Favours

Buffy rushed into Giles apartment in a bit of a state.
"Okay Giles, what on earth is going on?" Buffy managed to grate out between clenched teeth.

"Buffy, slow down. What's the matter?" Giles took in Buffy's flustered appearance and waited for her to continue.

"Okay this morning I broke the handle on the door trying to open it..." Buffy winced at Willow.
"Sorry about that Will, and now, well me and Riley were kissing... and stuff and I broke his hand. Giles it wasn't anything heavy, I wasn't even..." Buffy looked away and blushed.

"So Buff, the farm boy doesn't get you hot and bothered huh?" Xander spoke up from his position on the couch, but was soon silenced by a dig in the ribs by Willow.

"Nothing to worry about Buffy, you've reached your prime that's all." Giles looked at Buffy carefully almost like he was looking for some change in her.

" Your strength has increased, your reflexes will be faster. Basically everything you could do you can now do better." Giles' mind was already ticking away as he thought of the various tests that would have to be conducted to see if Buffy had indeed reached her prime.

"Giles! Nothing to worry about? What... how. Can I have a normal 'relationship' without hurting him?" Buffy blushed and prayed that Giles knew what she was getting at, she really didn't want to explain herself to her watcher.

" Oh yes, I see what you mean. To tell you the truth Buffy I don't know." At Buffy's distressed look he quickly continued.
"But I shall consult my books and the council if necessary."

"How can you not know? I mean if this happens to all slayers." Buffy could feel herself starting to panic a little bit.

"Buffy, most slayers don't live long enough to prime..." Giles didn't know what else to say.

"I will do everything in my power to find out for and resolve this." Giles tried to put as much reassurance in his voice as possible. But the fact of the matter was that Slayers weren't designed to mate. Giles had the feeling that he already had the answer to her question but he would do his duty anyway.

All of the while this was going on, Xander and Willow had sat on the couch and not really said much. Buffy slunk over to them and slumped into a chair. Giles stood up and made his way to the kitchen, to make tea Buffy assumed.

" I know it's not the most important thing, but what am I going to do if I can't ever be close to a guy again? I mean it was bad enough with Angel. I couldn't be with him, so what now I can't be with anyone? And I really don't want my only experience with a normal guy to end with that shit Parker." Buffy sighed and Willows heart went out to her. But Xander was the first one to speak.

" Why don't you just try it and see what happens? I'd be your guinea pig." Xander fixed Buffy with a mock leer.

"Kidding. Sorry to bail Buff, but I got to go meet Anya. Don't worry the G- man will work something out for you, or we'll just buy you something you can't kill in the throes of passion.. Buzz, Buzz." With that Xander cracked up and darted out of the door.

Willow looked at Buffy with something very similar to mischief in her eyes.
"What about trying it with someone you couldn't hurt?"
Buffy looked puzzled.

"I was thinking about someone of the blonder persuasion." Willow gave Buffy a huge grin as she turned her head in shock.

"Oh come on Buffy, after the spell with you two, I've seen you checking him out." Willow spoke the truth she had seen Buffy giving him the once over but hadn't said anything. What could she say? She herself had dated a werewolf. Who was she to say anything at all if her friend jonesed for vampires.

Just at that moment Spike walked in the front door nursing his hand and using every curse he had ever learned. Buffy wasn't sure but she thought she heard some French in there somewhere too.

Giles came in from the kitchen to see what all the fuss was about and it occurred to Buffy that he hadn't gone to make tea at all he had left so she could talk to her friends alone. She smiled. They had all gotten used to the vampire coming and going from Giles apartment since Spike had been chipped and had asked for help.

"Spike what on earth is the matter with you?" Giles asked over Spikes little tirade.

"What? Oh nothing. Just some little prick of a demon thought he try his luck. He did manage to break my hand but believe me he was in w worse state when I left." Spike smiled evilly

"I walked into that one didn't I." Giles sighed. "Do you want me to take a look at your hand?"

"No thanks watcher, I've already set it, it will be healed by morning." Spike carefully extended his hand to look at it again.

Buffy glanced from Spike to Willow, the huge grin on Willow's face said exactly what she was thinking. Oh well it could be worse thought Buffy. He is kinda sexy, and not a bad kisser. And if this is the only way I'll find out then....

"I'm going to Willie's to get some more blood, it will help this heal quicker." He made to move to the front door. When Buffy jumped up from the chair.

"Hold up Spike, I'll come with you." Buffy moved to put her coat on, while ignoring the odd looks on the blonde vampire and her watchers face. And of course the massive dirty grin on Willows.

"Okay Slayer, come on give. What do you want?" Spike looked at her suspiciously.

"N- Nothing.... I just felt like some air." Buffy finished lamely. Oh God, How am I going to get round this one?

The rest of the journey was made to Willie's in silence. Once inside Spike gave Willy his order and sat at the bar. He took out a cigarette and lit it.

"So come on then Slayer, what do you want? Because I'm sure you not here just for my dazzling charm."

Buffy took a deep breath. It's now or never I guess. She looked at Spike and opened her mouth but had to lower her head to hide the blush that poured into her face and down her neck.

Spike just sat there and smiled, he tried to think of what could make the Slayer blush like a convent school girl. Then she spoke.

"Well I was err... Wondering.... that is err." She took a deeper breath. "Spike, I want you to sleep with me." Buffy blurted it out as fast as she could.

Spikes mouth fell open and he stared at her. Did she just say what I think she did? No she can't have. Fuck me, she did. All the times I've wanted her, and he she is now looking sexier than ever and she....

Spike was brought out of his thoughts by a burning sensation, he looked down at his lap and saw his cigarette smouldering away.

In all the years and situations that Buffy had faced vampires she had never felt more vulnerable.
Oh please don't let him say no. Buffy silently prayed. She wasn't exactly sure if she wanted him but she didn't want to know if he didn't want her.

"What's all this about Slayer?" Spike picked up a bottle of Whiskey that was on the counter and two glasses, then motioned for the slayer to follow him to one of the tables at the back of the bar. Once they were seated Buffy started to explain.

"Giles says it has something to do with me reaching my prime. It started with me ripping off door knobs and stuff and then when me and Riley were kissing I kinda broke a couple of his fingers or possibly his hand. I'm not sure." She sort of shook her head as if trying to clear her thoughts and get back to the point.

"The point of it is I don't know if I can have a human err.. partner without hurting them." Buffy looked at Spike waiting for a reaction.

