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Moon Rising	By : Schehrezade1 Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Het - Male/Female > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 2001 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This was a spuffyverse rewrite for Bitten's site where she host loads of others!!

This is my twist on New Moon Rising

Disclaimer time! Not mine - the characters belong to Joss and WB and I am only playing with them!

NC17

Picks up from the eppie where Spike comes to the flat and offers to help the Scoobies get in to rescue Oz. I started the fic with a line of dialogue by Xander from the show and then I spin off - I hope this is okay!!

Thank you to my darling Megan for all her beta'ing goodness and inspiration.
�And why should we trust you, Spike?� Xander sneered as he glared over at the smirking vampire.

Buffy reached over and wrapped a calming hand around Xander�s wrist.

�Not now, Xander. We haven�t got time for your usual snipeage!� She shook her head when Xander opened his mouth to complain. �No, Xander. We all have to pull together and as much as it bugs me, Spike is our only hope to get into the Initiative,� she sighed.

Giles frowned at Spike. �If this is one of your games, Spike, so help me!�

�Oi, white flag already, Rupes.� Spike held his hands up.

He looked over at Willow and saw the misery on her face and something twinged in his chest.

His demon was revelling in the panic and despair the redhead was unconsciously emitting. But at the same time his long dormant conscience woke up and prodded the demon away, surging to the fore. He shook his head and tried to dismiss it � but failed. His face softened, he narrowed his eyes and blinked at her. Sighing quietly under his breath, he acknowledged that he felt something for the girl and gave Willow a tentative and reassuring smile which, to his surprise, she returned briefly.

�But Buffy, it�s Spike and he�s all with the �lets get those pesky Scoobies into trouble� and sitting back to watch us suffer�� Xander hissed as he wrenched his hand loose and glared over at Spike. He was furious that Buffy was even thinking of trusting the menace.

�Enough! Xander it�s not open for debate! Every minute you bitch and moan is another minute Oz is being, umm�� Buffy glanced guiltily over at Willow and felt sick at the ashen expression of her best friends face. �Oh Will, I�m sorry��

Willow nodded her head and slipped into the kitchen � she felt pulled in two. On one hand there was Tara and on the other, Oz. Who needed their help. She tried not to let her overactive imagination go wild wondering what they were doing to Oz. Buffy mentioning it had made it all the worse.

�Buffy really, we can�t trust Spike � even if we are paying him, there is no guarantee that he won�t double cross us,� Giles interjected into the awkward silence.

�Giles, don�t! Not you as well!� Buffy begged. She turned to her Watcher and pleaded with her eyes for him to understand. �Spike�s our only hope,� she added quietly.

Giles nodded reluctantly.

Spike raised a scarred brow and opened his mouth�

She pointed at Spike and glared. �Not a word, Spike!� she exclaimed.

The grinning vampire shrugged and tried to look innocent, but failed miserably. It tickled him that the Slayer was siding with him against her nearest and dearest. It was one for the books � and despite his agreement with Adam, he began to wonder if maybe there was something here which might work to his advantage.

�So what�s the plan, Buffy?� Willow asked. She looked over the counter at the blonde girl.

�Okay� so Spike� this back entrance. Is it guarded? How easy is it to access?� Buffy rattled off her questions as she paced, her mind ticking over with what they would need. At the same time wondering where the hell Riley was�

�You�ll need costumes as well!� Anya interjected. She knelt and rested her elbows on the back of the sofa. �Spike, do you still have the sexy soldier clothes Xander and I brought to you?�

�Ahn!� Xander sighed and rolled his eyes at his girlfriend.

�What? You looked good when you dressed up in them for me!�

Spike grimaced at the thought of what exactly the Whelp and the demon had been up to with the cammo gear that they had given him. �At least they washed them��

�Yes, well,� Giles mumbled as he pulled off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. �A sound idea, Anya � however, I believe time is of the essence here.�

�Yes!� Willow agreed loudly. �Oz needs us now, so less with the dress-up and more with the action.�

�Hows about you and me go and have a reccy � it�d be easier than playing twenty questions, right?� Spike cocked his head in question and waited for her to turn down his suggestions as usual.

