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Buffy lay on the
bed, panting as she listened to Spike searching for something in the drawer
beside the bed. After a moment, she realized he was freeing himself from the manacles.

Which were
somehow no longer attached to the pole at the head of the bed.

�How did you get
free?� Buffy asked as the chains clinked to the floor.

Spike�s back was to
her, and it grew rigid as he paused before finally answering. �I guess they
weren�t connected very well. I did it myself, and I�m not exactly a
professional welder.�

Buffy had thought
they�d seemed pretty well attached when she�d been in them. But then again,
Spike probably was a good bit stronger than her. If they hadn�t been welded
very well, she supposed it was possible he would be capable of breaking them.

Well, of course it
possible, she chided herself. She�d seen him do it. It wasn�t like he could
somehow use superhuman strength to break the chains.

She sat up and
moved behind him, running her hands up his back to his shoulders before placing
a soft kiss against the mark she�d left when she�d bitten him earlier. He
relaxed against her, moaning softly at her touch.

�God, you�re
incredible,� she said as she nipped at his ear. �Really
fucking amazing.�

Spike hummed in
his throat. �We�re good together, luv.�

Buffy smiled, his
declaration warming her. She wanted nothing more than to let him wrap her up in
his arms so she could sleep next to him in that big, soft bed, but she knew
that would only lead to missing work in the morning. Again.
She pulled back reluctantly, letting her hands slip away from him. �I should
probably go.�

Spike turned
towards her quickly. �Why?�

�I have to go to
work in the morning.�

�You can go from
here.�

Buffy arched an
eyebrow. �Tried that. You seduced me so I�d stay and
keep having sex with you.�

�Oh, right. Guess
there�s no way I could convince you to quit your job and become my full-time
love slave.�

�Tempting,
but no. For one thing, I think
that would result in the permanent loss of the use of my legs.�

�As long as I can
still get them up in the air, I�m good.� Spike replied with a shrug.

Buffy smacked his
shoulder. �Pig.�

He smiled in a
way that made him look way more charming and innocent than he should,
especially considering the next words out of his
mouth. �You can�t stick around for one more shag?�

�Oh my god do you
like put Viagra in your Wheaties? How does it keep
getting up?�

�You�re very
inspiring.�

Buffy snorted. �I
guess.� She leaned in and gave him a quick kiss before she forced herself to
move away. �Sorry, if I give you that, then you�ll convince me to stick around
for another and then we�re just stuck in a vicious cycle.�

�Not vicious. Bloody lovely.�

It was tempting,
Buffy had to admit. It would be so easy to simply lose herself
in this man�s arms and forget about the outside world completely. But
practically, she knew she couldn�t. As much as Spike seemed to like having her
around now, they�d only known each other for a few days, and chances were
greater than not that he�d grow tired of her after a while. The divorce itself
was already going to wreak havoc on her finances. She certainly couldn�t afford
to lose her job because she couldn�t keep her hands of a guy, albeit a gorgeous
one.

�I can�t. But we
have out date tomorrow night, and if you want to, you can have me all weekend.�

Spike grinned
wolfishly. �Promise?�

�Yes.�

He tugged her
back to him long enough to kiss her until she broke away panting. He looked at
her with dark eyes full of lust.

How she managed
to move away, get dressed, and leave, Buffy wasn�t sure.

*** *** ***

Buffy sighed as
the hot water from her shower pounded over sore muscles. She couldn�t remember
a time when she�d ever ached like this. Every inch of her was sore.

She�d suspected
for a while that Riley was more or less a dud in bed, especially since the amount
of effort he put towards her pleasure seemed to have an inverse relationship
with the length of their marriage.

But Spike� She
didn�t think he was quite the norm either. His stamina seemed damn near
inhuman. He�d come only to stay hard and keep moving inside of her. When she
thought about it, she couldn�t think of a time when she�d seen him be anything
but at least partially hard. Even with her relatively-limited sexual
experience, Buffy knew most guys couldn�t be that way. Maybe Spike had some
sort of medical condition�

Yet even with her
body�s protests, Buffy couldn�t find it in herself to care. Never before would
she have imagined that hours and hours of incredible sex could be so�freeing.
She felt better about herself than she had in a long time, more confident, more
beautiful. She was realizing now how much she�d turned her dissatisfaction with
her marriage inward, blaming herself not only for her and Riley�s tepid sex
life, but also for the ever-growing chasm that seemed to stretch between them.

