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Chapter 9

Misunderstood Part 2

Spike couldn’t stop pacing back and fourth behind the stage. She still wasn’t here yet. Cordy had promised Spike she would make sure Buffy went to the Bronze tonight. She had been confused at first as to why Spike was so insistent that Buffy be at the club, but once Spike had filled her in on what had happened with Riley that afternoon she had quickly agreed.

Spike had spent the whole afternoon trying not to worry too much about what had happened with Buffy. He knew it was a misunderstanding. If he could just get her here tonight to hear what he had to say he knew they would work things out.

He was done fighting it. He didn’t care how wrong it was, or what people would think. He was in love with her, and he was tired of fighting it. By the end of tonight Buffy would be his. The rest of the world be damned.

“Man would you please stop pacing, your making me dizzy.” Turning to face Xander he couldn’t help but sigh. “What is up with you anyway?”

“It’s nothing okay,” Spike snapped.

“Yeah sure,” Xander sighed. “Is this about the new song you had us practice like a million times this afternoon? I didn’t say anything in front of the other guys, but it almost sounded like an apology to a chick,” Xander fished. Spike sighed running his hand through his hair.

“I screwed up okay, and I have to make it right... I just hope she can forgive me,” Spike confessed.

“I didn’t know you where seeing anyone,” Xander replied shocked.

“It just sort of happened... but she’s amazing and I fought it because...” Spike suddenly stopped realizing what he almost admitted.

“Because?”

“You wouldn’t understand.” Spike sighed looking at his feet.

“Okay, well, I’m not going to push, but when you’re ready man I’m here to listen... not judge.” Xander smiled patting him on the back.

“It’s time.” Both Xander and Spike looked up at Angel. Nodding, they prepared to head out onto the stage.

They had been on stage all night without even one break. Buffy had been there with her friends for a few hours now. Spike wanted to sing her song first, but he knew if he did he would never finish the whole gig. All he would want is to go talk to her, and now the night was finally coming to an end.

Looking out into the crowd, Spike saw Buffy sitting at the reserved table with her friends refusing to look at him. Taking a much needed deep breath, he grasped the microphone.

“I want to finish tonight with a song I wrote myself just this afternoon. The thing is I know this amazing woman who is everything I ever wanted,” he started. Buffy looked up at him shocked. “But I keep screwing it up, and I just want her to know... I’m sorry about today. I was wrong, and I’m in love with you,” he said looking right into Buffy’s eyes. He could see they were glassy and she was clearly trying to compose herself.

“It’s called Misunderstood.”

Should I? Could I? Have said the wrong things right a thousand times. If I could just rewind, I see it in my mind. If I could turn back time, you'd still be mine. You cried, I died. I should have shut my mouth, things headed south, YEAH. As the words slipped off my tongue, they sounded dumb. If this old heart could talk, it'd say you're the one. I'm wasting time when I think about it

Buffy couldn’t believe it. Spike had just admitted to being in love with her, and now he was up on the stage singing a song he had written himself just for her. Maybe she over reacted today. Maybe he wasn’t going to tell her they couldn’t be together.

I should have drove all night, I would have run all the lights. I was misunderstood. I stumbled like my words, Did the best I could. Damn, misunderstood. Could I? Should I? Apologize for sleeping on the couch that night. Staying out too late with all of my friends. You found me passed out in the yard again.

Buffy couldn’t help the smile that formed remembering the night she had found him passed out on the front lawn. It had been right after Cecily had cheated on him. She had come home from the Bronze to find him there. Thankfully their parents had not been home as she dragged him inside and tucked him into bed, looking after him.

You cried, I tried. To stretch the truth, but didn't lie. It's not so bad when you think about it. I should have drove all night, I would have run all the lights. I was misunderstood. I stumbled like my words, did the best I could damn, misunderstood intentions good.

She knew what he was trying to tell her now. He made a mistake but so had she. This afternoon when she thought he was blowing her off again; he wasn’t. She had misunderstood him. As much as she wanted to hear the rest of the song she also wished it would end so she could talk to him alone. She could feel the nervous butterflies in her tummy as they looked into each other’s eyes.

It's you and I, just think about it... I should have drove all night. I would have run all the lights. I was misunderstood. I stumbled like my words, did the best I could. I HANGING OUTSIDE YOUR DOOR, I BEEN HERE BEFORE, MISUNDERSTOOD. I stumbled like my words, did the best I could. Damn, misunderstood intentions good.

Finishing the song, Spike and the band said goodnight as the club started to attempt to close down for the night. Buffy and her friends moved out of the club with everyone else.

“I might walk home tonight,” Buffy announced to her friends.

“I think I should drive you,” Cordy replied looking concerned, “after what happened with Riley.”

“I’ll be fine Spike gave him a really good scare. I don’t think we’ll be seeing him again for a while trust me.”

“Are you sure Buffy?” Willow asked concerned.

“I’ll be fine. I promise.” Reluctantly, the girls agreed, said their goodbyes and went their separate ways. Buffy slipped into the ally next to the Bronze waiting silently.

