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Part XIII - Temptation
Universe B
She had remained frozen-still for the last hour. Laying in bed, on her side, staring at the opened window, trying hard to ignore the male body resting behind her. She stared because every time she closed her eyes a marble-white, toned chest flashed before her. He looked exactly like her Spike. No! Not her Spike, the Spike from her universe. That was the right thing to say – the Spike from her universe.
She felt her arm tingle from under her as the numbness took over. She cursed quietly, trying to rub her limb, to get the blood flowing without stirring and risking to wake up the sleeping vampire. Still, every time she touched her arm she felt as if thousands of minuscule ants were worming their way under her skin. Slowly and as silently as possible, she moved to lay on her back, facing the ceiling. She caught her breath as the vampire stirred. ‘Don’t wake up, please don’t wake up.’ She begged him mentally. She watched from the corner of her eye as he turned to lay on his side, facing her. One of his arms swung over her head as he spread it out along the headboard, the other fell across his chest, his hand crawling under him.
Her mind ordered her to look away, but she couldn’t. Silently, she too turned on her side to stare at him. He looked so calm, peaceful. The blue waves of moonlight gliding over his perfect form, bringing a glow to his platinum, tussled hair. Rustled by sleep, it began to show its true coiled nature. Free from the greasy gel and constant combing, it curled at the edges.
Buffy caught herself holding her breath as she gazed at his naked outline. The white sheet clung to his hips, leaving his chest bare to her lurking eyes. As one hand powerfully clutched the covers against her ribcage, the other wandered across the bed and reached for him. Her warm fingers contrasted with the cool, soft skin of his forearm as she moved upwards and eventually caressed his torso.
She froze in place as a guttural moan escaped his parted lips, his tongue jutting out to wet them before disappearing in his mouth.
After a few seconds, even though her mind screamed at her to stop, she moved again, brushing her hand over his skin, her body instinctively moving closer to him until their chests nearly touched. She was lost in the moment. Her heart jumped to attention as she suddenly realised that the arm he had spread out along the headboard now encircled her, his long fingers caressed the sensitive skin of her scapula.
His other arm moved. It flew around her and settled on the small of her back. She was completely trapped now. Nowhere to go. If he woke up… Her heart raced wildly, her mind shouting ‘I told you so’s at h
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She remained still as she tried to figure out how to get out of there, trying hard to ignore the feel of his naked legs intertwining with hers, her face inches from his chest. Slowly, she tried to slide away, it seemed to work for a second, but unexpectedly he moved. His arms tied around her, pulling her whole naked body against his, chest against chest, stomach against stomach and Oh my God, was that…? Oh, God it was! She could feel it, something hard and long poking her lower abdomen. She couldn’t restrain the light groan that tumbled from her lips. She looked up at his face, his eyes remained closed, but a soft smile curled his lips.
Swallowing hard, she froze as his body shifted, rolling over hers, covering her.
‘Oh God! He’s on top of me! Just stop this, stop this. This is…’ Her mind melted away as his lips grazed across her collarbone, up her neck and settled on her earlobe.
“Hum…” He moaned huskily as he inhaled her scent. “You smell so…” He never finished his sentence as his teeth took the tender bit of flesh into his mouth to nibble at it.
The sheets rustled as he moved snake-like on top of her. His hands wandered over her entire body, as a blind man trying to map out the outline of her form. Fingers brushed across her arms, her sides, her hips and back up to cup her cheek as he continued to kiss her neck. ‘Stop this, stop this…’ Her mind repeated the old mantra over and over again as she felt his leg move over hers, lightly pushing to move her knees apart. ‘No!’ it shrieked, but to her own amazement she spread her legs, allowing his hips to slip between them.
“Ah!” she let out a deep breath as she felt him hovering at her entrance.
“I had the weirdest dream…” he whispered as his lips travelled from one earlobe to the other. His voice was heavy and hoarse from slumber.
“Hum…” was the only thing that she was able to say as she felt his left hand move over her hips to keep them from moving.
Her eyes flew open as she realised she had been bucking her hips upwards, trying to… ‘This is wrong… No!’
“Dreamt you’d lost your marbles.” He paused taking a deep breath, his mouth still on her ear. “Said you were from a parallel universe.” She felt him smile against her cheek as he moved to brush his lips over hers. “Said you didn’t want me.”
“Hum…” She moaned as his hand dropped between her legs to caress the inside of her thigh, teasing her mercilessly.
