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Been Here Too Few Years	By : addielogan Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 18659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Did I ever tell you I'm terrified of
flying?" At Spike's raised eyebrow, Buffy continued. "Really.
Horribly afraid. It makes me�hyperventilate. And�and
there's hives. All over my body. It's just a
mess."
"Buffy, they're calling our row. Get
your arse on the plane."
Buffy glared at Spike. "You're a
meanie."
"Plane. Now."
Buffy sighed as she stood up, picking up her
carry-on bag. "You're evil."
Spike grinned. "I'm just a bad, rude
man. Now get on the bloody plane."
As they approached the door, Buffy wished
they were on their way home instead of leaving. "We can still do Christmas
here. Big tree�"
"Buffy, if you don't
get on that plane of your own free will, I will
throw you over my shoulder and carry you on."
With a resigned sigh, Buffy walked to the
attendant and handed over her ticket.

***
*** ***
Buffy was bored. They'd had a stop in
Atlanta, and now they were flying into LAX before continuing on to Sunnydale.
She felt like they'd been in the air forever, and to make it worse, the
in-flight movie really sucked. She doubted it would've been any better if she'd
paid the five dollars for the headset so she could actually hear the stupid
thing.
Spike was resting in the seat beside her,
his eyes closed. The closer they got to Sunnydale, the tenser she felt, and she
needed something to release that tension. She blushed as a rather naughty idea
popped into her head, but once it was here, she couldn't make it go away.
She glanced around the plane, noting that
most of the passengers were either asleep or engrossed in the horrible movie,
and the few that weren't had their noses stuck in a book or newspaper. She took
a deep breath, telling herself she could do this, and shook Spike lightly.
His eyes opened. "Something
wrong, pet?"
His voice was low, almost husky, and Buffy
liked the sound of her plan even more. She leaned in, whispering in his ear,
"Go to the bathroom in the back of the plane. I'll meet you there in a few
minutes."
Spike looked at her in confusion for a
moment before realization set in and his eyes widened. "You serious,
kitten?"
Buffy nodded. "You up
for it?"
"When am I not?" he asked with a
leer. He kissed her quickly before unbuckling his seatbelt and jumping up.
"See you in a few."
Buffy waited nervously in her seat as the minutes
ticked by. No one was looking at her, but she was sure they knew what she was thinking. Could she actually go through
with this?
She thought about Spike, waiting for her in
the one place where they could be alone right now and knew she could.
Buffy got up and walked confidently towards
the back of the plane, certain any nervousness would give her away. She looked around, making sure no one was paying attention before
knocking softly on the door.
Spike opened up and pulled her in, his mouth
on hers as soon as the door was shut and locked behind them. His hands were
fumbling with her zipper as she kicked off her shoes. Once he had her pants
open, he pulled them down, pushing her against the sink and dropping to his
knees in front of her.
At the first feel of his mouth between her
legs, Buffy bit her lip to keep from crying out. Spike was good at what he was
doing, and it took all the willpower she had to keep quiet.
Spike looked up to see the tortured look on
her face and smiled against her. He loved driving her crazy� He took her clit
in his teeth, pulling it gently, and her eyes shot open as she whimpered.
Knowing if he kept it up Buffy was going to give them away,
he stood, turning her around so she was facing the mirror.
Buffy grabbed hold of the side of the sink
as Spike unbuttoned his jeans and pushed inside her from behind, his hand going
over her mouth to muffle the sounds she couldn't help but make. Her eyes went
to the erotic image they cast in the mirror. Something about the sight and feel
of his hand on her mouth was making her hotter than hell.
Spike knew he wouldn't last long. He'd never
had sex on an airplane before, and the novelty of the situation had gotten him
revved up very quickly. He reached around Buffy's waist, his hand trailing down
to find her clit, stroking it until he felt her pussy clamp down hard around
his cock, her cry of completion muffled by his hand. He came inside her with a
grunt, fighting the urge to call her name loud enough for the whole plane to
hear.
Buffy slumped forward on the sink as Spike
pulled out of her. "God, that was freaking hot," she said.
"Fuck yeah," Spike replied between
pants. "Glad you thought of it."
"Me, too."
Spike re-buttoned his jeans. "You want
me to go back first? Give you a chance to clean up and get your clothes back
on?"
"Yeah," Buffy replied. She turned
around, giving Spike a long kiss. "You're so good, baby," she purred.
"You make me come so damn hard every time."
Spike grinned. He loved it when she was like
this, all laid back and sexually satisfied. "That's 'cause I love making
you come, pet," he said, placing his hands on her still-bare hips.
"Love makin' you feel that good."
"Mmm�" Buffy gave him one more
kiss before moving away as much as the small space they were in would let her.
"You better go before we start all over again."
Spike nodded. "See you back at the
seats."
