Chapter 1
“Come on, Will. A young man only turns eighteen once.”
He rolled his eyes. “I’m not interested and I told you, it’s Spike now.”
Xander Harris cringed at the nickname his best friend came up with. “I still don’t get the whole point of that. Did you just change your image and name, so your old man wouldn’t pick on you anymore?”
Spike glared at him. “He has nothing to do with this, I was just sick of being William. It was time for a change, anyway. Are you saying you don’t like my new look?”
Xander shrugged. “It’s okay, if you’re into that sort of thing.” A smile lit up his face. “It would look even better at the strip club.”
“For the millionth bloody time, I’m not going. I told you, Harris. I didn’t want to celebrate my birthday. I’m not exactly the type of bloke to go to strip clubs.”
Xander shook his head. “No, William isn’t the strip club type. Spike is all bad ass; this should be right up your alley. Admit it, doesn’t the idea of having a half-naked woman giving you a lap dance sound appealing? I know it does to me. This could be just what you need to prove that William is gone. And plus, it would piss your dad off.”
Spike grinned, the whole thing sounding much more interesting to him now. Derek Pratt was a prick of a father, always on Spike’s case about every little thing. His mother passed away when he was six-years-old, Derek had been involved with many women who were generally half his age ever since. They had all treated him like crap, but not his dad’s most recent love. His dear stepmother was only twenty-seven, but she was very nice to him. He always wondered what she was doing with a bastard such as Derek, she deserved better. He snapped out of his reverie at the sound of Xander’s voice.
“So, are you in?”
Spike nodded after a moment. “Yeah, I’m in.”
* * * * *
They entered the strip club later that night, both amazed at their new surroundings.
“Man, this place is great. I guarantee this will be one birthday you’ll never forget.”
Spike wasn’t convinced, but followed Xander to a table that had a good view of the stage. Intrigued, he watched the dancers, wondering how they had the guts to do that in front of such a huge audience of perverted men, sometimes women.
Xander couldn’t turn his eyes away. “Check out the brunette, she’s totally looking at me.”
Spike chuckled, knowing that pretty surely wasn’t true. A striking blonde suddenly walked on stage, she was wearing a skimpy bikini as she danced around the pole. He didn’t understand why she looked so familiar to him, but shook that feeling off.
Xander clapped Spike on the back. “You get to choose one of these lovely ladies to give you a private lap dance. It’s my present to you, man.”
Spike gulped as he watched all of the scantily clad women, finding it hard to make such a decision. His eyes landed on the gorgeous blonde that had his attention earlier. Once she moved closer to them, he was able to finally place where he had seen her before. His jaw dropped, along with Xander’s, who just seemed to recognize her as well.
“Holy shit, is that Buffy?”
Spike nodded, not knowing what else to say. His darling stepmother was up there half-naked, dancing provocatively for all the world to see. A thought suddenly occurred to him, followed by a smirk. “I know which one I want.” It looked like he would finally get his revenge.
* * * * *
Buffy headed to one of the back rooms after being told that someone was celebrating their birthday and wanted a private session with her. She always hated this part, but the money was well worth it. When Buffy finally entered the room, she gasped at the sight of the man waiting for her.
“William? Is that you?”
Spike grinned, trying his best not to stutter as he answered her. “Yeah, I have to admit that this is the last place I would have expected to see you. So, is this where you go every night when my father thinks you’re out with friends?”
Buffy paled at that. “Please, don’t tell him. I needed the extra money and this was all I could get. I didn’t feel right about asking your father for it. My sister needs an operation, and my mother has been too ill lately to work. I wanted to help out.”
Spike felt bad for her, not knowing that her family was having a hard time. “I won’t say anything.” He took out a wad of bills from his pocket. “Here, you should have this.”
Buffy was confused. “I haven’t danced for you yet.”
He shook his head. “I wouldn’t really have you do that, Buffy. I came here for all the wrong reasons. I wanted to get back at my father, but I won’t use you for that. You’ve always been really nice to me, more than I deserve.”
