The next few months went by quickly as Buffy and Spike enjoyed each other’s company. Since the Pre-trial was finished and the next court date wasn’t until October, the lovers were able to focus on each other outside the courtroom. Spring turned into summer and they spent most of their time together. During the week they started to do mundane things together like going to the gym, food shopping and the like.
Over the weekend they would spend the night at each other places. They tried once during the week to have a “sleep over”, but both didn’t get any sleep due to their night being filled with pleasure, both given and received. When Spike’s alarm had sounded at 6am the following morning, the duo barely heard the loud, unrelenting wail and after numerous times of Spike’s fist that struck the beast to trigger the snooze alarm, both were eventually late for work and after only two hours of sleep they had to try to function. Since that incident, despite their desires and their longer and longer goodbyes, they begrudgingly leave each other every weeknight.
One weekend in late June, while the duo hung out at Buffy’s apartment, she invited Spike to Willow’s annual Fourth of July party. Willow lived in a three family home in Cambridge that had a small backyard. The three tenants usually get together and have a small shindig on the fourth for their friends
“So would you like to go?” Buffy asked shyly, while they shared the couch, with Buffy as she sat Indian style and Spike stretched out with only his feet that hung off the couch in front of Buffy’s form.
Even though they have been inseparable since May, Buffy was hesitant about asking Spike to go. This was since Spike has only met her friends on one other occasion, when the three girls and their dates all went to a Red Sox game. Since Willow brought a woman, Xander and Spike were left to ‘bond’. What a total disaster! Between the name calling and high testosterone levels, that flared during part of the game and in the bars after, plagued the night with some male brooding, dirty looks, and fun ‘killing’ tension.
“You do realize that this is another Yank invented holiday where they celebrate kicking out my ancestors from your shores?” Spike joked as the duo sat in front of the television vegging.
“Yes…..and you should see the celebration! Fireworks, tons of foods, booze…..nothing like it!” Buffy declared
“Will the whelp be there?” Spike asked
“Yes the whelp….I mean Xander will be there. You two need to really get along! God….it’s like you two are five years old or something!” Buffy huffed
“Oi…..he started it! (Spike was met with an eyebrow rise from Buffy) He did! He asked if Billy Idol had noticed that I stolen his look! Bloody pillock!” Spike growled
“Now…now…..Billy….(Buffy met with Spike’s growl)…. I mean Spike. Maybe he’s just jealous of how sexy you are and he covers it by making fun of you?” Buffy stated with a chuckle as she leaned over and kissed his chiseled cheek.
“Yeah….and pigs will fly out of my arse next! Droopy boy is too thick to understand how to be jealous. That bird Anya has his brain and balls in the palm of her hand. I don’t think he could make a conscious move or decision without her say so.” Spike declared
“Well….that much is true. But it doesn’t matter. He’s Willow ’s best friend since grade school and Anya’s husband to be. You’ll just have to play nice.” Buffy announced as she placed her feet on his lap so he could rub them.
“Do I have to?” Spike said with a mock whine as his gifted hands started to work the arch of her right foot.
“Mmmmm….Yes….or I’ll take you over my lap.” Buffy threatened with a slight moan.
“Now I’m definitely going to misbehave!” Spike responded with an eyebrow wiggle and his talented tongue snaked out to touch his front two teeth.
“I should threaten you with something that your not going to enjoy……mmmmm…..let me see……how about you’ll be shut off, no Buffy goodness for entire week!” Buffy declared. Spike’s hand stilled at the threat.
“You wouldn’t?” Spike asked with wide eyes.
“Oh……so that will get your attention? Yes….yes I do mean it. Play nice…..or no dessert!” Buffy stated with finality.
“Fine….fine….I’ll be a good boy. But can I still be spanked anyways?” Spike said with a purr.
“We’ll see. Now keep rubbing.” Buffy answered as she began moving her foot to coax his earlier attentions.
“Bossy bint.” Spike whispered under his breath.
“What….what did you say Spike?” Buffy asked
“Lots of lint…..on my….ummmm….sweaters…..yeah…..I need to purchase new ones for the winter.” Spike replied as he struggled to find a response.
“Ummmm…..that’s what I thought.” Buffy laughed as she picked up the remote to look for something else to watch.
