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The Subtle Notes In-between	By : Schehrezade1 Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > Het - Male/Female > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 3473 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 10
Spike ghosted his knuckles along her jaw line and grinned at the look of intense concentration on his love�s face as she chopped up some fresh tomatoes to toss into the salad she�d made to go with the pasta dish that was simmering on the hob. It was nearly dawn and the satiated couple had been forced from their bed in search of food. To Spike�s utter shock, Buffy began to pull out veggies and pasta and began to cook.

�Lemme guess, the prancing ninny taught you to cook?� Spike leant against the black granite counter and watched as his girl moved around the kitchen, the tip of her tongue caught between her teeth as she concentrated on the cooking.

�His name is Paolo and yeah he did, honey. He taught me how not to burn water and put together a few dishes.� She teasingly tapped Spike on the nose with her spatula. �He�s a good cook, waaay better than Andrew, but he�s working on that.� She wrinkled her nose teasingly and then popped a chopped carrot into Spike�s mouth to stop him grumbling.

�Sodding git, trying to get into my girl�s knickers,� Spike folded his arms over his chest and watched Buffy�s heart-shaped backside with appreciation as she laid the table. If he had his way they would never eat with clothes on again. In fact, if he got his way he was going to keep her naked for the rest of her life.

Buffy giggled when she heard his muttered grumbles, and then turned to face him. She guffawed at the look of confusion on Spike�s face. Her eyes watered as she continued to laugh at him. Spike glanced hesitantly down, worried that the sight of his not so erect cock was the cause of her mirth. �Nope, doesn�t look too small�she does realise vamp here and there are body temperature issues and stuff?�
Buffy pointed at him and giggled even more.

�Right love, that�s enough, s�not good for the naked vamp to have his mate point at him and laugh, could lead to issues. You do know there�s shrinkage when you�re wafting around in cool air right? Bit like cold water��

�Mmmph�� Buffy clapped her hands over her mouth to stop herself from laughing. �Okay I�I�ll�stop�� She took a deep breath and then looked over at Spike and giggled again. �Sorry�sorry.� She waved her hands apologetically at him and then composed herself.

�What�s so ruddy funny?� Spike frowned, his eyes filled with puzzlement.

�Oh boy, for a guy who prides himself on being Mr Observypants and �tell �em as it you see it you really have missed it, haven�t you?� Buffy walked towards him and reached out and traced her fingers over the light stubble that was growing where his eyebrows had been. �You�re too cute.�

Spike looked affronted. �M�not cute, I�m handsome and manly!� Trying very hard not to pout when she erupted into giggles again.

�Sure honey, you are.� Buffy smiled indulgently at him and stood on her tiptoes and gave him a sweet kiss. As she pulled back Spike leant over and tried to follow her lips, his eyes half closed in pleasure. A purry rumble erupted from his chest.

�Paolo is gay, has been gay since the 1960s. He dropped some acid on a visit with the Marishini in India and achieved clarity or something�� Buffy commented baldy and then with an impish smirk at the look of utter shock on her vampire�s face, she turned to serve the pasta into a big bowl. �Come on handsome, dinner�s ready.�

�Beg your pardon?� Spike�s customary cockney accent vanished in his surprise and was replaced with a very upper crust one. �Gay, you say?� He winced internally, realising that he sounded just like William the weeny.

�Yup.�

�He�s a poofter?� Spike asked quizzically as he took a place at the table.

�Yup.�

�He likes boys?�

�Men and yup.� Buffy served some pasta into a bowl and handed it to Spike.

�And I offered for him to bugger me! Christ pet, you�ll keep me safe, right?� Spike teased as he fed her a spoonful of Penne which she chewed and swallowed with relish. Her body was craving carbs after the sexual workout of the past few hours.

�Sure I will, but Spike, you don�t have to worry, you�re not his type at all.� Buffy plucked a small cherry tomato out of the salad and popped it into her mouth. �Anyway, he�s dating Andrew, they�re sooooo
cute together.�

�Do what? The Grandpooba is shaggin the Geekboy? Seriously?� Spike�s jaw dropped at this final revelation.

�Yup, been together for almost eight months.� Buffy picked through the salad searching for some pine nuts. Finding a few, she popped them into her mouth and smirked at the expression of amazement on her Big Bad�s face.

