Ok, there's another Alter in this one. His name's Aaron. The original's name is Adam, and there's a second alter in the mix called Archer. Archer is the vamp-demon, Aaron is the soul, Adam's just the person they decided to move into. Just so you know.



To email Adam/Archer/Aaron: gunrunshotgunx@hotmail.com



Also, later on? This is the one that gets R rated. But we DIDN'T go NC-- 17. I checked. No words that make for anything higher than a basic R movie...actually, PG-13, to be honest, but we're playing it safe.



Spike: *grins* Hey, luv. Nibblet had dinner.

Buffy: Did she actually eat, or did she just push the food around her plate?

Spike: I put up the left overs, and we watched Rudolph, before she went back upstairs.



Spike: I made her eat.

Buffy: You watched Rudolph? Really?

Spike: *chuckles* Yeah... She was tellin' me how you girls and your mum used to watch it every year... I melted.

Buffy: Ugh. I've always hated it. I hate chicken noodle soup, too, but mom always made it when I was sick.

Spike: *chuckles*

Spike: Well.. it was either that, or Charlie Brown, and... nevermind.

Buffy: Whatr?

Buffy: What, even.

Spike: *sighs* Remember when I was livin' with Harris?

Buffy: OH! He did his snoopy dance, didn't he?

Spike: Well, one time, when Willow was over, she was depressed, and he... Yeah.

Spike: Nearly made me choke.

Buffy: She likes it. It cheers her up.

Buffy: She didn't get a lot of Christmas at her place.

Spike: Yeah, I heard the stories.. I just.. Now I can't watch the Charlie Brown thing anymore, without cracking up, and I didn't want to have to explain why to Bit.

Buffy: *giggles* Ok, I can see that. But she laughs now, too, because he did it for us one year.

Spike: *nods* Yeah, but see, she still thinks I hate him, so.. that explaination would be embarrassin'.

Buffy: Ahhh.

Buffy: OK.

Buffy: Did you try the meatloaf?

Spike: *nods* Yeah. And I opened a can of green beans on the side... Wanted Bit to have a rounded meal.

Buffy: *sarcastic voice* I bet she just LOVED that.

Spike: *chuckles* Well... she, uh.. told me that it was a sweet thought, but she wasn't gonna eat it.

Buffy: *sighs* Did you make her?

Buffy: Please tell me she ate a few?

Spike: *nods* Actually, she wound up eatin' about half of 'em.

Buffy: *giggles* She always forgets that she likes them. That's why they're the only veggie in the house. Once I get her to take a bite, the battle'

Buffy: battle's won.

Buffy: Did you see? The posting on ff.net got a few reviews.

Spike: *cocks head* Hmm. I only saw two.

Spike: Is there more?

Buffy: There's a new one.

Spike: Are there more, even.

Buffy: It made TL laugh.

Spike: *shrugs* I'm gonna go look then.. can't hurt.

Buffy: 'kay

Spike: *grins* OH! msu. She's one of Tiger's friends.

Buffy: Huh. Ok, that makes sence, since it's the only review actually addressed to US. *grumbles*

Spike: *laughs* I've talked to her before. It is nice to see she remembered me.

Spike: *smiles* So, what would you like to do now?

Buffy: *sighs and flops down on the couch* Well, first I'm taking off my shoes. They're KILLING me.

Spike: *smiles* Want a foot rub, luv?

Buffy: *raises an eyebrow* What do I have to do in exchange? I'm kinda lacking in energy tonight.

Spike: *smiles* Grace me with your company?

Buffy: *grins* Deal. And only a little less than I was actually hoping for.

Spike: *cocks head* Oh? Care to tell me what you WERE hopin' for?

Buffy: *grins* Nope. Too late.

Buffy: *shakes head and sits sideways on the couch, legs stretched out and grins up at him, giggling* We'll just have to wait and see if it comes up later.

Spike: *raised eyebrow, pulls one of her feet into his lap, begins rubbing her foot gently* Sure you don't feel like hintin'?

Buffy: *shakes head, still grinning, then suddenly closes her eyes and sighs* Oh. Right there. Ow.

Spike: *keeps rubbing gently, bringing the other hand into it too* Why not?

Buffy: Not now. Aron just came in. *points at him*

Spike: *glances* Yeah. He's been around for a bit. When did you invite him in?

Buffy: I didn't. It was probably Dawn.

Spike: *sighs* Yeah.

Buffy: He's talking about either you or Angel. And he's glaring at me. *pouts*

Spike: *small growl in his direction*

Buffy: I'm gonna ad him into this conversation, because the two windows are driving me batty.

Spike: Tell him I like him, but that he should leave you alone.

Spike: Okay.



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Spike: Hey, Aaron.

Buffy: *sighs* What about Angelus?

Aaron: *spike leans against the door frame* if you dont want me round slayer ask spike i told him first

Buffy: *drops her head against the couch arm* Again with the cryptic.

Spike: *ducks head* It's just something about there bein' two of the fanged four back. He thinks that means Angelus and Darla.

Buffy: Y'know, I STOPPED dating the cryptic vamp. I don't need another.

Buffy: Two of the four fanged. Should I know what that means?

Aaron: *smirks* just like my brother*nods* Angelus for sure

Spike: *sighs* Fanged four. Me, Dru, Darla, Angelus.

Buffy: *sighs* I thought Aron STAKED Dru. *glares at him*

Spike: He did.

Spike: S'why he thinks it's Angelus and Darla.

Buffy: And Darla's dust. So, since Angel's in LA, and you're here, how do we have two back?

