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Buffy was half-way up the stairs and Spike was just reaching the
bottom when they both froze. Slayer and vampire hearing had caught
the sound of Willow, Tara and Dawn approaching the house in high
spirits. A momentary look of panic crossed Buffy's face. She and
Spike were naked! On the stairs! Her best friend, best friend's
girlfriend and her little sister were coming up the path.
Drunkenness notwithstanding the presence of mind so essential to her
survival when she was slaying kicked in. She was like a whirling
dervish, leaping over the banister and running full pelt into the
living room, snatching up their clothes. Spike just leaned back
against the stair wall, enjoying the show and grinning to himself.
Buffy was back on the stair below him in a flash.

"What the hell are you grinning at?" she hissed, eyes darting back
and forth from him to the door. "Dawn and Willow and Tara are
coming. Move your skinny white undead ass now!"

"Now, now Slayer." he grinned some more. "I was just enjoying the
view. You're so cute when you're flustered……well, flustered and
naked, and running……." His smirking was insufferable and Buffy
shoved the pile of clothes she was holding into his arms so that she
could slap him upside the head.

"Shut up and get upstairs before they come in." She shoved him in
front of her and they had just gone round the corner at the top of
the stairs when they heard the handle on the front door turn. Buffy
just about held in a squeak of alarm and thanked god that the girls
were talking loudly, enabling her to push Spike quietly along and
into her room. She closed the door as silently as she could behind
them and leaned back against it breathing heavily. Spike's smirk was
still evident; he didn't care a jot if the others found them.

"Calm down Slayer. It's not the end of the world if those three see
us. I think they'd deal with it just fine." He said. Buffy mused for
a moment; Tara already knew they'd been doing the nasty. Dawn adored
Spike so she probably wouldn't mind. But how would Willow react?
Then another thought hit her, a much better one from an argument
standpoint.

"Spike we're naked!" she whispered as loudly as she dared.

"And?" came the infuriating response "Fine figure of a man I am.
Might even convince Red and Glinda of what they're missing if they
saw me."

"Just cos you're a hopeless exhibitionist, doesn't mean I'm
ok with my friends, not to mention my sister, seeing us like this!"
The argument ended abruptly when Buffy froze again as she heard
Willow start to climb the stairs calling out her name. Spike laughed
at her `bunny caught in the headlights' look. She shot him another
glare before opening the door to her closet and pointing as she
hissed at him.

"In. Now."

Spike walked over to the closet arms still full of clothes and
nudged her side.

"After you." He whispered in her ear giving it a little lick.

Buffy wanted to ask him if he was insane, doing inflammatory things
like licking her ear at a time like this but she really didn't have
time. She could hear Willow getting closer by the second. She
climbed into the closet and turned around quickly to pull him in
after her. He pushed her clothes to the sides out of his way as he
clambered in. He closed the door behind him before turning to her.
Dropping the bundle he was holding he freed himself from her grasp
and shoved her against the back wall of the closet.

"Bossy little chit aren't you?" he breathed in her ear.

"Shhh!" Buffy glared at him, his vamp senses allowing him to see her
angry eyes in the dark.

"No fun being all pressed up against you in a confined space if we
can't make any noise luv." Spike pouted a pout she couldn't see and
rubbed his hardening dick against her hip.

"Spike!" she did her best to squeal in a whisper. "Stop it. Now!"

Spike grinned as he did anything but stop. One hand went down
between her legs while the other cupped her face as he moved in for
a kiss. Buffy let out a slight moan as his fingers skipped over her
nether lips and for a second she almost lost herself in his touch.
When she moaned again slightly louder the sound brought her back to
herself and she grabbed his arms holding him off her as best she
could in the limited space.

"Spike. I said no!" she whispered desperately as she heard Willow
knock at her door. She held her breath as Willow knocked again and,
on receiving no answer, walked into the room.

"Buffy?" she heard her question.

When Willow realised that the room was apparently empty she turned
to leave and Buffy sighed in relief as she heard the door close.

"Now can we have sex?" Spike asked

"No! She's right there in the hall!"

Spike was already sick of being told `No' and `Shh' so he decided to
have a little fun for himself. He placed his forearm over her
shoulders, holding her back against the wall and proceeded to tickle
her ribcage. Buffy let out a little giggle in spite of herself.