Spike�s entire being filled with glee at her revelation. The Immortal was a poofter and shacked up with Andrew. His unlife couldn�t be any better. All those months he�d torn himself apart wondering what the bastard had been doing to Buffy and he was a poof! And Buffy was his�no ifs, buts or maybes. She was all his and he was never letting her go.

�You�re feeling all kinds of smug right now, aren�t yah?� Buffy teased as she ate with gusto. The smirk that had spread across her mate�s face had made her grin. Despite all his outward confidence, Spike was insecure in love. He chased it will gusto and never quite got it. Until now. She was not letting him go ever again.

�Love, you have any idea the mental hell I put myself through thinking about his sweaty mitts on your divine bod?� Spike stared at his bowl in surprise, not only had he eaten it all, but it had tasted good and not of her usual charcoal.

�He had me in chains once, y�know, me and Angelus, while he rogered Darla and Dru six ways to Sunday. Hated his guts for that, and then�� Spike gritted his teeth at the embarrassing memory of being arrested for tax evasion because of a tip off from the nonce.

�The tax thing, right?� Buffy looked sympathetically over at him. �Paolo felt really bad about that but he heard you and Dru were planning to go on a killing spree during the Papal conclave. What was he supposed to do? Dust you both?� She frowned, wondering why Paolo hadn�t dusted them. It wasn�t as if he hadn�t dusted vamps for less in the past. Had he known what was to come? Buffy made a mental note to cross-examine Paolo as soon as he and the others got back from the Spa.

Spike�s eyes widened and guilt tore through him. �How�d he know about Dru�s plans?�

�Dru told him.� Buffy ducked her head and avoided his penetrating gaze.

�Do I want to know how and where Dru was when she was telling him?� Spike cocked his head. She had never been able to keep her knees together when it came to the nit.

�Nope. Here, have some salad.� She thrust the salad bowl under his nose trying to distract him. There was no way they were having the Dru talk, not after their whole mutual claimage. That would be a mood killer to say the least. Spike took the bowl that was thrust under his nose and put it aside.

�Come �ere love.� He reached over and pushed the plates aside and coaxed Buffy onto the table. He could sense her discomfort over mentioning his ex and all he wanted to do was reassure her. He watched as she slid over the table on her butt and hopped onto his lap, her legs spread on either side of his, cradling his erection between her soaked cleft. They rocked against each other, exchanging soft and sweet kisses. Buffy�s hands curled around his shoulders and she kneaded the strong muscles there with her fingers as her legs twined around his, anchoring herself to him.

�Christ Slayer, you�re killing me,� Spike gasped against her throat as he rained kisses along the slender column. He looked up at her with fathomless blue eyes, all his adoration and love evident in their azure depths. He rested his forehead against hers and looked down at his cock cradled between her swollen lips. He could feel her coarse curls tickling the sides and tip as he slithered back and forth. The purple head was coated with her juices and gleamed in the artificial light. �Lemme in, pet�I need in.� The urgency in his voice lowered it to a rasp.

He ran his hands over her body, clutching her backside and trying to raise her up high enough to slide in. Buffy twisted her hips and snickered as she caught his lower lip in her teeth and gave it a good nibble. Then when she started to feel his cock twitch in that familiar way, signalling he was about to erupt all over her, she twisted out of his hands and then let him in.

With a relieved sigh, Spike sank into her soaked depths. The heat that was radiating off her body was warming him right through. His hips lurched upwards over and over as he drove himself into her.

�God�so bloody tight�� Spike�s head lolled back as he tried to control himself, his neck corded with the effort and Buffy couldn�t resist. She leant over and ran her teeth along the muscles and tendons that caught her attention. �Yes�Christ, don�t stop�� Spike�s hand left her hips and roamed impatiently over her chest, teasing her breasts and gently tugging on her hard nipples. Unable to stop himself he ran his calloused hands over her shaking body in exploration, tracing every dip and curve. Buffy moaned in addicted pleasure. Her senses were on overload. She felt like a rag doll-- completely boneless. Just one touch of his hands and she was putty in them.

The only sounds in the large kitchen were the noise of their bodies smacking together as the two lovers worked themselves into a sexual frenzy.

�Not enough,� Spike growled as he lurched to his feet, carrying Buffy�s straining body with him. He laid her down on the table, making sure that his cock stayed inside her twitching depths. Buffy lay back on the cool surface with a happy sigh. She draped her arms over her head and wrapped her fingers over the edge of the table behind her head, anchoring herself.

