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Friday afternoon 4:30pm


“Damn….”

“DAMN….”

“AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaa DAMMIT!!!” 18-year-old Buffy Summers screeched throwing what used to be a wire hanger as hard as she could across the kitchen and watching it bounce and disappear behind the trashcan.

Slumping down into one of the four breakfast bar chairs with a loud “Hmmph” She all but growled at the kitchen sink where her ring had just took an unscheduled dive into the drain. But that wasn’t the worst of it, the ring was an heirloom passed down from her great grandmother, to her grandmother to her mother, and finally to her. If it had just been one of her day-to-day rings she would have just left it…but no, it had to be the one that meant something.

“GAAAH!!!” Buffy shrieked again.

BRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiinggggg

“What?” She barked picking the phone up after the first ring.

“Oh…sorry mom.” She apologized.

“No, nothing major, I was just trying to get my ring out of the sink drain.” She sighed as she slumped even lower in the chair.

“Yes..”

“Yes..”

“I did take it off. I set it up on the soap holder and I guess when I was drying the dishes I accidentally caught it with the towel.”

“With a wire hanger.”

“No.”

“Where’s the plumbers phone number?” She asked in a defeated groan watching the spending money her mother had left her before she and Dawn went to see Great Aunt Ruth, just fly out the window.

“Ok. I got it.”

“No. I’ll be fine.”

“I’ll leave it upstairs before washing from now on believe me!”

“Yep, love you too. See you next Sunday. Bye.”

Buffy hung up with her mother before dialing the plumber’s number that was posted on the side of the refrigerator.

“Jacks Plumbing.” A male voice intoned after a couple of rings.






8:30 pm


Knock Knock Knock

“Finally.” Buffy huffed as she walked to the front door to let in the plumber. “I’m just glad he said I wouldn’t have to pay extra for the late hour,” catching the time on the living room clock.
Swinging open the door Buffy went mute as she got a good first look at the plumber. *I take back everything I ever said about plumbers being fat, stinky men with pants that don’t fit. *

“You’ve got a problem I’m supposed to fix?” The blue eyed, bleach blond, 5’10 hunk of male munchiness said smiling as he looked down at the petite blond who had opened the door.

“Oh yeah…oh…Oh yes right this way.” Buffy stammered her face going pink with embarrassment. *Good going Buffy maybe next time you can ask if he needs help with his pipes. “Excuse me but is that wrench in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”* This time she giggled out loud.

Walking behind her Spike raised an eyebrow at the giggle all the while enjoying the view of her nicely rounded backside in jeans so faded they were almost see through.

*If only every job was as lovely as this one. * He thought wistfully, *God I need a woman. *

Rolling his eyes to himself and quickly rearranging his now solid erection behind her as they walked, Spike put on the most dazzling smile he possessed when they finally reached their destination.

“I accidentally knocked my great grandmothers ring down the drain. I tried to get it out with a hanger but,” She shrugged indicating no luck. “I’m really sorry about you having to come out here at night and all but I didn’t want to accidentally wash it all the way down the drain because I was having a blond moment this weekend. God my mom would kill me.”

“Well, blond moments not withstanding, I think I can safely keep you from the chopping block just yet, miss.”

“Buffy.” She said extending a hand.

“Buffy. Name’s Will or Spike’s my nickname, pleased to meet you.” He said taking the proffered hand in his own and gallantly kissing it palm side up.

Chills ran down Buffys spine as his soft lips met the tender flesh of her inner wrist, she could have sworn she felt just the slightest hint of a tongue there too. It didn’t really matter though because by the time he looked into her eyes again the sexual tension was zinging between them like a too tight rubber band.

Pulling her hand away with a shy smile Buffy took a step back, “Well, I guess I’ll leave you to it.” She said ready to flee from the hottie in the kitchen.

“Stay? Keep me company?” Spike asked not wanting the gorgeous girl out of his sight for a moment. “Plumbing’s is boring even on its best day.”