“Do you want me?” He asked before his tongue swept over her lips and begged her permission to enter.
Instinctively, Buffy opened her mouth and he slipped in. His tongue slowly explored hers with restrained desire. Pulling away he repeated:
“Do.” He sucked her lower lip into his mouth and released it. “You.” He moved his fingers higher on the inside of her thigh, brushing over her damp nest of curls before resting on her side. “Want.” His other hand moved from her neck to sweep over her breast and give it a light squeeze. “Me?” His hips moved and he positioned himself just at her entrance, one inch and he’d be inside of her.
“Yes!” She breathed without even giving it a second thought. Her whole body begged her to say it and so she did.
She felt him sluggishly push his hips towards hers, her eyes going wide at the pressure as the head of his cock began to push her swollen lips apart. Suddenly, it was gone. She watched as he faded away and literally disappeared into thin hair. She gasped at the loss. She automatically sat up, her breathing still coming in short but hard pants, her heart slamming against her chest. He was gone and she was alone, in her bed.
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Universe A
“What?” Buffy repeated breathless. “What are you talking about?”
Spike struggled with the buttons of his jeans and eventually he gave up, choosing to simply hold onto them.
“Hum… You’re… You’re not my Buffy.” He managed to say as he looked at her, sitting on the couch, her white nightgown turning different shades of blue under the effect of the moon.
“What do you mean?” She asked as she stood up and walked towards him.
Instinctively, he backed away. Trying to keep as much distance between them as possible. He knew that if she touched him again he wouldn’t be able to stop himself.
“Spike?” She called as she noticed him awkwardly stagger backwards. “Honey? What’s the matter?”
The vampire closed his eyes at the term she used. Honey he never thought he’d ever hear her call him that.
“Just… Stay back.” He begged her as he tried to swallow down all of his desire for her. It just burnt him so much.
“W-was it something I said?” Fear was evident in her voice. “Honey, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to… It’s just that…”
She took a step towards him and he backed away once more. He looked like a wounded animal trying to escape his predator. It made her stomach turn.
“Honey, please! I-“
“Stop calling me that.” He tried to sound threatening but it came out like a mewed plead. Every time she said that word, his body would jump to attention, the passion would become too overwhelming.
“Why?” Her eyes became watery and bloodshot as her heart pounded in her chest. “What did I do?” the words barely came out.
“I can’t… be… with you.” He managed to say.
“What?!” She asked alarmed, the fear of losing him accelerating her heartbeat.
“I can’t…” he tried to repeat it, but wasn’t able.
“Spike, I lov-“
“No!” He almost shouted. “Don’t say it!” He didn’t want to hear it from her. Not the first time. He wanted to hear it from… his Buffy.
The one in front of him looked as if someone had just pulled the ground from under her feet. The tears began to flow down her flushed cheeks and her legs started to buckle.
“What happened? I thought we… I lov-“ This time she was the one to stop herself. “Wha-what happened? I-“
He felt as if someone had just reached inside his chest and ripped his heart out. In a flash, he was next to her, his arms wrapped around her, his lips whispering soothing sounds to calm her. She nuzzled her face in his neck, her small hands crushed between their chests.
“Shhh…” His hands lightly stroked her hair, brushing the rebellious strands into place.
Suddenly, he felt her fingers dive under his shirt and caress his rippling muscles.
“Buffy…” He started, but before he could finish her lips captured his.
Hungrily, she moved her tongue and invaded his mouth as they kissed, pushing her body against his, making him react instinctively to her touch, her scent, her taste. He was lost. His hands frantically moved down her hips, pulling at the silk nightgown as he grabbed her legs and wrapped them around his waist. Her arms encircled his neck, deepening the kiss as she bucked her pelvis against his.
“Mmf…” He moaned into her mouth as he felt her moist entrance against his swollen member, his jeans wrapped around his ankles.
“I-“ she tried to speak pulling away to look into his eyes. He stared back at her, frozen-still. “I lov-“ She started when, suddenly, she faded away, disappeared. Her weight, on his arms, her legs around his waist, her chest against his… gone.
The vampire gawked at the space where she was supposed to be. His arms still wrapped around invisible columns of air.
“Buffy…?” He asked confused.
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Her heart raced as she remained seated in bed. After a while she managed to get up. She was still naked, but didn’t feel a hint of cold, on the contrary, her body burnt like fire. The desire stirring inside of her, emanating all around her. She could still smell him.
