Chapter 22


Spike and Xander returned to the hospital after giving their statements of the events that transpired the previous night.
Tara and Anya were engrossed in conversation about ancient art and it’s value to pass the time. Apparently it was a
topic of interest to both of them.

Xander slid into the seat next to Anya and kissed her cheek.
“Hi honey, we’re home” he said wearily.
“How did it go?” Tara asked Spike.
“Fine. We just had to write out from our point of view what happened, what I heard on the call to Buffy and stuff” Spike
answered her.
“Well, at least it’s over now” Tara smiled at him.
“Willow and Joyce are still back with Buffy. We’re all hungry and tired though, Spike. We were thinking of going to the
diner down the street and getting some dinner. Is that alright with you?” Anya inquired.
“Yes, of course. You don’t need my permission. It’s been a long day for everyone. We could all use the sustenance.” He
replied.

“Should one of us stay with Buffy?” Tara asked.
“I will, you guys can all go on ahead. I’ll go back and get Joyce and Willow. I’m sure Joyce needs something to eat after
her rushed flight down here and being with Buffy since then” Spike told them.
“O.K., we will wait here for them” Tara told him.

Spike left the waiting room and made his way to where they were keeping Buffy.
He pushed the door open to find Buffy not only awake and alert but hugging and crying with Joyce and Willow. He felt
like he was invading on a special private moment and turned to try and leave unnoticed. He wasn’t stealthy enough
though and Buffy noticed him.

“Spike! Don’t leave.” She said to his back.
He turned around, “Sorry luv, didn’t want to interrupt” he smiled.
“You’re not. We were just....I just... I told them about Parker.” Buffy said softly.
“Oh...” he came up to her bedside and Willow moved away so he could get closer to Buffy and he embraced her.
The other two women looked on in approval as Buffy clung to Spike.

“I have to tell you something else too, Spike.” Buffy pulled back and searched his eyes.
“What, luv?” Spike asked hesitantly not sure what it was going to be.
“Spike...I killed Angel. I’m a murderer!” Fresh tears came to Buffy’s eyes.
“Luv, I know you killed Angel but you’re not a murderer. It was self-defense. You saved your own life! I’m so proud of
you” Spike said sincerely.
“What if it wasn’t self defense? What if I’d already hit him and stopped him but then I kept hitting him even after I could
have gotten away?” Buffy sobbed softly.
“Oh, Buffy. Don’t do this to yourself. You did NOTHING wrong! That bastard was tryingto rape you and he beat you to a
bloody pulp. God only knows, he was probably going to kill you too! You did what you had to do. In the moment, you
were disoriented and you’d just been beaten all over your head. Your eyes were swollen...you might not have realized
you were O.K. to get away. It happened in a matter of minutes, right?”

Buffy nodded her head.
“You listen to me, Buffy. This stays here with us four. I don’t want anyone else hearing you make comments like that.
God, especially the police. Buffy, they aren’t going to press charges but if you keep talking like this, I have no idea what
they might do. I refuse to lose you because of what that son of a bitch did to you” Spike took her battered face in his
hands and gently kissed her swollen lips.

“I love you Buffy Anne Summers and I’m sure as hell not going to let you take the rap for saving yourself from that thug.
Buffy, I overheard when Xander and I were at the station making our statement that Angel was apparently out on parole
for a string of things. He was court ordered to go to AA as one of the parole conditions and that’s how he met you and
preyed on you. Everything he told you about his past was a lie. Buffy, you gotta promise me that you aren’t going to say
anything to make me, and your mother and Willow and all the other people that love and care about you lose you
because of this” Spike demanded of her.

Buffy sniffled and squeezed his hand, “I promise, William. I love you too”
Joyce and Willow smiled at the two lovers.
Spike turned to look at Joyce.
“Joyce, everyone wants to go down the street to get some dinner. I’ll stay with Buffy but you and Willow go on with the
others. They’re waiting for you. You had a long day. You won’t do Buffy any good if you don’t eat and sleep yourself.”
Spike informed her.

Joyce looked from Spike to Buffy.
“You’ve got yourself a good man there, sweetie. He wants to take care of your dear old mom just as much as taking
care of you. Don’t let this one go.” Joyce said warmly and honestly causing Spike to blush.
“O.K., you ready Willow?” Joyce asked her.
“Yep. Buffy, we’ll visit again soon. I love you and you’ll always be my best friend. You can tell me anything. You don’t
ever have to be afraid again.” Willow gave her a hug goodbye, then Joyce did too.
The two women left the lovers alone and went to meet the rest of their dinner party.

Buffy was released from the hospital several days later. Joyce had her assistant running the gallery and decided to stay
with Buffy for a few weeks while she recuperated. She had moved into Buffy’s guest bedroom. Buffy was allowed off
work on medical leave but she was antsy at home so did some work from her home computer and sent it in to the office.
Her boss told her she didn’t have to but appreciated it all the same.

Joyce was unstoppable. She cleaned Buffy’s apartment from top to bottom. Every nook and cranny. She washed walls
and floors, vacuumed and dusted. She cleaned windows and appliances. She stocked Buffy’s fridge with all Mom’s
comfort foods and she and Spike took turns cooking all of Buffy’s favorites. They treated her like a princess, fawning
over her constantly.

Buffy’s wounds had almost all healed and thankfully it didn’t appear that there would be any long term scarring on her
face and if so, the doctors assured her that plastic surgery would take care of that. After she was released from the
hospital, she had to go make her statement for the police as well. She did what Spike told her and left out her belief that
she might have killed Angel when she didn’t have to. Come to find out, the coroner had ruled that the first blow from the
lamp had been the fatal blow. Angel was already dead before Buffy hit him again so it turned out to be a moot point.

Spike was spending most of his nights at his dorm with Xander due to Joyce being at Buffy’s. He was going over
everyday after class but leaving before bedtime. He felt awkward sleeping with Buffy with her mother in the same house.
One evening as he was making to say his goodbyes for the evening, Joyce spoke up.
“Spike, you don’t have to keep leaving on my account. I know you too would rather be sleeping in each other’s arms
than alone every night.” Joyce smiled.
Spike turned beet red, “Err...well..umm” he stammered.
“Dear, it’s O.K. I was your age once and Buffy’s too. You two should be together. It won’t bother me at all. I brought ear
plugs with me” she informed them.
“MOM!” It was Buffy’s turn to blush.
“What?” she smiled innocently.

“Just because he spends the night doesn’t mean we will be having sex” Buffy huffed.
Spike was mortified. His girlfriend and her mother we’re debating his sleeping and or having sex. Could the ground
swallow me now, he thought.
“I never said that, Dear. But either won’t bother me.” Joyce turned back to the home and garden channel that was
currently on the TV.
Buffy looked at Spike and they both gave each other a silent question. Both nodded.
“Alright, well we’re going to bed then. Night Mom. I love you” Buffy leaned down and kissed her on the cheek.
“Love you too, Dear” Joyce replied. “Good night Spike”
“Good Night Joyce” Spike barely got out in his embarrasment then almost ran to Buffy’s bedroom with her trailing right
behind him.

“Oh God! I can’t believe my mother just gave her permission for us to bone each other” Buffy flopped down on the bed.
“You’re embarrassed? Imagine how I feel!” Spike sputtered.
Buffy got back up and glided over to him. “I know how you feel and I’ve missed it” Buffy purred.
GULP.
They hadn’t been together since before the incident with Angel, weeks prior and he felt like a virgin all over again. Like
he was afraid he would forget everything he had learned in all the previous months since he had met Buffy.

“Let’s go to bed, baby” Buffy kissed his jaw line.
Buffy divested herself of her clothes and slipped under the sheets. Spike sat on the edge of the bed and removed his
boots and socks then pulled his t-shirt over his head. He stood up to take down his jeans. As he pulled them down,
Buffy reached out and smacked his ass playfully.
“Ouch!” Spike yelped.
“Oh, don’t be such a big baby. You’ve spanked me and used a belt on me and you’re whining over a little live pat.” Buffy
teased him.
“Ssshhh....I don’t want your mum to hear us though.” Spike informed her.
“She said she had earplugs!” Buffy grinned.
“Yeah, well she isn’t in bed yet. She is still up” Spike replied.
“The TV is on and the living room is too far away. I’m sure she can’t hear us” Buffy scooted over as Spike finished
taking his jeans off and crawled under the covers with her.

“Mmmm..I missed this so much. Just feeling your skin against mine. Holding you through the night” Spike murmured into
her hair.
“Me too. I love you William. Thank you for everything you’ve given me” Buffy manuevered herself on top of him and
leaned down to kiss him slowly and sensuously.
She rubbed her body against his as she kissed him breathless.
Spike reached down and cupped her ass cheeks in his hands and rubbed her against his erection.
“God, you feel so good, baby” he said against her moist mouth.

Buffy sat up so she she was sitting astride him. She reached down and ran his hard cock along her slit, wetting it then
pressing it against her clit. Spike reached out and stroked her nipples to erect peaks.
“Ohh...Ohh..Oh..God..Spike..I’m cumming..oh God..” Buffy drenched him with her juices. She hadn’t even put him inside
yet and she was already cumming.
“Sorry, it’s been so long” she said down to him.
“Don’t be sorry. I love watching you cum” Spike smiled at her.

Buffy reached down again and placed his still hard cock at her entrance and sunk down slowly on him, inch by inch.
“Unnghhhhh...yeah” Spike groaned at the feeling of being inside her once again.
“Jesus..that’s deep..” she moaned from above.
“So fucking tight and hot...God Buffy, ahhhhhh” Spike began thrusting his hips up as she came back down, creating the
most exquisite friction.
Buffy rode him for several minutes until Spike couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to drive her into the bed. He rolled
them over and began slamming into her with greater force.
“Unngh..Yeah..fuck...gonna fuck you so good...my girl” he grunted.

Suddenly Buffy felt a horrible panic hit her. She felt his body covering hers and heard him call her his girl and she
freaked, the memory of the night with Angel coming back to her.
“No!, get off me!” she pushed at Spike. “Get off! PLEASE...STOP!” she sobbed.
Spike was mid-stroke and in a haze of lust and confusion but he heard Buffy’s screams penetrating his brain and
immediately withdrew and rolled off of her.

Buffy scrambled to the head of the bed and drew her knees up to her chest, hugging herself with her own arms.
“Oh, God, Buffy! I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you? What did I do?” Spike was on the verge of tears himself.
“I just can’t...I’m sorry...I remembered...and you were him...and...oh God” Buffy sniffled.

Spike stood up and had just pulled his jeans on as Joyce burst through the door.
“What is going on? What did you do to my daughter?” Joyce said in a fury, rushing to Buffy’s side, pulling the sheet up
to cover her naked form.
“Mommy” Buffy sobbed as Joyce hugged her.

Spike stood there mutely, feeling like the biggest jerk on the face of the planet. He didn’t know what to do or say.
“Joyce....I’m sorry..I didn’t mean to hurt her...we were...we...were making love...and she just freaked...I swear..I wasn’t
doing anything wrong. I stopped as soon as she told me too...God, I’m so sorry” Spike collapsed into the lounge chair
Buffy had in her bedroom. He covered his face with his hands and the tears started to flow.
“I hurt the girl..I hurt the girl” he mumbled between the tears.