Buffy took his hand in hers, closing the money in his fist. “You keep that, give it to me afterwards. I don’t care why you came here, but you are here now. I want you to get what you paid for. It is your birthday, after all.”
He raised his eyebrows, but only nodded.
“I know you two don’t have the best relationship. I tried talking to Derek about it, but he’s a stubborn man. I don’t care how long it takes, but I’ll get him to leave you alone. I promise you that. You’re such a sweet, caring person. I’ve always thought so.” Truth be told, she always thought more than that since she first saw him. He was only sixteen then, but Buffy always found him to be very adorable. Now, she just found him to be sexy as hell.
Spike gulped when she moved closer to him, trailing her fingers over his chest. God, she was beautiful. He always did have a huge crush on her, but feared telling anyone about it.
Buffy straddled his lap, pressing her lips to his and slipping her tongue inside. That wasn’t part of her job, but she couldn’t resist.
Spike took in a breath when she pulled away, knowing that she was bound to feel just how pleased he was by her actions.
Buffy giggled. “Someone’s very excited.” She stood up and started dancing in front of him, thrusting her ass in his face.
Spike had an urge to touch it, but found that it was hard to move at the moment.
The dance lasted for a few minutes, but it wasn’t enough to satisfy either of them.
Buffy glanced down to see his hard on through his pants, realizing that he must be very uncomfortable. She lowered his zipper, gasping in surprise when his cock jutted out. Buffy had no idea he went commando, but was definitely not disappointed. She licked her lips at his impressive size, wanting nothing more than to taste him. Her husband was very displeasing in the romance department lately. She needed something more.
Spike’s eyes rolled back when she touched his penis, this was far more than he ever expected.
“Is that okay?” she wondered.
“God, yes,” he replied, barely able to get that out.
Buffy smiled and kneeled down, gently stroking his cock to feel how smooth it was. She gazed back at him to see the pleasure on his face. “Have you ever been touched here before, William?”
He blushed. “No, only by myself.” Spike really wished he didn’t say that, but was greeted by her warm smile.
“That’s what I figured. Well, there’s a first time for everything.” She stroked him a little longer, rubbing the pre-cum that leaked out of the tip.
“Buffy, please, need your mouth,” he panted.
She was shocked by his statement, noticing that he was getting a bit bolder. Buffy figured the change in his appearance was enough to give him more confidence. She did as he said, leaning closer to him and taking his cock in her mouth.
“Oh, fuck!”
Buffy was pleased by his reaction, taking him all the way down her throat, stroking his balls in the process.
Spike let out a moan, running his fingers through her hair and thrusting further into her mouth, but careful not to choke her. “Love, I won’t be able to last much longer.”
Buffy was turned on even more by the pet name, not feeling that way when her husband used it. She released his cock with a pop, swirling her tongue around the head and lightly using her teeth.
That was enough for Spike to lose control, spurting his cum into her mouth.
Buffy swallowed every drop down, licking her lips once she pulled away. “Very tasty,” she said seductively.
Spike had never been more turned on in his life. “You’re an amazing woman,” he told her truthfully, noticing her cheeks heat up and finding it to be absolutely charming.
She stood up and avoided his gaze. “We should get back out there.”
Spike nodded and handed her the money again.
Buffy shook her head. “I can’t take that, it wouldn’t be right. I’ll just see you at home later.”
Spike was confused as he watched her leave, wondering if she regretted what happened between them. He knew that she was married to his father and nothing was likely to ever change that, but didn’t regret anything for a second. His old man wasn’t good enough for her, and hoped that she would soon realize that. Spike finally met up with Xander outside, a big grin on his friend’s face.
“So, how was it?”
A slow smile formed on Spike’s face as he thought back to what happened. “Bloody amazing.”
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Author's Chapter Notes:
This is something short that came to me out of nowhere, only about two parts. It will involve older Buffy and younger Spike; I’ve always wanted to write that. Thanks to dusty273 and Bekah Leigh for looking over this for me. Happy Thanksgiving to everyone that celebrates it=)