To his surprise, she nodded. �Fine. But Spike, if you try anything I will shove Mr Pointy somewhere you won�t like!� she threatened and then her eyes widened at the accidental innuendo.

�Oh Slayer, you know how to turn a vamp on, don�t you, luv!� Spike waggled his eyebrows at the furiously blushing girl. He turned to the door and opened it with a flourish � ignoring the Whelp�s angry squawks and Giles�s exasperated sigh.

Buffy nodded. �Okay, we�ll go � Guys, you get everything organised here and Spike and I�ll be back as soon as we can.� With that she walked out, followed by Spike who slammed the door shut with a resounding bang.

********

Buffy stomped ahead trying to ignore the sexy, �urk! No! Annoying vamp! Bad Buffy!� who was sauntering casually behind her. She risked a quick look over her shoulder and caught Spike ogling her ass. She whipped her head around and kept walking.

Spike cocked his head and wonder what the hell was going on with the Slayer. He was sure for a brief moment he had scented her arousal on the wind. He shrugged and put on a burst of speed and caught up with the small blonde girl who was now power walking. �So, Slayer, want to know where we�re going?�

She glanced up briefly at Spike and her heart fluttered at the sight of him backlit by the street lamp, casting his face into shadows.

�Uhh yeah,� she managed to mutter as her traitorous body flooded with arousal. �Crap! Stop it Buffy � it�s Spike!� She mentally slapped herself again and tried to focus on the plan, which didn�t entail drooling over Spike. She started her mental mantra, �Remember your boyfriend�Remember Riley!�

�Right.� He looked down in confusion at the mixed signals he was getting from the girl. �We need to head over to Breakers Wood,� he said as he pointed over her shoulder.

Buffy turned and trotted off in the direction he had indicated, closely followed by Spike.

*********

�Almost there, pet.� Spike touched Buffy on the shoulder cautiously and then pulled his hand back as if he had dipped it in Holy water. He shook it trying to get rid of the tingles that had shot up it from the brief touch.

Buffy shivered as goose bumps covered her shoulder and spread up her neck. She looked up at Spike, a small frown line appearing between her brows.

Spike pointed at the foliage-shrouded bunker. �There�s the entrance.�

�Okay.� Buffy cautiously approached the hidden area; her eyes scanned the trees checking for cameras. Last thing they needed was to be spotted by the soldiers before they entered the lions den. She crouched down and ran her fingers along the door and pushed it gently, trying to see if it�d give.

Spike squatted down next to her and watched as she carefully examined the door. �Seen enough? Wanna head back to the crypt and get my disguise?�

Buffy turned and scanned the area. �You sure this is it?�

Spike nodded. The directions had been given to him by Adam earlier but there was no way he could admit that to her. �Yeah, some of the demons I�ve come across that you got out said this was where they came through.�

Buffy stood and dusted her hands off on her jeans. �Guess there�s nothing much else to see. Come on, let�s get the others.� She reached down and pulled Spike up. She stared in shock at their joined hands and, flustered, looked up at Spike.

�Well, this puts a different spin on things�� Spike thought as his thumb caressed the back of her hand. He tried to let go but couldn�t. Something had changed and now he didn�t know what to do. He waited to take his cue from the small woman who was gazing at him in confusion.

�What the?� Buffy couldn�t let go. The cool feel of Spike�s calloused skin was clouding her mind and she inhaled. They stood close enough to each other that Buffy could smell leather, cigarettes and the underlying scent of earthy male vampire.

Something she hadn�t smelled since Angel had left her. The scent memory warmed her entire being and she felt her body leaning towards him. Her lips parted and her eyes closed.

Spike was completely absorbed in her, his eyes drifted shut and he leant down to narrow the distance between their lips. For a beat of a second their lips touched and his tongue snaked out to trace the luscious bow of her upper lip.