Great, she wants to sleep with me to find out if she can fuck other men. Never going to happen. Spike nearly laughed at the thought. He didn't know when he had started to think of the slayer as his, but the depressing fact was she wasn't his and probably never would be. Well unless he wanted to be a guinea pig.

I'd give anything to have her . Spike thought suddenly. Maybe that's the problem. Spike gave a mental sigh. He knew that nothing in this life or unlife, as it were, was ever easy. Here was the Slayer offering herself to him on a plate, but there were just to many complications for it to be as easy as it sounded.

"Slayer..." Spike began but had to smile as he saw the Slayer take a big swig of the drink in front of her.

"What do you mean? You do it the same way as us." Buffy looked slightly confused.

"That's not what I mean." Spike sighed and looked at Buffy. "You want me to have sex with you and you have no idea of what it entails...." Buffy cut him off.

"Slayer, he has a soul. I don't. Fuck the prick didn't even claim you." At the mention of his sire's name Spike felt the anger creep in to him. But relief that Angel hadn't claimed Buffy. If he had the heartache that Buffy had endured would have been nothing compared to what she would have faced.
And Spike just knew that Angel would have still left her.

Part of him could understand why he had left, it would have gotten to the stage where they wouldn't have been able to keep there hands of each other. But as for the 'her own good' thing? Bollocks. If Angel had of seen what it had done to her. If it had of been Spike he wouldn't have left her, only in death, but then again Spike didn't have a soul to lose.

"Look, when Vampires fuck, and that's what we do, we fuck. It's about dominance and submission. It's about power, it's violent and bloody. Your worried about you hurting someone? Well just imagine what I could do to you." Spike prayed that she bought it, he didn't think he could come up with anymore excuses.

"You might be the Slayer, but how well can you protect yourself with your legs wrapped around me?" Spike snapped, then softened as he saw Buffy flinch.

Spike blinked slowly, he hadn't even thought about his chip.
If I can't do damage to humans without feeling pain, does that mean I can't fuck them? Spike didn't want to know. He already felt less of a vampire because of the fact he couldn't feed. He didn't want to know if couldn't perform in other areas as well.

"Slayer, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap but I'm trying to make you understand I don't do humans, I haven't since I was turned."

"Spike, do you remember what it's like to make love?" Something like pain shone in her eyes.

"What?... No." For some reason he couldn't explain he didn't want Buffy to know that he had never 'made love' not even when he was alive. Even with all the tenderness with Dru, it had never reached the bedroom.

"Slayer listen..." Spike stood up. he had to get out of there and it had to be now.
"...I'm sorry, I can't help you." And with that he left.

Buffy sat for a while longer, until Willy came over and asked if there was anything else she wanted. She told him no and got up to leave.

Why did I ask him? Why did he have to say no? What's wrong with me, am I so repulsive he can't bare the thought of sleeping with me? The Pig! It's not like I asked him to open a vein.

As she got closer to Giles' she had settled on anger. Buffy entered and slammed to door, the walls shook with the force of it.

Buffy sat down, she was beyond embarrassed now so she told her watcher everything that had happened. Thankfully Giles remained silent throughout her little outpour, only speaking when she had finished.

"Well do not trouble yourself over this Buffy, we shall find a solution." Giles said softly.

Buffy managed a weak smile. "Thanks Giles. I'm going to head back to my dorm. I'll see you tomorrow." Buffy walked quietly to the door and let herself out.

Spike never knew what hit him. He had just made it through the door when a fist flew at him. He hit the floor more because of shock than any real damage. He looked up to see an enraged Watcher standing over him.

" You Bastard! You know how hard it must have been for her to ask you something like that. And what do you do? You say no. I know you want her Spike, so what happened? Your demon get the better of you, you little shit. After everything we've done for you." Giles was seething.

Spike listened to Giles' tirade before standing up barely keeping his anger in check. Part of him was glad that the slayer had people who cared so much for her, but the other part was angry that Giles had just let loose on him.

Yes, I said No. You asked if my demon got the better of me? Yes my demon did and my body and my mind. Yes I want her, that's the fucking problem. I want her so much I can't have her without claiming her. Do you really want a bonded slayer on your hands? 'Cause that's what'll happen. So don't give me any of your shit okay?"

"Bonded? But how...?" Giles looked at Spike waiting for the answer he already knew.

"Because I love the stupid little chit, that's how." Spike moved to one of the chairs and sat down opposite Giles.

"Spike I had no idea, I always thought you hated her." Giles was genuinely supprised.

"Spike your chip won't allow you to complete the bond. As far as I know the ritual of claiming requires blood." Giles didn't want to sound insensitive but for Buffy he'd try anything.

"Do you think it's really something I can risk?" Spike had to leave, confessing his undying love for the slayer, to her watcher no less really didn't sit well with him. So with out saying another word he got up and left.

Chapter 2

Buffy was still angry. And in desperate need of a confidence boost.
Willow had suggested Bronzing it, and Buffy needing to let of steam had agreed quickly. She had dressed with her mood, black leather pants and a slinky blood red top.

"Fine Spike doesn't want me, he's not the only guy on the planet. Of course he could be the only person you won't kill because you get a happy." Buffy was muttering to herself as she moved through the Bronze straight to the dance floor. Buffy's mood was getting blacker. She threw herself into dancing hoping to loose herself for a while.

"Hey Will.. oh my God what happened?" Buffy was brought down to earth with a bump when she saw Willow holding a hand over her neck and blood seeping out through her fingers.

"Some Ho of a vamp bit me outside, Oz managed to get her of me." She huffed a bit.

Buffy felt a flash of guilt that she wasn't with her friend to prevent it, and of course it did nothing to help that Oz was having an _expression, a seriously pissed off _expression.

"No she just wandered off to sit down on one of the couches. Err Buffy, she's with Spike." Willow tried to speak quickly, Buffy had told her everything that had happened when she got back from Giles' last night and Willow had spent a good part of the night alternating between soothing Buffy's temper and reassuring her that she wasn't repulsive.

Buffy's eyes scanned the room before finding her target. There he was, sitting on a couch under the stairs at the back of the Bronze. Her eye's narrowed and it might have been Willow's imagination but she thought she could here Buffy grinding her teeth.

"I'm gonna take Willow back to the dorm, you gonna be ok Buff?" Oz broke the silence.

"Yeah, but what about you Buffy, are you going to be ok?" Willow asked a bit worriedly. The look on Buffy's face just screamed violence, she really didn't think that Buffy would stake Spike, now she wasn't so sure. But one thing was for certain the vampire Ho was in for a supprise.

