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Playing Around With Love/ part 2




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"Sometimes, how the world can seem so friendless
And the road ahead so endless
And the dream so far away...

Sometimes, when I'm almost to surrender
Then I stop...and I remember
I have you to save my day....."
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Spike pushed open the door of the crypt and pulled Buffy
inside. Slamming the door with a well placed kick, he picked
her up and carried her across the marble floor and down to the
lower level.

He kissed her, then tossed her down on his bed. Straightening
up, he discarded his coat and shirt.

Buffy watched him strip as she sat up and pulled off her
jacket, tossing it onto the floor. Breathing rapidly with her
excitement, she whipped off her sweater as well.

Without breaking eye contact, Spike stood on one foot at a
time and yanked off his boots.

Buffy unlaced her track shoes and sent them across the
room.

Their actions became a contest to see which one could get
naked first.

Grinning, Spike wrenched his belt buckle open and unbut-
toned his jeans.

Buffy popped the top snap of her pants and unzipped them.

Spike shoved his pants down and stepped out of them, and
Buffy was a little surprised to see that he wore no undergarments
of any kind. She lay back on the bed and removed her pants,
leaving her in nothing but a couple of scraps of lace that called
itself underwear.

Her eyes moved over him, lingering where his fully erect penis
extended straight out from his body. She felt a tightening between
her thighs at the size of it.

Still panting slightly, she twisted open the front clasp of her
bra, nearly tearing it in her hurry to be rid of it. As the bra slipped
down and off, she rose to her knees, thrusting her breasts forward.

Spike paused, mesmerized by the full curves of her breasts, tipped
with dark rose colored nipples. "Christ, you're a knock-out."

Buffy smiled. "Come over here and say that," she invited, holding
out one hand.

He knelt on the bed in front of her, sliding his arms snugly around
her. His hands moved down her back, fondling her soft skin. They
both moaned at the sensation of his hard cock pressing against her.

"That's good," she said.

Looking down at her, he noticed that her panties were held
together by tiny satin ribbons. He pulled the bows out on each side
and the white lace fell from her hips. Scooping the fragile material up
in one hand, he brought it to his face and inhaled her scent.

Buffy was tickled by the action. "So, if I get lost," she asked teasingly,
"does that mean you'll be able to find me?"

He chuckled. "I don't need anything to help me find you, luv. No matter
how lost you get...I'll always find you."

Tossing her panties onto the nightstand by his bed, he held her hips
closer to his. "Spread your legs a little."

Buffy complied, moving her knees a bit farther apart.

With one hand, he pushed down gently on his cock and slid it be-
tween her legs, then moved his hips slowly back and forth, imi-
tating intercourse.

Buffy gasped at the feel of his shaft pressing against her wet-
ness.

"Feel good?" he asked.

She nodded. "Yeah. Feels real good."

Spike grinned. "And that's only the beginning," he replied.

Buffy shivered pleasantly at the promise in his eyes.




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"Often my imagination
Has me reaching out too far
When I fell, you were there
With your hand in the air
You knew from the start.."
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Kneeling on the bed in front of her, Spike towered
over Buffy. He cupped her face in his hands and
tilted her head back. "Kiss me," he begged softly,
drowning in her passion glazed green eyes.

She moistened her lips and parted them the second
before his mouth captured hers. Moaning softly in her
throat, wrapped her arms around his neck and held on
tightly.

He slipped his tongue into her mouth, where it went
searching for hers. She met it eagerly and teased it,
played with it, and then followed it back into his own
mouth.

His hands moved from her face, gliding down the
sides of her neck to her shoulders. From there, it was
a short journey down to her breasts. Taking them both
in his hands, he squeezed them firmly, rubbing her
nipples with his thumbs.

Buffy broke their kiss and looked down. She watched
his hands as they moved on her, fondling and molding her
flesh to his own desires. His fingers felt cool and wonder-
ful on her overheated skin.

"Do you like that, baby?" he asked. It was a rhetorical
question, he could see for himself how much she liked
it.

Buffy said nothing, but she brought her own hands up and
covered his with them, making him squeeze tighter.

Spike nuzzled the side of her throat, then kissed a path
down to her breasts. Lifting one to his mouth, he began to
lick and suck it until she was squirming in his grasp.

She pulled away from him and stretched out on the bed,
inviting him to join her by holding out her arms.

"Buffy," he murmured, "I want you...so much."

Smiling, she arched her hips towards him. All she
wanted in the world at that moment, was to feel him in-
side of her.

Spike fell forward, catching himself on his hands. He
dropped a brutally hard kiss on her mouth, then tore
away from her. "You do it," he said. "Put me inside
you."

