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Spike pulled back and kissed her lips, and then hopped off the bed and went to his nightstand. He was definitely feeling a new infusion of energy and excitement.



"You have any preference in lube?" he asked as he opened the drawer and searched inside. "Favorite flavor or scent?"



"Um, nope. I've only used unscented." Buffy now wondered why she hadn't tried doing little things like using oil or scented lube in the past. Maybe Cordy had found her sexually unadventurous? Was that why she'd left her? "Spike, I've been good tonight, right?"



He stopped and looked at her, lifting an eyebrow. "Are you joking? You've been... Buffy, you're... absolutely incredible. How is it possible you can doubt that for a minute?"



She smiled, ducked her head and absentmindedly picked at the bed sheet. "Thanks. I just ask because... I wonder if I wasn't good in bed before. Maybe I'm just bad in bed with other women..."



Spike set down a handful of bottles of assorted flavors of lube on the bed for her to choose from. He put two fingers under her chin, tilted her face up and smiled at her. "You are the most passionate, beautiful, funnest girl I've ever gone to bed with. And that's the truth."



Buffy smiled up at him. "I know it doesn't mean a lot coming from me -- 'cause I've only been with one person -- but I've never had as much fun as I'm having with you."



"No, it does mean a lot, luv." Spike cupped her cheek, caressing the side of her face. "Means a whole helluva lot."



They gazed into each other's eyes moments longer. Spike broke eye contact and took a step back and cleared his throat -- he was afraid she'd be able to tell, or that he'd suddenly blurt out, he was falling in love with her. He swept his hand over the bottles of lube on the bed. "Now, what's your pleasure?"



Buffy concentrated on the task at hand. She was feeling all warm and tingly inside from Spike's assurances, the way he'd touched her face, and from looking into his bluer-than-blue eyes. How did he know exactly what she needed -- whether it was a touch or saying the right words -- even before she did? He could give her pleasure like no one ever had, but it was the swoony feelings he caused her to feel that were kind of scary. Buffy felt like she should have little cartoon hearts floating around her head. Hopefully the hearts were invisible to Spike... she didn't want him to suspect she was actually falling for him. Not yet, anyway.



Buffy picked up a watermelon flavored lube and sniffed the cap. "You still have all these different kinds of lube even though you haven't been... active lately?"



"I use it to toss off, too. And that's all I've been usin' it for lately, unfortunately for me. Better than using plain lotion, smells nicer."



Buffy sniffed at more of the bottles. "Hmm, I can't decide. They're all good. Do you have a preference?"



Spike picked up one of the ones she hadn't gotten to yet. "This apple-cinnamon one is brilliant. It's like an apple pie is baking while you're shagging." He waved it under her nose.



Buffy inhaled. "Mmmm, it's yummy! I wouldn't mind putting that on pancakes. Yeah, let's use that one."



He laughed. "I've never tried it on pancakes. Might be good. I s'pose it'd do in a pinch, if you found yourself without any maple syrup in the house." Spike left the apple-cinnamon on the bed and put the rest back in the drawer.



Buffy went on all fours on the mattress, waiting and trembling with anticipation.



Spike could tell by her posture that, though she was obviously keen on experimenting with butt-sex, she was nervous and tense about it, too. He slowly skimmed his hand from the back of her neck, down to the swell of her ass. "I've got an idea." He took a pillow and put it on the middle of the bed. "Why don't we start with you laying on your back with your lovely arse elevated on the pillow."



Buffy went into position without delay. She'd bend her body like a pretzel if that's what Spike thought would be best for maximum pleasure -- No-No List be damned. After all, he'd been right about everything else. She still had to ask, "Wouldn't it be easier the other way, with me on my hands and knees?"



"First I want to get you good an' relaxed while I get you ready," Spike said as he got back on the bed and ran his hands over her thighs. "After all systems are go, then we'll get to the shagging with you on your hands and knees. If that's the way you want it, of course."



Buffy took a deep breath and smiled. "Okay." She parted her legs, bending them at the knees.



Spike moved closer and adjusted the pillow under her butt. He smiled softly to put her more at ease as he stroked up and down her legs with the tips of his fingers, sending sparks of pleasure dancing across her golden skin. He placed a kiss on the tops of both her knees as he got into position between them.