She crawled out of bed, her hand reached for the robe on the chair.
“Water.” She thought. “I need water.”
Barefoot she walked along the hall.
“Where am I?” she questioned herself out loud.
It looked like home, but was it? Was she truly at home? What universe was this? Carefully, she made her way down the stairs when she heard something. A moan.
“I….I lov-“ It sounded like… her.
Silence.
“Buffy…?”
Spike! Was that Spike? Her mind raced as she took the last few steps as slowly as possible. Before she entered the room, she heard rustling, like someone… Putting their jeans on!
“Spike?” She asked as she watched the vampire struggle with his trousers.
The blonde immediately looked up from his fly. If he was human he would have been as red as a tomato at that moment.
“Buffy?” He replied as he finally managed to button up his jeans.
They stared at each other for a while. Each untrusting of the other.
“Are you… Buffy?” Spike risked taking a step towards her.
“Are you… Spike?” She rephrased, closing the distance between them.
“Parallel universes.” He said.
“Sticky little monster. Marriage in a PA.”
As the vampire nodded she let out a loud sigh of relief.
“Thank God!” Without thinking, she let her arms wrap around his waist for a hug.
His hands lightly kneaded her back as he settled his chin over her head.
“Good to see you, Slayer.” He said.
“I can’t believe I’m actually saying this but, glad to see you” She looked up at him. ” too.”
She froze, her eyes going wide as she felt something hard pressing against her stomach. The blood immediately rushed to her face, her heart, which had barely been able to calm down, raced once more.
“I’m sorry, I-“ Spike started turning away, when he felt her small hand grabbing his forearm and pulling him to her.
Before he had time to register anything, her lips smashed against his, her fingers gripped the back of his neck, trying desperately to deepen the kiss. With a small impulse, her legs were tightly wrapped around his waist, her robe opening slightly with the motion. As he searched for a newfound balance he staggered backwards, eventually toppling onto the couch.
Her tongue hungrily plunged into his mouth, ravaging it as her fingers mercilessly dug into his hair, her hips bucking wildly against his.
“Buffy…” He managed to say as they fell off the couch and landed on the floor, Spike hovering over her, just like he had moments before. “Buffy… we can’t…”
He wasn’t able to finish as she craned upwards and smashed her mouth against his again, her legs tightening around him.
“Too… many… clothes.” She breathed tearing his shirt open to reveal his perfectly shaped chest.
“Buff-“ He lost it when her small hand crawled between their bodies and dove under the waistband of his jeans.
His mouth was on hers, his fingers scrambling with the loose knot at the front of her robe, but eventually being able to open it. He gasped at the sight of her naked form. Her small breasts, her lean stomach, the small nest of curls that promised him heaven.
He groaned as her hand abandoned his groin for a second, but was relieved when he saw her fidgeting with the buttons of his jeans.
“Can’t… open.” She breathed and he held himself up on his forearm while his free hand reached for his fly.
In a blink of an eye it was opened and his swollen shaft popped out. Frantically, she struggled to push his denims down and soon enough they were around his knees.
Placing himself at her entrance, his hands came to frame her face as he stared down on her. Her breathing was shallow, her heart pounded furiously as she waited.
“I missed you so much.” He breathed before slowly moving his hips forward.
“Ah…” Buffy gasped as she felt him push her folds apart and enter her. Her back arched up to meet him, to deepen their connection.
His eyes rolled back in his sockets at the feel of her heat, her tightness around him, milking him as he slopullpulled out of her, only to push back in. He repeated the motion over and over again, in a painfully slow process that made her body scream for more.
“Faster…” she barely breathed. “Faster…”
Obeying her command, he accelerated the rhythm gradually, till the point that he ravenously thrusted into her, making her cry out in pleasure. As the feeling became almost unbearable and overwhelming powerful, his head fell to her neck suckling at her tender flesh there.
Buffy’s eyes went wide at the thought of him biting her. She had never let him do it, and he probably never would, but the mere insinuation that it could happen made her blood run faster, her heart beat harder.
“Spike!” She screamed as she came. The small electrical charges from between her legs spreading like wildfire through her entire body, making her buck underneath him, squeeze him till he too was tumbling over his own orgasm, a distinctly masculine groan escaping his parted lips.
Then everything was numb. As if every single part of her body weighed a ton. She couldn’t move even if she wanted to. Even if…
“They have to be here, where else would she be?” She heard Xander’s all too familiar voice coming from the other side of the front door.
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