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�The closet�s
over there. Feel free to push my stuff out of the way to make room for yours.
The kitchen�s on the other side of the den, but there�s nothing in there right
now, aside from beer and some chicken wings that have probably grown fuzz by
now, so if you want food in here, we�re going to have to do some shopping.�

Buffy smirked at
Spike�s description of his fridge�s contents as she walked towards the closet.
�Beer and moldy chicken wings? Vampire or not, you are such a guy.�

�Yes, well, being
undead doesn�t get you out of signing the Guy Code,� Spike deadpanned. �It�s
very strict about what you can and can�t keep in the kitchen if there�s no
woman living on the premises.�

�Uh huh. I bet.�
Buffy opened the closer, noting how spacious it was, though it was nowhere near
full. Aside from a few colorful overshirts, it had
almost nothing but several black t-shirts and pairs of black jeans. �Does that
code apply to your wardrobe, too?�

Spike came in
behind her and shrugged. �Why mess with what works? We both know I look good in
what I wear.�

Buffy giggled as
she started to unpack her things, surprised at how comfortable she felt doing
this. She was worried she�d feel too much like she was intruding on Spike�s
space, but it felt like just the opposite instead. �Yeah, the look does work
for you,� she agreed. �You�ve got the body to pull off tight.�

�Glad you
approve, luv.�

�I�d have to be
blind not to.� She squeaked when she suddenly felt Spike�s arms around her
waist. �You were over by the closet door like half a second ago!�

�Vampire speed,
luv,� Spike replied as he dipped his head to kiss her neck.

�What, you can�t
even give me a minute to deal with my clothes?�

�I don�t like
your clothes. They keep you from being naked.�

Buffy rolled her
eyes, though she couldn�t help herself from leaning back against him. �You are
like the horniest man ever.�

�It�s your
fault,� Spike countered, his hands moving up to caress the undersides of her
breasts through her shirt. �You�re just too hot.�

�Yeah, like I�m
actually that good looking to make a man like you want me all the time.�

Spike�s hand
dropped and he took a step back from her. Buffy felt herself tense. She didn�t
want to argue, not right now. �Spike?� she said softly. �Don�t get mad at me.�

�I�m not. Well,
not at you. Look at me, Buffy.�

Buffy turned
slowly. �What?�

�Do you really
not know how amazing you are?� Spike asked, his head cocked slightly to the
side.

Buffy shrugged.
�It�s not like I think I�m some hideous hag, Spike. I know I�m pretty enough,
but��

Spike cut her
off. �No. There�s no buts here, Buffy, I don�t care about what those tossers in your past made you think. They were idiots and
clearly not man enough to handle you. And yeah, while you are absolutely
gorgeous, it�s so much more than that.� He put his hands back on her hips and
pulled her to him, his voice dropping when he spoke again. �You�re so raw,
Buffy. You feel everything and you let you body respond in kind. Do you have
any idea how bloody refreshing that is? It�s so easy to lose myself in you,
kitten. You�re in my blood in more ways that one; I�m addicted to you, to how
you make me feel.�

�But every other
man I�ve been with has gotten bored with me,� Buffy said, her voice small.

�They didn�t know
what they were doing,� Spike told her. �Sex has got to be a give and take. You
have to be able to turn each other on for it to work. And if one half of the
pair is selfish or lazy, they�re not going to get much out of the other person
either.�

Buffy looked down
at her hands. �But even when Riley would try to spice things up in the bedroom,
I wasn�t any good,� she said. �He�d get frustrated with me.�

�What would he
want to do?� Spike asked, trying to keep his voice calm and not just rail on
her ex � or jump Buffy to show her just how desirable she truly was. He needed
to know where she�d been if he was going to make things better for her in the future.

�He�he liked me
to wear outfits and do like�roleplay stuff. But I
sometimes had a hard time getting into it, and then he�d tell me I was ruining
the mood. A couple times I messed up so bad he just left.�

Spike sucked in a
deep breath. �Buffy, who picked the scenarios for those games?� he asked.

