Glaringly Obvious - Part 5
Glaringly Obvious
Part 5
by: Pandora

PAIRING: S/B
DISCLAIMER: Joss and other people own all.
DISTRIBUTION: Those who already have my permission, feel free. Anyone else, please let me know.
RATING: Strong R
SPOILERS: Anything up to and including the end of Crush is fair game.
REVIEW: That would be great!
SUMMARY: This is what happens after the disruptive phone call. grin
NOTES: Thoughts that aren't stated as such will be shown like this: [thoughts].
DEDICATION: To Trish, Jessa, Meredith, Doctor Strangelove, and Celyia, my bud.
Glaringly Obvious
Part 5

Ring... ring.... ring... The phone just kept ringing as Buffy stood there paralyzed by her overwhelming disappointment at being stopped at such a crucial moment. Finally, Spike asked her, "Slayer, are ya goin' t' answer that?"
Startled, she looked at him in shock and mumbled, "Yeah." She headed over to the phone, picked it up, and tersely said, "Hello?"
"Hey, Buffster!" Xander's jovial voice came through the phone line. "What's goin' on tonight? Anya and I are going out for pizza and we thought you might like to tag along. Wanna come with?"
Buffy held the phone to her ear for nearly a minute trying to keep her cool. She was about ready to tear Xander's head off for halting her sexual exploits, but then she remembered that he couldn't have known that he was being a hindrance to her fulfillment of her sexual appetite. There's no way he could have known that she was hungry for Spike. If he HAD known he was being an impediment to her burning need for sexual release, he WOULDN'T have been on the phone. He'd have been on her doorstep in a nanosecond. She took a deep breath and responded, "Thanks for the offer Xander, but I've kinda got something else in mind tonight." While she was saying those words she looked back at Spike's bare chest and couldn't keep herself from a sharp indrawn breath of desire at the sight. She couldn't stop staring at him and he looked very pleased at the reaction he was getting from her. [Cor, if she keeps lookin' at me like that, I'm goin' t' rip the phone from the wall and ravish her right here and now.]
"Buffy, what's wrong?" she faintly heard Xander's voice, but since she was quite fascinated by the sight in front of her, she paid him no mind. She absentmindedly set the phone back in its cradle, thereby hanging up on Xander, and headed straight for Spike's chest and his mouth. She knew she had to touch him again as soon as possible and nothing was going to stop her from doing just that.
After she had been kissing him for a short time, Spike tentatively pushed her back. He didn't want to lose the contact, but knew that they had to take care of the phone call problem before they went any further. She moaned with displeasure when she lost contact with his luscious lips and glared at him quite severely. He gulped at the look in her eyes, but knew he had to get the important message through to her. "Slayer, don't you think you should call the whelp back, so he doesn't come over 'ere and disturb us b'cause he thinks you're in trouble?"
It took a moment for those words to have an effect on Buffy, but when she finally realized what he had said, she jumped and ran to the phone screaming, "Oh no, oh no, oh no! Xander's going to rush over here right this sec, if I don't call him soon enough."
"Please still be there Xander, please be there," she chanted as she was dialing his number. "Answer the phone, Xan. Pick it up, c'mon pick it up," she begged while the phone was ringing. It had already rung four times and she just knew that soon there would be a frantic knock on the door from Xander, followed by Giles, and most likely Willow and her entire entourage, all of whom would be panicking. She could just imagine their faces if they saw Spike there. [Oh, I SO don't need this right now.]
After what seemed an eternity, the phone was finally answered, "Hello?"
"Oh, hi Anya. Is Xan still there?"
"Buffy, you really should not hang the phone up on people before you have finished your call. Xander tells me that doing that is rude," came Anya's always straightforward, but never requested, advice.
"Yes, Anya. I realize that and I'd like to apologize to him," she said with some exasperation in her tone. "Please, may I speak to him?"
"Yes, one moment, please." [Wow, I'm amazed! I'll have to congratulate Xan on the good job he is doing teaching Anya to act more like a civilized human being.]
A moment later Xander got back on the phone. "Hey Buff, what happened? You drop the phone or something?" he jokingly asked.
"Xander, I'm really sorry about that. I appreciate your offer of pizza, but I'll have to take you up on it later. I've got to take care of something tonight." [Yeah, I'm panting with need here, Xan. I wonder what he'd say if I actually said that? Oh, and I couldn't leave out the part of WHO I'm panting over. Oooh, it would be SO funny!]