"Oh don't worry about me, I'll be just fine." Buffy smiled tightly before stalking of in the direction of the bleached blonde vampire and his new friend.

As Buffy got nearer her anger was about to explode, the ho was draped over Spike. Buffy never missed a step, in one swift movement she grabbed the female vamp by the hair and pulled her off Spike and dumped her onto the floor.

The vampire hit the floor, her face full of supprise, she moved to get up but Buffy rounded on her.

"Stay." Buffy, radiating such violent vibes left very little room for negotiation. The vampire glared at her but stayed put.

Buffy turned slowly to Spike smiling, she pushed Spike back into the couch with a hand on his chest and straddled him, one leg either side of his lap. She ran her hand up one side of his face and around the side of his head and into his hair. She grabbed his hair and pulled his head back.

"So what Spike? You think because you knocked me back that you can do what you like? That I'll be to embarrassed to face you? Well think again." Buffy practically growled at him.

Spike had no clue what the Slayer was talking about, then again it was taking an enormous amount of energy to form any sort of coherent thought. The slayer was in leather, straddling his lap. All Spike could really think of was how his throbbing hard on was beginning to get painful against his jeans.

"If one of your pathetic Ho's comes near me or mine again, I won't only stake them...."

Spikes eyes flashed gold and he growled at her. Despite the anger she felt, Buffy couldn't overcome the wave of desire that rolled through her.

She let go of Spikes hair and eased herself of his lap and headed outside. Once outside she nearly collapsed against the wall. Holy shit, where had that come from? She had meant to threaten Spike, rough him up a little maybe, and what did she do? She nearly molested him!

Buffy headed back to the dorm to check on Willow, and to tell her about her little outburst.

Spike sat on the couch in the Bronze almost in a daze. Thoughts of the Slayer rushed through his mind. The clothes, the attitude, it was side of Buffy that he didn't see that often. It was the side of Buffy that made him want her all the more.

"She'd make one hell of a vampire." Spike muttered to himself. He was brought out of his thoughts by a definite whinging sound.

The female vampire has stood up and dusted herself off, and was shaking her head.
"Come on baby, lets go kill the bitch. Thinking she's better than me." She let out a growl.

"Shut up you stupid twat, she is better than you, and let me make something clear. If you go near her or anyone she knows, I won't kill you, I'll bring you to her and she'll do it. Now piss off before I change my mind." Spike was still a bit dazed, thoughts still rushing round head.
He never noticed the vamp slink fearfully away from him and out the door.

Buffy had quickly changed out of her sweaty clothes and into her pj's, she was laying on her bed talking to Willow. Willow's face really was a picture, it had been since Buffy had told her what had happened with Spike.

"You should have seen his face, and that skanky vampire didn't move an inch after I'd told her to stay put. I really have to remember that voice, it could make slaying so much easier." Buffy giggled with her.

Out of nowhere there was a loud bang and the door to there room flew inwards and there in the doorway stood Spike.

"Grab whatever you need Red, and leave. Now." Spike didn't even look at Willow as he spoke to her, he was staring at Buffy.

Buffy felt herself flush at the intense stare. She remembered the evidence of his arousal when she had been on his lap on in the bronze, it sent a flush of arousal through her own body and she flushed even deeper.

Spike noticed the change in Buffy and couldn't suppress the growl that came out. He removed his duster and hung it over the back of the chair that sat in front of a writing desk. None of the girls had moved an inch and he chuckled. Looking pointedly at Willow he pulled his shirt off over his head.

"You can stay and watch if you like, it wouldn't be a first for me." Spike shrugged casually and started unbuttoning his shirt.

Willow made a squeaky noise, then grabbed a few things before throwing the slayer an apologetic look and darting out the door.

"Stay and watch what Spike? How dare you come busting in here, I think you broke my door." She walked over to the door and looked at it. By this time Buffy had worked up the ability to speak again and had decided that the usual anger would be the best way to go.

"Just giving you what you asked for Slayer and believe me your going to get more than you bargained for." Spikes voice was low as he spoke and Buffy didn't know whether to run away or hit him. She went for a dignified retreat over to Willow's side of the room.

Spike kept advancing slowly towards Buffy until she backed into the wall. Buffy gasped in supprise as she hit the wall, she hadn't been aware that she was moving. She stared at Spike in front of her, and felt a pang of lust go through her.

Spike noticed Buffy's arousal getting stronger, growled slightly and almost lunged.
His lips smashed against hers, his tongue forcing it's way into her mouth. Buffy met his ardour and kissed him back with equal passion. After what seemed like an eternity, Buffy pulled away gasping.

"This is what you wanted?" Spike asked her in a voice riddled with desire.
Buffy stood there in a daze. Coherent thought just didn't seem to working.
"Answer me Slayer, or this goes no further." Spike brought a hand up to her breast and brushed her nipple with a thumb, it hardened instantly.

Buffy moaned in desire, that question had definitely made it's way through to her brain. Or her body anyway.
"Oh God, yes." Came the breathy reply.
It was all Spike needed.

He kissed her hard, this time grinding against her, revelling in the small moans that it was eliciting from Buffy. He pulled away from her mouth and pulled her top over her head. His mouthed latched onto one of her nipples, sucking, teasing it with his tongue. Buffy arched towards him her hands coming up to his head. Spike kissed his way down her stomach and quickly pulled down her bottoms. He knelt on the floor in front of her just staring.

Buffy, embarrassed slightly, reached for him. Spike pinned her against the wall using his hands on her hips. One hand reached behind her to caress her the back of her thigh, he lifted it kneading the firm muscle. Buffy gasped as she realised his intent, but she was too far gone to care. He slipped her leg over his shoulder and glanced up at her. Her head rolled along the wall as she felt his lips, planting soft, wet kisses on the insides of her thighs. Her eyes flew open as she felt his cool breath on her lips. His eyes pinned hers as his finger traced the wet slit, before sliding between her curls, seeking her warmth. His finger slid in and out of her amazed at how wet she was.

Spike wanted to feel her forever, but the feel of her muscles as they clasped his finger, made him a little heady. He wanted to taste her. Her little nub stood out, seeking his touch, and he dragged his eyes away from hers. His head lowered till his tongue could flick at the tiny bud. Buffy gasped and flinched, wanting to sink to the floor, but Spike wouldn't allow it. He held her hips steady with his arm, and sucked her clit into his mouth. Buffy nearly screamed. Her head banged against the wall, her hands looking for something to grab onto. they settled onto the back of Spike's head, her fingers laced through his hair.