After Spike left, Buffy freshened up and put
her pants and shoes back on. When she left the bathroom and went back down the
aisle, she caught a couple of people glance her way, and knew they probably did
know what she'd been up to with Spike, but she didn't care anymore. She just
smiled like a woman who'd just gotten it good and went back to sit down by her
gorgeous boyfriend.

***
*** ***
When Buffy and Spike walked from the
terminal, they found Dawn and Giles waiting for them. Dawn ran to the pair,
wrapping an arm around each of them and squeezing. "Couldn't decide which
of you to hug first," she said. "It's so good to see you guys."
Spike ruffled her hair. "Good to see
you, too, niblet."
Giles approached the three of them, holding
his hand out to his son. "William."
Spike shook his father's hand.
"Rupert."
"When will you stop calling me that and
start calling me father?"
"Probably whenever you start calling me
Spike, like I've asked you to a million times."
"Off the plane for five bloody
minutes�" Giles stopped, turning away from Spike. Buffy noticed a twitch
in Giles's jaw, and couldn't help but smile as she realized it was the same
twitch that Spike got whenever he was angry. It disappeared, however, as Giles
looked at her, smiling. "Buffy. It's so good to see you again," he
said, embracing her.
Buffy hugged him back. "You,
too."
Dawn was practically bouncing, her
excitement over having her whole family together for Christmas too much to be
contained. "Some guy was talking about people having sex in the bathroom
of a plane," she blurted out. "Was that your flight?"
Giles didn't miss how red Buffy turned at
Dawn's question. He frowned, but shook off his immediate suspicions.
"Must've been another plane, bit,"
Spike replied quickly, trying to cover what Buffy's obvious embarrassment
wasn't. "There wasn't any action on ours at all."
"I can't believe someone would do that
on an airplane full of people anyway," Dawn said. "I mean, can't they
just keep their pants on until the plane lands?"
Buffy's face grew redder, and Giles cleared
his throat. "Why don't we go get your luggage?" he suggested.
"Yes, luggage," Buffy replied,
happy for the subject change. "We should get luggage."
As they started to walk off, Giles noticed
Spike rest his hand on the small of Buffy's back for a moment before dropping
it quickly, as if remembering where he was. Couple that with Buffy's reaction
to bringing up what she'd overheard� No, Giles decided, he wasn't going to jump
to any conclusions. Neither his son nor Buffy had said anything to indicate
that they were involved romantically, and he had no right to assume�even if it
would explain why William had continued to live in Buffy's apartment despite
how adamantly she had been against it in the beginning.
He glanced over at them, noticing that Dawn
was walking between them now, talking animatedly about something. While the two
girls were not his by blood, he considered all three of them his children, and
the thought that two of them may be sleeping together was bothersome. He
resolved to put those thoughts right out of his mind.
It was a resolution that lasted as long as
it took for Spike to discover his luggage had somehow ended up in San Diego.
They had been promised that it would be delivered to them by the morning, but
Spike had not been happy. It had become the subject of an argument between
Buffy and Spike on the way to the car, which Giles overheard.
"I told you I didn't want to check the
bloody thing in the first place."
"And I told you when we were packing
that I was not trying to go through
security with a bag full of safety pins and those boots of yours. We'd probably
end up spending the whole day getting interrogated."
"And I told you that I made it through sodding customs with those clothes in that bag�shoes, safety pins, and all."
"I don't know why you're being such an
ass about this. They're just in San Diego. You'll get them back. I've got your
toothbrush in my carry-on bag, and you tend to either sleep naked or pass out
in your jeans anyway. Not like you'll need anything that's in the bag until
tomorrow."
"I'm not checking it on the way
home."
Giles tuned out the rest of the
conversation. Any chance he'd had at denying what was going on between those
two was gone now. They didn't bicker like roommates, or even siblings. They
bickered like a couple. Not to mention the fact that Buffy had packed Spike's
toothbrush and knew he slept in the nude�
They didn't seem to be in any rush to
divulge the truth about their relationship, and Giles decided he was fine with
keeping it that way. He thought of them as his children, but they were both
adults, and neither shared blood nor had been raised as siblings. What they did
behind closed doors was neither his business nor something he wanted to think
about.
Still, Giles knew he was going to need a
strong drink when he got home, and probably several more before the holiday was
over.

***
*** ***
Buffy was surprised to find herself actually
a little excited to be home when she walked through the front door. She allowed
herself a moment to savor it, closing her eyes, breathing in deeply, and
remembering a time when her life had been simpler.
Then she heard her mother's voice and it was
ruined.
Joyce had gone to Spike first, hugging him
and apologizing for not being able to meet them at the airport. She then turned
to her daughter, but didn't move to embrace her, simply stating, "Buffy.
Your hair is brown."
"It has been for two years," Buffy
replied.
"Well, I had no way of knowing that
since I haven't seen as much as a picture of you in that long," Joyce said,
her tone cold.
