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By now, the
morning seemed surreal. It was late in the evening, and Buffy was resting in
Spike’s arms, her body sated and pleasantly sore. He’d made love to her over
and over again, as if he were assuring himself that she was real and still his.
The sheets were
tangled around them, the comforter was on the floor, and Buffy was fairly
certain the mattress was at an angle, but she was too comfortable to worry
about any of it. A small giggle escaped her.
“What’s so funny,
luv?”
“I was just
thinking this bed hasn’t seen this much action in like ever.”
Spike chuckled as
he brushed a kiss across her forehead. “It held up pretty well, though. We were
going at it hard there for a while.”
Buffy smiled at
the memory. “Yeah, we were.”
Spike’s
expression shifted to concern as he looked Buffy over. “Are you sure I’m not
too rough with you, kitten? I’m more used to sleeping with vampire women than
human ones, especially when it comes to anything long term, and, well, they
tend to be a bit more…durable.”
“I’m not fragile,
Spike.”
He ran his hand
down her cheek. “Yeah, luv, you are. You humans don’t
like to dwell on it, but you can break pretty easily. And you’ve got a lot of
soft, squishy parts. Believe me, I know.”
Buffy swallowed,
refusing to dwell on how Spike knew. She didn’t want to think about how
he “fed” from anyone other than her. Just because he had to drink blood to
survive didn’t automatically make him a killer. She’d lived through him biting
her several times, after all.
“I’m okay, Spike.
Really. You’ve been rough, but never too rough.
And I really don’t want you to change anything. I like things the way they are.
It’s…intense.”
“But you’ll tell
me if it ever gets to be too much, yeah?”
“I will.” Buffy
kissed his cheek. “I promise.”
“Same goes for me
biting you, sweetheart. If you don’t like that, you can tell me. I can’t
promise I won’t ever forget, but…”
“No, biting’s good,” Buffy said, then
blushed at how quickly she’d responded. “I…well…it feels really good
when you do it.”
Spike grinned at
her. “That’s because if I do it right, it can cause an instantaneous orgasm.”
“That’s handy.
Does it have to be during sex, or…”
Spike said
nothing as he took her arm and began to gently rub her skin, making Buffy’s
pulse quicken. He locked his eyes with hers as his fingers centered on the
inside of her wrist, feeling the rapid beat there. Slowly, he brought her wrist
to his mouth, kissing that fluttering point before laving it with his tongue
until Buffy’s breathing was ragged.
Buffy’s whole
body felt on edge, every nerve tingling despite the fact he was only touching
one spot. Her breathing grew labored, her body flush. Already, she felt herself
teetering on the edge.
Then, Spike’s
face shifted, and his fangs were in her flesh before she could register it was
happening. Buffy cried out as white hot pleasure/pain shot through her body and
she arched off the bed, shaking hard.
When she came
down, Spike was gently licking her wrist. He saw her looking at him and his
face changed back to human again before he kissed her wrist and let it go. “No,
it doesn’t have to be during sex,” he said with a smirk.
Buffy lifted her
wrist and inspected it. The now-familiar red mark was there, but the wound has
already closed. “And you stopped the bleeding. How
thoughtful.”
Spike smirked
again, then laid back down beside her. “There’s
something in vampire saliva, helps slow the blood. It’s like animals licking
their wounds, only a bit more effective.”
“Handy.”
“Yeah, it is. Lets me to taste you.” Spike licked his lips, his eyes
glinting.
“And I actually
taste good?”
“Oh, baby, you
have no idea,” he purred. Then, his voice softened, and he assured her with, “But
I won’t take too much.”
“I know,” Buffy
said with a smile. “Does it make sex better for you when you bite me? Or does
sex just make you hungry?”
Her question made
Spike laugh. “Well, it does tend to make me hungry, but then feeding makes me
want sex. Truth is, it’s all intertwined for vamps.
Blood, sex – they’re part of the same thing.”
“But you’d be
willing to try to stop biting me if I asked you to?”
“Yeah, I would.
Can’t promise I’d be able to stop myself every time, but I’d certainly try. If you
actually wanted me to, that is.”
Buffy kissed his
cheek. “Don’t worry, honey. I don’t want you to stop. It’s not something I ever
thought I’d like, but then again, I never really gave a lot of thought to
whether or not I’d like sex with a vampire at all.”
“Well, most
vampires aren’t as sexy as me anyway.”
