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She opened them again and stood up. “Let’s go upstairs…” She said softly. She waited for him to
remove his pants the of of the way and then pulled him along behind her.

She shut the door softly behind herself and came at him with such intensity and longing it made his undead heart swell. She kissed him fiercely, demanding his complete attention. She grasped his hard cock in her small hand and stroked him roughly. She pulled back and looked into his eyes. “When I saw you dancing with that…”

“Twas just dancing pet.” He said softly wrapping his arms around her. He rested his forhead against hers, looking into her eyes.

“I didn’t like it.” She growled. She grabbed his shirt and pulled it up over his head, tossing it carelessly to the floor she ran her hands over his cool smooth skin. “It made me really angry. So angry in fact I’m going to have to punish you…”

“God, Buffy. Don’t you know by now there will never be anyone for me but you. You’ve spoiled me for r wor women. I love you.” She sighed and turned away.
“No. You wait just a minute…Look at me.” He grabed her by the chin and forced her to look into his eyes. “I follow my blood which doesn’t exactly rush in the direction of my brain so I make a lot of mistakes. A lot of wrong bloody calls. A hundred plus years and there’s only one thing I’ve ever been sure of. You. Hey, look at me. I’m not asking you for anything. When I say I love you, it’s not because I want you, or because I can’t have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try. I’ve seen your kindness and your strength. I’ve seen the best and the worst of you and I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You are a hell of a woman. You’re the one, Buffy.”

With tears falling down her face and leaned in to kiss him. She kissed him tenderly, pulling back slightly to catch her breath she looked into his eyes once again. “Thank you. That’s the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me.”

“Welcome. Now…did you say something about punishing me? Cause I’m feeling like a really bad bad man.” He smirked at her, one eyebrow raised.

“Yeah. I’m going to punish you but good Mister. Go over to my bed and lay down.” She walked towards her dresser as he did what she asked. She walked over to the bed and smiled down at him. “Do you trust me?” She asked seriously.

“With my un-life.” He replied gazing steadily into her eyes.

“Close your eyes.” He did. She leaned over him and blindfolded him. Then she gently lifted one hand and tied it to the bed post, doing the same with the other she surveyed her handy-work.

She walked to the end of the bed. ‘Oh god. Can I do this?’ She gently spread his legs to make room for herself. Staying fully clothed she knelt down between his legs. “If you say a word. If you scream, moan, growl or try to move…I’ll stop what I’m doing and you’ll sleep in the basement. Alone. There is only one thing I want you to say…”

“What’s that Luv?” He groaned. He was trembling with desire already. She could see the pre-come glistening on the slit of his erect cock, begging for her to taste it.

“I want you to tell me when you’re going to come…” She said softly. He didn’t reply, knowing that if he did he’d be banished to the basement. She smiled and leaned forward she let her hair silky golden brush against his cock. His cock twitched at the sensation, but he behaved, staying completely still. He wasn’t even breathing, knowing that if he did, he would come undone.

She grasped his cock in her hand and held it firmly at the base. Flicking her tongue out she lapped at the clear substance starting to slide down his cock. “Mmmm…That’s so tasty…” She whispered against his cock, her warm breath making it twitch again.

She gripped him tighter and took his length into her mouth, her lips coming tot tht the hand she held him with. Spike suppressed a groan and clenched his teeth so he wouldn’t move. She continued her ministrations moaning loudly, the vibration of her throat around his cock-causing Spike to almost lose control.

She reached down and cupped his sac with her other hand, testing it’s weight against her palm. “You have such an amazing cock Spike.” She whispered, daring a glance up at him. She smiled to herself. His jaw was tightly clenched, cords stood out on his neck and he was barely maintaining control.

She reached her middle finger down and pressed it against his anus, pushing in slightly she took him into her mouth again. She felt her panties grow damp when she heard him begin to pant. His breath was coming in gasps. ‘He doesn’t even need to breathe, but I turn him on so much that he’s panting.’

She quickened her pace, stroking his shaft with her hand she wrapped her mouth around the head and sucked hard.

Spike couldn’t contain it any longer. “Gonna come Buffy.”

She lifted her wrist up to his mouth, and took him all the way into her mouth, lips against the base of his cock. Spike bit down into her wrist, shooting his cold seed into her mouth. She drank him all down, when she was finished she let him out of her mouth and licked his softening cock gently, while he licked her wounded wrist.

She crawled up his body, still fully clothed. She removed his blindfold and looked into his eyes. They shone, he stared at her with open love and adoration. “You’re amazing.” He whispered lifting his head he placed a soft kiss on her lips.

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ONE MONTH LATER

“Oh my god, last night, that rehearsal dinner. That was like a, a zoo without the table manners. And I bet it got worse after we left.” Willow rolled her eyes. She finished putting her earrings on and stood back to look at herself in the full-length mirror.

ust ust can't believe everyone bought that story about Anya's people being circus folk. Did you see the guy with the tentacles? What's he supposed to be? Inky the Squid Boy?” Buffy turned from the mirror and spun in front of Willow.

