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Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: I don�t own Buffy the Vampire Slayer. But I
think we all knew that�
Rating: NC-17 (This story contains sexual situations. Please do not read if
you are under the legal age.)
Summary: Buffy takes desperate measures to try to remove the temptation from
her life. But when things don�t go anywhere near according to plan, she finds herself
discovering what she hadn�t wanted to believe was possible. (Spuffy)�
Timeline: This story is set in Season Six, but goes
completely AU at the beginning of �Gone.� For the purposes of this fic, I�m ignoring the Nerd Trio and the social worker
completely.
Author�s Note: They (whoever they may be) say that to get over
writer�s block, you just have to write. Something, anything, so
long as you�re writing. Well, I�ve been blocked since the beginning of December
and haven�t been able to write anything decent on my WIP�s.
In order to try to break out of that, I started this. It�s been flowing pretty
easily, and I doubt it�ll be overly long, so hopefully I�ll come out the other
side with my muse back.
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written ever. TAKING WITHOUT PERMISSION IS STEALING. Thank you.

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Buffy sat on the floor of her living room,
nothing but a blanket draped over her as she panted. Spike was beside her, a
smirk on his face as he lit a cigarette with the lighter he�d fished from her
pocket. She was angry � at him, but mostly at herself. She was supposed to be
stronger than this, strong enough to resist temptation. She was, after all, the
Slayer.
But then again, she�d never been very good
at that�
�Why don�t you go smoke outside,� she
snapped.
Spike arched his eyebrow. �You know you
don�t want that, sweetheart.� He grabbed her with his free hand and pulled her
into his lap, his erection hard against her. His voice dropped, sending shivers
through her. �You want this��
Buffy shook. God, she did� Feeling
the way he wanted her ratcheted up her own desire until she had to have him.
She knew she shouldn�t give into temptation, that being with Spike was too many
kinds of wrong for her to even count, but in that moment when she let herself
go, when she stopped caring, none of it mattered.
She sank down on his cock, and she wasn�t
the Slayer anymore. Nothing outside of this existed, nothing beyond the
pleasure/pain of being stretched to her limits with him.
He stubbed his cigarette out on her floor,
and she didn�t care. All that mattered was that both of his hands were free to
touch her, to grab her hips and push her down further, bruising her inside and
out.
One of his hands traveled up from her hip to
her back, pushing her forward so he could whisper in her ear. �You know you
want this, luv. No reason to keep fighting it. Just
let yourself feel good��
Buffy shook her head, but grabbed his hand
and dragged it down to her clit, pushing his fingers against her. Spike growled
as he pressed down hard and rubbed, and Buffy stopped thinking at all, stopped
doing anything but feeling.
But it couldn�t last forever. Too soon she was
slumped against his chest, trembling with the aftershocks. It wasn�t long until
the guilt and self-loathing came rising back up like bile, voices in her mind
sounding suspiciously like her friends and her Watcher as they reminded her of
her duty, of what had happened the last time she had turned her back on who she
was for the love of a vampire.
She pushed his chest and scrambled
backwards, off his lap. She stumbled as she got to her feet,
snatching up the first thing she could find to cover her. �Get out, Spike.�
�You know, luv,
your pillow talk leaves much to be desired.�
�There�s never going to be any pillow talk
between us, Spike,� Buffy snapped. �There�s never going to be anything
between us. Ever.�
�You know, sweetheart,
that might be a little more convincing if my cock wasn�t drenched in
your juices.�
�You�re a pig.�
�That one�s getting old, luv. Might be time to start singing a new tune.� Buffy only
glared and clutched her impromptu covering around her chest, and Spike sighed
and got to his feet, searching for his clothes.
�You�re wasting your time fighting this,
Slayer,� he said as he dressed. �You want me, and now
that you�ve given in once, well�� Spike favored her with a cocky grin and
buttoned his jeans. �You�ll never be able to resist the temptation now that you
know what you�d be missing.�
�Just get out,� Buffy replied, her eyes
darting away from his face.
�I�ll need this first,� Spike said as he
reached out and snatched his blanket from around Buffy. She gasped, standing
there exposed in front of him, but Spike merely threw her a wink before he left
the room, the sound of the back door slamming making Buffy shake a few moments
later.
Angry tears in the corner of her eyes, Buffy
searched for her own clothes and pulled them on. As much as she hated to ever
admit such a thing, she was afraid Spike was right. Her resolve had crumbled in
moments, the temptation too strong for her to walk away from.
How did she really expect to fight it next
time?
She sank back down to the floor, resisting
the urge to scream. Buffy knew she couldn�t allow this to continue, but how
could she stop it?
Her eyes shifted to a box on the floor, a
thought entering her mind that she immediately knew she shouldn�t even begin to
entertain. After everything that had happened as of late, she knew that it was
the bad idea to end all bad ideas. She would be completely insane to attempt
something like this�
And yet, she was scooting over towards the
box, her hands trembling as she opened it and began sifting through what they�d
helped Willow pack just that morning.
She pulled a book out of the box and, as if
by fate, opened it directly to just what she�d need. Was that a sign? Sure,
things hadn�t been going so well with magic recently, but they�d had luck with
it in the past. She�d had luck with it in the past. She�d done that
spell to see if her mother was under any magical influences when Joyce had been
sick, and there�d been the spell they�d used to defeat Adam. Sure, there�d been
that tiny issue with the First Slayer trying to kill them all in their dreams,
but this wouldn�t be a spell of that magnitude.
It would just be something small, something
to help her. She�d just do it to herself, not to anyone else. And really, what
was the worst thing that could happen � the spell would kill her? It wasn�t
like she hadn�t been there and done that�
She was too weak to resist Spike on her own.
She�d tried that, and yet she kept jumping him. He was the one thing that made
her feel at all since she�d come back from Heaven, and she couldn�t find the
strength to walk away, even when she knew she had to. A Slayer and a vampire
would never work. She knew that as well as anyone.
Besides, he was evil, and that was wrong.
Of course, what she was thinking of doing
was wrong, too. But was it the lesser of two evils?
Buffy gazed down at the pages of the book, a
simple spell outlined in plain English. She�d never taken the time to really look
at any of these books before, despite the number of them that tended to be out
around her, and it surprised her how simple the spell looked. She could do
that, couldn�t she? And something that simple couldn�t possibly have too dire
of consequences.
Nothing as dire as what
could happen if she continued to let Spike in, at least.
No. No. She knew better than this. If
her friendship with Willow had taught her nothing else, it was that magic was
not a quick fix, not the easy alternative. She slammed the book shut and put it
back in the box. She wouldn�t do this. She�d simply have to build up the
strength to turn Spike down on her own.
Buffy stood up and raised her chin in
determination. She could so turn down Spike. After all, he was Spike.
Evil, cocky Spike. Spike of the crypt-living, and the blood drinking, and the
rock hard abs�
Oooh�and his tongue. A dreamy smile crossed Buffy�s lips
at the thought of that particular part of his body. And even that was no
match for his�
Her eyes grew wide as she realized how
quickly her thoughts had taken a turn for the not-so-pure. �No, Buffy,� she
muttered to herself. �No thinking of Spike�s abs, or his tongue, or anything
else. Think about��
But it was too late. Her brain refused to
supply any of the thoughts she wanted. Instead, it had turned into the
all-Spike porn channel. Apparently, he hadn�t been so off the mark when he�d
said she was going to start to crave him.
She eyed the book again. So actually doing
what she was thinking of doing would be bad, but so would continuing a
relationship with Spike. Either one was dangerous, neither something she should
be doing. But if she did one now to stop the other, wouldn�t that make things
better in the long run?
Doing her best to ignore the part of her
that was telling her not to do this, Buffy grabbed the box and ran upstairs to
her room.
Desperate times, after all�

