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Epilogue



“Spiiike, we really need to get out of bed.” Buffy said between kisses, “Our flight leaves in a couple of hours.”

“Pet, what I have in mind won't take near that long.” Spike growled, nipping along her collarbone towards her ear. Sucking a delicate lobe into his mouth, he nibbled the edges lightly as she writhed beneath him.

“Mmm, you have no idea how that makes me feel.” Moaning in delight, Buffy arched her back and wrapped her legs around Spike, who had already managed to weasel his way between her thighs before she was fully awake.

Sliding one hand down the curves of her warm body, Spike teased at her delicate folds, gently easing one finger inside her heat. “’ve got an idea, luv.” He murmured huskily against her throat. Slipping in and out of her sodden opening, he lightly tapped her increasingly sensitive clit and smiled wolfishly when Buffy tossed her head back onto the pillow; moaning deeply at the sensations his ministrations were causing. “Still opposed to my plan or you gonna let me inside, luv?”

“Evil, evil man.” Buffy panted, pulling his head down to hers and capturing his lips with hers. “Need. You. Now.” She demanded; her words barely above a whisper. Buffy bucked towards Spike, causing the tip of his cock to slip just inside her pussy. Thrusting upwards, Buffy rocked beneath him; arching her body at just the right angle to cause him to bump against her throbbing clit with each movement. “I love the way you feel inside me.” Buffy whispered against his lips before kissing him fervently.

Grasping Buffy by the hip, Spike pounded into her; the sharp sound of their flesh slapping together filled the room. “Fuck, pet…love being inside you. All hot and tight, could stay here for bleeding ever.” Faster and faster, Spike pumped his rock hard shaft in and out of Buffy’s pussy; sending her spiraling out of control, screaming in ecstasy. The intense, but pleasurable pain from Buffy digging her fingernails deep into his back combined with her cries of passion was the downfall of Spike’s control; roaring his release loudly, he collapsed on top of her.

They lay there in silence, their bodies stilled except for the movement that was caused from their combined pants for air. It was Buffy who finally spoke, “Mmm…that will definitely take the stress out of flying.” Giggling, she poked Spike in the side and said, “Now we really need to get a move on.”

“Slave driver.” He muttered against her neck, “I must really love you, pet. Going to the sodding airport three days before Christmas.” Crawling off the bed, he offered a hand to Buffy and pulled her up to him. “Cor’ sex is always a motivating factor.”

“I had already promised that I would go there for the holidays. You know that! And, you’re a pig, Spike!” Was Buffy’s retort as she sidestepped Spike and headed towards the bathroom for a much needed shower; laughing loudly at his reply.

“Oink bloody oink, baby!”



Several hours later the happy couple was finally on the plane and headed towards England to spend two whole weeks with Giles, Joyce and Dawn. As Spike flipped through a magazine, Buffy stared out the window; lost in thought.

The past couple of months had flown by, but rarely a minute was spent without Buffy and Spike being together. Since the night at Caritas, Spike had sold his apartment and moved into the beach house; which they had purchased together after Cordelia had announced her parents had decided to sell it since they never used now that they were older.

The Thanksgiving holidays had been spent at their newly purchased home with their friends, where Buffy managed to produce a perfect dinner without any smoke alarms or undercooked turkey. During desert, Wesley and Fred had made the announcement that they were pregnant and the night turned into an even bigger celebration. Staring down at the sparkling diamond ring on her left finger, Buffy smiled as she thought back to when everyone had left and she and Spike were busy cleaning up.

When he had went down on one knee, Buffy’s first thought had been that he was cleaning up something that was spilt on the floor. Grabbing hold of her shaking hand, Spike had asked her to be his wife. Unable to answer him with anything other than a vigorous nod, Buffy had sunk down to the floor with him, wrapped her arm around his body and kissed him deeply. That night they had christened not only the kitchen floor, but the dining room table as well.

Wanting to avoid an uproar with the press, they had quietly went to the courthouse and exchanged vows. So far, they had not told anyone of their marriage; deciding to wait until they could tell Buffy’s family first. After the trip, they planned to hold an intimate celebration at their home for their friends to attend.

Placing her hand lightly over her taut stomach, a smile spread across Buffy's face and a sparkling giggle erupted from her mouth. Catching Spike's attention,he cocked his head towards her and asked, "What's got you so chipper all of the sudden,luv? All the holiday excitement spewing out?"

"Just thinking about how you are gonna flip out when I give you your Christmas present." Buffy replied with a smirk.

"All right...on with it. Can't just keep a fella in suspense, luv. Tha' d just be rude."

"That's me...a bad, rude woman. Can't tell you, it would ruin the surprise! Only a couple more days to wait, I'm sure that you can make it that long." At Spike's dour expression and grumbling, Buffy laughed again and cuddled next to him. “I love you, Spike.” She whispered as she leaned over to use his shoulder as a pillow. “You mean the world to me.”

“Love you, too, pet.” Spike replied, brushing a kiss across the crown of Buffy's head. "More than anything."


**A/N** Well, that’s it, folks. This is finally the very end of my very first fic. Hope everyone enjoyed reading my story as I have thoroughly enjoyed reading your reviews! There will not be any sequel to Breathless. As much as I loved writing this story, I am truly burned out with these characters. For now, I will be working on Lose Control and trying to get it finished. There are a million other story ideas flying around in my head and I should be starting something new in the near future; I like having 2 stories to work on at one time. Thanks again!!!





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