Two weeks later the party was on Saturday, which was actually the fourth. Buffy was excited due to being able to finally spend time with all her favorite people for the entire day; her friends and Spike. Even though she still spent every Friday night with her girlfriends, her mind would wander to Spike. She tried to enjoy her girl’s night out, but her body and mind would always crave him.
Buffy, well Spike, agreed to make a dish and dessert to bring to the party. Spike didn’t know exactly what to make, since this was his first barbeque, so Buffy pulled a few recipes from Good Housekeeping magazines and asked him to choose what he thought he could make. Spike settled on making traditional Boston baked beans and a chocolate truffle for dessert. Buffy was fortunate that she had a quick metabolism and that she enjoyed working out, or she would be 500 lbs before their first years anniversary.
Even though the festivities started a 2pm, Spike arrived with the food he made via taxi around 12:30 to pick her up, so the duo could help Willow set up. Since Willow lived on the third floor, it took sometime to bring down the supplies for the party.
Luckily the weatherman said that it would sunny all day, temperature around 85 with minimal humidity. But living in Boston over the last ten years, New England weather is completely unpredictable and it could snow today who knows!
Despite the instability of New England weather, Buffy chose a red halter top that had an open bare back except for the spaghetti straps that held it together and a pair of cut off denim jean shorts that had a small hole at the base of her right butt cheek. When Spike saw her, his eye flared with immense appreciation and desire. As she approached the taxi she could see Spike then bark at the taxi driver, and form the words “Eyes front” when he noticed that the driver appreciated the same view.
When Buffy entered into the taxi she placed a lingered kiss on Spike’s cheek and whispered ‘hi’ as she kissed him again. When Buffy crossed her tanned legs, Spike placed a possessive arm over her legs, gave a ‘death’ glared to the driver in the rear view mirror and once the taxi moved into the line of traffic, his body finally relaxed. Normally Buffy would hate this Cro-magnum possessive behavior, but it had the opposite effect with her since it was Spike. Her body ignited with small pulses of desire as his fingers traced random patterns on her thigh.
At the first red light, Buffy look appreciatively at how Spike was dressed today. He had really gone out of his way to impress her friends and to be a ‘good boy’. Gone was his normally slicked back hair, but it now donned his head in bleached relaxed waves. It resembled how he looked after a shower when he didn’t have gel to place it. He wore a black fitted cotton tee and tan Dockers. With the darkness of his shirt, his bright cerulean eyes stood out as she could see desire swirl in them.
“You look simply delicious luv.” Spike whispered into her ear as he gently bit and gave the lobe a tug. Then his mouth continued its assault on the column of her throat.
“Mmmmm…..I was thinking the same about you. I just love that despite your boy next door appearance, I know what kind of demon that lurks underneath.” Buffy cooed as she placed her hand on the side of his cheek to encourage his administrations of small kisses, bites and licks on her neck.
“Buffy…..lets go back to my place. I don’t think I can go all day without you beneath me.” Spike purred into her ear with his hot breath.
“Mmmm…..don’t tempt me. But I promised that I would help Willow. I wouldn’t be a good friend if I don’t go early to help her.” Buffy explained through a shuttered breath.
“Please……I’ll make you feel so good.” Spike coaxed
“Later…..I promise. I have a special treat for my boy…….later.” Buffy explained as she pulled her neck away from his gifted mouth, turned to face him and placed a chaste kiss on his full, now pouty lips.
“Why not now and later.” Spike huffed
“You know why. If we go there, we’ll never leave. Believe me you’ll be very pleased with my special treat for you.” Buffy explained with another brief kiss.
“Ok….I’ll be good and wait for my nummy treat.” Spike stated as he pulled Buffy into another mind-bending kiss, then sat back in his seat as both parties tried to control their lust riddled bodies.
Within twenty minutes the pair arrived at Willow ’s place. Buffy got out of the taxi first, after a warning from Spike to the driver that if he sees his head turn or his eyes in the rearview mirror he could forget about his tip. Luckily for the driver’s pocket he did as Spike asked. Well until they were both out and as the driver sped away he beeped his horn and when they both looked, he had his fingers in a V as his nasty tongue danced between. If Spike weren’t carrying a pot full of beans, he would have gone after him. Instead Spike’s voice rang out with enough British and American explicates to make a sailor blush.
The duo climbed the three flights of stairs to Willow ’s apartment. After the taxi ride with Mr. Nasty Ass and the climb, they were both ready for a stiff drink and a seat. Buffy knocked and the door quickly opened with a bouncy redhead on the other side.