"Okay, Buff. Hope you get finished what you have planned to do. I'll see you tomorrow." [Oh, I'll finish all right, Xan. I'll finish if I have to die doing it.]
"Night, Xan. Thanks again," Buffy said before hanging the phone up and sighing in relief. [NOW, I can get down to business.]
She turned from hanging the phone up and gazed at Spike speculatively. This time she was NOT going to be interrupted and decided to take the bull by its horns. Spike stood there not certain of her intentions. [She is SO beautiful. I want to take her right now, but I wonder what she's thinking?] He didn't want to make a move that would disturb her, so he impatiently waited for her to make the first move. He DIDN'T have long to wait.
Buffy started slowly sauntering toward him. She fixed her eyes on his and casually lifted the bottom of her shirt up, baring her abdomen. She saw his eyes follow her hands and smiled a bit. Then she lifted her shirt higher. She heard him take a sharp breath, [I wonder why vampires do that since they don't breathe?] and decided to go all the way. With one swift motion, she pulled her top over her head and stood there in front of him bare-chested.
Spike was stupefied. He had dreamed of this so many times, yet he wasn't prepared for her beauty. She was the most stunning creature on this earth. [Oh God! Yes, God, it's me. Thank you, thank you, thank you!] So many thoughts kept running through his head, but it didn't stop him from stepping forward to place his hands on her breasts. When he did so, he heard her take another sharp breath and this pleased him more than he thought possible.
"Buffy, you are so beautiful. I 'ave always thought ya were, but seein' you this way gives me a new appreciation of that beauty," he told her while caressing her breasts.
"Spike," she responded, her voice hoarse with desire. "I want you. I want you NOW."
"Oh god, Buffy. Do ya 'ave any idea what you're doin' t' me?" he said equally hoarsely.
When he said these words, she again pressed her body completely against his with her breasts touching his chest and kissed him deeper than she had ever kissed anyone before. She only broke the kiss when she needed to breathe and said simply, "Let's go upstairs." She grabbed his hand and pulled him with her towards the stairs.
Spike went along willingly. In fact, he was nearly running in anticipation, and tripped over his own two feet.
Buffy looked at him and smiled. "I know JUST how you feel. We can't get there soon enough for me."
[This can't be happenin'. It can't! But, I sure hope it is. What is goin' on? Why is she doin' this?]
Spike was amazed at the look in her eyes and the tone of her voice. He didn't want to get his hopes up, but he was certain he saw something besides lust there. It would be perfect if their first time together was when they both loved the other, but he knew he wouldn't stop this even if she hated his guts.
With both of them rushing at the speed of sound, it, of course, didn't take them long to reach her bedroom. Once there, Buffy turned and clutched Spike to her for all she was worth, kissing him again with so much need. When she came up for air, Spike couldn't resist the attraction of her breasts and bent slowly to take the tip of one into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around her nipple and smiled slightly as it hardened further, and Buffy gasped in obvious pleasure. [She really, REALLY wants me!] He still didn't completely believe this was really happening, but it was the best thing he had ever experienced in his entire existence and even if it was nothing but an elaborate fantasy, he was planning to enjoy every single second of it.
While he was paying attention to her breasts, he felt her warm hands trail down his abdomen. He knew where she was headed and he was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself. He wanted to give her pleasure, but she had no idea what she was doing to him. He had to think of something to keep his mind off of the coming explosion, and for some reason, his mind focused on Xander. That was enough to cool anyone's desires.
Buffy was impatient. She was so ready. She didn't want to wait, but it seemed that Spike had other ideas. She'd love to have the slow lovemaking another time, but now all she wanted was to feel him, to feel his coolness inside her hot body. She didn't know what to say to him. She didn't want to disappoint him, but she felt this urgent need. She wanted him so much, more than she ever thought it possible to want a man. She just decided to be up front with him, and tell him she wanted him right NOW, without waiting, but she found it was harder to get those words out than she thought.
"Hmmm, Spike. Spike..."
"Yes, Buffy."
"Spike, I... I.. want.." she tried, but the words just wouldn't come.
"Buffy, don't be shy. You can tell me anythin'," Spike tried to reassure her. He wasn't sure what was wrong, but he didn't want Buffy to be uncomfortable about anything.
"It's just. It's just, I... god, this is so hard to say!" Buffy cried out even while Spike continued to rain kisses down upon her breasts. "Well, I'm just going to say it. I know it will shock you, but I can't help feeling what I'm feeling."
Spike was concerned now. He had no idea what she was going to say, but considering their past, he had no doubt it wouldn't be a pleasant surprise for him. He was, therefore, quite surprised when he heard the actual words that came from her lips.