Buffy could see
with hindsight that her attempt to seek out a man the night she met Spike had
not really been about revenge. It had been a desperate attempt to prove to herself she was in fact desirable and it hadn�t been her own
repulsiveness driving Riley into strange beds. Spike had shown her it wasn�t. And then some.

Now, she felt a
way she hadn�t in a very long time.

Sensual.

Buffy ran her
hands down her body, reveling in the feeling of her own bare skin beneath her
fingers. She cupped her breasts, the weight of them suddenly seeming ample
enough. She closed her eyes for a moment, wondering what Spike saw when he
looked at her, how it was he perceived her. Did he see her differently than she
saw herself? He�d told her once when they were making love that she glowed. Did
she?

It wasn�t until
the water grew cold that Buffy finally shut it off. She stepped from the shower
and towel dried her hair before wrapping up in her thickest bathrobe, yawning
as she did. She knew she�d have no trouble sleeping.

Buffy opened the
bathroom door, then gasped, startled when she saw someone sitting on the bed.

Her fright turned
to anger as she realized who it was. �What the hell are you doing here, Riley?�
she snapped.

�I live here,�
Riley replied, enough smugness in his tone to make Buffy really want to hurt
him.

�Not anymore you
don�t.�

�I pay half the
mortgage.�

�You�re still not
living here anymore.�

�I�m not playing
games, Buffy. I have every right to be here.�

�Yeah, and I�ll
see what the cops have to say about that,� Buffy replied, moving towards the
phone.

Riley jumped up
and grabbed her arm. �Come on, don�t do anything stupid. I�m only here to talk.
I won�t stay if you really don�t want me to.�

�I really don�t
want you to. I also don�t want to talk. Any communication between us from now
on can go through our lawyers.� She struggled in vain to break free of his
hold. �Let me go.�

�I came by
earlier, but you weren�t here. Where were�� Riley stopped in mid-sentence and
tightened his grip on her arm as he tugged her closer. �What�s that on your
neck? Is that another hickey?�

�I told you I met
someone else. And I swear to God, if you don�t let me go, I will call
the police.�

�You need to stop
seeing him. I�m willing to forgive you since I messed up, too, but if we�re
going to make our marriage work, then you certainly can�t be seeing someone
else.�

Riley finally
loosened his grip on her arm, and Buffy moved away from him. �Make our marriage
work? Are you insane? This marriage is beyond over.�

Riley sighed and
sat down on the edge of the bed. �Look, Buffy, I know we have our problems, that we have for a while, and what I did was the
worst way to handle things. I know that, and I can�t even begin to tell you how
sorry I am. But we�re married, Buffy. There�s a legal bond between us.�

Buffy shook her
head. �A legal bond that can be severed. And it isn�t
enough either way. For a marriage to work, it needs more than paperwork. It
needs love.�

�And what, this
new guy loves you?�

She didn�t know
if she could call it that, or even if she ever would be able to. After all,
they hadn�t known each other long enough. But she did know that Spike looked at
her in a way Riley never had. �That isn�t the point. And it�s also none of your
business.�

Riley looked at
her sharply. �It�s not Angel, is it?�

His question took
Buffy aback. In all of this, she�d barely even given her ex a passing thought.
�What?�

�Please don�t
tell me you went crawling back to him, Buffy. I mean after all he put you
through��

�Riley, I haven�t
seen Angel in years. It�s someone you don�t know and don�t need to know. My
personal life ceased being your business when you started paying other women to
have sex with you.�

�I told you I was
sorry about that!�

�Well, gee, all
forgive then.� Buffy glared. �Get out.�

�Look, I know
with the sort of example you had as a kid, divorce seems like an easy option,
but��

