Title: Caught Between Two Lovers
Author: Pattyanne
Feedback: It's what I live for
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Set in early season two. This
is a retelling of Spike and Buffy's first
meeting. For the purposes of the story,
Angel does not exist, and Spike is a
little...different.
Part Thirty One.....
The First Night
~~~~~~~~~~
"We will remember this first night forever
After all the songs fade away
And the stage fades to gray
And we will remember this first night together
We'll recall the things that we said
All the foolish dreams in our head
On the night we met..."
~~~~~~~~~~
He caught her before she could leap out of bed,
and pulled her close.
"Buffy," he said clearly, looking her right in the
eye. "I AM your husband. I made you my wife in
my world, and very soon I'll make you my wife in
YOUR world as well."
The words surprised her, and she forgot her distress.
"Really?" she asked.
Taking hold of her arms, William rolled her over
until he was above her. "Really," he said firmly, his
tone leaving no room for doubt or argument. "Stay
right here."
Buffy watched as he climbed out of bed and fished
something from the inner pocket of his coat. Returning
to her, he sat beside her and held out a small velvet box.
She sat up, pushing her hair out of her eyes and making
sure she was covered by the sheet.
He smiled at this action, but said nothing, waiting for
her to take the box.
Buffy swallowed hard. "What's that?"
"Why don't you open it and find out?"
Taking a deep breath, she picked up the small box
and flipped the catch open, then lifted the lid. When
she saw what the box contained, she took in such a
gasp of surprise that she had a hard time making
herself breathe properly again.
She stared in shock at a diamond solitaire ring,
with a stone bigger than a dime. "Is this for me?"
William chuckled. "Of course it's for you. That's your
engagement ring. Do you like it?"
Buffy was speechless. She'd never even seen a diamond
ring like this one.
"I was going to get a larger stone, but you have such a
little hand," he said. Taking the box away from her, he
extracted the ring, then took her left hand and kissed it.
He tilted her chin up so that he could look into her eyes.
"Buffy," he said quietly. "I love you more than anything in
the entire world. I love you more than I've ever loved anyone
before...and I'll love you forever. I can't exist without you.
Will you marry me?"
~~~~~~~~~~
"I'm searching your eyes
Have I seen you somewhere?
You're filling my thoughts with a strange intrigue
I rivet my glance to your every movement
I got a notion your love's in a whole
different league..."
~~~~~~~~~~
She stared at him for so long that he was beginning
to wonder if she'd heard him. "Sweetheart?"
Tears flooded her eyes, and she blinked hard to hold
them back. "I'll say I will," she whispered and flung
herself into his arms so violently that they toppled over
backwards.
Covering his face with kisses, she felt laughter bubbling
up inside of her. "That's the best proposal I've ever heard."
William smiled. "Exactly how many men have proposed
to you?"
"Just you," she said seriously. "Unless you count Matthew
Bateman, but that was in second grade. He gave me a ring,
too. Not as nice as yours, since it came out of a box of
cereal."
"Hmm," William said, mussing her hair. "Did you accept?"
Buffy sat up, still keeping herself covered by tucking the
sheet under her arms. "Oh, sure. We started making wedding
plans and everything. We saw this video on TV of Princess
Diana's wedding, and we decided that's how ours was going
to be...except bigger."
"So, " He propped his head on his hand and smiled. "Did
he kiss you?"
"He tried to, but I punched him." She shrugged. "That was
pretty much the end of the wedding plans."
Completely enchanted with the story, William sat up and
pulled her into his lap. "What happened?"
"I accidentally broke his nose. His mother was really
mad."
"What did you hit him with?"
"Just my fist," she explained. "But I was pretty strong for
a seven year old...guess it was the beginning of the slayer
thing."
He squeezed her and gave her a kiss. "You know, I've
missed these stories of yours almost as much as your
blushes."
Buffy returned the kiss. "I still have the ring," she said.
"Even though it turned my finger green."
"Well, mine won't turn your finger green, I promise," he
said.
Buffy looked at him like a child on Christmas morning. "Can
I wear it now?"
