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Buffy stared thoughtfully at herself in the mirror, moving from
side to side, taking in her appearance. She had a little
paunch, but nothing enormous. Yet. She patted her tummy
and then smoothed her hands over it, trying to imagine
herself when it got larger.
“Pet? What are you doing?”
Buffy looked over her shoulder to see her mate
and husband standing in the doorway of their bedroom,
watching her with eyebrows raised.
“Checking out my tummy,” she explained.
“You’re not going to be one of those birds that
freak out if you gain weight during pregnancy are you?”
She rolled her eyes at the thought. “No way.”
She frowned. “Well, at least I don’t think so. I’ve always
wanted to be pregnant.”
“Have you now?” Spike asked, sauntering over
slowly, grinning.
She nodded. “Yup. I’ve always thought
pregnant woman were so beautiful. The whole idea of giving
birth is just amazing to me.” She grabbed his hand and placed
it over her stomach. “Spike, our BABY is in there. Ours.
Yours and mine. Life is living inside of me. Don’t you find that
amazing?”
Spike smiled broadly and brought her into his
arms. “Even more so because it’s ours. Not supposed to
happen, me being a vampire and all.”
She yawned and rested her head against his
chest. “It was meant to be.”
“Better believe it, baby,” Spike whispered and
placed a kiss on her forehead as his hands traveled up her
back, stroking her skin lightly. “How much time do we have
before the party?” He murmured.
She grinned. “Not enough time for that.”
“I can be quick—wait. That’s probably not the
best thing to say is it?”
She laughed and pulled out of his embrace. “No
it’s not, and trust me honey, you could never be quick.”
Tucking his tongue behind his teeth, he
smirked. “Lucky for you, innit?
“Yes dear. Do you have Giles’ presents at the
door? We should probably get going. As much as the man
says he doesn’t want anyone to make a fuss on his birthday,
he’s lying. He loves the attention.”
“His presents are right by the door, just as my
lovely pregnant wife ordered.”
“Thank you,” she yawned again as she made
her way into the foyer to grab her jacket. Spike followed, a
slight frown on his face.
“What?” she asked him, seeing the frown.
“You’re yawning a lot today. Did you get any
sleep at all last night kitten?”
She busied herself with zipping up her jacket
and grabbing some of Giles’ presents. “Yeah, I slept fine.”
He cocked his head to the side and she gave up
trying to hide from his inquiring gaze and just looked up at
him. “Spike, I’m fine. I’m pregnant, it’s normal for me to be
tired.”
He appeared to be contemplating something. “Do
you want me to give you a massage? Maybe we could get
home early and you can take a warm bath and I’ll give you a
massage before you go to bed.”
She smiled wistfully. “That does sound nice.”
Grabbing the last of Giles’ gifts, Spike used his
free hand to take Buffy’s hand and they made their way out
of their apartment to Spike’s car.
Buffy stared out the window and stifled another
yawn. Truth was, she hadn’t gotten a lot of sleep last night.
She’d been having dreams that she just couldn’t explain yet.
Well, in a way she could, but she needed help figuring out
what was going on. She wasn’t like a regular Slayer; she
was just a girl with powers. Mated and now married to a
vampire. Her Spike who’d been brought to her when she
was only a teenager.
If there was on thing she’d learned since
becoming Spike’s mate, it was not to keep secrets from him.
She just didn’t know how to explain to him without him
worrying what she didn’t yet understand herself.
How could she possibly explain to him that if her
dreams were any indication, she was becoming less human
and more like him.
Immortal.
Chapter Two
Chapter Two
"Honestly, Buffy, you didn't have to go to all this trouble for me," Giles told them shyly as he took in Joyce's decorated living room with a banner that read ‘Happy Birthday Giles!!', a cake and some snacks.
Buffy smiled and shook her head at him, knowing full well he loved the attention. And at the moment, he was especially cute as Joyce flitted around him, making sure he had everything he needed. Spike sat down next to Buffy and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, bringing her closer to him and pressing a soft kiss on her temple.
"It's not a big deal Giles, and you love it."
Giles grinned. "I do. Thank you just the same."
"You're welcome."
"How have you been feeling dear?" Giles asked, taking a sip of his wine.
"Good," she replied. She patted her stomach. "Starting to get a little
tummy."