”And Xander's family. I haven't seen them bad bad since my bar mitzvah. Ugh, did you see how much they drank?” Willow nodded her approval, spinning for Buffy.


”Kinda. Mr. Harris threw up in my purse.” Buffy looked down at herself and then back at the door as she heard someone approach.

“Oh! Ohh. You guys look so beautiful! This is the happiest day of my whole life!” Anya said happily as she gripped them both in a tight hug.

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“Whoo!” Mrs. Harris smiled. It faltered just as quickly. “Xander, you're not ready yet?”

”Hey, hey, how's about some breakfast?” Xander asked ignoring her question.

She walked towards the fridge to start on breakfast. ”Oh, well, I guess if I'm a little plump it doesn't matter, since I won't really be…”

”You'll be in the pictures, Mom!” Xander said exasperated.

“Xander? Xander!” Cousin Carol pulled him to the side. “You know that guy Krevlin? If he could clear up the skin problem... do you think...” She sighed softly glag arg around to make sure no one was eavesdropping. “Do you suppose he'd date a woman with a kid? I mean, I really can't afford to be very picky.”

“Cousin Carol? Your earrings are my cufflinks.” Xander shook his head and held out his hand.

”They are? Oh my. Oops.” She said quickly pulling from her ears and depositing them in his outstretched hand.

”Excellent.” He grinned happily fixing them in place. “Cufflinks: check. We're rolling. Nothing on earth can stop this wedding now.” He murmured happily to himself making his way to the bedroom to finish getting ready.

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“How do I look?” He asked nervously. He glanced at her reflection in the mirror.

“Well, let's see. Found your shoes ... your fly's zipped. I'd say you look like you're ready to get married. You're one of the decent ones, Xander. I hope I'm as lucky as you guys someday.” Buffy smiled and hugged him tightly.

“Okay, let's go over the list one more time. Number one?” Xander asked looking down at her with fear in his eyes.

”Don't let your dad near the bar.” Buffy smiled linking her arm with his she pulled him towards the door.

”Check. Number two?” He asked nervously.

”Don't let your mom near the bar.”

”Check.” He nodded and watched her slip out the door.

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“I Xander take you Anya, to be my lawful wedded wife, to have and to hold, to cherish and depend on, you make me happy. You make me feel things I didn’t know where possible. I love you. You are beautiful and amazing.” He was holding her hand in a death grip. She could feel him trembling. She could see little beads of sweat, pouring down his forehead.

She smiled gently at him, covering his hand with hers she calmly began to speak. “I, Anya, want to marry you, Xander, because ... I love you and I'll always love you. And ... before I knew you, I was like a completely different person. Not even a person, really... ...and I had seen what love could do to people, and it was ... hurt and sadness. Alone was better. And then, suddenly there was you, and ... you knew me. You saw me, and it was this ... thing. You make me feel safe and warm. So, I get it now. I finally get love, Xander. I really do.” She stopped and looked into his eyes.

“I now pronounce you Husband and Wife. You make kiss the bride.”

Before the clergy was finished speaking Xander leaned forward and kissed her softly, one hand coming to rest on her shoulder, the other tangling in her hair.

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“Care to dance Luv?” Spike asked placing his hand gently on her lower back.

Buffy glanced back at him with trepidation. Noticing the suit he was wearing she almost melted. He looked amazing. “I promise I’ll be good Luv, come on, I’ve been living at your house for two months now, you may not have told them about us, but they do know we’re friends right? Friends can dance…can’t they?” He nodded towards the dance floor where a song was almost ending.

“Sure you’ll be good?”

“Scout’s honor.” Spike held two fingers up to his temple in a mock salute.

“Whatever.” She rolled her eyes. “You were never a boy scout.” She stood from her chair. True to his word Spike took a few steps back, giving her a respectable amount of distance.

“No, I wasn’t…but I ate one once. Maybe something stuck.” He took her hand gently and led her to the floor. He missed her repulsed reaction. He turned to her and placed one hand on her hip, the other he raised in the air, waiting for her to place her hand in his. She did so without speaking, without looking him in the eyes. She hated being reminded that he was evil once.

“Have I told you you look ravishing tonight?” He questioned.

She smiled brightly. “You look pretty good yourself.”

A new song started. Now, I don't want to lose you, but I don't want to use you
just to have somebody by my side.
And I don't want to hate you,
I don't want to take you, but I don't want to be the one to cry.

And that don't really matter to anyone anymore.
But like a fool I keep losing my place
and I keep seeing you walk through that door.

Spike noticed her tensing in his arms. He leaned forward and whispered in her hair. “T’s ok Luv, It’s just a song.”

