Chapter 14
“Can I?” Buffy held out her hand, and Giles passed her the device.
“What’s it made of?” Spike went to touch it, and it burned him, there was a hiss like water on a hot plate.
“Ow!” Spike sucked his finger.
“Baby – you ok?” Buffy looked concerned, kissed it for him. Giles rolled his eyes.
“Well, supposedly, wood from the crucifixion.” Giles said. Buffy’s and Spike’s brows rose.
She put it back into its box.
“So, what way are we going to do this…before, during, after the party?” Buffy asked Giles.
“Ah, well, we thought that-“
“We?”
“Um, yes, Q-Q-Q-Quentin and I erm………… d-d-do what y-y-you w-w-want, really”
“I should think so too! I mean, well, fair’s fair, it’s Buffy taking the risks… she should play this how she wants” Spike said.
Buffy smiled and squeezed his hand.
“Yes, well, do please concen…trate” Giles looked down at the floor, away from Spike’s irate stare.
“We will, I won’t have her in any more danger than is necessary, we’ve been through this, I seem to remember.” Buffy held Spike’s hand, his angry look disappeared when he looked at her, and he couldn’t help giving her a soft little kiss.
She leant her head against Spike’s shoulder, and slipped her arm around him.
Giles looked at the two of them and nodded, he did believe him.
A delivery driver rapped on the door. Giles went, came back a minute later carrying a package wrapped in brown paper.
“Is that it? – I was expecting something bigger” Buffy looked at the box on the table.
It was roughly three inches wide, by four inches deep, and about seven inches long.
“Well, it only has to accommodate a handkerchief and the stake thingy, doesn’t it?” Giles said.
“I suppose”
“What’s that, Dracula’s coffin?” Spike asked, grinning. Buffy nodded and smiled.
“Spike, are you going to see Dru?”
“No, I’ve, we’ve, Buffy and I’ve decided, that if Buffy has her hair dark, Dru won’t recognise her, we’ll keep very much to ourselves, if Dru thinks I’ve got myself a new queen, she dare not act up, anyway, she’s probably got someone else herself.”
“Erm, here’s the receipts, for the outfit” Buffy handed three tickets to Giles.
“Victoria’s Secret? – Valentino? Jimmi Choo?! Buffy!, this isn’t what we agreed!”
“I think the Watcher’s OWE me, don’t you, Giles?”
“Yes, but underwear and shoes too, good gods, HOW MUCH?” Giles whipped off his glasses, incredulous that underwear could cost so much!
“Got to look the part, need the um…foundations to get the look I’m after.”
Spike went to nosey into the lingerie bag, but grinning, Buffy slapped her hand on it,
“Wait, you’ll get to see it soon enough” she whispered, grinning.
Giles had his back to them, Spike pressed Buffy back over the table, gave her a kiss, breathed,
“Can’t wait” Into her ear. Buffy shivered, her nipples hardened, and Giles turned to say something, and they jumped apart.
“I think for safety’s sake we better put the nipples – erm, um, er, er, I-I-I-I m-m-m-m-mean b-b-b-box, the b-box away” Giles went blood red, and strode off behind the counter rummaging about unnecessarily underneath.
Spike held the back of his neck, and looked up to the ceiling, trying not to laugh, Buffy had hunched over till her nipples had gone back to normal, she swatted Spike’s backside, they were both grinning.
“That was your fault!” She suppressed a giggle.
“So, Saturday morning, I thought that you could come here and- “
“No. Not Saturday, not the day of the party, we need to be together, all day” Spike said to Giles, indicating just him and Buffy.
“Yes, well, I understand that, but I thought that you could practice scenario’s in the training room, and”
“No, we won’t be practicing, we just need to be together, is all”
“Oh, but”
“No buts mate, just me and Buffy, alone at her place, okay?”
“I see.”
Giles looked from Spike to Buffy.
“Well, can I see you on Friday night, just to have a quick run through?” Buffy looked at Spike, to take her lead. He nodded.
“Sure”
“Good. Oh, that blasted phone…” Giles went off to answer it.
“I could leave you in bed Saturday, and” Buffy began.
