IBuffy rolled her head in ecstasy. Spike was back. Her "enemy", her ally,
and for right now: her lover. "God, I love you." He whispered her in ear as
he kissed her neck. "And I love you." Buffy whispered back. Spike kissed
her lips then down her body, smiling at her as she let out groans of
pleasure. This was how it was supposed it be the two of them in love and
making to love to one another. Their bodies became drenched in sweat, as
their lovemaking grew more passionate. Buffy let out an exclamation as her
body was overtaken by her climax. "I love you, Spike. I love you! I love
you! I
Buffy awoke with a start. She'd done it again. She had dreamt of Spike and what they had once shared. 'How did I let him get to me like this?' She wondered and sighed. At least nobody but her knew about it. After all, she knew her friends wouldn't take kindly to her missing Spike let alone having passionate dreams about him. When will she ever learn not to get involved with those who were undead? "Probably never." She muttered out loud to nobody in particular. Spike had gotten into her system somehow and was stuck there. Not only that, Buffy feared, but straight into something far more significant. Buffy shook herself and rolled over, determined to fall asleep again. She was going to rid Spike from her mind if it was the last thing she did. Just then, she found that her nose was buried in Spike's duster, which she had accidentally left on her bed when she came home from patrol. More memories assaulted her and her body ached for him as it did every time she dreamt of the blonde vampire. Buffy drew in a shaky breath. She was obviously not going to get back to sleep that night. Sighing, she got up and donned her housecoat. Perhaps a cup of tea would soothe her. Encouraged by that thought, she went downstairs to the kitchen. Just as she reached the bottom of the stairs, she heard a creak. Her Slayer senses went on full alert. Thankfully, out of habit, she had a stake in her housecoat pocket. At that moment, it was in her hand and ready to go. Buffy's heart raced as she slowly moved into the kitchen looking every which way. Just then, she ran into a hard chest. Startled, she raised her stake and was just about to use it when she saw the person's face.
"Hello, love." Buffy nearly fainted as the sound of that familiar voice. "Spike?" she whispered, not yet able to believe it. "Good on you. Got it in one." He drawled and smiled at her. "You're back." Buffy could hardly contain her excitement. After all that time, he was finally back and within her reach. Buffy frowned as her traitorous heart leaped. "Yes, I'm back. Did you miss me?" Buffy looked her hands. "Maybe." She muttered, hoping Spike hadn't heard her. "Maybe?" He asked in disbelief. Buffy gave him her warning stare and he backed off. "To tell you the truth, Buffy I." he paused and took an unnecessary deep breath. "I-I missed you. A lot." Buffy found herself touched by Spike's tender confession. "Well I-I missed you too. We're even." She said, hoping she sounded more collected than she felt. Spike took a step towards her. "I was afraid of seeing you, Buffy. I was afraid that-" "I'd try to kill you?" She finished for him. Spike merely nodded. "I guess after.yeah, I can see that. But I'll have you know I wouldn't have." Spike stared her with a startled expression. Before he could speak again, Buffy held up her hand. "I wouldn't kill you because you've been a great help to my friends and I and you looked after Dawn all that time after I died and I'm grateful. You've become a friend to us. You're no longer the enemy." Spike gave her a smile, which Buffy thought made him look more gorgeous than ever. Shaking that thought, she just grinned back.
Spike gazed at the woman he loved. Man, was he ever glad he mustered up the nerve to see her. Just that smile of hers was reward enough. So, she hadn't confessed her undying love for him but that would come in time. He hoped. After all, he planned to seduce her and give her the romance just like he knew she deserved. After all, he didn't want to lose her again. "Well, sorry about bursting in on you like this. I'll be going so I don't wake anyone else." Buffy gently took his arm before he could get turn to leave. "Don't leave. Not again." She said softly. Spike turned around at the sound of the plea in her voice. "I-We, the Scoobies, need you here." Spike nodded and turned to leave once more. "Alright.I need you here." Spike smiled again and Buffy feared that her coveted control was going to snap and she'd give in to her desires. And with that, she turned, with her teacup in hand, and headed upstairs.
Buffy awoke with a start. She'd done it again. She had dreamt of Spike and what they had once shared. 'How did I let him get to me like this?' She wondered and sighed. At least nobody but her knew about it. After all, she knew her friends wouldn't take kindly to her missing Spike let alone having passionate dreams about him. When will she ever learn not to get involved with those who were undead? "Probably never." She muttered out loud to nobody in particular. Spike had gotten into her system somehow and was stuck there. Not only that, Buffy feared, but straight into something far more significant. Buffy shook herself and rolled over, determined to fall asleep again. She was going to rid Spike from her mind if it was the last thing she did. Just then, she found that her nose was buried in Spike's duster, which she had accidentally left on her bed when she came home from patrol. More memories assaulted her and her body ached for him as it did every time she dreamt of the blonde vampire. Buffy drew in a shaky breath. She was obviously not going to get back to sleep that night. Sighing, she got up and donned her housecoat. Perhaps a cup of tea would soothe her. Encouraged by that thought, she went downstairs to the kitchen. Just as she reached the bottom of the stairs, she heard a creak. Her Slayer senses went on full alert. Thankfully, out of habit, she had a stake in her housecoat pocket. At that moment, it was in her hand and ready to go. Buffy's heart raced as she slowly moved into the kitchen looking every which way. Just then, she ran into a hard chest. Startled, she raised her stake and was just about to use it when she saw the person's face.
"Hello, love." Buffy nearly fainted as the sound of that familiar voice. "Spike?" she whispered, not yet able to believe it. "Good on you. Got it in one." He drawled and smiled at her. "You're back." Buffy could hardly contain her excitement. After all that time, he was finally back and within her reach. Buffy frowned as her traitorous heart leaped. "Yes, I'm back. Did you miss me?" Buffy looked her hands. "Maybe." She muttered, hoping Spike hadn't heard her. "Maybe?" He asked in disbelief. Buffy gave him her warning stare and he backed off. "To tell you the truth, Buffy I." he paused and took an unnecessary deep breath. "I-I missed you. A lot." Buffy found herself touched by Spike's tender confession. "Well I-I missed you too. We're even." She said, hoping she sounded more collected than she felt. Spike took a step towards her. "I was afraid of seeing you, Buffy. I was afraid that-" "I'd try to kill you?" She finished for him. Spike merely nodded. "I guess after.yeah, I can see that. But I'll have you know I wouldn't have." Spike stared her with a startled expression. Before he could speak again, Buffy held up her hand. "I wouldn't kill you because you've been a great help to my friends and I and you looked after Dawn all that time after I died and I'm grateful. You've become a friend to us. You're no longer the enemy." Spike gave her a smile, which Buffy thought made him look more gorgeous than ever. Shaking that thought, she just grinned back.
Spike gazed at the woman he loved. Man, was he ever glad he mustered up the nerve to see her. Just that smile of hers was reward enough. So, she hadn't confessed her undying love for him but that would come in time. He hoped. After all, he planned to seduce her and give her the romance just like he knew she deserved. After all, he didn't want to lose her again. "Well, sorry about bursting in on you like this. I'll be going so I don't wake anyone else." Buffy gently took his arm before he could get turn to leave. "Don't leave. Not again." She said softly. Spike turned around at the sound of the plea in her voice. "I-We, the Scoobies, need you here." Spike nodded and turned to leave once more. "Alright.I need you here." Spike smiled again and Buffy feared that her coveted control was going to snap and she'd give in to her desires. And with that, she turned, with her teacup in hand, and headed upstairs.