“Mom...William didn’t hurt me. It was me...I just had a panic attack. He didn’t do anything wrong.” Buffy pulled away from
her mother’s embrace and stood, with the sheet wrapped around her frame and went to where Spike sat and kneeled
before him taking him in her arms.
“Ssshhh...baby..it’s O.K. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell at you like that or scare you. I’m alright. You didn’t hurt thr girl,
William. Look at me. I’m alright.” Buffy stroked his head.

Joyce observed the two lovers and decided that was her queue to leave.
“Buffy, I’m going back to my room now. I’m sorry I came flying in here. I just heard your screams. We’ll talk tomorrow,
honey. You two get some rest” Joyce left the room shutting the door closed behind her.

Buffy stood and led Spike back to the bed. She went to remove his jeans and he stopped her.
“Don’t” he said.
“Well, at least change into some shorts or sweats. It’s not comfortable sleeping in your jeans.” She told him.
“O.K.” he said and walked over to the dresser and pulled out a pair of sweats. He then turned so she couldn’t see his
front and hurriedly pulled his jeans off and replaced them with the pair of sweats.
When he turned back, Buffy was back in bed and she had donned a night shirt as well.

He carefully got into bed and lay there very rigidly. Buffy snuggled up to him.
“I’m sorry, William. I guess I’m not ready just yet” Buffy sighed.
“It’s not your fault. I should’ve known better. You just had some guy almost rape you a few weeks ago and here I am
rutting at you like a damn animal” Spike beat himself up.
“It’s not you, Spike. Please don’t think that. I love you and know you would never hurt me like that. Just give me some
time. I’ll get past this” Buffy told him.
“Just hold me, please” Buffy begged.

Spike wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head.
“Never let me go” she whispered.
“I won’t Buffy. Never” Spike closed his eyes and held on tight.
 

Chapter 23


Joyce stayed long enough for Buffy to return to work. The time finally came though when she had to return home to the
gallery. Her assistant had held down the fort while she had been gone but the things that only Joyce was able to do
were piling up and she needed to return.

Spike had grown to love Joyce as his own mother. While Buffy was recuperating, she had napped and slept much more
than normal. During those times when Spike wasn’t in school, he spent chatting with Joyce. The two often shared a cup
of hot cocoa together. Joyce fell in motherly love with Spike the first time she had offered to make him the cocoa and he
asked her if they had those little marshmellows. He was a darling boy. Spike often wished his own mother could have
been more like Joyce.

Tearful goodbyes were exchanged at LAX as Willow, Tara, Spike and Buffy saw Joyce off. Joyce made Buffy promise to
bring Spike up to San Francisco to visit in the near future. Buffy returned to work the following week after Joyce’s
departure.. She was fully recuperated physically. Mentally was an entirely different matter.
Letters came in the mail to Anya, Xander and Spike from the courts. Riley had apparently plea bargained guilty to lesser
charges and avoided a trial entirely. He was due to be sentenced and the courts accepted statements from the victims
for the judges to use them partially in determining sentencing. Ironically, Buffy didn’t get a letter herself even though she
was the root cause of Riley’s crimes. Anya and Xander were the actual victims and it was Spike’s car and was
determined that Riley’s intent was to hurt Spike so he got one as well.

Buffy continued her AA meetings but found another location. She couldn’t bring herself to enter the same building
where she met Angel at. Too many memories she wanted to forget resided there. Along with her sobriety, Buffy, with
Spike’s encouragement, found a psychologist. His name was Lorne which he preferred to go by rather than doctor and
his surname. He had a kind face and kind eyes. He was very perceptive and seemed to always know what Buffy was
thinking or feeling. She really liked and respected him.
She went to AA on Wednesday nights after work and met with Lorne on Thursday’s during her lunch break from work.

Anya, Xander, Buffy and Spike continued having their “game and movie night” but had now added Willow, Tara, Wes
and Fred to the mix. They had invited Gunn as well but he declined saying he would feel like the 9th wheel among all
the other couples.

Spike was doing well in school and almost at the end of his freshman year, as was Xander. Xander had been just
skating by barely but for some strange reason, he and Willow hit it off really well and developed a friendship/tutor bond
and she was able to help him with his studies, the brainiac that she was. Tara however wasn’t as fortunate having to
deal with Anya’s insistance to talk about orgasms with Willow and Xander while their partners were studying. She
grinned and bared it though, the kind soul that she was.

Buffy and Spike had yet to make love again after their first attempt since her attack. Spike was scared shitless to even
try and touch her and Buffy was scared that she would freak again if he did. Both wanted to though. There was no
question about that. Frantic masturbating in the bathroom while the other was in another room was all they were doing
presently. Things had to change.

Buffy confided in Lorne and Willow about her and Spike’s current bout of celibacy. She had vowed to tell Willow the stuff
going on with her from now on after not doing it in college and for so many years. She could have used her support
then but was so ashamed and afraid to tell. Buffy also found a shoulder in Tara. Willow, with Tara’ blessing had told
Buffy that Tara had come from an abusive home and had been sexually, physically and mentally abused by her father
and older brother. When she had come out as a lesbian as a young teen, they had determined they could “fix” her and
make her straight by repeatedly raping her throughout her teenage years. She left home as soon as she graduated
high school and has never seen her family again. With that knowledge, Buffy was able to open up and talk to Tara. The
two seemingly very different girls had loads of emotional pain in common. They each felt a little less alone for it.

After several sessions with Lorne, Buffy felt she was ready to take the next step and resume her intimacy with Spike.
She missed him so much. Even though he was there with her all the time, their lack of physical closeness was taking a
toll on their relationship.

Buffy, having checked with Anya first and finding out that Xander was at her place, she decided to make a surprise visit
to see Spike on campus. She knew his last class ended at four that day and so she arrived at his dorm around 3:30.
One of the guys who roomed in the same building recognized Buffy from previous visits and had the dorm monitor let
her into Spike’s room.

Buffy prepared his room, placing candles all around and lighting them. She put a cd of soft jazz she had brought on his
stereo. She undressed and then donned a filmy see through red nighty that she had bought the previous day. She took
a can of whipped cream and bowl of strawberries out of the bag she had brought all her goodies in and placed them on
his bedside table. She looked around the room one last time to make sure everything was in order and then perched on
the end of Spike’s bed to wait for him.

About 30 minutes later, she heard a key turn in the door lock and a muffled voice outside the door. She jumped up and
draped herself in front of the door in a seductive pose. The door flew open and she said huskily, “Welcome home,
Daddy. I’ve been waiting for you” as she trailed a finger down the column of her throat to the valley between her
breasts. Looking up she saw Spike’s shocked face with wide-opened eyes along with the widening eyes of a knock out
blonde bombshell hovering next to him.

“Who is this, Spikey?” the blonde asked in a ditzy voice.
“Buffy! What are you doing here? How did you get in?” Spike said.
“Oh God!” was all Buffy could get out as she covered her almost nakedness with her hands.
“Spikey! Who is she and why is she calling you Daddy? She looks more like the Mommy to me” the other girl whined
when he didn’t answer her right away.

Buffy ran to the bed and threw a throw blanket from the end around her frame, covering her nudity that could be seen
right through her flimsy nightgown.
“Spike...I wanted to surprise you...your friends, they let me in...” Buffy began.
“Well, I’m definately surprised.” Spike commented.

Buffy finally getting over her shock of being seen naked by someone else other than Spike, turned her attention to the
other woman still standing there gaping at her from the doorway.
“Spike? Who is that?” Buffy questioned him.
“Hey! I asked first!” the ditz yelled.

Spike shook his head, coming out of his temporary dazed and confused space.
“Uhh..this is Harmony, Buffy. Harmony, this is Buffy.” Spike finally answered.
“And...you’re bringing her to your room for....studying?” Buffy raised an eyebrow.
“Study? Harmony? Bloody hell, no” Spike answered.
Buffy fumed. What the hell was going on?
“If she isn’t here to study, what the hell is she doing here?” Buffy raised her voice.
“She followed me.” Spike looked at Buffy’s face and immediately recognized the look. Bloody hell. She thought he was
shagging or going to shag Harmony. He also saw that she didn’t believe what he just told her.
“She followed you?” Buffy asked incredulously.

Spike turned to Harmony.
“Look. You need to leave. I told you I had a girlfriend.” Spike pointed at Buffy.
“So where is she? Because that looks like your mom” Harmony said maliciously.
“Harmony. Not one more word you stupid bint! Now, I’ve put up with you following me around like a puppy dog for long
enough. I’m not going out with you. I will never go out with you. Now get away from me!” Spike yelled at her.

“Fine! You can say goodbye to this because you’re never going to see it again” Harmony pointed at her ass, “unless I’m
walking away from you and even then, I’ll probably just back away” Harmony proceeded to do just that, backing up down
the hallway until she was out of sight.

Spike sighed and shut the door, locking it and turned to Buffy. She was sitting on the bed with her head in her hands
softly crying.
“Buffy...pet? What’s wrong? Don’t cry, luv” Spike sat next to her and took her in his arms.
“I thought you were cheating on me. I’m so sorry Spike. After how long it’s been since we’ve been together, I guess I
wouldn’t blame you but it hurt to see you standing there with another woman” Buffy sniffled.

“That crazy bint. Buffy, bloody hell. She has been trying to get me to go out with her for weeks. She follows me all over
campus. She snuck up on me right outside the dorm and followed me up here. Didn’t you hear me out there telling her
to go away before you opened the door?” Spike explained and asked her.
“No...sorry..I just heard muffled sounds and your key in the lock.” Buffy answered him.
“Well, trust me luv. She is one crazy chit. Always calling me Spikey which I detest and acting like we’re some kind of
couple. I guess I should have told you but I thought I could get her to go away on my own. I’m sorry, Buffy. Please
believe me. I would never cheat on you. I love you” Spike leaned down and kissed her lips softly.

“Oh, Spike. I love you too” Buffy breathed into his mouth and then deepened the kiss.
Spike pulled away and searched her eyes, then he looked around the room and took in the candles, the music, the
strawberries and cream and looked back at her, a slow grin coming to his face.
“I guess you had some big plans for us, huh?”
“Yeah...is it too late to go through with them?” Buffy smiled at him.
“It’s never too late, Buffy. Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.” He gave her his serious look.
“Yes. I’m sure. Please make love to me, William” Buffy said.

Buffy let go of the blanket around her exposing her naughty nighty to his gaze once more. He drank in the sight of her
for a few moments then stood to divest himself of his t-shirt, jeans, socks and boots. When he was gloriously naked, he
gently pushed her down on his bed and positioned her to lay flat on her back as he knelt between her legs.

“Single bed is kinda narrow but we’ll make do” he said reaching up to stroke her hardening nipples through the flimsy
material of her gown. Buffy moaned and arched her back.
“Do you want me to take it off?” Buffy inquired.
“No...leave it on.” Spike answered.

