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AU note: this came out waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay sweeter than I anticipated, I was going for hardcore smut and ended up with hardcore smut plus sweet spuffy lovins'. *sighs* hope you all like it.






"Hi I'd like to discuss the birth of Chr...SLAM

"No thanks."

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"Is your soul ready for..............SLAM

"Apparently not."

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"Miss ....Um....Have you ever thought about....uh....*sigh* I'm just not bloody cut out for this."

"Would you like to come in?"

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William Foxsworth nodded gratefully at the woman, his bluer than blue eyes showing clearly the depth of his gratitude, as he walked past her into the hallway. Starting slightly as the door was slammed shut and the lock turned, he looked first at the locked door and then at his saviour.

"Oh, you gotta keep the doors locked out here all the time." Buffy Summers smiled her most brilliant and disarming Colgate smile at the most gorgeous hunk of god fearing man she had ever laid eyes on. "Never know who's gonna try to take what doesn't belong to them ya know?"

William or Spike, as he was known to others nodded, his apprehension about being in a strange house with a strange woman with a locked door evaporating as he returned her smile with an equally devasting one. The fact that she was extremely lovely only serving to help to push him along.

*OH MY GOD, does he have any idea what an andonis he is?* She thought her knees turning to jelly as she sent up a quick prayer of thanks to whomever saw fit to deposit him onto her doorstep. All chisled edges, and hard muscles, lush lips and bleached hair, "Um...would you like something to drink?" *or eat? oh bad Buffy bad*

"A glass of water would be fine Mrs.............."

"Oh no. No, no, no. No Mrs. here, that's one noose I've been able to keep my head out of thankfully. Buffy Summers, but Buffy is just fine." She said making sure her hips swung just a bit in her faded and strategically ripped, extremely short denim shorts.

"I have friends that are....blah, blah, blah....." Spike had tuned out the minute she had turned her back and started walking away from him. His eyes automatically dropping to her luscious peach of an ass. The hint of smooth rounded skin peeking out at the bottom of both sides and the rips showing clearly that she wasn't wearing any sort of undergarments, and if she were they were invisible.

*The Mission... think of the mission.* He repeated to himself as his standard issue black tie and crisp white shirt buttoned all the way to the top suddenly became an issue with his breathing.

"Um....hello?" Buffy waved her hand in front of Spike's glazed eyes with a little giggle, his surprised look absolutely adorable. *Oh he's definately a keeper,* She thought her vaginal muscles clenching as sudden hot images of the stunning young witness pounding into her on the kitchen floor flooded her mind.

"Sorry, I was thinking of the last poor soul I helped, " he blushed slightly trying to chuckle to hide his real thoughts as if she could read his mind, "It was a truly wonderous feeling."

"Oh, well, then that's good right?" She asked him not caring a wit about the saving of others when she could so obviously and willingly give him her own lesson in religious experiences.

Holding out the glass of cool water she had poured him, Buffy gasped when he accidentally knocked it with his hand and the liquid poured down the front of her white tank top soaking her to the skin.

"Oh, oh miss I'm....I'm...." His voice cracked and trailed off as he looked down at her now thoroughly see through white tank top. The fact that she was sans bra, making all the blood rush to his lower extremities so fast he swayed feeling a bit woozy.

Buffy's nipples stood up at the first contact of the wet shirt, the sheer fabric doing nothing to hide the dusky rose aerolas or the shape of her breasts as her chest heaved a bit from the sudden temperature change. Grabbing a hand towel from the counter she hurriedly started scrubbing at the soaked tank. *Ugh....I'll have to go change now and I look so good in this tank too* She pouted to herself before she glanced up, *Orrrrrrrrrrrrrrr maybe not.* A wicked plan developing in her mind.

It had been months since she had had sex with another human, her Crystal Rabbit just wasn't the same as a long, hard, thick cock pulsating within her. Glancing down with that thought Buffy was delighted to see that her little witness was quite obviously sporting a tool worthy of it's own toy. *either that or he's got a really big pickle in his pocket.*

Unable to wipe the grin off of her face she turned back around to the sink while gesturing for him to sit at the table. "Have a seat, I'll get you another drink."

