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Fighting For Love	By : oldbooks Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Het - Male/Female > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 2630 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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.

Chapter List
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Author's Note: Warnings: Torture, Extreme Language, Rape/Actual, Sexual Situations, Violence (offending chapters will be noted)

Pairings: Riley/Buffy; Spike/Buffy

Challenge Requirements at the end

Chapter 12

Spike started up the Desoto and pulled the car out of the restaurant parking lot and onto the main drag. He looked over at Buffy staring out the window, presenting Spike with her profile. She was so beautiful: shampoo-shiny hair, thick eyelashes, big hazel eyes, soft, smooth skin. He could sense her rich, hot blood rushing through her veins. His demon rumbled just under the surface.

Buffy felt Spike�s eyes on her, and her skin flushed, her blood felt hot as it rushed through her veins. She dared a glance at him, and her panties became moist. She rubbed her thighs together to get her body to stop reacting. She darted her eyes away from him as he flicked his heated gaze to her lap when he sensed her arousal.

�So pet, where do you want to go?� Spike asked, watching the road.

�TCBY, I�ve a hankering for cheese flavored yogurt,� Buffy smiled shyly.

�Cheese flavored yogurt?� Spike raised the scarred brow.

�I know it�s strange, but it�s only a craving after that fried ravioli I just ate,� Buffy let out a genuine laugh,

Spike cocked his head. �Okay, TCBY and cheese flavored yogurt it is.�

After picking up the yogurt, Spike drove to the park and sat with her on the swing set. He silently watched her eat, eying her beautiful curves. His eyes traveled along her neck watching her throat muscles work at swallowing the treat. His gaze stopped at the pulse point in her throat and grew hot. His demon was held at bay with the promise that she had agreed, by action, to be his.

Buffy felt her skin flush wherever Spike�s eyes touched her. It was like a long leisurely caress across her flesh. She imagined his hands and mouth on her body following the same path as his eyes and her cheeks grew hot, liquid pooling between her thighs. She nearly dropped the cone and moaned at the thought of Spike claiming her. She licked traces of yogurt from her lips when she finished the cone.

A smile tickled the corner of Spike�s mouth as he sensed her arousal and watched her flush and squirm under his scrutiny. Yes, he definitely had an effect on her. He could smell it from where he sat in the swing next to her as her arousal permeated the open air. His fingers itched to reach out and caress her cheek and her lips. He wanted to know every inch of her body by touch. He groaned when he saw her pink tongue slip out to lick her lips clean.

�Where to next, pet?� Spike asked.

Buffy closed her eyes and let Spike�s British voice roll deliciously over her nerves. She loved the purr of his accent. It only added to her daydream � or night dream � of his touch on her flesh. She shouldn�t be here with Spike. She was afraid of the feelings he stirred in her. It wasn�t that she was afraid of Spike; it was more of what Riley would do when she got home tonight.

Spike watched Buffy�s expression change from content to worry. �Buffy, what�s wrong?�

Buffy was pulled out of her thoughts with his question. She looked up into his beautiful blue eyes. How could a vampire be so devilishly handsome and sexy with cerulean eyes fringed by the thickest eyelashes she had ever seen on a man? �Nothing�s wrong,� she stammered.

�Are you sure, pet?� Spike was concerned for her. He only wanted to see her happy. She wasn�t happy with Riley. He would watch her cry in her sleep sometimes after he had patched her up, and he would lie on top of the covers and hold her until she slept soundly. It broke his undead heart to see her in pain. He wanted to love her as she deserved.

�Not sure, but yes,� Buffy gave him a half-smile. She didn�t want to worry Spike any more than he had to be. Riley. Riley turned out to be more than she anticipated, and not in a good way. He was supposed to be normal and ordinary. Now, he made even Angelus safe to be around.

Spike stood up and offered Buffy his hand. She took his hand and got out of the swing. His cool fingers were soothing against her hot flesh. His touch made her skin tingle all over. The tingle went all the way to her core and caused a pool of fluid in her panties. She made a small moan.

