse- um school I mean, how about if you, and mommy, and Billy and me all go to the park – you can go on the swings”

Izzie looked at her daddy with her big blue/green eyes and smiled

“Can we feed the ducks?”

“I’m sure we can, but only if you do as you’re told, and be a good little girl for mommy, quickly now, you don’t want to be late”

“Okay…”

Buffy swiftly did her daughter’s hair up in bunches, and then bent down to put on Izzie’s pink sneakers.

“But mommy – Kasey said” Izzie started to curl up her toes, but Buffy held her gently but firmly and put them on her.

“Izzie, not now, now come on, hurry up, Mrs Kelly will be cross if she has to unlock the door especially for us” Buffy said, trying not to shout.

“Want me to take her?” Spike asked, and Buffy grabbed the car keys off the counter.

“No, I’ll do it, I won’t be long” She kissed Spike, and opened the door, Izzie ran to her daddy, flung her arms around him and kissed him, then ran out to follow her mother.

*******


Later that evening in bed.

Buffy was moaning to Spike.

“Kasey this, Kasey that, honestly – I’d like to strangle the little brat! Our daughter is a little over three years old, and she’s already behaving like some fashion-victim valley brat! It just turns everything into a battle”

“I know baby…that’s why I’ve been thinking”

“What?”

“Well, I was thinking that now you hardly ever slay anymore so as not to tread on Faith’s toes, and Xander’s going away to work on that holiday construction development in Florida, and Red is going to do her final year in Paris at the Sorbonne, why don’t we move to England?”

Buffy propped herself up on her elbow, and looked down into Spike’s face.

“England? – You mean move there – to live?”

“Why not? – And to tell you the truth, I think it would be better for the children’s education”

“But, to live?”

“You’ve enjoyed holidays there – you always told me you were sad to leave, and Giles’ is there”

“England…”

“It’s not the moon pet, and we can always come back if-“

“No, I’m not dismissing it – I think it’s a great idea!”

Spike propped his head up.

“You do?”

“I’ve always wanted to live in a proper English country village, in a cottage, with roses around the door!” Buffy grinned and Spike smiled

“Well, we could see what we could afford – I’ll get on the Internet, look for some estate agents and get them to send me some possibilities”

“Where in England, London?”

“Oh good grief no, worse than here, no I was thinking even further down south, where we went on holiday, Somerset, or Devon, even Cornwall maybe, preferably by the sea somewhere like that”

“Yeah – okay, why not, as you say, everybody’s leaving – and I do worry about the constant sunshine on the children’s skin, they are both very fair”

“Well, you wouldn’t have to worry about endless sunshine there pet, but it gets it’ fair share”

“Right then, that’s settled, but one thing though,”

“Hmm, what’s that Kitten?”

Spike began to kiss her neck, and Buffy mewled and smiled, closing her rolling eyes.

“We – oh! Um, no telling the children be-ooooohhhhh, before we g-go!”

She shifted onto her back and Spike lay over her, taking his weight onto his forearms.

“Okay, I promise” Spike began to nuzzle her neck, getting her all hot and tingly. Moving back to her mouth, he kissed like there was no tomorrow, his tongue softly massaging hers, and Buffy moaned softly squeezing his shoulders, before sliding her hands upwards to clutch his head, her fingers tangling in his hair.

“Ooooohhhhh…” Buffy was in orbit.

He’d worked his way down her body, kissing and nipping, and now he was between her thighs…His thumbs were massaging circles on the inside of her thighs, and he dipped his head and licked her moist femininity, back to front.

Buffy felt like she’d been electrified…Slipping his tongue between her soft folds and finding his prize, He drew several wet circles with his tongue, before rapidly flicking over it back and forth and side to side very quickly.

Buffy’s hips bounced and she squeezed his head with her thighs, she was panting and gasping, begging him

“Please, oh baby, please!”

“Please what, love?”

“Let me…make me……… oh g-g-gods, please, do it, more!” Spike dipped his head, slid two fingers inside her molten depths…Jeez…she was still tight…and HOT…he lowered his mouth on her again, and angling his hand so his fingers were stroking her G spot, he gently at first sucked on her aching clit. Buffy exploded into a deep, long orgasm, biting her bottom lip so as not to cry out too loud and wake the children.

Sliding back up her body, Buffy put him at the core of her need, and Spike entered her slowly.

Arching her back, Buffy locked her legs high around his waist, raising her hips to his powerful thrusts.
Grateful in the knowledge that Spike still maintained his vampire stamina!

They made love slowly, Spike bringing her to the edge several times then easing off, teasing – anticipation was half the fun! But there came a time when he couldn’t hold back any longer, and he speeded up his thrusts, pounding her into the mattress, which Buffy loved. They hit their orgasms together, her tight involuntary clench milking him of every last drop of his manly essence. Panting slightly, Spike eased off her and cuddled up.

“I love you”

“I love you!” Snuggling down into his tight embrace, they both slept.
 

Chapter 2

When the children were in bed, Spike called Buffy to come and look at the computer

“There………what do you think? – It’s an nineteenth century stone built cottage, that’s been added on to, it’s got four bedrooms, nearly an acre of land with it, and there’s a well in the back garden that dates back to the 17th century”

“Wow, we’d have to have it covered though, I’d be worried about the children”

“Well that would be no bother”

“How much is it?”

“Well, it’s been on the market for years, it’s only had one occupier since 1977, and they um…left after a week – but we could put in an offer, say around…eighty to one hundred thousand pounds”

“HOW MUCH? – Just for that – it looks like it’s falling down in parts, and the garden is a jungle!”

“Think ahead babe, if we do it up it could end up looking like this, look” he opened up another programme on the screen and Buffy saw a typical thatched cottage with roses around the door, it looked a picture.

“That’s it – that’s the one I want, where is that – oh, and where was the last one?”

“The last one is in Devon, this one is in the Cotswolds, it’s only got two bedrooms, no land apart from the small garden, and it’s on the market for………”

Buffy’s eyes bugged at the one and a quarter million pound price tag.

“Are they serious? – For a two bedroomed cottage?”

“Oh yes pet, deadly serious – it’s the location see”

“Let’s go back to the other one” Buffy took the mouse and clicked onto the first cottage Spike showed her.

“If we could get this cheap, we could always renovate it, I suppose, what are the local amenities like?”

“Well, this cottage is on top of a hill, down the hill, a little over a mile away is the little hamlet, there’s a church, a village shop-come-post office, and a pub. It’s about thirty minutes by car to the big town, Barnstaple – that’s got everything, hundreds of shops, leisure centre, bus station, train station and that”

“What about schools?”

“Got those too, there’s quite a few dotted around, but actually, I wanted to talk to you about that”

“What?”

“I think, it would be best if I educated Billy at home”

“They’d let you do that?”

“Oh yes, I got Giles to get me all the info about it”

“But what about Izzie – she really needs children her own age to interact with”

“Pet, there’s bound to be a nursery near, it’s not the dark-ages. Anyway, that’s what I wanted to show you on the computer, now I’ve got something else to show you” Spike gave her a grin and Buffy slid onto his lap.

“And what’s that?”

Spike produced a long white envelope and handed it to her.

