Hey all, sorry for the delay. I had no creative energy!
Quick note: I push the envelope a little in this. If people get offended sorry, just trying to do what I feel is true to character.
Dedicated to LithiumReaper: Best Beta EVER!
Disclaimer: Still own zip
Chapter 21: Nature
"What?" Spike asked quietly.
"When you guys... did stuff, was she better at that stuff then me?" Buffy asked blinking away tears.
"How could you even think...?" His eyes grew sad.
"Well, she was a demon, you're a vampire, makes sense." Buffy explained; eyes downcast.
Spike crouched next to her chair and cupped her cheek. "I love YOU."
"Doesn't mean she's wasn't better in bed."
"Buffy, the only woman I've ever made love to is you."
"Liar, you-"Spike covered her mouth with his fingers to arrest her contradiction.
"You're not listening pet. I've shagged other birds yeah, but I've never made love to anyone else."
"Drusilla?" She mumbled against his fingers.
"Not even close luv. Dru and me, when it came to sex, were more in the xxx category."
"But you loved her?"
"Doesn't count if they don't love ya back."Spike grinned sadly.
"So, it's just me in your head when we're..."
"God yes. In fact, you wanna know a secret?" He purred, eyes glinting with desire.
"Mmm hmm." She breathed as his lips met hers.
"The only way I was able to get it up for Harmony was to dress her like you or picture fighting you." He confessed into the hollow of her neck.
"That's a relief, and messed up on like so many levels." She rolled her eyes and giggled slightly.
"I know, sorry about the blue sweater." He apologised pulling back to look at her.
"That was you?"
"I wanted your scent." He shrugged
"Creepy much?"
"'ey now, not so fast pet! I'm not the only one to do some closet snooping." He reminded her, brow quirked.
"Fine, we're both messed, but no more stealing each other's clothes, ok?" She smiled.
"Don't want your clothes now; just want what's in em." He grinned, as a low growl emerged from his throat.
"Again?" Her eyes popped as she backed away playfully.
"And again and again." He promised, cornering her against the counter.
"Somebody's cocky." She teased looping her arms around his neck.
"You have no idea." He pressed her body closer to emphasise his point.
"Wait, what about the whole saving ourselves tradition thingy." She panted between lip locks.
"Bugger that." He grunted thrusting his tongue deeper in her mouth. Worked for her apparently because next thing Spike knew, he had an extra 110 lbs around him.
"WOAH! Didn't know things were getting R rated in here, sorry." Dawn squeaked from the doorway causing the couple to jump.
"Dawny!" Buffy screeched nervously righting herself.
"Hey Niblet." Spike smiled.
"I just came to get the minni marshmallows outta the Lucky Charms but I'll come back like WAY later." Dawn looked wigged.
"Don't be ridiculous, we would NEVER stand in the way of you and cavity inducing cereal." Spike grinned as he and Buffy sat back at the table.
"Yeah root away." Buffy agreed picking up her fork.
"Cool. So...how'd the guys take it?" Dawn asked popping dehydrated dyed sugar in her mouth.
"Red's ecstatic, Kennedy and Xander however want me on the pointy end of a stick." Spike shrugged.
"Well, you and Anya did put on quite a show." Dawn shifted uncomfortably.
"I know." He winced
"What are we gonna do?" Buffy groaned.
"I'll think of something pet, don't you worry that pretty head." He soothed brining her hand to his lips.
"Have you tried saying sorry and explaining what Buffy means to you?" Dawn asked.
"No, blokes don't talk like that Niblet."
"Xander's kinda girly when it comes to this stuff, try it. What other choice do you have?" Dawn pointed out.
"She's right." Buffy nodded. "I could go with you if you want."
"No luv, this is my mess."
"He could stake you!" Buffy panicked "I'd like to avoid having to register as Mr. And Mrs. Big Pile Of Dust."
"I don't think he could hurt you like that luv, no matter how much he hates me."
"I don't want you to risk it, I like my Spike solid."
He smirked "I know."
"Ewe, standing right here." Dawn huffed.
"I'm serious William, I won't lose you again." She stared him down.
"No pet, you won't, I promise." The honesty in his eyes melted her resolve like butter.
"Ok, but if you die, I'll so kick your ash." She scowled.
"Ok." He smiled at her wordplay.
"Well, I'm off, try not to break anything." Dawn gave her future brother-in-law a loaded glance before heading out the door.
Buffy sat looking at her plate feeling ashamed. "I'm sorry William, I'm turning clingy."
Spike tilted her chin up with his index finger. "You can cling to me as much as you like."
"I just keep picturing you that day in the school. I can't go through that again, I can't lose you again. If you leave me again I swear-"
Spike yanked her up crushing her to him."I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere." He swore, pressing his mouth against hers painfully.
"Promise me?" She sobbed gently clinging to his back.
"I promise pet, you're stuck with me." He kissed her again scooping her so her legs could wrap around his waist and crashing into the wall.
"I love you William." She muttered into his shoulder.
"I love you too."
"It's too sunny to go see Xander..." She looked at him with suggestion.
"Whatever shall we do?" He asked playing along.
"Each other?"
"I like the way you think." He growled devouring her once more.
"Spike, what are you thinking?" Buffy whispered as his teeth scraped her neck.
"How beautiful you're gonna look in five minutes when I get in you. How that little body's gonna squirm and thrust under me. How-" His head perked up. "Honey, you're bleeding."
"What? No I'm-"She glanced down at her jeans "Oh great."
"Lucky me." Spike licked his lips.
"You still wanna?" Buffy's eyes popped in shock.