Since it was only a nighty that came to her mid thigh and had no panties with it, it would not impede him in anyway. He
simply pushed it up to her waist revealing her freshly shaved mound. He cupped her with his one hand, rubbing the
smooth and soft skin. He lightly grazed a finger over her clit and then dipped another finger just barely inside her.

“Spike, I’m so wet for you. I’ve been thinking about you all day and then waiting for you here and oh God..I don’t need
foreplay, just need you inside, please.” Buffy looked up at him.
“O.K. baby. How do you want me? This position alright for you? Or would you rather be on top?” Spike remembered the
last time and how she freaked when he was on top.
“Maybe I should be on top. For the first time, is that O.K.?” Buffy asked him.
“Of course it is. Christ, I’ll take you anyway I can have you, Buffy.” Spike rearranged their postions so he was lying flat
on his back and she was straddling his waist.

Buffy reached her hands up and cupped his face in her palms and reached down and kissed him slowly and
sensuously. Sitting back up she raised herself a bit to grasp his hard cock and place it at her pussy. She wedged the
head inside and then brought her hand back up to his chest where the other resided.
“Mmmm...” Spike began to moan.
“Fuck.It’s been so long. Were you always this big?” Buffy panted as she sank down on his long and thick cock, feeling it
stretch and fill her up completely.
“Oh God..Buffy..were you always this tight?” Spike replied.
She got down to the root and looked down at their joining. Christ, they fit together perfectly.

Buffy began raising herself up over him, then slamming back down. Spike thrust his hips up to meet her at each
downstroke. Their bodies slapped together, making a wet suction sound.
“Oh yeah..Buffy..my beautiful Buffy..Ride me...fuck...harder...fuck my cock..get yourself off on it” Spike encouraged her.
“Ahhhhh....ohhhhhhhh Spikeeeeeeeeeeeee....feels so good. Missed you so much...missed feeling your big, hard cock
inside me...oh yeah...gonna ride you...” Buffy responded by increasing the hardness of her gallop.

Spike brought his hands up to her hips to hold her and help work her on his throbbing cock. Buffy leaned down and
licked his nipples eliciting a groan from him. She kept riding him hard as she tongued his hard pebbles.
“Fuck...Buffy..that’s it....so bloody good...” Spike panted.

Buffy sat up straight again and arched her back, leaning back a bit which thrust his cock even deeper inside her.
“OHHHHH...Goddddddddd...so deep...so deep...unghhhhh” Buffy cried out.
“Buffy, I can’t hold out much longer...been so long..” Spike warned her.
“Go ahead...baby..cum...cum inside me. Let me feel it....feel you...give it to me Spike...” Buffy felt his cock start to twitch
and jerk inside her and that triggered her own orgasm.
“Ahhhhh..I’m cumming...Buffy...fuck...cumming so hard...uhhhhhhngg..” Spike screamed.
“Me too...ohhhhhhhhh...Spike...I love you...love your cock so much...” Buffy babbled.

Spike reached up and fingered Buffy’s clit which sent her into another orgasm before the first one had completely come
to a halt. She began bucking and convulsing all around him again.
“OHHHHHHHHHH...Jesus! Spike! Yes! Yes! Yes!” she chanted as she rode out her latest orgasm, gushing her juices all
over his still deeply embedded cock.

She fell forward, collapsing onto his slick with sweat chest. Spike slid his hands down and cupped her ass cheeks pulling
her hard to him. They stayed like that, joined together both falling into a satisfied sleep, bodies still joined. Hearts and
souls still joined.
 

Chapter 24


It was the end of the school year for Spike and Xander. The residence halls were closed to those not registered for
classes for the summer session. With no home for 3 months and not wanting to return to Sunnydale and their parents,
Anya and Buffy each asked their respective partner to stay with them.

Anya, not one to lift a finger for manual labor sent a mover to take Xander’s belongings to her place while Spike and
Buffy opted to moved him themselves. Xander had already been moved out and they were alone packing up Spike’s
things.

Buffy was putting things into boxes and as she finished, Spike was carrying them down to her car. Buffy watched him as
he came back in the room. He pulled his t-shirt, wet with sweat, over his head and slung it over his shoulder, then
grabbed a bottle of water sitting on the floor and drank it down in big gulps. She watched as his adams apple bobbed as
he swallowed the liquid then looked down to his chisled chest covered in sweat. She felt a pool of liquid rush to her groin
at the intoxicating sight before her.
In mid-swallow, Spike felt her eyes on him and looked over in her direction. He brought the bottle down and his mouth
moved into a sly grin. She actually blushed to be caught staring at him. Spike sauntered over, coming to a stop right in
front of her.

“See something you like, luv?” he questioned her.
“Uh Huh” Buffy licked her lips.

The beds were still in the room as they belonged to the dorm but they had already removed all the bed linens. Oh, well,
they both thought as they smiled at each other.
Spike grabbed ahold of Buffy’s arms and pushed her back into one of the beds attacking her mouth with his own at the
same time.

They both fell in a mass of limbs onto the bare mattress. Spike ripped Buffy’s shirt in his haste to get it off.
“Sorry!” he told her.
“Don’t worry about it...just fuck me” Buffy fumbled with the zipper on his jeans.
“Your wish is my command” Spike replied.

Buffy tugged her own sweat pants down and kicked them off.
“No panties, today?” Spike grinned.
Buffy just smiled and batted her eyelashes coyly.
“Naughty naughty girl” Spike said as he gave her a little smack on her ass.

Spike leaned down and sucked one of her rosy nipples into his mouth. The taut peak became even harder with his
ministrations. He rolled the other nipple between his thumb and middle finger of one hand while his other hand slipped
down between Buffy’s legs.
He flicked her clit as he passed by it then inserted two fingers into her very wet pussy.

“Kitty’s ready to play” he murmured.
“Ohhh..Spike....please...” Buffy moaned.
“What do you want, Buffy?” Spike said huskily.
“You...I want you.” Buffy answered.
“What part of me?” Spike goaded her.
“All of you...ohh..now..your cock..please...”Buffy writhed underneath him.
“Where do you want my cock, Buffy?” Spike teased her.
“Oh Jesus Spike...stop teasing me. I need your cock in my pussy right now.” Buffy raised her voice.
“Such a bossy chit you are, pet” Spike responded.

“This cock, Buffy?” Spike asked as he rubbed the head of his shaft up and down her slit, not actually entering her.
“YES! That’s the one!” Buffy panted.
“How bad do you want it, Buffy?” Spike continued teasing her.
“THIS bad!” Buffy grabbed his ass cheeks and pressed him into her, slamming his cock deep into her pussy.
“Unnnnnnghhh......Christ, Buffy!” Spike exclaimed.
“Ohhhh yes! That’s it...so big...mmmmmmmm” Buffy said.

Spike withdrew and then thrust back in, hard. Very hard. Buffy raised her hips, thrusting up into his downstrokes. Spike
rested his head in the crook of her neck as he fucked her into the mattress. Buffy kneaded his back muscles and ass,
encouraging him to go harder and deeper.

“Oh...fuck..Buffy...so God damn good...love your pussy...so tight...so wet and juicy...love fucking it...
Unnnnnnggggghhhhhhh...yeah..that’s it....squeeze my cock with those muscles...AHHHHHHH...BUFFY!!” Spike was in
the throes of ecstacy.

Neither lover noticed the door to his room creaking open and a middle-aged woman standing there, a look of horror on
her face. More importantly, neither noticed the man standing behind the woman wearing a white collar and now taking
off his glasses and furiously wiping them with a hankerchief.

“WILLIAM JAMES GILES!” the woman screeched.
Spike stopped mid-stroke inside Buffy, frozen in time. He closed his eyes and shook his head. Please let this be a
dream. Please. Please Please he prayed.
“WILLIAM! HOLY MARY MOTHER OF GOD!” the voice came again followed by a more masculine, “Dear Lord”.
It was Buffy’s turn to hear finally.
“Huh? What?” she felt Spike slide out of her and roll off of her.

Spike frantically reached for his clothes to cover himself.
“Mum! What are you doing here?” he held his jeans in his lap and pulled his t-shirt on over his head.
“I came to visit you. It was a surprise.” Anne Giles told him.
“Well, we’re definately surprised. That’s an understatement” Buffy mumbled as she held her clothes in front of her bare
form.
“Mum! Ummm..do you mind..can we...uh..get dressed?” Spike blushed brightly.

“Anne, let’s give them a few moments to compose themselves, shall we?” The man behind her spoke.
“We’ll be right outside, young man. You’ve got two minutes!” Anne said and turned and walked out, closing the door.

Buffy and Spike both jumped up and threw on their clothes.
“Not exactly how I pictured me meeting your mom” Buffy told him.
Spike sighed, “I’m sorry Buffy. Umm....just so you know...my mum is kinda a fruitcake so I should probably apologize for
anything she may say now” Spike informed her.
“Uhh..alright. Like what?” Buffy asked.
“Well, let’s see...I’m a fornicating sinner according to her after the first time we were together so I guess that makes you
a jezebel or something of that nature. She’s very religious” Spike explained.
“Religious? I guess that explains the priest that is with her” Buffy said straight faced.

“He was a priest?” Spike’s eyes widened.
“Yeah, didn’t you see his collar? Seeing as it isn’t anywhere near Halloween, I’m going with the obvious” Buffy told him.
“Oh..crap” Spike ran his fingers through his hair.
“Was she planning on doing an exorcism?” Buffy joked trying to lighten the mood.

The door burst open then admitting his mother and the priest once again. Anne walked over to Buffy and sized her up.
Smelling the same perfume she had smelled on William before he left Sunnydale, she put two and two together.

“So, you’re the fallen woman who tempted my son and who he ran off to live in sin with, aren’t you?” Anne asked her.
Buffy looked at her in wonderment, “Ummm..in other words as we in the modern world like to call it, I’m his girlfriend”
Buffy answered.

The priest actually let out a snorted chuckle at that response from Buffy. Anne turned and glared at him.
“William, come here. I have someone I want you to meet” Anne called to him.
Spike walked closer to her and looked at the priest next to her. He had the same blue eyes. In fact, the resemblance
was uncanny.
“Mum?” Spike’s eyes got big.
“I’d like you to meet your father, Rupert Giles” Anne said.

“Uhh..when you say, father...you mean, father as in priest father, right?” Buffy stuttered feeling a lump begin to form in
the pit of her stomach.

“Yes, he is a priest but no, that’s not what I meant. I mean, he is your father, William.” Anne repeated.
“What? No...it can’t be. My father is dead. You told me so. He’s dead!” Spike started shouting as tears formed in his
eyes.
“William, son...let me explain...” Rupert Giles began.
“NO! You’re not my father....you don’t....you can’t do this...you can’t just do this...after all this time...Mum? Why? Why
are you lying? Why?” Spike was becoming hysterical.

“Spike..baby..it’s O.K.” Buffy put an arm around his shoulder.
“Spike? Who is Spike?” Anne inquired.
“Spike is William’s nickname” Buffy answered.
“Dear Lord in heaven” Anne sighed.
“Maybe we should all sit down and talk...” Rupert tried again.

