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Ok so second installment. YAY! I promised _3xy_ that I would post this chapter when my sister posted the chapter of BTV that I was working on. So here it is, I hope you enjoy it and guess what? SPUFFYNESS!! YAY!!
Buffy tried to move but she couldn’t. She found herself transfixed with the bleached blonde in front of her. How could he love her like Dawn said? He was a vampire after all. But somehow, for the first time, she felt herself looking at him in a different light. He had done so much for her and for Dawn, could it be possible for Spike to love without a soul? Buffy almost felt herself drooling as Spike absentmindedly ran his tongue over his lower lip to moisten it. Was she really getting turned on by Spike? God, what was wrong with her? He let go of one of her arms and slowly stroked the side of her face with his hand and Buffy felt herself shiver in pleasure.

“Sorry luv, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He tilted his head to the side, his eyes filling with concern. “You alright pet?” Buffy felt her knees weaken. She was becoming weak for Spike.

“I um...I...” Now she was speechless, great. She could see Spike closing the gap between them, his lips inching closer to hers. She closed her eyes in anticipation and she wasn’t disappointed. As his lips softly touched her own she felt a jolt of electricity shoot straight to her nether regions. She felt his other hand drop from her arm and pull her in closer to him and she could feel his hardness press into her. She wrapped her arms around him as their kiss deepened, dragging her nails over his naked back.

Wait. Naked back? What the hell? Buffy pulled away from Spike and looked down. It wasn’t only his back that was naked. It was his entire body. Buffy gasped, her hands flying up to her mouth. Spike looked down at himself, not the least bit surprised.

“What?” He asked. Buffy’s eyes bulged as she caught sight of his erection, standing tall and proud. Xander’s voice seemed to come out of nowhere but he seemed to say exactly what Buffy was thinking.

“Oh my God. That’s huge.” Spike smirked with pride, wiggling his eyebrows at Buffy. “Put some clothes on. Geeze. There are people here you know.” Spike seemed to completely ignore Xander, his blue steely eyes trained on Buffy.

“See what you do to me, Slayer? See how you make me feel?” He whispered. He didn’t wait for an answer; instead he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her to him. Their lips found each other immediately and Buffy felt herself leaning into Spike, wanting him. God, what was wrong with her? She was lusting after Spike, William the Bloody. A soulless vampire. But for some reason at this moment she didn’t care. Their kiss deepened once more and Buffy closed her eyes again. She felt herself falling backwards before landing on something soft.

Panicked, Buffy stilled and opened her eyes, trying to figure out where she was. It didn’t take her long. She was lying on Spike’s bed, in his crypt. She recognised the sheets, the smell and the tacky way Spike had things piled up everywhere. God, how did she end up here? With Spike kissing her neck oh so softly. Buffy felt like she was melting into a puddle. A big gooey Buffy puddle. He slowly moved down her body now, caressing her with his hands and his lips. Buffy felt her shirt being pulled up before a cool hand gently grasped her breast. Buffy sighed from the touch, wanting more. God how she wanted more. She arched upwards as his lips touched her pert nipple while he pinched the other lightly with his finger and thumb. His hardness pressed into her thigh, letting her feel his true length. Buffy found herself wishing that she was naked so she could feel his flesh on hers.

No sooner she had thought it, her clothes were gone and she was left completely naked underneath Spike. She sighed as she felt his tongue run all over her breast before trailing to the other. He sucked the nipple into his mouth almost greedily and Buffy pressed her head back into the pillow harder, already feeling the intoxicating effect he was having on her in between her loins. Satisfied that her nipples were hard enough, Spike started trailing kisses down her stomach, towards her sex. Buffy whimpered as he grazed his lips just above the small puff of pubic hair she had, the anticipation almost too much to bear. But instead of dipping his head down in between her legs, he began to kiss down her leg, making Buffy squirm even more. He placed light kisses all the way down to her knee before working his way back up again. When he reached her perfectly shaven lips, he once more brushed over them, this time working kisses down the other leg. By the time he reached her other knee, Buffy thought she was going to burst.