But there's a danger in loving somebody too much,
and it's sad when you know it's your heart you can't trust.
There's a reason why people don't stay where they are.
Baby, sometimes, love just aint enough.

Now, I could never change you, I don't want to blame you.
Baby, you don't have to take the fall.
Yes, I may have hurt you, but I did not desert you.
Maybe I just want to have it all.

It makes a sound like thunder, it makes me feel like rain.
And like a fool who will never see the truth,
I keep thinking something's gonna change.

Suddenly Spike had his arms full of a sog slg slayer. She was pressed up against him holding him tightly to her chest, sobbing brokenly. “Luv…shhh Buffy…it’s ok…” He whispered softly into her ear, stroking her hair.

“N-n-no it’s not…” She sobbed.

“Why don’t I take you home?” He asked softly. “I’ll draw you a bath. I have to go out for a bit, then I’ll come back and…”

She nodded against his chest.

“What the hell are you doing to her dead boy?” Xander growled pushing his way in between them.

“Xander…I…” Buffy started to say. Xander turned to her and wrapped his arms around her protectively.

“It’s ok Buffy…I’ll get Willow to take you home…”

“No…no, I…I’ll be ok…just got emotional there for a second…it’s you know…weddings make me bawl…” As she was talking she didn’t notice Spike slip quietly from the room.

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Spike walked out on the reception. ‘Got to get something special for my girl on our anniversary. Can’t believe it’s been two months today since I’ve been living there. Xander and Willow will make sure she gets home.’ He smiled to himself and kept walking, his suit jacket billowing out behind him.

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“Glad I brought my slaying bag.” Buffy said as she dug through it and pulled out a pair of sweets and a tank top.

“Are you sure you want to go out patrolling now? in the middle of the wedding reception?” Willow asked.

“It’s almost the end Will…and besides, Xander and Anya are leaving for their honeymoon right from the reception, you’re staying with Tara tonight and Dawnie is Sleeping at Janice’s…so really what else is there for me to do?” She glanced around one more time. ‘I guess I’ll just meet Spike at home after patrol. He did say he had some things to do.’

“Ok…If you’re sure…”

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Spike walked into the florist shop and picked out two-dozen longs stemmed white roses.

“She’s a lucky lady to have you.” The sales girl commented handing him the bouquet wrapped iep rep red tissue.

“Nah. I’m the lucky one.” Spike grinned. ‘One more stop to go…’ He thought to himself stepping inside the jewelers shop.

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Buffy was thinking about Spike, what the words in the song really meant. ‘I do have feelings for him. I don’t know if it’s love or not. It doesneel eel like it did with Angel. But I know I need him, and I want him. I get jealous if I see him taking to someone else. My blood boils if anyone mentions Dru’s name…if it’s not love…it defiantly could be…’ Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of something hitting the ground behind her, it had jumped off of the crypt she was walking by.
She turned and crouched, readying for a fight. It was an ugly demon with waxy skin and weird marble-like eyes. It growled as it advanced.

It took a swing at her and she leaned back to avoid it. It swung again and then tried a roundhouse kick, which Buffy ducked underneath. She blocked a punch and punched it in the stomach, then kicked it back. The demon hit her and she went down.

It grabbed her and threw her against the wall. She pushed him away and jumped up to kick the demon with both feet. As it reeled back, she stood up back facing the crypt. The demon went to punch her and she leapt up catching his chin with her foot, he stumbled A long thin bony spike suddenly shot out of his knuckle.

He regained his footing and raised its hand with the spike still sticking out of it. Buffy saw the spike for the first time, her eyes widened and she went to back up, her back slammed into the crypt. The demon stabbed the spike into her shoulder. Buffy screamed.

FLASH

She was in a room with plain white walls, She was in the corner, screaming and struggling as two orderlies tried to hold her down so that they could inject something into her arm in exactly the spot where the demon skewered her.

“You're gonna hurt yourself!” The first orderly screamed trying to pin her to the floor.

“She's gonna break the needle.” He slowly removed the needle from her arm. “We're gonna have to strap her down. She’s too violent right now.”

Buffy continued to struggle and gasp. Suddenly she stopped, she saw the bed in the middle of the room, with leather restraints strapped to it. ‘Oh god! Oh no! Please no!!! I’m not still here…I’m not.’

She glanced to the side and noticed that there were two narrow windows next to where the two men were holding her against the wall. For the first time she noticed they were orderlies, dressed in white scrubs. ‘What the hell happened to the demon?’ She closed her eyes for a second to steady herself.

FLASH

When she opened them again She was leaning against the crypt wall, with a start, she looked around. “Oh. My shoulder.’ She winced in pain and rubbed her arm. She straightened up and looked around again, frowning. ‘No sign of the demon.’

Buffy pushed away from the wall and walked off, still holding her arm.

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Song credit Sometimes love just ain't enough. Patti Smith

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