Buffy put her
hands on her hips and sucked in a deep breath. �Oh, you are so very out of
line.�

Riley stood up
again and held his hands out in front of him. �Just hear me out. If you want to
spend some time apart, I get that. Maybe a bit of a separation would be for the
best right now. But divorce is jumping the gun, Buffy. We really need to at
least try counseling first.�

�Riley, I really
don�t know how to get this through your head, but I don�t want to be married to
you. I haven�t been happy, you haven�t been happy, and there�s no marriage
counselor in the world who can make me feel any
differently. This marriage isn�t working. We aren�t working. Period. I�m not going to waste anymore of my life pretending
otherwise.�

�It�s the other
guy, isn�t it? He�s got you so worked up you aren�t thinking straight.�

Buffy sighed,
weary of this whole conversation. She was tired and sore and just wanted to
sleep. �No, Riley. It�s not him. It�s you. I don�t want to be with you.�

Riley nodded, and
for a second, Buffy through he got the message. Then, he clasped his hand on
her shoulder and said, �You�re upset. That�s understandable. But you�ll change
your mind after you start to bore this guy. I hope for your sake I can wait
that long.�

At any other time
his words may have struck a nerve, but tonight, Buffy was still feeling too
good about herself to let Riley tear her down. Things with Spike could fizzle.
She was realistic enough to know that. His attraction to her could very well
wane. But she wasn�t about to let Riley of all people try to make her feel
small. Not after what he�d done to her.

�He might get
bored with me.� She paused for a moment and shrugged. �Hell, I might even get
bored with him. But that still won�t send me back to you. Because
you have never been able to hold my interest. Your
idea of sex is rolling on top of me and grunting for five minutes � or if I�m
lucky, less. Having sex with you is like being trapped under a big,
sweaty pile of blankets, and I�m tired of just soldiering through that. I
haven�t even had an orgasm with you in years, and I can�t remember when was the last time you as much as pretended to care. So,
really, this is just over. I never want you to touch me again and clearly, you�re wanting something other than me in the bedroom, too,
since you�ve had to resort to hookers in order to get off.�

�That wasn�t
about sex!� Riley yelled. �That was about finding someone who needed me!�

Buffy wasn�t sure
what to make of that response. �Huh? Explain how that works exactly.�

�You always cut
me out. You have your own job, your own bank account. You said you�d take my
name, but you still use Summers more than you use
Finn. You�re clearly not interested in staying home to raise children any time
soon. How do you think that makes me feel, Buffy?�

�Apparently like
you need to go out and pay for sex because it doesn�t come with a price tag at
home.�

�No!�

�That�s what you
just said! You said you had to pay for sex because I�m not a stay-at-home wife
who depends on you for money. And really, that may be the most twisted thing
I�ve ever heard anyone say.�

�You�re putting
words in my mouth, Buffy.�

�No, the ones
already in there are pretty much doing the trick.�

�Those women made
me feel like a man, Buffy. They needed me to support them.�

Buffy held up her
hands and took a step back. �Okay, I honestly have nothing to say to that
except maybe therapy might be a good idea after all � only less of a couple thing
and more of a you thing.�

�Buffy, come on.
I�m trying to open up here! Maybe I do need some counseling, but so do you.
Things will work so much better if we��

�There is no
�we!�� Buffy yelled, cutting him off. �We are over.�

�Look, I can see
I�m not going to be able to get through to you tonight. But I want you to take
a few days to think things over and decide what�s really important � this fling
you�re having now or your marriage.�

�Yeah, like I
really need time to ponder that.�

�Buffy��

�Just go, Riley.
It�s late, I�m tired, and we both know this is getting us nowhere.�

�Will you at
least give things some thought?�

Buffy�s only
response was to point towards the door, and thankfully, Riley finally walked
through it. She stood in the bedroom, shaking, until she heard his car drive
away. She then went out and made sure the front and back doors were locked
before changing the combination on the alarm. She could get the locks changed,
too, tomorrow. For now at least, she�d hear him coming.

Satisfied she�d
dealt with Riley for the evening, Buffy finished getting ready for bed.

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