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Juliatheyounger
Author's Site: http://www.geocities.com/juliatheyounger/fiction.htm
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon and all the clever people at Mutant Enemy etc own these characters, I'm just sad and obsessed with Spike and felt the need to write about them ;)
Summary: Spike, Buffy, sex. What? You want a plot? Ok, Spike and Buffy spend some quality time fighting a child snatching snot monster. Fluffy B/S shippy fic.
Rating: R for adult concepts, language and not too descriptive sex (sorry I'm no good at smut).
Spoilers: Season 5 up to Intervention (maybe some after that)
Feedback: Yes please! (Although I'm a Buffy/Spike shipper
virgin so please be gentle).
Distribution: In the extremely rare chance that someone a, actually reads this, and b
wants to put it elsewhere, then YES PLEASE DO! But let me know so I can be suitably
flattered.
Author's note: Set after the Glory incident. She imploded. I know, I know, terrible, sad things ACTUALLY happen in the real Buffyverse, but cos I'm in Australia I haven't seen the finale yet. I started writing this before I read those spoilers so just pretend this is an alternate universe where certain people don't die and Glory conveniently got sucked into her own personal black hole. Thanks! ;)
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Buffy walked home. She had walked through the cemetery then by the Bronze. There had been no sign of Spike. The sick feeling in her stomach was really bad now. She hoped nothing bad had happened to him. She hoped he hadn't left. He wouldn't leave, surely.
Spike paced in front of Buffy's house. Cigarette butts were multiplying rapidly on the ground. She wasn't home. He was torn, if he went looking for her he might miss her. He couldn't stand waiting around though. Dawn's face peeked through the curtains at him again. She'd told him to wait inside for Buffy but Spike was too keyed up to sit around. Bugger this, he thought and set off to find her.
Spike and Buffy saw each other at the same time.
"Spike!" The speech Buffy'd been rehearsing all evening left her mind.
"Buffy?"
They both stopped, worrying about how the other was going to react.
"Buffy, I-" Spike looked at Buffy curiously. "Where were you?" he asked. "I went to your house."
Buffy straightened her shoulders. "I went to see you," she said.
"Oh." They both stood there uncomfortably. "Buffy -" Spike began.
"Spike," Buffy interrupted him. She took a deep breath, trying to calm the butterflies. "Spike, I owe you an apology. This thing between us, its more than just a, a lot of one night stands."
Spike's eyes searched her face. Buffy bit her lip and looked up at him. She wanted him back so badly. Suddenly Spike's face broke into a huge grin. Buffy suddenly found herself being kissed soundly. He pulled back.
"Pet, you don’t have to tell the Scoobies."
"Spike I want to. You were right. I’m either ashamed of being with you or I’m with you. Right now, I want to be with you. My friends will just have to accept that."
Spike brushed a strand of hair from Buffy's face. He looked at her seriously. "Buffy I’m sorry about what I said before. I was just – pet, every day I wonder if yesterday was the last time I’d see you. I don’t care if the Scoobies know. To be honest it’s more fun sneaking around behind their backs. Although you probably should tell Red and Tara," he added as an afterthought. He looked into her eyes. "I just need to know that this means something to you."
"Spike –" Buffy’s voice caught in her throat as she looked up into his eyes. "This does mean something to me. It means a lot. I – I," suddenly she laughed. "Dawn suggested you take me a on a date – break it to the guys that way."
"You told Li'l Bit?"
Buffy nodded.
Spike kissed her. Telling Nibblet meant more to him than telling all the other Scoobies combined. Telling Dawn, meant Buffy had admitted to herself that he was important to her. The kiss deepened and Buffy felt herself melting into him. Spike's tongue was doing impossible things to her mouth. Buffy returned the kiss well and truly.
"Come back to my place love?" Spike asked raggedly, breaking away from the kiss.
"For a little while," Buffy said, a mad happiness inside her chest.
"Spike," she said suddenly as they entered his crypt. "Why did you go to my house anyway?"
Spike grinned. "I was going to see you pet," he said. "Was gonna tell you I was a stupid wanker who didn’t know what was good for him."
Buffy didn’t say anything, she lead Spike inside the crypt and shut the door firmly behind them.
"Spike, this is more to me than fucking," she said. "And you deserve to know that."
Spike pulled her into a fierce kiss, it was all he needed to hear. Choosing to go find Buffy was turning out to be the best decision he'd made in his unlife. Suddenly Buffy pulled back and pushed him against the wall. Spike looked at her questioningly.
Buffy knelt down in front of him and undid his belt. Very slowly she undid the button on his now very tight jeans and pulled down the zip. Spike’s pants slipped down his hips and Buffy took him in her mouth. Buffy hadn’t read the whole "Blow his mind in bed" article but paragraph three had dealt with a situation very similar to this. She decided to try out a few things.
Spike groaned. He gripped her shoulders and leant back against the wall, forcing himself not to lose control.
