Chapter 10 Guess Who’s coming…to dinner
Spike got home from the airport via a cab, and let himself in. He immediately felt lonely and despite a mountain of mail – he didn’t want to do anything, except phone Buffy. She lived nearer the airport than him, so she should be home by now…he dialled her number and got the busy tone. He’d try again later. He took his suit out of his bag and put it away, put the rest of his laundry in the washer and put the kettle on. He tried Buffy’s number again and it rang out…and then he got the message – ‘Hi, I’m not available at the moment, but you know the drill – bye!”
“Um, hi babe, it’s me, just checking you got ho-“
“SPIKE!” Buffy sounded out of breath!
“Hey babe!” She could tell he was smiling.
“Sorry, I just went down to the basement put my laundry in…Willow rang me as soon as I opened the door!”
Spike chuckled
“Yeah, I put my suit away, put a load in the washer and thought I’d check you got home okay”
“Fine. – Thanks for letting me have the limo from the airport!” Buffy said
“Well, we were entitled to it, Club First class!” Spike said
“I know, but you paid for it, you should have had it!”
“Doesn’t bother me pet cab did me fine – I’ve been in enough of ‘em when I was with the band…besides, I don’t think you’d get a limo up my road…!”
“Have you seen the ratings for show we did?” Buffy asked grinning
“No – any good?”
“Willow said that Tara and co were over the moon! We pulled 38 million! – Usually mid week he peaks at around 25-26 million” Buffy sounded so excited, she continued
“They loved what you did first, and me saying I didn’t like you – and the fact that we gave nothing away!”
“Well the threat of the sack normally does that to people, gets them to conform!” There was a silence between them, and then they both spoke together..
“I was wondering if –“
“Spike how would you – “
“Sorry!” They said together, then,
“You first!” in unison again!
“No you – Buffy said
“Well…I know we only just left each other but…fancy dinner tonight?”
“Oh, go out you mean?”
“Yeah”
“Well the thing is –“
“No, look, I’m sorry, you’re probably sick of the sight of me and-“
“SPIKE – listen, I was going to say Willow’s coming over would you like to come to dinner here”
“But don’t you want a girly night in with Red?”
“I’d um…I’d rather spend it with you” Buffy said quietly, wondering if she should have said it
“Really – Well that would be great, coz there’s nobody else I’d rather be with” Spike said grinning and Buffy smiled – she knew he felt like she did.
“What time shall I come over?”
“Bout 7 –ish?”
“Great…shall I bring anything – wine or beer?”
“You can bring us a bottle of nice white, something home-grown” Buffy said
“Will do; see you at 7 then kitten – bye!”
“Bye!” they were both grinning like Cheshire cats when they put their phones down!
ooOOoo
“Here you go…bloke in the store said it was very nice” Spike handed Buffy a bottle of Californian Chardonnay. He continued, taking a small box out of his coat,
“And I got these to go with the coffee – I know you like chocolate mints”
“Great – Oh! I’ve got it’s twin brother already chilling in the fridge – you do like chicken, don’t you?”
“Love it babe…is Red here yet?”
“Oh, she um…she had to cry off – headache. Well migraine she said, she gets them from time to time” (Like when I want to be alone with somebody special!) Buffy thought
“Oh shame!” (Spike was thinking good old Red, that was diplomatic!)
“You sit yourself down, I’ll pour us a glass of the chilled stuff and we can watch us on the Wavecrest show if you like, I Tivo’ed it”
ooOOoo
“That was by far the best chicken I have ever eaten!” Spike said dabbing his mouth on a napkin
Buffy smiled and rose from the table and took their empty plates, he wasn’t joking, he’d had a big portion and seconds!
“I hope you’ve left room for dessert”
“Which is?” Spike said
Buffy went out into the kitchen, Spike heard the compressor of the fridge stop, then the door close and resume. Buffy stood at the archway to the lounge with a pint tub of ice cream and one spoon
“Ice cream…come on…will you bring the wine and my glass please?” Spike scooped up their glasses between his fingers and grabbed the bottle with his other hand, and followed her into the lounge.
