After leaving the beach, they got in Spike’s car and sat in silence for a moment, basking in the fact that they were happily in love. Spike looked at her and took her hand in his, squeezing it. She smiled softly at him and leaned over to kiss him. He pulled her onto his lap, her back pressing against the steering wheel, as they continued to kiss passionately. He put his hands on her hips and began to slide them up, beneath her shirt, his fingers coming in contact with her warm skin. She moaned quietly as his hands cupped her breasts, gently running his thumbs over her hardened nipples, hidden underneath a thin layer of lace. She broke away from his mouth to look into his eyes as she tried to catch her breath, seeing a mix of lust and fear in his expression before grazing his cheek.
“What’re you afraid of?” she asked quietly, her chest still heaving to breathe.
“You rejecting me,” he answered, and she leaned down to kiss the crook of his neck before leaning to his ear.
“I’m not going to reject you,” she whispered. “But I don’t want to do this here.” He looked at her, stunned.
“We don’t have to tonight,” he replied, and she frowned. “Unless that’s really what you want, Buffy. I’m not going to pressure you into it.”
“It’s what I want,” she said firmly, getting off his lap and putting on her seatbelt as she situated herself in the passenger’s seat again. “I promise.” He looked at her for a long moment in adoration before starting the car and speeding out of the parking lot, heading towards his house.
* * * * *
“Are you sure?” Spike asked as they walked inside his house. “If you aren’t ready, luv, we don’t need to do this tonight.”
“For the last time, I want to,” she replied. “Unless you don’t want to.” She paused and frowned. “You don’t, do you? Oh god, I’m sorry.” She turned and tried walking out, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her to him, hugging her close. “I’m being all trampy and pushy- am I becoming like Harmony?”
“What?” he asked, shocked. “Why would you think that?” She looked down. “You’re not like Harmony at all, luv- that’s one of the things I love about you.” She managed a small smile. “And I do want to do this- I’m just making sure we’re on the same page.”
“We are,” she said, and he looked into her eyes, seeing sincerity in them. “Are we… alone?”
“My parents went to Los Angeles for the weekend,” he answered. “A business trip for my father.” She nodded and looked around, the weight of the situation finally hitting her. He noticed the look of indecision cross her face and grazed her cheek. “You alright, baby?” She looked at him and quickly nodded. “Positive?”
“Yeah,” she said, taking his hand in hers. “I’m fine.” He brought her hand up to his lips and kissed the back of it before leading them upstairs and to his room. He let her inside first before shutting the door behind them, and Buffy took a few deep breaths before turning to face him. They looked at each other for a long moment before Spike walked closer to her and leaned down to kiss her. She responded to the kiss and gently pulled on the hem of his shirt, yanking it off of him as they parted for a moment. They resumed kissing, and as she ran her hands over his muscular torso and arms, he groaned and backed off to rid her of her shirt, as well. She felt self-conscious as Spike looked at her upper body after he took off her bra, too.
“Jesus, you’re beautiful,” he managed to say before crushing his lips to hers. She gasped in his mouth as he picked her up and laid her down on his bed, covering her with his body seconds later. She looked up into his eyes as he tugged on her skirt before he slid it down her legs and marveled at the tan expanse of skin beneath him. Her insecurity came back in full-force, so in an attempt to distract him, she quickly popped open the button of his khakis and pulled down the zipper before pushing his pants down his hips and thighs, nearly gaping at the sight of his erection.
‘Wow, I guess none of the girls before me have been lying about his considerable size,’ she thought.
He felt a surge of pride run through him as he saw her studying his manhood and withheld a smirk before he slipped his thumbs under the sides of her panties and slowly pulled them down her legs before tossing them aside and looking at her fully naked body. His eyes traveled from her feet to her eyes and noticed the look of nervousness as it settled on her features. He leaned down to kiss her and grazed her cheek.
“I love you,” he whispered, and she ran her hand down his body, gently grasping his cock and directing it to her entrance. Their eyes locked as he slowly thrust inside her, trapping her moan with his mouth as he kissed her. When their hips met, Spike couldn’t help but groan at how amazing she felt.
He slowly began to pump in and out of her, not wanting to go too fast or hurt her. She began matching his thrusts, arching her hips up as he moved deeper inside of her. She grasped his shoulders tightly and shut her eyes as pleasure began to course through her, building up in her stomach and traveling throughout her.
“Spike,” she said breathlessly as her orgasm washed over her, her inner walls fluttering around him and clamping down on him as he continued to thrust inside of her. He groaned at the feel of her surrounding him and began to move quicker, finally achieving his release as he spilled himself inside of her. She ran her hands over his back as he buried his face in her neck, both of them panting heavily.
“I love you so much,” he whispered, running one of his hands down her side. She kissed his shoulder softly and closed her eyes, feeling somewhat exhausted.
“I love you, too.”
* * * * *
Buffy woke up in the middle of the night and looked at the clock on Spike’s bedside table, seeing the red numbers glow 2:43 AM.
‘Oh god, Mom’s going to kill me,’ she thought, shutting her eyes and cursing silently. She looked over at Spike and was thankful that he was fast asleep, curled up on his side, facing away from her. She carefully got out of bed, hoping not to wake him up, and quietly got dressed before looking at him one last time and whispering an apology. She walked out of his room and let herself out of the house, beginning to walk home in the dark, praying that her mother wouldn’t know she was out all night.
‘And I hope that Spike will understand.’
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Thanks to Crystal Pegasus for leaving my 200th review!:) Also, special thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter! I hope this chapter meets your expectations, seeing as how I think these two crazy kids have earned the chance to have some 'debauchery' :)