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Buffy hadn�t been able to stop pacing since
she did the spell. She�d expected some sort of puff of smoke or a flash of
light, something to tell her there�d been an actual result. Instead, she�d got
nothing.
So had it worked? She closed her eyes and
conjured up an image of Spike in her mind. He was naked. There were chains.
She sighed. She still wanted him. Crap.
Maybe she had to actually see him for
the spell to take effect.
Which meant she should be going to his
crypt. She could just pop by, see if she was still tempted, then leave. Simple.
And if it didn�t work, well, they�d already had sex twice this morning. That
should be enough to keep her from jumping his bones the moment she walked in,
right?
She�d just go over there, see if the spell
worked, and if not, well, she�d start working on building
up some Slayer will power the old fashioned way. She could do that.
She had to do that�

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Spike was gorgeous when he slept. He looked
perfect, tangled up in silken sheets, and the moment she stepped down from the
ladder and turned to look at him, Buffy felt a wave of desire crash over her,
the urge to climb in beside him nearly overwhelming. His chest was bare,
exposed above the sheet, and god it looked so damn�lickable.
With a heavy sigh, Buffy realized the spell
hadn�t done a bit of good. She still found Spike just as tempting as she always
had, complete with added knowledge of how good he actually felt inside.
Buffy needed to just get out of there before
Spike woke up. It was a good thing the spell hadn�t worked. It had been a dumb,
dangerous idea to begin with, and she was glad she hadn�t been able to pull it
off. She needed to just go home, get her head together, and start working on
her anti-Spike resolve. Stop thinking about what he could do
with his tongue or how his eyes looked when he laughed and start reminding herself
of all the things about him that repulsed her.
She turned back towards the ladder, building
up that resolve.
It all crumbled the moment Spike�s hand
circled around her arm.
�Leaving without even a hello, pet? How very
rude of you.�
His voice was deep, beckoning her to lean
back into him. �I�you were asleep,� she said lamely.
Spike pulled her away from the ladder and
against his body, her back flush against his chest. �You could�ve woken me up, luv. I can think of so many nice ways for you to do that.
Maybe with that pretty little mouth of yours wrapped around my cock��
And there was an image that should disgust
her� She shivered and moaned.
�Yeah, you�d like that, too, wouldn�t you,
Slayer? You�re wishing you�d thought of it yourself.�
�No I�m not�� Buffy insisted, though her
voice trembled as she spoke.
�Yes, you are. But that�s all right, kitten.
We can make up for it.�
Buffy gasped as Spike spun her around and
pushed her to her knees. The action should�ve earned him at the very least a
punch in the nose, but instead she felt a flood of moisture in her panties. Her
hand reached out and gripped his cock, her mouth watering at the memory of his
taste.
And yet, something felt�off.
She pumped her hand up and down and realized
what it was. He was soft. From that constant bulge she�d noticed in his jeans
over the years, she hadn�t even thought that was possible.
With a mental shrug, Buffy figured it wasn�t
a big deal. It was Spike; he�d be fully hard within seconds. He was the
horniest man she�d ever known in her life.
She continued to grip his cock, directing it
towards her mouth so she could bathe it with her tongue. She expected it to
start jumping in her hand immediately.
It didn�t.
Confused but determined, Buffy wrapped her
lips around the tip and sucked.
Nothing.
She looked up at Spike and caught the look
of panic in his eyes. �It�it�s never done that before,� he said, an edge of
hysteria in his voice. �And with you�on your knees�there�s no reason it
should��
Buffy�s eyes widened as she realized there
was actually a reason why this was happening. And what it would be.
She let go of his cock and backed away.
Maybe the spell hadn�t been such a bust
after all�

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