If Spike hadn�t had enhanced hearing he would have missed the quiet noise, but he couldn�t miss the stronger scent of her arousal. He grinned curling his tongue against his teeth. He stepped closer to her, until they were a breath away from each other. He stared down into her hazel eyes, and wrapped his hands around her hips.

Buffy saw Spike�s grin. He knew of his affect on her. Her senses reeled when he drew closer to her. She couldn�t stop the kiss that was coming even if she wanted to. She closed her eyes and let his presence wash over her. When she felt his cool, full lips press against hers it felt as if a sunburst exploded inside her and she moaned again. It was heaven.

Spike shuddered with the touch of her warm lips on his. When Buffy moaned, he slipped his tongue between her lips, caressing her tongue, drawing it into his mouth to engage her in an erotic battle of touch and feel and caress. He crushed her body against his, groaning with the feel of her hot body warming his own. He let go of her, pulling his lips away from hers. He had to or he would end up making love to her right here in the park.

Buffy felt the loss of Spike�s touch. Her eyes moved over him to make sure he was really there and not a mirage. She sighed deeply and watched him with a bit of confusion. �Is something wrong, Spike?�

Spike genuinely smiled at her. �No, love. Everything is perfect. I can�t just touch you and not want to do more, Buffy.�

She sighed, relieved. �I know. I can feel it, too. We can�t act on this. Not now.�

Spike rested his forehead against hers. �I know, pet. I know.�

�When did you want to claim me?� Buffy asked shyly.

�Soon, Buffy. You�ll be mine soon enough.� Spike promised her.

Buffy felt butterflies in her stomach at the thought of Spike protecting her through the claim. That he�d be able to tell her emotions with clarity, he�d be able to feel her, tell if she was in trouble, be able to find her � all with more clarity than a just any vampire staking out his prey � it would be a vampire feeling out his mate, no matter where she was. The thought warmed her heart. �What type of claim would this be really?�

Spike smiled when he saw Buffy relax once again. The knowledge that he had caused that in her exhilarated him. She made him feel whole, like she was what he�d been looking for all his living and undead life. She made him feel important, like he was taller than his 5�10 frame. His insides melted with the feeling. He was completely in love with her, and he felt that it was becoming more and more mutual in the few passionate kisses they had shared so far. �Well, when I thought about the idea, it was just a protection claim against Angelus. But I don�t think I could stop at just a protection claim.�

�Oh.� Buffy was bewildered. A thrill ran through her body as her previous thoughts were confirmed. Her thoughts were all over the place. Spike wanted more than to protect her. Then Riley came to mind, his face angry that she dared defy him and even come here. Her mind switched between the two.

�Where would you like to go next?� Spike�s voice broke through her thoughts.

"I don�t want to, but I have to go home,� Buffy responded. She dreaded going home to Riley, and having to face him after such a calm few hours with Spike. Spike made her forget her troubles with Riley, if only for a short time. It was refreshing to not have to think of what waited for her at home for a few moments.

�I understand, pet. I�ll take you home,� Spike said, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and kissing her temple before walking with her to the car.

�When will I see you again?� Buffy asked.

Spike couldn�t help but smile. He hated having to ever leave her now. He couldn�t leave her alone for long even if he wanted to, not when he knew that his feelings for her were being reciprocated. It didn�t matter that she hadn�t voiced them yet. He could tell the feelings were there in her touch, in her kiss that gave him permission to claim her, could sense it in her being, in her reaction to him. �Oh, baby. You can never get rid of me now.� He declared, opening the car door for her.

Spike knew Buffy wasn�t ready to go home to Riley by the conflicting emotions racing across her face all night. He did the next best thing � he took her to her mother�s house. It would give her time to collect herself and be able to face Riley again. He kissed her again before she entered the house leaving him standing on the porch. He actually whistled on the way back to the car and drove back to his crypt in high spirits.
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