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Spike woke up feeling the effects of the
large amount of liquor he�d ingested the night before. However, he also felt
strangely rested.
It only took him a moment after he opened
his eyes to realize why.
Buffy was curled up at his side, sound
asleep with a slight upturn to the corner of her lips. One of her arms was stretched
out across his chest, her hand holding on lightly to his bicep, while her leg
was wrapped around his.
She looked�comfortable.
Still, seeing her there begged the question
of how exactly she got there, and Spike
thought he might have had a dim recollection of calling her. But even if he
had, it shocked him to think that she would not only actually come, but join
him in the bed to sleep snuggled against his side�especially after how they�d
last parted.
Yet there she was, and Spike was grateful
his stomach didn�t seem to be rebelling enough to make him leave the bed. He
was quite content to stay right there, watching her sleep.
And that in itself was a revelation. He�d
left Drusilla the night before�the woman he�d thought he loved�and yet, he
couldn�t seem to find a lot to regret in that decision. When he was honest with
himself, he knew their relationship had been rocky at best and disastrous as a
matter of course, and ending it felt more like a relief than anything else. It
hadn�t even been that which had driven him to drink the night before. It had
been the woman in his arms right now. Buffy. He�d hurt her, and despite everything she�d ever done
to him, that knowledge broke him apart.
He didn�t want to hurt her. He�d been so
angry, so hurt himself, that he thought he did, but
now he realized he didn�t. He wanted to take her hurt away. He wanted to love
her.
He did
love her.
Spike watched her sleeping until she awoke
with a stretch and a small, mewling noise he couldn�t help but smile at.� Buffy�s eyes blinked open, a moment of
confusion wrinkling her brow before she stretched again and gave him a sleepy,
�Hey.�
The smile didn�t fall from his face. �Hey.�
Buffy smiled back for a moment before a
darker expression clouded her features, and Spike felt his heart drop, ready
for her to freak out and run away.
�You passed out with your door unlocked last
night, you mo�,� she scolded him. �What if someone other than me had come along
and you�d ended up dead, huh?� She slapped his chest. �Don�t do things like
that.�
Spike blinked, staring at her for a moment
before his grin returned, broader than before. Buffy looked at him like he was
insane. �Why are you smiling? You could�ve been totally axe-murdered last
night, you know.�
�First off, luv,
we�re in LA. Odds are I�d be shot, not axed. And second, well, you were worried
about me.�
Buffy rolled her eyes. �Of course I was. Duh.�
He ran his hand down her cheek. �Didn�t think you�d care. Not after what I said to you
yesterday��
�I said things to you, too,� Buffy replied,
her gaze falling. �I�ve said lots of things to you I shouldn�t have.�
Spike took her hand, linking his fingers
with hers. �I didn�t mean them, Buffy. What I said yesterday�I was just lashing
out. I don�t think that of you.�
�I didn�t mean any of them either,� Buffy
told him, her eyes going to where their hands were joined. �Even that morning
after we�the first time�what I said. I�I wanted to hurt you so you�d get over
me and you�d go have a better life. And I realize now I made a mistake, and I
hated doing that to you even at the time, but I was afraid that you�d want to
stay around me and never get away from Liam, and I didn�t want that for you.�
Tears welled up in her eyes as she thought about that morning and she tightened
her grip on his fingers.
Spike sucked in a breath, not sure what to
do with what she�d just told him. He�d spent so much time reacting to what
she�d said to him that morning that he didn�t know what to think now that she
was telling him it was an attempt�albeit a misguided one�to protect him. �You�you didn�t not want me because I wasn�t good enough?�
he asked, his voice faltering.
Buffy sighed. �Honestly, Spike? God, this is
going to sound horrible, but I don�t even remember
that night. I was so drunk you could�ve been the Second Coming of Casanova and
I�d have no idea.�
Suddenly seeing the event with firsthand
knowledge he hadn�t had at the time, everything seemed to shift in Spike�s
mind. �That�s why I ran into the bathroom that morning. You were hungover.�
�Well, yeah,� Buffy replied, looking up again.
�What, did you think I got sick just from waking up next to you?� She saw a
flash of pain in his eyes and gasped. �Oh god, you did. Will, I�m so sorry. I
didn�t� I wish I could take that morning back, do it over, make
it better, something. I just wish��
Spike put his finger to her lips when he
noticed her starting to cry again. �Shh. That�s the
past, yeah?�
�Still, I��
�Don�t, baby. I don�t want to see you cry.�
Buffy looked up at him, frowning. After the
way she�d treated him, he was worried about seeing her cry? �Will��
�Let�s just forget it, kitten. We�ll call
this our first time.�
�What do you��
Before Buffy could finish asking him what he�d meant by that, Spike had leaned
in and caught her mouth in a passionate kiss. She surrendered immediately,
moaning against his lips as she moved one hand up to tangle in his hair. It
amazed her that with as much processing he must do to it to get it to look like
that it could still feel so soft.
Spike�s hands dipped under Buffy�s shirt and
roamed her bare skin, finally settling on her breasts, cupping the firm mounds,
his thumbs flicking over her pebbled nipples. She made heady little sounds in
response, nipping at his lips when he did something that felt especially good.