“NOOOOOOO...leave me the fuck alone! I hate you both!” Spike screamed and ran out of the dorm room.
Buffy shot Anne a look of venom.
“Rupert...let’s go after him...” Anne started.
“Anne...I think the boy needs some time...on his own.” Rupert said, looking at Buffy kindly.
“I’ll go make sure he is O.K.” Buffy said turning to leave.
“Umm..Miss?” Rupert began.
“Summers. Buffy Summers” she supplied.
“Miss Summers, is there someplace that we can meet you and William later? I understand this is quite a shock for him
but we really need to talk” Rupert asked her.

“He is staying with me now. We were just getting the rest of his things today. Here’s my address.” Buffy took a piece of
paper and pen out of her purse and wrote it down for Rupert. “ Come by around 7 tonight. I’ll do what I can to prepare
him but I can’t make any promises or that he will even want to see you” Buffy informed him.
“Thank you. 7 it is, then” Rupert said as he guided Anne who was still protesting out into the hallway.

Buffy pulled the door closed behind her and walked past them to go looking for Spike.
It didn’t take long to find him. He was sitting under “their” tree in the park on campus, his knees drawn up to his chest,
quietly crying.

“William? It’s just me.” Buffy said, sitting down next to him.
“She told me he was dead.” Spike raised his head and looked at her with tear streaked cheeks.
“I’m so sorry, William” Buffy drew him into her arms.
“Almost 19 years and he has been alive this entire time and she has known. I don’t know who to hate more, him or her.
And to top it all off, he is a freaking priest!” Spike sighed and shook his head. “And Mum calls ME a sinner. My father is
a freaking priest! Was he one when she got pregnant with me? Were they ever married? What happened? I have so
many questions. How could she condemn me for being with you when...when...when..” Spike couldn’t continue and just
lay his head on Buffy’s shoulder and cried.

“Ssshhhh..It’s alright, baby.” Buffy stroked his hair.
“Mr. Giles and your mom are coming to my place tonight at 7. Before you protest, I already told him you may not want to
see them but maybe you should at least try. Then you can get some of your answers.” Buffy informed him.
“I’ll think about it.” Spike sniffled. “Can we rest now, Buffy? Can we rest?”
Buffy stood and helped him to his feet.
“Let’s go home baby. We’ll rest there. We can get the rest of your stuff tomorrow.” Buffy lead him by the hand to the
parking lot where her car was.

They drove home in silence, Spike staring out the window contemplating this strange turn of events in his life and how
he would ever be able to deal with them.
 

Chapter 25


Spike spent the next several hours sulking on the living room sofa. Buffy kept trying to cheer him up but he wouldn’t
have any of it. He was content to wallow in his own misery.
“Spike? Are you hungry? I can make us some dinner.” Buffy said to him.
“Yeah, You? Cook? That’ll be the day” he replied rather rudely.
“Look here Mister. Just because you’re in a foul mood and are having a personal crisis doesn’t give you the right to be
mean to me. And I can cook SOME things. I think even stupid dumb blonde me can manage to make us some
sandwiches or soup.” Buffy stood up from the sofa and marched away to the kitchen.

Buffy was busy getting sandwich ingredients together rather teary eyed when Spike emerged in the doorway.
“I’m sorry, Buffy. Forgive me?” he said softly.
“I didn’t treat you that way after what happened to me” she said in a huff while slopping some miracle whip on a slice of
bread.
“I know. I was being a wanker. I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.” Spike crossed over to her and took her in his arms.

“Mustard or Mayo?” Buffy asked him.
“Both. Does this mean I’m forgiven?” Spike asked.
“I suppose so but don’t let it happen again.” Buffy squirted the mustard.
“I won’t. I’m just trying to get a handle on this all. I think I’m still in a state of shock. Buffy, I have a dad.” Spike said in
wonderment.
“Yeah, well they’re not all what they’re cracked up to be” Buffy said thinking of her own father. “Maybe yours will be
better. He does have the whole priest thing going on for him.” Buffy contemplated. “Then again, maybe not.”

“Soup or salad to go with?” Buffy inquired.
“Soup. Chicken soup. It’s a ‘cure all’ right?” Spike finally smiled for the first time since this entire mess started.
“O.K. I think we have a few cans in the cupboard” Buffy pointed out.
Spike went and got one, “I’ll heat this up while you finish the sandwiches.”

Fifteen minutes later they were sitting at the table eating their soup and sandwiches.
“So...are you going to talk to him...them...when they get here?” Buffy questioned him.
“I supposed I’ll have to, no?” Spike took a bite.
“It’s your choice. I think you should. At least this once so you can get some answers and then you can decide after that
what you want to do.” Buffy offered her advice.
“I think you’re right. Not too bad for a dumb blonde” he teased remembering her earlier comment.

With his foot, he reached under the table to rub against one of hers, playfully.
“Playing footsie with me, now?” Buffy grinned.
“Yeah...forgot to mention my foot fetish, eh?” Spike joked.
“Just don’t expect ME to suck on YOUR toes or something” Buffy joked back.
“Hey! I’ll have you know that I have bloody fine toes” he stuck his tongue out at her. “That being said, I’d rather have
you suck on something else”.
“William! You naughty boy.” Buffy leaned over the table and planted a kiss on his lips.
“I don’t think we have time though before your mom and Father Giles get here.” Buffy pulled away.
“Ughh..please don’t mention my mum and a priest in the same conversation as you sucking anything of mine.” Spike
groaned.
“Guess we shouldn’t tell your dad about our Catholic school girl romp, huh?” Buffy said.
“Bloody hell” Spike swore.

A short while later after the two of them cleaned up their dinner dishes, the inevitable doorbell chime came calling.
“Take a deep breath” Buffy told Spike as she went to answer the door.
Opening it revealed their expected guests, “Hello. Come in. Spike is in the living room”
Anne Giles and Rupert Giles walked through the foyer to the living room.
“Thank you, Miss Summers” Father Giles said.
“I wish you would not refer to MY William as this ‘Spike’.” Anne huffed.

Buffy rolled her eyes behind Anne’s back. How on earth had Spike put up with this bitch his whole life, she thought to
herself. Father Giles smiled at her knowlingly. It might be a good thing to have a priest as your ally.
“William!” Anne cried out as she rushed to her son and threw her arms around him.
“Mum...Mum....Mum!! Breathing is becoming an issue” Spike untangled himself from his mother’s clutches.
“Sorry, dear. I’m just so happy to see you. I didn’t mention it before but William, dear God, what have you done to
yourself? Your hair? Your clothes? Did she make you do this?” Anne pointed at Buffy.
“No, Mum. I did it because I wanted to.” Spike answered throwing Buffy an “I’m sorry” look.

“Why don’t we all sit down?” Father Giles spoke up.
“Oh, yes. Sorry. Forgive my manners. Would you like something to drink?” Buffy asked their guests.
“WE don’t drink the satan’s drink of alcohol, Missy” Anne answered motioning to her and William.
“That’s good to know but I meant coffee or tea or soda if you’d like. WE don’t drink the ‘satan’s drink’ either. Seeing as I’
m a recovering alcoholic, we don’t even keep liquor in the house” Buffy motioned to Spike as well.
Father Giles coughed, “Tea would be lovely. Anne, please. We are guests in Miss Summers home. Try and be polite.”

Buffy smiled and left to go start the kettle to boil.
“William....I know you must have a lot of questions and I understand you being upset with myself and your mother.”
Father Giles began.
“I think upset is an understatement” Spike replied.
“Well, if you’ll let me explain...” Father Giles started.
“Here we go...” Buffy came back into the room with cups, tea bags, sugar, milk and the hot water on a tray and placed it
on the coffee table.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt. Do you want to be alone with...them or me to stay, Spike?” Buffy asked him.
“Actually, I’d like to speak with William privately, if that is alright?” Father Giles inquired.
“We can go into the guest bedroom, I guess” Spike stood up to lead Father Giles back.

Anne began to get up too.
“No, Anne. I want to speak to my son ALONE” Father Giles gave her a look and she sat back down.
The two men made their way down the hall and into the bedroom, closing the door behind them.

Buffy was left to fidget in her seat with Spike’s crazy mom staring at her. Just great.
“How old are you?” Anne asked rudely.
“I’m 29. I was 28 when I met William” Buffy answered.
“Why you’re almost old enough to be his mother yourself. Have you no shame?” Anne chided her.
“I’m not even going to dignify that with an answer.” Buffy responded and turned her head in the other direction.
The two women sat their in awkward silence.

Meanwhile Father Giles and Spike were sitting on the sitting chairs Buffy had in the guest room.
“Let me say first before anything else that I only just found out about your existence a short time ago.” Father Giles
began.
“Well, that makes two of us then” Spike retorted.
“Had I known all those years ago, I would have owned up to my responsibility and been a father to you William. I know I
have made some mistakes in my life but I am a decent and good man” Father Giles told him.

“So...how did you find out? Why didn’t Mum ever tell me? What happened with you guys?” Spike littered him with
questions.
Father Giles took his glasses off and wiped them, sighing, “It’s a long story. I’m not sure where to begin.” He began.
“How about at the beginning?” Spike offered.
“Yes, O.K. William, I’m sure I don’t have to tell you that your mother is not quite.....ahhh...right in the head. I was young
and foolish and I was in love and you overlook things...” Giles began his story of years long since passed.

Rupert Giles was a young up and coming priest. He was set to take his final vows in several months the day he met a
beautiful young woman, Anne. He fell madly in love with her. She was a good Catholic girl. She also suffered from
mental illness and her take on the relationship she entered with Rupert was entirely different from the reality of it.
Rupert overlooked Anne’s “crazy” bouts, letting his love cloud his reason. He was ready to give up the priesthood for
Anne and settle down to have a regular married life.

Rupert and Anne made love, only once. Rupert, knowing he was going to marry this girl, pushed aside it being a sin to
be with her. He was still a man and human after all. Afterwards, Anne had an episode, worse than any previously. She
was spouting off things at Rupert about him being the devil and tricking her and she thought she was with God but now
she knew she was with the devil and things of that nature.

Anne ran off and Rupert never saw her again. Little did he know that Anne was now carrying his son in her womb. He
was devastated at first but soon confided in the Church his sins and rededicated himself to a life as a priest and took his
final vows several months later.

“Your mother found me 2 months ago and showed me your picture claiming you were my son. I knew it was true as soon
as I saw your eyes. It was like looking into my own. I was very angry with her for denying me my son all these years but I
pushed that anger aside to help her as she told me that you had run off to L.A. and were involved with a “fallen” woman
and in all sorts of trouble. I see now though that it was yet another figment of her imagination. While, I don’t necessarily
agree with you and Miss Summers engaging in premarital sex, I really am not one to talk, you would say. Though that
was long ago and I have upheld my vows since then. That being said, you appear to be happy and in love with each
other and I will not deny you that happiness.” Father Giles explained to Spike.

“Why didn’t she ever tell you? Why did she run away?” Spike asked.
“I don’t know William. She is ill. She probably needs medication or to be institutionalized. I can’t answer that for you. I am
so sorry that you grew up, not only without a father but with having a mother with her problems. I know it must have
been difficult for you.” Father Giles answered.
“It was. I always knew she wasn’t like other mums. I loved her anyway.” Spike teared up.
Father Giles sighed, “So did I, William. So did I.”
“Why do we have the same last name?” Spike inquired.
“I don’t know. Anne must have adopted my name and given it to you. Her maiden name was Smithers.” He answered.