Turning her on his lap until her back was pressed against
his chest, he picked up her left hand and slid the ring onto
the proper finger. It fit like Cinderella's slipper.
Buffy held it up to the lamplight, fascinated by the sparkle
of the gem as she tilted her hand this way and that.
William wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled the
side of her neck. "There's a wedding band that goes with it,
but if you don't like them you can choose another."
"Are you crazy?" she asked. "I love this, and I know I'll love
the wedding band, too. I wouldn't change them for anything."
She leaned back, reclining in his arms. "Will you wear a ring,
too?" she asked shyly.
He nodded. "Of course I will."
Buffy sighed, pleased with his answer. "My father never wanted
to wear his wedding ring," she said. "He was afraid it would get
caught on something while he was working."
William suspected that there was actually a very different
reason for her father's un-husbandlike manner, but he said
nothing about it.
"I'll take you shopping and let you choose one," he promised.
~~~~~~~~~~
"And this night shall be the first night
And first nights were made for love
I can taste the action in the air tonight
Hearts are pounding as the sparks ignite.."
~~~~~~~~~~
Reaching around in front of her with one hand,
he tugged gently on the sheet until it began to slip.
Buffy let her head tilt back and rest of his shoulder,
thrusting her breasts forward into his waiting palms.
He squeezed them firmly, groaning in her ear and
making her giggle.
Then, slipping his hands beneath them, he lifted them
slightly and pushed them together as his thumbs swept
over her nipples. This action brought a soft whimper of
pleasure from her throat.
"Feel good?" he murmured.
"Uh-huh." Her eyes drifted closed as she focused all
her senses on his touch. His fingers were gentle as he
caressed the hard tips of her breasts, and she could feel
his shaft stiffening against her bottom.
Without even thinking about it, she rubbed herself against
his erection, making him mutter something unintelligible,
and lift his hips slightly.
His tongue swiped over the small scar his bite had left
on her skin.
"Are...are you going to....?" Her voice was husky with her
desire.
"Not tonight," he answered, licking her again. "On our
wedding night, I will."
"Our wedding night," she repeated dreamily.
He nudged her forward until she was stretched out on
her stomach, then moved up and over her, keeping his
weight from resting fully on her. Starting at the
nape of her neck, he licked and kissed every inch of
her skin all the way down to her soft bottom.
Pushing her legs apart, he positioned himself
between them and began tonguing her sex, probing
and licking until she was panting from the onslaught
of pleasure and emotion.
"So sweet," he whispered, drinking in all the precious
dew her body was providing him.
"Please..." she murmured brokenly. "I...I need..."
"I know what you need," he said. "I'm going to give it to you."
Sitting up, he pulled her hips until she was on her knees
in front of him, bracing her hands on the mattress.
William moved his hand down between them and took
hold of himself.
Buffy tensed when she felt him rubbing the head of his
penis against her, anointing it in the warm wetness he
found.
"Relax, baby," he said, positioning himself for penetration.
She waited, consciously trying to do as he requested.
A few seconds ticked by, and she turned her head. "What
are you waiting for?" she asked.
"Just savoring the moment," he said.
"Oh....okay." Not exactly knowing what was expected of her,
she waited another ten seconds. "So," she finally said, "what's
South America like?"
Smiling, he pushed himself slightly inside. "Well....it's hot.."
"Mm-hmm."
A little further in. "And it's moist."
"Really?" Her voice was higher pitched.
"And it's...lush." He was almost completely buried in her.
"Sounds like....like a fun place," she panted.
"Oh, it is. Lots of...fun." His final word was delivered
through a clenched jaw as he slammed all the way in.
~~~~~~~~~~
"And this night shall be remembered
Long after the music's gone
And we'll reminisce on the things we said
And we'll fall in love again.."
~~~~~~~~~~
Taking a firmer hold on her hips, he began to thrust
rhythmically. His eyes were glued to the place where
they were joined so intimately.
The things that he had taught her came back in a rush,
and she started pushing back against him, meeting his
thrusts.
