Title: Night activities

Author: Joy

Email: SleepingBeauty2@ziplip.com

A/N: Sorry for the delay…Life has truly sucked recently. Please review to make me happy.

#I have a general perception that this chapter should be a higher rating so I am splitting it in two with a warning on the second part of the chapter since I didn't want to raise the whole pieces rating.#

            Spike was listening to the ritual going on next door. All of his frustration lodged in his jaw as he waited for it to be over. Listening to the panting and growling was very hard for him to take, let alone not going over to rip the boy off of Dawn.

            Buffy entered the room hoping to get Spike to come down the hall and have some fun. All of his body was tense. Buffy sidled up next to him and sat on his lap. "You okay?' she whispered in his ear.

            "She's so young…she shouldn't have to…" Spike mumbled with tears in his eyes.

            Buffy looked scared and angry, "What happened to the NO SEX rule?"

            Spike held her loosely about the waist, "They aren't…but…"

            "But what?" Buffy said continuing to sound agitated.

            Spike's blue eyes wide, "She…She sounds…like you." He swallowed and closed his eyes, "The little noises you make when you're enjoying… And…she…she…came."

            She shook her head, "How? How could you know that?" Buffy stared at him as he continued to look down. "If they weren't having sex then how? Did…Did he do other things?"

            Spike stood up angrily removing her from his lap; "Yeah…He bit her, like he was supposed to. Buffy, you know damn well I can bring you with just a bite."

            "That doesn't explain why you seem to be so sure," she said with wide-eyed wonder.

            He had begun to pace, "She sounds like you…I mean a lot like you… And I can smell it… I was hoping that she wouldn't have to…I didn't want her to lose her innocence." Spike sat down next to Buffy again.

            Buffy wrapped an arm around Spike's middle and laid her head on his shoulder, "What's happening now?"

            Spike focused back on the wall, "Dawn asked Wolf to stay with her. Wolf just declined not wanting to upset you and me. I think Dawn is pouting or something because Wolf's resolve is wavering…Dawn's kissing him, that's why he was wavering. Wolf just firmly told her no, that he didn't want to show any disrespect." Spike smiled and slightly chuckled, "Couldn't ask for a better one, could I?"

            "Nope," Buffy said. "Let him stay," she whispered.

            "I think I need to… Dawn is sniffling, saying that it feels weird for him to want to leave after what just happened. Poor Wolf, he's trying to make her see he doesn't want to leave," Spike said. In a louder voice right against the wall that joined with Dawn's room he said, "Wolf…It's okay. You may stay. Kisses and cuddles are it though…This will not become a regular thing."

            "So did he hear you?" Buffy asked after a minute.

            "Yeah… Dawn is having a hell of a time explaining why she has a pair of men's silk boxers in her bag," Spike smirked.

            Buffy scolded him "Fix it. Tell him they're yours, that you gave them to Dawn because they were too Girly for you."

            "I don't think so. Dawn is going to have several things like this happen over the next while. She has to learn not to stumble over her tongue… There she did it… Gift from you to me that didn't work for me so we both gave them to her. Good job Dawn!" Spike said with a smile.

            "Alright Dead Boy Jr. Enough with the high drama. Time for bed," she said rubbing the back of his neck.

            "Hold this," Spike said handing Buffy the bag of goodies from Angel's trunk. Spike swooped Buffy up in his arms, bag and all, and carried her down the hall to their room.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

            "So, what'd ya steal?" Buffy asked trying to look in the bag as Spike set her down.

            "I keep the bag for now. You pick out something to wear," he answered.

            "What? I'd be overdressed with nothing on?" she teased as she quickly removed her clothing. Off came the silk top with nothing on underneath and with another quick gesture, she revealed long shapely legs and nothing else.

            Spike began to snarl and for a moment reached for her body but then stilled his hand. "Yes, Buffy," he said shifting features. "Magnificence unleashed is overdressed." Spike's human face returned and the eyestrain began so he would only look in Buffy's eyes and not at the rest of her. "I had a few plans for tonight… You naked right off the bat would lead to me ravishing you and not the fun I would like."

            Buffy sighed and crossed the room covering her breasts with her arms. A simple silk black night gown that ended at her mid thigh and black silk undies adorned her body when she returned to Spike, who had only removed his shirt and moved to the wall just left of their bed.

She was too focused on Spike to notice the four circles attached to the wall forming a square. He leaned Buffy against the wall kissing her neck and lips in a slow methodic pattern. He put their heads together and brought one of her hands to his lips. "You know," he kissed one of her knuckles, "I love you," working over to the next. Nipping at the rest of her knuckles, Spike opened her hand to kiss each fingertip. "I want," he sucked a finger in a little, "to make up," swirl his tongue around the digit, "for my stupidity," kissed the tip, "last year," flicked the tip with his tongue, "with the chains." Buffy's brain was mush from the simple action he was doing to her hand. "I promise I will give you a good memory, okay?" he questioned. She nodded and he smirked.

Fast as lightening, Spike clipped two chains to the wall and had one of Buffy's hands to the wall. "If you don't like this in five minutes, I'll stop," Spike whispered in her ear as the first of her hands were cuffed to the chain, his lips kissing her softly. "I want to erase that moment from our memories," he pled to an all too hot Buffy. He looked into her eyes and said, "I don't even want to think about being de-invited from your house. I don't want to think about what it cost me. Months I could have still sat with your mom, Nibblet hating me for a while, losing the little trust you did have in me. And then the idiotic choice to have the Bot made." He growled loudly with angry and sad tears in his eyes. "I hate myself for those times."

Buffy brought her free hand to his face and caressed it with a small smile, "We'll erase the memories." She took her hand away from his face and held it against the wall waiting for it to be cuffed.

Spike let the tears fall from his eyes. Buffy was letting him redeem himself from the real regret he felt for his actions. She knew from what Dawn had told her, Spike couldn't stand to be around Buffybot because every once in a while she would say something about his beautiful abs or what an amazing lover he was. He would leave immediately; because he was completely unable to deal with what he had had created and how wrong he was in what he wanted the Buffybot to be. He wanted Buffy. It could never be Buffy. "I'm sorry," he whispered to her.

"I know," she whispered back. "Let's make a new memory," kissing him.

TBC… Second part of this chapter is NC-17 now. The next part can be skipped with out lose of continuity.