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Chapter 12


Buffy made it two blocks before she heard footsteps behind her. She tensed,
praying that it wasn’t Riley as she turned around. She was only mildly
surprised to see Spike running toward her.

With a sigh, Buffy turned around and began walking again, pretending as if she’d never seen him.

“Buffy, pet, please wait!”

“Why?” Buffy called over her shoulder, never slowing down as Spike came up
behind her. “Oh, let me guess,” she said, when he turned her to face him. “You
thought of something else that was really hurtful to say and you didn’t want
to say it over the phone, because the funniest part is that look on my face
when I-“

“That’s not why,” Spike said, trying to catch his breath. “Should have
driven the soddin’ car,” he muttered under his breath.

Buffy rolled her eyes, turning away from him again, when she felt his hand on her arm. “Stop grabbing me!” Buffy yelled, wrenching her arm free and shoving him away from her. Spike immediately backed away, holding his hands up in a form of surrender.

He stared at her for a long moment, partly admiring her body that was carefully hidden in the dress and partly trying to figure a way out of this hole he seemed to dig for himself.

“You must be freezing, pet,” he said softly, wishing he’d worn his duster
that night so he could give it to her.

“I’m fine,” Buffy replied, tempted to turn away from him again but deciding against it. He obviously wasn’t going to let her go anywhere until he said what he had to say. “What do you want?” she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

“I didn’t mean what I said,” he whispered, trying to put as much feeling as
he could behind his words.

“Sure sounded like it to me,” she murmured, looking at the ground.

“Buffy, I swear I have never thought of you that way. Not once, pet. I guess I have a serious case of ‘foot-in-mouth’ disease.”

Spike could see her resolve slowly crumbling when a smile quirked her lips as he approached her, putting
his hands on her waist and tugging her forward. Buffy looked up at him, obviously still hurt, as his hands ran over her arms, trying to get some warmth back into them. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, never meaning anything more than those words. “I don’t want this to be the end.”

Buffy gave him a sad smile. “If we broke up every time we had a fight, we’d never stay together.”

Spike chuckled, his hands tightening around her waist. “So that’s it, then? We’re still together?”

“I don’t need you,” she whispered unconvincingly, trying to persuade herself to believe her own words as
Spike brushed his lips across hers.

“I know you don’t, luv,” he said softly, believing that she truly didn’t need him. “But I need you.”

Buffy raised her eyes to his, not sure if she understood what he was saying.

“Can we go back to my place?” Spike asked, dipping his head to kiss her bare
shoulder. “I want to show you how much I need you.”

Buffy took a shaky breath. “Is it always about sex?” she asked softly, not sure if she wanted to know the answer.

“Not always,” Spike replied, pulling her forward to wrap his arms around her in a comforting embrace. “And it doesn’t have to be tonight, if that’s not what you want. I just love spending time with you. If you wanted to stop at anytime, that’s fine with me. I’ll leave the decision up to you.”

Buffy felt her resolve fade away as her hands reached up to wrap around his
neck, pulling him down to her for a tender kiss. Spike pulled back after a
moment, feeling her trembling in his arms. “Are you okay?” he asked in
concern, tilting his head to study her.

“I am now,” Buffy whispered.

* * * * *

Buffy gasped as she walked into Spike’s house, seeing candles lit on every
surface, rose petals leading to the bedroom. “Spike,” she whispered. “How
did you do this?”

“A friend of mine was kind enough to help me out,” he said, stepping up
behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist as he began kissing her
neck.

“A friend who knows about us?”

“Somewhat,” Spike replied, never stopping the soft kisses. “He knows you’re younger and he also knows to keep his mouth shut, but he doesn’t know your name, if that’s what you’re asking.”

“Who is it?” Buffy asked, practically melting into his embrace.

“Charles Gunn. I’ve known him for years,” he said softly. “How long do we have?”

Buffy turned around in his arms, a dazzling smile on her face. “All night,”
she whispered, brushing her lips to his in a gentle kiss. “My mom’s
expecting me to stay at Willow’s.”

“What if she calls Willow?”

“She never has before…but Willow would cover for me and then expect a very
juicy story from me at a later time.”

“And what would you tell her?” Spike asked with a grin.

“That I went home with an incredibly hot man and couldn’t resist his
advances to manipulate me,” she replied with a grin of her own.

Spike’s hands drifted over the soft material of her dress as he slowly
backed her toward the bedroom.

“What excuse did you tell your friend?” she asked, tilting her head to give
him better access to her neck.

“That I had a very special woman coming over and everything had to be
perfect…and to make himself scarce before I got home.”