"Do you feel that any of your powers have diminished at all?"
"Nope. Everything seems to be pretty much the same."
"Good, good."
"Spike, honey, would you help me open a new bottle of wine? I can't seem
to get it," Joyce called from the kitchen.
Spike jumped up, "Sure thing Joyce!"
As soon as Spike was out of the room, Buffy leaned forward and put her
hand on Giles' arm to grab his attention.
"Giles I need to talk to you."
Giles looked at her startled and leaned forward. "Are you all right Buffy?"
"I'm fine. I think I am. I've been having these dreams lately and I need
your take on them."
Giles furrowed his brow. "What kind of dreams?"
Buffy chewed her bottom lip, trying to suss out the best way to explain
them.
"In my dreams, I'm me, except different."
"How so?"
"I'm not quite human."
"Then what are you?" Giles asked, alarmed.
"I'm not sure. I think I'm immortal. I don't change, I grow stronger, but I
stay the same. Like Spike. "
"Are you---is it possible that you're turning?"
"Into a vampire? No. Like I said, it's still me. The dreams are sketchy, it's
just something I
know. That I'm not going to age and that something about me is different."
"Stronger you say though?"
"Yeah, I think so. They're not very clear."
"And the baby?"
"Nothing. But, Giles, could it be just you know, dreams? Could it be just a
by product of my active imagination and hormones?"
"It could be, but perhaps that's something we need to explore. I've been
meaning to talk to you about a girl that I've recently met. She's discovered
that she has some powers and sought me out to help her control them as
well as hone them."
"Powers? Like me?"
"Of the magical nature. Her name is Willow Rosenberg. Perhaps you could
stop by on Monday and meet her? Maybe she can help figure out what
your dreams mean."
"Giles, do you think that's a good idea? I mean having her know about
Spike and me and . . . you're usually the first one to tell me to keep it quiet."
"Willow already knows about the presence of vampires. Her powers were
realized the moment her life was in endangered by one."
"Really?"
"Yes. She was attacked and found that by her sheer will, she was able to
stop the creature in its tracks and detain it. I trust her a great deal Buffy.
Come by and meet her and I think you will too. If not, we don't have to tell
her anything. There can't be any harm in meeting her can there?"
"No, I guess not."
"She is a bright young woman with extraordinary powers. She's been quite
receptive to the instructions I've given her." Giles was smiling brightly and
proudly.
Buffy felt a pang of jealousy bubble up inside her. What happened to Buffy
being the bright young woman with extraordinary powers? Granted Buffy
wasn't always the best student, always wanting to do things her way, but
she and Giles had always been magically receptive to one another. She
realized that she hadn't been able to spend much time with Giles lately, but
that was no reason to go and replace her. She felt the familiar prick of tears
forming and fought them. Talk about being hormonal. This was ridiculous.
"Buffy you all right?" Giles asked popping a chip in his mouth.
She nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. I think I'm gonna get a refill on my milk."
"You've been quiet tonight," Spike observed as they drove home from
Giles' birthday party.
"Just tired," Buffy answered automatically, staring out the window.
Reaching over, Spike grabbed her hand and kissed it softly. "Pet, what's
wrong?"
Buffy sighed. "I was talking to Giles earlier and he's got a new student."
"And?"
"He said she was a bright young woman with extraordinary powers."
"And?"
"What do you mean ‘and'? I'm being replaced. Next thing you know he'll be
walking her down the aisle when she gets married too!"
"Buffy, where is this coming from? Giles adores you. He considers you the
daughter he never had, you are irreplaceable in his eyes and you know it."
"I didn't say logic had any part in my thought process," she retorted,
pouting.
Pulling in front of their building, Spike shut the car off and Buffy climbed
out, with minimal help from Spike. He pulled her into his arms while
simultaneously closing the door behind her.
"Giles loves you and Willow is not replacing you. It's good for him to have
someone else to train. You've been busy with your sexy husband and
getting ready for our baby. Since he and Joyce haven't seemed to gather a
clue about each other, he needs something to focus his energies on."
"I know," Buffy grumbled, "I just . . . it just hurt ya know? It's selfish of
me, I know, but for so long it's only been me with Giles. And now there's
someone else and it just kind of threw me."
