Author's Chapter Notes:
Buffy finds herself in a dangerous situation, Will Spike come to her rescue?

A HUIGE thank you to my lovely beta Puppetcancer for going over this chapter for me so quickly. Also MASSIVE thank you to Edgehead (Mel) for the amazing banner you the best hun!. Warning: This chapter deals with attempted rape.
Chapter 8

Misunderstood part 1

Two days, just two more days, Spike reminded himself. Two more days and their parents would be home, two more days and he could start moving his stuff into his own place that he would share with the band. Two more days and he would be free of this nightmare.

He had to admit he had seen very little of Buffy this past week. She had spent most of her free time with her friends or Riley or ”Captin Cardboard” as he liked to call him. Sure the guy came off as nice but something was off with the guy. Spike could feel it and talk about being boring, the guy was about as exciting as watching paint dry.

But Buffy seemed…. Well, not happy, but content, so Spike kept his mouth shut no matter how much the whole situation was ripping his guts out. Looking around the house, Spike knew he would miss this place.

He would miss seeing the happy smiling face of his mother, the way their parents were still clearly in love even after all their years together and of course, he would miss Buffy, god he would miss her but he had to believe that distance was the best thing for them, especially after what had happened between them this past week and a half.

Moving up the stairs and towards his room, Spike intended to get his gear together for their gig tonight at the Bronze but as he passed Buffy’s bedroom, muffled groans stopped him in his tracks.

“Buffy,” he called out softly, as he approached the closed door. “Are you okay?” He got no response, but what he heard next sent panic burning through him.

“No stop…. I said stop Riley!” He heard Buffy snap angrily. “Riley you’re hurting me… I’ll scream,” she warned him.

“Oh yeah, scream for me baby.” He heard Riley sneer. Spike moved fast kicking the locked door with all his might. The handle snapped off the door under the pressure causing the door frame to splinter.

The first thing Spike saw was Riley on top of Buffy, one of his hands were holding her arms above her head while the other roughly grasped her clothed breast. His knees were between her legs forcing them apart.

Spike could see tears in Buffy’s eyes as she tried in vain to remove her attacker. Moving across the room Riley had no chance to react to the door being kicked in as Spike grabbed him by the back of the neck, lifting him from Buffy. He threw the meaty jock across the room, slamming him into the wall, clearly knocking the wind from him.

Spike was on him in a second smashing his fists into Riley’s face, Spike wasn’t sure how many times he had hit the other man before Buffy’s screams stopped him. Turning to look at a scared and shaken Buffy Spike turned back to face Riley’s bloody, bruised and quickly swollling face.

“You stay the hell away from my sister or I’ll track you down and finish the job I started on your face…. You understand me, Finn?” Spike hissed. Riley nodded groggily before Spike pushed him out of the room. “Get out of my house!” He snapped, watching as Riley stumbled down the stairs and out of the house.

“Buffy” Spike whispered, moving over to her. Sitting on the bed, he scooped her up, sitting her on his lap, wrapping his arms around her protectively he rocked her gently, whispering promises into her hair. “You're okay luv, I’ve got you now, I’ll always be here to protect you I promise.”

Buffy sobbed into his chest for what seemed like hours but it had barely been five minutes when she looked up at him. Spike moved forward, gently wiping the tears from her checks.

“What happened, pet?”

“We spent the day at the beach and then we came back here for lunch, you were out and I went upstairs to have a shower, wash the sand off, you know?” Buffy sighed, trying her best to explain. “I got dressed in my bathroom and when I came out, I found him in my room, he had shut and locked the door. I said we should go back to the kitchen that mum and dad had a rule about having guys in my room but he just…. ignored me.”

“Oh, Buffy,”

“He started to kiss me, but there was something different in his kiss, it was rougher, more…. I don’t know, controlling, I guess. I went to move away from him but he pushed me onto the bed, I told him to stop but he wouldn’t, he just kept grabbing at me and trying to kiss me, about a minute later you came in…. god, I feel like such a fool,” she whispered, looking down, ashamed.

“Buffy, this isn’t your fault; he never should have come into your room uninvited, let alone try and force himself on you… that’s not a man, pet, that’s a cowardly, pathetic little boy.”

“I know it’s not my fault…. I just meant… Riley seemed so nice, you know nice, normal, sweet… it was all an act though. It seems like every time I feel like I’m getting close to a guy, they turn out to be a jerk,” she whispered harshly.

“I’m sorry pet, that I have caused you so much hurt,” he whispered, feeling gutted all over again. Buffy’s head snapped up looking at him a little shocked before she smiled shyly.

“I didn’t mean you, Spike,”

“Oh,” they locked eyes and try as they might they couldn’t seem to turn away. Spike knew what was going to happen next, he could see it well before it started and even though he knew he should stop it, he decided this time he just couldn’t, he wanted her, he loved her and damn it he was going to have her!

Their lips met gently, slowly moving together, neither moved too fast to deepen the kiss but when their tongues met, Buffy couldn’t stop the moan that escaped her lips, she felt moisture pool between her thighs as he laid her back gently.

“You can tell me to stop anytime, luv,” he whispered, reassuring her, she nodded breathing heavily as he kissed down her neck, unbuttoning her top to expose her braless chest to him.