"Yes," he muttered. "That's my girl...harder...come on,
kitten...really hard now....oh, fuck yes..."
Buffy licked lips that were dry from her harsh panting,
then nearly screamed when she felt his fingers moving
around in front of her, searching between her thighs.
"Fuck, yes...there...let me play with it...make you
wetter...hotter...."
Buffy didn't see how she could possibly BE any wetter
and hotter than she already was, but she let him do as
he wanted, not caring as long as he kept pounding into
her and driving her to a whole new level of passion.
~~~~~~~~~~
"In the air I can sense a strong attraction
Emotions run wild, are we on the verge?
We've got a hot line to satisfaction
I've got the answer if you've got the urge.."
~~~~~~~~~~
Without warning, he tumbled to one side, taking her with
him, never breaking their connection.
Stretching himself out beneath her, he cupped his
hands over her breasts, squeezing and massaging
them.
Buffy stared at the ceiling as he continued to slide
in and out of her.
He bent his knees and braced his feet on the bed,
then told her to put her legs outside of his. This opened
her to him even more.
"That's...good..." he grunted, pumping faster. "So tight..so
fucking tight...unh...unh...yeah..."
She was nearly out of her mind with need when she
realized that he had unknowingly placed them in the
position she had dreamed about on the night she had
begun to wonder whether or not he was ever coming back.
"Buffy...baby...mine...mine," he chanted, moving one
hand down and cupping her sex, then spreading his fingers
for his shaft to slide between. "This...is...mine!"
Miraculously, he increased his already thundering pace,
ramming so hard that he lifted her a few inches in the air.
Her body was sending out signals that she was nearly
there...ready for the final touches.
~~~~~~~~~~
"My motor is hot, I'm feeling elation
You came in the night with the right temptation.."
~~~~~~~~~~
Rolling her over again, he laid fully on top of her, pushing
her down into the mattress. His hips nudged her legs
farther apart, and he held himself on his forearms.
"Do you feel me, baby?" he whispered in her ear. "Feel
me inside of you...feel me fucking your sweet little
pussy? Feel my cock sliding in and out of it...fucking
it...fucking you..."
Buffy pressed her cheek against the cool cotton sheet,
her eyes shut tight as she concentrated.
"You gonna come, babe? Gonna come hard? Gonna
do it for me?"
She definitely was, she suddenly realized, feeling the internal
contractions begin.
He felt it, too. "Yeah...tighter...tighter...come on, babe...come
when I do...now...fuck...fuck....yeah..now...ahh...now...NOW!!"
When she clamped down on him, he delivered his final
thrust and emptied his cock into her, flooding her womb,
overflowing until it trickled down her thighs and soaked into
the sheet.
~~~~~~~~~~
"And this night shall be the first night
And first nights are made for love
I can taste the action in the air tonight
Hearts are pounding as the sparks ignite
And this night will be remembered
Long after the music's gone
And we'll reminisce on the things we said
All the crazy dreams running through our heads
And we'll fall in love again.."
~~~~~~~~~~
"Buffy? Honey?"
"Hmmm?"
"You all right?"
"Yep."
"I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"Nope."
He chuckled. "Reduced you to monosyllabic responses,
I see."
"Huh?"
Planting a hard kiss between her shoulder blades, he
rolled off of her and out of bed. "Never mind," he said,
holding out one hand. "Come with me."
Buffy, who had been admiring her ring again, allowed
him to pull her to her feet. He placed his hands on her
shoulders and steered her towards the bathroom.
"But I don't need to go to the bathroom," she said,
digging in her heels.
"That's not why I'm taking you there," he informed
her, pushing her through the bathroom door. "Want
to learn something new?"
Buffy smiled at the familiar words. Since things
always worked out to her advantage when he asked her
that question, she was agreeable.
Once in the bathroom, he released her and opened
the shower door. Turning the handles to start the
water, he adjusted the temperature until he had it where
he wanted it, then looked at her and beckoned her
towards him.
~~~~~~~~~~
"We will remember this first night forever..."
~~~~~~~~~~
TBC
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