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Interlude

"Kitten . . . wake up, my little kitten. . . " Spike sing-songed softly as he gently nudged her knees apart and glided her leg over his lap.

It was morning and Spike had awoken feeling peckish. After all the talking
they'd done the night before, the both of them had gone back to bed feeling
emotionally and physically exhausted. It hadn't been the right time for him
to teach her more things. Now, however, hours before their parents were
due back, he wanted nothing more than feast himself on her taste and scent. His cock was painfully hard just thinking about it. He'd woken up to her on her side, an arm across his torso, sleeping peacefully. He wanted his angel.

She stirred and fought wakefulness and he grinned. He pecked her nose thinking that it'd be difficult to not wake up with her like this after spending the weekend with her in his bed. He was really going to have to find a place of his own soon. That way they'd have their privacy and it'd tamp down the awkward factor when it came to their parents. Maybe she'd move in with him.

Maybe he needed to slow down and take things one step at a time first.

"Luv, wake up for me. . . want you, baby. Show me those beautiful eyes."

She burrowed further into his chest.

"You asked for it," he whispered and slithered a hand between them.
Skimming over her breasts through her tank top and splaying his hand
wide over her flat stomach where the tank had ridden up, he moved his
hand further down. Dipping inside her shorts, he gently caressed her soft
skin and moved his hand further down until he felt the curls that guarded
her sex. Deftly, he slid a finger along her slit. She was wet already. Could it
be possible that this was the affect from just sleeping beside him? His eyes
rolled up in his head at the thought. It would even the scales. He found he
was almost always at least semi hard around her.

Her eyes flew open.

He grinned, "There she is."

"Wh—what are you doing to me?"

"Touching you baby," he cooed and leaned in, kissing her as his finger idly
stroked along her sex. He broke away so they could breathe, "Do you
mind?"

She wrinkled her nose, "You kissed me while I have morning breath."

He chuckled, "I don't care. I have it too."

She gasped when his finger swirled around her clit, "Spike." She grabbed
onto his arm, holding him for support. "Ooohhh."

"Oh yeah, baby, that's it. You're so wet for me . . . " he breathed hotly,
nuzzling her neck. "Will you let me taste?"

Her eyes widened, "What?"

"Want to eat my Buffy all up. Will you let me?" he tweaked her clit as
incentive.

"Oh Jesus," she gasped.

"No, ‘oh Spike'," he teased.

She tried to shoot him a withering glare, but it wasn't working. Her lids
were hooded, but hooded with desire and need. She nodded, though he
wondered if it was because she was really all right with him going down on
her or if it was out of the desperate need for release. He swiftly detracted
his hand from her core. She whimpered and it was music to his ears. She
wanted his touch.

"Gonna take care of you, Buffy," he whispered and kissed her, letting his
lips glide from his mouth to her chin and down her neck. His hands rested
on the hem of her tank, his hands caressing the skin there. He looked up at
her in question. "May I?"

She nodded, biting her lip. He lifted her tank over the tops of her breasts
and then eased it over her head and discarded it with her help.

"Ahh. . . now this is a good morning," he murmured and leaned in, swirling
his tongue around one nipple while cupping the other and stroking his
thumb over it, feeling it pebble under his touch. She moaned and a tremble
went through her. He grinned and switched his attention to the other
breast, knowing how hot this got his girl. He was sure she was unaware of
how her hips undulated against him, craving friction.

Not wanting her to cum yet, he released her breast from his mouth with a
wet plop and proceeded down her body, kissing and caressing every inch.

"Spike," she moaned, a hint of frustration laced through her tone.

He grinned against her skin," Ssshh…I'll take care of that itch, baby."

Rearing up so that he was on his knees before her, he held her gaze as he
eased her shorts down her hips and legs. She bit her lip as she watched him
and he saw slight fear pass over her features. Next came the panties and
she reached for the sheet to cover herself almost immediately after they
had been discarded. He stopped her, shaking his head.

"No, sweetness. Don't hide from me. Got to see this beautiful . . . " he gazed
down at her, drinking her in. "My God, you're gorgeous."

She blushed prettily and looked away from his admiring gaze.

"No, don't turn away from me like that. Buffy, baby, look at me."

She looked up at him slowly.

"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

"You really need to get out more," she said quickly.

He shook his head, "Your defenses are going up."

"You're staring at me while I'm buck ass naked. No one's ever—"

"And no one ever will but me."

"Well, it's the first time for me and – could you come down here now?" She
held up her arms, coaxing him into them. He leaned down and braced his
hands on either side of her head, kissing her quickly. Before she could pull
him closer, he set up camp between her thighs.

"This is where I want to be right now," he said huskily and blew on her sex.


She twitched. Leaning up on her elbows, she watched him with a mixture of
uncertainty and curiosity.

He grinned up at her and gently spread her nether lips with his fingers,
giving her long and leisurely lick up, gathering her juices on his tongue.
"Mmmm…" he moaned, closing his eyes.

A small tremor went through her and she gasped. "Th—that tastes good?"
she asked, her eyes wide.

"Delicious. Want a taste?"

He eyes widened even more. "No!"

He chuckled and strummed his tongue against her clit.
"Oh God," she whispered.

"So good, baby," he murmured appreciatively and gently stuck the tip of
his finger inside her, not wanting to overwhelm her with what he was doing.


"What are you doing to me?" she whimpered, her head falling back onto the
bed, her elbows no longer supporting her.

"Does it feel good?"

"Yes."

"Then that's what I'm doing."

"Does it do anything for you?"

"If you only knew," he replied and licked her again. He leisurely alternated
between licking her and swirling his tongue around her nub. When he could
tell she was on the edge by the way her breath was coming out in pants and
her limbs were growing taut and straight, he slid his finger inside further
and sucked hard on her clit. She exploded in his mouth, shouting her
orgasm by calling his name and he greedily lapped up all she had to offer,
sending her quickly into another orgasm.

"Spike, no more, I can't take it," she whimpered.

He prowled up her body, leaving soft kisses on her body in his wake. Buffy
wrapped her arms around him, bringing him close to her.

"Feel all right kitten?" he asked soothingly as he stroked her back.

She nodded against him, letting out a small yawn.

"Tired, baby?" he murmured against her shoulder, peppering her with
kisses.

"Yes," she admitted, looking up at him with sated green eyes.

"Sleep. I'll hold you okay?"

Snuggling up to him, she kissed him softly. "That was the most intense
experience of my life," she mumbled.

He smiled. "There's many more where that came from. In time."

She nodded, "I love you," she whispered before closing her eyes and
drifting off. Spike watched her for a long time as he slept, caressing her
skin, and rolling her taste on his tongue. He wanted to stay just this way
forever. In her arms, basking in her warmth and her love. This was all he
had ever wanted.

"I will not let you go," he promised her. "Never."





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