They sat on the sofa and Buffy opened the tub. She drew the spoon around the edge where it had started to soften, and offered Spike the first mouthful….
Then spike did the same for her…very soon the show on TV was forgotten and feeding each other mouthfuls of ice cream took priority...
“Open wide…quick it’s going to – oh. Oh dear…will it stain, do you think?” Spike asked looking at the dripped raspberry sauce on the front of her low cut blouse………
“Don’t know…but I don’t want to be sticky so I’ll just…”
Spike swallowed hard and she slowly began to undo the buttons. She took off the blouse and unceremoniously dumped it behind the sofa. She then looked down at her breasts and said
“Oh look…shame to waste it” The wine had made her bold and she raised her chest a little towards Spike, who didn’t need a second invitation
He licked the drip of sauce from between her breasts. His tongue was cold and sent delicious little shivers all through her – she let out an ‘ahh’ when Spike said he better make sure that none and dripped any where else and proceeded to nuzzle, nibble and gently bite at her neck and breasts, then he suckled and pert nipple into his mouth making Buffy catch her breath and hold his head to her
Uncomfortable the way he was sitting, he was sporting a boner like an iron bar and it was being strangled.
“How about if we lay down and – Buffy?” Buffy stood reached for his hand and lead him up the stairs…she stopped outside her bedroom door and whispered
“Tell me you want this, you want me”
“Oh Gods Buffy, you have no idea how much I want you – wanted you from the second I set eyes on you…feel what you do to me…” he placed her hand on his considerable erection and Buffy squeezed it through his pants
Spike devoured her mouth with a red hot kiss and Buffy felt for the door-knob and walked them into the bedroom
Tearing at clothes they were quickly naked. Buffy stood between Spike’s legs – her skin was so soft, and smelt lovely, he nuzzled his cheek against her belly and closed his eyes. Then he twirled his tongue around her navel and rubbed his nose in the neat little triangle of soft blonde neatly trimmed curls. He could feel her shaking and moved so she could lie down on the bed. She centred herself and Spike knelt at the bottom of the bed and raised her foot and put it on his shoulder…he crawled up the bed, Buffy’s leg still draped over his back, and he dropped his head and licked her sex from bottom to top. Buffy arched her back giving out a small cry. With his thumb he pressed against her clit and began to circle it slowly, moisture began to seep out of her and Spike lapped and sucked, then probed deep inside her with his long talented tongue.
Buffy couldn’t catch her breath, she’d never experienced anything like this before, her hips bounced and when Spike introduced and finger inside her she nearly humped him off the bed
“Hmmhmmm – you like that kitten huh?” He slowly eased his finger in and out of her then twirled his tongue back and forth very quickly over her nubbin. Buffy’s head was whipping from side to side, she knew something big was going to happen, her body felt hot and she felt tingles and chills and floaty and she didn’t know what else – everything seemed to concentrate down to her sex, her hips churned, she wanted to press his face hard into her, she pressed down with her hips and just begged for more – happy to oblige Spike inserted another finger and went wild with his tongue over her clit – Buffy bucked and writhed crying out
“Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod………oh, oh…oh harder…….don’t stop…oh gods don’t stop!” Spike had no intention of stopping – she was making the sexiest of moans in her throat that was turning him on something crazy – her hips churned faster and suddenly she pushed down hard and held herself rigid so his fingers were trapped deep inside her, he felt her velvet walls squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing, she was letting out one long continuous moan and then she relaxed, collapsing her hips on the bed. She was panting for breath, never having experienced an orgasm like it before.
