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Chapter 14 – Loving


Buffy gave up on trying to fall asleep, two hours later. Her thoughts were
fluttering all over the place, from the impending battle to wondering why
Spike never came to check on her.

Throwing her covers off of her, Buffy made her way to Spike’s room, hoping
he was there. The old Buffy part of her wanted to just open the door. The
woman she was now timidly knocked before stepping back and hugging her arms around her small body.

Spike opened the door wearing a pair of low-hanging sweatpants, his hair
disheveled. He didn’t say a word, just opened the door for her to enter
before closing it behind her. Buffy turned to him with watery eyes and
offered him a small smile when he opened his arms to her.

She didn’t hesitate to step into the embrace, letting the tears fall as his
strong arms wrapped around her protectively.

After several minutes, Buffy pulled back to look at him, her body trembling
as he looked down on her with his own tear-filled eyes. “I don’t want to
die, Spike,” she whispered.

Spike could almost feel his heart breaking as he gently tucked a strand of
hair behind her ear. “I’m not going to let you die, Buffy,” he whispered.
“You can beat this…you’re the Slayer.”

“No, I’m not,” Buffy said softly, shaking her head. “I’m not the Slayer,
I’m just stronger than a normal girl. I don’t even know who the Slayer is.”

“You’ll beat this,” he murmured again, pulling her close to him as he
inhaled the vanilla scent that seemed to waft off of her.

Spike didn’t have time to register what was happening as Buffy pulled away
from him before her lips found his. He hesitated for a split second
before leaning into the kiss, each seeking comfort.

Spike could feel her blood pulsing under his fingertips as the kiss
deepened, hear her heart pounding rapidly.

Buffy’s hands traveled up his bare arms to gently play with the soft hair at
the nape of his neck, bringing him closer to her as his own hands slid under
her camisole, caressing the soft skin of her back as he held her.

Both sighed as his tongue brushed against hers, chasing any coherent thought
from both of them as they got lost in the kiss.

Her lips were so needy, so desperate, but at the same time, giving him the
reassurance that they both needed.

Buffy gasped as he pulled away, trailing light kisses down her neck and over
her collarbone as her head rolled back. Spike nearly growled at the trust
that she seemed to have in him as his blunt teeth scraped over the sensitive
flesh.

“Spike…I need you tonight.”

Spike pulled back with wide eyes, staring at her. “Buffy, I-“

“Please,” she whispered as she looked at him with watery eyes, her hands
trailing over his chest. “This isn’t about sex…it’s about us.”

“Us?”

“About all the times you helped me when you didn’t have to,” she said
softly, backing him toward the bed. “About falling in love with your worst
enemy in spite of the way I treated you. It’s about you still helping
without having a soul…or the chip.”

Spike’s eyes snapped to hers in shock as she gave him a small smile. “When
we were training…I remembered it never went off, and some of those moves
would have definitely caused you some pain.”

“Buffy-“

Her hand covered his mouth as she shook her head. “I don’t care how it
happened,” she said softly. “All I know is…you’re a good man, Spike. Deep
down, you always have been.” Buffy slowly sat down on the bed, looking up
at him with hopeful eyes. “Make love to me?”

Spike felt as if his heart was going to burst as he gasped for unneeded air.
He slowly removed her shirt, letting his hands linger on her skin as he
looked at her. She was so young, but her eyes showed her true age.
They were so expressive…did she even know how he could look into them and
practically know what she was thinking?

Buffy unhurriedly pulled his sweatpants off, letting his erection spring free, as
he closed his eyes. Spike slowly followed the path that Buffy was making
to lay down on the bed. He was uneasy as he removed the rest of her
clothing before settling between her legs.

Buffy could feel the tension rolling off of him as he looked down at her,
gently running his hands through her hair. “Relax,” she murmured, giving
him a soft kiss as she felt the tip of his shaft probe her entrance. “I
want this,” she continued. “I want you.”

Spike inhaled sharply as he slowly pushed into her, inch by agonizingly slow
inch. He paused, his eyes widening, when he came to her barrier.

Buffy saw the look on his face and gave him a gentle smile. “New body,
remember?”

“Buffy, are you-“

Buffy silenced his worries with a kiss as she arched against him, swallowing
her scream as he tore through her virginity. Having to go through this
twice was definitely where she got the bad end of the deal on the ‘living
again’ policy.

Spike stilled his movements as he waited for her to get accustomed to him.
“Are you okay?” he whispered, breathing heavily in spite of his inability to
need oxygen, as his hands caressed her skin, trying to soothe the pain.

Buffy gasped for air as she nodded, offering him a tiny smile before slowly
arching her hips against his, needing the friction to make the pain subside.
Spike complied as he slowly began thrusting into her, fighting off an
orgasm at the exquisite feel of being inside the woman he loved.

Buffy began moving faster, already seeking her release as Spike moved with
more confidence, pulling almost all the way out of her before pushing back
in until Buffy was nearly writhing beneath him.

“Easy, luv,” he whispered into her ear as he began speeding up his thrusts
as Buffy moaned beneath him.

Buffy gasped as he grabbed her hips, changing their angle to penetrate her
even further. Her hands abandoned his shoulders to fist in the sheets as
her head rolled back. She could see stars dancing in front of her eyes
seconds before she was pushed over the edge, arching her body against his.

Spike felt his demon come forth as he buried his face in the pillow, his
hips never stopping their rotation.

“Spike,” Buffy whispered, trying to get him to raise up and look at her. He
merely turned his head, not wanting her to see him like this. “Spike, look
at me,” she said softly, pulling his chin around until he was facing her.
She gave him a gentle smile as she traced the ridges of his forehead before
baring her neck to him. “Do it.”

Spike’s mouth dropped open in shock, his body frozen at the admission.
“What?”

“You heard me,” she said with a soft smile. “I want you to.”

Spike swallowed as he looked at her unmarred neck. “I can’t,” he whispered,
shaking his head but never tearing his eyes away from her skin.

“I trust you,” Buffy said, moving her hips slightly, causing him to groan as
his eyes rolled shut. “Do it,” she said with more force before pulling his
head down to her neck and arching her body against his.

Spike couldn’t resist anymore. His fangs sliced into her neck as she
continued to hold him to her. Buffy gasped when she felt him imbedded in
her throat as he began rapidly pumping into her. Her eyes squeezed shut
moments before a second more powerful orgasm overtook her. Her fluttering
muscles squeezed Spike, setting off his own release as he pulled gently on
the wound in her neck.

Both slowly came down as Spike extracted his fangs, slipping back into his
human mask as he lovingly ran his tongue over the mark he’d left on her.
Just as he was about to roll away, Buffy wrapped her legs around his waist,
holding him inside of her as she pressed her lips to his.

Pulling back, she stared into his eyes, letting her hand follow the same
path it had taken minutes before, only this time, it was to trace his human
features. “I love you, Spike,” she whispered, smiling at his shocked expression.

“You love me?” Spike asked in disbelief.

“I said that out loud, didn’t I?” she asked with a smile.

“Buffy,” he said in a warning tone as she giggled.

“Of course I love you, silly,” she murmured, her expression turning serious.
“I wouldn’t have said it if it wasn’t true.”

Buffy gasped as his mouth attacked hers before smiling against his lips.
The kiss quickly went from savage to soft, loving caresses to a more passionate duel
between the two lovers.

Buffy’s eyes widened when she felt him harden inside of her. Spike pulled
away with a smile as he looked into her eyes. “I think we’re going to be up
for a while, luv,” he whispered before nuzzling the tender mark on her neck.
“I love you, Buffy.”





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