“Hey……I’m so glad that you guys are here! We have a lot to do. Angel has been dismal since his lover moved out a month ago and the Wiccan, Amy, that just moved in three months ago is high on some funky herbs……so she’s not much help. Did I say that I was so glad that you’re here?” Willow asked
“Yeah….Will…..you did. And no problem. We are here to help. They broke up? What happened?” Buffy asked as instructed Spike with a head tilt to follow her to Willow’s kitchen.
“I don’t know. He’s been brooding for a month straight. It was hard to talk to him in the first place, now with this, it’s next to impossible. Angel wasn’t the outgoing one he just liked to sulk in the background.” Willow explained as she walked into the pantry that was off the kitchen to get some snacks.
“What about that bird Amy, maybe she can brighten his day?” Spike asked in attempts to join the conversation.
“Angel’s gay, his lover’s name was Lorne.” Buffy explained
“Should have known with a poufter name like Angel.” Spike stated with a snicker. Buffy shot him a look that could kill, if it was a blade. She clenched her teeth and whispered an explanation.
“ Willow is a lesbian…..knock it off with the gay slang!”
“It’s not like I have an issue with lesbians, two women together is a brilliant sight to behold…..” Spike said with a dreamy expression. “If I could clone you luv, I would never leave the bedroom again!” Spike announced
“Knock it off bleached boy!” Buffy snapped as she threw a bulkie roll at his head. Just in time he ducked and it hit the wall with a soft thump.
“Oi……that was a complement!” Spike responded
“Remember that you have the whole day to prove that you deserve that special treat and at this rate, you’ll not only be Buffyless tonight, but you’ll be blue balled by the months end!” Buffy huffed as she started to cut the remaining rolls.
“Fine…..fine. I won’t use any words like nancy boy, pillow biter, arse pirate, cock jockey or any other names to describe that poufter. I promise.” Spike announced with a smirk. Buffy was prepared to launch another roll until she saw Willow walk back into the kitchen with an arm full of snacks. Both parties went to their respected corners. Buffy slightly pissed and Spike silently laughing to himself.
For the next hour, the threesome made countless trips up and down the stairs as they brought the supplies that were needed for the party. Part way through, a tall brooding man entered into the backyard carrying small tables and folding chairs from the basement. Spike believed that this was Angel, and his assumption was correct when Willow chirped “Hey Angel” and gave an energetic wave. He turned slightly said “Hi Willow, hi Buffy” quietly and went back into the basement. On the trip back up the stairs Spike asked Willow
“So Red….tall, dark and forehead, that Angel?
“Tall...dark...for....hey! Not nice Spike....but yeah that guy’s Angel. He’s really quiet and usually keeps to himself. Lorne was the outgoing one. Always singing, dancing, outrageous outfits, he was the regular life of the party. We use to call him The Host. They were together for a few years. Lorne moving out really hit him hard.” Willow explained
“Sorry to hear that. Maybe this party….will lift his spirits? If not, do you have any….ummmm….blokes to introduce him to?” Spike asked as they filled the last basket to go downstairs.
“No…not really. Most of my friends are straight. Angel did invite some friends maybe they’ll invite someone for him. I don’t think that he’s really looking….it’s hard to after a long term relationship. It’s so weird. Recently, after that law was passed, they were discussing marriage. Now a few months later, he moved out.” Willow explained
“Yeah…..I don’t know what I would do if Buffy and I…..ummm….yeah so is this it?” Spike asked as he tried to change the subject quickly and tried to focus on the supplies. Willow noticed this, but didn’t comment. They put a few more items and headed downstairs where Buffy and Angel were setting up the tables and folding chairs.
A short time later, Xander and Anya showed up with the grillable meats and veggie burgers, per Willow’s request. When the final napkins were folded and the grill roared with a ‘manly’ flame, the guest started to arrive. Some of Willow’s friends from work and college showed, with a few who brought dates.
Then some of Angel’s friends showed up and enjoyed ogling the men, especially Spike. Even though Spike did not usually have an issue with gay men, but when one commented how ‘beautiful his eyes’ were and wondered if he could know first hand if the ‘carpet matched the drapes’, Spike decided to stay close to the other ‘manly-men’ that stood around the grill, who talked about sports and drank beer straight from the bottle.