“I want you to know that I want to be a father to you. I know it is awkward with me being a priest but I have already
informed my bishop of my circumstances and while I do not intend to give up the priesthood, I am able to spend time
with you and be a father to you.” Father Giles told him.
“I don’t know what to say...” Spike began.
“I know I can’t get back the past but I can try and make a future for us, William. Please give me a chance” he pleaded
his case.
“I...I’d like that. I think. What about Mum? She hates Buffy. I love my mum but I’m not giving up Buffy or my life here just
because of her. If she had it her way, I’d stay with her forever and never even have a girlfriend.” Spike informed his
father.

“I’ll handle your mother. William, have you ever considered having your mother....umm...committed?” Father Giles asked
him.
“No...I mean..I know she is sick...but she can live on her own. She would never forgive me if I did something like that.
She’s still my mum” Spike’s emotions were torn.
“What about an assisted living type thing where she could still be independent yet be monitored and administered
medication for her condition?” he pressed the subject.
“I guess that would be much better. I don’t know where to go though or how to do all that” Spike replied.
“I’ll do some research and we’ll discuss it at a later time. In the mean time, I will make sure Anne gets back to
Sunnydale.” Father Giles told him.

“Where do you live anyway?” Spike asked him.
“San Francisco so Sunnydale is on the way” he answered.
“Oh. That’s where Buffy is from too. Her mum still lives there. She owns and runs an art gallery. Fine lady she is. I know
this is mean but I wished sometimes that Joyce was my mum instead. Though, I couldn’t be with Buffy then so I guess it’s
good she’s not” Spike smiled.
“Well then, when you and Buffy come visit her mother, you can visit me as well. That works out quite nicely” Father Giles
smiled back. “I know we just met but I love you son. However misguided her intentions were, I am so glad that Anne
tracked me down.” The two men stood and gave each other an awkward hug.

“Shall we rejoin the ladies?” Father Giles asked.
“Yes.” Spike answered.
“And, William. Please don’t be too hard on your mother. She isn’t well and doesn’t understand what she is doing or has
done.” He told him.
“I know. I won’t be” Spike replied.

While the two men had their heart to heart, Buffy endured Anne’s litany against her. They had sat in silence for several
minutes until Anne began praying out loud and spouting off about Buffy’s sins and her being a jezebel and tainting her
son. Buffy bit her tongue until she couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Look lady. I don’t care who you are. This is MY home and if you call me a whore one more time, I am going to throw
your crazy ass out. Where do YOU get off calling me that? At least I’ve never fucked a priest and gotten pregnant by
him!” Buffy yelled as Anne’s eyes widened in shock.

Father Giles and William took that exact moment to reappear.
“I’m sorry Spike but she.....I’m sorry” Buffy sobbed and ran out of the room.
“Mum! What did you say to her? I should’ve known I couldn’t leave you in the same room alone with her.” Spike threw
his hands up in the air.
“Come on Anne. It’s time we go.” Father Giles spoke up.
“But you were supposed to bring my William home to me, Rupert” Anne looked at him.
“Anne, William IS home. This is his home, with Buffy” he told her.
“That woman! Why she is nothing but a...” Anne began.
“DON’T! Please Mum, don’t say anything more. Mum, I love you but I want you to leave. If you can’t accept Buffy then
you can’t accept me and you need to go.” Spike said, standing up to his mother.

Anne walked over to her son and stroked his cheek, “Oh my poor William. Nothing can save you now” she turned and
walked to the door.
“I will be in touch, soon.” Father Giles said and shook Spike’s hand. “Please give Buffy my best and apologize.”
“I will. Thanks. Take care of her, please” Spike told Father Giles motioning to his mother.
“I will do my best. Goodbye Son” Giles turned and escorted Anne out.

Spike spun on his heel and went to find Buffy. She was laying on their bed.
“You O.K.?” he asked her as he slid down beside her enveloping her in his arms.
“Yeah. I’m sorry. I lost my temper” she hugged him back. “Are they gone?”
“Yeah. I’m sorry you had to deal with that. I warned you about her though.” Spike said.
“I know. I just didn’t realize how it was until I experienced it myself. So, did you and Father Giles have a nice talk?” Buffy
questioned him.
“Yeah...we did” Spike proceeded to tell Buffy what his father had told him.

“Wow” was all Buffy could say afterwards.
“Yeah, Wow.” Spike replied.
“I love you, you know that?” Buffy looked up at him.
“I love you too.” Spike hugged her tight.
They lay there in silence for a few minutes.
“You do realize now that I’ll never be able to listen to “Son of a Preacher Man” again with a straight face though, don’t
you?” Buffy broke the silence with a grin.
“You little minx!” Spike grinned at her joke and started tickling her.
“Hey!” Buffy yelled. “Don’t or I’ll pee my pants”
“You’ve awoken the wrath of the tickle monster..Muwahhh hah hah” they both laughed as they rolled on the bed tickling
each other.
 

Chapter 26


Rupert, to his word, began researching assisted living facilities for Anne. He kept Spike informed of all the happenings
and overnighted paperwork to him as needed. Spike, as the next of kin was required to be the one that actually signed.
After several times doing this, Spike agreed to give Rupert power of attorney for him so he could sign as well.

Rupert obtained an attorney and had a motion filed at the courthouse to require Anne to be seen by a psychiatrist and
receive medication if needed. Also when the time came that he found a home for her, a motion would be filed to have
her committed there. With his, the psychiatrist and Spike’s testimony, his lawyer had little doubt that she wouldn’t be.

This would pave the way to allow Spike to resume legal ownership of his childhood home so he could sell it. Spike and
Buffy decided that she would take vacation for when it was time to move Anne to her new home so they could go to
Sunnydale and Spike wanted to show her the house. Then they would swing up to San Francisco and spend a few days
with Joyce and Rupert. Spike was on his summer break so he didn’t have to worry about classes.

Spike’s birthday was coming up shortly, in June. July was when he met Buffy and would mark their year anniversary.
Much to his horror, Buffy’s birthday had passed in January and she had never told him. Apparently she didn’t like to
celebrate them anymore the closer she got to 30. Spike was upset though and felt like a git for not getting her anything
though, when he finally did find out because Willow let it slip one night.

Spike promised Buffy that he would make it up to her and that they would celebrate her birthday along with his. She
reluctantly agreed, not wanting all the fuss but when Spike hinted at presents, she became more willing. Presents were
of the good.

Rupert called and informed Spike that Anne’s psychiatrist had diagnosed her as incompetant and their attorney had a
judge declare her as such, seizing her assets and turning them over to Spike. Rupert had found a home for Anne and
all that was left would be the final judgment for them to committ her to the home. Spike wopuld be required to attend the
final court hearing. In the meantime, Spike had access to all her financial accounts and was stunned when Gile’s
attorney sent the information. His mum had been loaded. Apparently her parents had left her quite a sum and she had
been sitting on it for years allowing it to gain interest.

The first thing Spike did was make a trip to the jeweler. It was time to make a bigger committment to Buffy and he was
going to surprise her on their birthday celebration.
He spent hours at the store selecting the perfect ring for Buffy. With the little black box in tow, he made his way home
thinking of places where he could hide it so Buffy wouldn’t find it.

Spike decided the safest bet was to not have it in the house at all so he called Xander from his cell phone. Buffy had
insisted he get one.
“Hooooooooowdyyyyyyy” Xander said as he answered the phone.
“Bloody hell, Xander. Are you having a ho-down over there or something? Anya not dressing you like a cowboy again is
she, mate?” Spike grinned into the phone.
“Har de har har. What’s up bleach boy?” Xander replied.
“Got something I need you to keep for me for a few days” Spike informed him.
“Like what? It’s not a marijuana plant again, is it? Because I’m so not doing that again, Buddy.” Xander protested.
“I didn’t know it was marijuana!” Spike raised his voice.
“Uh huh sure...” Xander replied.
“Look, it’s not a bloody marijuana plant or any type of plant. It’s a ring” Spike said exasperated.
“A ring? As in Lord of the Rings? You didn’t turn into a Hobbit on me now did you?” Xander laughed.
“Can you be serious for one bloody minute, whelp? It’s an engagement ring...for Buffy” Spike explained.
“WOW” was all Xander could say.
“Yeah, so can you keep it at your place for a few days. I don’t want Buffy to find it before our big birthday night” Spike
asked.
“Sure, man. No problem. Bring it on over. Anya’s still at work so it’s just me” Xander answered.
“I’ll be there in about 20 minutes.” Spike hung up.

After Spike deposited the ring with Xander, he drove back to Buffy’s place or rather their place now. Buffy had already
told him he didn’t have to go back to the dorm once school started up again. He made it in time before she got home
from work. He was busy starting dinner when he heard her key turn in the door.

“Hi honey, I’m home” she called from the foyer. “Mmmm, something smells good”
Buffy put her briefcase and purse down by the phone and took her jacket off, hanging it on the coatrack then
proceeded into the kitchen. Spike was bebopping around the stove cooking with headphones on his ears listening to
what she assumed was that dreadful punk crap he liked. It might be more from her time but he is the one who liked it.

“I wanna be sedated...” he sang as he stirred the sauce he was cooking.
Buffy stood watching him for a few moments just enjoying the view. When he turned towards her and finally realized he
wasn’t alone, he must’ve jumped two feet in the air.
“Bloody hell woman! You scared the crap out of me!” he pulled his headphones off.
“Hmm..I think there still may be some crap left in you” Buffy teased.
“I see how you are. Give the man who is keeping you fed a bloody heart attack.” He pouted.
“Don’t give me that lip. You know what that does to me” Buffy murmured going to the fridge to grab the pitcher of iced
tea.
“I know exactly what it does, pet” Spike came up to her from behind and pressed himself against her as she poured
herself a glass of tea.

“Behave. I wouldn’t want you to burn our dinner’ Buffy purred pressing her ass back against his groin.
“How can I behave with you doing that to me?” Spike nuzzled her neck, lightly nipping it with his teeth.
Buffy could feel his growing erection pressing into her. She spun around in his arms and voraciously attacked his
mouth, nibbling on his lower lip.
“God, Buffy...you turn me on so much...” Spike ground his crotch into hers.

“What are you gonna do about it then?” she challenged him.
Spike’s nostrils flared and he grabbed her by the waist, lifting her up onto the counter top.
“This is what I’m gonna do” he replied as he slid his hands up her skirt and grabbed ahold of her skimpy panties, ripping
them clear off her.
“Spike! You ripped my underwear!” Buffy yelled.
“I’ll buy you more. I’m rich now, remember” he told her as he insinuated his fingers into her soft folds, finding her creamy
and wet for him already.

Spike gathered up some of her fluid and brought his fingers up to his mouth and licked them. Buffy stared at him
sucking her essence off his fingers and she felt yet another gush of wetness pool at her core.
“Mmmmm...that’s all the dinner I need” Spike purred.