Spike took his time with the scrumptious banquet before him. He started by kissing and licking her entire pussy and down to her ass, giving her another good coating of saliva.



Everything he did to her turned Buffy on more. She thought it was so hot -- the way he wasn't squeamish about diving into her pussy with his tongue even though she was soaking wet from her cum as well as his 'deposits'. And she had to admit that having his tongue circling and then prodding her other hole felt really good too.



"Good so far?" Spike asked, and then went back to wriggling his tongue between her labia. His bright blue eyes were still looking up at her.



"Uh-huh." Buffy closed her eyes, touching and lightly squeezing her breasts. "Ohh God, I love your devil tongue -- I could never get enough of your devil tongue."



Spike chuckled and then gave her clit a flick with his devil tongue. Buffy's thighs twitched and she made a happy cooing sound.



Spike moved his hands over her body as his mouth worked its magic. He caressed, squeezed and stroked her muscles, helping her to relax. He slid a forefinger into her pussy, pumping her slowly with it and getting it covered with her juices. He trailed his wet finger down to her other hole, teasing and circling it before moving back up and repeating the sequence like a slow, sensuous dance.



Buffy was feeling more relaxed. She'd almost forgotten what the original purpose was of her butt being propped up and her naughty bits being wide open to him. The tip of his finger circling and then pushing lightly into her anus reminded her. Her eyes went wide and she tensed up.



"Easy, pet," Spike said soothingly. "We'll take it slow."



Buffy swallowed and nodded. She looked down at him and couldn't help smiling and relaxing a bit. How could she not feel good seeing that gorgeous man passionately going down on her, his face flushed, his eyes bright, his hair charmingly tousled. She put her right hand on the top of his head, softly playing with his hair and trying to make the ends pointier. "I'm giving you horns to go with your devil tongue."



They giggled.



Spike tilted his head up to rub the side of his face against her hand. "Do what you like, luv. You could shave all my hair off while I'm doin' this and I wouldn't complain."



Buffy knew he was getting down to business a minute later. She could smell the apple-cinnamon lube strongly and she took a deep breath to relax and just enjoy the wonderful aroma. Spike encouraged her to keep her legs open wide and pulled her hips toward him a bit more, so that her ass was more easily accessible. And then his lubed finger was back at her pucker, massaging and prodding gently. She gasped when his finger pushed into her tight passage.



"Relax, Buffy," Spike whispered. He moved his finger in and out of her hole, going slow and easy, as promised.



Buffy bit her lip and winced as he finger-fucked her. It didn't really hurt all that much, the wincing was mostly due to her thinking, 'Okay, that feels weird and hurts a little -- if that's what just a *finger* feels like... how much will it hurt when he puts his huge cock in there?' Buffy was still willing to try it, even if it turned out she didn't like it and had to ask him to stop before the finale. She knew that Spike was excited about getting to fuck her ass, and that made her excited about it too. She didn't want to disappoint him any more than he wanted to disappoint her, but she knew he'd understand if she needed to quit. If she did have to ask him to stop, she planned on giving him an extra thorough blowjob to try and make it up to him.



Spike's tongue fluttered over her pussy like a naughty hummingbird, and then he'd lick and suck at her like he was starving and she was his only sustenance, and then he'd go back to the featherlike licks, all the while, his finger kept up the gentle assault on her virgin hole.



"Ohhh--Mmmmm!" Buffy hummed. The way he was slathering his tongue all over and sucking on her pussy was helping her begin to adjust to and enjoy the finger fucking into her. He must have known that would help. Professor Spike the sex genius strikes again!



Over the next few minutes, Spike's hands and mouth brought about a few more mini-orgasms in Buffy's body. She could feel her ass being gently stretched by one, and then two of his fingers. It felt weird, but not bad at all. She wondered if Spike would let her fuck him with a strap-on sometime, so he would find out firsthand what things were like from the 'bugeree's' perspective. That image made her giggle. He would probably make a Spike-shaped hole in the wall in his haste to run away if she even suggested that. Though with her luck (and God's apparent fondness for irony), Spike would discover he loved being fucked in the ass and would determine that he was actually gay. So... maybe it was best if she never suggested the strap-on idea, just in case.