The day wore on with everyone enjoying the food, conversations and each other’s company. When Spike spied Buffy head upstairs by herself, a cat that ate the canary smile graced his full lips as he slowly followed behind. When Buffy exited Willow’s bathroom several moments later, she jumped since she did expect anyone else to be there.
“Spike! You scared me half to death!” Buffy yelped as her hand flew to her chest in fright.
“Sorry luv. Saw you coming upstairs, all on your lonesome, and felt that I had to make sure you were safe.” Spike explained
“Lame.” Buffy retorted
“Who?” Spike asked
“You…..making an excuse to come up here.” Buffy clarified
“No….no excuse. I needed to make sure my girl was safe. Don’t know what kind of beasties that may be lurking from between here and there.” Spike explained as he slowly moved closer to Buffy.
The heat that radiated from their bodies quickly filled the distance between them. Neither knew who moved first, but soon their mouths were in a fierce duel with lips, teeth and tongues. Spike’s hand ran through Buffy’s golden locks as it reached to the back of her neck as he pulled her closer to his muscular body. His other hand rested on her lower back as his thumb drew small circles on her exposed flesh.
Buffy’s hands roamed over his form, she touched but never was able to enough to satisfy her runaway desire. Spike’s mouth broke from hers as it started to feast on the sensitive column of her neck and mostly naked shoulder.
Only after numerous brief throat clearings, Buffy’s lust slightly broke. Buffy’s eyes fluttered open and she looked towards the noise. In the hallway stood Willow, who seemed slightly nervous and Anya, who looked highly impressed.
“Now I see why you’ve been walking like a cowgirl who’s spent months on the range!” Anya declared
Spike pulled his mouth away from Buffy’s neck, as she looked at her friends. Before Buffy could retort, Spike responded.
“Believe you me, she gives as well as she gets.” Spike purred, then his tongue snaked out and touched the front of teeth. Spike gave Buffy another brief, but intense mind-blowing kiss and walked pass the two friends and left the apartment. The two ladies watched as he passed, then their eyes shot to their ‘Cheshire Cat’ smiling friend.
“You Slut! She would have totally fucked him in your hall if we didn’t need more dip Willow!” Anya bellowed to the blushing redhead.
“If these walls could talk…..what would they say? Huh Willow?” Buffy retorted as she tried to take the focus off of her as she fixed her skewed shirt and hair that was now in partial disarray.
“My walls, my secrets. Don’t need you to add to them thank you very much!” Willow huffed with a chuckle as she turned to retrieve the needed dip.
“Sorry….I had no intention for that to happen. He followed me up here…..” Buffy tried to explain as she followed Willow out into the kitchen.
“Yeah….and I saw how much you hated that idea while your hand was checking his package like a baggage handler at Logan Airport!” Anya responded as she followed Buffy out into the kitchen.
“Nice…..!” Willow laughed as she placed some dip from a container into a smaller bowl to bring downstairs.
“If we were any later he would have been cleared for take-off!” Anya added
“Ok…ok anymore airport jokes you want to get in or can we return to the party?” Buffy asked with a snort.
“No…I think I’m good…..you?” Anya asked Willow
“No….I think that about covers it. Let’s head back.” Willow responded. Laughter filled the stairwell as the three ladies headed back downstairs to the party.
The rest of the party went by in a blur; with card games, small volleyball game, drinking, eating and conversations that filled the day. When the sky became dark, Amy decided to join the party with her stoner boyfriend. They partook in left over food and disappeared again.
Later around 9ish, fireworks could be heard filling the evening sky. The parties rushed to the balconies located in Willow’s and Angel’s apartment in attempts to see the fireworks that were being done on the Esplanade in Boston. Buffy always-enjoyed fireworks, but due to the way that Spike’s face lit up as he watched, made her enjoy them even more.
After the fireworks ended and they helped with some clean up, Willow bid them a good night and told them not to worry since Xander and Anya were the clean up team. Xander tried to put in his opinion in the matter, but was out ruled two votes to one. At approximately 1 am the tired lovers made their way to Buffy’s apartment.
“I really did have a brilliant time luv. Besides being visually undressed by Angel’s nancy boy mates, it was perfect.” Spike chuckled as he exited the elevator on her floor.
“Yeah…..that one guy was lucky that he left when he did, I was about to bitch-slap him for those comments.” Buffy joked
“Ohhh….kitten has claws.” Spike purred as he scooped Buffy up, placed her on his shoulder and walked towards her door.
