Author's Chapter Notes:
Is the sky really blue? How many days are there in a year?Do the Gileses keep their key under the flower pot? Does Buffy and Spike's wireless phones have the same ringtone?

Does it matter? (grins) I guess it doesn't since this is a naughty spuffy chapter! LOL! I hope you like it :-)
Flashback


A week after his tormenting encounter with a very wet Buffy, a sixteen-year old Spike barged into his room looking very frustrated and tensed.


It was morning and he just came from an overnight snuggle with his one and only best friend. He ran his hands roughly through his hair and looked down at his tented pants. He breathed heavily while he swiftly removed all his clothing just before he stepped into the shower of his adjoining bathroom.


I can’t believe I’m doing this for 10th time this week! He thought irritably as he continued to lather up his palm before he enclosed his fingers around his shaft.


As his steady movement with his fingers began, so did his fantasy.


Inside his head, he easily played out the scene where he just poured a bucket of water over Buffy. But this time it did not end there….


Spike could see clearly just how her hard her nipples were through her wet white tank top. The little pink buds are calling out to him, just begging to be touched.


Buffy was still laughing hard when she saw that his eyes had darkened into midnight pools. She followed his stare and saw that it landed on her chest. Her eyes went wide as she timidly covered her chest.


“Don’t.” He protested as he took those hands away. “ Your breasts are lovely, Buffy. Don’t you dare hide them from me.”


“Spike.” Buffy began, her face turning red.



A blushing Buffy is such a huge turn on for him. “ Don’t be angry, luv. I could not help it that I’m so attracted to you.”


“I’m not upset, Spike. I love how you look at me.” She admitted.


He swallowed the lump in his throat. “R-really?”


She nodded. “W- would you like to… see more?” She asked in a shaky voice.


He gulped as he felt his manhood throbbed painfully. “Yes.”


Slowly, Buffy tugged at the end of her top and looked at him shyly before she started her painstakingly slow strip tease. Little by little, she bared her skin to him, starting from her navel… to her perfectly toned stomach…then paused when she bared just enough to show him the swell of her breast.


Spike began to feel his labored breathing. “Please…”


Buffy wet her lips as pulled her shirt all the way to the top then threw it on the bench behind her.


“Do you like what you see?”


His eyes raked over her half naked body.


“Touch me, Spike.” She grabbed his hand and placed it on one of her breasts. And he did.
He squeezed the mound and saw her gasped in delight. “Oh God! I’ve never been touched this way before. It feels soooo good unghhhhh.”


Spike leaned forward to enclose one pink nipple on his mouth. “ Taste so good…..My Buffy…”


“Don’t stop…..I want more…..” She begged breathlessly.


“Oh Buffy…”


“Spike…..please ….” She moaned desperately as she opened the buttons of her jeans and inserted one of his hands into her panties.




Fuck! Spike’s movement with his shaft became erratic as his fantasy showed him an image of Buffy’s center, so wet and ready for him. That made-up image alone had nearly sent him over the edge. He leaned his other hand on the shower wall for support as his pumped his cock faster. And within seconds, he came with a cry “Buffy!”


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Buffy woke up to find Spike’s side of the bed empty. She briefly scratched her forehead as she wondered what could be so important that would urge him to leave her bed so early in the morning…again.


She looked through the window and caught the agitated looking Spike heading towards his home.


An idea suddenly crossed her mind. Swiftly, she changed into her sweatshirt and jogging shorts. Although, it would be easy if she could just ask him the reason behind all his disappearances, but Buffy thought that it would be a lot more fun if he were just caught in the act.


Within minutes, she was already at the Giles’ doorstep. She rang the doorbell once. No answer. Rang it again and still no answer. Buffy cocked an eyebrow. She turned the doorknob and luckily found out that it was open.


Slowly, she peeked her head through the doorway. “Spike? Are you here?”


Again, there was no answer.


Buffy climbed up the stairs then called out to him again just as she reached the door to his bedroom. “Common, Spike. It’s not funny anymore.”


She knocked before coming into his room. “ Spike?”


When she got in, there are two things that she noticed. First, was the pile of clothes scattered all over the floor and second, was the sound of the running water coming from his bathroom.


He’s in the shower, no wonder he couldn’t hear me . Feeling somewhat foolish, she plopped herself on the edge of his bed.


So he needs to get up to take an early shower. There’s nothing weird with that. Hmmm. Clearly, my brain does not function well in the morning. I’d better stop analyzing things before I put myself into a coma. She stood up and looked outside the window.