Spike looked up at her, raising an eyebrow and his lips twitching into a smile. "Somethin' funny?"



She bit her lip, and shook her head no. She kept her thoughts to herself, not wanting any Spike-shaped holes in the wall or ironic sexual orientation reversals. "Just tickles a little. Feels good though."



Spike smiled wider and rose to his knees. "Okay, we're ready. We can do this a few different ways, you can pick which one you like best. I want you to be comfortable, luv."



Buffy could see he was ready too -- his dick was standing proudly out from his body. She took Spike's hand and let him help her up to her knees. Her heart was beating wildly in excitement (along with the bit of anxiety that goes along with being a butt-sex virgin).



They scooted closer to each other on their knees, and then shared a steamy kiss. It wasn't the first time Buffy had tasted herself on a lover's lips, but she thought her juices had never tasted sweeter than when combined with Spike's mouth and his own unique flavor. There was also the delicious apple-cinnamon taste on his mouth, like he'd been eating a piece of warm apple pie. Her lust for him grew once again, overriding her nervousness.



Buffy's fingers wrapped around his hard cock, she used her other hand to push his shoulder lightly, urging him to sit back on his heels. Spike gave her an amused but questioning look as he rested on his heels, he didn't know what she wanted, but he was putty in her hands -- whatever she wanted of him, he'd willingly and happily do.



"Tell me the positions we can do it in while I'm busy down here," Buffy said with an impish smile. Then she bent down and took his cockhead into her mouth. She just had to have another taste of his delicious prick before they proceeded.



"Ohh God," Spike moaned, hanging his head back. "Ahhh... okay... let me think." He gave himself a mental slap to keep his mind working. It wasn't easy to think with her hot, heavenly mouth sliding up and down his hard shaft. "We can do it like we did doggie-style, with you on your hands and knees."



"Mmmhmmm," Buffy hummed around his cock.



"Uhhh! God, you're really good at that, pet!" He swallowed. "Or, uh, with me on my back and you sitting on me, facing front or backwards." Spike breathed raggedly, putting his left hand on the back of her head and tangling in her hair as she bobbed up and down on his dick. "Or with you on your back and your ass propped up on the pillow like it was a minute ago. There are ones that involve standing too, but I don't think I 'ave enough strength for those right now. If you want me to last long enough to get to the main event, you'd better stop blowing me."



Buffy gave him a few more good, hard sucks before taking her mouth from his cock. She wiped her lips with the back of her hand and smiled. "Mmmm, sorry, I got carried away. You just taste so good. Let's try it with me on my hands and knees -- the 'classic' buggering position."



They chuckled.



"You want to face the mirror again?" Spike asked.



"Oh yeah, I liked that a lot. Or maybe we can be turned to the side? So I can see you doin' your thang back there."



"However you like, luv."











Buffy went up on her hands and knees on the bed, making sure she was lined up with the mirror. Then Spike moved behind her. They smiled at each other in the mirror.



"Ready, pet?" Spike asked.



"Yep. Ready," Buffy replied, and then licked her lips nervously.



Spike smoothed his hands over her back. "You can change your mind and -- pardon the pun -- back out at any time, y'know that right, Buffy? I don't want you doin' anything you're not keen on. If you're too nervous..."



She took a breath and shook her head no. "I want to see what it's like; I want to do it. I'll tell you to stop if I change my mind."



Spike made sure her ass and his dick were all lubed up and slick. They might not have even needed the bottled lubricant since her pussy was deliciously sloppy with their spendings and his saliva. He could have just used their natural juices to pave the way for his cock in her ass. Even though more lube wasn't required, he still used the head of his cock to spread the wetness from her pussy upwards to her ass, just because it was more sensual to use their own fluids too and he knew it would help Buffy relax again.



Buffy moaned and wriggled as his cockhead rubbed and pushed against her hole. The lube and preparing helped him slide easily into her, though it was still a tight fit.



"Oh!" Buffy tensed and gasped as the tip of his cock popped through the ring of muscle. Her eyes bugged, she bit her lip and tensed.