And then she was gone.

Buffy shrieked as her hair was yanked and she flew backwards and hit a hard object with her back. Her breath was knocked out of her and, disoriented, she staggered. Her chest heaving as she tried to suck in some oxygen.

�What is going on here?� A deep, sonorous voice broke the silence.

�Bollocks�� Spike took in the towering monolith that was Adam. Who was shaking Buffy by her hair like a cat playing with a mouse.

Buffy flailed against her captor, her hands wrapping around her hair trying to ease the strain on her scalp. Her foot shot out and connected with Adam�s thigh. Her sudden movement startled him and he dropped her.

She landed and spun and faced her attacker, fists raised defensively, and she rained a series of blows on Adam. Who barely reacted.

With a backhand blow he sent the blonde girl flying and she hit the bunker with a sickening thud. Rolling onto her knees she stood up holding the back of her head. Buffy�s eyes narrowed and she launched herself at Adam.

Spike watched for a moment as the two opponents beat each other up in a flurry of blows. He then leapt into the action and threw himself onto Adam�s back and wrapped his arms around his trunk like neck and squeezed as hard as he could.

�Interesting�� Adam commented as he swatted Spike off his shoulders and turned his attention to Buffy. He raised one leg and kicked her hard in the stomach.

Buffy doubled over, clutching her torso. Her eyes watered and she barely saw the fist that was heading towards her until it was too late.

She fell backwards, like a marionette whose strings had been cut.

Spike landed on his side and he heard a rib crack. Pushing himself up he stared angrily at Adam. �You ponce, what�ve you done?�

He stood shakily and staggered over to Adam and reached for his throat. Only to be stopped by Adam�s meaty hand wrapping around his own.

Adam held the snarling vamp at arms length and examined him curiously. Raising his arm above his head he held Spike there, while he spat and cursed at the wannabe Frankenstein monster.

�You weren�t expected here now, why have you brought the Slayer?� Adam demanded as he stood over Buffy�s unconscious form.

�She wanted a look around before we did a bit of B & E,� Spike snarled as he struggled against Adam�s hold on his throat. He could feel the massive fingers digging in and his spine creaking against the pressure. One more twist and he would be a shower of dust.

�This was not the plan � I need to access the security units here and disable them. Leave now!� Adam prodded Buffy in the side with his foot. �And take her with you.� With that he released Spike, who fell to his knees over Buffy�s slack form. He panted unnecessarily for breath and glowered at the massive Chimera who towered over them both.

A wave of protective rage swept over Spike when he glanced down at Buffy�s face. It confused him but he was a creature of instinct and decided to go with his feelings. He kicked out at Adam and caught him in the knee, which shattered with a satisfying crunch.

Adam teetered for a brief moment and then fell forward heavily. �Why?�

�Cos�� Spike retorted childishly, as he carefully pulled the still unconscious Slayer into his arms and disappeared into the night.

*********

Spike cradled Buffy to his chest and kicked open the door to his crypt. He booted it shut behind him and headed for his sarcophagus and gently lowered her onto it.

�Right. Need to check you over, pet,� Spike muttered to the slumped form on his �bed�. He rubbed his hands on his thighs and then reached over to open the buttons on her shirt.

He carefully pulled it open and winced at the reddened skin on her stomach. �Bloody hell, that�s gotta hurt, luv�� Spike reached over and ran his fingers lightly over the damaged skin and watched fascinated as her skin erupted in goose bumps. He laid his hand over the area and gently rubbed it. Trying to sense if there was any internal damage � Buffy didn�t react. He gently prodded her abdomen and sighed in relief when it seemed that she wasn�t badly damaged.

He left his hand on her warm skin, revelling in the heat. His fingers splayed and nearly touched the underside of the unconscious Slayer�s breasts.

His fingers pushed the shirt off her breasts and Spike�s eyes darkened with lust at the sight of small firm mounds.