“No, baby, because WE’LL be in bed, all day!” Spike said with a grin.
“ALL day, Spike!”
Pulling her to stand between his legs, Spike said,
“Listen babe, we need to cover you with as much of my essence as we can, we can’t have Dru smelling the slayer and ruining things, can we – or Dracula twigging that there’s something up?”
Spike reasoned, but he couldn’t keep the extremely happy tone in his voice or the grin off his face while he said it. He carried on,
“I mean, if we hadn’t got ourselves…involved, then things would have been different, but we have, haven’t we, babe – Got ourselves involved?”
“We sure have”. Buffy couldn’t help herself, and she kissed him.
The thought of being in bed all day with Spike as part of official business, almost made her feel guilty, she grinned when she broke off the kiss.
“Steady on, you’ll frighten the customers” Giles said.
Buffy stayed where she was, her forehead resting against Spike’s. Giles wanted a quick word with Spike alone, so he said,
“Oh, er Buffy, go get all the burber root’s we’ve got in the storeroom, would you, Spike can have them”
Spike grinned.
“Really, oh, thanks!”
“We can get them on the way out” Buffy said. Giles looked pained.
“Please Buffy”
“Oh. Ok” So taking the hint, she went off. As she disappeared from view, Giles turned to Spike.
“Right, Spike, you swear you’ll not get Buffy into any danger”
Spike looked at Giles, and said honestly,
“I promise you Giles, I’d cease to exist before I saw her hurt or in any serious danger.”
“Do you love her, Spike?”
“Think I must do, although…(Giles raised a brow) I know I shouldn’t, but I do, very much.”
Giles nodded.
“I’ll see if I can get you some expenses…gas money, bottle of scotch, something”
“Oh, er yeah, great”
Buffy came back upstairs from the stockroom with about half a carrier sack of roots.
“Can we scrounge a lift?” Buffy asked.
Um, can’t I’m afraid, I haven’t got my car, I leant it to Angel so he could get home”
“Oh, thank gods for that, I’m so glad you did, if he’d have hung about last night, I’d have staked him for sure.”
Buffy said, and Giles looked mildly surprised.
“Oh, um right, come on then, see you Giles” Buffy picked up her three carrier bags, and Spike got Burber root, and the left via the tunnels.
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“Gonna show me then?” Spike went to open the lingerie bag that lay on their bed. He was grinning.
“I suppose I’d better, else you’ll never stop going on about it…what are you going to wear, anyway?”
Buffy began to undo her blouse, and Spike pulled out a lacy Basque. His eyes went big and he swallowed, Buffy slipped it on, adjusted the top, so her breasts were pushed up high and full, almost spilling over…
“I won’t put the stockings on, don’t want to ladder them. Pass me the blue bag, please”
“Huh, wow!” Slowly, and without taking his eyes off the beautiful sight of her all trussed up in black lace, Spike passed her the designer bag. She drew out a black silky dress, strapless, short, tight, and she looked sensational.
“So, what do you think?” Spike was speechless, then he said seriously and quietly,
“He’ll want you for sure”
Buffy cocked her head and gave Spike a little smile, and said,
“Baby, all Dracula’s going to get from me, is a staking…I promise. Want to see the shoes?” Spike lifted the lid on some very thin strapped high diamante strewn sandals.
“They might not be suitable for fighting, but I can always wear my patent leather pumps…don’t tell Giles I spent $350 on shoes for nothing!”
“How much?” Spike grinned. Looked up at her, she’d taken off the dress, and was standing there, her back to him in just the Basque, slipping her dress onto a hanger.
She smiled as she heard his zip being pulled down, and when she felt his cool fingers inching up her thigh…is cool soft lips on her neck, she was TOTALLY gone……
The sight of his massive cock as he plunged in and out of her, from behind, it all shiny with her copious juices had Spike frantic for release, never had he seen anything so erotic…reaching round he gently pinched and rubbed her slippery clit, making Buffy shriek and force herself back on him hard, so he was so deep, he felt the sweet hot tight clench of her orgasm, and cried out as he came deep and long and hard, surging up again and again, till he was well spent.