Buffy was smiling when she took out the letter, and beamed when she saw,

Michaels and Robinson – Publishers

Buffy quickly scanned the letter and gave a shriek when she saw:

‘Accepted your book on Victorian England, and would like to commission you to write a further four in the series’

She flung her arms around his neck and kissed him.

“Oh babe that’s wonderful!”

“That’s not all, they’ve given me a £50,000 advance, S-O-O-O-O-O, I was thinking we could take a holiday, go to England and go house hunting, without having to worry about money – what do you say?”

“I say what a brilliant man you are…” she kissed him again, and Spike swiftly stood and carried her through to the bedroom.

They were both like a couple of teenagers giggling, as they tumbled to the bed.

They’d got no further than Spike opening her blouse, when Buffy saw the bedroom door open, and there, trailing her teddy by the ear, was Izzie, looking adorable in her Peter Rabbit pyjamas and her curls all wild and tousled.

“Mommy…my tummy hurts!” burying her knuckles into the corner of her eye and yawning, little Izzie came into the bedroom, and Spike hoisted her up on the bed, then onto his lap and cuddled her up.

“Where does it hurt Princess?”

Her eyes were already drooping shut, and Buffy smiled and gently shook her head.

“Do you think she’s alright?” Spike asked worriedly.

“Oh she’s fine, little fraud, she just wanted to come in our bed, that’s all”

“You think?” Spike kissed the top of the tot’s head and rocked her softly.

“I’m sure, look, she’s gone straight back to sleep”

“Well, perhaps if we let her stay just-“

“Oh no, you put her back into her own bed now, else she’ll be in here every night, and you wouldn’t want that now, would you?” Buffy said with an indulgent smile.

“I suppose not…come on then…” Spike whispered and carefully took the sleeping child back to her own room.

************

“Now, where were we, before we got interrupted?” Buffy said to Spike when he came back into the bedroom. She’d got undressed and got into bed.

“Do you think we’ll have any more interruptions?”

“No………now come on, stop playing hard to get!”

Spike grinned and quickly divested himself of his sweater and jeans, and slipped into bed.

Buffy slid her hand down his torso and whispered,

“See, I knew you’d be interested!” As her fingers closed around his impressive hard-on.

Spike bit his lip so as not to cry out, as Buffy shifted herself down the bed and she licked the length of him.

“………Oh g-god!” Spike arched his hips up towards her warm, wet sucking mouth. She pumped him sometimes slowly, sometimes fast, sometimes a little more firmly, all the time sucking on the bulbous head of his monster dick.

Cradling his balls, rolling them around, massaging circles over them, making Spike buck and squirm. She felt his hand in her hair.

“Babe…”

“Hmm?”

“Move around so I can…”

She felt the tip of his tongue circle her clit, she shuddered with delight. He was an expert by now, he knew just how to lick, caress her silken folds with his tongue, when to probe, when to tease and when to suck.

Buffy tried to concentrate on the matter in hand, or rather mouth, but the sensations that Spike was giving her, it was very hard!

“Hmm, babe, baby st-stop, please”

“Not hurt you, have I Kitten?”

“No – not at all, I just want you in me now”

Happy to oblige, Buffy swivelled around and threw her leg over his slim hips, pausing briefly to put him at the core of her need.

She sank down, her head rolling back and her back arched. She felt Spike’s hands on her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples to hard nubs, aching for his mouth.

Putting her hands on his chest to steady herself, Buffy ground down, moving her hips into a figure of 8, then side to side, Spike raised himself and Buffy held his head to her breast as he teased and suckled making her bob and buck hard on him. He knew she wouldn’t last long, and neither would he, so he slid his hand down and used his thumb, rubbing it gently against her clit, causing some hot sticky fiction that had Buffy yelping and biting her lips, she felt him swell even bigger and her tight velvety softness clenched and milked him as he poured himself inside her. Buffy collapsed and rolled off him, snuggling up.

She woke, refreshed but alone six hours later.

She was just going to get out of bed, when Spike appeared in the doorway, carrying a tray laid out with tea, juice and toast. He had the mail between his teeth.

Buffy grinned and sat up, plumping up the pillows.

“And what have I done to deserve this?” she asked with a grin, and Spike leaned over and gave her a nice kiss and said,

“Nothing special, I just thought I’d treat my best girl”

“Daddy…I want a drink!”

“And here’s my other best girl – you want a drink too do you? Well come on then poppet, in you get, I’ll go get you some baby juice” Spike kissed his daughter and passed her to Buffy.

“Mommy, can I come in with you too?” Billy asked and scampered in.

When all four of them in bed, munching toast Buffy said

“Now, we’ve got some news to tell you, as you daddy’s been very clever and he’s going to get his book published, we decided to go on holiday”

“Yay! – Are we going to see Uncle Giles?”

“I expect so, but we are going to stay in a nice hotel by the sea, so you must promise to be good”

“I love the seaside, I like playing in the rock pools and finding crabs and starfish!”

Buffy tousled her son’s honey coloured curls and smiled

“I know you do – it’s very exciting, isn’t it!”

Spike was reading the mail.

“Well, as soon as our holiday is over, I’ll have to come down and start on the second book, they want the first draft by the end of November”

Buffy smiled and said,

“Well, it won’t be any bother will it – have you an idea of what you want to do?”

Spike nodded and said,

“Oh yes, for the second one, I’m going to call it Jack the Ripper’s Whitechapel, with my diaries it shouldn’t be too much of a problem at all”

Chapter 3


Three weeks later.

“Come on Izzie, wake up poppet” Spike gently kissed his daughter’s forehead.

Her eyes flickered open, and immediately she smiled and sat up on his lap.

“Are we at the seaside?”

“Yes baby, look”

Yawning, Izzie took in the strings of coloured light bulbs between the lamp posts, and the brightly coloured shops with the beach balls and buckets and spades outside, quite surprised to see it was getting dark.

“Can we go on the beach?”

Buffy laughed and said,

“Tomorrow darling, now let’s get checked into the hotel and get us all something to eat, it’s getting late”

“It’s strange, it feels like it should be lunchtime!” Billy said, helping his dad and the taxi driver with the cases.

*************

Being too late for dinner in their bed and breakfast hotel, the four went out and had fish and chips, eating them while sitting on a bench overlooking the sea.

“Hmm…yummy, I forgot how much I love this…” Buffy said

“There’s a fun-fair over there, the other side of the pier, can we go?” Billy asked, screwing his white paper wrapper up and throwing it in the bin.

“Tomorrow, son. Perhaps uncle Giles will take you” Spike said

“Have you finished Izzie?”

Izzie nodded and Buffy threw their wrappers away.

“Oh great, Uncle Giles is coming?” Billy said enthusiastically.

Buffy smiled and said,

“Yes, he’s coming after breakfast and he’s going to take you out for the day while daddy and me go look at some things, okay?”

A chill wind blew up and they made their way back to the hotel.

“What time are you picking up the hire car?” Buffy asked

“Anytime after nine the woman said, so I’ll nip and fetch it after breakfast, you can wait for Giles” Buffy nodded.

******************

Buffy was sitting reading a morning newspaper in the lounge of the hotel, while Billy and Izzie looked out of the huge window waiting for their ‘uncle’ Giles.

“Mommy…are we going to live here?” Billy asked suddenly.

Buffy smiled and asked

“What makes you say that?”