From the noises Spike was making Buffy decided the magazine's hints were working.
They were both so busy that neither of them heard the footsteps outside, or the door swing open. They did however hear Xander’s shocked voice as he saw what they were doing.
"Spike? Oh gees man, you haven’t got yourself another sex-bot have you?" Xander averted his eyes, trying to back out of the crypt. "Buffy is so going to kick your sorry ass when she finds out."
Spike had been too stunned and foggy with Buffy induced pleasure to reply. And Buffy’s mouth had been too full of Spike. The crypt door slammed shut and they looked at each other.
"Well that sort of kills the mood doesn’t it?" noted Spike.
Buffy stood up, a look of horror on her face. "Spike I have to go after him."
Spike hitched up his trousers and looked at her. "Buffy, no, he didn’t know it was you. Let them think I’ve got another robot."
Buffy looked at Spike. It would be so easy just to let Xander think he was being a pervert. The fact that Spike was trying to save her from embarrassment however strengthened her resolve. She had told this man, her lover, that he meant something, a lot, to her, now she would prove it.
"I’ll tell them," she said firmly and pulled him into a kiss. Spike could taste himself on her lips. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply.
"Buffy," he said finally. "Tell them what you think is best. And don’t worry about me. Ok pet?"
She kissed him one more time.
"Hey! What's with the pants being back on?" she demanded. She gave Spike a filthy look. "I’ll be back soon."
Spike grinned and Buffy left to catch up with Xander.
He was walking quickly but Buffy caught up with him.
"Xander! Wait!"
Xander spun around. "Buffy?" He looked at her incredulously. "That was you?"
Buffy blushed but stayed resolved. "Xander, listen to me. I need to tell you something."
"Buffy! You – Spike – the going down on? Yet another image of you two having sex I’m going to have to repress."
"Xander, Spike and me – we’ve been – well we’re going to start- we’ve been sort of seeing each other."
"In secret. Behind our backs."
"Yeah. I’m sorry Xander. I just didn’t want to tell you guys because – well I wasn’t sure if it was anything. I mean it just happened. I thought it was just – well some weird lust thing. But it kept happening…"
"This isn’t the first time? You’re Spike’s sex monkey?"
"Hey! He’s my sex monkey too!"
"Buffy! I must be dreaming. I just heard you call Spike your sex monkey."
Buffy grinned involuntarily at the thought.
"Oh God, he is!" Xander was beyond horrified.
Buffy tried not to smile. "Xander. I need you to accept this. I know its weird. That’s why I didn’t tell anyone."
Xander looked at her ruefully. "Sorry Buff," he said. Then with great difficulty he added. "Obviously Spike and you is – yeah definitely weird. I mean Spike? But I’ve already faced that once when I thought that sex-bot was you. I think I can deal."
"Thanks Xan," Buffy hugged him.
"Just, don’t tell me you’re in love with him ok?"
Buffy smiled at her friend. "Ok, I won’t tell you."
"You know, it’s not fair. I had an unrequited crush on you way before Spike did. How come he gets the Buffy goodness?"
"Xander! You are NOT jealous. You’ve got Anya remember."
Xander grinned. "Oh yeh," he said and gave his friend a hug.
"And besides," said Buffy. "He doesn’t say Buffy goodness."
Xander grinned. "You’ll tell Will and Giles?"
"Yeah," said Buffy. "Giles is gonna freak. It will be like Angel all over again."
Xander laughed. "Can I be there?" Buffy punched him playfully in the arm.
"Hey," she said suddenly. "Why were you at Spike’s anyway?"
Xander laughed again. "Actually I was gonna see if he wanted to go play pool," he said.
Buffy walked back into the crypt. She smiled when she saw Spike. He was completely naked and he was lying on the bed on his stomach, watching television. A rumpled sheet barely covered his very nice ass. Lit candles filled the crypt.
"Hey pet, how’d it go?"
"Xander freaked but he’ll be fine. I told him I’d tell the others. He’s feeling special because he’s the first to know."
Spike rolled over, showing Buffy how ready he was to continue where they’d left off. Buffy let out a small gasp. She never got tired of that view. Buffy let her eyes run over his body. It was smooth, sculpted, pale and beautiful. She couldn't believe she nearly let this go. Buffy slowly undressed in front of him, drawing it out teasingly. She was pleased to note that Spike wasn’t paying any attention at all to the television.
"Oh by the way," she said. "Xander actually came by to see if you wanted to play pool. So if you’d rather go-"
Spike didn’t let her finish. "Sod that," he growled and pulled naked Buffy to him.
"Spike," Buffy said in a small voice sometime later.
"Yes love?"
"I missed you."
There was a bit of not talking while Spike showed Buffy exactly what he thought of that sentiment.
"I missed you too pet," came the muffled response a little bit later.
There was quite a bit of not talking for a while.
Then.
"Pet, I think you ought to tell Red and Tara pretty soon."