�Guess she was in a hurry this morning�� His greedy gaze devoured her unclad breasts, and without realising, his fingers trailed along the curve and slid up to tentatively graze her nipples.

Buffy moaned slightly as the rosy pink nubs tightened at the gentle touch.

Spike yanked his hand away as if burned and quickly did up the top three buttons. Preserving her modesty.

He turned to search out a bandage for her stomach and took two steps before he stalled and cocked his head. He wondered when he had become the gallant and frowned.

�Ohhh�� Buffy moaned as her eyes fluttered open. She glanced blearily around the Crypt and spotted Spike standing near her holding a first aid kit.

�Did you get the number of the bus that hit me?�

All thoughts as to why he was being a ponce fled his mind as Buffy propped herself up on her elbows and her shirt revealed the succulent curves that his fingers had explored a few moments ago.

�Spike, you in there?� Buffy tilted her head in question. Unaware that she was flashing the pole-axed vampire.

�I�Uh�here�� Spike threw the box at her and turned to find a bottle of anything to numb his libido that had perked up and asked to play.

Buffy caught the first-aid kit and stared quizzically at the muttering idiot in front of her. Her actions made her squeak as the pain shot through her.

Spike stiffened and turned to face her. �You okay?� His voice cracked as he stared in awe at her curves and then scanned up to her pain filled eyes. �Bollocks�� He stalked over and wrapped an arm around her thin shoulders and supported her weight.

Buffy glanced up through her lashes at Spike�s face and was surprised at the concern she saw there � usually it was contempt or anger. What had changed?

�Anything broke inside?� Spike asked. He spanned his free hand over her stomach and looked hesitantly up at her. Wondering if she was going to punch him for touching her.

Buffy sat for a moment, trying to ignore the arrows of arousal that shot through her from his cautious touch. Instead she flexed her stomach muscles gingerly. �Tender and bruised � I don�t think Adam kicked anything outta place.�

Spike nodded, he was distracted by the pheromones that the Slayer had released at his touch and his cock was reacting.

A slender hand laid over his, where it still rested on her belly. There was a brief tremble in her fingers at her audacity and also as a result of her nerves. �Could you strap me up, just to be safe?� Buffy whispered. She tried hard not to gasp at the cool touch, which reminded her of Angel�

Spike stared at her hand and was reminded of the jolt from earlier, which they had both felt as he pulled her up. �Yeah, can do that for you, pet.�

He stood and tried to pull away his hand but a firm pressure from Buffy�s held him a willing captive.

�Spike,� Buffy sighed, as she threaded her fingers between his and gently squeezed them. She was confused about her reaction towards him earlier and now with him being so hesitant, almost nervous, she was intrigued. She took a deep breath and was about to ask him what was happening when�

�Yeah, luv�� he murmured, his eyes locked on their joined hands.

She chickened out. �My stomach��

Spike reluctantly pulled their hands apart and felt a burning sensation as he did � he felt branded by her touch. He pulled out a crepe strap and stepped closer.

�Raise your arms as much as you can, Slayer,� he ordered gruffly. And to his surprise and Buffy�s, she rested her hands on his shoulders. Biting her lip she stared into Spike�s darkening eyes and waited.

He dropped his head and gave her a boyish smile and began to gently wrap her abdomen. �I�m supposed to hate her� but I want her��

Buffy leant forward to make it easier for Spike to reach around her and her forehead brushed against his nose. The soft touch made her look up and she stared entranced into his mesmerising blue eyes.

Spike pinned the strap without breaking her gaze. He laid his hands on her waist and waited for her to pull away. But she didn�t�

�What�s goin on, Pet?� Spike whispered.

She shrugged and looked up at him with a small smile. She licked her lips and opened her mouth slightly and leant upwards to his face.

With a groan he pulled her against him and deepened the kiss. His hands roamed over her back and trailed upwards until their bodies were pressed together. He could feel her hard nipples burning into him through both their shirts.