"More now actually." Spike looker her over hotly.
"I thought this grossed guys out?"
"Vampire luv." He reminded her. "As far as I'm concerned, I hit the jackpot."
"Thank GOD! No more romance novels for me." She untangled herself from him and waited anxiously.
"Get lusty do we?" Spike asked crouching.
"Uh HUH." She gasped as he worked her zipper with his teeth.
"Oh you poor thing, I can smell it now" Spike cooed as he set her free.
"Spike, do it, please?" Buffy whimpered moaning as he finally made contact.
"Mmmmmm."
Her head snapped back. "More."
"Your bloods sweeter here." He muttered against her thigh.
"Is that a good thing?"
"Mmm hmm." He circled her opening with his tongue.
"Oh! Do that again?"
"This?"
"Yes!"
He caught and lowered her to the ground as her knees buckled. "Easy luv" He soothed as she spasmd with pleasure.
"William." She mewed clawing at his trademark black tee.
"Hang on baby." He stood and yanked his shirt over his head. "Better?" He asked scooping her up.
"Yes." She sighed kissing the top of an exposed shoulder.
"You sleepy?" He asked as she curled into him.
"Just comfy." She sighed as he sat her on her comfiture.
"We don't have to..."
"Oh yes we do!" She pulled him down to her.
"If you're sure." He chuckled, watching her look him over.
"Yes sir." She shoved him on his back and kissed him deeply. "Drusilla's an idiot." She muttered against his neck.
"Why's that pet?"
"She left you and I mean, have you seen you lately?" She asked as he mouth drifted across his chest.
"No reflection." He groaned, eyes closing.
"Well, trust me, major idiot." She shook her head enjoying the soft purr she was coxing out of him.
"Buffy."
"That's right, you're mine." She grinned thrusting her hand in his jeans.
"Bloody hell!" He jerked.
"Shh, let's see how loud I can make kitty purr." She grinned moving her hand lazily.
"Can I be a tiger instead?" He moaned as she worked his jeans down with her free hand.
"Sure." She chuckled moving so she dripped into his mouth.
"God bless mother nature." He sighed throwing her under him once more.
"Ah!" She exclaimed with a giggle as he rested her ankle on his shoulder.
"Do you have any idea how delectable you are?" His cool breath soothed her scorching sensitive flesh. His tongue cleaning the gory mess away gently.
"Knock yourself out." She worked herself closer.
"Here..." He lifted her hips closer to his mouth.
"William!" She cried with release.
"Again." He growled positioning himself for the plunge.
"William, MY William." She grinned.
"Damn right." He groaned sinking deep.
"Uh, I won't break Spike." She whimpered.
"If I let loose the bed might." He warned as the bed creaked.
"Spike?" She pleaded.
"Oh bloody hell." He caved.
"Oh!" She gasped as the headboard met the wall over and over. "Oh Spike." She breathed as he kissed her.
"Buffy." He whispered before capturing her lips again. He was on cloud 9. Drunk on lust and Slayer blood and the look in his fiancée's eyes blessed out of her adorable skull. He was a lucky bloke. "Mrs. Pratt." He grinned.
"That'll be me." She beamed.
"Mmm hmm." His hips swirled then making further conversation impossible.
"Uh! AH! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Her muscles clenched around him milking him dry.
"Well, I can't move." Spike sighed with satisfaction after three long rounds later.
"Mmm good, I don't want you to." She sighed brushing the curls off his sweaty forehead.
:::
Buffy awoke with a jolt. "Spike!"
Spike popped out from under the comfiture. "'Ello luv."
"What you doin'?"
"Sorry, got peckish." He shrugged.
"What time is it?" She yawned stretching her heavily worked muscles.
"Xander O'clock." He groaned reaching for his jeans.
"Good luck." She grinned weakly.
"I'll be fine, the only thing I'll come back with are doughnuts."
"Yum, jellies?'
"You got it Slayer." He bent to kiss her goodbye.
"I love you." She called when he reached the stairs.
"Love you too."...
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Spike climbed into his car feeling like he was going to visit a fence post factory. Was he mad? There was no way in hell the guy was goin to listen to him. He hated him with a passion that was almost religious, and that was before the table shag. He had to try though; the man child was like a brother to his Slayer. If he wasn't there on the day, it'd kill her.
He kept that in mind all the way to the apartment complex and knocked on the door.
Xander looked at him, half disgusted half confused. "Spike?"
"Yeah, can I come in?" He felt sick.
"You already have the damn invite."
"I was being polite." Spike snapped as Xander stepped aside.
"Wait, why the hell are you here?" Xander asked shaking his head.
"To apologise, for the Anya thing."
"Because?"
"It was wrong, she was hurting and I took advantage." He sighed.
"And?" Xander prompted.
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay, if I hadn't been such an idiot it wouldn't have happened." Xander flopped onto the couch.
"Wow, someone's done a 180."
"Not quite, I still hate this wedding. You don't deserve her."
"You got that right..." He sighed sitting next to the average Scooby.
"Total offense, why you?"
Spike laughed "Your guess is as good as mine mate."
"So not your mate." Xander reminded him harshly.
"Sorry."
"It's ok, well I'm getting drunk. You want a beer?" Xander asked casually.
"Sure." Spike replied, brow cocked at the sudden change in Xander's demeanour.
"One thing." Xander warned tossing the can to his unwanted house guest. "You as much as walk by Buffy against her wishes, I'll dust you."
"Fair enough." He agreed nodding once before drowning the awkwardness in hops.
Next chap won't take so long I promise R&R please!
Xo-ECBSB