Chapter 2
Spike entered his house to notice soft music playing, and candles lit everywhere. He was confused for a moment, until he moved into the dining room and saw the dinner for two prepared. His heart nearly stopped at the implication. It had been over two weeks since Spike found Buffy at the strip club, and she’d managed to avoid him ever since. It was obvious that she prepared a romantic evening for her and his father. After what happened between them, the thought of her with Derek Pratt was enough to make him sick to his stomach. He had to get out of there.
“Hey, you’re here early.”
Spike turned around to find Buffy standing on the stairs, wearing some silky lingerie that left nothing to the imagination. He gulped at the sight of her. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude. I’ll just go somewhere else; give you two some time alone.”
Buffy raised her eyebrows. “Oh, you mean your father? He has some business thing in Los Angeles, so he’ll be gone all weekend. I guess he forgot to tell you.”
Spike was confused now. “If he won’t be coming home, then what is all of this for?” he wondered, motioning to the candles.
Buffy smiled and headed down the stairs, until she was right in front of him. “I did this for us, William. I’ve thought a lot about what happened, and realized that I don’t want it to end like that. I know you probably think that I regretted it, but I don’t. I was just confused and needed to do some thinking, but it’s all clear to me now.” She took a deep breath before continuing. “Derek has been having an affair, I’ve known for a while. I’m sure he’s not in LA on business, but he thinks I’m just a naïve little girl. That I’m just some stupid blonde who would never figure out what he’s been doing. I think this would be the perfect weekend for us to get to know each other better,” she finished, placing her hand on his arm.
Spike shrugged her touch off, taking a step back. “So, that’s what this is? You’ve been burned by my old man, so now you only want me to get back at him? I actually thought you were a better person than that. I’m sorry that he hurt you, but I won’t be your whipping boy.”
Buffy stopped him from walking away. “It’s not like that at all. I care about you, Will. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you these last couple of weeks. Even if I hadn’t found out your father was cheating on me, I would still want you. I know that doesn’t make me a very good person, but I can’t help the way I feel. I already have the divorce papers. I plan on getting him to sign when he comes back, and then I’m moving out. You’re eighteen now, we can finally be together.”
Spike could tell that she was sincere, but had to be sure. “Where would you go?”
“I’ll be staying with a friend, until I can find my own place. I’m not going to pressure you into anything. I know you’re young and would probably rather be with someone your own age. I don’t have much to offer…”
Spike cut her off by smashing his lips to hers, pulling away when they both needed to breathe. “Do you have any idea how much I want you? You’re all I can bloody think about.”
She smiled in relief. “I think I can feel how much you want me. Let’s go upstairs.”
Spike let her lead him away, excited at the thought of being with her in every way possible, but didn’t find the idea of making love to her in the bed she shared with his father to be very appealing. He was very relieved when she pulled him into his room instead, closing the door behind them.
Buffy released his hand, moving over to his bed and turning around to stare at him. She lifted her nightie over her head and slowly dropped it to the floor, revealing her very naked body to his gaze.
Spike had never seen anything so beautiful in his life.
“This is your first time, right?”
He felt embarrassed by that, but only nodded.
She nodded as well, smiling at him tenderly. “We’ll go slowly, then.”
Spike gulped for what felt like the millionth time, then headed over to her and captured her lips with his once again.
Buffy moaned into his mouth as she felt him lift her up and gently place her down on the bed. She watched in admiration as he removed his clothing, never before seeing anyone move quite so fast.
Spike rested his body on top of hers, nothing between them. He kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, then finally reached her lips, slipping his tongue inside to massage it with hers.
Buffy gasped for air once he parted.
“I’m not sure of what to do,” he whispered.
“You’re doing fine,” she replied, taking his hand in hers and lowering it to her pussy. “Touch me here.”
Spike was shaking as he cupped her mound, sliding two fingers inside of her to feel how drenched she was for him already.
“God, Spike, more.”
That was the first time his nickname had ever passed her lips, and it fucking turned him on. He slid a third finger inside of her, pumping them in and out of her wetness.
Buffy threw her head back as her orgasm hit.
Spike pulled his fingers out of her, licking them clean of her juices. He never knew just how good that tasted, and realized that he wanted more. Without putting much thought to his actions, he lowered his head and thrust his tongue into her pussy.
Buffy cried out in surprise, not expecting him to do that, but very glad that he did. She grabbed his head and arched her back, taking his tongue further inside of her. “Fuck, don’t stop.”
Spike had no intention of stopping. He planned on eating her out, until she came hard in his mouth. He fucked her with his tongue a few more times, licking up every drop that gushed out of her hole.
Buffy was panting hard once he finished, gazing down at him. “That was amazing, but I need you inside me now. I don’t think I can wait much longer.”
Spike was happy to oblige, moving on top of her and positioning his shaft over her entrance. “I don’t have any condoms.”
She shook her head. “That’s okay; I’ve been on the pill for a while now.”
He was very relieved to hear that. “Would it hurt you?”
Buffy smiled at his innocence, caressing his cheek. “You won’t hurt me.”
Spike nodded and lifted his body up, then plunged his cock all the way inside her pussy.
Buffy gasped at the wonderful invasion, trailing her fingers over his back.
“Are you okay?” he wondered.
She gazed into his eyes. “I’m perfect, you can go faster.”
Spike nodded again, thrusting into her hard and fast. He buried his face against her neck, smothering kisses on her smooth skin. “Fuck, you feel so bloody good. I could stay inside you forever, love.”
Buffy kissed his lips sweetly. “I would let you.”
He was touched and couldn’t place the look she was giving him, but didn’t have much time to think about it.
“God, Spike, fuck me harder. I’m so close, baby.”
Spike couldn’t deny her what she wanted, reaching down to her pussy to flick her clit with his thumb and bring her closer to release.
Buffy cried out as she came, Spike right behind her.
He pulled out of her after a moment, laying beside her and staring up at the ceiling.
Buffy rested her head against his shoulder. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”
Spike had to agree. Not really having anything to compare it to, but knowing it couldn’t possibly get any better than that. “You’re incredible, Buffy.”
She smiled up at him, starting to feel herself drift off. “You got the job done yourself.”
Spike smiled as well, pressing a kiss to the top of her head and wondering what morning would bring. One thought entered his mind before he followed his new love in slumber. My father’s a bloody idiot.
The End
That’s probably not the best ending, but there wasn’t supposed to be much to this. Thanks for reading=)
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