With a wild thrill rushing through her, she reached
down and took his shaft in her hand, guiding it to the
entry she had already prepared for him with wetness and
warmth.

His head jerked back, his face contorted with pleasure.

"Oh, fuck," he growled, plunging forward and burying his
cock with one thrust. In her all the way to the hilt, he
ground himself against her, stimulating her clit with the
base of his erection.

Buffy's hands moved down his back, and she cupped the
firm cheeks of his ass in her hands, making him be still,
wanting to savor the first connection of their bodies.

Spike covered her face and neck with kisses, as he
slowly ground his hips from side to side, setting off new
skyrockets in her head.

When he felt her dig her nails in, he released a primitive
grunt of pure lust and began to thrust and withdraw,
pushing in so hard that he actually moved her up in the
bed.

Propping himself up on his forearms, he bent his head
and caught one nipple in his mouth, sucking it hard,
feeling the contractions of her sex as it strangled his
cock.

"Oh, god, oh god, oh god," she whined, her body going
wild beneath his. "Yes...oh, yes."

When she consciously tightened her internal muscles,
it drew a loud groan from her lover. His head came up,
releasing her nipple with a wet sucking pop.

He pounded into her, relishing the sounds their bodies
made as they slapped together, then peeled apart.

Buffy wanted more. Nudging his arms out from under
him, she pulled him down all the way, wanting to feel the
weight of his body pinning her to the mattress.

Spike let her have her way, knowing that he wasn't hurt-
ing her. Another girl might have been unable to take the
full brunt of his body on her, and in her.

But, this was Buffy...and she had been made for him.

He buried his face against her neck, increasing the pace
of his thrusts.

She drew her legs up, rubbing her thighs against his and
then crossing her ankles behind his back. "Harder," she
panted in his ear. "Do it...harder."

Spike re-doubled his efforts, pistoning his hips as hard
as he could, coaxing a soft grunt from her everytime he shoved
himself in.

"Oh, Buffy," he moaned. "You're so good...so wet and tight. I
want to stay in you forever...yeah...yeah, that's it...come on
baby...fuck me...fuck me hard..."

When she was about to come, he let her need direct his
actions. He pumped harder when she asked him to, then stayed
still when she wished it, pressing down hard.

Moisture flowed from her, making their bodies slick and
hot as she uttered a high pitched scream. Planting her feet
firmly on the mattress, she pushed up when he came down.

"Spike....I'm coming....you....you come too...please...do
it....oh...yes....now...now....."

Her words pushed him over the top, and he rammed himself
in one more time. Roaring his own pleasure, he threw his head
back as he began to ejaculate. His hips jerked as his come
spewed into her, making them even more slippery and juicy.

As their bodies began to come down, Buffy twined her arms
around his neck, kissing and petting him, and whispering
soft endearments in his ear.

"I've been wanting this for so long," she told him. "You can't
imagine."

He nodded. "Believe me...I can."

Rolling off of her, he pulled her with him until she was
snuggled under his chin, her body streched out on his.

Stroking her damp hair, he sighed with a contentment he
hadn't felt in a very long time. Everything else that he enjoyed
in this world, everything that made him happy, paled into
nothingness beside this one thing, this girl lying so trust-
ingly in his arms. A girl who was more than capable of
fending for herself in a brutal world, but who felt comfortable
letting him take care of her and protect her.

She seemed to know, without being told, that he needed
it to be that way.



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"Sometimes, after all you've done to save me
Through the love you freely gave me
Every step along the way

Sometimes, people ask what keeps me going
And, in truth, it comes from knowing
I have you to save my day..."
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"Buffy?"

"Hmm?"

"You all right, luv?"

She smiled, her head pillowed on his chest. "I'm
wonderful."

Spike hesitated a moment, then said, "I forgot to tell
you something before."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah...I love you, you know?"

Buffy rubbed her cheek against him and snuggled a little
closer. "I love you, too," she said.

"Really?" he smiled.

"Really."

There was a long silence between them.

"Well, how much?"

"How much what?" she asked, yawning.

"How much do you love me?"

"Mmm....lots and lots....tons."

He wasn't satisfied. "But....on a scale of one to ten.."

"One hundred and twenty six thousand, seven hundred and
fifty two," she said. "And two thirds."

Spike tightened his arms around her.

"That's good," he said, beginning to get sleepy with this
warm little bundle in his arms. "Me, too."

He closed his eyes, keeping her close.



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"Sometimes, feeling helpless when I held you
Wishing words would come to tell you
I have you to save my day...."
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The End





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