Suddenly, she pushed him away, and Spike
frowned before she nudged him on his back and began to slide down. She cupped
him through her jeans with one hand, the other reaching for the buttons of his
fly. With a grin that made him shiver, Buffy looked up and caught his gaze.
�It�s time I did something for you, Spike.�
He started to be chivalrous and tell her she
didn�t have to, but when she pulled him out of his jeans and licked the tip of
his cock with purpose, he reached down and cupped the back of her head instead.
Buffy reached back into his jeans and pulled
out his balls, alternating between massaging and squeezing them as she wrapped
her other hand around the base of his cock, stroking what she couldn�t get in
her mouth.
Spike�s long fingers tangled in her hair,
grunts and moans interspersed with harsh puffs of breath sounding from him.
Buffy stole a glance at his face, loving what she saw. There was no doubt he
was enjoying this, and it made her happy to know she was giving him something
good.
Suddenly, however, he was pulling her up and
off his cock. Buffy looked at him in confusion, and Spike did his best to
explain what he wanted, even though he was already behind the real use of
words.
�Want�inside
you��
Buffy nodded, his explanation
more than enough. She wanted him inside,
too� She hopped off the bed to remove her clothes, watching as Spike
scrambled to do the same. As soon as they were both undressed, she was on him
again, her body stretched over his as she kissed him, drawn to his mouth.
Spike�s hands roamed over her body, stroking her back and bottom before he ran
one hand between her legs, feeling the moisture there and knowing she was as
ready as he was. Gently, he nudged her legs apart, and Buffy pulled up,
straddling his hips with Spike�s proud cock jutting out between them.
She took hold of him with one hand, running
her thumb along the slit and spreading his precum
around the tip. �No one�s ever made me feel as good as you do,� Buffy told him,
her eyes locking with his. �No one.�
Even if his own self doubts would plague him
later, in that moment, he believed her.
Her hand moved up, then down, once,
caressing him, soothing him, before Buffy lifted up and eased down onto his
cock. His size always led to some pain when he entered her, but Buffy had never
minded. In fact, she welcomed it. It let her know he was really there, filling her.
Buffy had never been much of a talker during
sex, but she forced the words out, needing to replace the hurtful words she�d
said to him before. �So good, William,� she said, gasping loudly as his hips
bucked up. �So good��
�Buffy�oh, Buffy�perfect�tight�� Spike trailed off with a groan and pushed up
hard, grasping onto her hips as he did. Buffy cried out, moving with him,
setting a rhythm as she put her hands over his, feeling the muscles in them
flex with every thrust.
�Never�never wanted
anyone like you. Can�t�can�t stop wanting you�� Spike
thrust hard beneath her, and she threw her head back, crying out his name.
�Will!�
Seeing the look of sheer ecstasy on her face
made whatever bit of control Spike had left snap and he flipped her over with a
growl, setting a harsh, unrelenting pace as he pounded into her welcoming body.
Buffy wrapped her arms and legs around him tightly, pulling him closer, needing
him deeper.
She didn�t know what it was that drew her to
this man in a way she�d never felt before, but she couldn�t deny it. Not now,
not when he was surrounding her, blocking out everything else in her world but
the feel of him making love to her. Pleasure built inside of her, coiling
tight, and she couldn�t speak anymore, only able to tell him with moans and
whimpers how he made her feel. But it was enough, the sounds he made in
response, the hot, desperate kisses he pressed against her skin, told her he
knew.
She came hard, her orgasm lingering,
shooting through her entire body, making her tremble beneath him as her pussy
clenched down on him, ensuring that Spike followed closely behind. He bellowed
her name, the word wrapped in relief, and Buffy held on, not letting go even
when he finally collapsed against her, breathing hard against the curve of her
neck.
Her legs went limp and slipped to the
mattress, but her arms kept him close, her hands massaging the muscles of his
back. Spike made a soft sigh of contentment against her skin as he pressed
kisses against her neck, making Buffy tremble all over again.
�How was that for a first time?� Spike
murmured against her ear, adding a nip to the lobe.
Buffy chuckled, even as tears blurred her
eyes. �It was beautiful, William.�
He looked up, saw her eyes, and frowned as
he pulled up on his arms to look at her face. �Don�t cry, baby. Please.�
�I�m sorry. I just� I don�t even know what
to say right now, Spike.�
Spike leaned in, kissed the tears off her
cheeks. �I know, sweetheart. But you don�t have to say anything. I know.�
She reached up and threaded her fingers into
his hair. �Why couldn�t I have met you first?�
�Leave him,� Spike replied, the words
leaving his mouth before he even realized they were coming.
Buffy shook her head �I can�t. Please don�t
do this now. I just�I just want to pretend that none of that matters,
and it�s only us. Can it be only us for now?�
It wasn�t the answer he wanted, but he also
knew it was the only one he could really expect. Still, he was desperate for
whatever he could have with her, even if it was only a taste of what he really
wanted.
But a taste was better than nothing.
He leaned back in for a kiss.

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