Buffy pulled away from his searching lips and reached up and ripped his shirt in half. Revealing to her hungry gaze his muscled chest, �holy hell, is that a six pack?�. Unable to resist she leant forward and nibbled gently on one of his pale pink nipples. Her tongue circled it over and over, until it firmed. Wrapping her lips around it, she sucked it hard. Spike�s fingers threaded through her hair and held her against him as he hissed.

While she nipped and licked her way across his chest, Buffy�s hands were busy pulling off her shirt revealing herself to him.

Spike tenderly pushed Buffy back and helped her lay flat on the Sarcophagus. �You sure?�

For a spilt second Buffy imagined all the pros and cons of what they were about to do � she could hear the others� disapproval. But then she saw her Mom and her smiling face as she told Buffy that Spike had been over for a hot chocolate and what a nice man he was. His defence of her when Adam had attacked, even though he was seriously out muscled by Walsh�s creation and then the gentleness he had revealed earlier as he looked after her.

And that decided it for her. �Yeah Spike, I�m sure.� She reached up and pulled him over her.

Spike propped himself over her � not wanting to place his weight on her- and trailed wet opened mouth kisses over her throat. He was amazed that she wasn�t flinching away from his mouth. His lips brushed over the raised scar on her neck left by his poof of a granddad, and he growled. He bit down on it for a brief moment with his blunt teeth before moving on.

Buffy�s hips arched when Spike had bitten Angel�s scar and she pulled him closer. It had felt so good�

Spike moved down to her breasts. He cupped them in his hands and watched her nipples harden even more. His thumbs brushed over them repeatedly. Spike looked up at Buffy�s face and stared at her as she bit her lower lip and her eyes glazed over with lust. Unable to wait any longer he leant down and tasted them; he switched from one puckered nub to the other. His thumb circling the one that his mouth wasn�t tasting, keeping Buffy on the knife�s edge of arousal.

Buffy reached down and began to fumble at Spike�s belt. With a �humph� she pulled and tugged at it until it snapped open. She paused for a second and looked down at Spike who had raised his head at the first touch of her hands on his waistband.

�Spike, take them off,� she ordered. Her strong voice belied her nerves.

He slid off the tomb and stood there with his hands hooked into his jeans and stared down at her swollen lips. �You sure, Slayer, cos if I do this there is no goin back?�

Instead of replying, she reached down and unbuttoned her jeans, revealing her white lace panties as she pushed the denim past her hips. Pushing up on her elbows, she gestured to him to copy her.

With that Spike kicked off his boots and stripped his jeans off. Tossing them behind him he stood naked before her appreciative gaze. His cock was hard and curved up against his stomach.

Buffy�s eyes widened in surprise, �Who�d a thunk��

Spike fisted his cock briefly as he moved closer to her.

�Your turn, pet.� With that he turned and strode down to her feet, displaying his firm ass to Buffy�s stunned eyes.

With a mental �yum� she stared at him, devouring him with her gaze. �He�s gorgeous�Druscilla really is nuts if she let Spike go� Wonder why?�

He pulled her boots and socks off. Within seconds her jeans follow suit, until all she wore was the bandage and her lacy white panties.

Spike climbed up and crawled up her body. Pausing at her panties to press a wet kiss on them, he inhaled her sweet arousal before sliding his fingers under them and slowly pulling them off to reveal the Slayer in all her glory.

Buffy gazed down between them at his cock and she felt herself growing even wetter at the sight of it. She rubbed her thighs together to ease her arousal.

Spike arched a brow at her and slipped his hands between her knees and pushed them apart. �Guess it was me who pried her dimpled knees apart!� he thought irreverently for a second before he looked down and froze.

Buffy spread her legs apart and waited�and waited. She looked at Spike and wondered what the hell was wrong. �Spike? Is there something� ohhhhh��

When he heard the worry in her voice he shook himself out of his trance. He had to taste the ripe peach that was laid out in front of him. He dipped his head down and with a single swoop of his tongue, he mapped out her most intimate place.

