“Buffy?” No response. Spike tried again. “Luv? You awake?” Still nothing. He sighed, and let his hand find her bare stomach, gently stroking the soft skin. Buffy let out a soft moan, before snuggling closer to him and continued to sleep. Rolling his eyes, he let his hand wander a little lower, until he reached what he was looking for. He was just about to sneak his hand inside her black, silky thong, when she spoke.
“Are you kidding me? You can’t possibly be ready again so soon!”
He smirked. “Oh, I’ve been ready since…” Then he frowned. “You’ve been awake the whole time, haven’t you?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Buffy giggled.
“Right.” Spike snorted. “Bloody hilarious you are. Bet you’re getting off on watching me squirm and suffer.”
Her brows went up, and she gave him a devilish grin. “Well, the squirming part sounds kinda interesting. Care to demonstrate?” She giggled again, then became serious. “Last night was…”
Spike interrupted her before she could finish. “Don’t say it was a mistake. Please, don’t tell me you regret what happened.”
She leaned over to place a soft kiss on his lips before sitting up. “Three times, Spike.” He just gave her a blank look, clearly not understanding what she meant, and she rolled her eyes. “That’s how many times we did it last night. Don’t you think I would’ve realized it after the first time, if I thought what we were doing was a mistake?”
Clearly relieved, he couldn’t help but chuckle. “Thank God!”
Buffy gave him an assuring smile. “Seriously, no regrets. What I was going to say was that last night was amazing.”
“That it was.” He reached out and cupped her cheek, looking her deep in the eyes. “You know what?” She shook her head, a questioning look on her face. Then she let out a squeal as he pulled her back down and rolled them over, so that he was on top. “I’ve always wondered what it would be like to make love to you in the morning.”
Buffy tried not to whimper, she was all too aware of his hardening erection, and the affection it had on her. “Spike, please…”
“’Please’ what? As in ‘Spike, please stop’, or as in…?” Spike raised his eyebrows in a suggestive manner, then closed his eyes as she started rubbing her clit against him.
“Don’t you dare stop!” She let out a gasp as he reached for her thong and, after a moment of struggling to pull them down gave up and simply ripped them off. Cringing at the sound of her favorite underwear being torn to shreds, Buffy glared at him in disapproval.
Spike just shrugged. “Buy you a new pair.” He was just about to let his cock slide inside her, when there was a knock on the door, just before he heard a voice outside the bedroom.
“Buffy? You awake?”
He froze in his tracks, staring at Buffy whose eyes widened comically. “Is that…?”
Buffy jumped up, desperately searching for her clothes, and started to panic when she couldn’t find them. Grabbing the sheet from the bed, she wrapped it around her before calling out to the unexpected visitor; “Willow? Is that you?”
There was a pause, then she could hear Willow’s voice again. “Yeah, sorry if I woke you up!”
Cursing to himself, Spike grabbed his pants from the floor and started to pull them on. Buffy gave him an apologetic look before she hurried over to open a crack in the door and peek her head outside. “Will, what happened, is Hannah okay?!”
Willow’s eyes widened when she realized what she’d interrupted. “Oh God, Buffy, I’m so sorry! I didn’t realize you were…” She blushed. “Sorry!”
Buffy rolled her eyes. “Don’t worry about it. But why are you here, I thought you were gonna give Hannah a ride to school today? Is something wrong?”
“I’m sorry, Buffy, but Hannah refused to go. I just didn’t know what to do, so I drove her home.” Willow looked worried.
Buffy sighed. “I see. Where is she now?” Willow gestured towards the stairs. “Okay, I’ll be right there. Do you mind staying with her while I get dressed?”
Willow nodded. “Of course.”
Buffy gave her a grateful look before closing the door with a sigh, and turned to Spike. “We have a problem.”
Spike, now fully dressed, walked up to her. “I heard. What are you gonna do?”
Hurrying over to the closet to find something to put on, Buffy sighed. “I don’t know. I wasn’t prepared for this. I have to be at work in a couple of hours, I can’t let her stay home.”
“And you shouldn’t.” Spike gave her a firm look. “Buffy, she has to go to school. You’re not doing her any favors by letting her stay home; the problems will still be there.”
“I know!” Buffy pulled a green shirt over her head. “But what am I supposed to do, Spike? I hate having to force her to go there against her will.” She swallowed. “I know that most kids hate school, but this is different.”
“Yeah, I know.” Spike pulled her into his arms, kissing the top of her head, and she happily leaned into his touch. Suddenly an idea hit him. “You know, I don’t have anywhere to be today…” Like always, he thought bitterly before dismissing the thought. “How ‘bout I’ll just take her to school and hang around there for the day? Bet the kids won’t do anything to her then.”
Buffy frowned. “You wouldn’t mind?” He shook his head. “I’m sure Hannah would love that, but what about the next time she refuses to go?”
He shrugged. “Let’s worry about that then.” He paused for a moment before he went on; “This can’t go on forever you know, sooner or later you’re gonna have to talk to your ex about this. The ponce might not give a damn about Hannah, but it’s his other kid who is the problem here.”
“It’s not like I haven’t tried.” Buffy pulled back from his embrace with a sigh. “He just won’t listen, and then there’s Cordelia who keeps glaring at me, insinuating that it’s all my fault. I don’t know if I can take anymore of that.”
Spike nodded. “I understand. All right, forget about them now. Why don’t you go tell Hannah that I’ll be taking her to school, while I’ll just take a quick shower? Kind of wish you could join me, but…” He gave her a sad smile, and she couldn’t help but smile back.
“Next time, I promise. Just picture me in there with you, all wet and naked…” She paused, trying not to giggle. “Gotta go, see you downstairs!” With that she left the room, not able to resist looking over her shoulder to catch a glimpse of the disappointed expression on his face.
Spike glared after her, painfully aware of the hardening bulge inside his jeans. “Right. Better make that a cold shower, then.”
TBC
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Author's Chapter Notes:
The problem with starting on a second fic, at least for me, is that you'll get all these ideas and really wanna continue writing on that story. So right now I have some problems with this one. But, luckily, I have the next chapter already finished, and I'm gonna try to start writing chapter 27 today. :)