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Note on the chapter: NC17 chapter, contains sexual situations.
Chapter 5

Sunday came and Buffy was depressed. Not only was she now boyfriend-less but also Dawn was not. Currently, Dawn and Conner were sitting in the living room watching the Die Hard movies. Buffy watched the first movie with them but quickly felt like a third wheel and therefore got up and headed into her bedroom. Sitting on her bed looking around, Buffy’s eyes landed on her computer. Deciding to surf a little, Buffy turned it on and connected to the Internet. There were two messages from Spike.

Subject: Re: Hey there cutie
Date: Sunday, 22 June 2003 5:45:18 -0900
From: sxyspike@hotmail.com
To: EAS@hotmail.com

I got you! I got you! I got you! HA Bloody HA, I got you.

Spike

Sitting back in her chair, Buffy contemplated the message. Deciding the second message must hold the answer she opened that one up.

Subject: Explanation
Date: Sunday, 22 June 2003 5:45:18 -0900
From: sxyspike@hotmail.com
To: EAS@hotmail.com

I don’t know if you realize this but you just told me what city you live in… with over 3 million people you must be in LA. Coincidently enough I’m in LA. Want to get together, pet? I know what you are thinking, why mess with something that works. You always say that. But come on, Buffy, we haven’t seen each other in 5 years. Oh, I know you don’t want to meet because you are fat and ugly now. That’s what it must be. And you think that if we met I would be repulsed and never want to talk to you again.

Sorry about the Riley thing. Well, not really, I didn’t like him. And that thing about you telling me all your secrets I can testify that you don’t. I don’t know your last name, number, or address. But I do know that you live in LA. I just want to hop up and down in this hotel room singing ‘Na Na Na na neener,’ but that would ruin my bad boy image, wouldn’t it? Anyway, you must have broken up because you’re fat and ugly.

I’m sitting here watching the sunrise and I can’t help thinking back to day we spent at the beach. That was one of the best days in my life. Do you ever think back about that time?

Spike

Hitting reply Buffy started to type but an instant message window popped up.

Sxyspike: Pet?
BAS: PIG!!
Sxyspike: Buffy?
BAS: I’m not talking to you
Sxyspike: awe come on, I was just kidding.
BAS: just because you say you were kidding doesn’t make it better
BAS: you called me fat and ugly
Sxyspike: Why don’t you want to meet? I’m in LA you are in LA.
BAS: I’ve told you… why mess with a good thing?
Sxyspike: Just because you think it is good, doesn’t mean it is
BAS: What is that supposed to mean?
Sxyspike: What do you think I meant?
BAS: You don’t think it is good?
Sxyspike: Why do you think I want you to come visit me? I miss you
BAS: Spike…
Sxyspike: It seems like a waste to be all the way out here, knowing you are somewhere near and not visit

Buffy stared at the screen for a couple minutes.

Sxyspike: Buffy?
BAS: Yeah?
Sxyspike: Please?
BAS: I’m sorry
Sxyspike: Don’t I’m sorry me. I want to see you!
BAS: I can’t
Sxyspike: Why?
BAS: Dawn.
Sxyspike: Is 17 yrs old and can take care of her self for a couple hours. PLEASE?
BAS: How long are you in town?
Sxyspike: Until Friday
BAS: OK
Sxyspike: What’s the verdict?
BAS: Can you give me some time?
Sxyspike:  You just made me the happiest man in LA
BAS: I got to go, Dawn and Conner are in the living room and it’s too quiet
Sxyspike: Buffy?
BAS: Yes?
Sxyspike: Thank you, you won’t regret it
BAS: I haven’t agreed to anything yet, bleach boy
Sxyspike: No but you’ve given me a crumb. The biggest you’ve given me since that day at the beach.
BAS: Bye, Spike
Sxyspike: Bye, luv
BAS: Why do you insist using that name?
Sxyspike: Because I knew it would make you keep talking
BAS: Pig
Sxyspike: It worked, didn’t it?
BAS: BYE!

Buffy clicked off the Internet connection. She shook her head, that man was insufferable.

April 1998
It was the last day of Spring Break. They both knew it and both didn’t mention it. Currently, they were sitting on the beach, wrapped in each-others arms watching the sunset in the west. “OK, How about your email?”

“Spike!” Buffy whined.

“You have to give me something, pet! Please.” Spike ran his fingers up her arm.

“Spike, I told you…”

“How can I prove that I’m not like the other blokes?” His hand tightened around her elbow.

“Spike, please… just enjoy the time we have left.”

“Please Buffy, your email… that’s all I am asking for.”

“Spike…”

“I’ve shared more with you than I ever had with anyone! Not even my own mum knows half the stuff I’ve told you. Please don’t just throw it way.” His plea hit Buffy straight in the chest, smack dab in the center of her heart.

“Spike,” her appeal was cut short with his mouth descending on hers. Her tongue flicked out to meet his. Over the past three days the two got quite comfortable and good at this. Spike’s hands roamed around to her back, pressing her body closer to his as the kissing deepened.

“Buffy,” he whispered in her hair. His hands found the hem of her shirt and lifted it up a little. In search for more contact, Buffy’s arms wound around Spike’s neck and played with the soft hairs on the back of his head. “Buffy,” his plea was heard by her and her alone. Giving in, Buffy moved her own hands to her back and undid her bra. Instantly, Spike’s hands were cupping and teasing her breasts as they kissed. For the past couple days, every night the two got a little more intimate with their sessions. “Please.” She knew he was begging for more than just touching her.