"Okay, Spike, what I said downstairs was true." He looked at her blankly, trying to remember what she meant. "When I said I want you now, that's exactly what I meant. I want you NOW. I don't want to wait. Let's just have sex, k? Next time we can take the whole make-love foreplay route."
[She said NEXT time. She's planning for us to do this more than once! Cor, I'm surprised I didn't faint. I thought I was giddy before, but she said there's goin' t' be another time!] It took awhile for these thoughts to completely register in Spike's brain, but once they did, he was game. He looked at her with such a smile of tenderness that it actually took her breath away. He kissed her as if she was the most important creature ever put on this earth (and to him, she was), and at the same time he started to undo her pants.
She quickly unzipped his and soon they were both divested of their remaining clothing. She gasped in shock at his size. For such a compact, well-muscled man, he sure hid a lot in his pants she thought. He was entranced by her beauty, and would have liked more time to explore it, but he knew she was ready, and he didn't honestly think he would make it much longer himself.
She grabbed his hand and lead him to the bed. She looked at him with a strange expression on her face, as if she was unsure. He hadn't planned to mention love to her again tonight, but he got the feeling that was the problem. She laid back on the bed and he climbed on above her, looked her straight in the eyes, and told her, "Buffy, I love you. This means more to me than anythin' you could ever imagine. You are givin' me a taste of heaven on earth." He then leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. His heart swelled with love for her and he would do anything to keep her safe and happy.
Buffy smiled at him and said, "Thank you, Spike. Thank you for always realizing the truth of the matter." Although she didn't say she loved him, these words pleased him greatly. She then reached up and pulled him down to her face, opening her mouth to his tongue. Their tongues battled while she slipped her hand lower. He groaned in sharp desire when she touched him. He could smell her arousal and knew she was ready for him, especially when she brought him to her opening. He looked at her to make sure it was ok, and when she smiled at him and said yes, he plunged himself into her.
They both gasped at the same time. She, from how big he was and he, from how tight she was. [Oh, god, she feels better than anythin' I've ever felt before. She's so small, so tight, and her muscles. WOW! I'm not goin' t' be able to hold to my control for long, but I wish I could hold on forever.]
[He's so big. Wow, it's amazing how good he feels. Damn, why did I never do this before? And he's so tender. I would have thought he'd have been rough, but this is SO much better.] She was beginning to feel something other than lust, but she couldn't identify what it was.
Spike and Buffy moved together slowly at first, then she started to move quicker. Spike knew she was close and he watched her face carefully. He was not about to miss the first time he saw HIS BUFFY have an orgasm. As it built up, he felt himself quickly losing control, but held fast to what little control he had left. As she climaxed, she screamed his name, "Spike!" This, in addition to the amazing feel of her body, excited him so much that he came immediately, screaming out her name.
They were both exhausted from their exertions and laid there together for awhile. Spike had never felt such pleasure from having sex before. He was enjoying the feel of her warm skin and the ability to hear her heartbeat directly from her chest. It made him feel alive. SHE made him feel alive.
Buffy was astonished at how good she felt. Even though this was supposed to have been a quickie, it was anything BUT. Spike was amazing. His stamina was amazing and she couldn't wait to find out what he was like in a longer session. She turned to look at him, and gazed into his beautiful blue eyes for a few minutes before speaking.
"Spike, I need to tell you something, but first, I just have to say that you are amazing in bed," she told him while looking him straight in the eyes. She was certain that he would have blushed if he could.
"Buffy, you are the one who is amazin'. You 'ave given me such a gift. Even though I know ya don't love me, you let me be as close to you as possible without also having your love. I will remember this night for the rest of my life no matter how long that is."
"Thank you for saying that," Buffy told him while blushing. "That is so wonderful to hear, and not something I ever thought I'd hear coming from you."
"Now, I really need to tell you something...." she hesitated for a moment and then plunged ahead with what she had to say. "Okay, Spike, this is hard for me to admit," she sheepishly began to tell him, "but you were right when you said there is something between us." When she said this she saw his eyes begin to twinkle.
"So, you admit I was right about that?" he queried.
"Yes, you were right. There is something between us. What it is, I don't know yet, but as soon as I do, I'll be sure to let you know," she told him with a smile on her face as she leaned in to kiss his beautiful lips. "I don't know why I hid from the truth for so long," she grinned, while impishly adding, "after all, it was... Glaringly Obvious."

~~The End~~