From where she was standing, she could see a very good view of Drusilla Thompson by the pool of her mansion, sunbathing in a skimpy black bikini. Her eyes widened in realization. So Spike leaves her bed very early just to spy on his crush. She grunted then looked away.


Buffy recalled the time when Dru and her family had moved into the neighborhood. Spike had been so excited to meet her that he insisted of hanging out by his backyard instead of the tree house. When she had a welcoming party she didn’t even get an invite. Not that she cares, but the infuriating thing was Spike got invited. And after the party, Spike was all Dru likes this, Dru hates that. Grrrrr! Oh how she hated that girl!


Suddenly, a strange sound coming from the bathroom disrupted from her inner brooding.


“Gghhhhh….Bloody good…...”


Was that Spike? She moved closer and placed her ear to his bathroom door.


“Cor…. Bnghhhhy…..” She heard him moan.. Oh no! Did he slip and hit his head on the tub? Her head began to fill with worry. He surely sounds like he’s in terrible pain. I’d better call out to him just to make sure . “Sp-“


“More…..” She heard him say. Is he talking to someone else in there? Her stomach almost turned at the thought of another girl in the shower with Spike. But she could only decipher one voice. He sounded so terribly desperate and…


The rest of her thoughts faded when her mind finally grasped what Spike must be doing behind those doors.


Could he be doing what I think he’s doing? An unusual feeling suddenly overcame her senses as she thought of naked Spike touching himself.


“ Please……Uggghhhh …...so lovely…..”


She gasped and found herself blushing furiously. She couldn’t let Spike know that she overheard him doing it. She needs turn on heels and leave…. Like now!


“Oh G-………I’m gonna… “ Buffy by this time was able to move away from the door while covering her ears. She could not take it anymore. What she had begun to hear was just too much for her young and inexperienced ears.


However, after a minute, her puzzled mind got the best of her so she went back to check if he was finished.


When she heard him stop the shower, this had her panicking. She knew that she wouldn’t be able to handle it if Spike knew that she’d been listening to his …moaning.


She was about to escape through the door when she heard the knob to his bathroom turned.
Damn! Quickly she scanned the area and saw the nearest possible place she could hide.


She didn’t know how she actually made it, but she did just in time that Spike got out of the bathroom.


She listened to his movements carefully. I guess I’ll just have to wait till he decides to go out. But what if he stays all day in his room? She thought worriedly. But she’s almost sure that he hadn’t eaten his breakfast yet so it’s really likely that he’ll come down to the kitchen any moment now. She heard the sound of the door being locked and his curtains being closed. Or not. She could tell from the shadows on the floor that his footsteps had practically gone almost everywhere until it halted directly in front of her. Oh God! He needs clothes. Duh! Of course he does! She slapped her forehead in frustration. Of all places she could’ve hidden why did she have to choose the closet?


It was good thing though that Spike’s closet were filled with so many coats and black jeans that she was able to crouch behind them and hide.



Hangers were pushed aside and some boxes were rearranged. Oh come on! How long does it take for a guy to pick his clothes? She thought agonizingly. It’s not like you have so many choices to choose from! It’s either the black or the blue shirt. Does it really freakin’ matter?



She looked up to find Spike standing right in front of her with just a small towel hanging dangerously low on his hips. She gulped. Oh dear me!



Could her face be any more redder? Why does her head have to be in the same level as his toweled waist? This is so damn embarrassing. Just then she heard him muttered something unintelligible. She could’ve sworn she saw a slight movement in his towel.



Buffy found herself muttering another curse….



Buffy gasped in shock when she saw the tented part of his towel. Holy Sh- Does it really supposed to be that big? He’s not gonna drop his towel right in front of her is he?


Relief washed over her when Spike turned to leave the closet.


Please close the closet. Please close the closet… .


He did came back to close it but he carelessly left a tiny gap just enough for her to get a very good view of him as he laid out his clothes by the edge of his bed.


She closed her eyes just before she heard his towel dropped to the floor. Don’t want to see Spike’s thing. Nosireee! Definitely not! But her innocent 16 year-old mind pleaded with her. Aren’t you a bit curious, Summers. You haven’t seen a guy’s thing in your entire life. Just a little peek would not hurt ya know. It would be strictly for learning purposes only.


With that final thought, she slowly opened her eyes. When she did, she could not quite make out what she just felt upon seeing a fully naked Spike with his back facing her.