He fished his keys out of his pocket and placed his key into the lock. Early in the summer, they had exchanged keys to one another’s apartment. It happened regularly that when one arrived home, there was their naked partner lounged on the others respective couches or beds. Buffy loved being greeted by a fully naked Spike as he lounged on her couch as he slowly stroked his impressive erection when she came home after a long day at work. Once that godly vision hits her eyes, all is forgotten except the Adonis that is before her.
Buffy giggled as the door opened and he gently dropped her onto the couch. Spike closed the door quickly and tried to join her. Despite the long day, Buffy jumped from the couch and ran into her bedroom, with Spike in hot pursuit. She ran to the other side of her bedroom, so the bed was between them. The only light came from the living room was from a table lamp. The light illuminated behind Spike to hide his features, but Buffy knew a wicked smile was present.
“Spike…..don’t you want your present?” Buffy breathed quickly, not from exertion but from desire.
“Yeah……been a good boy I have.” Spike growled as he started to stalk towards her.
“Spike could you light some candles, I’ll change and be out soon.” Buffy cooed as she walked towards him, placed a small chaste kiss on his lips and left the bedroom. Spike proceeded to light the candles that were placed throughout the room. He removed his shoes, socks and shirt. Left his pants on, but undid the top button. He loved when Buffy undressed him, the sight of her biting her bottom lip as she freed his erection always made him harder. Despite how many times she had seen him naked, the desire that swirled in her emerald depths still bewildered him every time.
Spike was brought from his thoughts as a sultry ‘hi’ came from the doorway. When he looked up, his mind froze with the vision that was before him.
Buffy head was slightly cocked as she eyed him through her thick lashes. Her talented tongue slowly caressed her now painted blood red lips. Her flaxen hair was wildly teased as some flowed over her shoulders, while the rest traveled down her back. She was dressed in a shear crimson baby doll teddy, with black thigh highs that pooled into four inch black stiletto heels. After several moments of Spike’s attempts to form a coherent thought he spoke.
“Luv……come to me.” Spike ordered as he moved from his lounged position on the bed, to kneeling with his hand outstretched. Buffy seductively stalked towards the bed. She hovered slightly out of his reach and with defiance in her eyes she spoke.
“You want me Spike?” Buffy purred as her hand slightly ran across her breast. A deep growl was Buffy’s only response. Buffy’s eyes closed briefly as vibes of pure animal lust flashed across her that left welts of desire burned across her skin. While her eyes were closed, Spike struck lighting quick, grabbed her and pulled her into a scorching kiss.
Buffy was too far gone to play any longer. The brief, but consuming interaction in the taxi, the ‘meeting’ in Willow’s hallway, and the fleeting touches and long glances during the party had kept Buffy on edge all day. She needed him and could wait no longer.
Spike guided Buffy with his body, but their mouths always remained in contact, to the bed. The only way that she knew that she had moved was the soft sheets that kissed her exposed flesh. Coolness of the sheets and the fire of Spike’s body, made Buffy’s flesh quiver with dual sensations. The candlelight played off Buffy’s body as Spike pulled away from her mouth to place his hand on her cheek and whisper to her
“Buffy……I love you.” Spike spoke with a shuttered breath. Despite the minimal light, Buffy could see that tears were formed in his crystal azure eyes. With this admission, Buffy’s eyes watered and she responded immediately
“William…..I love you too.” Her declaration was filled with love. The lovers smiled sweetly at each other, then Spike slowly leaned forward and kissed Buffy passionately. The lust that was once was there was replaced with desire not only for each other’s body but also for a deeper connection of their minds and souls.
Gently Spike removed Buffy’s lingerie as he placed loving kisses over her mounds. Her dusty pink tipped nipples stood erect as they waited for his talented mouth and hands as he explored her flesh completely. Spike traveled down her taunt stomach, with long licks and small nips. Once he arrived to her lacy panties he paused as he breathed in her essence. He placed small kisses on her clothed core and then continued down to her stocking covered legs. While he kissed around the top of the left thigh high, as Buffy removed her stilettos, Spike noticed something white on Buffy’s other leg. Spike lifted his head up from her thigh and asked
“What’s this luv……..cheat sheet in the bedroom?” Spike chuckled. Buffy moaned as she felt the rumble of his lips against her thigh. After a few brief moments she spoke.