“Perfect,” he breathed, at the vision in front of him. Flicking his tongue across her hardened nipple he couldn’t help the smile that formed on his lips at the sound of her moan, arching her back, begging him for more.

He leaned in sucking one rosy nipple into his mouth rolling his tongue around it skillfully for a time before moving to give the other the same treatment. By the time he pulled away, Buffy was moaning loudly, weaving her hand through his blonde curls.

He moved down her body leaving hot kisses in his wake stopping when he reached the top of her jean shorts. Unbuttoning her pants, he moved them over her hips and down her legs, tossing them aside along with her black lacy thong. Looking up at her, he groaned at the sight of the goddess that lay before him.

Her golden locks fell around her face in waves, her cheeks were flushed and her lips were red and swollen from their kisses. Spike’s eyes traveled down her body, her nipples were hard and perky, and her stomach was toned and taut. He lowered his eyes to gaze upon her cleanly shaven pussy that glistened with need, she was so wet for him already and they had barely touched each other. Kneeling before her, Spike started to pull her legs open but she couldn’t help but shyly close them.

“You’re so bloody gorgeous pet, don’t hide from me,” smiling shyly at his words, she slowly let her legs fall apart, opening herself fully to his gaze. He couldn’t stop the groan that escaped his lip.

“You’re a goddess,” he whispered, his voice thick with lust. Heat flooded through Buffy like wild fire at his words, the anticipation was driving her mad, to be totally honest she had never had a man go down on her before.

Spike felt himself getting harder at the sight of her glistening heat, his jeans were getting tighter by the minute and he was sure his erection would rip through them soon.


Parting her moist folds with his fingers, Spike teased her clit, flicking a finger across it and then moving it to swirl around her opening. Buffy moaned in pleasure, arching her hips off of the bed, bringing herself closer to his face, silently begging him to touch her more. Buffy arched her hips again and Spike took the opportunity to flick his tongue across her clit.

“Oh god,” she gasped in surprise. The feeling of his moist tongue on her hot pussy was the most intense thing she had ever felt. Spike smirked at her response and continued sucking and nipping at her tender flesh.

Buffy tossed her head in pleasure, she had never felt anything like this, nothing had ever felt this good, she never knew it could be this good, this intense. She knew she should feel guilty, her brother was licking her pussy like a man starved and she loved it and just couldn’t seem to care how wrong it was because in this moment it felt so right.

Buffy couldn’t help but look down at him, his blue eye were gazing at her hungrily as he sucked on her clit, she had never seen anything so hot. She felt a new flood of moisture pool between her legs. Buffy could feel herself nearing her orgasm quickly and when she felt Spike thrust two long fingers into her pussy she fell over the edge wailing his name.

“SPIKE!” Clamping down hard around his fingers, he continued to flick his tongue over her spasiming pussy letting her ride out the waves of her orgasm until he felt her legs relax. Pulling away he couldn’t stop himself from licking his figers clean loving the taste of her jucies. Moaning around his fingers, Buffy watched feeling herself getting hotter just at the sight before her.

She was about to move forward planning to pull him down onto the bed with her but the sound of the house phone stoped her in her tracks. Spike groaned, annoyed at the interruption but he still moved to pick up the phone beside Buffy’s bed.

“What?” He snapped.

“William, really, is that anyway to answer a phone?” He heard his father sigh.

“Sorry dad, what’s up?” When Buffy heard Spike say dad she quickly sat up, closing her top to cover her naked chest, slowly doing up her buttons. Spike stood up as his father spoke.

“Joyce and I will be arriving home Saturday evening at around seven, we just thought we should let you and Buffy know.”

“Yeah, no problem dad, we’ll be here.”

“Alright, well, Joyce is trying to run me out the door, we will see you in two days. I hope you kids are behaving.” Spike felt guilt hit him.

“Of course we're behaving dad.” Buffy cringed moving to slip on her pants quickly buttoning them up, feeling the need to cover herself.

“Love you.”

“Love you too dad, bye,” he replied, before hanging up. Running his hand through his hair nervously he sighed, turning to face Buffy, seeing her now fully dressed standing on the other side of her bed.

He could still taste her on his lips and more than anything he wanted to finish what they had started but he knew they needed to slow down. He couldn’t turn back now he had tasted her and he could never survive if he didn’t make her his forever but that said, he knew they needed to take things slowly.

They needed to figure out how and when to tell their parents. What to say to their friends and until they worked out all those very complicated issues, they needed to go slowly and at least for a while keep their relationship a secret.

“Listen Buffy, I think....” that was as far as he got. Buffy’s face went red with rage, tears pricked her beautiful green eyes and he watched as everything fell apart.

“DON’T!” She yelled, putting her hand up to stop him. “I don’t want to hear it Spike, it will just be the same story different bloody day.... stay the hell away from me,” she spoke, moving for the bedroom door as fast as her feet would carry her.

“I was wrong,” she whispered turning back to face him tears now running down her cheeks “You are one of those jerks!” She snapped, fleeing the house, leaving a stunned Spike behind.

Spike sighed, she had taken him the wrong way, not that he could blame her, all he had done was throw her mixed signals, blowing hot and cold. Moving to his room he knew what he had to do. Picking up his guitar, music paper and a pen be begun to write, now he just had to make sure Buffy was at the Bronze tonight.


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