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Fight or Flight	By : spuffy23 Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Het - Male/Female > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 3085 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 5 - Shower.
Time moved slowly for both Buffy and Spike, there was nothing to do for most of the morning. They sat together on the bed trying to think of ideas, of how they could get the handcuffs off. After almost an hour of fighting about it, they decided that the handcuffs would have to stay.
"I've got to shower," Spike announced.
He turned to walk towards the bathroom.
"Well I need to pee, and I refuse to do that chained to you!" She snapped.
Buffy attempted to turn her back from Spike, but was impossible. She ended up, only being able to crane her neck.
"So you�re not going to piss for the two months or so that we are here then huh?" He rolled his eyes at her immaturity.
"No! I may die of kidney failure, but that would be better then doing anything chained to you," Buffy stared at him coldly.
"I won't look! I wouldn't even want to see. You think every guy is lining up to take a peak at you, don't you luv?" Spike grinned at her.
She cringed at the thought of him seeing her, but decided that there was no way around it. Besides, he was right she doubted he even wanted to see her.
"Fine!" She spat.
Buffy started making her way over to the bathroom, dragging Spike behind her. Now was the time to get it over and done with she figured.
"After that I'm showering," He called behind her.
"Whatever, just don't look," she replied.
Buffy opened the bathroom door. She felt so childish and embarrassed, as he turned the other way to avoid looking at her.
Spike closed his eyes, trying to suppress a groan. He could hear the sounds as she struggled to pull down her panties. He swallowed hard, and mentally started counting down from ten in an effort to control his thoughts.
He felt the tug on his wrist as Buffy sat down on the seat. She waited for several moments and discovered that she couldn't do it now. She was suffering from performance anxiety.
"I just can't do it when you�re just standing there!" Buffy crossed her arms in frustration.
"Fine I�ll sing, that way I will feel just as stupid as you," said Spike, secretly glad of the distraction.
Buffy thought that it was kind of him to offer, but she doubted that it would work. Spike began to sing and Buffy froze. He had the most amazing voice that she had ever heard. It was mesmerising and after about five seconds, her performance anxiety disappeared.
"What *are* you singing?" Buffy questioned him as she was getting up.
"It's from the sixties you would never remember it,"
Spike smiled when she walked around in front of him, and made her way over to the basin to wash her hands.
Once she was done, he walked over to the shower. She grabbed a stool and a nail file from the basin area and followed him to the shower.
Silently they worked out the arrangements, Spike got in the shower and pulled the curtain across while Buffy sat on the stool just outside of the curtain and Spike undressed in the cubical and tossed his pants to Buffy who was facing in the other direction filing her nails. He had to pull his duster and shirt off one arm and slide them down the other so that they were resting on Buffy�s arm and out of the waters way.
He showered quickly and finding it extremely difficult to do, with only the use of one hand. The other was dangling limply by Buffy�s hand as she worked on her nails.
�Pass me a towel luv,� He requested from the other side of the curtain.
He had contemplated just walking out to see Buffy�s reaction of him in all his nakedness, but thought the better of it. She might just stake him.
Spike saw the curtain open and a towel pass through. Buffy�s head was turned, and he guessed that her eyes were squeezed tightly shut, too.
�Such a prude.� He mumbled under his breath.
�What did you say?� Buffy demanded.
�Nothin� pet,� He replied, a huge grin on his face as he walked out, conlyonly in his towel.
She tried not to notice the gleam of his skin, still wet from his shower. Or the firmness of his body, Buffy flushed at the direction that her thoughts were taking.
�My turn,� she said abruptly.
Buffy went to push past him, as he went to pick up his discarded clothes. They ended up falling over one another, Spike fell hard on the tiled floor and cussed loudly until Buffy landed right on top of him. The silence seemed deafening them. Buffy stared into his eyes, trying to fathom the expression on his face. It seemed almost frightened and somehow desire filled. It was gone so quickly, that Buffy wondered if her mind was playing tricks on her. Spike pushed her roughly off him.
�Would you watch it!� He snapped and jumped to his feet.
Buffy pulled herself up with her head down. She snapped it up, once she realised that she had nothing to be sorry for.
�Umm, Spike were tied TOGETHER, it�s just as much your fault,� she retorted.
Nether the less, Buffy waited until he picked up his clothes. Silently thanking whoever was out there, that his towel hadn�t fallen off.
