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Chapter 3

�Hi guys I�m home.� Buffy called as she walked through the
door and headed for the kitchen. Dumping
her shopping on the bench she carefully placed a sleeping Spike down as well,
petting him gently as he lifted his head sleepily before opening one eye and
stretching lazily. Buffy giggled as she
watched him yawn widely and roll over, and off the bench onto the floor.

Spike came awake with a start as he felt his
body fall through the air, twisting he managed to land nimbly on his feet. Looking around he quickly checked to see if
anyone had noticed, anyone other then the laughing slayer that is.

�Way to go with the feline grace there, Spike.�
Buffy gave a little giggle as she watched him glance furtively around before
fixing her with an abashed look, �I don�t think anyone else saw.� She reassured
him before she bent down to pick him back up, having given up on trying to keep
him off the benches.

Spike gave her a wide grin, if only the slayer
knew that when she bent over she gave him a perfect view down her top.

A whirlwind of noise heralded Dawn�s entrance
into the house. �There he is!� she exclaimed as she bounced into the kitchen
and scooped him up. �I was so worried; I couldn�t find him anywhere
earlier.� She fussed and cooed over the
bundle in her arms.

Buffy sighed, �He followed Xander to the Magic
Box.�

�Oh kitty, are you alright?� Dawn began to
inspect his soft fur closely. �Don�t you do that again, what if a nasty puppy
had gotten you.�

Spike stretched lazily as he remembered the
�puppy� he had run into that afternoon.
He ran his tongue lightly across his fangs before reaching a paw up to
pat Dawn on her cheek reassuringly.

�Oh kitty�s so clever,� she pressed her face
into the soft fleshy pad of Spike�s paw, noting absently that his sharp claws
were safely sheathed to prevent an accidental scratch. Leaning forward Dawn pulled the corner of one
of the bags open, �Oh steak! Woohoo, the Summers are
eating like queens tonight.�

Buffy snatched at the bag. �Ummm actually it�s
not for us.�

�Huh? Then who did you buy�?� Dawns eyes
widened as Buffy dropped a large piece of meat onto the chopping board �RUMP
STEAK. You bought rump steak, and it�s
not for us?�

Buffy blushed, �Well I went to buy Spike some
cat food, and it all looked�� she wrinkled her nose, �and we have to feed him
something, and I thought he looks like a pedigree, so I figured he would need
to eat something really good.� She rushed the explanation out as she carefully
diced the meat into perfect cubes, placing them carefully on a dinner plate.

Dawn watched her sister in horror as she
deposited the last of the meat onto the plate and slid it across the counter.
�Ok, can I be a cat too please.�

Spike squirmed out of Dawn�s arms and began to
eye the meat before him carefully, debating the best way to extract the blood
from the small squares of flesh.
Experimentally he extended the sharp claws on one of his paws, expertly
piercing a hunk of meat and bringing it to his mouth where he proceeded to lick
the blood from its surface. Piercing it
with one sharp fang, he sucked as much liquid from it as he could before
depositing the shriveled mass beside the plate and moving onto the next piece.

Dawn stared at the growing mound of shriveled
chunks of meat, �Ok weird cat.� She tickled him behind the ear distractedly.
�So Buff, what�s the plan for tonight?
Patrol?�

�Uh huh,� she gave Dawn a small smile, �and I
promise I�ll check in on Spike. He�s
probably back at his crypt by now anyway, all hung-over and growly.�

Dawn sighed in relief, �Make sure you ask
around too, �cause Spike NEVER goes anywhere without his coat.�

Buffy placed a hand over her heart. �I promise
to check all Spike�s usual skanky hangouts until I
find the bleached menace.� She pushed some money across the bench to Dawn.
�Grab some takeout for dinner; I�m going to get ready for patrol�.

Dawn bent over and looked in Spike�s face, �Oooh Kitty, pizza for dinner? Extra anchovies?�

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Spike wandered upstairs pushing the door to
Buffy�s room open and casually strolled in. The house was quiet with Dawn
having finally gone to bed after ingesting massive amounts of cheesy pizza and
soda. Buffy had been gone for several hours, so Spike decided to find a suitable
perch on which to wait for the slayer�s return.

Eyeing the dressing table carefully, Spike
nimbly jumped onto its surface expertly avoiding the knickknacks dotted across
its surface. Carefully he began to gently edge them aside making room to stretch
himself out. Just as he finally found a comfortable position something in the
corner of his eye caught his attention.

Turning to stare at the offending object he
realized it was a small-framed photograph of the Great Brooding Poof. �Bugger, you�d think Captain Forehead would at least crack a smile in the
picture instead of looking vaguely constipated�. Yawning widely Spike stretched out, his
front paw catching the edge of the photo and moving it slightly. He brought his paw back to him. Spike quickly glanced around the room before
stretching his front paws outwards again deliberately aiming for brooding face
in the photograph, and with a quick movement he pushed sharply on the glass,
knocking it of the dresser, straight into the waste basket below.