Spike sensing she was close, added another finger and pumped his fingers a little faster. His tongue now flicking across her clit. Buffy was still banging her head against the wall and she screamed as her orgasm crashed through her, she slumped, and would have slid down the wall if it hadn't been for Spike holding her up. Spike smiled a purely satisfied smile as he looked at the flushed Slayer.

"Some of us are trying to sleep in here. Knock it off." Came the shout of a disgruntled student from the dorm room next door.

"Don't worry about it pet, they're just jealous." Spike smiled at the still embarrassed Slayer.

Spike and stood and lifted Buffy in his arms, and walked over to the bed. He laid her down and stood, he pulled his t shirt over his head and unbuttoned his jeans, he slid them down his legs and off. Totally at ease he stood in front of Buffy, naked, his erection still as hard as ever.

Buffy stared at him, he really was beautiful, was all she could think. She reached for him and pulled him down towards her. They kissed, all of the passion igniting again. Spike came to rest, cradled between Buffy's legs, his erection poised at the slick entrance of her core. He broke away from her and looked into her eye's before entering her in one swift movement. Buffy gasped as he filled her.

Spike stilled any movement while recovered his control. Once he was sure that he had control he pulled almost completely out of her and pushed into her again, Buffy moaned at the delicious feeling that was spreading through her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and met his thrusts.

She scored his back with her nails as he licked and nipped at her throat. Buffy's nail's had drawn blood and the smell fuelled Spike's passion, his thrusting became more frenzied, harder. He marvelled slightly as Buffy met him thrust for thrust. Spike angled himself so that with every move the base of his shaft hit her clit. Buffy felt her orgasm near and pushed Spike into a harder pace, she had really let go, not worrying that she might hurt him. For the first time she had abandoned herself to the feelings.

She screamed again as the orgasm washed through her, scratching and clawing at the bed, at Spike. Spike joined her as he felt her muscles tighten around him, he came with a roar, slamming into Buffy. Spike rested on top of Buffy before rolling to the side pulling her with him so that she was resting on his chest. He leaned down and kissed her. Buffy knew she would be sore and bruised tomorrow but she didn't care. She slid her hand down his chest, over his stomach and played gently with his curls there. She was secretly delighted when she felt him grow hard again.

Spike walked into Giles house shortly before dawn, he was supprised to find Giles still up, though not supprised to find that he was reading. Spike shook his duster off and hung it up.

"I assume by the mark on your neck that you helped Buffy with her ...err favour?" Giles waited for Spike to answer.

"There is no way that she could be with a human. Not without harming him." Spike got straight to the point. He really wasn't about to discuss his sex life with Buffy's watcher.

"Go and get the first aid kit, and make sure that you have tweezers." Spike answered shortly

"Because I can't reach to get her fingernails out of my back." Spike sat down and pulled his shirt and T-shirt off.

Giles looked at his back and chest in some disbelief. There were scratches and bite marks everywhere. He headed of to the kitchen and returned with the first aid kit. He silently began to remove the fragments of Buffy's fingernails that were lodged in the scratches on Spike's back.

"Didn't happen." Spike still spoke in short answers, grateful that Giles wasn't bombarding him with questions.

"She looks a bit rough as well, ok? I don't want you coming after me when you see her tomorrow and asking me what happened. It's between me and her. If she tells you, well, that's up to her." Spike thanked Giles for his help and laid on the couch closing his eye's, putting an end to anything Gile's might have said.

Willow entered the room quietly half in fear of what she might find. She knew exactly why Spike had turned up last night. Buffy was already up and getting dressed, she stood half in her closet doorway. Willow gasped as she saw the mottled bruises that were scattered across Buffy’s thighs and arms. Buffy turned and spoke quickly.

“It’s not as bad as it look’s.”

“Did he hurt you? How? I thought his chip....” Willow was well on the way to being angry.

“No, no. He didn’t hurt me, things just got kinda.... passionate. He’s in worse shape than me.” Buffy flushed to her roots. Willow just kind of gaped at Buffy.

“So anyway, hence trying to find something to wear, long sleeves, high neck, I’m going to look like a mime.” Buffy let out a big sigh.

Willow took the hint that Buffy didn’t really want to talk about it anymore.

“Well, I haven’t got class till this afternoon, so I’m going back to bed. Oz kept me up late too.” Willow smiled cheekily at Buffy trying to make Buffy less embarrassed. For some reason Buffy looked more flushed.

“Err Will, you might want to change the sheets.” Buffy tried not to look mortified.

“Eew. Ok well I’ll just sleep in your bed then.” Willow padded across the room.

“I probably wouldn’t sleep there either.” Buffy tried not to laugh.

Willow beat her to it. She burst out laughing.

“Ok, enough of the tip toeing around. I want details. Now!” Willow pulled the quilt over the sheet’s just using the tip of her finger and thumb, and sat down carefully. Buffy was almost crying with laughter by the time Willow looked up again.

“Ok. What do you want to know? Because I’m not volunteering anything.” Buffy sat on the bed with Willow.

“Was it good? How did you manage to use both beds. No waits don’t answer that last part, I don’t think I ever want to know.” Willow chuckled again.

“It was fantastic.” Buffy blushed again.
“He was all manly and he took control, God Willow, I don’t think I’ve ever felt so free. I didn’t have to worry about hurting him, nothing. I just let it happen.” Buffy was smiling dreamily.

“So, it’s a big no to sleeping with humans then, well if Spike’s in the same state as you.” Willow smiled a bit sadly then instantly felt guilty as she saw Buffy’s face drop.

“I hadn’t even really thought about it, but I suppose so, yeah.” Buffy didn’t really know what else to say.

“So what are you going to tell Riley?” Willow hoped that Buffy was going to let him down gently, he really was besotted with her.

“Oh. My. God. Riley! I haven’t even thought about him. Willow, what am I going to do?” Buffy was nearly hyperventilating.

“Buffy, calm down, obviously you just don’t feel the same way as he does, you would have worked it out anyway, but can I ask you something?” Willow asked slowly.

“Sure.” Buffy answered carefully. Something in Willow’s tone of voice made her a little nervous.

“How do you feel about Spike. I mean, I know you and I know that you wouldn’t just sleep with someone without feeling something. Well you know, apart from Poop Head, and you did sort of feel something. Although I think that was all just residual from Angel.... And someone just gag me. Buffy I am so sorry, I didn’t mean...”

“It’s ok Will, and to be honest I don’t know. He is so infuriating, half the time I want to hit him, but every now and again I catch this look in his eye.. and oh I don’t know. But you know, I don’t want to kill him anymore so that’s progress.” The more Buffy thought about it the more her brain hurt.