Spike: Darla's already come back once.

Spike: Or.. twice.. depending on how you look at it.

Aaron: *Growls* it says Angelus and his Sire...AKA Darla...that bint has more lives then a cat thats how

Spike: *small chuckle*

Buffy: *quietly* I know she did. *pulls her feet from him and tucks them under her,* *looks up* What says?

Aaron: *shrugs* one of the watcher's books

Spike: *sighs* Those things again.

Buffy: have I mentioned how much I DON'T like those?

Spike: Not to fond of 'em myself.

Aaron: *grunts* no one likes them

Buffy: *overly perky* The watchers seem pretty attached to them

Aaron: *looks at her scared* ok what ever you say

Spike: *snorts* As a rule, I don't like anythign who's initals spell C O W.

Buffy: *rolls her eyes at Spike* WHy do you do that?

Aaron: *chuckles* Cow....

Spike: That's why. It's funny.

Buffy: *looks at aron oddly* Nevermind.

Aaron: *grins* its a vampire thing slayer

Buffy: I'm assumin;

Buffy: Ok, so what exactly is it that's supposed to happen?

Buffy: Them sleeping together won't make him lose his soul. We already know this.

Spike: *leans back, listening*

Buffy: *quietly* We know it as a stone cold fact

Aaron: *Looks at the floor* Liam gets another happy...brings Darla back and .....then they come after you

Buffy: *eyes widen* How? I'm not...

Buffy: Oh.

Spike: *growls*

Buffy: Cordy.

Aaron: *nods* yep the cheerleader

Spike: AARON!

Buffy: *eyes close* Oh.

Spike: Hell. Be considerate here.

Buffy: *gets up and goes to the kitchen*

Aaron: *frowns* sorry...no other way to put it

Spike: Aaron... *sighs* You couldn't be a LITTLE more gentle... I'll be back. *gets up and follows Buffy*

Aaron: *Leans against the wall and bangs his head against it a few times"idiot

Aaron: *waits in a chair by the door for spike and buffy to come back in*





Buffy: *slams around in the kitchen, looking for something*

Spike: Want a stake?

Buffy: *shakes head* No. *leans on the counter for a minute, then slids to the floor and covers her face, trying not to cry loud enough for aron to hear*

Spike: *moves over, crouching down next to her and pulling her into his arms* Shhh... *rubs her back gently*

Buffy: *sniffles* He left me because he couldn't be with me. Then he...*sniffles again* He goes out and finds smoeone else? He wasn't supposed to be able to DO That! 'one girl in 245 years'! That's what he said...*colapses into tears again and draws her knees up, buring her head*

Spike: *holds her close, nuzzling his face into her hair* I know.. I know how it hurts...

Buffy: *sniffles again* It's not like we're still bonded. And I don't want him to be miserable. But he's not supposed to go and..and I can't FACE Angelus again, SPike! I can't kill him again...

Spike: *nuzzles her* I know, luv... This isn't written in stone.. Aaron's been wrong before.

Buffy: *sniffles* You'd better go back out there. *wipes her eyes* He's probably getting restless, and I don't want Danw coming down to find some strange vamp in her house.

Spike: I'm not leaving you like this.

Buffy: *sniffles again and points at the door* Go. Please? I just need to be alone for a minute or two. *puts a hand to his cheek and leans forward, resting her forehead against his* I'll be right out, ok?

Spike: *bumps noses gently* Okay.. alright. But I'm gonna get rid of him, is that okay?

Buffy: *nods* Ok.

Spike: *squeezes her one more time before getting up and leaving*

Buffy: *watches him go and then curls back into a ball, still snifling, but not crying.*

Spike: *sticks his head back in* He's gone, luv.

Buffy: OK.

Buffy: *stands up and comes back out, flopping onto the couch* What did you say to him? *wipes eyes again*

Spike: *shrugs* Nothin'. I came back, and he'd left already.

Spike: *sits on the couch near her* Want to get back to that foot rub, luv?

Buffy: Yeah. *sniffles again stretches her feet out, but stares past him at the wall, absently*

Spike: *starts rubbing her foot again* I'm sorry, luv... I know this is bad... I don't think it's gonna happen, if that helps. S'probably one of those fake things.

Buffy: *nods absently*

Spike: *gives a small sympathetic sound* God, luv... We shoudln't have let him in. We were gonna have a good night, before this.. Now we're both depressed.

Buffy: He lied to me, didn't he? *eyes suddenly focus on Spike* Angel. He'd loved someone before, too, didn't he?

Spike: *blinks* Uh.. not that I know of.

Spike: Unless you count Darla. *shrugs* But I don't think he loved her. Sire bond, yeah, but didn't love her.

Buffy: I mean when he was human.

Buffy: Or even, when he got his soul? Because...otherwise...how did he fall out of love with me so fast? He lost his soul. We know he loved me. I just didn't know...*sniffles again and wipes her eyes* Is it that easy to get over me?

Buffy: Aron's knocking on the door.

Spike: There are two a's. It's Aaron.

Spike: *sighs* Do you want me to tell him to go away?

Buffy: *sighs* No. We have to let him in, and you know it.



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Spike: *sighs*

Spike: Am I still allowed to answer your last question with him here, luv?

Buffy: Yeah

Aaron: *frowns* i can go if you wnat

Spike: If Buffy wants you to go, you go. I'm not the issue here.

Buffy: *glares* Why, no, please, stay and trample on my emotions some more. *sighs* If you have something useful to say, do it.

