As Buffy got up from the last dusted vamp she could sense Spike's eyes on her.
"Well, Slayer, headed home I suspect?"
"How is that even a question Spike? Any more minutes in your presence and you'd be the next bit of dust on the ground."
Spike just smiled and turned around to head back to his crypt. Buffy let out a sound of frustration and followed,
"Don't act like just because there was one night we have something. It was a moment of insanity that won't be repeated so you can stop looking and smiling at me like that."
Spike turned around,
"Oh yeah, then why is it that you've followed me home love?"
Buffy pushed Spike up against the door to his crypt hard.
"Fuck you."
"Anytime Slayer."
Spike licked his lips and grinned. Buffy let go and was about to back up when Spike grabbed her and kissed her. Hard. She couldn't stop herself from responding and kissed him back with equal fervor. Spike's hands moved down to her ass and lifted. Buffy tore her mouth away from his to utter some words of objection, but his lips on her neck kissing, licking, and biting stifled them and a moan escaped instead.
Spike turned them around so that he could press Buffy against the door and lean into her body even more. He groaned when she ground herself against his erection and could smell her arousal. As her arms went around his neck to pull him in for another kiss Spike reached for the knob to open the door and get them inside. The door swung open and he began to walk them across the room to the casket, but Buffy unwrapped her legs from around his waist and stood. Spike began to worry that she'd leave and went to grab her again.
Buffy stopped his and grabbed his leather coat pushing it from his shoulders, followed by his red shirt, and his black until his chest was bare. She pushed him against the pillar and kissed his neck, licking and biting a little. Her kisses trailed from his neck down his chest. Spike was so focused on her touch he hadn't noticed her unbuttoning his pants, but they were unzipped and his cock was freed from them Spike uttered a curse and groaned. She held him tight and gave him a few strokes. She kissed right about his penis and then licked it from base to tip before taking the head into her mouth and sucking.
Spike was on the verge of coming right there. Never had he imagined Buffy sucking him like this, not outside the Buffy-bot. He clenched his jaw so hard as her mouth moved down his cock that his teeth might shatter and when he felt the back of her throat has she took all of him she grabbed her head and moaned. She sucked all the way back to the tip slowly and he begged her in words he wasn't even sure made sense. Buffy seemed to understand as she moved faster, adding her hand to help her stroke him. Faster. She sucked harder. And it continued faster, harder, faster, harder, faster. Until Spike's grip tightened on her head and he came in her mouth letting out a groan so loud it may have been a roar. Spike let go and Buffy pulled away from him.
Standing, Buffy wiped her mouth and smiled at him. Spike growled and lunged forward to grab her, but Buffy laughed and ran down the tunnel to his bedroom as he gave chase. Just after the stairs Spike tackled her and their struggle ended with him on top of her smiling down.
"It's your turn now Slayer."