Spike pulled Buffy’s ass to the edge of the counter and shoved her skirt up so her glistening pussy was exposed. He got
down on his knees and held her knees apart with his hands while he dove his head in to feast on her.
“OH FUCK!” Buffy screamed as his tongue licked her up and down, tongue stabbing into her juicy hole then sliding up to
swirl around her engorged clit.
“You taste so fucking good, Buffy. Could live on you. Eat you everyday and never go hungry” Spike said inbetween licks
and sucks.
“Ohhhh...yeah....Spike...please...it’s so good...you’re so good....nobody eats pussy better than you....God...your
tongue...FUCK!” Buffy squirmed as she rode his face.
“Cum for me, Buffy. Wanna swallow you all up...give me those juices” Spike teased her.
“Ohhh yeah...eat me...suck my clit....harder..HARDER...yeah...oh yeah...I’m cumming...oh God...I’m cumming so hard....
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” Buffy screamed out her orgasm.

When she came down from her orgasmed induced haze moments later it was to find Spike up on his feet, pants indone
and cock standing proud and tall in front of her, between her splayed thighs. Buffy reached out and grabbed his cock
and brought it to her wet center.
“Fuck me NOW. Stuff that cock into me” she ordered him.
Spike pushed the head inside as they both moaned.

Spike stilled and then pulled out, “Wait right there. Don’t move”
He went to the small utility closet off the kitchen and removed a small step stool and placed it on the floor underneath
where she was perched. Just as Buffy was about ready to ask him what he was doing, he had stepped up onto the stool
and slammed into her hard, without warning. The force of his thrust pushed her back into the kitchen cabinets. Spike
lifted her legs and pushed her legs and knees back while raising both her feet so they were resting flat on the counter.
She was almost in a squatting position. A rather unique squatting position at that. Not the most comfortable position to
be in but with his huge cock slamming into her, she tended not to mind. She felt completely spread open to him as he
fucked her without mercy.

She placed her hands down on the counter to help steady her position as he rammed in over and over.
“Fuck, Buffy...so tight...love watching my cock go in and out of your hole...tighten your muscles...OH YEAH..just like
that...” Spike moaned.
“Oh Spike...ahhhh..it’s so...fuck..it’s so deep...unghhh..ahh..yeah..right there..THAT’s the spot...you got it baby...oh fuck
me...harder...don’t stop..don’t ever stop fucking me” Buffy panted.
“I love looking at you all spread out for me...taking it from me...taking it all the way in...so deep it hurts sometimes, doesn’
t it Buffy? You still take it though, don’t you? You need my cock like you need water, don’t you baby?” Spike grunted as
he thrust.
“Yessssssss....Spike...I need it. Can’t live without it...make my pussy hurt, Spike...fuck me raw...only you, Spike...only
you can fuck my pussy.....so goooooooooooodddddddddd” Buffy sighed.
Beads of sweat were dripping off of Spike as he got quite a workout from skewering Buffy.
“Gonna Cum, Buffy....awwwww fuck...gonna cum....almost...almost there...unghhhhhhhhhhhhh.....I’m there Buffy...I’m
there...” Spike began jerking and spurting thick ropes of semen into Buffy.

Spike’s orgasm triggered Buffy’s own as she began to tremble and shake as her orgasm burst forth from her in a rush
of fluid, coating Spike’s still jerking cock inside her.
“Ohhhhhhhh holy fuck....cumming too, Spike.....all for you...cumming.......” Buffy cried out.

Spike collapsed into Buffy’s chest as Buffy let down her aching legs from the crouching position she had held so long.
Buffy sniffed the air.
“Do you smell something burning?” she asked.
“Oh Fuck! Dinner!” Spike pulled away from her and stuffed his shiny cock back into his pants then turned to the stove to
find his sauce all burnt in the bottom of the pan.
He turned off the burner and put a pot holder on one hand to carry the pot to the sink so he could fill it with cold water.

Buffy slid down off the counter onto jello legs.
“I’m sorry I made you ruin dinner” she apologized.
“Wasn’t your fault. Besides, it was only the sauce. The chicken and rice are fine. I’ll just start a new pot of sauce. It
doesn’t take that long to make” Spike informed her.
“O.K. Mind if I take a shower while you do that? I can feel huge streams of cum sliding down my legs” she said
nonchalantly.
Spike in his ever so charming boyish way blushed a bit. She loved that he still did that. She purposely would say things
like that afterwards to get a pink tinge on his cheeks.
“Sure, go ahead.” Spike finally answered.
“Love you baby” she said as she kissed his cheek before leaving the room.
“Love you too” he called after her then proceeded to get the ingredients out once again to start his special sauce. He
chuckled at the thought.
 

Chapter 27


The day of his birthday finally arrived and he hoped he had everything in order. He had reservations for a fancy
restaurant in town at seven. Buffy had asked for the day off . Spike got up early and fixed her breakfast in bed and
brought it to her, waking her up with a soft sensual kiss.
“Mmm..is this all for me? It’s YOUR birthday. I feel so bad you doing all this stuff for me on your own birthday. Happy
Birthday by the way.” Buffy smiled at him.
“I told you we were celebrating both of ours today. I don’t mind at all. Happy Birthday to you too. Dig in” Spike sat down
next to her and she shared her meal with him, feeding him bites of omelet and hashbrowns.

When they were finished, Spike went and drew a bath for Buffy. He lit candles all around the bathroom and poured a
bag of rose petals he had bought into her bath. She gasped at the sight that greeted her as she entered the bathroom.
“You like?” Spike asked.
“I love. Thank you, sweetie. It looks wonderful” Buffy stepped into the tub and relaxed in the hot water.
“I need to run over to Xander’s real quick while you’re bathing. I’ll be back in a jiffy.” Spike told her.
“Right now? Why?” Buffy looked up at him.
“It’s a surprise. Now you enjoy your bath and I’ll be back before you know it.” He leaned over and kissed her goodbye
before leaving the room.

Spike arrived at Xander’s twenty minutes later. He knocked on the door and waited. Finally it flew open to reveal Anya,
eyes red rimmed.
“Oh, it’s YOU.” She turned and walked away, leaving the door open.
Spike walked in and closed it behind him, “Ummm..Anya..are you O.K.? Where’s Xander?”
“XANDER! SPIKE’S HERE!” Anya yelled loudly causing Spike to wince.
She turned back to Spike pointing at him, “I was O.K. until I found that stupid ring of yours. It’s all your fault, you know!”
“Huh? What?” Spike was oblivious to what was going on.

Xander came out from the bedroom, and he too appeared to have been crying.
“Sorry if I came at a bad time. I need to pick up Buffy’s ring.” Spike said.
“Yeah, BUFFY’S RING..cause everything is for BUFFY. BUFFY gets love. BUFFY gets a ring. BUFFY BUFFY BUFFY”
Anya started to cry again.
“Alright..what the bloody hell is going on? And stop talking about Buffy that way!” Spike raised his voice.

“Sorry, Spike...Anya here found the ring and she mistakenly thought it was for her from me and well when I told her it
wasn’t...it started a big fight and now she is pissed at me.” Xander explained.
“Well, didn’t you tell her you were keeping it for me?” Spike asked him.
“Uhh..no..I thought it was supposed to be a surprise.” Xander looked away.
Spike shook his head. “Yeah, for Buffy! Anya, pet. I’m sorry the whelp here is an idiot. Sorry about the
misunderstanding”
“Hey!” Xander protested.

Anya marched over to Spike with the ring box in her hand. “Just take it and leave”
Spike’s jaw twitched. He was getting pissed. He didn’t do anything. He decided he better do just as Anya said and leave
before he got even more mad. She was just upset and emotional now and Xander and her must’ve said some things
that he didn’t even want to know about .
“Thanks. I’ll just be going then” Spike turned and walked to the door letting himself out.

This was his and Buffy’s special day. He couldn’t let Xander and Anya’s problems ruin it. That was between them. He let
himself into the apartment and found Buffy lounging on the sofa in a pair of white silky shorts and tank top set. She was
pink and glowing from her bath. She looked like an angel.

“Hi baby” Buffy said to Spike as he came in the room.
“Hi there yourself” Spike smiled. “Enjoy your bath?”
“Mmmm...yes. Did you get the “surprise”?” she winked at him.
“Mmmm...yes” he mimicked her with a wink of his own.
“So...is this surprise for me or you?” Buffy fished for clues.
“Both and you’ll just have to wait until later so stop trying” Spike told her.

Buffy pouted as Spike sat down next to her.
“Ohh..look at that lip. Gonna get it. Gonna get it” he leaned in and kissed her, nibbling on her bottom lip.
They pulled away from each other, “So what’s on the agenda for today?” Buffy asked him.
“Get dressed and I’ll show you” Spike answered.
“I am dressed” Buffy said.
“Well you sure as hell aren’t going outside in that!” Spike pointed to her.
“I see how you are. Telling me what I can and cannot wear now” Buffy mocked anger then quickly burst out laughing. “I’
m teasing Spike. These are night clothes. I wouldn’t go outside in them. Take a deep breath. Let me go change”
“Don’t tease me like that Buffy. Christ, I thought we were gonna fight on our big day” it was Spike’s turn to pout now.
“Sorry, baby...” she gave him a quick kiss then left the room to go change.

Buffy came back wearing a skirt and tank top which didn’t cover much more than what she was previously wearing.
Spike just shook his head and grabbed the car keys.
“Ready Buffy?” he asked her.
“Ready Spike” she got her purse and slipped on a pair of sandals.
Spike escorted her out of the apartment and down to her car. He had yet to buy a new one yet since the demise of his
beloved DeSoto. He and Buffy just shared her car or he took the train or bus when she had the car.

He opened her car door and made sure she was situated before going around and getting in the driver’s seat himself.
He drove them to the shopping district where he knew some of Buffy’s favorite stores were. He told her he wanted her to
pick out an outfit, shoes, accessories, the whole shebang for their evening and he wasn’t sure what to get her so he
figured he would just let her pick herself. Buffy was in heaven. Shopping was one of her favorite pasttimes. Having the
man she loved take her shopping was even better.

They spent several hours picking out a dress, shoes, earrings, necklace,bracelet and a matching purse. Finally they
came to the last shop and Buffy dragged a reluctant Spike into buy her final items; lingerie. He blushed beet red
standing there around racks and racks filled with women’s unmentionables as Buffy and a bunch of other women looked
over them. Buffy played it for all it was worth, asking him his opinion on her choices and making suggestive comments
while he squirmed under the other women’s gazes. Finally she had tortured him enough so she took her selected items
to the check out. He followed her so he could pay and then dashed out of the store like he was running a marathon.

Spike placed all her packages in the trunk and then drove them to a little deli. It was almost lunch time by now. He told
Buffy to wait for him and went and got something out of the trunk. She couldn’t see what he was doing though. He went
into the store and several minutes later came back out with a big picnic basket in his hands. He put it in the back seat
and then got in the front.

“Are we going on a picnic?” Buffy asked.
“Yep. I had already called ahead and placed our order. I just brought the basket to put it all in.” Spike answered her.
He drove to the school’s campus.
“We’re having a picnic at UCLA?” Buffy quirked her eyebrow.
“Not just UCLA. Our special place” Spike held her hand in one of his as he carried the basket and a blanket with his
other.