Aaron: *shrugs* guess i'm gone then*looks at spike* later mate

Spike: And luv? If it was easy to get over you... would I still have one hundred and forty seven candles im my chest in the basement?

Spike: Bye, Aaron. *sighs* Thanks, but no thanks.



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Buffy: *wehispers* I was really rude. *sighs* Next time you see him, tell him I'm sorry?

Spike: *nods* Yeah... I wasn't exactly nice, either. *keeps rubbing her foot* I'm really sorry, luv. I want to rewind this night and start over. We had a good beginnin'.

Buffy: *sniffles* Just keep doing that, and I'll be ok. *shifts a little* So, the meatloaf was good? Or did you gag on it? You never told me.

Spike: *small smile* I loved it. Dawn did too.

Buffy: *grins and sniffles at the same time* You did? You liked it?

Buffy: It was better than the other one I used to make?

Spike: *smiles* Luv, no offence, but anything is better than a meatLOG.

Buffy: *glares* You could have put that so many other ways.

Spike: *sheepish look* Sorry.. I was attempting and failing at humor.

Buffy: *sighs and looks at him, and then at the couch* You know what?

Spike: *shrugs* No.. what?

Buffy: *pulls her legs under her and switches place with her feet, settling in his lap* We were too far away. *nuzzles into his chest and sighs* Much better.

Spike: *small smile, puts his arms around her* Yeah.

Spike: Any chance at all of gettin' floaty feelin's tonight, luv? I'm gonna offer an 'anything you want' again.

Buffy: *grins and looks up at him* Yeah? *pouts* I don't HAVE any scratches this time, though...

Spike: *chuckles softly* Well... Anything means anything, you know.

Spike: *nuzzles her* And we do have all night...

Buffy: *sighs* Suddenly in a much better mood.

Spike: *purrs*

Buffy: But I'm tired of making the first move. *glares up at him* So, if somethin' happens tonight, it'll be because you did it. *grins and giggles a little* Not that I'm challenging you, or anything.

Spike: Oh, of course. Cause that was more of an invitation. *chuckles*

Spike: So, first I'd like to know what you were thinkin' of earlier, before all this started.

Buffy: Hmm? *lifts her head from his chest and frowns up at him* What?

Spike: When I said earlier that all I wanted in payback for givin' you a footrub was for you to 'grace me with your company', you said 'a little less than I was thinking'. I want to know what you were thinking.

Buffy: Oh. *giggles* And here I thought you'd have forgotten that.

Spike: Vampires have really good memories. *grins* Tell me.

Buffy: *sighs* Fine. I was just figuring that if you gave me a footrub, you'd want one back. *smiles* Cute feet, remember? *snuggles bck in* But it's too late now. I'm not moving from this spot unless there's a really good incentive.

Spike: *chuckles* Hmm. Sounds good. *nuzzles her, one hand rubbing her side gently* But you'd probably start ticklin' me.

Buffy: I would not! I know the difference between tickling and massaging.

Spike: I know. I didn't mean that you'd do it accidentally. *small chuckle* You've been nearly sadistic concernin' that lately. Not that I really mind, but still. *shrugs, gently kisses her temple*

Buffy: I wouldn't. *pouts* Not if you'd given your feet over willingly and was trusting me.

Spike: Aw, luv... I do trust you. You know that.

Buffy: Right. So I wouldn't

Spike: *purrs louder, nuzzles her gently* I know. I was just playin' by suggestin' you would, luv.

Spike: *small chuckle* I guess I still need to learn when I can joke with you and when I can't.

Buffy: Hmm?

Spike: *shrugs* I was just sayin' that I was playin' with you when I suggested that you'd tickle me, and you got all defensive, so I apparently haven't learned when I can joke with you and when I can't.

Buffy: Oh. *snuggles closer* Don't worry about it. Doesn't matter. But, see the hand on my back?

Spike: *small nod, starts rubbing a little* Yeah.

Buffy: *smiles* See? I didn't even have to ask. You know me better than you think. *sighs and nuzzles his chest.*

Spike: *moves the hand to rub at the small of her back* I seem to remember you likin' this.

Buffy: *hums and tilts her head back, eyes still closed* Yes, I really, really do.

Spike: *smiles, leans forward and bumps noses with her lovingly* Good.

Spike: *rubs up her spine gently, then back down to the small of her back again, making small circles*

Buffy: *leans her head forward and touches her forehead to his* How's the floaty feeling?

Spike: *smiles* Gettin' here, slowly.

Spike: *takes the other hand and begins rubbing the back of her neck*

Buffy: *hums again* OK. Well, at the moment *I'M* floating...

Spike: *smiles* Good. I'll probably be joinin' you shortly.

Buffy: 'kay. *snuggles in closer and smiles, shifting her legs a little

Spike: *purrs softly, nuzzles her, keeps up his rubbing* I love you.

Buffy: *sighs and nuzzles back* hmm. Love you too. *gasps as his hand touches a sore spot, but doesn't move*

Spike: *blinks* Did I hurt you?

Buffy: Don't worry about it. *nuzzles his chest and mumbles into his shirt* You stopped. Why'd you stop?

Spike: *small chuckle, starts rubbing with both hands again* Thought I'd hurt you, luv... Didn't want to make it worse.

Buffy: *shakes head* Just sore. Happens. *sighs and slips down a little, resting her head over his heart* Can't remember the last time I wasn't, actually. SOmething always hurts. So don't worry about it. Hazard of the job.

Spike: *quietly, still rubbing* I wish I had one for you...

Spike: A heartbeat, I mean...