Her sphincter muscles tried ejecting his cock, but Spike had expected that and made sure to push gently against the resistance. It felt so good to him already, he had the urge to just bury his cock in her ass to the root in one hard shove, though he wouldn't do that, of course.



Spike stopped with only a couple inches inside of her to give her time to adjust. He ran his hands over her hips, cheeks and lower back, rubbing and massaging.



"Ohh, that feels weird," Buffy laughed anxiously.



"Bad weird or good weird?"



"I don't know yet... keep going. Just go slow."



Spike nodded, knowing she could see him in the mirror. He reached around to gently rub her clit as he slowly pushed deeper into her. He started fucking her ass with slow, shallow strokes. He continued playing with her clit while he slid in and out of her virgin hole.



Spike went deeper and deeper until his balls were pressed against her body. He had to stop and a shudder ran through his body at the pleasure of being fully inside Buffy. After a few deep breaths, Spike began moving his hips again. He'd pull back until just the head of his cock was left inside, and then move forward, sinking in all the way once again -- fucking her in long, unhurried strokes.



Buffy did her best to stay relaxed and just let the sensations wash over and through her. She closed her eyes and examined what she was feeling. The fullness and minor burning sensation in her ass caused twinges of pain that made her gasp quietly. But there was also the pleasure of his cock going deep inside her, the feeling of his balls pressing tightly against her pussylips on the inward strokes, and his deft fingers rubbing and teasing her clit -- those feelings caused her to gasp with delight.



Buffy realized her hips were now moving with no conscious thought; moving faintly up and down along with Spike's strokes. Her body had obviously acclimated to his invading cock, and wanted him embedded inside her. She let her body have its way and gave herself over to pleasure. She was relaxing and getting more into it. Her eyes had gone back to being hooded with desire and she moaned wantonly at each thrust.



Spike could see the change in her face in the mirror, he also felt her muscles relaxing around him and noticed the motion of her hips. "Is it feeling better, pet?"



"Uh-huh. Still feels strange -- Ahhh -- but it's starting to feel really good too. Just, um, don't fuck me too hard, okay?" She was liking it, but she was still worried about him pounding hard into such a delicate part of her body.



He smiled reassuringly and put both hands back on her hips. "I won't be too rough, promise. Not unless you ask me to."



She didn't foresee that happening, but nodded. "How does it feel to -- Ohhh -- you?"



"So bloody good," Spike moaned, his eyelids fluttering. "I've got that 'Your Body Is A Wonderland' song goin' through my head right now." He thought he could cum from the tightness of her ass alone.



"Mmmm, good song."



Buffy remembered a passage from Pam Anderson’s book (no, she wasn’t proud of the fact she’d read it, but she did read it) about anal sex. She used the squeezing of the ass muscles technique that was supposed to increase your partner's pleasure. The way Spike groaned and grasped her hips tighter let her know it was having the desired effect.



Spike worked his cock in and out of her tight passage with more speed as his hands kneaded her cheeks. "God, Buffy, you're fantastic," he moaned. "Uhhh--Fuck yeah!" Because it was something he usually did while butt-fucking, he smacked her left ass cheek.



She gasped and tensed up again for a moment.



Spike stopped, silently cursing himself for spanking her. She'd said at the beginning that she didn't want any hitting. "I-I'm sorry, pet. I won't do it again -- just got... carried away. Please tell me I didn't ruin it..."



Buffy turned her head to look at him. "It's okay. I... liked it." She hadn't expected to like spanking, but a naughty thrill had shot through her when his hand had come down on her skin. She better understood what he'd said about a little pain increasing pleasure. She'd enjoyed that fleeting stinging sensation.



"You did?" Spike asked hopefully.



"Yeah, I did." She smiled and bumped her butt against his thighs. "Don't go crazy with the spanking, but the way you did it felt good. You can do it again."



Spike grinned. "You are so... neat." He sighed dreamily at Buffy's fabulousness and what a lucky bloke he was to touch such a golden beauty, if only even for one night.



"Right back at ya, baby." Buffy winked and turned her head to face front again.



Spike started thrusting again slowly, building back up to the pace he'd been going at before. He added a swat to Buffy's shapely, bouncing behind every few strokes. They were both grunting and gasping with pleasure as the tempo increased and they quickly approached their peaks.