Spike snapped out of his daze with a small groan as he finally felt the straining bulge in his pants. Surreptiously trying to adjust his mammoth hard on, he went to sit at the table, reciting passages from his NEW WORLD TRANSLATION OF THE HOLY SCRIPTURES to himself as he took his seat.

Buffy glanced over her shoulder at him, watching as his lips moved slightly his hand clutched around the black leather bound bible as he sat down at the oak table in the kitchen. *I should feel bad about this, I shouldn't want to corrupt this sweet young....wait what the hell is his name?*

"Excuse me miss?"

"Your name, you never told me it." She said smiling brightly as she watched him gulp down the glass of water she had placed on the table before him before taking a seat across from him.

"Will, or Spike. Spike is fine. " Suddenly William just didn't seem right, just didn't fit as he watched her pluck at her shirt to seemingly try to dry it.

"Spike? And how did you get that name.....Spike?" She asked drawing out the name, her voice dropping just a bit.

"Uh....it's cause of my hair." he said hurriedly pointing to the obvious reason, though Buffy suspected that it was more because of the spike in his pants than his hair.

Twirling a long lock of golden hair around one finger she asked him, " So...Spike. What made you become a Jehovah's Witness?"

Sighing inwardly with relief to be back on solid footing, he launched into his story. The drugs, the women, the booze, the never ending fights and police arrests. Until finally one day at his lowest point, strung out on Heroin and lying in his filthy apartment, his girlfriend gone, job lost, and eviction notice on the table, a man came to him and spoke to him of the Lord and his teachings. After that day, Rupert Giles had taken him under his wing as he would a son and taught him the ways of clean living. From that day forward, Spike had been a believer. Until now.

Shocked was the word for it. He was shocked. Enough to stop talking in mid sentence. *Where the hell did that come from?* He thought his mind scurrying to his ingrained beliefs, *I am a follower, a believer, a chaste and clean living man, I have no urges of the flesh any longer, no desire to bed the woman in front of me....OH GOD.*

Standing too quickly he knocked over the chair behind him in his confusion.

"Spike?" Buffy said as she also stood her hand reaching out to the obviously distraught man. "Spike?"

Shaking his head he stumbled into the living room, to sit on the couch his head in his hands. "I am a good man, I am a clean man....but oh god how I want her. Why lord? Is this a test? To put temptation into my path?"

Buffy walked into the room listening to him mutter his hands clenching and unclenching as he fought with his naked desire for her. The first real desire he had had for a woman in over two years. She could sympathize with him, she hadn't wanted anyone either until she had opened her door to him, she knew now that that wasn't all she had opened to him.

Kneeling on the carpeted floor in front of him, she gently lifted his chin so she could look into his deep fathomless blue eyes. "I am not a she-devil Spike. I was not sent here to torment you or test you and I honestly don't think God would be so cruel. I want you as well, I wanted you the moment you spoke."

His eyes searched hers trying to find any fault, any hint of malice that would give him back his righteousness, his assuredness that he wasn't tempted by her. That he wouldn't just sweep her into his arms like he was doing and smash his lips to hers in burning passion.

Buffy's eyes closed at the first touch of his lips on hers. Her fingers curling into his shirt helplessly as he wrapped his arms around her. They both moaned as tongues came into play, and the sweet elixer of unbridled ardor crashed over them leaving them both defenseless to each other.

Standing, Spike swept her up into his strong arms, "which way luv?" he asked in a husky voice his eyes sparking with lust.

Unable to do anything but point up the stairs, Buffy wrapped her arms around his strong neck and allowed him to carry her up and into her room, where he gently placed her on the bed.

Watching him as he bent one knee onto the bed next to her and proceeded to kiss any exposed skin he could reach, his hands mapping out her flesh as he pushed her damp tank top up, she had to ask, had to know.... "What is this to you?"

The question stopped him cold.