“Open it.” Buffy ordered huskily as she moved her thigh to coax him. Spike pulled the small rolled note from her thigh high. Buffy propped her upper body with bent elbows as she watched with pent up excitement. Spike unrolled the paper and quickly read the words. Once the medical jargon penetrated his mind, he understood that this was the ‘green light’ that he was waiting for. Before Buffy could comment, Spike had ripped her thin crimson panties from her body and spread her thighs wide. A brief ‘big bad wolf-smile’ split his lips before the electricity of his mouth was on her sodden core that made her arms give way as pleasure tore through her body.
Spike attacked her heated core with vigor as he ran his extended pointed tongue slowly around her entrance and completely avoided her distended clit. Buffy’s back bowed as she groaned with sheer pleasure. Spike pulled one side of her folds into his mouth as he sucked and gently nibbled. He then released the one side to consume the other fold all the while his fingers lightly caressed the insides of her splayed thighs. Buffy’s hips moved as her body seek out friction that would bring her the release that it craved. After he finished his attention on her outer folds, Spike flattened his tongue and ran it from the base of her opening to the top, still missing her clit.
“Uhhhhh……Spike……please…..” Buffy pleaded as her hips moved more.
“Mmmmm…….your delicious luv…..your sweet like honey……I could feast on you for days.” Spike purred as small puffs of his heated breathed touched her already sensitive pussy. Her descended pearl twitched as Spike could see her moist core glisten from his administrations and her own juices.
Spike leaned down again with a flattened tongue and licked slowly from top to bottom several times before he could sense her impending orgasm. Spike pointed his tongue again and dove directly into her core. He wiggled his gifted tongue as he mouth latched around her cleft to engulf her folds. After several moments of his intense feasting, Buffy’s orgasm rocked through her body. A forceful keen tore from her throat as her back bowed with the intensity of her climax. Spike continued his administrations despite her orgasm, which brought another smaller climax to course through her core. Spike held her legs splayed so he could feast on all that was his doing. He could feel her body relax as he removed his mouth and continued to place long licks along her cleft. After several swipes of his tongue, Spike tapped her clit with the tip. Buffy’ body tensed again as she moaned loudly
“Yes….mmmmm….Spike…..uhhhh….right there.” Spike continued to administer long licks that were followed by small but intense taps on her distended nub. Buffy’s hips again started to rotate on their own volition in the search for another climax. After several minutes of meticulous attention to each area, he latched onto her sensitive clit with his teeth and slightly tugged. Buffy’s hips shot off the mattress and Spike laid his arm over her hips to keep her in place as he continued the sweet torture.
Spike lifted his head as he looked at his golden goddess. Her mouth was slightly parted as she plucked her nipples with her fingers and thumb. Her eyes were hooded as she watched Spike indulged the sweetness of core. Spike placed his the fingers from his hand that was not braced against her hips, at the entrance of her pussy. Spike placed small kisses on the top her mound and worked his way down towards her clit. Simultaneously Spike latched on her distended pearl and inserted three fingers in her sodden core. Another mind-bending orgasm ripped through her body as Buffy screamed in pleasure.
“Oh……Spike……ahhhhh…..ahhhhh……yes!” Spike continued to feast on her clit until Buffy’s hips slowed and he could feel her inner walls decrease in its shutters. Spike then removed his mouth from her clit and started to clean Buffy’s spendings with a flattened tongue as he ran it from base to top, until he felt that she was ‘clean’. He tenderly removed his fingers, which caused Buffy to moan again, from their moist haven. He then removed her honey from each digit. Once he felt that he had ingested all that her body had to offer, he slowly moved up her form as he paused several times to place long licks and open-mouthed kisses upon her spent body.
Buffy realized with a hazed mind that Spike was still in his pants, when she felt the fabric brush against her sensitive skin. After several moments, Buffy was able to form a coherent thought and spoke.
“Spike…..why are you still in you pants?” Buffy spoke softly, still quite ‘soggy’.
“That was about you luv….not me.” Spike claimed as he placed a gentle kiss on her lips. After several beats, Buffy intensified the kiss and became more aggressive once she tasted herself on his lips. Despite how wrung out she was a moment ago, she found a newfound strength and flipped Spike onto his back. After several moments of kissing him intensively, her mouth left his as it traveled down his neck, his muscular chest and now at his chiseled abs. Buffy looked up at Spike as she started to finish remove his pants.