They walked to the park that held their tree. Spike breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid someone might be sitting
there and that would ruin everything. He spread the blanket and helped Buffy sit down. He sat down himself and then
began removing items from the basket. Sandwiches, potato salad, jello salad and bottled water.

“I know it isn’t much but tonight’s dinner will be really extravagant so...” Spike trailed off.
“It’s perfect, Spike. No one has ever done anything like this for me before. I’d eat spam in a can as long as I was with
you” Buffy leaned over and kissed his cheek.
They dug into their food and when they were done, they lay down on the blanket, in each other’s arms just holding each
other and enjoying the beautiful day.

It was getting to be late afternoon. Buffy suggested they go home because it would take her forever to get ready to
which Spike agreed and laughed while Buffy narrowed her eyes at him.
“Hey! You said it. Not me!” Spike told her.
“Well, you didn’t have to agree so readily” she teased him.
“Let’s go” Spike helped her up.

They picked up all their belongings and walked back to the car together. Spike drove them back to their place and
carried all Buffy’s bags up to the apartment. While she got ready, he popped in a tape of “Passions” and watched it.
Buffy came out, hair and makeup done and a bathrobe on.
“What are you doing? Aren’t you going to get ready?” she looked at him watching TV.
“Yes, luv but it doesn’t take me 3 hours to get ready” he told her.
Buffy rolled her eyes, “Yeah...that’s why you spend all that time messing with your hair in front of the bathroom mirror.”
“I do not” Spike scoffed.
Buffy laughed, “Whatever you say, Mister Pretty Boy”
“I am NOT a pretty boy. Buffy..take that back” he called after her as she ran out of the room.

Six rolled around before he knew it. He went to get dressed so they could leave by 6:30. He dressed in a nice pair of
dress slacks, royal blue silk button down and some black dress shoes. He even had a jacket and tie to complete the
outfit. They were required where they were going for dinner. He put on some cologne and squirted a bit more gel into
his hair, them combed it back. That’s how Buffy found him when she came out of the bathroom.

“See, primping in front of the mirror. What did I tell you?” she grinned then gasped as he turned around to face her.
God, he was a beautiful man.
“WOW...you look so....grown up” Buffy said.
“Uhh..is that a compliment? I thought I WAS a grownup” Spike told her.
“You are...it’s just...you look great, Spike...” Buffy smiled.
“Thanks. You about ready? We need to leave in a couple minutes.” Spike questioned her.
“Yes, I just need to slip my dress on.” Buffy told him.

Spike went to wait in the living room as Buffy finished. She came out a few minutes later. His jaw dropped and his tongue
rolled out.
“Buffy...you look amazing.” He breathed out taking in her slinky red dress.
“Thank you” she smiled brightly. “I’m ready to go”
“Come on then. Our reservations are for seven” Spike took her hand and led her out and down to the car.

They arrived at the restaurant a few minutes before seven. As they walked in, heads turned to stare. They made a
strikingly beautiful couple, even if you could tell that there was an age difference between the two. The host excorted
them to their table and when their server arrived, they both ordered cokes. She was still clean and sober and he wasn’t
old enough yet to order anything stronger.

Dinner was perfect. From the appetizers to the salad to the main course and finally the dessert. Everything went as
Spike had planned. Buffy was enjoying herself extremely and looked happier than he had ever seen her. His palms
started to sweat as he reached into his coat pocket and felt for the ring box that was there. He was almost ready to ask
and was nervous as hell.
After dessert, they ordered some coffee. It was time, Spike decided.
“Buffy, I have some things to say to you. I just want you to hear me out before you say anything, O.K.?” Spike said to
her.
“O.K.” Buffy replied wondering what was up.
Spike had the speech all prepared in his head. He just hoped he didn’t muck it all up with his nervousness.

“Buffy...you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known. Inside and out. You are strong and smart and funny and the
best thing that ever happened to me was the day I met you. I know we’ve had our problems and we’ve both, especially
you, been through a lot ove this past year but I think it’s made us grow stronger together. I have no doubt in my mind
that you’re the one, Buffy. I love you with all of my heart and soul.” Spike proceeded to get out of his chair and get down
on one knee as the other patrons of the restaurant stared at the blonde couple.
“Buffy, I want to spend the rest of my life with you...will you please do me the honor of becoming my wife?” Spike smiled
up at her.as he flipped open a box that contained a beautiful diamond engagement ring.

Buffy froze like a deer in headlights. She was stunned. She had no idea he was planning on asking her to marry him.
She was speechless. She was scared shitless. Men didn’t marry girls like Buffy. They just fucked her. Something was
wrong here. All of Buffy’s insecurities and fears from the past came rushing at her all at once. She felt trapped. She felt
herself start to cry and then she said the words that would rip Spike’s heart in two.
“I’m sorry, William....I can’t...I’m so sorry....oh God” Then she did what she was best at. She ran away. She pushed
herself away from the table and ran out of the restaurant leaving a stunned and humiliated Spike in her wake.

Spike closed his eyes, praying this was just a dream as he watched Buffy run away. He opened them to see every pair
of eyes in the place fixed on him. He felt the tears building and felt his face flame in part embarrassment, part hurt and
part anger. He stood up and threw a few hundreds on the table by the check , stuffed the ring back in his pocket and
then walked out of the restaurant in defeat. What had started as the best day of his life, was now the worst.

He found Buffy standing by their car. He didn’t say a word to her. He just unlocked the doors and she got in and so did
he. He started the engine and it made a choking sound. He tried again and again and again until he started beating on
the dashboard and yelling profanities at the car.
“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! This is all I need now!” Spike screamed.
“It’s been acting funny the past few weeks” Buffy said softly.
“Why the fuck didn’t you say something then?” Spike yelled at her.
“I’m sorry!” Buffy yelled back.
“Yeah, there’s a lot of that going around.” Spike spat out in disgust.
“It’s not my fault the car won’t start.” Buffy got out and slammed the door.
“Nothing is ever your fault Buffy.” Spike got out himself and followed her.

“Look, let’s just take the Red Line home. We can call a tow truck tomorrow and have it towed to the mechanic.” Buffy
said.
“FINE!” Spike replied.
“FINE!” Buffy said back.

The angry couple walked briskly to the nearest station for the Metro Rail. They bought their fares and then waited in
silence for the next train. Once it came, they both got on. Spike walked all the way to the back car where no one else
was at. His misery didn’t want any company tonight. Buffy followed him though and sat across from where he sat. He
may be angry at her but she didn’t want to sit alone, dressed how she was at that, this late at night in the subway.

He broke the silence, “Why, Buffy? Why? Don’t you love me?”
 

chapter 28

“Of course I love you!” Buffy cried.
“Then why won’t you marry me? You made me look like a fool back there” Spike told her.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were planning on asking me that.” Buffy replied.
“Well, it was a surprise!” Spike exclaimed.
“Well, I was definately surprised Spike. I...I...didn’t mean to hurt you or make you look like a fool.” Buffy responded.
“You still haven’t answered my question, Buffy. Why won’t you marry me?” Spike repeated.

“Why do you want to marry me, William? I’m not good enough to marry. O.K.? Are you happy now?” Buffy turned her
face away.
Spike got up and went over and sat down next to her. “What do you mean, you’re not good enough for me? Didn’t you
hear my little speech back at the restaurant? I love you Buffy. You’re good enough. You’re the best” Spike turned her to
face him.
“No, I’m not. I’m a slut, William. You don’t want someone like that being your wife” Buffy started to cry again.

“A what? Don’t call yourself that. You are not. That’s why you won’t marry me? Buffy, you gotta let the past go. I know it’
s hard and I’ll support you all the way but are you really going to jeopardize your long term happiness with me because
of these insecurities? Spike said.
“Wow...when did you get all mature and psych 101?” Buffy asked him.
“I love you Buffy Anne Summers. Just the way you are. I know we’re gonna fight and have problems and probably hate
each other sometimes but I’ll always love you throughout it all. Please believe me. What more can I do to prove to you
that I mean what I say? I’m not like those other guys, Buffy.” Spike pleaded his case.

“William?” Buffy said shakily as the flow of tears came to a halt.
“Yes?” he replied.
“Where is the ring?” Buffy asked.
“In my pocket” Spike answered.
“Can I see it?” Buffy looked up at him.
“Uhhh...yeah...” Spike dug into his pocket and pulled out the ring box.

He opened it up and placed it in Buffy’s hand.
“It’s beautiful. It must have cost you a small fortune” Buffy said.
“You’re beautiful too although you’re priceless.” Spike replied.
“Can you put it on me?” she smiled up at him through her glassy eyes.
Spike swallowed the lump in his throat, “Does that mean....?” he began.
“Yes, William. Yes, I’ll marry you. I’m so sorry for hurting you. I love you so much. I’m just so scared. So scared you’ll
leave me. I don’t want to be scared anymore. It’s time to take a chance” Buffy told him.

“Oh Buffy. I love you!” Spike slid the ring on her finger and then hugged her tightly to him.
“I love you too, William” She leaned up into him and pressed her mouth against his and they kissed each other
hungerily. They began pawing at each other desperately. Spike glanced around and there was still no one in their car
and from what he could see, no one in the next car ahead.

Spike stood and pulled Buffy to the rear of the cart and pushed her up against the door. He pressed himself up against
her, grinding his crotch into hers. He began kissing her again and reached up his hands to fondle her breasts.
“Spike...we’re on the Metro Rail...you realize that?” Buffy panted as he sucked and nibbled on her neck.
“I know. You took a chance. Now I’m taking a chance” he grinned as he initiated a very daring sexual liason that he
normally never would have in the past.

“Oh God” Buffy moaned as Spike slid his hand up under her dress and started to pull her panties down.
He leaned over and helped her step out of them and then stuffed them into his jacket pocket. He then unbuckled and
unzipped himself and raised her dress. He found her soft folds with his fingers to check and make sure she was wet and
ready for him.
“Mmmm..always wet for me aren’t you?” Spike asked.
“Yes...see what you do to me?” Buffy responded.

Spike positioned his cock at her entrance and lifted her legs up around his waist. He slowly sheathed himself inside of
her.
“Ohhh fuck...” Buffy moaned feeling his cock stretching her.
“Oh yeah...so tight” Spike moaned himself and began thrusting hard into her, slamming her against the door.
The combined traveling motion of the train, the lights flickering on and off, the thrill of being caught and the actual act
itself all added to the couple’s excitement.

Buffy squeezed Spike with her legs wrapped around him, gripping him tightly as she clung to his shoulders and back
with her hands, clawing at him.
Spike furiously thrust into her over and over telling her how beautiful and sexy and hot she was.
“I’m gonna cum...Spike...oh...Spike...NOW NOW” Buffy cried out as he vaginal walls clenched around Spike’s cock.
“Oh Buffy! Cumming...oh yeah...fuck..yeah..” Spike joined her.

