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Disclaimer -: I don’t own the buffyverse or characters relating to it. The songs used in this fic belong to the artists.
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After letting Willow and Xander know they were leaving, Buffy and Spike grabbed their coats and left the club. They walked out into the cool night air, the music from the club becoming a dull thumping as the door shut behind them. As Spike’s eyes darted to the taxi rank just across from them he felt Buffy step in front of him and grab the front of his shirt and pull him down towards him. She captured his lips in a passionate kiss, tongues stroking, dominating. Spike’s arms wound around her, pulling her flush against his body, his hands caressing any skin he came into contact with.
Buffy walked backwards, pulling Spike with her, then broke off the kiss as quickly as it started before taking his hand and leading him towards one of the available taxi’s.

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They pulled up in front of Buffy’s house and Spike handed over a ten pound note before exiting the taxi and jogging up the path after Buffy who was fishing her keys out of her bag. She felt two strong hands slide around her waist and hot, wet lips affix themselves to her neck as Spike came up behind her. He managed to continue his assault on her neck as they walked up to the front door. Buffy gasped when Spike’s hand ran across her stomach and down into her pants. Her head dropped back onto his shoulder and she took in a sharp breath as his clever finger came into contact with her hot core.
“Spike…” Buffy whispered, her body seemingly having a mind of its own as her hips thrust forwards, his fingers delving into her core as his other hand worked on undoing her pants fully to gain better access.
Buffy suddenly remembered they were still outside as the wind rushed against her face, and she took her key, desperately trying to ignore Spike’s ministrations on her and she inserted the key into the lock, turned and threw the door open.

Buffy unwillingly pulled Spike’s hand away as she turned and jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist, her pussy aching to be tended to once again. She claimed his lips in a hot kiss as they walked into the darkened house, Spike kicking the door shut behind them.

Spike carried Buffy up the stairs, lips never leaving hers as she mumbled against his lips. “Last room at the end”. Spike made his way down the hall, and his grip with one arm tightened on her body as the other arm pushed the door open. Spike walked over to the bed and Buffy leant back pulling him down on top of her, and they landed softly. Buffy ran her hands down and over to the buttons on his shirt while Spike rid himself of his duster. Buffy then used all her strength to flip them over so that she was atop of him. She gazed down into his eyes with heated passion. As she finished working on the shirt buttons, kissing every part of flesh as it was exposed.
She pulled Spike up so that they were both sitting on the bed, her legs still wrapped around his waist.
“You still need your reward for winning the wager earlier.” She smiled wickedly.
Buffy climbed off Spike’s lap and made her way over to her CD player, swinging her hips as she walked. Spike sat on the edge of her bed as she grabbed a CD from the rack and placed it in, switching through to the number she knew was perfect. A sexy, beaty tune filled the room as Buffy turned back to him and smiled devilishly as she walked slowly towards Spike swaying to the music.

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Do you wanna go dancin?
In a club?
We could have a good time and live it up.
Said if you wanna go dancing you gotta wear a tuxedo
And we could do the tango wherever we go
Said if you wanna do the tango then we're gonna need a ballroom
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Buffy stopped in front of Spike and reached round undoing the zipper at the back of her bodice, slowly letting it drop to the floor and smiled at Spike’s response to her lace clad breasts. Buffy undid the clasp and zipper on her leather pants and slid them down, revealing her black thong to Spike. She pulled the clips out of her hair in one swift motion and it fell around her shoulders.

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So she took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom
And then she did it...stripped me half naked
And told me that her body was sacred.
She said I could take it, if I danced with her
But somehow I knew that she was an Indian giver
I said 'what about tomorrow??'
She said 'what about tonight??'
She said 'trust me baby it’ll be alright'
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She flicked her hair over her shoulder and stepped forwards and knelt on the bed, straddling Spike’s lap. She nipped at his neck as she rubbed her dripping core against his errection as she slid down his body, leaving a trail of kisses in her wake. When she was kneeling in front of Spike she took the zipper of his jeans in her teeth and pulled it down, using her free hand to undo the button at the top, and in a flash the pulled the jeans off and threw them over her shoulder.

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She walked in wearin’ stiletto boots
First woman, weddin’ then honeymoon,
This girl that I thought I knew so well
Didn’t know her until we hit the hotel
And we're on the dance-floor, by the seashore
She said 'these nights we dance together is what I live for'
I said 'what about before, before these nights??'
She said 'ask me no questions and ill tell you no lies'
I said 'what about tomorrow??'
She said 'what about tonight??
Trust me baby it’ll be alright'
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Buffy stood back up and swayed her hips to the music as she reached up and undid the clasp on the front of her bra tantalisingly slow. She had no idea where her confidence or the moves she was pulling were coming from but whatever was responsible, she hoped it was here to stay. Buffy let the bra fall to the floor and at the sight of her exposed breasts, Spike grew even harder. She prowled forwards and pushed Spike so he was lying on his back as she ran her tongue up the inside of his thigh. When she reached his aching cock, she gave it a brief flick with her tongue which caused Spike to groan and suck in a breath. She had never done anything like this before but it was as if her body was telling her what to do and hell, he seemed to like it the look of pleasure a sure indicator that she was doing the right thing.

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And so we danced and danced and danced and danced and danced
So we danced and danced and danced and danced and danced all night.
12 o' clock the music stopped [music fades out to silence]
She walked away from me and took her shoes off
And she said 'that’s it'
And I knew it,
She said 'we cant dance without music.' [music starts up again]
I said 'we can dance tomorrow'
She said 'we've already danced tonight, trust me baby you’ll be alright'
It'll be alright.
It'll be alright.
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As the song faded out she straddled him again.
“D’you like that?” She asked, one eyebrow raised, a sinful smile on her lips.
“What do you think?” Spike whispered as he arched his hips, his hard cock rubbing against her pussy.
Buffy’s breath caught in her throat and Spike flipped them over so he was on top of her as the song changed to a slower, more romantic, yet rock beat.