Satisfied, Spike settled down to await Buffy�s
return, a hint of a smirk playing across his face.

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Buffy walked in through the kitchen door
exhausted. Not only had she been unable
to locate Spike, but she had a run in with another of the demons they had come
across in their last patrol. Clutched in her hand was Spike�s black leather
duster. She had found it in the bedroom of his crypt, which made her really
begin to worry about the bleached menace�s whereabouts. All she had been able
to find out was that after their last patrol together he had gone to Willy�s to
play kitten poker. That was the last anyone had seen of him.

Poking her head into the lounge room on her way
upstairs Buffy noticed Willow and Tara curled up on the lounge quietly watching
television, �Hi guys.�

�Hey Buffy, how was patrol?� Willow shifted slightly to sit up and look at her
friend.

�It was ok, dusted a few vamps, tried to find
Spike and got spat on by one of those gross demon thingy�s we fought the other
night.� Buffy plucked her sticky shirt away from her chest as she spoke a
disgusted look on her face.

�Research?� Willow let the question hang.

Buffy shook her head slightly, �Nah I think it
can wait for tomorrow. I�m gonna go upstairs and get unsticky. Dawny get to bed
alright?�

�She was already asleep when we got home.� Willow snuggled back into Tara�s embrace as Buffy nodded and headed upstairs.

Buffy walked into her room smiling as she
noticed Spike laying on her dresser, his wiry body contorted around the
knickknacks on the surface. Reaching forward she stroked his soft fur gently.
�I couldn�t find Spike anywhere, Vampire Spike that is, not Kitty Spike, cause
you�re here.� Reaching down she kissed his head softly, �I�m getting worried,
but shhhh, don�t tell anyone.�

Buffy tossed Spike�s duster onto her bed before
grabbing a towel and heading to the bathroom.

When he heard the door click shut Spike lifted
his head and stared at it intently a thoughtful gleam in his eye. �If only she knew.�

Half an hour later Buffy walked back into the
bedroom drying her hair lightly, a towel wrapped tightly around her damp
body. She carefully extracted her
hairbrush from beneath one of Spike�s back legs before working the tangles from
her freshly washed hair. Turning towards
her bed Buffy let her towel drop to the floor; she reached for her nightie holding it before her absently before discarding it
and crawling beneath the sheets.
Reaching over to turn the lamp off Buffy noticed Spike�s duster out of
the corner of her eye. Sitting up she dragged the old leather up beside her,
holding it to her face and inhaling deeply.
Turning out the light she clutched the duster to her as she closed her
eyes. �Where are you Spike?� she whispered softly before sleep claimed her.

Spike opened one eye. � �m right here slayer, never leave you,� he watched her for a few
minutes until he was satisfied that she was sleeping soundly. Closing his eyes he started to purr lightly,
the gentle noise filling the stillness of the room.

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Spike woke up sometime later, a strange
sensation buzzing through his small body. Getting to his feet he arched his
back upwards as he worked the kinks out of his spine. Sniffing the air lightly Spike searched for
anything that could be causing the tingling in his body. The barest hint of arousal drifted across from
the bed, �Bloody hell she�s at it again.�

Buffy laid in bed, sleeping soundly, her body
barely moving. At some stage she had
kicked the sheets from the bed and now lay exposed in the moonlight. Spike nimbly leapt from the dresser and
stalked closer to the bed, pausing for a moment to control the desire raging
through him.

Hormones firmly in check Spike turned his
attention back to Buffy; she lay on her back with one arm flung above her head
while the other lay nestled between her legs, her fingers moving in slow
circles as she slept. Somehow she had
managed to entwine her limbs with his duster, the black leather twisting from
beneath her to curl around one slightly bent knee. �God the bloody thing is going to be drenched in her�. Lust flooded his body again as he stared
down at her, enjoying the way the dark leather contrasted her golden skin. �Hang on.� Spike�s eyes widened as he
realized that not only was he looking down on the Slayer, but also he was
standing on the floor.

His head whipped down to look at his body. The
smooth hard planes of his pale abdomen greeted him. �Bloody hell!� He jerked his hands up to rub across his smooth
skin, searching for any signs of the fur covered body he had lived with for the
past few days. Eyes widening in
realization, he darted one hand around to smooth across his backside, a sigh of
relief escaping when he found no traces of a tail. �That�s it baby, Spike�s back.�

�Spike?� a soft voice floated up from the bed.

Spike looked down straight into Buffy�s puzzled
eyes.

Buffy sat up, oblivious to her nakedness.
�Where have you been? And why are you in my room at 4am naked?� she let her
eyes roam across his body before settling on his thick cock.

Spike grinned as the smell of her arousal
filled the air. �Well there�s a bit of a story to that Slayer. Maybe you can tell me why you�re laying in
your bed naked with my duster tucked all round you?� curling his tongue against
his teeth Spike ran his hands lightly across his stomach before moving them
towards his erect cock. His hands
stilled just as his fingers reached the soft curls at its base, �Makes me all
hot it does�maybe I should go grab some ice.�

Buffy eyes flew to his face. �How?� she felt
the heat rush through her body as she flushed pink.