Buffy: Hmm? *frowns* Why'd you say that?

Spike: *small sigh* You're there, and you should be able to hear it... And there's nothing...

Spike: Like.. the Tin Man.

Buffy: *turns her head and looks at his chest for a minute. Then leans in and kisses the spot* Oh. I didn't...*looks up at him* You know, if it did beat, I'd never have met you. And the one time I had a guy who had one that was fully functional, he was...*sighs* Can we just say I'd rather the non-functional one, and leave it alone?

Spike: *small smile* I still wish I had one... Cause then I'd know that it was only beatin' for you, anyway.

Buffy: *looks up at him for a minute, then stretches up and lightly brushes her lips against his*

Spike: *small smile* *quietly* What was that for?

Spike: Luv?

Buffy: *just looks and him and smiles*

Spike: *cocks head slightly, smiling softly* What was that for?

Buffy: *shakes her head and snuggles back into his chest*

Spike: *nuzzles against the top of her head* Okay. I can do quiet... I've had practice.

Buffy: *smiles and nuzzles closer* 'Kay. *sighs and looks up again* You don't even know you do it, do you?

Spike: *cocks head slightly* Do what?

Buffy: Riley used to work so hard at it, and you do it without even thinking.

Buffy: *smiles and stretches up, lightly kissing him again* You melt me. *slips back down and snuggles in, nuzzlinghis chest*

Spike: *begins purring softly* Really... And all this time, I'd been thinkin' that it was you who melted me.

Buffy: *looks up at him again* See? You don't even notice. Closes her eyes and sighs* You never realize you're doing it.

Spike: *smiles, rests his head atop hers* Well, I hope I'm doin' a good job, for somethin' that I'm unaware of.

Buffy: *hums and nods, burrowing into his chest*

Spike: *purrs louder, nuzzling, starts rubbing her lower back again*

Buffy: You're purring

Spike: *chuckles* Yeah.. Cuddling got me started.

Buffy: Hmmm. It's nice. I've mentioned that, right? *hums again and sighs*

Spike: *smiles, nuzzles her again* Yeah.. so's the humming.

Buffy: *frowns* I'm huming?

Spike: *small chuckle* Yeah.

Spike: Or, you did, when I did this.. *rubs her back again*

Buffy: *hums and snuggles, curling her legs up*

Buffy: I did?

Spike: Just did it again.

Spike: *small chuckle* I'm gonna have to get a tape recorder.

Buffy: *sigh* 'Kay. I believe you.

Spike: *smiles* Luv?

Buffy: Hmm?

Spike: Would you like to go upstairs? I kinda want to lay down. *grins* M'offerin' a tummy rub.

Buffy: *smiles* Then yse. *looks up at him* I hafta get up for that, don't I?

Spike: *small chuckle* No. I'll carry you.

Buffy: *snuggles in* Oh, Even better. Tummy rub and being held. Yay me.

Spike: *smiles, stands up, scooping her into his arms and heading upstairs* Please keep your hands and arms next to the vampire at all times, and enjoy your trip.

Buffy: *Giggles*

Spike: There... *places her on the bed* Be right back, ok?

Buffy: 'kay.

Spike: *comes into the room and flops on the bed, making Buffy bounce a little* Hi!

Buffy: *rolls to face him and smiles* Hey.

Spike: *grins* So... now what?

Buffy: *frowns at him* I was promised a tummy rub.

Spike: *grins* Ohhh yeaaahh. I forgot.

Spike: *chuckles*

Spike: I'm kiddin'.

Spike: C'mere. *gently pulls her to him, moves to slide his hand up her shirt, rubbing her stomach gently* Like this?

Buffy: *hums and arches into his hands a little* Yes. Just. Like. That.

Spike: *smiles*

Buffy: *eyes close and she leans back against him* Really, really nice.

Spike: *starts purring quietly, keeps rubbing, paying special attention to the sensitive spot just above her bellybutton*

Buffy: *breathes out soflty and leans back into him, idly running a finger up and down his arm* Warm. That's the word I was looking for.

Spike: *smiles* A word to describe... what, exactly?

Buffy: This. *waves at his hand* That's what this makes me feel like. Warm. Deep warmth.

Spike: *purrs a little louder* That's a nice feelin'.

Buffy: Hmmm.

Spike: *starts nuzzling against the back of her neck gently* My nose is cold...

Buffy: *smiles* YOU'R cold. You're a vampire.

Buffy: *snuggles back into him a little* Though, not as much tonight.

Buffy: And I happen to like the cold.

Buffy: *hums a little* Cools me off.

Spike: *small chuckle* I thought you liked it when I was all... 'toasty warm', as you put it.

Buffy: I like MAKING you toasty warm. I like that you don't get me all overheated.

Spike: You realize I could take that as an insult, right? *playfully*

Buffy: *giggles* Not what I meant and you know it.

Buffy: *sighs* Riley used to get me all hot. It was uncomfortable. Like I was in a furnace.

Buffy: I think Angel spoiled me. First time: With a vamp. Too late to go back to human guys. Too hot. And sweaty. And...panty.

Buffy: *snuggles closer* And they bumble around, without a single clue what they're doing.

Spike: *chuckles* Might be hard to believe, luv... but I haven't always been the.. 'panther' that I am now.

Buffy: Probably not. BUt that's the point.

Buffy: Want you now.

Buffy: *sighs again* LIke I said. Spoiled.

Spike: *small chuckle* The feelin's mutual, luv.