Buffy's eyes became liquid the longer he took to answer.Vainly she tried to get her rampaging emotions under control. *I just met him, this is ridiculous Buffy, it's not like you believe in love at first site.* Looking away from him she dropped her hands to the bedspread and bit her lip trying not to cry.

Spike paused longer thinking and then realizing what she was asking, even if she didn't. Rolling onto his side next to her he pulled her into his embrace making her look at him.

"I want you. It's crazy, believe me I know it is luv. We've only just met. We've nothing in common, well not that we know of." She smiled slightly at that. "But I want you, I've never wanted anyone before like I want you. I don't think you're a she-devil at all, I think you may just have been sent as a gift from above."

Seeing the happiness in her eyes Spike ran his hands into her long molten gold hair pulling her to him in a deep, heady kiss. Buffys hands tugged on his tie as he pulled at her shirt, the heat of their embrace notching up another level. Groaning in frustration she finally leaned back and pushed her hair away from her face, "How the hell do you get this damn thing untied?" She asked frowning at his tie.

Grinning up at her he reached up with the hand not wrapped around his soon to be lover and loosened the offending garment. "Like this luv," He murmured his eyes never leaving hers. Taking the fabric into her hand Buffy tossed it over her shoulder with a giggle and then set about undoing the buttons on his shirt. One by one they gave way to firm, carved flesh below. Buffy moved herself to straddle him, kissing and licking each inch of skin as it was laid bare.

"Oh luv...." He groaned watching her slide her tongue over his abdominal muscles, her nimble fingers undoing his belt buckle and the fastening of his pants. "OH GOOD CHRIST!!!" He shouted at the first touch of her hot mouth on his now fully exposed swollen cock head. "BLOODY HELL........." He swore his eyes rolling back into his head as she took 8 of his 10 inches into her heated chasm, licking and sucking at it voraciously.

Buffy was so turned on by the taste of this man, she wanted to devour him whole, wanted him to fill her mouth with his seed and then watch her swallow it. She wanted to slide her wet pussy down onto him and have him beg for mercy. Only to watch her cum on him and around him and then have him beg a little bit more. But most of all she wanted him. Purely, simply, all of him.

Spike couldn't believe the sensations thundering from his groin to every single nerve ending on his body. His hands wrapped blindly into her hair as she sucked him off, his hips taking up a steady thrusting rythym as he drew nearer and nearer to his climax. "BUFFYOHGODBUFFY....YESYESYES....DEEPER...I'M....OHGOD...I'MCUMMINGGG...."his entire body clenched with the raw power of his orgasm as he shot stream after stream of hot sticky fluid into her suctioning mouth. His hips bounced on the bed as he thrust mindlessly into her mouth giving her everything he had been building up for years. "OOOOOooohgooodddddddddd....ohfuckohyeah..........oh....fuuuuck." He groaned not paying any heed to the fact that he was swearing like a sailor, all he could think was...good, so bloody good.

Buffy swallowed down the last bit of his spunk, licking and cleaning him up with long swipes of her tongue delighted to see that he had only barely softened and was rapidly becoming fully hard as she finished.

Sliding from out between his legs where she had landed she swiftly shed her tank top and shorts, watching as his eyes grew hot. He looked so damn good lying there on the bed. His shirt open and his pants pushed and bunched beneath his ass, his huge erection lying dark red with pumping blood nestled within dark curls, in direct contrast to the smooth light colored skin of his lower abdomen.

"Come here." He said his eyes half shuttered, as he crooked a finger at her. Sliding onto the bed, Buffy made to roll onto her back, when he pulled her back into her straddling position but this time over his face. As he slid his long tongue deep into her hot cunt she arched her neck and groaned loudly. "Oh....yes............." the words hissing in the silence of the room.

