Buffy ground herself against him as she freed his aching member from his jeans. Spike gasped as she slid her slim hand up and down his shaft and his eyes rolled back. He leaned against the couch in an attempt to support them both.
“Buffy,” he moaned. As she positioned herself above him and slammed down, he could have sworn the world had changed its axis. She drove him to heights he couldn’t imagine as she rocked up and down, her tits bouncing with her every movement.
He knew he was only moments away from coming, but he hung on. He reached between them and furiously rubbed her swollen nubbin with the rough pads of his fingers. Buffy practically growled at the new contact and moved frantically against him.
Spike felt her walls spasm around him and could hold off no longer. He bit her neck hard and she gasped. He came with a roar as her insides squeezed the hell out of him and her climax followed quickly after.
“Well,” she panted heavily as she tried to regain her breath. Spike coughed, dehydrated and light headed from the nights’ activities. “You know, it’s my eighteenth birthday in a few days.”
“Don’t remind me,” he replied drunkenly, his eyes half closed in exhaustion.
“Fine!” she exclaimed as she stood up. Buffy straightened herself and sighed heavily at the tattered cloth that was once her favorite nightdress. In a huff, she moved to leave the house.
“Buffy, no, no don’t do that. Don’t leave.”
“Spike, you’re drunk and I need to get some sleep. I’ll… I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said on her way out the door. Spike tried to reply, but nothing came to mind. Everything was cloudy and dark before he passed out.
The next day, Spike did not come to school. Buffy assumed he was sleeping off his hangover, but it did not stop the worried wrestling of her stomach. What if he had blood alcohol poisoning or something worse? She felt ridiculous for worrying about him; he was a grown man after all. But she couldn’t help it.
At lunch, she tried to focus all her attention on Willow and her birthday party plans. Since Willow’s parents were out of town for the weekend, Buffy had essentially bribed her into hosting her 18th birthday party. Buffy decided that everything was going to be perfect if it killed her. She needed less drama in her life and more fun.
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Only one more day ‘til she’s 18, he repeated in his head. Spike couldn’t believe what an ass he’d been the night earlier. Although he was happy to meet a friend, he was entirely focused on how that night of drinking had made him act. Spike pictured her lovely face, marred with annoyance from his antics. He wanted to tell her how sorry he was but he was far too hung-over to leave his bed.
Maybe when she turned eighteen, it would be better. Maybe their relationship wouldn’t feel so utterly wrong, although most of that feeling in him had died over the past months. Spike sighed and rolled over.
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The Night of the Party
Buffy was miserable. She had wanted so much to have fun at her party, but most of the invited partiers barely knew her. Willow was nowhere to be found so she had been sitting on the couch for an hour, unable to focus on anything but Spike. Sighing, she wished he could be there to comfort her like a real boyfriend.
Buffy straightened out her pink party dress and lightly fluffed her hair. Just as she decided on standing up and getting a drink like everyone else had done, she felt the couch move beside her. Angel was clearly drunk already; he leaned over and leered at her, much to her surprise. She couldn’t help but think how much sexier Spike looked when he leered, even though she usually playfully feigned disgust at his actions.
“And what’s a pretty birthday girl doing sitting all alone?” he slurred, his breath stinking of some mix of alcohols. Why have all men drunk been around me lately? she briefly wondered.
“Nothing, just sitting and enjoying the party,” she replied. “Where’s Willow?”
“Oh who knows, you know? She… she could be anywhere!”
“Uh huh…” she said slowly, grasping how truly drunk he was. “Why don’t you go and find her. I’m sure she’d love your company.”
“But why be somewhere that you’re not? Cause… you’re here. Let’s be here together,” he said smiling a little too much for her taste. Buffy pushed him away lightly.
“I don’t think so, Angel. Why don’t you go sleep this off, hmm?”
“Don’t condescend me! You invited me here cause you wanted me, just admit it Buff!” he said slightly exasperated.
“I invited you to hang with Willow, ok? Now either you go and find her or I suggest you leave.”
“Come on, don’t be like that!”
“Angel!” she said firmly. “Leave. Now.”
Angel backed up and almost fell over onto the floor. Buffy couldn’t understand what Willow saw in him. Just then, she noticed Willow staring at her from across the living room. Buffy bolted upright and attempted to reach her through the slew of people.
“Willow!” she yelled as the girl in question threw her arms up and dashed out the front door. After a minute of internally cursing herself, she followed and walked into the cool night air. She didn’t walk outside more than two steps before she noticed Spike running towards her from across the street.
“Spike?” she whispered. Spike jogged to her and stood speechless for a moment.
“Hello luv, I uh…” he scratched the back of his neck, not knowing what to say.
“Thank god its you,” she said as she kissed him heavily. She immediately felt drunk off his taste as he deepened the kiss. As her body was set aflame, he quickly parted from her. “Perhaps we shouldn’t do this only a few feet from your classmates.” Buffy giggled, decidedly happy he came.
“How did you know I’d be here?” she asked, surprised she hadn’t thought of it before. She had told him of the party, of course, but not where it was held; she was sure he wouldn’t come to high school party. But there he was, in all his splendor, looking more handsome than ever.
“Willow told me,” he replied sheepishly. Buffy smiled briefly, but frowned when she realized what had brought her out into the night.
“Damn, we have to find her!” she said as she took his hand and led him into the backyard. “Willow? Willow?!” she begged her friend to show herself. She heard a small sound coming from the other side of the house and rushed to find its culprit.
Buffy couldn’t stop herself from giggling as she witnessed Willow and Oz, a bass and guitar player from the school band, making out against the wall.
Willow stared in shock at Buffy while Oz had no change in expression.
“Buffy?!” she stated incredulously.
“Willow? I came out here to find you, you looked so pissed at me! I’m so sorry, Wills, I-“
“Wait, what are you talking about?”
“The way that Angel was all over me and you saw and-“
“Angel was all over you?” said a furious British voice from behind the house.
“Not right now Spike,” she responded.
“Mr. Giles? Is that you?” Willow asked as the man revealed himself. Oz smirked slightly and nodded.
“Yeah, it’s me,” Spike said.
“Wait, so you’re not mad at me?” Buffy interjected.
“No!” Willow yelled a little too loudly for her taste. “No, I saw Angel making out with Cordelia Chase about an hour ago and was pretty mad about that, but then I started talking to Oz and we just hit it off I guess.”
“Then why did you look so mad?” Buffy asked. Willow’s face turned so red that it was visible in the moonlight.
“Well, Oz whispered something… suggestive in my ear and then left the house. So I, um, followed him out here and… and then you showed up.”
Buffy giggled again, unable to stop herself.
“Well that clears it up I guess,” she said between laughs. Spike stood cautiously behind her unsure of how to react to the situation. Oz did not change his position. “I guess I’ll leave you two to it!” Buffy whispered as they rediscovered each others’ eyes. Spike gripped her hand lightly and led her to the backyard.
“Happy birthday,” he whispered as he kissed her temple. She didn’t know why, but she couldn’t help but feel that everything was weirdly perfect.
How long could it last?
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Hi guys!! I know, I know it's been absolutely forever so I apologize. There was a tragedy in my family (no need to comment on it in the reviews) so I had a lot of trouble trying to reconnect to the work, but here goes nothing I suppose. I know it read a little choppy but I couldn't find a way for this chapter to work the way I wanted. Either way, there will probably be one more chapter and then that's it! Please review, but most of all enjoy!
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