She then stepped into the shower. Spike sat down on her stool and waited until she pulled the curtain closed, before he began dressing. That was close he thought to himself. If he hadn�t pushed her off when he had, he did, he was certain that he would have tried to kiss her.
Buffy pulled her pants off, and put them over the shower rail. She then did as Spike did, sliding her tank top and bra down her arm that was chained to Spike. As she was sliding the bra down, she heard Spike choking.
�You alright there? You don�t even breathe, so how can you choke?� She questioned.
Spike relaxed after a moment staring at Buffy�s bra, as it brushed against the back of his hand.
�Yeah, fine luv, couldn�t be better,� Spike mumbled back.
The shower began once more. Spike froze as he was pulling his pants, as he realised that Buffy was totally naked, not two feet away. He saw the outline of her shape through the translucent shower curtain. He could just about make out her movements through the thin material, as she soaped her body. His cock twitched in response and instantly grew hard. Spike groaned as he realised that he was never going to be able to zip �it� up while he was like this. It was difficult enough to his his jeans on while wet, but almost impossible to pull them over a large wet bulge.
There was a loud bang and Buffy yelped, Spike froze. How was he going to cover this up? Buffy began to bounce around in the shower and began cussing. Realizing she hadn�t seen him, he forced his jeans over himself. Wincing in discomfort.
�What the bleeding hell is wrong with you woman?� He called out over her ramblings.
Then he smelt it� blood, slayer blood. His mouth watered and just knowing it was Buffy�s made him as harder than ever.
�Ouch!� Buffy cried out, she sounded like she was sobbing.
�Cover up I�m coming in,� Spike sighed.
When he pulled the curtain open he realised that she hadn�t covered up. He froze, staring at her naked flesh. All those dreams he had? They were nothing, even his imagination couldn�t grasp how perfect she was beneath her clothes. After what seemed like the longest most blissful second of his unlife, he shook his head in an attempt to clear it. That was when he realised why she wasn�t covering up. One hand was cuffed to him and the other was held limply at her side, blood pouring out of it. Once he noticed the blood it took all his efforts to not revert to his demon face.
�Stop looking at me and HELP!� She cried
Buffy stomped her foot which made her wiggle in certain places and make Spike tingle in other certain places.
He realised all at once, that she was bleeding from the lower half of her forearm. The ceramic soap tray lay broken on the base of the shower floor, and sharp edges jutted out.
�You call your self a slayer? Ahh help the big bad soap tray has got me!� Spike mimicked her and lightly pulled her from the shower.
He reached down and put the towel he just had on around her body. A wave of ecstasy ran through him as he had his arms around her. For that one second he tried to forget, and just pretend that she was his.
�OW, Ouch, ouch!� she chanted as he steered her out of the bathroom, and into the kitchen where he had last seen the First Aid kit.
�You are the biggest baby, slayer,� He mumbled as he tended her wound.
It was deep, and he almost forgot that he wanted to drink it all up, because he was too concerned that she was in pain. When he realised this, he thought the better of it.
�Bloody waste of good blood if you ask me,� he said to himself.
He looked up at her once he had finished, and was so close to gasping that he had to bite his lip. Her face was gorgeous with no make up on or the scowl she so often wore when she was around him. Her cheeks were red and puffy because of her crying and probably the pain, but what amazed him was that she was smiling�at him.
�Buffy,� Spike whispered her name, as she looked at him in the eyes.
Once Buffy had gotten over the pain, she noticed rather quickly that Spike had no shirt on, and that he looked way beyond hot, without one. She returned his gaze, hoping that he wouldn�t realise just how much she wanted to kiss him, for so tenderly caring for her hurts. When he whispered her name, she felt her knees buckle and a light throbbing in between her legs.
�Spike?� She whispered in return,
She didn�t have to wait for an answer. He kissed her so softly on the lips, that she felt the need to lean forward so she could feel it. His gentleness surprised her, his tongue massaged hers slowly. Buffy tasted him in her mouth, her body yearning for more. She felt him pull away and was tempted to pull him straight back, but she realised she couldn�t even move. She panicked as an enveloping whiteness began to surround her. To Spike�s surprise, Buffy fell to the floor unconscious pulling him down with her.
�What can I say I�m good,� Spike grinned
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