His fingers clutched her ass, the pads of them making indentations as he attacked her swollen, dripping sex. His eyes were closed as he continued to feast on her, gourging himself on her juices, lapping at every single inch of her wet, ripe, quim making Buffy shiver and shake with each steady pulse of pleasure. "OHSPIKE.....Oh God...ohoh....OHYES....." She crooned her hands sliding up to pull and tug at her extremely hard nipples, her head bent forward so she could watch as he took his pleasure from her body. "OH....OHGOD.....OH FUCK....I....I....OHGODSPIKE ...I'MCUMMIINGGGGGG....." She shrieked her entire body thrown forward by the force of her orgasm his hands holding her hips firmly in place as she humped his face. Over and over again, thrusting his tongue as deeply into her quaking body as it would go, Spike continued to devour her. Buffy collapsed onto the bed as the third and strongest orgasm rushed over her, her chest heaving as she mewled, her body half up on her knees and half slumped onto her hands and chest so she was in a semi - all fours position.

Sliding his body out from under her Spike ripped off his pants, shoes and socks, ignoring his open shirt and moved into position behind her. In one clean thrust he drove himself as deeply into her as he could possible go. Their mingled cries of exhaultation filling the room. He reached down and pulled her up to him as he thrust his veined cock deeply into her clenching heat. Whispering into her ear, "Mine, gonna mark you and make you mine, that what you want Buffy? Huh?"

"Oh God Spike, yes YES YES....make me yours....cum inside me and make me yours. I can feel you so deep in me. You fuck me sooooooo good." She moaned as she arched her ass back into him her head lying onto his shoulder as he rammed himself into her again and again. Each and every thrust felt from his balls to his toes.

"Fuck I never knew....so good.....sobloody....Fuck me baby....use that pussy and fuck me.....oH FUCK YEAH!!!" His gutteral groans filled her ears as he pushed himself to the hilt within her, his balls slapping on the moist skin of her ass, his stomach and her back making a hollow sound everytime he slammed himself into her. Feeling a telltale tingle in his balls and the constrictive tightness that was the signal of impending orgasm, he slid both his hands from around her waist down to her soaked pussy.

"OHGODYESYESYES...NOW....FUCKHARDER...NOWNOW................OHHHHHHHHHYESSSSSSSS....." she screamed as his talented fingers spread the lips of her cunt and slid over the distended nubbin of her clitoris sending her into convulsions of rapture. He thrust harder into her feeling her inner muscles tighten and constrict again and again around his cock, each throb of her body pushing him up the hill until with a growl of pure animalistic pleasure he reached glory station and began unloading his heavy load deep into her willing body. Each spurt of his heated seed sending Buffy into near overload, each deep seated thrust of his exploding cock into her welcoming overflowing quim making her cry out to God.

After long moments of moving together as one Buffy began to droop in his arms. Carefully lying her down and extricating himself with a groan from her warmth he lay himself down next to her on the messy bed. Wrapping his arm around her tiny waist he pulled her to him feeling and rejoicing in every shudder that ran through her body as she came down from her high.

"That was.....the best I've ever had." She said when she finally returned to her senses.

"For me as well, luv." Spike replied in kind kissing her shoulder softly and laying his cheek against hers.

"Now what?" She asked the apprehension in her voice evident as her voice trembled slightly and her hands played with the fingers on his hands.

"Now, I stay with you. Now I have found my calling and it is here with you." He said sincerely smiling down at her as she turned in his arms to look into his eyes.

"Truly?" She whispered not believing, and yet wanting so desperately to believe.

"Truly, I believe that the Lord put me onto your doorstep for a reason, I was supposed to be for you and you for me." He said kissing her swollen lips before chuckling.

"What?" She asked watching him, the man she was already falling head over for and who was falling head over for her as well.

"I'm just thinking what old Rupert is going to say when I tell him that I went knocking on heaven's door today."

Buffy returned his happy smile as she ran a hand through his bleached locks and traced his razor sharp cheekbones. "He'll probably think you're gone insane, but I know that if there is a God up there," she pointed upwards, " He wanted this to happen, cause it's the only reason he would send an angel to me."

Spike looked deeply into her eyes with a smile, "I'd have to agree with you there luv. I definately have to agree with you there."



The End