Buffy: If I went after a human guy at this point, which I'm NOT gonna, he'd probably have to be Giles' age. *shrugs* Not Giles, but his age. *smiles again* At least, I think Olivia was pretty happy.

Spike: *groans* Oh, don't remind me... I was in that HOUSE part of the time, you know. With my hearing.

Buffy: *giggles* But I'm right, aren't I?

Buffy: *sighs* I'm ruined for normal guys my age I can grow old with. Besides...*snuggles a little closer* It's not like I'm gonna grow that old to begin with. So, I'll stick with what I like. *runs her hand along his arm again.* Nice and cool. Strong. Sweet. Caring. And I don't have to bail him out in a fight. *sarcastic voice.* Gee, what could I POSSIBLY see in you?

Buffy: *whispers* Plus, I love you. Which was my downfall. Really. Vampire Slayer, two vamps.

Buffy: *sighs* I don't even want to know how the council will remember me.

Buffy: *giggles* Though, I'm sure they'll be shocked. Which is good. I like 'ta shock.

Spike: *small chuckle, slightly pained sounding*

Buffy: *frowns* What's wrong? *eyes open* THe purring stopped.

Spike: Sorry. I.. I started wonderin' what I'm gonna do when.. when you.. all of you, are gone, and I'm still.. here.

Buffy: *turns over and frowns at him* Oh. *eyes close* *leans her forehead against his chest* Oh. I guess Angel spoiled me in more ways than one.

Spike: *glances at her* How so?

Buffy: Angel always said that when I was gone, he'd be...*takes a deep breath* He'd be on my grave the next morning. It...that hurt to think about, so I didn't. WHen you...I assumed, so I didn't think about it, again. Because, again...hurts, you know? So...

Buffy: I'm sorry. It...I've always kinda tried to not think about that, because of that. It hurt to know that when I died, I'd be taking someone with me.

Spike: *quietly* I almost did that the first time.

Buffy: *looks up at him and blinks a few tears away* I know.

Buffy: But you promised to take care of dawn.

Buffy: She told me.

Spike: *nods* Yeah... I wouldn't let anyone near you for hours... I even bit Rupert's hand... Didn't even remember it later.

Spike: *quietly* I do remember carryin' you.. your body back to the house.

Buffy: Can we...can we change the subject?

Spike: *blinks rapidly* Yeah... I'm so sorry, luv... *sighs* No chance for the floaty feelin' now. I killed it.

Buffy: *grins a bit* No chance? You have NO faith. *giggles and rolls him on his back, straddling him* So, I was thinking. We've done cuddling, and massages. But we skipped a step.

Spike: *cocks head* What are you doin'?

Buffy: I mean, looking at this from an objective view, we're going out of order.

Buffy: It's supposed to be dating, which I think we can agree is not really either of our styles. Then cuddling. Then making out. THEN massages. We skipped a step. *leans down so her breath brushes his lips* I think we should fix that.

Spike: *purrs softly* Mmm. Good idea... *reaches up, putting his hand to the back of her head and pressing his lips to hers*

Buffy: Hmm...*opens her mouth a little, shifting on him so her knees cradle his hips*

Spike: *one hand slides up and down her back, allows his tongue to play across her lips, a small growling sound escaping him*

Buffy: *Whimpers at the growl and opens her mouth a little more, letting her tongue brush his. One hand combs through his hair*

Spike: *purrs loudly, pushing up toward her, softly growling again, his cool tongue dueling with her warm one slowly, eyes closed*

Buffy: *hums and tightens her legs around him, sliding her tongue into his mouth. Brings the other hand up and slids it down his arm and up again, sliping under his shoulder and holding tight*

Spike: *breaks back for a moment to let her breathe, then moves in, bolder, feircer than before, growling softly under the purr, moving against her*

Buffy: *whimpers again and pushes against him, letting her legs straighten along his and her upper body to slid down a little*

Spike: *uses the arm around her back to pull her flush against him, arches slightly to increase the contact, mouth still capturing hers in passion*

Buffy: *moans and pulls back to breathe, resting her forehead on his, eyes closed*

Spike: *touches noses, breathing slightly, vampire version of panting* *very quietly* Think.. we're back in the right order now?

Buffy: *nods, still panting* Yes. Definitly *openes eyes* Hows the floaty feeling?

Spike: *opens eyes halfway, smiles* Oh, it's here... It brought a friend, too, but it's here.

Buffy: *giggles and shifts on him* I can feel the friend. He's very nice *lowers her mouth again, whispering against his lips* Seems to like me.

Spike: *low chuckle* Yeah... I noticed.

Buffy: *openes her mouth and attacks his, sliding her tongue between his lips*

Spike: *growls softly, responds instantly, moving against her as he does, one hand sliding up and down her back*

Buffy: *breaks away for a second* Told you I could get it back. *pants for a second then presses her lips against his again, sliding herself down and up a little and moving both her hands into his hair*

Spike: *small groan* Oohh. Luv.. I wouldn't move like that, if I were you... *nuzzles into her hands, purring loudly*

Buffy: *bits his bottom lip and hums* Why not?

Spike: *makes a humming sound of his own, without even knowing it* Cause... Well.. We're gonna have to... change the sheets again, you know.