After a few moments, Spike removed Buffy’s legs from around his waist and lowered her down. He pulled away and
tucked himself back in his pants and did himself back up as Buffy smoothed her dress down. She grinned up at him.
“I can’t believe you just fucked me on the train” she smiled.
“I can’t quite believe it myself. I don’t know what came over me” he smiled back.
“Whatever it was. Don’t forget it” Buffy said.
“You want your panties back?” Spike asked, blushing slightly.
“Keep them. I’ll go commando...or is that commandoette? The rest of the ride home” Buffy laughed.

The train lurched and came to a stop.
“Speaking of which. This is our stop. Our apartment is a few blocks from here” Buffy said as the doors opened.
Buffy and Spike stepped out onto the platform. They noticed several young men get off of the car that was ahead of
them.
They smiled at Buffy and Spike and started giving thumbs up signs, cheering and catcalling.
Spike AND Buffy turned bright red. Buffy grabbed his hand, “Come on, Let’s get out of here”
“Yes, agreed” Spike followed her lead up the steps and out onto the street.
“I think they saw us” Spike said as they walked home.
“Really, what makes you say that?” Buffy said sarcstically. “Of course they saw us.”
“I’m sorry, Buffy” Spike apologized.
“Don’t be...mmmmm.....next time you let me pick the public place?” she winked at him then said, “Race you. Last one’s a
rotten egg” and took off running.

Spike ran after her but she was too fast. He came huffing and puffing through the door to find Buffy lounging on the
sofa.
“What took you so long, slow poke?” she asked.
Spike pounced on her, attacking her with a round of tickling.
“Noooooooooo.....please...noooooooo” Buffy laughed, “Youre a rotten egg..ewwwwww”
“I know you are but what am I?” Spike teased back.
“Oh my god. 12 much?” Buffy tickled him back.
“See? What did I say about us fighting and guess what Buffy?” Spike stopped tickling her and lowered his forehead to
rest on hers.
“What?” she looked into his beautiful blue eyes.
“I still love you” Spike said softly.
“Oh Spike, I love you too” she said back.
“Let’s go to bed, sweetheart.” He stood and offered his hand.
“Can I call my mom and Willow first?” Buffy grinned.
“I’ll go make some coffee and tea then.” Spike started to walk away.
“Why?” Buffy said, already dialing the phone.
“Because we’re going to be up awhile if you call your mum and Willow” he grinned.
Buffy laughed. “You know me too well”
“Yeah, I do” Spike smiled and went to put the kettle on.
 

Chapter 29


“MOM!” Buffy exclaimed.
“Buffy?” Joyce said groggily looking at the alarm clock, “Dear..it’s after midnight...is something wrong?”
“William asked me to marry him!” Buffy informed her.
“Oh Buffy! That’s wonderful! You said yes, didn’t you?” Joyce replied.
“No...well..yes...well...no at first but then yes...” Buffy said.
“Is William there right now? Let me talk to him.” Joyce told her.

Buffy called into the kitchen for William to come talk to Joyce.
“Hello Joyce” Buffy could only hear his side of the conversation.
“Thank you”
“Yes. I understand.”
“Yes, Ma’am”
“I do”
“I will”
“Completely”

Spike handed the phone back to Buffy.
“What did she say to you?” Buffy asked him.
“Something along the lines of ‘If you hurt my daughter I will beat you over the head with an ax” Spike smiled weakly, “oh
and congratulations and stuff too” he walked back out to the kitchen.

“MOM! I can’t believe you said that” Buffy said into the phone.
“Sorry, Dear. Just wanted him to know how serious this was.” Joyce said sweetly.
“I gotta call Willow now...I’ll talk to you soon. I love you Mom” Buffy told her.
“I love you too honey. Congratulations to you both. Goodnight” Joyce hung up.

“Hi, you’ve reached the Rosenberg/Maclay residence. We can’t come to the phone right now but please leave your
name and number and we’ll get back to you right spiffy!” BEEP” Willow and Tara’s answering machine went off.
“WAKE UP! It’s Buffy! I’m getting married!” Buffy yelled.
“THUNK..CRASH...THUD..Buffy?” heard Buffy as the line was picked up on the other end.
“Yes, it’s me! What was that crashing? Are you O.K.?” Buffy asked.
“I bumped into the table trying to get to the phone and the lamp fell off” Willow said.
“I’m sorry.” Buffy frowned.
“It’s alright. I wanted to buy new lamps anyway. Now what is this about you getting MARRIED?” Willow asked.
“Yes...married” Buffy answered.
“To who?” Willow questioned.
“William of course you silly nilly!” Buffy said as Spike, now lounging on the sofa raised an eyebrow at her.
“Oh Buffy! Wow...that’s great.” Willow told her then repeated Buffy’s news to Tara whom could be heard in the
background.

“Tara says Congratulations also” Willow offered.
“Tell her thank you. I’m sorry to wake you up but I just had to call Mom and you.” Buffy explained.
“It’s O.K. I’m glad you did.” Willow responded.
“I’ll let you two get back to bed. And Willow?” Buffy said.
“Yes, Buffy?” Willow replied.
“You will be my maid of honor, right?” Buffy asked.
“Of course! I’d be honored.” Willow beamed.
“I want Tara in the wedding too but we’ll work out all the details later. We haven’t even set a date. I’m getting way ahead
of myself. I’m just so excited.” Buffy exclaimed.

Spike sat drinking his tea and enjoying Buffy’s enthusiasm. Once she got over her initial shock and insecurity, she was
really excited. It made him feel good to know she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him just as he did with her.

“Alright, Will. I love you too. Goodnight” Buffy said and hung up the phone turning towards Spike.
“Here’s your coffee, luv” Spike motioned to the steaming cup sitting on the coffee table.
“Thanks! I’m sure caffeine is all I need right now” she grinned taking a swallow.

She set her cup down and then settled herself on the sofa next to Spike. She cuddled up to his side as he pulled her in
close.
“I love you” she said tilting her head up to look at him.
“I love you” he said back staring into her eyes.
“Are you ready for your birthday present now?” Buffy had almost forgot in all the events of the night that it had actually
been HIS birthday and she still hadn’t given him his gift.
“You already gave me my present: You” Spike smiled.
“You’re sweet but I meant what I got you for your birthday” she replied. “Be right back”

Buffy went into the guest room and he could hear her rummaging around in the closet before she finally came back out
carrying a big black guitar case that had a big red bow tied around it.
“Buffy!” he gasped as she set it down in front of him.
“I hope you like it. You stare at it every time we go by the music store. If not, I can take it back and...” Buffy began.

Spike had already started to open the case. He smiled as he took in his dream guitar. He had mentioned to Buffy
several times that he had always wanted to learn to play and pointed out this guitar when they would pass by the music
store.
“It’s perfect, Buffy. You’re perfect.” Spike hugged and kissed her.

“Guess we’re gonna need to buy a house now” Buffy said.
“A house? What?” Spike responded.
“Yeah, after we get kicked out of this apartment once you start practicing.” Buffy grinned.
“You little...” Spike started to grab for Buffy but she took off running.
He followed behind her into the bedroom, catching her and launching them both onto their bed.

“If they can put up with how loud you are when we have sex, I think they can handle the guitar” Spike smirked.
“ME? Loud? Ever listened to yourself?” she smirked back. “OH BUFFY..I’M CUMMING.........OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
BUFFFFFFFYYYYYYYYY” Buffy mimicked him.
“Oh yeah? You think that’s bad? What about ‘HARDER SPIKE...HARDER...FUCK ME WITH THAT HUGE COCK YOU BIG
STALLION YOU” Spike’s eyes danced with laughter as he imitated her.
“OH BUFFY BABY...YOU’RE SOOOOOOO TIGHT...FUCK MY COCK WITH THAT TIGHT LITTLE PUSSY...WHO’S YOUR
DADDY? WHO’S YOUR DADDY?” Buffy doubled over with laughter as she continued mocking him.

Their playful antics soon turned serious as Spike drew Buffy in for a kiss. He pulled her dress off, leaving her in only a
bra since her panties were still in his coat pocket from before. He unhooked the clasp and removed that as well. He
pushed both of her breasts together and tongued her nipples, turning them into hard taut peaks.

Spike’s lips worked their magic all the way down Buffy’s stomach and to her now open thighs. He nuzzled his face
against her pussy then darted his tongue out to taste her. He could still taste traces of himself on her from the train
earlier. As soon as his tongue and lips moved over Buffy’s clit, her back arched and she moaned, “Oh God, Spike...I’m
cumming” and her entire body shuddered in a soft sensual orgasm.

Spike was amazed at how quick she had let go. He reached down and unfastened his pants and slid back up her body.
He kissed her softly and slowly as he thrust inside her slowly as well. He was still completely clothed while Buffy was
stark naked. She could feel the fabric of his shirt and pants rubbing all over her skin as she wrapped her arms and legs
around him and hugged him close as he made soft, gentle love to her.

It didn’t take him long either. He looked into her eyes and told her he loved her as he climaxed. That brought her to her
second climax as well and she hugged him even more tightly to her as she told him how much she loved him back. They
clung to each other in the sweet aftermath.
 

Epilogue


William nervously scanned the volumes of adult videos. He turned to walk around to the next isle and bumped into
someone.
“Ooomph!” the sound came as that someone crashed to the floor.
William looked down and couldn’t believe his eyes. The woman of his dreams was at his feet. She had long blonde hair
that had soft full curls falling in waves to past her shoulders, bright green eyes, a cute pert nose and soft full lips. She
was wearing a little baby doll t-shirt that molded itself to her small, yet full breasts and a pair of very short jean shorts.
She had long golden tanned legs.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean…I didn’t know anyone was…” William began to stammer as Buffy attempted to get up. He
assisted her to her feet as several other men in the store watched the couple.
“Thank you” she finally spoke.
“You’re welcome, Ma’am” he replied.
“Thanks and please don’t call me Ma’am. Makes me feel like my mother.” Buffy smiled at him. “My name is Buffy, and
you?”
“I’m William” he managed to mumble.
“Do you live here, William?” Buffy inquired.
“Yes, Ma’am. I mean Yes, Buffy.”
“I’m staying at the motel a few doors down. Passing through on my way to L.A.” she informed him.
“Maybe, William, you could help me pick out a video? One that I can take back to my room with me” Buffy batted her
eyelashes.

William looked around nervously.
“Umm…” he stammered.
Buffy moved to the shelf behind them and pulled off one of the videos and read aloud so everyone in the isle could hear
her, “Girls Who Love Taking it up the Ass”. It had a picture of a woman getting screwed in the ass.
“How does this one look, William? Do you think this would be a good one?” Buffy asked him in a demure voice.
With a lump in his throat, he squeaked out a weak, “Yes…good choice”
“William, I’m not sure if I know how to work the VCR in my room. Do you think you could come back with me and help
me?” Buffy asked him coyly.
“William, I’m going to go pay for my things. I’m in room 39. I would really appreciate your help. I’ll be waiting” Buffy smiled
seductively and sauntered away swaying her hips.

The other men watched Buffy walk away and shook their heads at the dumb luck of the kid she had been talking to. One
said out loud, “lucky bastard”. William waited several minutes then left the store and walked down the street towards the
Sunnydale Inn. He knocked on room 39. Buffy answered the door with a big grin on her face.
He grinned back, “Happy Anniversary, luv”

The End.