Buffy�s elbows gave out with the first touch of his talented tongue and she sank back. One hand resting on her stomach and the other laid on the back of Spike�s head, teasing the curls.

Her hips surged and twisted as he devoured her, his tongue slipped into her opening and then curled up to circle her erect clit. She gasped his name over and over as her excitement built. Spike slipped his hands under her and caught hold of her soft backside and held her up to his hungry mouth.

Buffy�s finger�s tightened on Spike�s head as her hips curved upwards. With a howl, she came.

Spike was in heaven as he felt her come undone around his questing tongue. His cock ached to be where it was. Raising his head he licked his lips and stared in awe at Buffy as she surrendered to her post coital haze. She smiled dreamily up at him and crooked a finger at him beckoning him. He crawled up and carefully laid himself over her small form, acutely aware of her injuries.

�Kiss me,� she whispered. And he happily did. Buffy moaned at the taste of herself on his tongue as it explored her mouth with the same intensity as it had her cleft. The crypt was filled with the sibilant sounds of their kisses and sighs as they explored each other�s bodies. Finding their responsive spots and lingering on them.

Spike rubbed his erection up and down her wetness. He wanted in, but was content to kiss her until Buffy took the initiative and caught hold of his cock, positioning it at her opening.

With a twitch of his hips, Spike slid the head of his cock in and his eyes rolled up at the heat surrounding him. �Bloody hell�� He gritted his teeth and began to count backwards from a hundred, anything to stop him from cumming like a schoolboy.

Buffy gulped as she felt her muscles stretch to accommodate Spike�s hardness. And for the first time, Riley entered her mind. �He�s bigger than Riley�� and that was all the time she spent thinking about her soon to be ex when Spike slid in.

Their senses were filled with each other as they moved against each other in a Primal rhythm.

It seemed to last for an eternity.

Spike�s game face flickered in and out as he tried to control himself. He wanted to bite her � mark her as his.

Buffy saw his struggle and, instead of kicking him off her, she was filled with a sense of rightness. And without a thought for the consequences of her actions, she wrapped her hand around Spike�s head. And offered her throat to him, the scarred side.

For a second he hesitated, and then with no thought for the chip, his fangs slid into her silken skin, eradicating Angel�s mark in one bite.

There was no pain, only the ambrosial taste of her powerful blood.

Buffy bit down on his neck drawing blood as well, her mind filled with lust at the coppery taste and she came.

Spike�s hips froze, embedding himself deeply in her fluttering channel. His cock twitched as her muscles clenched around him and with a muffled roar he came. They rocked against each other, still lost in the bliss of their orgasms and the taste of each other�s blood�.

*********

Spike turned onto his side, holding onto Buffy�s leg as he moved so that he remained inside her. He wanted to be cradled by her warmth as they both recovered from their union. He didn�t want to be pressing down on her stomach so he carefully arranged them on their sides. To his disappointment, as they moved his limp cock slipped out of her welcoming depths and lay spent between them.

He cradled his dozing goddess against his chest and rubbed his nose in her sweat soaked hair, he could smell her unique perfume and now it was mingled with his scent. They were all over each other, inside and out. He could feel their spendings coating their thighs and sighed happily at the sensation.

Despite everything that had happened in the past as well as coming from opposite ends of Good and Evil � Spike was content in her arms. He felt the budding of something that felt suspiciously like love for the diminutive Slayer who was sighing contentedly against his throat.

Spike�s eyes flickered gold and he held her closer � she was his now and nothing was going to stop him from being with her.

Buffy slowly began to wake as she felt Spike move them to lay on their sides. She kept her eyes closed and savoured the lean male length that was pressed against her. They fit together; she didn�t feel like a doll next to him like she did with Angel. Her head was tucked under his chin and she opened her mouth slightly and sighed against his pale skin. As his cock slipped out of her she tried to contain her groan, she didn�t want to be parted from him � not yet, it was too soon.

She knew that no one else would ever understand them being together, but she didn�t care

Nothing was going to stop her from being with him. Not now�not ever�
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