"Ohhh--Yeah! Spank my ass! Fuck it! Uhhh Yeah!" Buffy whipped her head up and down. "Make me cum! Spike, I'm going to -- Ohhh!"



"Cum for me, pet!" Spike panted as he reached around to diddle her clit to help send her over the edge.



"Yes! Yes! Yes! Ohhh God!" Buffy squealed as she came again, bucking between his hand and pelvis. Her body shook and fireworks went off in her mind, but she didn't 'check out' this time. And she was glad for that, because she got to enjoy Spike cumming a few moments after she did. She watched him in the mirror as her body quaked with pleasure.



"Unngh--Fuck! Buffy!" Spike couldn't have held back if he'd wanted to. Her muscles rippled around and squeezed his cock, making him cum violently. His eyes widened as he drove forward, burying his dick in her ass, and spurt after spurt fired deep inside her, flooding her contracting channel with cum.



Buffy shuddered with renewed force at the feeling of his cock pumping jizz into her ass. It was an odd sensation, but it turned her on and made her own orgasm more intense. She loved feeling his cock exploding and hosing down her insides -- whether it was in her mouth, pussy or ass (all of which she'd experienced at some point in the evening) -- she loved it all.



She was enjoying what was going on in her own body, but seeing Spike's face contort with pleasure made the experience even more savory. His eyes closed in bliss, his mouth ajar as he pulled in harsh breaths, the tensing and relaxing of his lean muscles -- it was all just so delicious to Buffy.



Spike had cum so powerfully, he'd almost passed out again. He'd managed not onto collapse on her back when his cock was finally spent, but he was trembling slightly, feeling weak and tired. He softly kissed the back of Buffy's neck and then gingerly pulled out of her, dragging his lips down her spine, kissing and tasting her salty skin as he went.



Cum dribbled from her now empty hole and ran down her slit. Buffy moaned and reached between her legs, slowly rubbing his hot, slippery cum onto her pussylips.



"God, Buffy... you were fucking amazing, pet," Spike panted for breath and gently rubbed her hip. "Was it... good for you?" He hated using that old cliché, but he couldn't think of anything better to say.



Buffy smiled and sighed happily as she turned around on her knees to face him. "It was great for me -- you were great."



"Didn't hurt too much, then?"



"There was that little bit of pain you talked about, but there was lots of pleasure goin' on too. I'm fine, just really, really tired... and my butt's been tenderized. I'm okay though, really. It was fun!" She laughed and delicately rubbed her slightly sore ass.



Spike smiled, happy and relieved that Buffy had enjoyed it. "I'm tired too... can't remember ever feelin' this knackered. That was definitely my last go," he laughed shakily.



"I have no objections to stopping this time. Congrats, you tired me out," Buffy said, smirking.



Spike beamed, raised his arms in the air in triumph and tilted his head back. "Yes! I knew I could do it!" He bounced on the bed on his knees a few times.



Buffy giggled at his display of boyish glee (though it was for accomplishing a very adult task) and gave him a smack on the side of his firm butt. "Yep, you're the Little Engine That Could." She liked the way giving him a spank felt, but she was way too exhausted to even think about doing any more tonight. Hopefully there would be a 'next time' for her to spank his sweet ass real good.



Spike lowered his arms and leaned forward to kiss her softly on the lips. Buffy put her arms around his neck and pressed her sweaty body against his. Spike wrapped his arms around her, splaying his hands on her back. The kiss stayed soft and light, but they poured their affection for each other into it.



They rested against each other after the kiss ended, each giving as much support as they got from the other. They had virtually no energy left.



"Wanna lay down 'fore we fall down?" Spike murmured in her ear.



Buffy smiled and nodded.



They crawled up to the head of the bed. Buffy took the blanket (which had gotten crumpled at the end of the bed) with her, and Spike put the pillows back where they belonged. Buffy spread the blanket over their lower bodies as they settled in for the night with their heads on the pillows. Spike lay on his back, and Buffy lay on her right side, facing him.



"Wow... You gave me quite an education tonight, Professor Spike," Buffy said with a sleepy smile. "You're a great instructor."



"And you're an excellent pupil, pet. I'd have ta give you an A+."