Billy shrugged

“I don’t know, I just thought”

“Well, we might. Would you like to?”

“Oh yes!”

“Well, we’ll see”

“Giles! Giles! Uncle Giles!” Izzie said excitedly, and Billy went to the window to see him getting out of the car.

“He’s here mom!”

Outside Giles looked at a piece of paper in his hand, and then at the name of the hotel, ‘The Sandpiper’, and began to walk up the path.

One of the cleaner’s opened the door and the two children ran down to greet him.

He caught Izzie full pelt and scooped her up, swinging her around, and then he cuddled her up. He then bent down on his haunches and shook hands with Billy, then gave him a hug too. He carried Izzie back inside, Billy leading the way.

Buffy heard Giles say,

“And you are getting prettier by the minute young lady…now where’s your mum, come on lets go find…Buffy!”

He put Izzie down and came over and gave Buffy a big hug.

“Giles! Oh, it’s so good to see you!”

“Let me look at you…you look wonderful – Spike’s looking after you okay then – where is he by the way?”

“Gone to pick up the hire car, he won’t be long, he’s been gone half an hour, want some morning coffee?”

“Love some”

Ten minutes later, Spike came in to find them all in the lounge.

Giles stood and shook hands with Spike, they also exchanged a back slapping hug. They sat and Spike helped himself to coffee

“Uncle Giles, what are going to do today?”

He winked at Buffy and said,

“Oh I thought you and Izzie could sit quietly while I do some work”

The two children just looked at him, and then Giles laughed.

“Just teasing you, well, It’s going to be beautiful day, so what say we go buy ourselves a couple of nets, some buckets and spades and go on the beach and play in the rock pools?”

“Oh yes, and then can we go on the funfair?”

“I should think so…but no wanting to be on the ghost train, I’d be too scared!”

The children giggled and Buffy said,

“Here’s the key, our room is number 8, I’ve put there bathing costumes out on the bed with towels, they can run up here draped in towels to change, we’re not that far from the beach”

“Don’t worry about a thing, I’ll look after them for you, won’t I - Just look at her, isn’t she beautiful?” Giles winked and tousled Izzie’s honey coloured curls.

“Well come on then kiddies…let’s go up and get changed!”

“You ready pet?” Spike asked

Buffy nodded and finished her coffee; they kissed the children and left for Denning and Barton, estate agents.


**********

Fifty minutes later, Spike stopped and looked at the map the agent had given him, and then at the signpost at the side of the road.

“Doesn’t say which Netherbourne, that’s the problem”

“Hold on…I’ll ask this farmer…he’ll tell us”

Buffy flagged down the tractor that was coming towards them and took the map off Spike.

“Hi, could you help us please, we’re looking for Netherbourne”

“Which one do you want – there’s three, Upper, Middle and Lower”

“Three – oh dear, we’re trying to find Honeysuckle cottage”

Then you want Upper Netherbourne, do a complete U turn, go along to the end of the lane, then turn right, it looks like a gap in the hedge, but it leads straight to it”

“Thankyou!”

“Welcome!”

Buffy got back into the car, and gave Spike the instructions. Spike drove on.

“Here – do you think he meant turn here?”

“Well there is no other, and he said it looked like a gap in the hedge” Spike turned carefully through the gap, and Buffy said,

“Oh look, there it is!” Spike drove up and pulled up outside. The garden was very overgrown and wild, full of weeds and wild flowers, it was alive with bees buzzing and butterflies.

Spike slid his sunglasses to the top of his head and looked at the grey stone cottage.

“Well, the roof needs re-thatching…it’ll cost thousands”

“Come on, let’s look inside” They could just about make out a gate and carefully made their way down the overgrown path.

Spike took the keys out of his pocket and they went in.

An inglenook fireplace, exposed oak beams and quite a low ceiling in the sitting room part. The kitchen part had been added at the turn of the 20th century, and that also had a fireplace and oak beams.

“It’ll need re-wiring too…” Spike flicked the very old fashioned 1930’s style light switch, but of course, nothing happened.

The stairs were quite narrow and uneven, but upstairs there were four decent sized bedrooms and a bathroom with a free-standing Victorian claw-foot bath.

“That’s one for the antique shop I reckon – they cost a fortune!” Spike said

“Oh no, I think it’s lovely – I don’t want to modernise it too much! – Oh my goodness, have you seen the size of this bed!”

Spike followed her into the largest back bedroom

“My god, they must have built the bed, then built the cottage around it!”

“There’s no way they’d have got this up those stairs!”

Buffy went over and looked more closely at the carving on the huge four-poster bed that dominated the room.

“I wonder how old it is?”

“Probably as old as the house. Anyway, what do you think?”

“I think it’s lovely”

“No, I mean the whole place, not just the bed”

“I really love it”

“Do you?”

“Don’t you?”

“Yeah, I actually do. It’s going to take some renovating though”

“Could we afford it?”

“I don’t see why not, I’ve got that four book deal don’t forget, and it’s quiet enough for me to concentrate, I could use the spare bedroom as a study to work”

“And don’t forget we’ll have the money from the sale of the house in Revello Drive. Shall we put in an offer?”

“Well there’s another three we can look at, don’t you think we should look at them first?”

“Okay, but I don’t want to loose this place now that we’ve found it!”

“I doubt it pet, it’s been on the market for nearly thirty years”

“I wonder why that is?”

“I’ve no idea babe…come on, next one’s ten minutes away”

They locked up and left and got the map out to find the next cottage.

Chapter 4

As they walked down the path of the fourth cottage they’d seen that day, Spike said,

“Okay, let’s find somewhere we can grab a quick sandwich and discuss what we’ve seen” Buffy readily agreed as she was hungry.

They found a lovely little pub, with hanging baskets full of flowers outside that offered morning coffee, bar meals and afternoon tea.

At the bar Spike ordered himself a ‘Ploughman’s Lunch’, and Buffy thought she’d spoil herself with a Devonshire Cream Tea.

Their food was soon served, and Spike tucked into his crusty bread, rich cheddar cheese, salad and chutney with gusto.

“Hmm, delicious! Could do with a nice pint of bitter to go with this really! – But I’ll stick with the cola as I’m driving!”

Buffy took a bite of her strawberry conserve and clotted cream laden scone and closed her eyes in rapture.

“Oh god, this is heaven! I’m gonna get so fat living down here!”

“So, which one do you like so far?”

Spike tapped the notebook with the cottage names and addresses on.

“First…sorry!” Buffy wiped her mouth of the smear of cream and said

“First one, what about you?”

“Yup, I agree. That one, in Appledore, it was more like a dolls house!”

Buffy nodded and drank some tea.

“I quite liked the one in Croyde, but it was just…I don’t know, too far from everything”

“It smelt damp to me”

“That’s because it had been flooded, twice in three years”

“What about the last one, handy for the school and shops”

“Yes, BUT, it was on a main road – besides which, I thought you said you wanted to educate the children at home”

“I do. So what do you want to do, go round some more estate agents and look for some more?” Spike suggested.

“Can do, we are here for a week after all”

****************


After looking at one more cottage, which would have been too small for their needs, they decided to give up and go back to the hotel.

It was five thirty when they pulled up onto the driveway.

Giles was just coming down the stairs with the children as they entered.