“Oh, Spike,” Buffy’s hands made their way under his shirt, touching his abs. “I want you.” Spike broke away from kissing her when she said it. Looking directly in his eyes she said “B A S at Hotmail dot com.” With the omission of her email Spike went back to kissing her senseless. Her fingers made their way down to the top of his jeans, playing with the fabric near the button.

“Oh my god, pet. Please touch me!” With his permission she undid the button and zipper. Delving in, Buffy realize he wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“Commando?” Buffy giggled as Spikes hands ran under her shirt and played with her erect nipples. Looking around long enough to realize the sun dipped below the horizon and anyone around them wouldn’t notice, she grabbed his hard cock and freed it from its confines. “Oh my god!” She breathed as she watched him lengthen further in her hand. “How big are you?” She looked up into his dancing eyes.

“Never took a measuring tape to it, pet.” She sighed and looked back down. She squeezed it gently and watched a drop of pre cum collect at the tip of his long hard as steel cock. “Oh God! Buffy! You feel so good.” His face dipped down and suckled on her tit through her shirt.

“So soft!” Her fingers wound there way around him. Pushing down his pants, Buffy’s hands stroked him up and down.

“I bloody well hope not! Or we are in trouble.”

“Not like that, silly! It’s so velvety and it looks good enough to eat.” Licking her lips her head bobbed down to his groin. Her mouth engulfed his tip. Her tongue encircled his slit, lapping up the moisture collecting there.

“Oh bloody hell. Oh yeah,” his hand rested on her head, holding it but not pushing. He wanted to thrust so badly, but tried to refrain. Her tongue swirled around the head again, carefully flicking below the head. She brought her hand to his groin and cupped his balls. She lifted her head a little and then slid it back down slowly. Her index finger moved between his ball sacs and lightly touched the skin behind them. “You’re killing me.” Smiling around his cock, Buffy flicked her tongue around and touched the skin close to his anus, driving his lust further. She bobbed her head again, taking in more of his long cock. Her other hand came around and grabbed his base, stroking up towards her mouth and then back. She developed a pattern with her mouth and two hands, bobbing, squeezing, and probing. “I’m coming, luv. Please… I’m coming!”

Grinning, she probed her finger further into his anus and took his cock in further into her mouth. With the combined sensations, Spike roared to his climax. Licking up all his spendings, Buffy let go of his softening cock. She licked her lips and grinned at Spike, “Mm, delicious.”

“You little minx!” Spike looked at her. Her hair was wild, eyes wild open, and licking her lips. “Let’s get out of here.” Tucking himself in and helping her redo her bra, they headed off the beach.


Present

Spike sat in the hotel looking at his laptop with a silly grin on his face. She was here! He knew it! Where else would Cordelia help her relocate? Buffy logged off to quickly for him to continue to taunt her, but he knew that she was breaking. Her resolve was breaking, after five fucking years he finally was getting through to her. Clapping his hands together, Spike was ready for her. Taking the rest of the personnel files out, he continued his perusal of them. Every couple minutes he would look at the computer, waiting for her to log in again, but she didn’t.

April 1998

They dragged themselves to Spike’s hotel room. Somehow through the kisses and the groping they made their way from the beach to his room. Hearing the click of the door, Buffy launched herself into his arms. She pinned him against the wall and practically climbed up his body. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she could feel his erection. “Don’t get tired, do you?”

“Not when it comes to you, Buffy.” He whispered her name just like her knew she liked.

“That drives me crazy, the way you say my name.” Her kisses got more and more passionate.

“I know,” he carried her towards the bed. “Buffy, Buffy, Buffy.” His legs hit the side of the bed and he pushed her legs down. Kneeling on the bed, Buffy watched Spike as he took off his shirt.

“Beautiful!” Her voice was filled with wonder and awe.

Smirking he said, “Don’t you mean handsome?”

“Uh huh.” She was memorized with his naked chest. Coming forward he lifted her shirt up and off. He reached behind her and unlatched the bra.

Looking at her chest, “Now that is beautiful.” She reached for his pants, but he held her hands at bay. “Let me, pet.” He helped her lay down on the bed and unbuttoned her own pants. Sliding them down, he took in every inch of her tanned skin. Spike lay on top of her and ran kisses from her head to her belly, not missing one iota piece of her skin. Her breathing was ragged as he continued his journey down. He lifted her knees over his shoulder and looked down at her pussy. Her labia lips were swollen with want and need and he could see her core was glistening with desire. “Soon, Buffy.” Tearing his eyes away, he bent down and started a trail of kisses and nibbled down the inside of the thigh down to her toes. She watched him with heavy lids as he took on toe in his mouth, sucking sensually on it. Bucking up, Buffy screamed as a mini orgasm shot through her.

“Oh my god!” Her fingers dug on the bedspread as Spike continued to kiss and lick every single toe. He moved to the other foot and paid equal attention to her toes and foot. Buffy’s hips were mindlessly jerking up and down at the sensation. Moving his way up towards her center, Spike stared into her eyes. His fingers found her wet core before his mouth made it all the way up and started to circle the outside. Moaning, Buffy bucked up again.

“Tsk, tsk. None of that.” Spike took both his hands and held Buffy’s hips at bay. His tongue snaked out and licked her bottom to top. Her body, ready for him, begged him, shook with want as he took his time. Straightening his tongue, Spike flicked it against her clit, sending Buffy over on a very big orgasm. Smiling to himself, Spike couldn’t believe that she went over with the barest touch of his tongue. He delved down her snatch and started to lick her juices up. Carefully, he opened her pussy up and licked inside, sending her on another orgasm.





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