"Pupil, pet!" She giggled, finding that very amusing for some reason. Then she rubbed her eyes. "Oh, my brain is not well. It needs rest."



"My brain's foggy as well... not a great deal of blood rushed in that direction tonight." Spike took a deep breath, his eyelids drooping, feeling sleepier by the second. "I really was determined to not leave you twiddlin' your thumbs at the end of the night. Glad I could tire you out and not leave you wantin'."



"I had a secret goal of my own," Buffy confessed with a raising and lowering of her brows.



Spike looked at her, arching an eyebrow. "Did you now?"



She grinned. "I do believe that last one made it six."



"Huh? Six what?"



"Six times. You said your previous best was five, so I wanted to beat it."



Spike blinked. "Really? I had six of 'em?"



"You weren't even counting?" Buffy pouted, thinking maybe the evening wasn't as memorable for him as she'd hoped.



"I would've sussed it out tomorrow... I'm not capable of even simple math in my head right now. If I tried figuring it out now, I'd have to count off by stomping my foot on the ground like one of those smart, countin' horses."



Buffy giggled. "Okay, Trigger, I'll forgive you for not realizing I gave you your best night ever."



Spike took her hand and raised it to his lips, giving the back of her hand a soft kiss. "I already knew it was my best night ever... just didn't realize I'd broken a record. Bloody hell, you really are a helluva woman, Buffy."



Buffy smiled, feeling swoony again. She poked his upper thigh with a finger. "Didn't cripple you, did I? If I did, I'll pay for having the ramps installed around your house. We could work out some sort of payment plan."



Spike chuckled and raised his head to look down at his feet, and then wiggled his toes. "Still got some feeling below the waist. So I s'pose you're off the hook for those ramps." Spike was very impressed with both himself and Buffy. She truly was the best he'd ever had. He needed to be with her like this again, to have another night of transcendent pleasure.



As if reading his mind, Buffy said, "We have got to do this again sometime!" And then, more timidly, "That is... if you want to..."



Spike smiled. "Yeah? You mean we could be... orgasm friends," he said, using one of their friend Anya's terms, "or friends with benefits?"



Buffy gave him a soft kiss and snuggled against his side. "Uh-huh, I'd like that. You interested?"



"Mmmm, yes. Very interested." Spike put his arm around her and kissed her damp forehead.



They both wanted more than that, but thought it was better if they left it sort of casual for now. They'd both recently gotten out of long-term relationships (Buffy only broke up with her significant other a month ago), Buffy had considered herself gay until last night, and they were mentally and physically exhausted from the shag-fest -- right now wasn't the time to make any kind of life-altering commitment or declaration of love, no matter those little cartoon hearts that were still dancing around her head.



Maybe "orgasm friends" was all they should try being until they had time to sort out their feelings for each other. They needed time to think, without their minds and bodies being aglow from hours of the best, hottest, sweatiest sex either of them had ever had.



Spike smiled as the night's events flashed through his mind. "We're bloody magnificent together in the sack. It'd be a crime for us not to shag again."



"I agree. We owe it to the gods of sex to do it again."



"Bloody hell, I don't think I have any moisture left in my body," Spike laughed.



"Me either. Any water left in the bottle on the nightstand?"



"I think so. Let me check." He didn't move. "Here I go... Am I moving?"



Buffy giggled. "I'll try." She grunted and reached across his body and was able to reach the squeeze bottle on the nightstand. She held it to his lips and let him get a drink, and then took a drink herself before putting the bottle back. "There." She went to wipe a drop of water from his lip with her thumb, but decided to lick it off instead.



Spike smiled and held her close. "Thanks, pet."



Buffy sank back down into his light embrace with a sigh. "So sleepy."



"Mmhmm," Spike agreed. "Let's get some shuteye, yeah? Night, Buffy."



"Goodnight, Spike," Buffy mumbled, already starting to drift off.





They were feeling more at ease now that they'd both agreed to have more sex in the future. It gave them hope that (eventually) their deep feelings might be reciprocated, and their relationship could grow into something more.



It was the best night's sleep either of them had had in weeks.



Chapter End Notes:
Chapter 6 will be the final one. I hope y'all like the ending :D



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