Watching as he sat his tools that she hadn’t even noticed before down on the countertop, Buffy nodded and walked to the refrigerator. “Something to drink?” She asked rummaging in the icebox for beverages, “we’ve got aaaa…coke, iced tea…yuck I don’t even want to know what that is…and lemonade.”

Chuckling Spike answered, “As long as it’s not the mystery drink, whatever you’re having.”

Looking around the door of the fridge Buffy grinned her green eyes sparkling and making Spike catch his breathe at the pure untouched beauty of this girl. “Coke it is.”


“So Buffy tell me about yourself.” Spike said catching her totally off guard as he lay on his back under the kitchen sink fiddling with the pipes. *Mmmmmm….good. *

“Um…like what?”

“Where do you go to school?”

“I just started at U.C. Sunnydale last semester. So I’m a sophomore, I’m studying liberal arts right now but I think I’m going to go into forensic science. My friends say I have a weird fascination with blood.” She said then realizing that probably wasn’t the most flattering thing, “Er..That is I’m really interested in the whole science of catching killers through evidence that the scientists find.”
*That sounded better. *

“What about you?”

“Me?” Spike asked as Buffy watched his arms bulge under the tight white t he had on as he twisted something under the sink. “I’m a senior, same place. I double majored in English and History. Figured I could be a historian or a writer about history, I’ll probably end up being a librarian somewhere though.”

“Wow.” Buffy said as much for the fact that she was impressed as for the fact that his abdominal muscles had now come into play along with those lickable arms.

“Any boyfriends?” Spike asked trying to sound nonchalant as he paused with the pipe wrench waiting for her answer.

“Huh?” Buffy asked coming out of her drooling stupor and wriggling in her seat a bit as the heat she had felt earlier at seeing him pitched up another notch.

“Boyfriend. Do you have one?” Spike asked craning his neck to look at the adorable minx sitting across from him.

“No, no boyfriends. How about you?” Buffy asked not believing she had just asked what she did. *Go Buffy assertive girl! * She cheered herself.

Laying his head back down so she couldn’t see the huge grin on his face he answered, “No, no boyfriends but there is this one guy…”
“Oh.” Buffy not even trying to mask the fact that her heart had just toppled out of her chest and rolled under the refrigerator to reside with the dust bunnies.

“Just kidding, luv. And no, no girlfriends. You applying for the job?” He asked teasingly hoping that she couldn’t tell how nervous he was asking.

“Uh…uh…maybe we should date first?” Her brain scrambled for something to say.

“Well, uh….”Spike paused finally getting the lost ring from the bit of plastic pipe he had loosened under the sink. “There it is. Buffy?”

Looking over to where he had his hand extended she smiled in relief when she saw her mislaid heirloom in his palm.

“Oh..Thank you Spike.” She said as she plucked the item from his hand sharing a smile with the handsome young plumber before he resumed his place back under the sink.

“So.” He started talking again, “Do you want to go out? Sometime? With me?”

Buffy’s face lit up at the prospect of this brief meeting turning into something more and she started to say I’d love to when Spike suddenly started swearing a blue streak.

Sitting up rapidly and pulling his t-shirt from his body he didn’t even notice that Buffys eyes had gotten as round as pie plates at the first glimpse of his naked torso.

It only took a minute for her to assess the rapidly spreading burn on his pale flesh for her to guess that one of the cleaning items under the sink had spilled on him.

“OH…OH Spike…upstairs…the showers upstairs on the left,” Her voice trailing off as he sprinted past her and up the stairs.

“Great now we’ll never go out.” Buffy whined to herself as she heard the shower go on a minute later. *Oooo naked, wet, man….drool. *

Buffy started up the stairs to the bathroom to check on Spike. She stopped by the laundry cabinet next to the room and grabbing a fresh towel, knocked lightly on the door and at Spike’s acknowledgement she stepped into the small room.

“You ok?” She asked trying very hard to keep her voice from wavering, *it would do know good to let him know how much you want him now. * She reminded herself before a tiny voice giggled and pulled the string to the light bulb in her head.

Spike started talking but Buffy had tuned it out as soon as her mind started taking over her body’s actions.

Tugging her clothes off and leaving them in a bunch on the floor Buffy asked, “Spike?”
“Yeah luv?”