“Will? Can I ask you something now? A favour?” Buffy asked a bit shyly and now it was Willow’s turn to be nervous.

“Sure Buff, shoot.” Willow plastered a smile on.

“I want to do something .. Er nice for Spike but I’m not sure what to do. Will you help me, what do you think?”
“Ok, what did you have in mind. A fruit basket, because all my gift idea’s might be a bit wasted on Spike.” Willow sniggered a bit at the thought of Buffy giving Spike a fruit basket or a balloon.

“Well I wasn’t really thinking of a token gift as such, I was thinking more along the lines of returning the favour he did for me, but in a different way.” Buffy couldn’t help it, she blushed again. She could almost see the thought’s running through Willow’s mind, and laughed out loud.

“No, Silly, I don’t want you to ‘do’ anything, I want some help with idea’s. Wait that sounds even worse. Let me tell you about the plan and we’ll go from there.

A little while and a lot of giggling later they had come up with a plan. Buffy stood and spoke to Willow.

“Okay, so the agenda for the day. Spike’s present and there was something else wasn’t there.”
She smacked her forehead as the penny dropped.

“Oh and break up with Riley.”

***

Spike was going nuts, bouncing off the walls, and all because he hadn’t seen the Slayer in one whole day. Last night had been incredible, the sex aside, because he knew that it would be incredible, he had seen a different side of Buffy, she had let herself go. Been totally herself and if it was possible he loved her even more. His thoughts suddenly sobered. It had only been a favour hadn’t it, to see if she could have sex with a human without hurting them. Just because she couldn’t, it didn’t mean that she would turn to him did it?

He would go over there at sunset and talk to her. See where things would go from here, and keep his fingers crossed that she didn’t laugh in his face.

He was startled out of his ramble with the crypt door opening and the witch entering carefully and closing it behind her.

“Hey Spike.” Willow couldn’t help it she blushed to her roots, looking at Spike now was never going to be easy again.

“Red.” Spike acknowledged her greeting and stifled a chuckle at her discomfort, obviously her and Buffy had been talking.

“Err Buffy asked me to give you a message.” Willow looked embarrassed still and Spike’s heart sank. This was it, the Slayer had sent the witch over to tell him to stay away from her.

“Well what is it?” It came out more roughly than Spike had meant. He saw Willow flinch and felt bad. It wasn’t her fault was it?

“Buffy wants to know if you could meet her at the dorm tonight at eight.”

Spike nearly fell out of the chair in shock, he stood up sharply to try to cover up his reaction.

“Sure. What’s it about?” Suddenly he was still weary, maybe Buffy wanted to tell him to fuck off herself. Willow smiled slightly and then blushed again.

“It’s a supprise. Eight o’ clock. And that’s all I’m allowed to say on the matter. But on a different matter, Buffy really is bruised from your err .. escapades. I really don’t want to do the ‘If you hurt her speech’ but you know the drill right?” Willow had her resolve face on and she just prayed that the Vampire in front of her didn’t laugh in her face.

Spike didn’t say anything at first, he just turned around and pulled his T-shirt over his head. He heard Willow gasp and decided not to show her his chest. He pulled the shirt back on before turning around. He smiled.

“She can look after herself Red, but it’s good to know that you still look out for her. I know things are tense between everyone at the moment. How is Dog Boy, Oz is it?”

Willow nearly cried, things had been so tense, distant. She and Buffy hadn’t really got round to making things right, everyone was so busy doing there own thing.

“Pull up a chair, stay for a bit.” Spike smiled reassuringly at her.

“You know I think he’s going to leave me, there’s this girl.” Willow hadn’t meant to pour her heart out, but she sat down and did it anyway.

**

Buffy had managed to avoid Riley at the end of her classes, she had sent Willow with a message to meet her at her dorm room at 6 o’clock. Poor Willow, she was definitely coming good on the being helpful front. Buffy felt instantly bad and made up her mind that when all this was over she would make more Willow time. Willow had spent ages with her earlier setting out candles everywhere, getting nice smelling oil to burn and the perfect music for tonight, and on top of all that, she had agreed to stay out tonight.

She felt a pang of sadness at the thought of it being all over, this thing with Spike whatever it was, it made her happy. And true to Buffy style that meant someone would die, get captured or something just as horrible.

A knock at the door snapped her out of any thoughts, she looked at the clock. 6pm almost exactly. Good old dependable Riley.

“Hi.” Buffy opened the door and greeted her soon to be ex boyfriend.

“Hello Buffy, I got Willow’s message from you and here I am.” Riley entered and stood in the doorway with a sling on his arm, and a goofy grin on his face. He looked around the room and his grin got even bigger.

“Riley sit down, we need to talk.” Buffy took a big mental sigh, deciding that a straightforward approach would be best.

“I think I know what this is about Buffy.” Riley still had that goofy look which made Buffy doubt very much that he had a clue.

“What do you think it’s about?” Buffy asked nervously.

“Well we’ve been going out for a while now, and you think maybe it’s time to take the next step. I think so too.” Riley was still smiling that smile. It was really starting to grate on Buffy’s nerves. But she was however grateful for the opening to the topic. She decided to chicken out.

“Well that's what I wanted to talk about. You see, you know I broke your hand? Well it’s going to get worse. My watcher says that I have reached my prime and I’m stronger than I was. So you see it’s not going to work between us.” Buffy spoke quickly hoping that he would just get up and leave.

No such luck.

“Buffy, silly, I can take a bit of rough.” Still smiling....

“Riley I broke your hand for God’s sake.” Buffy let out an exasperated sigh, no this was going to take longer.

“It will heal.” He was still smiling.

Ok this was going to take a different angle.

“Riley I’m sorry, but I don’t love you.” Buffy winced waiting for the onslaught.

“That’s ok Buffy, I don’t believe in love at first sight either, it’s something that takes time.” For the love of God, did he ever stop smiling.

Buffy noticed that this wasn’t going anywhere.

“I’m seeing someone else.” She blurted out, she almost stuck her tongue out at him. Take that.

“Now your just being silly, when would you have time to meet someone else? All you do is college and patrol.” Ha, the smile was drooping a bit. Buffy tried to feel bad but all she felt was triumph.

“He’s a vampire, I met him on patrol.” Buffy was on a roll now.

“That’s ridiculous, you would never date a vampire.” Ok the smile had gone, now there was a slight patronising look.

“Excuse me, I lost my virginity to a vampire, dated him for about a year.”