“Oh god that was…wow” Spike withdrew his fingers, sucking them into his own mouth
Buffy reached for his sizable erection, and Spike took a sharp intake of breath. Instinctively she began to pump her hand up and down. She rubber her thumb over the weeping tip to spread the pre-come that leaked out of it
Now Spike wasn’t new to this game like Buffy was, but he knew if she kept up with that hot little grip of hers for much longer…
“Babe I don’t want to be a kill-joy, but what you’re doing…”
“Oh god, am I getting it wrong?” She immediately withdrew her hand and looked sick with worry
“Oh gods no babe, just the opposite, you’ve got it spot on, too good, you’ll have me come in a minute doing that!” Spike grinned at her and Buffy coloured up with relief and a little embarrassment, which was silly!
Spike kissed her again, she could taste herself on him and thought it would be off-putting but it strangely wasn’t.
She knew what she wanted and as Spike nuzzled her neck he leant on one arm and put himself at her hot little entrance
“Ready for this babe?” Buffy nodded and Spike leaned down on his other arm and thrust himself forward, slowly
“Oh God babe…oh god you feel SOOOOOOOOOOOO good!” he shivered and Buffy arched her back
He was right it did feel good; she could feel herself being stretched more than she’d ever been before and Spike stopped, with drew a little and then began to push up again. He did this a few times, Buffy tried to raise her hips in time with his thrusts, she was doing a great job too…soon he was inside her to the hilt, they lay there panting, Spike could feel her inner muscles squeezing him. He slipped his arms under her one leg, then the other and withdrew and quickly slid home again
“Oh yes!” Buffy cried out
Spike began a steady rhythm and snapped his hips up when fully seated to crush her clit between her lips and his pubic bone sending shock-waves of pleasure all through her body
Buffy’s nails raked lightly down his back and Spike upped the pace a little
“Oh yes, oh god yes, more, harder…yeah faster!” Buffy clutched his biceps, her nails digging little crescent shapes into them and Spike upped the pace, slamming into her harder and faster as she wanted
He knew he wouldn’t last much longer, she was so tight and hot, he slid her right leg up onto his shoulder and reached down to where they were joined he pressed down on her clit and Buffy felt like she’d short-circuited, her sweet velvet walls began to clench him tight and she felt Spike swell to enormous proportions……
“Oh god Bufffyyyyyyyyyy……ahhhhhh, ahhhhhhhh, uuuh, uhhhhhhh……...uhhhhhh!” When Buffy had stopped crying out too, he collapsed between her thighs, his head by hers
“That was incredible – I’ve never come so hard in my life before!” Spike said honestly
Buffy smoothed his hair back and leaned in and kissed him
“Me neither! I mean…it was my first time with…with somebody, I bet you could tell but –“
“Babe you were just perfect” Spike said. Suddenly a voice cut through the air and they both looked at the bedroom door
“Yes, BABE – you acted like a real PRO from him there – you deserve all that you catch from him you filthy little scum-bag BITCH!” Angel looked disgusted
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU…GET OUT” Horrified Spike leapt from the bed and Buffy tried to cover herself up with a sheet
“GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!” Buffy shrieked holding the sheet to her chest
“Oh don’t worry, I’m going – I bought you these to welcome you home…should’ve saved my money!” Angel threw the bouquet he’d bought at the chair by her dressing table and turned to go
“Oh no you don’t mate – you don’t think that you can come waltzing in here when ever you fucking feel like it – you have got to get it into that stupid, thick, overhang skull of yours – I SAID COME HERE! – that Buffy wants NOTHING – got that, that’s NOTHING to do with you” Spike pulled a retreating Angel back by his collar and swung him around continuing,
“And if you ever EVER come here again, and I’ll have you arrested, if I don’t kill you first - okay now GET OUT before I forget who I am and punch your fucking lights out!”
Spike was beyond angry – he was red and furious and spitting. Angel left, and Spike kicked the bedroom door shut, else he’d have followed Angel and kicked him down the stairs. Buffy began to cry.
Spike, still naked, sat next to her and cuddled her up, kissing the top of her head that she leant against his shoulder
“He ruined that beautiful thing we just did!” Buffy whispered between sobs
“Forget that prick love………he’s history”
ooOOoo
Angel left actually smiling, thinking – ‘she won’t be with you for long, you’re history!’
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