Buffy had told herself when she'd been on
her way here that she didn't care what her mother thought of her. She'd been
convinced that she could make it so Joyce's words and actions wouldn't affect
her one way or another. But now that she was actually standing in front of her,
that resolution was gone. She hadn't missed how chilly her mother's attitude
was or that she'd hugged Spike and not her, and it hurt.
Spike cleared his throat, noticing the
tension between mother and daughter. "So where are we sleeping? I'm sure
Buffy would like to put her things down."
"Where is your luggage, Spike?"
Joyce asked with concern. "Certainly you brought some�"
"It took the scenic route through San
Diego," Spike replied. "It'll be here soon."
"I thought perhaps we could put you
both in Buffy's old room," Giles said, answering Spike's earlier question.
He looked his son in the eye. "With you on an air mattress,
of course."
"Rupert, I thought we'd agreed the
girls would share the guest room and Spike would stay in Dawn's room,"
Joyce said.
"There's no reason to run Dawn out of
her bedroom for a week," Giles replied. "Buffy and William have been
living in close quarters with each other for a while now. I'm sure they'll be
fine."
"That works, really. Let Dawnie keep
her room," Spike said. "Come on, lu�Buffy."
Spike started up the stairs with Buffy following closely behind.
"LuBuffy?"
she teased softly once they were on the second floor. "Is that my name
now?"
"Shut up, you. I never actually say
that silly name of yours. Going to be damn hard to keep down
the pet names."
"Silly?
My name is not�" Buffy stopped as Spike opened the door to what had once
been her room. The furniture was the same, but much of it had been rearranged
and all of her things were gone. "They repainted," she said softly,
the fact that her mother had referred to it as the "guest room"
coming to her mind.
Spike saw the tears forming in Buffy's eyes
and he shut the door, guiding her over to sit with him on the edge of the bed.
"Hey. What's wrong?"
"I didn't expect her to be so
cold," Buffy said. "Or more like I did, but I didn't think it would
hurt so much. She doesn't want me here, Spike. My own mother doesn't love me
anymore." She fell over on him, tears coming in earnest now.
Spike wrapped his arms around her, holding
her close. "Shh. She loves you, pet. Things are just strained between the
two of you and she doesn't know how to act."
"It feels more like she doesn't love
me," Buffy sniffed.
"She does. Trust me. And this visit
could be just what the two of you need, yeah?"
Buffy pulled away from him, wiping her eyes.
"I don't think so. I think it's just gonna suck."
"Least we won't be sleeping without
each other," Spike said, cupping her face. "It'll be pretty easy for
me to sneak to your bed every night from an air mattress on the floor in the
same room."
"Very true," Buffy replied.
"I can't believe Giles suggested that."
"He knows about us," Spike told
her.
Buffy paled. "Huh? Did you tell him�or did
he tell you he knew?"
"We haven't talked about it,"
Spike replied.
"Then how can you be sure?" Buffy
asked.
"Because I know my
father. He figured it out at the
airport."
"How?"
"Well, the fact that you turned into a
tomato when Dawn mentioned the people having sex on a plane was probably sort
of a tip off," Spike said.
"Oh my god! Giles knows we had sex on the plane!?"
Spike chuckled and kissed the tip of her
nose. "It's all right, luv. He's probably as willing to forget he knows as
we are to forget he knows. Besides,
that's not all that gave it away. We're a pretty obvious couple, and the Giles
men aren't idiots."
"But we weren't acting like we normally
do," Buffy said.
"Well, usually there is a lot of
groping which tends to make it noticeable, but even without that, it's how we
interact with each other. Think about it�when you see two people you don't
know, can't you often times tell if they're together even if they're not
touching?"
Buffy sighed. "So Giles definitely
knows. Great."
"I think it's all right. He did put us
in here together after all, so he must not be too bothered. Probably gets all
fidgety when he thinks about it, but he isn't freaking."
Buffy smirked. "I bet he does get all
fidgety. His glasses are probably really
clean right now." She paused, looking worried again. "Do you think
he'll tell my mom?"
"Probably not. We haven't told him directly, so he can respect our
privacy while telling himself he's not keeping secrets from Joyce because he
doesn't actually 'know.'"
"So that's how the male mind works,
huh?"
"Pretty much."
"You do know she wouldn't take it as
well as he apparently is, don't you?" Buffy asked.
Spike thought about Joyce's attitude towards
her daughter ever since they'd gotten there. "Yeah, I know."
Buffy leaned in and kissed him gently.
"Guess we should go back downstairs before Giles thinks we're having sex
again, huh?"
"Probably." Spike raised her chin with his finger so he was
looking into her eyes. "I love you, Buffy."
"You said my 'silly' name," Buffy
said, the corner of her mouth twitching in a smile.
"I did."
"I love you, too," she said,
kissing him. "Now let's go socialize with the parents�"

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It didn't take me months to update. Aren't
you proud of me? lol
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word or two right now�
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