Buffy: Hmm? *nibbles at his lips and then slips her tongue into his mouth* *hums, but doesn't stop to talk*

Spike: *growls softly again, and not one of anger, uses his hands to slide his body up a little, into a position with more leverage, meeting her mouth eagerly*

Buffy: *lifts off him for a second and breaks away, panting and staring down at him* Unless you want to stop. *eyes focus on his mouth, and then back on his eyes*

Spike: *blinks slowly, unnessisary breath hitching slightly* I.. I don't know... I want... and.. *looks slightly confused under the wanting*

Buffy: *leans down and rests her forehead against his, rubbing their noses together* Hence, me stopping. If you don't want to, we don't. *closes her eyes and lays back down on him, brining her hands back up to his hair, but not moving her head.* Don't. Rush. I don't want you pulling an Angelus or a Parker on me in the morning.

Spike: *certainty* I.. I wouldn't, Buffy... I've never left after. You know that. *closes his eyes, a single tear sliding down his cheek at the action, pushes his head into her hands, purrs softly*

Spike: I'm.. I'm sorry.

Buffy: *takes a deep breath* No?

Buffy: *opens her eyes and watches the tear, bringing her thumb to catch it*

Spike: *blinks slowly* I want to. I really want to... And I have no doubt that you're already aware of that... I just. I don't know.. *looks confused again* I.. this'll sound really stupid.

Buffy: *sighs and shakes her head a little, but doesn't move her forehead from his* Not even an issue.

Spike: *sighs* I almost feel as if... Like, when we do.. It'll be the first time. I mean, really, the first time. I almost feel as if I'm a virgin again... And I'm scared, and unsure... and feel stupid to be sayin' this outloud.

Buffy: *nuzzles his nose* Not stupid. But you're not a virgin, and however you feel right now, whether we do this tonight or not, I think we both know that you won't feel like one for long. *smiles* Which is just as well. Did you know that Riley WAS a virgin? I mean, really.

Spike: *raised eyebrow* Really. That explains a bit.

Buffy: *giggles* You have NO Idea. *frowns down at him* You don't...litteraly feel like a virgin again, do you?

Spike: *soft chuckle* I'm talkin' emotionally, luv.. Beleive me. I know what to do.

Buffy: *smiles* Just checking.

Spike: I got a soul, I didn't lose my memory.

Buffy: *bites lip* Good. I happen to be a big fan of your expertise *lowers her mouth so when she talks, he can feel it against his lips* So, no...*shifts against him a bit* tonight. DOes that mean we have to stop kissing?

Spike: *small smile* Couple of minutes break?

Buffy: *nods and pulls back* 'kay. *looks down at them and then back up, smiling* Need me to move?

Spike: *chuckles* Would prefer not. In fact, your not moving would probably be the best thing.

Spike: *soft laugh* I think I know how you were feelin' a couple of nights ago.

Buffy: Ah. OK. *sighs and rests their heads together again* Can I just stay like this?

Spike: *smiles softly* Yeah.. *brings one hand up to rub her back lazily* You know, it's probably best that we don't tonight... Nibblet is in the next room. *playful grin* And I know how noisy you get.

Buffy: *frowns down at him* I can be quiet!

Spike: *raised eyebrow*

Buffy: I can!

Spike: *soft snort, another grin* Not around me, you can't.

Buffy: I am NOT that loud! *bites lip* Am I?

Spike: *smiles* I've never complained... But you gotta remember, luv... I have better than normal hearin'.

Buffy: *oflty* How loud?

Spike: *smiles* Depends.

Buffy: *glares* Straight answer: How loud?

Spike: *small shrug* Once, I'm pretty sure that only dogs, dolphins, and me could hear you.

Buffy: *whimpers and bounces a little* That's not an answer! How loud do I get?

Spike: *moans* Buffy... ow.

Buffy: Oh. Sorry. Sorry...*frowns* Wait...ow? Why ow?

Spike: *small pained chuckle* Cause, I don't bend there.

Buffy: Oh. *bites lip and raises up, repositioning so she's above him* *slids down* *grins* better?

Spike: *slightly moaning chuckle* Yeah.. I think.

Buffy: *shifts again and giggles* Now, answer the question. How...*twists her hips* Loud?

Spike: *moans again* Bufffffy... How am I supposed to answer that? You don't come with a volume setting.

Buffy: *grins* Just go with the average. *twists her hips again*

Spike: *deep moan, squeezes eyes closed for a moment* Scaaale of one to ten?

Spike: That's cheating, by the way.

Buffy: Scale. Yeah. That works. *giggles* And I've told you before, since there aren't any rules...*shifts again* I can't be cheating

Spike: *pathetic sounding moan, squirms a little* Average'd be around a... seven..

Buffy: *stops moving, eyes get wide* *voice squeaks* Seven? Really?

Buffy: Wow.

Spike: *small shrug* That's the average.

Buffy: *giggles and bumps his nose* And Riley always said I was quiet as a mouse. Dawn never had a clue he was even here until the morning.

Spike: *small grin* Well.. that's quite a complement you've just given me, luv.

Buffy: *grins down at him* Yeah? Well, so's this. *twists her hips again, squirming a bit*

Buffy: *giggles* That IS because of me, right?

Spike: *loud moaning purr* Oohhhh. Do you see anyone else inthe room? Of course it's you.

Buffy: *shrugs* Could be thikin' about somethin' else.

Spike: And.. I'm seriously considerin' MAKING rules... so I'll know when you're cheating.

Spike: Oh please. That does not work. The only thing I could think about that might cause this is you.

Buffy: A girl likes to know. *wriggles a little

Buffy: What fun are rules?

Buffy: Besides, I always break 'em. How many Slayers have you met that sleep with the undead?

Buffy: Throw swords at COuncil members? *giggles* Rules like that aren't really my area.

Spike: *small chuckle* Well. You've been cheatin' like THIS for over a year now.