“Do you need any help? Getting your back I mean.”

*Gulp.*
*Gulp. *

Spikes hard on which had come back full force as soon as she entered the restroom throbbed with renewed vigor.

“If…if you don’t mind Buffy.” He said softly thinking he would just keep his back to her and then she would never know how affected he was by her presence.

Taking a deep breath to calm her quivering limbs she reached out and drew the shower curtain back and stepped into the shower behind him. At the first tentative touch of her small hand on his broad naked back Spike inhaled sharply and turned around quickly almost knocking her over the lip of the tub.

Reaching out to steady her with both hands Spike couldn’t help when those same hands slid down her back and to her rounded ass so he could pull her flush with his body. Moans poured out of the couple as lips met and walls were waylaid by the first crusade of unbridled lust. The hot water of the shower pounding down onto Spike’s skin and gently cresting his broad shoulders to rain softly down onto Buffy as well but neither noticed. Too caught up in the feel of each other, hands slid and caressed, kneading and teasing as the virtual strangers focused on the wondrous onslaught of wet heat and heady kisses.

When Spike’s head dropped to Buffys neck covering it with bites and gentle nibbles then soothing the flesh with his tongue all the while grinding himself against her, Buffy swooned.

“Oh…god…so good.” She moaned her finger nails dragging across his slick flesh, scoring it lightly unknowingly marking her territory for all time.

Feeling his hardness against her belly Buffy moved sensuously against him as she slid to her knees in front of him. Looking at him in all his masculine glory she felt a little shiver chase through her when she realized that soon she would have this magnificent tool buried in her to the hilt. *Guess he’s happy to see me. * She couldn’t help but think.

“JESUS.” Spike shouted out as Buffy slid her hot mouth over the head of his penis and lightly sucked in around it. Closing his eyes and tightly clenching his fists so he wouldn’t ruin the moment with instantly cumming in her mouth, he leaned on one shoulder against the shower wall.

Buffy inwardly grinned to herself as she took the length of him into one hand and stroked in a clockwise motion while taking as much of this monster down her throat as was possible. The heat between her own thighs begging for relief she slid her other hand down to rub against her clit, as her inner muscles clenched with want.

The feel of her soft hands and the suctioning heat of her mouth Spike knew he wasn’t going to last long. Loosening his fists he ran both up and over his face in an attempt to distract himself before he opened his blue-eyed gaze and looked down at the girl in front of him.

*Bad idea. * Was all that cut through the haze before it fizzled away with the rush of oncoming orgasm.

“Oh..Fuck ….I’m going….ahh…to ….god…fuck like that…I’MCUMMING!” He shouted out before giving his body over entirely to Buffy and her magic mouth, filling her mouth with his delicious throat yogurt.

As shot after shot of his yummy cum christened her virgin tongue Buffy was coming to her orgasmic conclusion as well. Thrusting three fingers into her stretched hole, she spread her kneeing thighs ever wider trying not to fall over when the strongest shockwave hit her like a tsunami in spring.

Finally after long minutes Buffy released him from her mouth. His semi erect cock started to rise again when he looked down and saw the minute blond girl with her fingers crammed in her shaven pussy and her eyes half closed as she rode out the last of what appeared to be a whopper of an orgasm.

As her hands fell limply by her sides Spike turned off the water, which had begun to cool, and reaching down, gently pulled Buffy up into his embrace. Tilting her head back with one calloused hand he captured her lips with his, re-igniting the fires within.

“Mmmm…..Bed?” She asked as Spike grabbed the towel she had placed earlier on the sink and began to briskly dry her off.

“Exactly my thoughts.” He said huskily his deep blue eyes sparking with renewed passion as he gazed into her emerald depths.

Stepping out of the tub Buffy looked over her shoulder to be sure he was watching her and crooked a finger at him, “This way.”

Watching her lovely behind sway as she walked away, Spike dropped the towel into the laundry basket and followed like a puppy following a treat offered by its master.

Once they reached the bedroom Spike stood entranced while looking at the beauty now splayed out like a Penthouse Pet on the sumptuous double bed.