�He did.�

�Did the two of
you ever discuss them beforehand?�

�Not really.�

�And did they
ever coincide with your fantasies, too?�

�No.�

�So how exactly
could you be expected to get into them?�

Buffy shrugged,
her focus still on the ground and not on Spike. �I should have tried harder.�

�Give and take,�
Spike said again. �Nothing you do in bed should be all for one person, at least
not all the time.�

�Or maybe I�m
just not very creative,� Buffy muttered.

Spike resisted
his initial urge to yell at her, knowing that would do more damage than good.
The only way he was going to convince her there was nothing wrong with her
bedroom skills was if he showed her, let her gradually build up her confidence.
�How about we do this, luv � you think of a game you want to play, a fantasy of
your own, and then we�ll try it out,� he suggested.

�I don�t know��

�You don�t have
to come up with anything now. Give it some time.�

�I�ll have to
think about it.�

�I know.� Spike
kissed her forehead. �Okay. You want me to help you unpack?� Buffy nodded and
Spike smiled, the next words coming out on their own. �I love you.�

�I like it when
you say that,� Buffy admitted.

�Good, because
I�m not going to stop. Whatever wacky notions to the contrary you have in your
head.�

�No one�s ever
made me feel the way you do.�

�And you can�t
believe it�s the same for me with you?� Spike asked.

�Well, you�re the
most amazing lover I�ve ever had, and I barely know what I�m doing, so��

Again, Spike had
to stop himself from snapping. The last thing she needed was him getting
frustrated and losing his temper over this, but it was like she wasn�t
listening to him at all. �Good sex isn�t about skills or experience, luv. It�s
about two people clicking. And we do.�

�I guess we do
have pretty good chemistry��

�Sweetheart, we
have amazing chemistry. Trust me, I�ve been around long enough to know
when something�s really special.�

�I keep thinking
this thing I�m feeling can�t possibly be mutual.�

Spike bit back a
smirk. �Yeah, I�ve noticed.�

Buffy finally
looked up at him. �But it is?�

�Completely,
lamb.� Spike kissed her gently, then pulled away. �Let�s get you settled in,
yeah?�

Buffy nodded, and
Spike was encouraged by the smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.

*** *** ***

Like this, Buffy
could easily forget the man beside her was technically a corpse. They were
cuddled together on the couch, a mostly-eaten pizza in a box on the floor.
She�d put on one of his t-shirts and a part of sweats, and she felt more like a
woman spending a quiet night in with her boyfriend than anything else.

Which she
supposed was exactly what she was.

Buffy had decided
she just wasn�t going to dwell on Spike�s supernatural state. Despite what he�d
said, she couldn�t imagine that he�d actually be dangerous. She understood,
abstractly at least, that he needed blood to survive, but other than that, he
didn�t seem all that different from anyone else. He was intelligent and
handsome, not some snarling beast.

Her stomach
fluttered at that thought, and she amended it with at least not in a bad
way�

So they wouldn�t
be going on any picnics on warm, sunny days or spending a lot of time at the
beach. She could do without that. Past that, she didn�t really see how being
involved with Spike would be any different than dating someone who wasn�t a
vampire. It was like dating someone with a medical condition that restricted
certain activities � not really a big deal at all.

The important
things were there. She could connect with him in and out of the bedroom. He
treated her well and knew how to make her laugh. They could spend a night in
snuggling on the couch and flipping through the channels and be perfectly
content. They liked the same things on their pizza. What else did she really
need?

He hadn�t even
complained when she�d wanted to watch something Riley would�ve called too
�girly� and bitched about until she turned it off.

�You�re a good
boyfriend,� Buffy told him, snuggling closer.

Spike chuckled
and kissed the top of her head. �Am I?�

�Yup.�

�Not hard when
you�ve got a bloody adorable girlfriend,� Spike replied, his tone light and
teasing. It made Buffy feel warm all over.

�Tell me you love
me again.�

Spike tilted her
face so she was looking up at him and brushed her hair back with his hand. �I
love you.�

Buffy smiled, her
heart fluttering just from the words. And his eyes� She�d never had a
man look at her the way Spike did when he said he loved her.

�You believe me,
don�t you kitten?� Buffy nodded and Spike cupped her chin to bring her close
enough to kiss. His lips affirmed what his eyes had told her, making her
certain that this man had managed to perfect the kiss.