“No?” Buffy asked
with an arch of her eyebrow.
“Nope. That whole idea of the devastatingly sexy vampire
lover is just a myth. Except for me, of course. I’m
the only exception.” He winked.
Buffy rolled her
eyes. “Uh huh. I’m sure.”
“It’s true. You
just got incredibly lucky.”
She wrapped her
arms around him and pulled him closer. “Well, I guess I can’t argue with the
lucky part.”
Spike looked at
her for a moment before a wide grin broke over his face. “God, you are bloody
adorable.”
Buffy couldn’t
help but smile back. She liked this, liked just feeling happy with
someone.
It didn’t really
seem to matter that the “someone” wasn’t exactly human. It wasn’t like she was
the first person ever to get involved with someone who was different from them.
And what did this one difference matter when they were compatible in other
ways?
She didn’t think
it mattered much at all when Spike’s smile turned to a leer. All that mattered
then was she wanted him.
And he wanted
her.
*** *** ***
Spike was
sleeping soundly behind her when Buffy woke up. He had his arm wrapped tightly
around her, his body as close to hers as it could be without him actually being
inside her.
It made her feel desired, cherished. She never woke up with Riley like this.
If she managed to wake up before him, he would usually be on the far side of
the bed, his back to her. More often than not, however, he’d be out of bed
before she woke up, never wanting to break his morning routine. Even on the weekends
he hadn’t taken it easy in the mornings, and Buffy had long since stopped
trying to convince him to change.
It didn’t appear
that would be an issue with Spike.
Buffy turned in
his arms and nuzzled her face against the crook of his neck. Spike rumbled in
his sleep, his arm tightening around her. His erection was stabbing into her
thigh now, and Buffy felt the need to take care of it for him. She’d never
enjoyed just pleasuring a man quite like she did with Spike. She could get a
thrill for herself by making him feel good alone.
Buffy reached
under the blankets and gripped Spike’s cock, stroking it with slow, even
movements.
She knew Spike
was awake when he moaned, though his eyes remained closed. After a moment, he
murmured, “God, Buffy, that feels so good.”
Buffy smiled a
proud, womanly smile. “Roll over on your back, honey. I want to blow you.”
Spike’s eyes
popped open then and he searched her face for a moment, as if trying to figure
out if he’d heard what he thought he’d heard. With all the time they’d spent in
bed, that hadn’t been something she’d done much.
“Are you going to
stare at me or are you going to roll over so I can suck your cock?”
Certain now his
mind wasn’t playing tricks on him, Spike rolled over like he’d been told. Buffy
ducked under the covers, stopping when she was eye-level with his erection. She
trailed her finger up the large, dark vein, wondering idly if the blood there
had started out as hers. Was that how it worked? Did the blood vampires drank
just provide nourishment or did it actually flow through their veins? Her
research hadn’t been clear on that at all.
Although right
now, she knew she had more pressing matters to attend to.
Buffy wrapped her
hand around the thick base of Spike’s cock, keeping it steady as she lowered
her mouth over the tip. “Yeah, pet, just like that,” Spike groaned, spurring
Buffy on. The couple of times she’d used her mouth on him, Spike had always
reacted strongly, making Buffy feel good about herself
in the process. She wanted to please him and she wanted to feel successful when
she tried.
She moved down,
taking as much of him as she could into her mouth as she comfortably could,
sucking as her hand slid up and down the rest of him. Buffy soon began to vary
her movements, alternating between twisting and sliding her hand, sucking and
moving her mouth up and down, making mental notes of what Spike seemed to like
the most.
His hand was
trembling as he brought it to rest in her hair, encouraging her with a caress
of the golden strands. “That’s good, baby,” he told her, his voice choked with
want. “So bloody good.”
Buffy smiled
around his cock, his praise making her feel proud. She brought her free hand
down and took hold of his balls, massaging them the way she knew he liked.
Spike groaned, the grip he had on her hair tightening for a moment before he
loosened it again.
“Buffy…that’s
perfect, kitten. Yeah…keep doing it just like that.”
Buffy did as he asked, her mouth and one hand moving in tandem to meet on
his shaft while the other hand worked his balls. Spike moaned, his hips shaking
with the effort to keep from bucking up and causing her to choke.
His responses
made Buffy feel bolder, more confident in her actions as well as her instincts.
Carefully, she brought her head up and gently scraped her teeth along the shaft
before lightly nipping at the tip.