Taking her hand in his, Spike led Buffy up to their apartment. "I know,
sweetheart. It's perfectly normal. Just so long as you know that it's
unfounded to think you'd be replaced. You're irreplaceable," he told her
unlocking their door and pushing her gently in.
Buffy smiled sappily up at him. "You're irreplaceable you know that?"
Spike's expression changed to one of awe and adoration as he beheld her.
Leaning in, and kicking the door to their apartment with his foot, Spike
kissed her tenderly.
As was usually the way with Buffy and Spike, it didn't take long for their
kisses to become urgent and their touch needy. Pushing his jacket off his
shoulders, Buffy pressed herself against Spike, noticing for the first time
that she wasn't able to pull herself flush against his body. As much as she
liked the paunch she had, the thought that she couldn't get so close to Spike
anymore saddened her. She had always enjoyed being able to feel every
part of him against her.
It seemed to unfazed Spike however, and after discarding her jacket, he
hauled her up in his arms and carried her into their bedroom, laying her
down on their bed. Standing up and gazing at her hotly as he discarded his
shirt and unbuttoned his jeans, Buffy watched him with barely concealed
hunger. Crawling up her body, he lifted her shirt, exposing her swelling
stomach and kissed it gently as he pushed the shirt up and off with her
help. She brought him closer, entangling her fingers in his springy curls and
engaging his tongue in a dance with her own. Making sure to keep to her
side and not crush her, Spike reached down with his hand and inched his
way inside her pants and panties. He sought out her core and teased her
with his fingers, gliding them up and down her slit, just barely grazing her
clit, causing her to arch into him, seeking his touch. He nipped at her lips
and pressed hot, open mouth kisses along her neck, licking the mark he'd
left on her. As he started to glide down her body, Buffy toed off her shoes
and socks and watched him, licking her lips with anticipation.
They'd made love that morning, but that didn't seem to mean much when
it came to them. They still ached for each other as if they'd been starved
from it for months and years rather than a few hours. Taking off her pants
and panties, Spike finally lavished attention to the spot Buffy desperately
needed him to attend to. She tangled her fingers in his air and pushed him
closer to her center, shivering as he blew on her sex and then licked her.
When he finally took her clit in his mouth and sucked on it hard, once, she
nearly screamed. She squirmed as he teased her and then he sucked it in
her mouth once more and she came undone.
Once she had come down from her high, she sat up and reached for him,
crushing her lips against his and tasting herself on his lips. Reaching
between them, she found his hardness and worked on releasing it from the
confines of his jeans. Hissing at the pleasure, Spike rid himself of his jeans
and rolled them so that they lay facing each other. Placing her leg on top of
his, his cock brushed against her pussy and she grabbed it lightly, stroking
it before guiding it within her. They both moaned as they started an age old
rhythm, grinding and moving against each other.
"Buffy. . . my love. . . " Spike murmured against her neck. "I love you so
much."
"Uhhh…I love you. Harder Spike please….need you to fill me up."
Spike growled and moved just a touch harder, moving in just the right spot
so that his cock brushed against her clit with each stroke. She was fast
reaching her climax and she kissed him hard on the mouth before trailing
over to her mark on him, sucking on it.
"Do it baby, do it," he encouraged hoarsely.
She didn't have to be asked twice, immediately Buffy bit down on her mark
and broke the skin. Blood splashed on her tongue and he started to pound
harder into her. She took untold bliss in the feeling of taking his blood in
her mouth and becoming one with his essence. "Mine," she growled.
Then she felt his sharp teeth graze her mark and she drew her arm around
his head and pressed him closer. "Please," she whispered.
Biting down on her mark sent Buffy into an orgasm so intense, Buffy was
sure she blacked out for a second. She came with a shout of his name and
Spike howled his claim on her whilst he came inside her.
Coming down from their bliss, they moved softly against each other riding
out their orgasms and basking in each other.
"Promise you'll never leave me," Buffy whispered as she drifted off to
sleep.
Spike looked at her startled. Leave her? Was she kidding? And when had
she ever expressed that fear before? He was always the one that worried
about her leaving him.
"Promise," she told him sleepily and lightly pinched him, her eyelids
closing.
"Never leave you my love. Never. You're my one and only. Forever."
"Mmm…Forever…." Buffy murmured and fell fast asleep.
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