“Please.. Oh I know what this is, it’s like Stockholm syndrome or something, you spend so much time with them, you think your developing a bond with them. You know Buffy I think this just boils down to a fear of commitment, I know what happened with Parker, your afraid that if your intimate with someone that they will hurt you. When we make love it wont be like that I promise.”

That fucking smile was back.

“Stockholm syndrome is when you fall in love with your kidnapper. And excuse me fear of commitment? I have slept with him already, in fact he’s coming over tonight, we’re going to have sex all night. Are you getting my point here?” By this time Buffy was praying for another apocalypse, anything to end this nightmare.

“Riley listen to me, now. I love him. In a way I didn’t think was possible, and no I don’t know if he feels the same but I have to try. I am sorry that this has come out of the blue, but it is over. Over. Understand.” Buffy was deadly serious, she let it show in her face. A part of her was just as stunned as Riley at this revelation. She loved Spike? Yeah she did.

Riley stood, looking mildly angry.
“Buffy I think this joke is not really funny anymore. I’m going to give you time to reflect on what you’ve done, then we can talk. I’ll call you tomorrow.” And with that he left.

Buffy grabbed a pillow to her face and screamed. She felt slightly better, she glanced at the clock, half an hour before Spike came, she set about the room lighting candles with a warm feeling coursing through her.

Spike made his way over to the campus, he mind was everywhere at once. Did Buffy want to stake him? Then why would she tell the witch about what happened. Maybe she felt the same way... Yeah right. Spike snorted out loud. Anywhere his mind went it came back to one thought, Buffy naked, underneath him, above him. Anywhere, as long as he was with her. Spike ran his fingers through his hair, what was happening to him? He knew that he loved her, it had taken him awhile to come to terms with it, but he had. But these feelings? He had no clue. When he kissed her, it tasted like sunshine. And until then he had no idea that sunshine tasted like anything.

His feet had brought him to her door, he lifted his hand about to knock when Buffy opened the door.

"Buffy look..." Spike started to speak but Buffy pulled him into the room and he saw why she had been embarrassed. There were candles lit everywhere, the room smelled of a soft musky scent and there was soft music playing. It was beautiful, it was a room for seduction.

"Please don't say anything, unless you don't want to do this. Then say so now so I can just die of shame. But other than that, you know I wanted to do something nice for you too. You remember when I asked you if you remembered what it was like to make love, you said no. I thought it would nice if you were reminded. Oh God, don't just stand there say something will you." Buffy seemed to be bordering on the edge of hysteria but the time her little monologue was done.

Spike shook of his duster, hung it on the back of the chair again, then turned to face her. Looking straight into her eye's he asked.
"What do you want me to do?"

Buffy sighed in relief then gave him a small smile, she reached up and brushed her lips over his, softly. He returned her kiss and used his hands to brush her hair out of her face. Buffy's smile grew, it made Spike's heart skip, well it would have, he was sure of it.

Spike watched her struggle with where to start and couldn't believe it, the Slayer, Buffy, this beautiful girl in front of him was nervous? God had definitely forsaken him long ago, but Spike sent him a quick thanks all the same. Spike decided to help her out. He kissed her again and just hoped that some of what he was feeling was transferred into that kiss.

Well something worked because Buffy deepened the kiss, her hands moved to undo his shirt, they broke apart quickly to pull of each other's T-shirts, hands moved to unbutton trousers. Clothes were shed. They stood in front of each other naked. Spike looked at Buffy, never before had he seen anyone so beautiful.

Buffy stared at him, she had never really taken a good look. Until the she had never really thought of any man as being beautiful but it was the only word that came to mind. She slowly moved her hand to touch him. As her hand brushed over his very hard member, she heard him gasp. She pulled her hand away and looked up at him. Spike's face was a picture of bliss, without opening his eye's he reached out and took her hand and placed it back on to his erection.

Buffy was amazed at what it was doing to him. She eased her hand up and down his shaft, all the time looking at Spike's face. Her other hand came up to cup his balls, gently squeezing them. Spike moaned, she had no idea of what this was doing to him, her innocent curiosity was going to kill him, he was sure of it.

All thought fled out of Spike's head and his knee's nearly buckled when her felt Buffy take him into her mouth. His hands flew down to grab her hair.

"No Buffy don't do that, I can't ....gonna come to soon." Spike was trying to tug her back up, she quite happily ignored him. Spike looked down at her and knew instantly that was a mistake. The sight of her lips around his cock, sliding back and forth sent him over the edge, he came with a roar, Buffy swallowed and drew him out of her mouth.

"I've never done that before, it ...." Before she had a chance to finish her sentence Spike grabbed her and smashed his lips against hers. The intensity of it had Buffy reeling. Spike lifted her and brought her over to the bed. He sat her down and knelt in front of the bed.

"My turn." Spike's grin was almost viscious. Buffy felt arousal flood between her legs.

He pushed her back down onto the bed, he bent forward to tease her stomach with his tongue, Spike lifted one of her legs at the knee and placed it gently over his shoulder. He could smell her desire as if it was the only thing in the world. His tongue slid out to lick her slick opening, revelling in the small moan that escaped Buffy. He traced around her clit with the tip of his tongue. Then he began in earnest.

He attacked her clit, licking, sucking, gently nipping at it. Buffy was a writhing mess, pleading to anyone who was listening. Her hips trying to rise to meet him but Spike held her in place. At the point where she was almost sobbing Spike pushed a finger into her core, pumping quickly. She came with a scream, her muscles clenching around his finger. Spike almost chuckled.

Buffy lay panting for a minute, then leaned up to swipe a pillow at Spike.
"You bastard, you did that on purpose didn't you"

"Pet I could make you come for me in seconds, I had to try and get my own back didn't I?"

Buffy shivered at his statement. She knew it was true. She lifted her leg off of his shoulder with as much dignity as she could muster, she cupped his face and drew him in for a kiss. She tasted herself on him and was amazed that it was turning her on, the kiss grew more passionate and spike tried to pull her to him.

"Oh no buster, we use the bed, Willow was seriously pissed today, I had to promise to do her laundry for the week. I don't think I really have time to get the carpets cleaned as well."

Spike laughed as he joined her on the bed. As there bodies touched the mood turned serious. Spike cradled between her legs, feeling her slick core, he stopped just at her entrance and looked into her eye's.

"I want you, inside me now." Buffy wriggled underneath him trying for more contact. It wasn't quite the answer he wanted but it would do for now.

In one swift movement he entered her completely, he had never felt anything like it, the memories from the night before seemed pale and hazy to how he felt now.