“Better than any magazine.” He said thinking aloud and smiling when he saw the faint blush steal over her creamy skin.

Kneeling between her silken thighs, Spike prowled like a big cat in search of prey, sending shivers of delight through Buffys overheated body when he finally stopped with his body leaning up onto his arms and his hips nestled nicely between the v of her legs.
Looking down at her kiss pinkened lips and her beautiful face Spike spoke. “I don’t want this to be a one time thing Buffy.” He said softly as he played with long strands of her hair nervously. “I think that if you agree, we could have something most people never get to have. I think…No…I know I could fall in love with you.”

Looking back into her eyes now turned liquid with his words of love, all Buffy could do was nod. Her throat too choked up to utter even a word.

After a minute of soft touches and smiles Buffy finally grinned impishly up at him and said, “and to think all I wanted was a plumber! Now I’ve got a boyfriend who not only can fix my pipes but he can lay it as well!” Grinding her sex up into his own she delighted in the pleasure filled gasp that came from his lips.

“Oh I’ll lay some pipe with you little minx.” He said as he shifted his body up and without warning thrust fully into her aching, soaking quim.

“Uhhh….Spike.” She cried out as her eyes rolled back and her neck arched against the pillows beneath her. “Do it…lay me hard!”

Spike groaned as he felt her legs come up to wrap around the backs of his thighs, her toes pointed downwards as she rode his thrusting cock.

“So tight. So hot. God Buffy.” Spike babbled against her ear as he dropped his bleached head onto the pillow next to her. “You feel so good baby.”

“Oh god yes, fuck me Spike, fuck me.” Buffy rasped as his thrusts sped up and her breath was pushed forcefully from her lungs with each downward push of his churning hips.

“Buffy, Oh fuck yes, Buffy.”

“More, harder, oh god , deeper. Fuck me deeper…” Buffy screeched as the first wave of orgasm started to rise within her.

Feeling her body starting to tighten around his own, Spike kept up the hard fast thrusting motion. Plowing into her again and again as she suddenly keened against his shoulder, her body being thrown beyond the squeaking bed, beyond the stars.

“OHGOD…..SPIKE…..”She screamed as another orgasm and then another rushed over her. Knocking her over and then standing her right up again only to have another crash into her again.

Unable to hold on any longer with the scent of sex permeating the air, and the wet slapping sounds of two bodies seeking out one another, Spike drove into her convulsing body one last time and howled.

“AaaaaaaHHhh ….Fuck…BUFFY….” His own body quivered with each and every volley of spunk that coated the insides of her velvet womb until he was completely spent.

Collapsing onto the pillow Spike tried to make sure he didn’t collapse on Buffy, sure that he would crush her.

“Oh baby, that was…” Buffys words caressed his ear as she pressed kisses to every inch of exposed skin she could reach with her soft dreamy kisses, “I’ve never felt that good. You make me feel SO good, Spike.”

“I’ve never felt like that either luv.” Spike said the awe in his voice reflecting in his eyes as he lifted his head and looked into her luminous eyes. “Never.” He repeated reverently with all the passion and stunned emotion in his body.

Pressing a kiss to his full lips Buffy nodded, “Yes.”

Leaning his head into one hand and crooking an eyebrow at her he asked, “Yes what?”

Buffy giggled , “Yes I’ll go out with you.”

“Kinda late for that don’t you think pet?”

“Oh I don’t know, we could always think of this as a new tradition.”

Brushing a strand of hair away from her eyes he returned her smile his own blue eyes aglow. “And what tradition would that be love?”

“The semi annual traditional pipe laying.”

“Um luv, that’s not really what it means, you do know that right? And I’ll be damned if it’s only going to be annually.” He said nuzzling her neck with his lips, “In fact…”

Buffy sighed happily as she felt him grow inside of her, who would have thought that losing her great grandmothers ring down the sink would have turned out to be the start of something wonderful.

As Spike started his slow burning seduction of her body, Buffy couldn’t help but look through the window of her room at the stars in the night sky and say a little prayer of thanks.


The end