“Mommy! – We’ve had a brilliant day!” Billy greeted them, and Izzie ran straight to her daddy, who scooped her up and blew a raspberry on her cheek.

Buffy grinned and kissed her son.

“Have you? – good, I’m so glad!”

“We were just coming down into the lounge to look for you, do you have dinner booked here?” Giles asked

“No, just breakfasts, we didn’t want to be tied to a time if we went for a day out” Spike explained

“Well, on our travels today, we spotted a nice family friendly restaurant, do you fancy it?” Giles asked

“Great, give me ten minutes to have a quick shower” Buffy ran upstairs.


***************


“………and it nearly nip-ted me!” Izzie said to her daddy.

“Really poppet?” Spike said, smiling at her, and she gave a big nod.

“It wasn’t THAT big, but I suppose as she’s only little, it must have seemed a really big crab to her” Billy said.

“I see, and did you see anything else in the rock pools?”

“We saw starfish…and some jelly fish, uncle Giles said not to touch those as they sting…oh and we saw some limpets on the rocks, they are so strong, it’s impossible to knock them off!”

Buffy came down stairs, washed and changed and they all left the hotel.

**************

They got themselves a nice big table in the restaurant and ordered.

“What do you want Billy?”

“Um…”

“There is a children’s menu” the waitress said helpfully, but Buffy said she preferred the children to have ‘proper’ food rather than a diet of sausages, burgers, chicken nuggets and chips.


Izzie pointed to a picture and announced

“I want that”

“The chicken, okay” Buffy said, and then looked at Billy

“Me too, can I have the barbecue one?”

“Is it spicy?” Buffy asked the waitress

“No, just a sweet tomato based sauce”

“Okay then, one plain roast, one barbecued chicken…Giles?”

Giles and Spike ordered steaks, and Buffy ordered herself pasta with salmon, lobster and shrimp cream sauce.

They children behaved beautifully, didn’t make a mess and remembered their manners.

Giles treated them all and paid the bill.

He yawned and stretched

“Tired you out have they?” Buffy asked with a grin

“They were golden, absolute sweethearts, I think it’s the wine making me tired!”

“Will you be okay to drive back?”

“Not going to, I thought that, well, I could do with a few days off, and I’m sure things won’t come to any harm if I have myself a break, so I booked into the hotel until Friday. So I can look after the children anytime for you”

Buffy and Spike grinned. They noticed little Izzie’s head begin to droop, and they all left the restaurant, Spike carrying Izzie who instantly fell asleep.

*************

They following morning dawned bright and sunny, and Buffy opened the window she got a blast of fresh air that smelt of the sea. She could hear the cry of the sea gulls as they swooped around the fishing boats in the harbour.

She sat back on the bed, having made them tea. The children were still asleep.

Spike woke and said,

“Morning!”

“Hey babe – it’s a beautiful day out there!”

“Good. Looks good in here too!” Spike said grinning reaching for her.

Buffy kissed him, but stayed his shoulder

“Hey, down tiger, we can’t! The children are only through those curtains!” The room was partitioned off by means of a curtain, to where the children slept.

“They’re still asleep!”

“You are always so frisky in the morning!” Buffy grinned, and then whispered,

“Actually, you’re always so frisky ANYTIME!”

“And are you complaining?” Spike asked with a grin.

“No but-“ she was interrupted by a soft knock on the door.

Buffy tightened her robe around her and opened it.

There stood Giles in his dressing robe, brandishing a n electric kettle.

“Um, sorry to trouble you, but the kettle I’ve got doesn’t seem to work!”

“Come in Giles…here, have this, it’s just been made!” Buffy handed him her mug of tea.

Spike sat up in bed and sipped his drink.

“Ooh, thankyou. So, have you decided what you are going to do today?”

“We were about to discuss it!” Buffy said, knowing that that wasn’t strictly true…………

“Well, I’m ready, willing and able to have the children again if you want. In fact, I promised them I’d take them to the National Maritime Museum”

“Really – Billy will love that, but I’m not sure about Izzie though”

“Oh she’ll love it, don’t worry, there’s plenty for them to do there, even the little ones, I read the guide book”

Spike looked at Buffy.

“Well, if you’re sure, that would be great!”

A little face appeared through the curtains and said

“Mommy…can we go on the beach?”

Giles piped up and said,

“Course we can, then after lunch, shall we go and look at some big boats?”

The day was arranged and after breakfast Buffy and Spike left the children in Giles’ capable hands and went to go look at more properties.

“Take your time, don’t rush back, and we’ll go back to that restaurant tonight, I want to try their lobster!” Giles said as he waved them off.

Chapter 5

They didn’t even bother to get out of the car when they pulled up outside the first place on their list.

“That, is not a cottage!” Buffy ducked her head to look out of the window and frowned.

“I’d say that was a 1950’s terrace house – come on…where’s the next one?” Spike asked, and indicated to pull out.

“Lee. We need to get to the main road, and take the…hold on, the B239 to Brookfield, then take the left hand turning to Shipley, and it’s the first on the right after Beckett’s farm”

Spike easily found the place and they pulled up. The first thing they noticed was the smell of the farm when they got out of the car.

“Pooh! What a stink!”

“Does a bit, doesn’t it!”

“A bit – have you got blocked nasal cavities – Ew no, come on, I couldn’t live here, I’d feel permanently sick!” Buffy headed back to the car.

Spike got in straight after her.

“We’d get used to it, I suppose”

Buffy just ignored him and picked up the notebook and said,

“Right, for the next one, we need to go back to that B239 road, but take the right hand turn off for Crediton and Bentley Heath”

Half way there, due to major road works, they got hopelessly lost in the tiny little back lanes.

Spike stopped the car under some trees and grinned at Buffy

“What?” she smiled back.

“We’re all alone…”

“And?”

Spike leaned across and kissed her.

“Hmm, Sp- hmm- oh, but- ooooohhhhh, Sp-Spike, we………hmm, we can’t – not here?”

Buffy tried to lean out of his embrace, but she was pressed against the car door and Spike easily sought her lips again, kissing and nuzzling her neck, making her shiver with want and delight, after all, it had been over two days since they’d last made love.

“Hmm, why not………we’re all alone...relax………”

“Ooooohhhhh!”

“There…feel good babe?” Spike ran his hand up her silky soft thighs, which Buffy readily parted for him.

All she could do was nod.

Sneaking his fingers inside her panties, he could feel was already getting quite wet for him as he teasingly slid his hand back and forth over her smooth labia.

With his other hand, Spike found the lever at the side of the seat and pulled it up, and immediately Buffy felt herself lying down.

Her hands weren’t idle either, and she unzipped him, his monster sized erection practically leapt into her hand and he hissed as her fingers nearly closed round his steely hardness.

“Please babe, I’m not going to last long!”

Buffy was ready to go off like a rocket herself, and he quickly manoeuvred himself and was inside her in a trice, although it was cramped to say the least, Spike pounded into her, and Buffy managed to get her feet up and rest them on the dashboard!

“Babe…can’t hold…back…ooh!”

“Go on, yeah, don’t stop!”

Spike felt the first tight clench of her inner muscles and he felt himself swell and he thrust up as hard as he could, coming with a loud gasp.