Spike dropped to his knees on the end of her
bed, letting his body fall forwards so that his hands settled beside her waist,
and forced Buffy back down onto her back.
He took a moment to appreciate the taught planes of her stomach before
snapping his head up to look at her through hooded eyes. Slowly he moved upwards until his face
hovered above hers, his body almost touching hers, a whisper of a breeze
between their skin. He smiled
seductively as he began to purr, his gaze filled with a heat that made her
shiver, �meow.�

Buffy�s eyes widened in shock as she once again
sat up abruptly, her body now flush with Spike�s as her eyes darted around the
room. �Where? How? You?
You�re?�

Spike chuckled, the vibration causing their
skin to rub lightly together. �All good questions luv,� he closed his eyes for
a moment relishing the feel of her body pressed against his. He moved his hips slightly causing the tip of
his cock to brush lightly against her clit. �So do you want me to answer them
now?� he thrust his hips forward more forcefully, relishing the moan he
elicited from her, �Or later?�

Buffy felt her body go fluid, his touch heating
and cooling her skin at the same time.
She felt the moisture pooling between her legs as she desperately tried
to press herself closer to his cool body. �Later,� she breathed as Spike�s lips
began to move across her face, his blunt teeth catching her lip gently as he
suckled on it for a moment before covering her mouth, letting his tongue snake
its way inside.

Spike lost himself in the feel of Buffy�s
mouth, her warm lips moving softly across his.
Gently easing her back onto the bed he let his lips move across her
face. He nibbled lightly on her ear
before trailing soft kisses down her throat, occasionally he would nip her skin
lightly with his blunt teeth before flicking his tongue across the spot
soothingly.

Buffy blindly ran her hands across the planes
of his back as she let herself be overwhelmed by the sensations Spike was
causing. Feeling him nip lightly at one
of her nipples, she arched her body into his touch. �More.� Her hands continued
their path across his body until she finally reached her goal. Tugging lightly she attempted to pull him
forward. �I need you in me. Please.� she begged.

Spike�s eyes rolled back as he felt Buffy�s
small hands close over his cock tugging at it. Gathering all his strength he
removed her hands, pleasure washing over him as he heard her disappointed
groan. Chancing a quick look at her face
he couldn�t help the small chuckle that escaped at the sight of her pouting
lip, �Soon luv. Wanna
play a little first.�

Spike turned his attention back to the small
body before him; running his hand down the length of her body, he gave her clit
a sharp flick before covering it with his mouth and sucking lightly. Moving backwards he pulled away a few inches
and studied her soft mound, running one finger downwards he absently played
with her slit. Blowing gently he watched
as the soft skin puckered lightly, so enticing. Leaning forward he ran his
tongue along its length before once again teasing her clit. He covered it with
his mouth, sucking gently before pulling back, letting the tender skin stretch
slightly before allowing it to pop from his mouth.

Slowly and with excruciating care he slid one
finger inside her hot passage, wiggling it slightly as he sought out his
goal. Pressing gently with his finger he
covered her clit with his mouth once more, as Buffy began to writhe and moan
more aggressively beneath him. Spike
flinched as Buffy grasped his head pushing him against her forcefully. He groaned
softly causing her to convulse beneath him at the sensation. Carefully he inserted two more fingers into
her passage, increasing his speed as they pumped within her. His mouth attacked her clit with renewed
vigor as he felt the tension build within her body.

Flicking her a quick glance Spike watched her
face as her orgasm built, her look of total abandon causing his own desire to
race through him again like wildfire. He
could feel her body begin to tense as her orgasm began to crest. In response,
he began nipping and sucking frantically before vamping out and piercing her
sensitive clit with one fang, sucking vigorously as droplets of potent blood
filled his mouth.

The feel of Spike�s fang embedded in her was
too much. Buffy let the intensity of the orgasm take over as wave after wave of
sensation flowed through her, causing her to cry out her release. She felt Spike slowly remove his fingers from
inside her, and she watched as if in a dream as he lifted them to his mouth,
savoring the taste as though it were honey.

Buffy lay panting on the bed for a few moments,
her eyes fixed on Spike�s weeping cock. �Ok, your turn now,� she rolled onto
her stomach before rising onto her hands and knees with slow languid
movements. Looking at him from over her shoulder
Buffy wiggled her arse at him, �Ok your turn now; get that cock in me NOW!�

Spike ran his hands across her backside and
began to move forward. A noise
downstairs caught his attention, and he whipped his head around to stare at the
door. �Might just lock that I think luv.
Don�t want to be disturbed now do we.� He gave her backside a sharp slap
before sliding off the bed and heading for the door. He stopped, listening for a moment to the
voices downstairs. Satisfied that no one
was on their way up, he flicked the lock, and tested the door before turning
back to the bed.

He groaned at the sight before him,
�Bugger.� Curled up in the middle of the
bed on his duster was a small cream covered ball of fur. �Buffy?�
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