And she did
believe him. She knew this was what had gotten her in trouble in the past,
throwing herself headlong into a relationship and choosing to ignore anything
that could give her pause, but she didn�t care. Spike made her feel happy, and
that was something she hadn�t had in a long time. She hadn�t felt anything
in a long time. Within the first year of her marriage, she�d shut herself down,
numbing herself when the only thing she�d been able to feel was pain.

Never in her life
had she truly felt loved or cherished. No one had ever treated her like she was
the world, and Buffy was responding to it like a woman dying of thirst suddenly
being shown an oasis.

She wanted
to be loved. She wanted to feel like she was important to someone. It was what
had led her to marry Riley in the first place. She didn�t want to be so alone.

�Say it again,�
Buffy prodded, her tone bordering on desperate, as if she were afraid if she
didn�t hear him say it now, she�d miss her last chance.

�I love you.�
Spike kissed her mouth then said it again. �I love you.�

�More,� Buffy
pleaded, not caring about how needy she sounded.

Spike rained
kisses over her face, professing his love after each one. Buffy trembled in his
arms, and Spike lifted her shirt over her head and lowered her to the couch,
moving over her so he could continue downwards with his kisses and declarations
of love. Her legs twined around his calves, her toes curling. She held him
close, shaking with emotion and want.

Spike slid his
fingers past the waistband of her sweats and into her panties, immediately
finding the hot, wet evidence of her arousal. He�d barely touched her, and he
knew it was hearing he loved her that had turned her on so much. He moaned
against her skin as he pressed his lips to her bare abdomen, needing to be
inside her more than anything else in the world.

He brought her
sweats down quickly, dropped them on the ground, then opened his jeans and
brought his cock out into his hands.

�Yes,
please�Spike�� Buffy begged, though her pleas were unnecessary. Nothing could
have stopped him from being inside her.

Her eyes closed
as he worked his way into her body, but they opened again when his fingers dug
slightly into her hips. �Look at me when I�m inside you,� Spike ordered, his
husky words impossible for Buffy to ignore. �I want you to see everything.�

Buffy nodded,
biting her bottom lip as she locked her gaze with his. She�d never seen eyes
like his before, the shade often changing with his moods, allowing her a
glimpse inside the man. They were dark now, full of lust, and Buffy felt her
pulse quickening. Spike would never make her guess as to whether he wanted her
or not.

�So fucking
beautiful,� Spike said softly as he began moving his hips, keeping Buffy�s gaze
trapped with his. �God, pet� Everything about you�your hair, your eyes�bloody
everything.�

Buffy couldn�t
respond with words, her body too caught up in what he was doing to her. She
clung to Spike, needing him close, needing to feel his skin beneath her
fingertips.

Soon, his words
were replaced with harsh pants and his thrusts gradually grew in speed and
depth, but his eyes stayed on hers, telling her things he could never express
with words alone. Buffy had never felt as close to anyone as she did to him in
that moment, and she trembled with the power of it and clutched him tighter,
needing him to anchor her even as he threatened to make her float away.

It was when he
said those words again that she fell apart. She gasped his name, continued to
watch his eyes as he surrendered and fell with her.

Shaking as hard
as she was, Spike collapsed against her chest. Buffy held him close and was
content.

*** *** ***

Spike waited
until he was sure Buffy was asleep before he got out of bed and dressed. He
wished he didn�t need to leave her side, but the only other option was feeding on
her alone, and he wasn�t going to do that. Tasting her to heighten sexual
pleasure was one thing, but she was too small to be his primary source of
blood. He�d figured out quickly that it didn�t take long for him to render her
unconscious, and he wasn�t going to take any chances. Spike knew he�d never be
able to forgive himself if he hurt Buffy by being careless.

He resisted the
urge to kiss her sleeping form, knowing it could wake her, and he needed to
feed. He�d gone without the night before, and the drinks he�d taken from her
weren�t nearly enough. The last thing he needed to do when he was with a woman
who set him on fire the way Buffy did was let himself grow weak from hunger.