Spike had seen Buffy leave the club with her friends over twenty minutes ago. He had hoped she would wait for him. Had she not understood what he was trying to say in his song? Was telling her about his love for her a bad idea? Maybe he scared her off.

Sighing, he tried to clear his mind and moved to help the guys load the last of the equipment into Oz’s van. Once finished, he waved as they drove off into the night. Moving to head to his car, he suddenly stopped when someone stepped out in front of him.

“Buffy,” he gasped surprised. “You scared me, luv.” She just smiled almost like she had a secret.

“What?” he asked confused by her silence. Stepping forward, she looked up into his eyes.

“I love you too.” She smiled shyly. Spike felt himself lose control at her admission. Grasping her around the waist, he pulled her into a demanding kiss. As he pushed her up against the ally wall her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. She moaned at the feel of his hard cock rubbing her aching center. She was slightly surprised when he pulled away putting her down.

“It’s not what you think, luv,” he informed her when he noticed the hurt look on her face. “I just don’t want our first time together to be in a filthy ally. You deserve better then that, Buffy.” She felt her heart soar at how highly he thought of her.

“Ever the gentleman.” She smiled walking up to him and grabbing the lapels of his leather duster. “I want you, Spike. Please,” she begged her voice thick with lust. Taking her hand, he ran her out of the ally heading to his car. He jumped in and floored it. Spike was headed for home intending on finally having the woman of his dreams.

They made it home in record time. The front door slammed open as they tumbled into the house. Their hands reached out for each other. Kicking the door closed, they headed for the stairs never breaking their kiss.

When Spike felt his feet hit the stairs, he finally broke the kiss. Smirking down at the blonde goddess in front of him, he slid one hand down her thigh. Buffy moaned at the feel of his hands on her body. Everywhere he touched left shivers in their wake.

Slipping his hands down her body and cupping her bum, he easily lifted her. Feeling her lean legs wrap around his waist, he moved in to kiss her again. They practically ran up the stairs and into his room, kicking the door shut behind them.

No sooner had they passed through the threshold and into his room, Buffy was pulling his shirt up and over his head. She tossed it to the ground without a second thought. Running her hands up and down his perfectly sculpted chest, she couldn’t help but smile with womanly pride as she heard him moan at the feel of her nails running across his nipples. She pushed him back onto the bed, grinning, as he gazed hungrily up at her.

She didn’t waste a second before sliding her way up his body, coming to a stop when she sat astride him. They both moaned at the feel of his hardened member pressing against her clothed sex.

Sitting up, Spike lifted her shirt up and over her head tossing it to the floor along with her bra. Buffy let out a gasp as he kissed his way down her throat. Spike wanted to eat her alive. She sat on top of him, straddling his waist and rubbing against him in all the right ways. With every movement she made, every breath she took, her chest bare and begged him to touch her two perfect mounds.

Taking one hardened nipple into his hot mouth, he saw to it properly, before doing the same to the other. Buffy moaned in delight, threading her hand through his hair, pulling him closer.

When Spike move away Buffy pushed him down onto the bed. She smiled wickedly, sliding down his body, leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses down his chest until she reached her destination. Her hands undid his jeans and pulled them down, stopping briefly to untie his shoes before stripping him of the rest of his clothing. Buffy let out a groan at the sight of his now naked form. She had never seen anything so perfect in all her life.

His chest was hard and rippled. His body lean and long. His cock was... “Oh my God!” He was huge, hard and begging for attention. True she had seen his cock before, but that night it had been dark, and she had been drunk.

Buffy’s mouth watered at the sight of his cock jumping under her gaze. Smiling up at him, her green eyes sparkled with mischief. She gave him no warning before taking his hardened cock into her mouth. He had forgotten how amazing it felt to have her red, wet lips wrapped around his hardened length.

“Oh God,” he groaned out; her mouth was so hot. Spike felt like he was on fire. He glanced down and almost came at the sight. She was sucking her cheeks in and he watched as she sucked him up and down. Bringing her hand into play, she cupped his balls, massaging them softly and making him moan in approval.

Taking him deep into her throat and swallowing around his head was almost his undoing. Spike let out a strangled moan at the feel of her taking him in so deep. He glanced down and felt his eyes roll back at the sight before him. Spike felt like he was going to cum at any second. Pulling her up his body, he flipped them so he was now on top of her. She looked confused and slightly hurt, but he cupped her check and he smiled reassuringly.

“When I cum tonight I want to be inside your sweet pussy,” he whispered huskily in her ear causing her to blush and moan at the same time. He kissed her feverishly, moving down her body to take one perk nipple into his mouth, sucking and nipping at it skillfully before moving to the other.

Buffy was moaning under him, lifting her hips as she desperately sought some friction to help ease the ache between her legs. Kissing his way down her body, he stopped at her heat, admiring her glistening lips and parting them with his fingers.

He felt her shudder beneath him as his fingers lightly brushed across her clit, and he smiled to himself before bending down to take it into his mouth. He sucked and nipped at her delicate flesh and slipped two long fingers into her welcoming heat, watching her toss her head back and forth in pleasure.