Spike trailed kisses down her body, stopping at her breasts to worship them with his tongue. When his tongue travelled further down Buffy gasped as it came into contact with her overheated core.

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I've been biding my time
Been so subtly kind
I got to think so selfishly
'Cos you're the face inside of me
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Spike ran his tongue over Buffy’s clit and she sucked in a sharp breath.
“Oh god Spike!” She whispered huskily.
He ran his tongue along the edges of her entrance, then inserted a finger and Buffy’s body arched up in response. Spike moved up her body and sucked on her neck as he inserted another finger inside her. His lips came down on her with a bruising force, and Buffy kissed him hard as if trying to gain release from his kisses. Her tongue explored his mouth as he replied with equal vigour, his tongue mimicking the actions of his fingers.

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I've been biding my days
You see evidently it pays
I've been a friend
With unbiased views
Then secretly lust after you
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Their lips never left each others until oxygen became a necessity and they pulled apart only mere millimetres exchanging desperate breaths.
“Please Spike…I want to come with you.” Buffy pleaded.
“What about protection…I didn’t bring…” Spike whispered before Buffy cut him off.
“It’s ok. It’s not that time of the month.” Buffy smiled.
As Spike pulled his fingers out of her and positioned himself at her entrance. Buffy placed a hand on his chest to still him for a moment.
“I…I…I’ve never…” Buffy whispered.
Spike’s hand came up to gently brush the side of her cheek.
“Neither have I.” Spike told her.
Buffy pushed forwards slightly, the head of his cock just inside her opening.
“Are you sure?” Spike asked softly.
“Yes. I’ve never been surer of anything.” She told him quietly.
“This might hurt. The pain won’t last long I promise baby.” Spike assured her as he thrust up quickly to get the pain over with as fast as he could.
Buffy cried out softly in pain, her eyes screwing up tightly as her body willed itself to work past the pain. She had never felt anything like this before, and the pain made tears form in her eyes.

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So now you've gone rusty
You're bored and bemused
You wanna do someone else
So you should be by yourself
Instead of here with me
Secretly
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Spike gently began to thrust, praying that the pleasure would break through the pain. His prayers were answered as Buffy’s body started to relax, and the pain etched on her features started to dissolve.
Buffy felt him stretching her insides and her body tingled all over as the pain subsided and a warm, blissful feeling started to creep through every fibre in her.
Spike ran his tongue over Buffy’s lips and she parted them and their tongues danced together outside their mouths, tasting, touching, caressing. Every time Spike thrust inside her Buffy clenched her pussy and felt Spike’s stomach muscles clench against the skin of her own stomach.

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Trying hard to think pure
Bloody hard when I'm raw
You talking out so sexually
'bout boys 'n girls and your friggin' dreams
So now you feel lusty
You're hot and confused
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They began to meet each other, thrust for thrust and somewhere beneath Buffy’s stomach, a tight ball began to wind into itself, begging for release. Spikes ran one hand up to Buffy’s left breast and took the nipple in between his finger and thumb and rolled it around. His mouth left hers to attach itself to the seemingly neglected nipple and his tongue paid it equal attention.

“Please Spike, I’m so close… come with me” Buffy begged. Her body arched upwards and her hand flew backwards to grasp at the head board as the ball in her stomach grew intensely tight.
Spike could feel his own release approaching and he sent one hand down to her hot core and rubbed her clit firmly.

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So now you've been busted
You're caught feeling used
You had to do someone else
You should've been by yourself
Instead of here with me
Instead of here with me
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This was all she needed for her orgasm to hit and she pulled Spike’s mouth to hers again and they came together as if perfectly synchronised, swallowing each others cries of pleasure. Buffy felt like fire was coursing through her whole body and it was as though the desire was being dispersed through every cell inside her.

Spike collapsed on top of Buffy, and he moved his body so he wasn’t crushing her. Spike placed soft kisses over Buffy’s face as he pulled out of her and she turned so their bodies were still entwined but they were on their sides facing each other. He pulled the duvet out from underneath them and pulled it over them, placing a soft kiss on her lips. Buffy smiled, at him, her breathing more even now.
“You know…It’s crazy. I’ve known you just over a day…and I think I’m falling in love with you.” She admitted in a whisper.
Spike ran a hand through her hair, playing with it soothingly.
“It’s not crazy…’cos I know I’m falling in love with you.” He smiled.
“Well that’s good then.” Buffy spoke, voice barely above a whisper as sleep washed over her, and Spike followed her into a blissful slumber shortly after.

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Secretly
Secretly
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AN-: I hope you liked it. I know I added yet more songs in this chapter, but they fitted so well in the scenes.
The first one was appropriately called ‘Bedroom Dancing’ by Day One.
The second song was ‘Secretly’ by Skunk Anansie.
Both were from the ‘Cruel Intentions’ soundtrack.

This chapter is dedicated to jessigurl18, Essi, Jenn, Allison, blondiebear, BuffyandSpikeForever, Seraiza, Crystal Pegasus, songal, sarah g, Frabchesca, Lacey, Mimi, hollowtear and Cordykitten.
(Thanks for your reviews and info on how to make the text italic. I will try the suggestions for the next chapter. Thanks again for reading and reviewing my story. It means so much to me)





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