While she slid the pants over his hips she heard a crinkling sound in his left pocket. As she removed his pants she moved her body to the end of the bed. She slid her feet to the floor as she fished her hand into his pocket. Buffy pulled out a small piece of folded paper. She inspected it briefly and held it up.
“Is this what I think it is Spike?” Buffy asked with excitement. Spike brought his supine form up onto his elbows, mimicked Buffy’s earlier position as he responded.
“That it is luv……but I didn’t want you to just because of a note and definitely not because I was given the immense pleasure of tasting you.” Spike purred.
Before Spike could respond, Buffy eyes flashed as she now realized there was nothing that stood in her way of tasting him. She slowly stalked towards the bed, leaned forward as she placed her hands down so she could slowly crawl towards him.
Once she reached his throbbing erection, she looked at him, slowly licked her crimson stained lips and her tongue reached down to flick over the now lightly purpled helmet. Immediately Spike’s head bowed back as pleasure raced through his body. Buffy placed tentative small licks on the belled head, before she wrapped her lips around the head completely. Spike could no longer support himself on his arms as he let go and landed softly onto the bed. Moans emitted from his throat as her heated mouth surrounded him slightly as she continued to run her tongue over the bulbous knob. Spike’s hand gently lowered into Buffy’s hair as he ran his fingers through her silky mane.
Buffy lowered her mouth as she continued to suck his cock with vigor. Her cheeks hollowed as the suction brought his erection further into her awaiting mouth. She placed her hand at the base of his cock as her mouth traveled further and further down. Due to his shear size, she was unable to fully engulf him, the flesh of his shaft that was exposed, was covered by her fingers that formed a fist around him. Buffy started to move up and down his erection with gentle pulls of both her mouth and fist.
“Buffy…..uhhhh…..that’s it luv……your mouth is incredible……yeah…..mmmmm.” Spike mumbled his praises as Buffy worked him into a mindless frenzy.
With her loose hand, she softly cupped his balls and caressed them. Spike’s neck bowed as intense pleasure washed across his features. Buffy could feel Spike’s body as it prepared to climax when he growled
“Buffy, come here……I want to taste you when I come.” Without the release of his cock with her mouth or fist, Buffy moved her body from between his thighs to straddle his face, with each knee that rested near his ears. The moment he saw her core above him, Spike grabbed her hips, and then raised her head and his mouth clamped on her drenched pussy. Spike could feel Buffy shutter and her moan vibrate against his flesh that was incased in her mouth.
The lovers continued to feast upon each other as they received and gave intense pleasure concurrently. Spike felt his orgasm quickly approach, so he sucked her clit into his mouth and tenderly placed small nips onto the sensitive nub as he placed two fingers inside her fiery cleft. An orgasm shutter through her womb as she tried to cry out as she mouthed his cock, as Spike orgasm tore through him. His warm seed splashed in the back of her throat and Buffy continued to milk him until his hips slowed and his pulsating shaft stilled as Spike continued to savor Buffy’s spendings.
As the lovers gained some semblance of control, Buffy moved her hips from their current position and then she lay next to Spike as she curled into his side. The only noise in the room was the heavy breaths of the pair as they enjoyed the silence and the feeling of one another’s bodies.
A brief time later, Spike could feel Buffy’s body shake with quivers of laughter that followed her intense orgasms. Manly pride came forth as he realized that it seemed that she always laughed after their time together. Spike placed a chaste kiss on her golden crown. Once her body started to still, Spike placed a tender finger under her chin, lifted her face and starred deep into her eyes.
When cerulean met emerald, the love that they proclaimed earlier swelled from their souls and spoke to one another without a word. Buffy leaned slightly down, grabbed the discarded comforter, covered them, and curled into his side. She then placed a loving kiss on his chest and closed her eyes. Spike ran his fingers soothingly through her locks as he felt her breaths deepen, which signaled sleep. Spike soon followed her with a permanent smile embossed across his lips.
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Hope everyone enjoys! Reviews are welcomes and Loved!!! Smut queen rides again! Later on, on 10/8 I fixed a reposted the chapter. It's generally the same but I needed to fix some grammatical errors and fixed the flow of some sentences.. Sorry
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I hope nobody is offended with the negative names I used to refer to people who are gay. It was in no way shape or form to insult, hopefully I didn't do so.