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Chapter 13 – Comfort


Two days later, Buffy walked through the door, holding back her sobs as she
slammed it and walked across the apartment. Sinking down onto the couch,
Buffy buried her head in the cushions as the tears fell.

Spike walked out of his room, running a hand through his hair, still wet
from the shower. He thought he’d heard the door, and walking into the main
room, his eyes widened as he saw Buffy on the couch, her tiny body shaking
with silent sobs.

Spike ran over to her, dropping to his knees in front of her. “Buffy, luv,
what’s wrong? What happened?”

Buffy raised her tear-streaked face to Spike, throwing herself into his arms
as fresh sobs wracked her body.

“Sweetheart, you’re scaring me,” Spike murmured, his stomach in knots as he
held onto her, smoothing her hair.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered in a choked voice.

“What happened?” Spike asked, dreading the answer.

“Angel,” Buffy whispered, clutching at his shirt as Spike leaned back to
look at her.

“What did he do?” Spike growled.

Buffy took several deep breaths, trying to calm herself as she held onto
him. “I-I went over there…I wanted to surprise him, and he was…”

Spike closed his eyes, already knowing the end to this story. “Another
woman?” he whispered, tucking her hair behind her ear.

Buffy nodded as fresh tears streaked down her face.

“I’m sorry, luv.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. Spike
carefully lifted her into his arms, turning around to sit down on the couch
as Buffy burrowed into him, seeking the comfort he provided.

Spike murmured gentle reassurances to her, his hands never stopping their
movements through her hair.

“Is there something wrong with me, Spike?” Buffy asked softly. “Something
that makes guys want to run away from me?”

“No, baby,” he whispered as she pulled back to look at him, feeling the need
to go and beat the piss out of Angel. “There’s absolutely nothing wrong
with you…any man is a fool not to see that.”

Buffy sniffled, looking down as she tried to catch her breath. “Then why
does it feel like my fault?” she whispered.

“Why don’t you tell me?” he asked gently.

“Because I never slept with him,” she murmured, looking at her hands.

Spike felt like cheering, but under the circumstances, settled on a gentle
smile. “Buffy, no one should decide to stay with you just because you slept
together. That’s not fair to you, pet. You’re better than that,” he
whispered, playing with her hair. “I just know that Angel is a bloody ponce
for taking you for granted.”

“Thank you,” Buffy whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips.

Spike stared hungrily at her lips as they pulled away from each other
before looking into her eyes, almost asking permission. Buffy looked at him
nervously as she leaned forward again, lightly pressing her lips to his as
his hands slowly wrapped around her body, pulling her closer to him as she
straddled his lap.

Spike moaned as she deepened the kiss, lightly grinding herself against his
growing erection. Pulling away from each other, their eyes met as Spike
suddenly realized what they were doing.

“We can still stop, Buffy,” he murmured.

Buffy looked into his eyes. “This is crazy, isn’t it?” she asked softly, her
hands running over his chest as she held her breath for his answer.

“It is,” Spike agreed. “And after what I’ve just told you…”

“I know you would never take advantage of me, Spike,” she whispered, looking
to him for confirmation.

Spike leaned forward, brushing light kisses along her shoulder. “No, luv…I
would never take advantage of you. Do you want to do this?”

Buffy didn’t answer as she stood up, pulling him to his feet and kissing him
again. Spike closed his eyes, relishing the feel of her lips against his as
their hands worked on each other’s clothes, trying to pull them off as
quickly as possible.

When both were undressed, Spike felt his breath catch as Buffy blushed under
his gaze. “You’re beautiful,” he said softly, leaving kisses along her jaw.
“Exquisite.”

Buffy arched her back against his body as Spike sat down on the couch,
pulling her on top of him again. Their eyes met in understanding as Buffy
slowly rose up, positioning him at her entrance, before sinking down onto
him.

Spike’s eyes widened as they looked at each other, his breath coming in
gasps at the feel of her surrounding him. Buffy briefly closed her eyes,
reopening them and biting her lip as she began to slowly move on top of him.

Spike could see and feel her hesitancy as he leaned forward, meeting her
lips with his as his hands wandered along the curves of her body, slowly
coming up to cup her breasts. He smiled against her lips at the breathy
moans she was giving him. He could feel the change in her attitude, and it
was his turn to moan as she began moving against him with more confidence.

Spike clenched his jaw as his hands traveled to her hips, controlling her
movements so he wouldn’t come too soon. His head fell to her shoulder as
she moved with him.

“I’ve dreamed about this,” she whispered, running her hands through his
hair, her words alone nearly sending Spike over the edge. “I’ve wanted
you for so long.”

“I’ve wanted you, too, pet,” he rasped, closing his eyes in pleasure.
“Needed you…every bloody minute since I met you.”

Buffy vaguely heard his words, but didn’t have time to think about them when she feltl herself begin to lose control as she moved at a more furious pace. “Oh God, Spike,” she moaned as he wrapped his arms around
her.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss. Buffy broke away after a moment,
screaming out her climax as she moved on top of him, losing all of her
inhibitions as she rode wave after wave of ecstasy.

Her scream sent Spike pulsing inside of her, calling out her name as they
continued to move together, both riding out the bliss.

As reality began to come back to them, Spike felt an overwhelming sense of
guilt. ‘You should have told her,’ he thought, inwardly kicking himself.
‘It’s not fair that she doesn’t know.’

Buffy’s eyes widened as she caught her breath. “Spike-“

Spike placed a finger over her lips as they separated from each other, both
still craving the contact the other had provided. “Don’t think,” he
murmured, pulling her close to him as they lay down on the couch together.
“Don’t worry about anything. We’ll work everything out.”

Buffy relaxed, cuddling close to him as her eyes drifted closed in
exhaustion.

* * * * *

Buffy’s eyes slowly opened the next morning, frowning slightly when she
encountered a muscular chest in her line of vision. Her eyes widened as she
sat up, the previous night's activities coming crashing back to her as she
took in their naked bodies.

At some point, Spike must have covered them with a blanket. Buffy grabbed
it, wrapping it around her body as she began to gather her clothes. “Oh my
God,” she said, trying to hold her tears back. She realized that her
weakness had probably ruined the best friendship she had ever had.

Spike stirred slightly, opening his eyes and smiling when he saw Buffy. The
smile immediately disappeared when he saw that she was rapidly trying to
find her clothes.

“What’s wrong, pet?”

Buffy’s eyes snapped up to him before turning away with a blush at his
naked form. Spike smiled, but sat up anyway, quickly pulling on his jeans before
walking over to her.

“What’s wrong?” he asked again.

“I’m sorry, Spike,” Buffy whispered, biting her lip against the tears. “I
never meant to take it that far, and I’ve probably really messed this up
and-“

“Buffy! You haven’t messed up anything,” Spike said, wanting to take her in
his arms but settling on grabbing her hand.

“How can you say that?” Buffy asked. “I just slept with a man who I had
written off as being my number one off-limits guy and-“

“Buffy,” Spike said softly, closing his eyes before opening them to stare
into Buffy’s. “I’m not gay.”



A/N We’re thinking about putting this story on hiatus for a little while…just kidding! *insert evil laugh* (Scared you for a minute, huh?) Please review for the next chapter!





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