Spike collapsed for a few seconds and then Buffy let out a muffled yell.

“Wha-what is - oh!” he withdrew from her and started to laugh, Buffy put her hand on her chest and then suddenly checked to see if the door was locked.

“It’s only a cow, it’s hardly likely to try and open the door is it!” Spike hitched his jeans up and pulled on his sweater.

“It gave me a – oh god!”

MMMMMMMOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Buffy saw the huge nostrils sniffing at the car, and urged Spike to get going.

“That’s for you being a randy sod!” Buffy said, but she was smiling.

“Problem is…that’s just whetted my appetite!” Spike said, with a wink.

“How about if we call it a day, and go back to the hotel?”

“But what if Giles comes back?”

“He won’t. Well we can ask at reception, or, if we see the children’s swimming costumes in the sink, we know he’s been back and took them to the museum, we could have a couple of hours to ourselves…” Buffy didn’t need any more persuading…

“Okay, let’s go!”

As they walked into the hotel, one of the chambermaids said,

“Oh, you’ve just missed the children and their uncle, they left about ten minutes ago, they’re going to the museum!”

“Oh, right, thanks!” Buffy said, following Spike up stairs, two at a time!

They spent the afternoon leisurely making love, up against the door, on the floor, on the bed and even in the shower!

They fell asleep and Spike woke, it was 4.40pm

“Babe, go get dressed, I’ve just heard Giles’ car pull up”

Buffy went into the bathroom and did just that, Spike was just filling the kettle when he heard the key in the lock.

“Hey!”

“DADDY – look what I drawed!” Izzie said, proudly holding up a multi-coloured scribble.

“You mean what you drew – let me look. Did you do that? Aren’t you a clever girl! – What have you got Billy?”

“Well, there was this I spy thing, the book says to look out for things in the museum, and each one you find you tick off, if you find them all, you get a prize, look, I won a model lifeboat”

“Clever lad – tea Giles?”

“Great”

Buffy came out of the bathroom and greeted her children and Giles.

“So, did you have a fruitful day?” Giles asked, not wanting to say too much in front of the children

“Not really, to be truthful, well, I think really in our heart of hearts, we know we’ve found the one we want, so…you tell them Spike!”

“Well, tomorrow, we thought we could all go see the cottage we’d like to buy – what do you say?”

“I think it’s a jolly good idea!” Billy said, and they all laughed.

*************


The following morning after breakfast they set off to Honeysuckle Cottage, with Giles sitting in the front and Buffy sitting in the back with the children.


It took them a little over an hour to get there, and Spike pulled up outside.

“There, this is it! Welcome to Honeysuckle Cottage! Buffy said enthusiastically.

Giles took off his glasses and cleaned them putting them back on slowly.

“Um…you do realise that the roof needs re-thatching, it’ll cost thousands” he slowly and carefully made his way down the weed-choked path. Buffy carried Izzie, and Spike followed with Billy.

“Yes, well, never mind that, you should see the inside! Exposed oak beams, inglenook fireplace, huge kitchen with a huge fireplace and bread oven!” Buffy said quickly opening the front door.

Spike saw his son look up at one of the upstairs windows.

“What do you think son, would you like to live here?” Spike had his hand on Billy’s shoulder. Without smiling Billy said,

“Will I have a room of my own?”

“Of course, and you’ll be allowed to have it painted in the colour of your choice too, what do you say?”

“That’ll be nice…can I see the big bed now?”

“Yes, of course you – um, how did you know about that?” Spike realised that they’d been very careful not to mention anything in front of the children in case they changed their minds, so Billy hadn’t heard about the huge four-poster from them.

Billy shrugged and said,

“I don’t know, I just do. Come on” and he went inside.

Spike went into the lounge where Buffy and Giles were, with Izzie sitting in the inglenook.

“Isn’t it beautiful – it dates back centuries – come on through to the kitchen!” Buffy lead the way and found Spike trying to shoo out a pigeon that had come in through a tiny broken window. He opened the back door with a huge rusty key, and as soon as it was open, the bird flapped out

As he was shutting the door, he fancied he saw something out of the corner of his eye, down the bottom of the garden and did a double take, but he saw nothing. It must have been one of the very tall overgrown weeds that had moved in the breeze.

Buffy was babbling on about how the place had been added onto, sounding like the estate agent’s printout about the cottage!

“Hey, you’re the ones that are buying the place – if you like it…it’ll mean a lot of work though” Giles said, smiling

“We know, but well, I love it!”

Izzie came in and held her arms up and Buffy picked her up.

“Did we tell you about the huge big bed – goodness knows how they got it upstairs, we reckon they must have built the cottage around it, let’s go up…where’s Billy – Spike, where’s Billy?”

“I think he’s upstairs already, he um…”

“He what?”

“He seemed to know all about the big bed, he asked if he could come and see it, did you mention anything to him?”

Buffy frowned, and said,

“Not a word”

“I asked him and he shrugged said he just knew”

“Izzie…come and look at this big cat!” Billy called from upstairs, and she wriggled in her mother’s arms, so Buffy put her down to scurry off upstairs.

“Do you think it’s something to do with his, you know, ‘powers?’ – We’ve seen precious little of anything from him since you changed”

“Could be…oh what was that?” There was a loud thud from upstairs and Buffy and Spike went up.

“Everything okay - we heard a thump! – Oh my, what a big cat!”

Buffy squatted and carefully went to stroke the huge marmalade cat. It lazily blinked at her with his huge green eyes and it purred like an outboard motor rubbing itself against her legs. She fussed it and then it padded out of the room.

Spike glanced out of the window into the back garden, and again he thought he saw something, especially as some particularly tall cowslips were waving around more than others.

His reverie was broken by the sound of Giles laughing while looking at the big bed in the front bedroom.

Spike turned to go out of the room and saw Billy standing in the doorway.

“What do you think son, chosen your room yet?”

Again without smiling Billy shrugged

“I don’t mind”

“Are you okay – don’t you want to live here?” Spike asked, smoothing Billy’s hair. Buffy noticed them and excused herself from Giles and came into the room.

“Everything okay Billy – or don’t you like it?”

“It’s fine mommy, honestly”

“It’s just you’re being a bit quiet, say if you don’t want to live here, we don’t want you to be unhappy, son” Spike added

“I really, really don’t mind. I think it’ll be an adventure”

Buffy and Spike looked at each other, then Giles called them.

“You see this bath, my great-grandmother had one just like it!” Buffy wandered out to the bathroom, and Spike ruffled Billy’s hair.

“Really – well Giles, what do you think of the place then?”

“Well, like I say, it’s going to take a lot of hard work and money, but if it’s what you want, then I say go for it!”

“Come on, we’ve still got time to go into town and put an offer in at the estate agents. You’ll look after Billy and Izzie while we do that, won’t you Giles?” Spike asked, and Giles said he’d be glad to.

Dropping Giles and the children off at some park gates practically opposite the Estate Agents, Buffy and Spike said they’d catch up with them later, when they’d seen about the cottage.

Spike parked the car and he and Buffy walked hand in hand to the office. Buffy hesitated outside.

“Do you think we are doing the right thing?”

“Have you changed your mind?”

“No, it’s just, well – I don’t know…going to be so different!”