“And he just readily agreed?” Buffy asked in a breathy voice as Spike
managed to unhook her dress, letting it fall to the floor.

“Well, I had to pay him a lot of…”

Spike trailed off as he got a good look at the woman in front of him. Clad
only in a pair of lace panties, she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever
seen. “You’re exquisite,” he said in a hoarse whisper as Buffy took her
hair down, letting the curls spill around her shoulders. He took a step
forward, unbuttoning his shirt as he walked. “The most beautiful sight I’ve
ever seen,” he said, letting his shirt fall to the floor.

Buffy let her hands trail over the muscles of his chest, her face glowing from the compliments. “I was just
thinking the same thing,” she said with a soft smile.

“I meant what I said, Buffy,” he whispered. “We don’t have to do this tonight.”

“I know,” Buffy replied, her hands never stopping their movements. “But what can I say?” she said with a smile and a shrug. “You’re my weakness.”

”I know the feeling,” he whispered, tilting her chin up to him, meeting her lips in a gentle kiss that
slowly escalated in passion. Buffy’s hands began working on his belt,
finally loosening it as Spike sat on the bed, removing the rest of his
clothes.

Buffy smiled as he pulled her onto his lap, his hands running along her back
as she mussed his hair. Spike raised an eyebrow. “Like the curls, do you?”
he asked with a smile. Buffy nodded as his lips captured hers again. “I’ll
remember that,” he whispered against her lips before turning and letting
her fall to the bed. She eagerly began moving, wanting to feel all of him
as he moved up her body. “We have all night, pet,” Spike said softly. “No
need to rush.”

Slowly easing her panties down her legs, Spike tossed them over his
shoulder, earning a giggle from Buffy as he parted her thighs, settling
himself between them. She bit her lip in anticipation, feeling a shock run
through her body when his tongue dipped inside of her. Buffy’s hands
immediately went to his hair, holding him to her as he continued to lavish
attention on her aching body.

Buffy felt her breathing escalate as Spike’s tongue swept over her clit,
before latching on and adding more pressure. Unable to stand it anymore,
she gave his hair a jerk, causing him to look at her in confusion.

“I need more,” she whispered desperately. “I need you inside me.”

Spike eagerly made his way up her body, burying himself inside of her with
one sharp thrust that sent Buffy into an instantaneous orgasm. He clenched
his teeth together, trying to hold off his own climax as her internal
muscles squeezed and fluttered around him.

Buffy gasped for breath as Spike began moving. “Nothing ever feels this
right,” she whispered as his eyes squeezed shut.

“I know,” he murmured, pressing his lips to hers. The kiss escalated with
his thrusting until Buffy’s hips were raising off the bed to meet his.
“God, how can you feel this good?” he groaned as his lips broke away from
hers. “You’re incredible.”

Buffy moaned as their hips rocked together. It felt like they’d been joined
for an eternity. On the other hand, it felt like only mere seconds. She
could feel the clenching in her stomach, signaling her impending release as
he grinded his body against hers.

Spike felt her nails begin to dig into his back and let a brief smile flash
on his face, loving that she was able to lose control with him. Loving the fact that he
was the only one that she would let inside of her heavenly body. That no one else could touch her. She was his.

“Spike!” Buffy screamed, arching her back as stars burst in front of her
eyes.

“Buffy,” he gasped, burying his face in her neck and letting his teeth graze
over the skin as he nearly exploded inside of her. Buffy shook violently as she slowly came down. “You okay,
luv?” he asked in a hoarse voice as he rolled onto his side, still
intimately joined as he tenderly caressed her face.

“Better than ever,” Buffy replied in a whisper, fighting to keep her eyes
open. Spike pulled her closer, letting her bury her head in his chest as he
closed his eyes in contentment.

“Get some rest, baby.”

* * * * *

Spike woke up early the next morning with aching muscles. He briefly
wondered what he had done the night before when he realized that Buffy was
curled in his arms. ‘Oh right,’ Spike thought with a soft smile. ‘She’s
what I did last night…several times.’

Spike sighed, briefly wondering how long this could last. He decided he
wasn’t going to worry about it right now. The time would come when he’d
have an answer to that question, but now he just wanted to be happy.
Leaving a gentle kiss on Buffy’s forehead, Spike closed his eyes, enjoying the wonderful feeling of her in his arms as she snuggled closer to him.

‘Besides,’ Spike thought, seconds before he drifted off to sleep. ‘Who says it can’t last?’

He knew there was about a million answers to that question, but he was asleep too fast to think of them.





A/N Special thanks to demon424 and Rana for the inspiration with the ‘foot-in-mouth’ line. Thank you to everyone who reviewed.





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