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Taltos
Summary: Spike's back with a soul and ends up living with Xander. POV switches from Xander to Spike
Spoilers: Up to and including S6
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Oh God, oh God, oh God. He knows. He knows I want him and there's no way I can
deny it. I watched those beautiful eyes narrow in speculation; I watched his nostrils
flare as he smelled it. Jesus I'm a moron. What the hell was I thinking touching
him? How could I be so stupid as to forget he'd be able to smell it? I've been
so careful but the sound of his voice begging me not to stop was more than I could
handle. In that instant I pictured him above me, riding me, begging me and I couldn't
stop the flow of desire that coursed through me.
He's still in there with Willow, probably trying to find out how to let me down
gently. I don't expect him to come back in here until everyone is gone and he
can embarrass me in private. I almost jump out of my skin when he sits back down
next to me. If I didn't know better I'd say he was squeezing himself up next to
me as close as he can get without actually climbing on top of me. Oh shit, on
top of me, riding me. Here it comes again and I can't do a thing to stop it. The
desire wells up in my body and I have to dig my fingers into the couch to keep
from touching him.
He places his arm along the back of the couch and casually turns just the slightest
bit toward me. With a quick glance around the room I notice that everyone is totally
engrossed in the movie and with the lights out Dawn is the only one with a clear
view of what's going on next to her.
I feel his hand lightly stroke across the back of my neck and I can't stop the
shiver that runs down my spine. I tense my body trying to keep the need to lean
into him at bay, trying to keep the want from running rough shod over my better
judgment.
"You smell so good." His low voice in my ear causes me to suck in a sharp breath.
My eyes dart around the room sure that everyone is string at me, sure that everyone
heard me. Even though I didn't think it was possible my body tenses more. I briefly
wonder if he's playing with me, like he would have a year ago.
I turn to look at him and what I see takes my breath away. A small sexy smile
plays at his lips and his eyes are hungry. He wants me. Holy shit, Spike wants
me. His eyes lock on mine and he blindly reaches back behind him for the bowl
of popcorn Dawn is holding. We both know it's empty what the hell is he doing?
"Don't you think we need more popcorn?"
His eyes clearly telegraph his message, 'kitchen, now.'
I grab the bowl and manage to keep from running for the kitchen. I set the bowl
on the counter and dig out another bag from the cabinet. By the time it's in the
microwave he's entering the doorway. Without a second thought I grab his shirt
and pull him to me. Our bodies slam together as my lips crash down onto his.
Oh God, the feel of his lips, of his body, it makes me shake. His lips part under
mine without hesitation and my tongue sweeps inside his mouth. His hands clutch
at my waist trying to pull me closer. The only possible closer is inside one another.
With the thought of him inside me crashing through my brain I moan into his mouth.
Wrapping my tongue around his I pull it into my mouth and suck hard. His hips
buck against mine as his hands crawl up the back of my shirt. I pull my mouth
from his to draw in a deep breath.
"Oh God Spike, we've got to get rid of them. We've got to get rid of them now."
My breath is nothing more than harsh pants and my heart is beating so hard I'm
sure that everyone in the next room can hear it. I can't think, I can't see beyond
Spike and how much I want him. I feel his hand smooth along my back soothing me.
"Movie's almost over. They'll be gone soon."
His mouth is soft against my skin as his tongue slips out to stroke the side of
my neck. I moan and tilt my head to the side allowing him better access. He places
wet kisses along my neck to my ear. When he sucks my earlobe into his mouth I
gasp and pull his body closer to mine. I can feel how hard he is against me and
my legs tremble with the knowledge that he wants me.
I never thought I'd feel his body against mine. I never thought I'd be able to
take his lips with mine, feel his hair tumble through my fingers, hear him moan
for me. I don't know if I have the strength to wait until the movie is over.
The loud ding from the microwave breaks us apart. I reach in to grab the bag without
thinking. With a hiss of pain I drop the bag to the floor and grab my burned fingers.
"Let me see."
Taking my hand in his I watch him examine my slightly red fingers. I open my mouth
to tell him that I'll grab some ice out of the freezer but the words die on my
lips as I watch him slide my first finger into his mouth. His tongue swirls around
the tip of each finger separately before releasing it and moving onto the next.
I can't believe I just whimpered, but Jesus, his mouth feels so good against my
fingers. Imagining that mouth and tongue against other more prominent parts of
my body has me drawing in a shaking breath. He releases my hand and the smile
he gives me is worth all the months of torment I've spent lusting after him. Bending
down he picks up the discarded bag of popcorn, opens it and pours it into the
bowl.
With a quick kiss he shoves the bowl into my hands and directs me to the doorway.
The look I catch in his eyes as he watches me walk out the door screams hot, sweaty,
sex. I can't suppress the huge grin on my face as I sit back down on the couch.
Suddenly it hits me full force that tonight I'm going to get to act out my Technicolor
dream and I realize it's a good thing I'm sitting down, otherwise I think I would
have just passed out.
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