He slowly worked his way back up her thigh, slightly spreading her as he came closer to his prize. She heard a sharp intake of breath and a few muttered words which sounded something like “you’re beautiful” before she felt Spike’s tongue slide down her heated slit. Buffy immediately thrust her hips upwards, crying out. Spike slid his tongue down her again and Buffy could swear she could feel him grinning at her reaction. He let his tongue dance in and out of her folds before kissing her nub, sending shivers though her whole body. He then took her nub in his mouth flicking and sucking on it, making her squirm and pant. He slipped a finger into her hole, pushing it in and out slowly, deliberately. Buffy moaned loudly, not caring any more that it was Spike giving her such intense pleasure. She just knew she needed it.

He began to push his finger in and out faster, before slipping in a second to dance inside her.. An intense ball of tension started to build in her stomach and Buffy felt her inner walls start to clench around Spike’s fingers. He must have sensed she was close because he added another finger inside her and curled all three towards her front of her pussy, still pushing them in and out of her. She felt Spike’s lips leave her numb and before she had a chance to protest, he replaced it with his fingers from his free hand, rubbing her nub in tiny, frantic circles. She hardly registered he was talking until she felt his breath on her small puff of pubic hair. His voice was low, rumbling in his British accent and Buffy couldn’t help but feel entranced. His blue eyes were locked on her face, watching, waiting for the reaction he desired so much from her.

“That’s it Buffy. Doesn’t that feel good? Let it go baby, come for me.” She did just that. She came with such intensity Buffy thought she was going to faint from pure pleasure. Her inner muscles quivered and clenched around Spikes fingers for what felt like forever as her hips rocked up and down with no control, riding out one of the most intense orgasms she had ever had. Dream or not. She cried out Spike’s name over and over as her orgasm rolled though her between moans and much needed intake of air. As her bottom came to rest back on the bed, Spike removed his fingers from her. Buffy whimpered, her body slack but willing for more. She felt Spike move up the bed, letting his hardness rest in between her legs. His blue eyes were still hungry, for her.

“Please.” She begged. Spike cocked an eyebrow at her, a small smile playing on his lips.

“Please what?” He drawled, rubbing his length up her slit, his tip pulsing with need.

“Take me.” She whispered. He didn’t wait for a second invitation. In one quick movement he spread her legs wide and pushed the top of his hardness into her. Buffy groaned in delight and Spike growled at her tightness. Buffy bent her knees, opening herself even more to him. She gently pushed her hips upwards, wanting him to be inside her. She was so wet that Spike had no trouble sliding right into her waiting heat, filling her, stretching her. He gave her a moment to adjust herself, distracting himself by playing with her breasts, pinching her pert rosy nipples so they stood erect once more. She really did feel like heaven. He started to move himself inside her, feeling every muscle twitch and quiver around him. Buffy moaned from beneath him and Spike couldn’t help but move faster, pumping feverously, like a man possessed. He could feel himself building, wanting to spill inside her. He stilled suddenly and Buffy looked up at him with surprise.

“Why did you stop?” She was almost breathless at the intensity of his sudden outburst. He didn’t answer; instead he pulled himself out and slammed himself back into her, causing Buffy to squeal in delight. He started pushing slowly, trying his hardest to take his time. Wasn’t easy though, not with her twitching and moaning underneath him like she was.

Buffy couldn’t remember sex being this good, ever. The way Spike was making her feel was amazing. She could feel the sensation of another orgasm building and before she knew it, she was pleading Spike to go faster. Spike knew he couldn’t hold out much longer and when she started clenching her inner muscles around him, hergasps and moans sending him over with her. He jerked on top of her, uncontrollably, spilling into her. Groaning as the last of his orgasm tore though him, he rolled off her and onto the bed beside her.

Buffy let her legs drop heavily to the bed, sated from her latest orgasm. She rolled her head to the side, watching Spike as he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. She was transfixed as he sucked in his cheek bones and poked his tongue slightly out his mouth, softly moistening his lips. He turned his head, his blue eyes locking with hers. He opened his mouth to say something when a crash came from upstairs. Buffy sat up, alarmed, wrapping the blanket around herself. A familiar voice floated down the stairs, making Buffy panic.


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