“It’ll mean some BIG changes alright – look, nothing is written in stone here babe, we can always pull out, it’s not as if we’ll be letting anybody down. Lets go in and put in an offer, see what they say”

Buffy nodded and they went into the office.

They sat down, and was told somebody would be with them shortly.

After about five minutes, a friendly looking man invited them into his office.

“Good afternoon, now, I understand you are interested in a property we have on our books, one um, Honeysuckle Cottage, Netherbourne, is that right?” he smiled at the couple.

“That’s right, yes” Buffy and Spike nodded

“I see, well, I can’t see an asking price, so if you’ll just bear with me, I’ll telephone the vendor” he flicked a switch on the phone and the dialling tone could be heard, then the little multi-tone beeps as the number was dialled, as soon as it was answered, he picked up the receiver. It was on speakerphone so they could hear.

“Riverside Residential Nursing home, can I help you?”

“Ah, good afternoon, my name is Andrew Perry, I represent Denning and Barton Estate Agents, could I possibly speak to a Miss Emily Clariborne please – it regards a property belonging to her there is some interest being shown in it and-“

“I’m sorry Mr..Mr?”

“Perry, Andrew Perry”

“I’m sorry Mr Perry, but Miss Clariborne passed away a few months ago, all her effects are being dealt with by her solicitors, if you give me one moment……………………
Ah, here you are, Messer’s Bright, Bright and Johnson, there’s a branch in the High Street, Exeter – would you like their telephone number?”

“Please………555 5042, right, thankyou, bye”

The man looked at Buffy and Spike.

“Did you get all that – look, this may take some time, could go have a coffee and come back in say……half an hour or so?”

*******

They crossed the road to the park and went and had an ice cream with Giles and the children.

“It should be better for you this way” Giles said.

“How do you mean?” Buffy asked

“Well, if there is no proper asking price, it will just go to what it’s worth, and they’ll take into account how much renovation needs doing”

Three quarters of an hour later, Spike and Buffy went back.

They were ushered into Mr Perry’s office to be told that the solicitors had been instructed to accept any reasonable offer after a survey, and that the money was going to animal charities.

“Would you like us to carry out the survey for you – I could do it tomorrow morning, we have a surveyor free”

“That would great, yes, thankyou. Um, do you want us there or…could you contact us – how long will it take?”

“Actually, not long, it’s usually a couple of weeks, but we make a point of visiting all our properties that haven’t sold after a few months, just to keep on top of things, I could ring you after lunch tomorrow”

“I tell you what, I’ll ring you, that way we won’t be stuck in the hotel all day waiting” Spike said.

“As you wish…”

*****************


2pm the following day.

“Hello, I’m phoning about the valuation on Honeysuckle Cottage, Netherbourne. We came in yesterday and…you have oh good, how much?
It was all Spike could do not to burst out, ‘Is that all!’. I see, well, if that’s the value we’d like to put in an offer…yes we will, bye then”

Spike put the phone down and grinned. He went into the hotel lounge where everybody was waiting.

“Well?”

“£35,000, they know it needs re-thatching, re-wiring, the plumbing doing, anyway, I’ve put in an offer we need to go sign some papers, now”
 

Chapter 6

Three days later

They decided to buy the cottage, and their offer was accepted, and Spike said he’d pay for the property straight out, he didn’t want a mortgage – he wanted everything as cut and dried as it could be before they went back to America.

It was Thursday morning and they were at the cottage…………………

“Well, actually it’s not as bad as you think!” The lady thatcher said, standing on the path surveying the roof.

“Really?”

“I’ve looked at the inside, it’s perfectly sound, it’s the outside top layer. It’s been got at by a few squirrels and there’s a birds nest, but you only need to lop a few big branches off that horse chestnut tree…then if I top dress it with long and short, and put criss-crossed willow bands on it, it’ll be fine”

“I see!” Spike said, having to trust the lady.

“So, how much?”

“Well…I’m apprenticing my 16 year old son at the moment, so if you didn’t mind the job taking a couple of weeks longer, I’ll only charge you for how long it would normally take me”

“Go on”

“£9,000.”

“And it’s fire proof?”

“Guaranteed, fireproof, rainproof, even high wind proof, as is all my work – I give you a 25 year guarantee”

“Well then, when can you start?!” Spike said offering his hand to shake on the deal.

The woman said she could start the job in a month’s time and Spike wrote her out a cheque for materials.

He came into the cottage and Buffy was using her mobile phone.

“Yes, it’s Honeysuckle cottage, Upper Nether- hello – hello? Damn!”

Buffy frowned at the handset and snapped it shut.

“What’s up?”

“That’s twice now! As soon as I say where we are, they hang up on me!”

“What – don’t be silly – it’s probably a bad connection round here – could be that big horse chestnut tree outside, I was just talking to the Jean, and she said to get it cut back, lop a few of the branches to stop the squirrels getting-“

“Who?”

“Jean – that woman that’s going to do the thatching for us”

“Oh. No I don’t think it’s that, it was a definite cut off, like they hung up on me”

“Want me to have a go – where are the children by the way?”

“Outside, they followed that cat out – god alone knows how it gets in, all I can see is that tiny broken window in the kitchen, and there’s no way it could get through there, it must weigh three stone at least!”

“Hmm…do you think it’s wise they should be out there, it’s very overgrown, and we don’t where the well is yet” Spike said

“Oh, I forgot about that, I’ll go call them”

Buffy went to the kitchen door and opened it and called Billy and Izzie

After about ten seconds, she was just going to go out and call them again, when they emerged holding hands, their mouths stained purple from berry juice.

“Oh god, oh my god – what have you been eating – SPIKE – SPIKE!” Buffy shouted, grabbing the two children to her

Spike dashed to the backdoor and flung it open, he had a very worried look about him at first, until he saw the two children

“What is it?”

“Well look!” Buffy thrust both of them at him!

“They could have eaten something poisonous – oh god – come and show me what you’ve eaten!” Buffy was still panicked and Izzie started to cry. Spike came out and picked her up

“Buffy, calm down, I’m sure that-“

“It’s okay mommy, daddy – we haven’t eaten anything poisonous, Hepsibar said they were nice, and she was eating them too – she washed them in the stream first”

“Hepsibar – who’s Hepsibar?” Both Buffy and Spike looked at Billy.

“She was in the garden collecting………” Billy narrowed his eyes in thought and then said,

“Feverfew for headaches, and marshmallow for a soothing skin lotion”

“Billy, what have we told you about talking to strangers?” Buffy asked

“Oh, she isn’t a stranger – well I suppose she is, but I knew she’d be alright” Billy said.

“You don’t know that!” Buffy said firmly, to which Billy looked his mother straight in the eye and said,

“But I DO, mommy. And she said they were loganberries, and they were yummy”

Buffy looked at Spike, who tousled his son’s head.

“Tell you what, how about mommy driving down to the village to get us some lunch, hmm? And then later we can go get ice cream, what do you say?”

“But-“ Buffy began, but Spike just smiled at her and she relaxed and nodded

“You two go with mommy while I make some calls”

Billy and Izzie ran to the car

“I’ll have a quick scout round out the back, see if I can see this – what’s-her-name is” Spike said quietly to Buffy. She nodded and took the car keys out of her pocket.