“Fuck!” Spike
yelled. He panted. “Do that again.”
Buffy smiled to
herself before doing what he asked, this time following up by pulling the head
of his cock back into her mouth and swirling her tongue around it.
At that, Spike’s
hand shot out to grab her shoulder. “Baby, you need to stop,” he said between
ragged gasps of breath. “I’m too close. Next thing you do could set me off.”
Buffy slid up,
her head poking out from beneath the covers. “I want to finish you off like
this.”
Well, if that was
what she wanted, Spike certainly wasn’t going to argue the point. “In that
case, get back down there.”
She giggled at
his response as she slid back under the covers and returned to what she’d been
doing. Buffy had stopped swallowing with Riley early in their marriage,
deciding not to keep doing it when he did so little for her and she got no
personal enjoyment out of the act anyway. But with Spike, she found herself
actually wanting to, wanting to see how he would respond to her bringing
this act to completion. He was so expressive during sex, and she loved
just watching him experience what they shared.
Buffy wrapped her
mouth back around him, drawing on long-unused knowledge of how to best go about
this. Above her, Spike moaned, his ability to speak seemingly gone now that
she’d told him he could give in fully to what she was doing to him and not
worry about having to hold back. Wanting to push him over the edge, Buffy
tightened the grip she had on his balls while she hummed around his shaft,
having a feeling the dual sensations would be his undoing.
She was right.
Spike convulsed
beneath her as he shot into her mouth, bellowing with that inhuman roar of his
that never failed to make Buffy shiver. Buffy held him in her mouth until the
last drop, discovering she hadn’t lost the ability to do this.
When Spike went
limp beneath her, Buffy let him slip from her mouth and climbed back up his
body, loving the sated expression she’d put on his face. She nipped at his
earlobe and then the side of his neck. “Satisfied, baby?”
“God, yes,” Spike
replied as he trailed his hand down to cup her bottom. “You are so bloody good
at that.”
Buffy rubbed her
body against his and practically purred in his ear. “I love making you feel
good, Spike.” She paused for a moment, then added,
“You’re so…appreciative.”
Spike turned her
so he could look at her. “Why wouldn’t I be…” He
stopped in mid-sentence. “He really was a git, wasn’t
he?”
She ducked her
eyes. “I think he just had some very old-fashioned notions about sex.”
At that, Spike
snorted. “Please. I was born in bloody Victorian England and it certainly
hasn’t stopped me from properly enjoying a woman in bed.”
“Okay, you may
have a point there.”
“I definitely
have a point there,” Spike corrected. He shook his head. “I know I’ve never met
this Riley wanker, but from the looks of things, he was an idiot. Bloke
actually got lucky enough to have a woman like you marry him, and then he just
threw it all away for some meaningless trysts with hookers?” He shook his head
again. “Bastard took for granted what he had.”
For a moment,
Buffy just looked at Spike, but lowered her gaze when she realized what was
behind his words. “And you can’t really have with me what he had, can you?”
Spike took a
moment to answer, and when he did, the word was almost whispered. “No.”
“’Cause even if
we can manage to stay together, I’ll get all old and die, and you won’t”
Spike tightened
his arms around her, holding her closer. “Yeah, I guess that’s how it would
happen. I haven’t…I don’t really know how this is supposed to go. The last time
I fell in love with a human, I was one, too.”
“There are some
definite roadblocks. We…” Buffy stopped short and pulled away so she could look
at him. “Did…did you say you just say you’re in love with me?”
Spike’s eyes
widened at her questions and he sputtered for a moment before realizing what
he’d said. “Yeah, I guess I did.”
“But…but you’ve
only known me for like, a week.”
“I know. It’s
crazy. This whole thing is crazy.” Spike turned on his side so he was facing
Buffy and put his hand on her cheek. “But when I’m with you, I feel…I feel alive.
You make me forget what I am, forget everything but how good I feel around you.
I’ve been around a long bloody time, known a lot of women, and not a one of
them has made me feel the way you do. So if that isn’t love, well, I’m not sure
what is.”
“I…I can’t… I
mean…”
Spike put a
finger against Buffy’s lips and gave her a partial smile. “Shh, luv. I don’t expect
you to say anything back. Hell, I didn’t even expect to be saying it myself.”
“But you do?”
Buffy asked as Spike lowered his finger.
“Yeah, kitten. I
do.”
Not sure of what
she wanted to say, Buffy kissed him instead.
*** *** ***
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