Slowly pulling out of her, thick rivulets of cool semen ran down her thighs…she felt hot, sticky and fuelled up for more…
Showered, and back in bed, Spike said,
“If he makes a move on you…”
“Which is what we want him to do, it’ll make the job easier, he takes me to his room, I stake him, we go, end of story”
“But love…his brides will be with him, Christina, Elvira and Elizabeta”
“Well, I’ll play hard to get…” Buffy reasoned, then added,
“I suppose you c-c-could, um…”
“No, I couldn’t, feign interest in them – they’d know in an instant I was lying…”
“But I thought you said they were beautiful?”
“They are…but, well, they couldn’t hold a candle to you” Buffy smiled and stroked his face.
“Oh, my sweet baby…look, if we’re in danger, either of us, we just get out, I don’t want anything happening that might harm you”
“Buffy!” Spike kissed her passionately, and she responded with equal fervour.
They made love all night again, and Spike fell asleep. Buffy got up, went into the bathroom, and dyed her hair a rich mahogany brown.
She got back into bed. When Spike woke sleepily at 11.28am, he glanced at the sleeping brunette and went to cuddle her, then he shot up, staring, then realised what she’d done.
“Gods, you gave me a fright, thought I was in bed with a stranger!”
Buffy smiled, tousled his already unruly locks and said,
“Not the only one going dark, and those waves are SO sexy…”
“Really, it’s keeping it tidy, as I can’t see in a mirror”
“I’ll keep you looking gorgeous” Buffy kissed him. Spike ran his hand down her hair,
“You look so different!”
“Good, that’s what we want isn’t it?”
“Yeah, I know…take a little getting used to, though.
“Ah, but you still love me, right”
“Oh, of course I do, I’m just not used to………” he swallowed, looked at her serious faced, he realised what he’d said, he hadn’t voiced the fact that he loved her before…
“I’m sorry, that was a rotten trick. But, I’m not sorry what you said” Buffy said, moving in close.
“No?” Spike looked at her. it was blinding obvious, he WAS in love with her…
She smiled, leaned in and kissed him softly,
“Not sorry one little bit, because I –“
Spike and Buffy sighed deeply, and Buffy answered the phone.
“Willow!” Ten minutes later, Buffy put the phone down.
“Well, I think she’s happy for us”
“Well, you did kinda spring it on her, love. ‘Hey guess what, Spike and I are an item!’” he smiled, feeling a little bit sad, wondering if they could get back the mood of ten minutes ago…
“So, what were you going to say, before the phone rang?” he asked hopefully
“Say? …Oh, um I forget” She bit her bottom lip to stop from smiling.
Spike just nodded once, looked a little sad.
The sadness soon went as her hot little fingers crept down over his cool smooth abs, towards his rapidly stiffening manhood. After licking and sucking him to a frenzy for ten minutes, she sat astride him desperately wanting to feel him inside her, she sank down on him, groaning erotically, Spike reached up, fondled her breasts, teased her nipples, she looked magnificent rising and falling on his huge hardness, her head rolled, eyes closed, mouth half open emitting one long continuous ‘ooooohhhhh’, Spike swiped his thumb across her slightly distended clit, and Buffy moved harder and faster, fluttering her inner muscles, he held her hips and thrust up really hard, pushing right up into her cervix, Buffy screamed that she was coming for all the world to hear, lost on a sea of pure orgasmic pleasure, she croaked out,
“You, only you, baby, I – I love you!” Spike surged inside her, panted out,
“Say…say it a-a-again, plea, please baby!”
“I, love, you…I love, you, I love you! Ooooohhhhh!” She multiple orgasmed as Spike clung to her as she squeezed him with her strong vaginal muscles.
“Buffy, I love you…oh, gods, Baby I love you” nothing had ever sounded better than those words, sweet music to his ears.
Gently resting against his cool chest, Buffy looked into his eyes.
“I mean it, you’re mine now” Spike squeezed away tears of joy, he couldn’t speak, just buried his head in her neck.
“Mine, mine, mine!” he whispered, stroked her hair.
“All yours, baby!” Buffy breathed.
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