As soon as she’d gone, Spike went out the back door. He had a good look around, found the ancient well under a veritable forest of creeping ivy, and noticed that there was a stream – little more than a brook really running at the bottom of the garden.

He was just turning to back in the house, when he heard a woman’s voice say,

‘Pick two, leave three, come again another day’

He crept over to where the voice came from and stood behind some very tall cowslips, he parted them and blinked – to be confronted by a rather large posterior!

“Excuse me!”

“OOH!”

The woman jumped and turned – and what a sight she was too!

She was a large lady, with a ruddy cheeks and a shock of white frizzy hair, which she tried (but didn’t succeed very well) to keep under control with a multi-coloured knitted beret type hat. She wore an ancient coat tied with string, and what looked like big hobnailed boots

“Oh! Gave Hepsibar a right start you did! That what you do is it? Creep up on folk!”

“Um sorry to scare you, but I have to point out, this is MY garden – least, it will be when I get round to sorting it out – so, you’re Hepsibar then!”

“And by sorting it out Hepsibar supposes you mean cutting everything down, putting in a lawn, and an herbaceous border” She sighed

Spike noticed she had a basket with her, half filled with various bunches of what looked to him like weeds.

“Well, yes, I suppose”

She sighed again and said,

“Well at least tell me Hepsibar can still have some well water”

“Um…well – I um – it needs to be covered, we have children you see and- “

“Young William and Elizabeth – beautiful children, just beautiful. And precious”

“Um, yes”

“They would come to no harm. There’s something special about your boy”

Spike stood straight and looked at her

“And there’s more to you than meets the eye too” She fixed him with her dancing almost violet coloured eyes

Spike didn’t know what to say about this.

“Well, can Hepsibar?”

“Sorry, can you what?”

“Still have the well water – Hepsibar means, strictly speaking, water is water, and could just take, but old Hepsibar is nothing but got her manners”

Spike found it odd that she spoke in the first person singular.

“We’ll come to an arrangement. If we cover the well, we’ll give you a key or something”

“Good – knew you weren’t all bad!”

“I’m sorry?”

“Nothing…so now, got to find another place to get my herbs and medicines then”

“Medicines?”

“These, look around you” she spread her arm out

“Nature’s Pharmacy – never mind all your take a pill for this and that, poison, that’s what they are, chemical poison. Nature provides all the cures for what ail’s ‘e!”

“Um, well you’re quite welcome to come and take what you want – while it’s still here of course!”

“Think on how many homes you’d be a destroyin’!”

“What – what homes – I don’t”

“See there, yonder, by that wooden bucket – hedgehogs – whole family of ‘em. And there, under the pump handle – seen leverets, baby hares, getting more and more rare these days with all this intensive farmin’.

“Swallows in the eaves, squirrels and not to mention the butterflies and bees – like honey do ‘e? Spread it on your toast in the mornin’ do ‘e? Bee’s make honey they do!”

“I know that! – Look…we’ll probably leave this bottom part as wild flowers, sort of like a meadow, will that suit you?”

“And if you promise not to use chemicals on your garden…Hepsibar can help ‘e if ‘e wants to get rid of black fly or the like”

“Okay, I prom- oh, that’s Buffy back with the children – BUFFY………BUFFY, Come and meet Hep-oh!” Spike turned to speak to the eccentric old woman, but it was if she’d vanished into thin air. Not even the weeds stirred. He peered round, but she was gone. He frowned and thought it strange.

“Sorry, what?” Buffy called from the back door

“Nothing, it’s okay” Spike made his way carefully up the path

“Come and get your Cornish pasty while it’s hot!” Buffy called

“Coming” Spike went inside.

“Did you manage to get hold of an electrician?” Buffy handed Spike a paper bag with a hot Cornish pasty in.

“Um, actually, no – I went into the garden”

“She likes you really dad, she knows you’re not bad and that you won’t destroy all the wild animals homes” Billy piped up, between mouthfuls of pasty

Buffy and Spike both gave their child a puzzled look but said nothing, and Spike mouthed ‘I’ll tell you later’ to Buffy.

**************


Back at the seaside hotel, Buffy and Spike were in bed, the children asleep.

“Yes, okay, but how did Billy know – he was with me in the village, he couldn’t possibly have heard your conversation with this Hepsibar – so how did he know about the wild animals and stuff?”

“Well, we’ll just have to put it down to one of his special powers I suppose” Spike said, and then frowned as he glanced at Buffy, who was biting her bottom lip.

“What’s up babe?” Spike put his book down and rolled on his side to cuddle her up.

“Just worried I guess…I mean why should this special talent of his be manifesting itself now – do you think there’s a reason?”

“A reason?”

“You know! I mean when he was a baby – that levitation thing he could do. How we didn’t know how Mr Gordo kept getting into his cot – and although we don’t know for sure, but he must have had something to do with you being up on that altar for that Amun Rah thing…I haven’t seen him do that since –in fact, I haven’t seen him do anything really since that”

“And what, you think something’s going to happen because he’s showing us another special power?”

“Oh god don’t say that – he wasn’t exactly enthusiastic about the cottage, was he?”

“He was fine – he said – what did he say now…oh yes, he said, oh…”

“He said it would be an adventure” Buffy said a little flatly, and snuggled into Spike’s embrace.

“Well – whatever, we’ll cope – that’s if there is anything – which I don’t think there will be”

“You don’t?”

“Forget it…now…stop worrying!” He kissed her lightly on the forehead, and Buffy moved so he could kiss her properly and suddenly she slid down out of his grasp.

Taking his huge hard length in her small hand, Buffy guided the bulbous tip to her soft pink lips, she flicked her tongue out and lapped at the pre-cum at the leaking slit.

Swirling her tongue around the turgid flesh, gently squeezing and fondling his balls in their heavy sac, she formed her lips into the perfect tight little ‘O’ shape, and slowly slid them over the head of his penis.
S
pike closed his rolling eyes, and gasped out, holding her head, his legs shaky.

Buffy went to kneel between Spike’s thigh’s, but he grabbed her hips and turned her around, so that her soft golden thighs were by his head, and the soft scrub of her dark curls were by his mouth.

Spike lapped out his tongue to taste her sweet nectar, and loved the deep throaty groan of pleasure that she emitted from the back of her throat, the same throat that pressed the glans of him as she greedily sucked him down while pumping him with the other hand.

Gently holding her nether lips open with his finger and thumb, he sort his prize and found it, began to flick at her hypersensitive clit, circling and swiping with his tongue, before plunging in deep to lap at her sweetness.

Buffy groaned and writhed, she made her own movements firmer and faster, then she stopped to cry out she tried to keep quiet, quickly Spike turned her around and was between her satiny soft golden thighs.

Buffy reached down and slipped him inside her, arched her back as he slid up and up, deep into the core of her need.

Spike would never ever tire of this, he thought, he felt reborn every time, her sweet tight hot depths were perfect for him.

He knew he wouldn’t last too long, her hot little mouth had put paid to any longevity in this coupling, he could feel the blissful tension mount, his breath became shallow and ragged, he whispered her name over and over like a mantra, Buffy in turn scratched his back, clutched at him, begged him harder and faster.


“S—S-S-Spike – oh my god, oh, I love you, Spike, please, now, now, come with me, my baby, my sweet baby, yes oh yes, OOOOHHHHH YESSSS!”