“Oh shit!” She muttered as her eyes began to roam slowly from his firm looking back down to his tight looking buttocks. Wow! He looked so nicely built for a 16 year old. Since when did he had the time to go to the gym and-


The rest of her thoughts died and her eyes widened when she saw him turned her way.



For the very first time in her life, Buffy felt the unfamiliar stirrings arousal the moment her inexperienced eyes traveled upon his well-defined abs and hipbones down to the nest of curls that were guarding his manhood.


All of a sudden, the temperature began to rise all around her. She felt her face warming up with an unbelievable pace and her underwear she realized just got a little uncomfortable. Ohmygawd! I can’t believe I am looking at Spike’s thing! And it seemed to have grown much bigger than it already was when it was hidden behind his towel. She knows should feel ashamed and disgusted. She should be covering her eyes like any good girl would do and stop herself from staring at her best friend’s naked body in awe.


Buffy had expected him to put his clothes on any moment. However what she saw him do next had left her mouth dry and her body aching with want.


Instead of getting his clothes, his hand went for the lotion on top of his lamp table. Then he sprawled his body on his bed with his knee up.


Gah! What the hell is he doing? Look away, Summers. He may look so yummy and damn sexy lying on his bed like that but he’s still your best friend. She told her mind. You should know how to respect his privacy.


But the truth was, she already knew that she would not be able to take her away from him even if she tried.


As he started pumping, a sudden image of herself replacing those hands with hers appeared in her mind and wondered how it would feel if she were the cause of all those moans and mewls that were coming from his partially opened mouth.


“Fu-….! Love your mmmm…….Harder………”


Spike is now a picture of raw maleness with his head thrown back and one of his legs dangling by the edge of the bed. Buffy could not believe just how turned on she is at the moment. The ache within her just got unbearable as the movements of his hand became faster and faster.


And just as he reached his orgasm, his cries of completion were suddenly drowned out by the ringing sound that came from Buffy’s cell phone.


“Oh God! Oh God! “ Buffy frantically reached for the wireless phone in her pocket and hurriedly turned it off.


Oh no! I’m busted! She whimpered silently as she saw Spike quickly wiped his cum from his chest and went to approach his closet.


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Spike roared her name in ecstasy when he came. Although this time he tried to control his cry of pleasure since he saw a glimpse of Dru hanging out by her backyard earlier. He’s not looking forward to anyone discovering his newly found hobby any time soon.

In the midst of his orgasm he thought he heard his phone rang several times.


He reach over for the tissue on his bedside lamp table and wiped the cum on his chest and realized that he’s gonna need another bath to remove the mess and smell of his cum on his body.

He was about to go his closet and look for his wireless phone which he guessed could probably inside one of his jeans when he heard it rang again and this time the ringing came from the drawer of his beside table.

“Huh!” He scratched his head. He could’ve sworn he heard the sound of the ring from his closet. I guess I heard it wrong, he silently mused as he grabbed the phone from his drawer.


When he saw Buffy’s caller ID he immediately answered it. “ Buffy?” But the line was immediately cut off. However when he tried to return it, his call much to his dismay went straight into her voice mail. And so he turned off his phone and disappeared into his bathroom.

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Buffy gave out a sigh of relief as she finally came out of the closet. That was a close one! She took a chance by calling his number. The fact is, she’s not even sure if his phone was anywhere near him. And it just so happens that his phone was inside the drawer of his nightstand. She had to thank her lucky stars for that. If it had been in his closet then it might have been over for her. She didn’t know what she would’ve done or how she would have reacted if Spike had discovered that she had just witnessed him played with himself.


Buffy hurriedly came out of the house with her heart pounding loud. Still a little dazed from the erotic scene that she saw, she bumped into Drusilla who muttered a strong curse when she almost spilled the soda that she was holding.


She could not believe that this was the girl her best friend had been crushing on these past few days. She’s not even that pretty. She’s too skinny and too pale.


But Spike seemed to like her just fine
, part of her mind replied. Buffy recalled an incident three days ago when Spike had suddenly behaved irrationally and told her that she has stupid hair. Spike probably liked dark headed girls, she thought to herself as she stared back at Dru.


“Why don’t you watch where you’re going, you stupid bint!” She yelled at Buffy, her eyes shooting daggers at her briefly before she resumed with her walk.


There she goes, the girl that my best friend is fantasizing about. She caught a wisp of her own hair then grumbled to herself as she started to head home. “Stupid hair!”


TBC


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