Buffy: No rules *squirms* Not cheating.

Spike: *feral grin* Remember when you were invisible?

Buffy: That wasn't cheating, per se.

Spike: *raised eyebrow*

Buffy: It wasn't! And you can't tell me it wasn't fun.

Spike: And I quote: "I told you to stop trying to SEE me..."

Buffy: *giggles* So?

Spike: Well.. You're right. I can't.. ANd I STILL think what you tried to pull when Harris came in was just... *shakes head slightly* Wrong.

Buffy: *giggles* Ok. If it was so wrong, then I should move, huh? I mean, we don't want me to break any more 'rules'. So, I'll just get up, and you can go back downstairs, and we can spend the rest of the evening in our seperate corners. *twists her hips agian, pushing a little* Would that be better?

Spike: *groans, eyes squeezing shut for a moment, arching against her* Nooo... That would not be better...

Buffy: *leans down, whispers against his lips* You sure? *wriggles a bit again*

Spike: *moans* Yeeaah... *gives her a little grin* You're not helping me calm down, luv...

Spike: You're not a cheater. You're a bloody tease.

Spike: *above was said playfully*

Buffy: *bites lip and whispers again* I can fix that, I think...*starts a gentle rocking motion, sliding in small circles*

Spike: *moans deeply* Oohhhh. Buffy.. Do you... really.. ahh.. *purrs deep and loud*

Buffy: Do I really what? *keeps rocking, leaning her head against his again and nuzzling his nose*

Spike: *moan mixes with the purr* N.. nevermind... *bucks up against her a little*

Buffy: No, you were gonna say something. I'm SURE it was important. What was it? *pushes against him a little harder and deepens the rocking*

Spike: *groans deeply, eyes close for a moment, then reopen, fixed on hers* Gonna... say... do you.. really want to... do this..? But... you.. kinda... already.. answered.. meee..oohhhhh. *arches against her repeatedly*

Buffy: *giggles* I did, didn't I? *bites her lip and keeps rocking, breathing against his lips* I'm not hurting you, am I? *grins*

Spike: *slightly louder moan, and a slight headshake in lue of talking, arches against her in rythem with her rocking, purring getting progressively louder, building toward a cresendo*

Buffy: *giggles again* oooh. Purring. ANd speechless. Go me. *keeps rocking and pushes down harder, arching above him for leverage, propping herself up on her arms.* *flips her hair and lets it hang down over her shoulder, closiing her eyes in concentration and dropping her head* *smiles* Wow. Forgot how...wow. *eyes open and she grins* And it fit, right?

Spike: *growls underneath the purring, only thing he can do in agreement, eyes close, begins moving faster, purr still getting louder*

Buffy: Shh! *stops moving for a minute and glances at the wall* Dawn!

Spike: *does his best to be quiet, almost trembling with the effort*

Buffy: *looks back down at him* Ok now?

Spike: *shudders for a moment, biting his lip, purring starting to quiet again.* *slight nod*

Buffy: *nods and starts rocking again, this time bracing her hands on his chest* Just keep it down. Don't want to wake her ...*giggles* Would be interesting to explain, though. How the big-bad vampire was reduced to purring as a form of communitcation

Spike: *moans softly, purr begins to warble between high and low pitches in rythem with their movements, growling undercurrent*

Buffy: Shh...*doesn't stop rcocking, starts moving a little faster*

Spike: *small nod to show he's trying, arches against her again, eyes suddenly flying open, is trying to communicate 'put your hand over my mouth NOW'*

Buffy: *drops down and locks her lips over his and shoves her tongue into his mouth as she rocks faster, making deliberately circlular movments*

Spike: *bucks one last time, lets loose a roar into her mouth, thankfully muffled, before collapsing back onto the bed, body losing all coordination at once, purring slowly quieting down to normal levels, eyes still closed, shuddering a little*

Buffy: *manages not to break the kiss for a minute before propping herself up on her elbows and grinning down at him* Better?

Spike: *slightly opens his eyes, mouth opens and closes for a second, before he just decides to nod*

Buffy: *giggles* Wow. Never seen you do THAT before...*leans back down and nibbles on his bottom lip*

Spike: *purrs a little louder, smiling softly, blinks slowly several times, gently leans up and kisses her as she pulls back, before dropping his head to the pillow* *very quietly* I have legs, right?

Buffy: Yeah. *looks down and grins* Though, they're not really moving at the moment...*looks back at him and Slids down a little, resting her chin on his chest* So, my dad called this afternoon. Told me we weren't going to the Ice Show this year, because the show is too mature, and he doesn't want his little girl exposed to it.

Spike: *soft snort*

Buffy: Do you think he's right? Am I too innocent for it? *innocently smiles*

Spike: *still quietly, as if he can't talk any louder* Not at all... Want to know.. why I asked if I.. had legs?

Buffy: Hmmm?

Spike: You'll take it.. as a complement.

Buffy: *smiles and wriggles a little to get comfortalble*

Spike: I'm almost.. numb from the.. waist down.

Spike: Plesantly so.. but still...

Spike: *small smile* That's only happened once.. before.

Spike: Took... longer that.. time..

Buffy: *whispers, leaning down* When was that?

Spike: *small grin* The night that.. we wound up under.. the rug.

Spike: *soft chuckle* If I'm a panther, luv... You're a tiger.

Buffy: *giggles* I though I hadda have stripes for that?

Buffy: And as I recall, I couldn't feel my legs, either.

Spike: *small shrug* I don't have fur... So I wouldn't.. think so..