They moved together, meeting each other. Mouths snatching kisses when they could.

"Spike, I need... Oh god, I don't know.. Please." Buffy whimpered as Spike stilled there movement, without breaking contact he rolled, ending with Buffy on top.

She gasped at the different angle, the feeling of deeper penetration. She felt him stretching her, filling her.

Spike allowed her a moment to get used to it before urging her to move. Buffy gently rolled forward still unsure of the movement, soon she had her rhythm and was riding him for all she was worth. Spike had tried to lay still, to let Buffy be in control but she was driving him nuts, his hands came up to grip her waist and he moved to meet her thrusts. Buffy moaned and lent backwards using Spikes grip on her for balance, she gasped again as the sensation changed and heard Spike growl.

The growl shouldn't have made a difference but Buffy's body had other idea's, it drove her over the edge, she came again with a shout and slumped forward onto Spikes chest.

She looked up at Spike who was smiling at her, and still very hard inside of her.

"Oh of course, leave it to me." Spike looked a bit puzzled but Buffy started to move again this time leaning onto Spike chest, she licked his neck and by the moans she knew that she had been right. When spike was thrusting wildly, she bit him on the neck, not hard enough to brake the skin but hard enough for his demon to come forward.

"Sorry but I don't know how else to do this." She reached under the pillow and drew out a small knife. She sliced the skin along the side of her neck just deep enough for the blood to well.

Spike growled and latched onto her neck sucking. Buffy felt him pumping into her, that with the sucking, she felt her body begin to rise again. But it was Spike's fangs sinking into her neck that sent her into the hardest orgasm she had ever known. She screamed against his neck and bit down. She felt Spike tear away from her neck and felt him come.

As they slumped together she felt the air change. She looked up to see a very strange look on Spike's face.

"Blood to blood, body to body, let what has been promised be sealed. I give myself to you.
I am yours."

Buffy wasn't quite sure what was happening but before she had time to think the words were out of her mouth.

"Blood to blood, body to body, let what has been promised be sealed. I give myself to you.
I am yours."

"I had no choice, you didn't have to bloody well accept it did you?" Spike was starting to look a bit desperate.

"Accept what? Spike what happened?" Buffy moved and almost let out a whimper when she felt Spike slid out of her. But more pressing matters were at hand.

"You've been bonded. Congratulations by the way." The voice came from over by the door.

Buffy let out a squeal and dove for the covers. Spike just casually sat up and looked.

"What is it with people, excuse me I'm naked here." Once Buffy was sure that she was covered she stood up and moved to get a better look.

"Please sweetheart it ain't nothing I ain't seen before." The owner of the voice stepped forward into the light and chuckled as Spike growled at him.

"Down boy, I didn't mean her personally. Well allow me to introduce myself, I'm Skip."

"That's really nice, now would you mind fucking off? We were in the middle of something here." Spike oozed hostility.

"That's why I'm here Bud, the powers have sent me. I'm here to reinforce the bond." Skip just kinda shrugged.

"What bond? Spike what is he talking about?" Buffy nearly screamed in frustration.

"What just happened is that I offered you a bond and you accepted it." Spike sighed.

"That's right kiddo's and I'm here to seal it with a bit of spice." Skip stepped forward and reached out a hand.

"We're bonded? What does that mean? How long does it last? What does it do? And maybe I don't want to reinforce it? Back off." Buffy was hyperventilating again.

"Don't want to reinforce it, good one. Your serious aren't you? Excuse me chicky you and the vampire just.." Skip looked pointedly at Spike "shagged like dogs, it's more than some have. End of story." He reached out his hands again.

Buffy looked at Spike for some kind of reassurance but his head was in his hands again. He didn't want to be bonded, Buffy's heart sank, no, he didn't want to be bonded to her.

Skip beckoned her forward, he placed a hand on each of the heads, and mumbled an incantation. The shock that run through there bodies left both Buffy and Spike gasping.

"Ok I'm done, you know you to should really talk more, for the Power's sake, you both...." Skip trailed of as if listening to unheard voices. "Chill ok? I didn't say anything did I?"
"Ok I've gotta go, as I understand I'm not allowed to interfere, you have to sort this out yourselves. Call me when you wanna know more. 1 800 POWERS, no I'm kidding. Here." He tossed a ring onto the bed. "Just put it on and call me." With that he vanished.

"I'd better go, I am really sorry. I never meant for this to happen." Spike closed the door quietly behind him.

Spike managed to make it to the entrance of the building before the pain in his stomach started to build; he cursed beneath his breath and looked up to the heavens.

"You really take the piss, do you know that?" He leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette, determined to stand his ground. He managed to smoke half of the cigarette before the pain became almost unbearable.

"Poxy fucking bonds....." He was muttering and cursing all the way as he tried to remain standing as he walked back to the from which he just fled. Without bothering to knock, he threw opened the door and stopped though he wasn’t surprised by what he was seeing.

Buffy was writhing on the bed in pain. Yep, this thing worked both ways. Spike sighed, then walked over and climbed into the bed, pulling Buffy close to him as he whispered soothing words to her.

"Sshh, Luv, it’s ok; it will go now." And it did; the minute they had touched the pain had receded.

"Not you pet. Us. It’s part of the bond. I am so sorry, I never meant for this to happen, you know. I hoped that I could avoid it. I should’ve known better." Spike spoke just as quietly as she. He half expected Buffy to whip a stake out and end his miserable existence then and there.

"You don’t want to be bonded to me?" She couldn’t help it. The insecurities that plagued her in life surfaced.

"What? Of course I do, that’s why I turned you down when you asked me to help you out. I didn’t think I could avoid it from happening. I just didn’t want you to hate me. The last thing you would want is to be bonded to a vampire. Well, me anyway." His voice had a touch more bitterness than he had intended.

"Spike, look at me. Ok, I didn’t quite expect this; you know, I’m just dealing with the fact that I like you, well more than like. But this isn’t the end of the world is it? ‘Cause even if it was, you know I’m good at that. So, I think what I need to know is what is this thing between us, and who was the funky looking demon who popped in for a chat?" Buffy lifted her head off his chest and looked up at him, a small smile on her face.

"Well, duh! I am sleeping with you." Buffy couldn’t help but grin at his shocked face as he stared at her.

"But what about whatshisface?" Spike half didn’t want to hear what her answer would be.

"Oh, I broke up with him. You know, he is such a moron! It took me a good half hour to actually break up with him, and I’m still not sure he got it. And I was a complete bitch! I told him I was seeing someone else, that I was sleeping with someone else, that I was in love with someone else. The only thing I didn’t do was give him a picture of you. My God..." Buffy was shaking her head at the memory, rambling away to herself.