He slipped out of
the building, taking advantage of his preternatural stealth, and walked to the
nearby nightclub where he�d met Buffy for the first time. It was one of his
favorites due to the high number of drunk young women who frequented it and the
fact that in this town, no one seemed to care when bodies showed up drained of
blood. He�d stayed in other places where he had to be careful, picking who he
drained and who he let live, so as not to arouse unwanted attention from
anyone. However in this place, the people either knew what was going on and
chose to turn a blind eye or were raving idiots. Spike wagered it was a bit of
both.

He found his meal
in a tall brunette with dark eyes. A blonde woman similar to Buffy in stature
had walked by as well, but his demon had rebeled at
the idea of killing a woman so close to its chosen mate.

The brunette
followed Spike into an alley easily enough, his handsome visage allowing him to
have no problem finding women willing to come with him almost anywhere.

Spike leered at
her, knowing she�d mistake what was in his eyes for another kind of lust. She
let him back her into a wall without a fight, didn�t struggle even when he
placed his hand over her mouth. Her heart was thumping madly in her chest, her
scent flavored with feminine arousal, and Spike felt his demon roar to the
surface as he ran his tongue along the pulsepoint of
her neck.

This was what his
demon had been unable to feel with Buffy, a fact that had angered him at first,
though he�d since come to be grateful for it. However, it was a reaction unique
to his relationship with Buffy, the demon�s desire not to hurt not extending
past the blonde he�d left in his bed. The woman in his arms now was nothing
more than prey.

�I�m going to
kill you,� he told her in a low voice, waiting for a moment as her brain
registered what it was he�d actually said. She began to struggle, but Spike
held her, his hand clamped tightly against her mouth, muffling her screams.

While the demon
had decided to accept what Buffy was to him, it didn�t quell at the beast�s
anger at loving a human. It went against his nature to be so tender, especially
when the woman still had a heartbeat, and the demon demanded balance.

He was ruthless
in his feeding, savagely tearing the girl�s neck and relishing her muffled sounds
of pain. He let his darker nature break through now, hoping it would serve to
prevent him from going too far with Buffy if he sated his bloodlust now.

The girl was
sweet, her blood rich with the taste of her fear. He drained her dry, not
stopping until her body was limp and lifeless. Spike pulled his head back from
her neck and licked his lips, savoring the last drops of her blood before he
hoisted her up and tossed her into a nearby dumpster.

Warm blood
flowing in his veins now, the lust shifted, both man and demon focused again on
the woman waiting in his bed. A push of supernatural speed got him home
quickly, and this time, he managed to be back by her side before she woke.

She was sleeping
peacefully, but Spike wanted her too much to care about waking her. He shucked
his clothes and joined her on the bed, flipped her over onto her stomach, and
slid into her from behind without hesitation.

Spike heard her
gasp and felt her buck as she woke up suddenly, but he didn�t stop moving. If
anything, his thrusts grew harder, giving Buffy no time to adjust to his large cock
inside her. She moaned and panted beneath him, her hands clawing at the sheets.

He knew he
shouldn�t be taking her the demon so much in control. The last time he had,
he�d felt horrible afterwards, knowing he�d hurt her even if she claimed she�d
been okay with it. But Spike also knew he couldn�t keep the demon away from her
completely, and if he could at least keep it satisfied with rough sex, then
maybe Buffy would be safer in the long run. So he let the demon out to play.

And the demon
wanted both her pleasure and her pain.

His hand came
down hard on her squirming ass, and Buffy cried out but didn�t seem to protest.
He hit her again, harder this time, eliciting a choked sob from her. He
snarled, his yellow eyes glinting in the dark, then began to rain consecutive
blows on her skin, turning her flesh a dark red.

She cried out
with each strike of his hand, but when a particularly loud wail was accompanied
by the quaking of her vaginal muscles, Spike knew he�d made her come. He rode
out her orgasm before flipping her over, barely registering her face was
tearstained before he dove down and caught the side of her breast between his
fangs. Buffy screamed, her nerves still on edge from her last release as
another wave of pleasure crashed over her.

The sweet taste
of her blood was just what it took to send him over the edge with her.

His cock still
nestled in her body, Spike licked the wound on her breast closed then settled
down against her chest and fell asleep, content.

*** *** ***

I�m sorry there
was such a delay in chapters. I�ve been blocked on this story for a while and
was trying to hold off on posting until I thought I could work on it again.

Please review and
let me know if I�ve still got my audience on this one�
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