He felt the definite involuntary clench of her orgasm, and that was it, it tripped him over, he thrust up as hard and fast as he could, she felt him swell and his balls tighten, he was babbling incoherently, so good, so good, …she then felt the whiplash of his creamy torrent as he flooded her hot depths, sating her.

Spike rested for a moment. He lifted his head from her collarbone, and kissed her.

“Love you baby, lets sleep now”

Buffy mumbled ‘love you’ back, and was asleep in a trice.
 

Chapter 7



The house in Revello Drive had gone on the market as soon as they’d got back from England, and it had sold within ten days. A month later, they were on their way back to England to live.

They decided to rent a holiday apartment in Lower Netherbourne while the cottage was being renovated, and being towards the end of the summer season, it was cheap enough.

Buffy came in from shopping at the tiny little local shop-cum-post office where she bought the basics like milk and bread.

“Spike”

Spike was reading a letter

“Hmm?”

“The woman asked me in the shop, if we were here on holiday again”

“Oh?”

“And when I told her we’d bought Honeysuckle Cottage, she changed – her manner and mood, it was odd”

Spike looked up and frowned, and then said,

“How do you mean odd?”

“Well, she was always friendly towards me, bubbly and smiling, she spoke to the children, said they were beautiful, but when I said we’d bought the cottage, she gave me a ‘look’, she looked…it’s hard to describe – kind of angry or - scared even, oh I don’t know, she slammed the cash register shut and said ‘Oh, I see, THAT place!’ – like we did something wrong”

Spike smiled

“Take no notice pet – it’s probably just them thinking that it’s been bought by outsiders or something – people from these small villages can get very territorial. They’ll come round, you’ll see – at the moment they probably think we’re going to move in, knock it down, rebuild it into some modern monstrosity, put satellite TV dishes on the roof and have a mobile phone mast in the garden. When it’s all back to it’s former glory, and the garden is all pretty they’ll change their minds, you’ll see”


“But” Buffy bit her bottom lip

“But what pet?”

“But what if they don’t?”

“Then we’ll just have to make sure we never run out of anything and we won’t give them any custom. Did you put that postcard in the shop window advertising jobs for the electrician and a plumber?”

“That’s another thing. I did, she read it and muttered, ‘You’ll be lucky’”

“Did she put it in the window though?”

“Oh yes, and she charged me 50 pence for the week”

“Well, we’ll just wait and see – give it a week and if nobody gets in touch, we’ll have to bring in somebody from outside the village – nobody can say we didn’t try and give locals the work”

**************

Three days later, work started on the roof. Spike had gone out that morning in the car to see the solicitors about the deeds to the house and to sign some papers.

Buffy thought she’d offer the thatcher and her son some tea.

“Oh, love some!” Buffy smiled and bought them into the kitchen.

While chatting, Buffy learned that the woman wasn’t local – well not originally from Devon anyway – she was Cornish, and she and her husband (also a thatcher) had divorced…

“………So once the Decree Absolute came through, I upped sticks and came to Devon – I figured at least I could get work here” She explained to Buffy.

Buffy explained what had happened in the shop, how the assistant’s demeanour changed when she’d learned that they’d bought the cottage.

“Take no notice, folks can get uppity ‘bout things like that – it’s silly! Take my old dad for instance, he was English, moved to Wales when he were a lad of seven, married my mum, and they lived there for 70 years, they were STILL known as the ‘foreigners’ or the ‘new ones’, even after all that time!”

Buffy smile/frowned

“Wow – but I’m sorry, ‘uppity’? – I’m American, I’ve never heard of-“

“Hoity-toity, getting on their ‘high-horse’” The woman explained

“Oh, right”

“Well, we best get on – John, go start unloading the van – thanks for the tea, Mrs?”

“Oh, call me Buffy, and you’re very welcome”

“Right then Buffy, and I’m Jean, and my son is John - we’ll get on. Don’t mind if we have the radio on, do you?”

“Not at all”

***********

Spike came back lunchtime, bringing some groceries with him.

“Looks like she’s doing a fine job out there, have you seen it?”

“No, not yet, I’ve been trying to clean this brickwork round the fire place – we’ll have to get a chimney sweep in, it’s thick with soot”

“I’ll put it on the list – it’s amazing, already they’ve pulled off the top layer of over a quarter of the roof, and have it covered in plastic to keep the rain off until the new top layer is ready to go on”

“The plastic won’t stay on will it?”

“Oh no, it’s just in case it rains…where are the children?”

“Upstairs…playing with that cat – I still don’t know how the thing gets in here!”

“Right. Okay then, I’ve bought some cheese and some ham, I’ll make up some sandwiches for lunch, shall I?”

“Great – I think I shall have to leave cleaning this until we have hot water” Buffy motioned towards the fireplace.

*****************

At 5.30pm Jean and John packed up for the day and went home.

Spike had started to ‘attack’ the front garden with some garden shears, cutting down the weeds.

He’d been working for a couple of hours and went indoors for a drink.

“I was thinking – lets drop into the pub on the way home, I could murder a pint, as they say”

“But what about the children?”

“Well we can all sit in the car, I’ll just go in and buy us a drink and bring it out – or there’s a beer garden we could sit in”

“Okay, but lets not stay too long, the children will want their tea”

“Me too! Just the one, I promise”

************

Spike pulled up on the Smugglers Cove public house car park.

It wasn’t his imagination when the chatter of the pub ceased as he walked in and went to the bar. A couple of the locals looked at him, and then turned away.

Spike glanced around but said nothing and strode to the bar.

“What can I get you?”

“A pint of best bitter, a glass of medium white wine and two small bottles of lemonade please, with straws if possible”

The landlord set about getting the drinks and Spike was relieved that the chatter started up again.

He put the drinks on the tray and carried them out to the car.

When Spike got outside, he saw Buffy sitting on a bench in the beer garden, the children looking at some horses in a field.

Spike took a long pull at the beer and smacked his lips

“Oh that’s good!”

“Giles just phoned me, he said he’ll come down the weekend and take the children out”

“Did he – oh that will be nice, they do so love their Uncle Giles! – Billy – BILLY, don’t let Izzie get too close to the horses” Billy nodded and gently pulled his sister away from the fence.

“No phone calls as regards the electric or plumbing jobs I suppose?”

Buffy shook her head.

“No. I think next time we go into Barnstaple, we can ask somebody when we go into that big DIY place”

Spike drained his pint, and Buffy finished her wine, and Spike took the glasses and tray back into the pub.

“Thanks, great pint by the way” Spike said to the landlord, and he just nodded.

On his way out, a woman who had been collecting the empty glasses for washing up and wiping the tables said to him,

“You’re the folk that’s bought Honeysuckle Cottage aren’t you?”

Spike smiled and nodded

“Yeah, yes that’s right, why, what of it?”

“Do you know its history? Some bad things went-“

“ROSEMARY!” The woman looked up at the landlord, who called her sharply. He lifted the flap of the counter and he motioned with his head for her to come through.

“I’m sorry, I’ve got to go”

“But…” Spike began, and looked at the bar and saw the landlord give the woman a really stern look. Shrugging, he left the pub, but decided there and then not to say anything to Buffy, he didn’t want to alarm her.

 

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