Spike chuckled. The guy really was a twat, Spike knew that it wouldn’t last between them, but he felt relieved now that she knew it too and that it was definitely over. Wait…did she say love?

"Well... I’m not sure, what do you want? I want you. I think, in some way, I always have; and now… well, I’m just happy to be here with you, so it’s up to you, I suppose." Spike was rambling now.

"That’s nice to know, but I was talking about the bond." Buffy started laughing at the embarrassed look on Spike’s face.

"Right, the bond. Bonding normally only happens between vampires, and even then, it’s rare. People who are bonded to vampires are connected to them in nearly every way. But, there has to be a strong emotional bond first. It’s difficult to explain, even I’m not sure of what it exactly is." Spike sighed; he knew that Buffy was going to hate him.

"It would have destroyed my mind. Dru’s mind was already broken, and it would have been transferred to me. That’s how it works, you share just about everything."

"Am I going to be a vampire?" Buffy’s voice was soft but Spike could hear the touch of fear that graced it.

"No love, but I think we better give Skip a shout...." Spike hadn’t even finished the thought let alone the sentence when there was a flash near the door.

"Well, that didn’t take as long as I thought it was going to take! Well then kiddies, let’s take a look at the sitch. Physical contact, that’s good. You need to keep it like that for at least 24 hours for the bonding to complete."

"No. Listen, I don’t have much time; someone’s going to ascend and I have to go meet them. Spike chose to bond you; that means he loves you, and so does his demon. Well, technically his demon loves you in the way that he thinks that you’ll make a fantastic demon yourself." Skip chuckled at the look of mortification on the vampire’s face.

"Am I spilling the beans? Tough. You will inherit each other's qualities. Strength, speed, yadda, yadda, yadda. You will always know where the other is, no matter the distance. You will sense each other’s pain. After a certain time you will not need words to communicate; but you’re going to have to work on that one. Now the main reason I’m here? The powers sent me here to seal the bond. Why? Because you are both warriors on our side and we don’t have enough of those. Spike, don’t shake your head at me: you haven’t been bad in a really long time, so, give it up."

"The Powers have added a little something to your bond though. This bond is a life bond. As long as one of you lives, so too will the other. I don’t think that either one of you would survive the loss of your bonded mate, so no diff there anyway." Skip looked up, listening again to voices only he could hear.

"Have to go, I think I covered everything. Oh well, you’ll figure it out." With a wave, he disappeared.

"A demon has just told you that you’re bonded to a vampire, that you’re going to live as long as I do, and that’s the first question you ask?"

"Giles is so going to kill me. Anyways…you, answer the question." Buffy turned serious again.

"Yes, I love you." Spike tried to shrug nonchalantly as he tried to hide his nervousness. As he watched her carefully, Buffy’s smile widened, then she leaned in to kiss him.

"Well, that’s good because I kinda love you to, I think. I’m sorry it’s not quite the declaration of love you might want."

"It’s a start." Spike murmured before pulling Buffy up onto his lap so she was straddling and then kissing her passionately.

The sheet covering the two of them slipped off of them as their kiss deepened, their tongues warring furiously for dominance. Buffy pulled away frowning, "Ok, I’m naked, your not. Do you see the problem?" She began pulling Spike’s shirt over his head, smiling when he laughed.

Spike’s breath caught for a moment, God, I love her! Then he ripped his shirt off impatiently while Buffy’s mouth moved to his chest. She kissed his chest, then licked his nipples before gently biting them. Spike hissed, and she smiled to herself. Her hands seemed to have a will of their own and they slipped between their bodies to cup him through his jeans; she began rubbing her hand slowly against him feeling him growing harder as she continued to kiss her way down his torso, her tongue snaking out to lick his naval as her hands fumbled with zipper on his jeans.

Buffy undid his zipper and began tugging on them playfully. Spike lifted his hips to allow her to tug the jeans down, relieving the pressure she had caused in them. As his cock surged out from his jeans, Buffy abandoned them for it. Her hand encircled his erection and she gently moved her hand up and down, before she flicked the head with her tongue. Spike moaned, and Buffy smiled before lowering her mouth to take him in her mouth completely. She didn’t think that she would ever get enough of this.

Spike watched Buffy’s lips as they glided up and down his shaft, her tongue occasionally sliding out to lick the tip, and he was undone, his climax reached. He gripped the back of Buffy’s head as he thrust into her mouth and roared as came, trembling slightly as Buffy sucked and licked him dry.

Spike sighed disgustedly with himself which caused Buffy to look at him, bewildered.

"No! Love, it was perfect! It’s just…I just don’t understand what it is about you that turns me into a 15 year old schoolboy who hasn’t got any control."

"Let’s give that control a retest, shall we?" Buffy smiled wickedly as she sat back on her haunches. Still straddling Spike, she raised a hand to her breast and began to stroke it with her palms as her fingers teased and pinched at her nipples. She moaned softly.

Spike watched in amazement as Buffy touched herself; then, felt himself growing impossibly hard.

Buffy used her other hand to slide down to her nest of curls; then, using one finger, she found her clit and began stroking in little circles. Her moans became louder and she threw back her head as she started to pant.

He lunged at her, flipping them so he was pinning her beneath him. Smashing his lips to hers, he struggled for a few seconds as he kicked his jeans off completely before entering her in one fluid movement. Buffy gasped as she felt him filling her so suddenly, so completely. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, giving him deeper access. Spike hissed as held himself motionless for a moment, savouring the feeling before they both began moving together.

As Spike thrust into her, Buffy’s hips surged up to meet him. "Spike. Harder... Oh god, yes. Yes." Buffy was mumbling in between pants. She let out a whimper when Spike pulled out of her and flipped her over. Then he pulled her to her knees before slamming into her from behind.

"Oh god, Spike, Spike. Yes!" Buffy twisted the sheets beneath her hands and pushed back to meet Spike with every thrust. She was teetering on the edge of an orgasm when Spike slipped his hand under her and pinched her clit. At the same time, Spike leaned over her back and drove his fangs into her shoulder. He tore his mouth away and roared as he came pumping into Buffy.

Buffy’s orgasm rushed over her and she screamed before blackness clouded her vision.

Spike gently eased himself of the slayer. He smiled a purely masculine smile at the sight of what their lovemaking had done to her. He pulled the blankets up over both of them, then pulled Buffy into an embrace and closed his eyes for a much-needed rest.