"Shh!" Spike admonished "geez luv, control yourself can't you? You
were the one so insistent on being quiet!" He tickled her again and
again she giggled despite her best efforts not to.

Spike tutted at her and brought the hand that was holding her
shoulders up to clamp it over her mouth. He moved closer pinning her
to the wall with his body and his tickling hand stopped tickling and
went south again.

Outside in the hall Willow stopped, sure she had heard a giggle from
Buffy's room. Didn't sound very sinister, but you never knew in
Sunnydale. She mused for a moment on whether she had actually heard
it and whether she should go investigate. Maybe it was just Dawn or
Tara laughing downstairs and the sound had carried.

In the closet Spike had a rapidly overheating Buffy moaning into his
hand as he caressed her. Two of his fingers were already inside her
and he was flicking at her clit with his thumb. Buffy was going to
kill him for this, he knew but he was enjoying himself immensely. As
was she, if the amount of moisture coating his fingers was any
indication. He removed his hands from her mouth and cunny in order
to lift her up. Buffy's judgement had deserted her and she wrapped
her legs around his waist as he hoisted her up and sank her down
onto his dick. She moaned again as he filled her. Spike quickly
brought his hand back up to her mouth.

"Ah-ah-ah Slayer," he whispered "gotta be quiet."

She just knew he was smirking again.

"You going to be quiet?" he asked "Cos if not I can't fuck you?" A
muffled groan and a ferocious head nod answered his question. She'd
gone from annoyed to hopelessly aroused in two seconds flat and all
she cared about was feeling his cock pumping into her.

Now Willow was sure she'd heard noise from Buffy's room. She turned
to go back when Dawn started to squeal and laugh hysterically
downstairs. "Willow!" she yelled "you have to come down here!"
Deciding to ask Dawn and Tara what they should do about the
disembodied voices in Buffy's room Willow went downstairs.

Her departure was a good thing as Buffy and Spike were now
completely unaware of anything but the feeling of each others bodies
as they began shagging in earnest in the closet.

Buffy's back slid up and down the wall of the closet as Spike thrust
up into her. His hand was still over her mouth and Buffy was finding
it nothing but more arousing. Apparently when he wanted to he could
dispense with the habit of breathing and grunting. He sucked on her
breast as the bounced in front of him.

"Ride me baby" he whispered against her chest. "fuck yourself up and
down on my dick……..oh yeah…….thats it………squeeze me"

Buffy's head thrashed side to side as she did her best to do as he
asked. An idea suddenly caught her. Reaching up she located the
clothes rail and used it to pull herself up and down.

"Shit…..yeah that's better……." He continued to whisper "gives me a
bit more room……..can fuck you harder now………that what you want
Slayer?"


She almost nodded her head right off, his hand now barely muffling
her groans and grunts.

"Good thing………cos you're going to get it….hard and fast……..
yeah….fuck me back baby…….squeeze my dick……..show me how much you
love it………gonna fuck your brains right out."

That's exactly what he was doing, now that he wasn't supporting her
weight alone he began to hammer into her. She didn't know if it was
the heat in the confined space, the alcohol in her system, his hand
on her mouth or the delicious combination of it all but she was
incredibly close to cuming very quickly. She was now slamming
herself down to meet every up thrust he made and she could feel her
climax creeping up, her chest flushing, the flush spreading up
behind her ears, onto her cheeks.

"That's it Buffy……… squeeze my dick……..show me how much you love
it……..feeling me putting it to you so good……..gonna make you scream."

Then she was cuming, howling into his hand as he continued to stick
it to her hard and fast. His continued thrusting brought a climax
rushing through her a second time and she howled again as both
Spike's hands went to her hips, pushing her down against his last
hard thrust and holding her there as he filled her.

Her final howl was completely uninhibited by his hand and was
accompanied by the sound of wood breaking as the rail she was
clutching snapped in her hands. Clothes slid down the rails towards
them and in the state they were in the confusion caused them to lose
their balance. The pair, still joined intimately fell through the
closet door and out into Buffy's room.

Buffy giggled and panted for a second until she was struck by the
awful realisation that her friends and sister HAD to have heard that.

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Hope you enjoyed it - I had FUN writing that one.
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