�That�s better. Can get to all of you now, pet.� Spike ran his hands down her sides and with a cheeky grin, gave her a tickle. His eyes crossed when Buffy giggled, her famed Slayer muscles nearly ripping his dick off. In retaliation he swooped down on one of her pert nipples and sucked it into his mouth.

Buffy arched her back with a moan, offering herself even more to him. His hand brushed over her throat and over her shoulders, clutching them tight as he continued to pump into her. With every stroke of his cock he angled himself so as to catch her clit on each downward stroke. Her hands squeezed the edge of the table reflexively, bracing herself against his avid thrusts as Spike played her body with finesse, raising her closer and closer to heaven.

Spike�s hips never lost a beat as they pumped in and out of her opening, slamming into her over and over. In contrast to this roughness, he trailed light kisses over her heaving breasts and reverently pressed a chaste kiss on the diamond hard tip of each quivering peak.

�Spike�Spike�I�need more�� Buffy panted as she rolled her head from side to side.

�I�ve got you love�don�t worry.� Spike�s face shifted and his fangs dropped. Buffy moaned at the sensation of his change against her skin. His right hand slipped up and cradled the back of her head to stop her from hurting herself. He cocked his head and listened as her breath caught in her throat, the familiar sounds signalling to him that she was close.

She slid her legs from around his waist and rested her heels on the table, pushing her hips up to meet each stroke. Soft grunts issued from her half open mouth. Buffy�s eyes were slitted as she focused her energy on driving them both over the edge.

Spike raked his fangs over the underside of her breasts, savouring the fine flavour of her skin and the moisture that had collected in the crease. Fine red lines appeared as he turned his attention to one puckered nub.

�Yesss�� Buffy�s voice echoed with anticipation of his bite. With a purring growl Spike sank his fangs into her shaking breast; he had aimed carefully, avoiding the nipple.

His hand released its grip from her shoulder and reached between their bodies, aiming unerringly for her clit. Slipping through the copious moisture there, he pinched the erect nub in time to the gulps of blood he was pulling from the wounds on her bosom. Occasionally stopping and allowing blood to pool in the vacuum his mouth created around her nipple, his tongue swirled around the still peaked nub before gulping down the crimson fluid. Spike could feel his body responding to the infusion of her powerful lust laden blood and he hardened even more.

�Oh god,� she cried out at the overload of sensations. Spike was playing her body like a virtuoso, his nimble fingers twisting and flicking her clit while his cock slid in and out of her swollen cleft. And then his fangs were embedded in her breast and creating the ecstasy that was driving her steadily insane. Her eyes rolled up in her head and her body seized, crying out Spike's name at the top of her lungs as she came. Spike tasted the lust and her release in her blood as he supped on her breast and as her inner muscles rippled in orgasm around his cock, he came with a muffled howl.

Buffy collapsed on her back, her physical energy temporarily worn out. It took several long moments of deep breaths to slow her racing heart. Spike collapsed on her limp body with a sigh, his face shifting and his fangs retracted out of the small wounds surrounding her nipple. He closed the wounds with a few deft licks of his tongue.

�Best not tell the Nib wot we got upto on the dinner table, might put her off eating for life,� Spike whispered against her heated skin.

�Eww�Spike that�s gross.� Buffy tried to wrap her limp arms around him but failed. �Spike, I don�t think I can move.�

�Me either. I think I lost the use of my legs; you�ve shagged me silly.� Spike levered himself up with a happy groan. �Come on, let�s get some kip.� He cradled Buffy�s limp body against his chest and kissed her smiling lips. His semi hard cock remained in her as Spike began to walk back to their bedroom.

Kicking the door closed behind them, Spike staggered to the bed and turning, he fell backwards with a contented sigh. Buffy hung onto him like a limpet and reached up for one final kiss. Pulling back she gave a kittenish yawn and then tucked her head under his chin.

�Welcome home, Spike�love you,� she whispered drowsily and then fell asleep.

�Love you too, Buffy.� Spike sighed contentedly. He pressed a kiss to her sweat soaked curls and followed her into the arms of Morpheus. The two Champions, finally reunited and bonded for all eternity, were at peace.

For now.
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