“Oh god Spike,” she moaned. Spike couldn’t help the smile that formed on his mouth. He loved the effect he was having on her. Spike could feel that her orgasm was close. Slipping a third finger into her, he pumped into her forcefully, feeling himself getting even harder at the sight of her laying naked, legs spread his fingers disappearing and reappearing in and out of her tight quim.

He sucked and licked at her heat like a man dying of thirst. Buffy bucked her hips wildly as her walls clamped down around his invading fingers. Arching her back, she screamed in release.

“SPIKE!” she wailed in her release as her orgasm washed over her in waves. She didn’t know it was possible, but her orgasm was even more intense then the one with Spike earlier that day. Spike smirked and crawled his way up her body.

She looked so beautiful with her green eyes shining in the moonlight that poured into the room. Her long golden locks fell over her shoulders framing her face. Her pert breasts bouncing with every movement she made.

Buffy could feel his hardened length rubbing against her wet heat, coating his cock in her juices. He couldn’t take it anymore; he needed to be inside her. Spike gazed at Buffy quizzically, silently asking permission. She met Spike’s eyes and raised her hips in a silent welcome. She moaned when his cock slipped between her wet lips and rubbed against her clit. Spike teased her with a few strokes to her clit before positioning himself at her entrance and slowly sliding in.

He groaned at the feel of how tight she was. He’d never felt anything like it, almost like she was chocking him. Spike was halfway in when realization hit. Buffy was a virgin. He was taking away her virginity.

“Oh god. Buffy…I-” he started, but she was quick to stop him.

“Please, Spike. D-don’t stop… Please,” she begged, meeting his lips in a gentle kiss. Buffy sighed in relief when he kissed her back.

“I’m so sorry, pet,” he whispered in her ear. Buffy was confused. It was moments later that she realized what he was apologizing for. With one strong thrust he broke her virginal barrier, causing Buffy to cry out in pain, a lone tear slipping down her check.

“I’m so sorry, luv. It will ease soon. I promise,” he whispered lovingly into her ear.

Buffy nodded and leaned into the hand that was wiping the tear from her checks. When the pain started to ease Buffy slowly begun to move under him. Spike felt her movement and knew that her pain had diminished. Glancing down to meet her gaze, he started to slowly thrust in and out of her. Buffy let out a moan at the feel of Spike finally being inside of her.

It had never been this good, this intense. Spike felt his eyes roll back at the sensation. There was no other word to describe it other than incredible.

“Oh god, you’re so tight.” Spike couldn’t help but groan, fuelling a fire that had started to burn inside of Buffy. She raked her nails down his back and gasped as his thrusting became faster.

They groaned at the feel of each other; he was so big and Buffy could feel him stretching and filling every inch of her. She was so full. Having Spike inside her felt like coming home. She was complete and whole, and no matter how wrong everyone would say this was in this moment it was so right.

“Oh god, Spike,” Buffy moaned quivering in pleasure beneath him with every thrust. Spike hit just the right spot inside her.

“Buffy, you feel so bloody good, pet,” Spike groaned. Buffy loved the sound of his voice as they made love; it made her hotter and wetter. Not giving herself a chance to second guess, she let it spill from her lips.

“Tell me more… gah… tell me how it feels being inside me,” she begged. He felt his skin go hot as electric shocks shot through his body straight to his cock at her question.

“You feel so hot and so bloody tight… you feel like heaven.” Spike slammed his hips down earning him a gasp from Buffy. “You’re so wet. Tell me it’s for me, only me, pet,” he groaned, begging for her to be only his.

“Yes! You! O-only you,” she moaned. “Don’t s-stop. Harder…I need fast-” she groaned as Spike obliged, thrusting into her harder and faster.

She was so close. She knew she wouldn’t last much longer; he felt too good. Each time he moved her leg into a new position, he seemed to slide in even deeper. Spike stretched her filling every part of her. She could feel every ripple and vein on his cock as he slipped in and out of her.

His voice was hot against her skin whispering sweet nothings in her ear. The feel of him pounding into her heat, slipping in and out of her, sent her walls fluttering. Feeling her beneath him, Spike quickened his pace, growling when her hands cupped his bottom and pulled him in harder and faster. She was spiraling completely out of control. Buffy let go. Her walls squeezing his cock like a vice grip as she wailed in release. Spike was panting and letting out a groan when she scraped her nails down his back, his hips thrusting hard and fast against hers.

“SPIKE!” He thrust into her a few more times before he found his own release, groaning as he spilled his seed into her welcoming body.

“Buffy,” Spike moaned leaving hot open mouthed kisses along her neck and collar bone as he came down from his high.

“I love you,” he whispered looking into her eyes lovingly.

“I love you too.” She smiled leaning up kissing him gently. Spike rolled off her. Both Buffy and Spike took a shuddering breath as he slipped from her warmth. He rolled them onto their sides and pulled the blanket up to cover them, sliding an arm around her small waist and pulling her close.

Spike took a deep breath, inhaling her scent, enjoying the feel of having her in his arms. He knew they should talk, but he decided they could deal with the aftermath tomorrow. All he knew was that he couldn’t walk away now. No matter what happened he knew they were meant for each other. Sighing happily, they both quickly fell into a dreamless sleep.


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