Spike: God.. I can't even.. complete sentences... without breathing hard... yet.

Buffy: *giggles and lays down on him fully, resting her head on his chest* 'Kay. I'll wait.

Spike: *purrs a little louder, one hand, slightly shaking, finds it's way to her back and begins lazily rubbing up and down her spine* *still quiet* I love you, Buffy...

Buffy: Hnmm...love you too...*sighs and closes her eyes* Oh. Rubbing: Good. *hums a little and nuzzles his chest* And we even went in the right order this time.

Spike: *soft chuckle, brings the other hand up to join that one, more toward her side* Are you.. okay?

Buffy: Uh huh. Just feels good.

Spike: *smiles softly* Yeah... good.... *soft laugh*

Spike: I just realized something rather funny... I just had the insane thought that... I'm really glad that I never have to pee... cause I wouldn't know if I did.

Buffy: *looks up at him with an odd look* You feelin' ok? Did you pull something? Did I hurt you?

Spike: *chuckles* No... I'm just takin'.. my time comin' back down, s'all.

Buffy: Hmm. 'Kay



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Spike: *nuzzles her a little* I think I'm okay, now, luv.

Buffy: *giggles* Well, you're talking in full sentances, so that's a start

Spike: *small chuckle* Yeah. And, I can feel my belly button... And that's about it. But that's more than before.

Buffy: *snuggles closer and sighs* Let me know when you're fully functional again...just for my peace of mind.

Spike: *soft chuckle* Not a problem. You'll know when one of my legs moves.

Spike: *quietly* You're beautiful... I know I've said it before... but I just felt like sayin' it again.

Buffy: *looks up at him and smiles softly* I won't argue with you this time. Thank you.

Spike: You're welcome... *smiles* Can I ask you something? Just for my own information.

Buffy: *nods*

Spike: What about me finally made you love me? And when did it happen, if you know.

Buffy: *Proppes herself up and studies him for a minute* I have no idea to the second one. It just...was. And I don't know exactly what. It...I died. And you were still here. You promised to take care of her to the end of the world...and you did. And the soul...just, I guess...the kind of person who'd do all that. But no one thing, I don't think. Why?

Spike: *small shrug* Just wonderin', really... You said you hated me for so long, I just wondered what turned it around.

Buffy: *laughs soflty* I SAID it. Doesn't make it true.

Spike: *blinks slowly* It doesn't?

Buffy: *looks at him oddly* Do you see me with a halo? Perfect? Never lies, cheats, steals and helps little old ladies across the streat?

Spike: *small smile* Sometimes.

Buffy: *rolls her eyes* You're a nut. I'm not now, nor have I ever been perfect. I lie. I cheat. I've been known to steal...that rocket launcher, for starters. I deface public property..I burned down a school building.

Buffy: *sighs and lays back down on his chest* If you want someone perfect, you'll have to look somewhere else. I'm just me. Take it or leave it.

Spike: *small chuckle* But you're wrong, Buffy. You are perfect. Perfect for me. Cause, when you get right down to it, we have too much in common not to be.

Buffy: *grins* Sap

Spike: And, for the record? That moment, when we're together, and it's like.. the moon and tides, and waves crashing around us, literally and figuratively... And you look in my eyes... In that moment, you are perfect.

Buffy: *lifts herself up and leans over him* You really are a sappy poet aren't you? *blinks and loses hold on a tear* You're gonna...do you like making me melt like this? I can't spend five minute with you without going all wobbly because you say something like that.

Spike: *smiles softly in response, reaches up and gently wipes the tear with the back of one finger*

Buffy: You're a meanie. I was all giddy, and then you make me cry like some lovestruck highschooler. *sniffles and lays back down on his chest* Hadda go all sappy, huh? *nuzzles against his chest and sighs*

Spike: *smiles again, nuzzles her a little, hands resuming rubbing her back* Well, what can I do to get the giggles back? Cause I happen to think they are extremely cute.

Buffy: Hmm. You've mentioned it, I think.

Buffy: *smiles and looks down* Your legs are moving.

Spike: *chuckles* Yeah. I was testing... I think I've got feelin' in everythin' 'cept my toes.

Buffy: *sighs and wriggles a little, finnaly rolling off him and lying on her side facing him*

Spike: *rolls over slightly, slipping his arms around her and pulling her against his stomach, slipping one of his hands up her shirt to rub her back right on the skin* So... you have a topic now? *small smile*

Buffy: Hmm? *snuggles in closer, hooking a leg over his*

Spike: *keeps rubbing gently, moving more to the small of her back* Just wonderin' what we should talk about.

Buffy: Oh. *sighs* You can talk now? Can you move your toes, too?

Spike: *wiggles them a little* Yeah... *blinks* Are you... annoyed at me about something?

Buffy: No. *frowns* Why would you think that?

Spike: *small shrug* Well.. you weren't bein' snuggly, or humming, and you kinda.. sighed when I mentioned talking, which made me think that you didn't want to... *shrugs again*

Buffy: Oh. *smiles a little* I'm not annoyed with you. I'm just tryin' to calm down.

Spike: *blinks slowly* Oh... When I asked earlier if you were okay, that was what I was talkin' about. So, you're not okay, then.

Buffy: Oh. *peeks up at him* You have to be more specific. But I'll be okay in a few minutes, I think. *shrugs* Though, I thought that five minutes ago, too.

Spike: *frowns slightly* I'm not bein' fair. I should help you....

Buffy: *glares* There's an offer to sweep a girl off her feet.

Spike: *small wince* Sorry, luv... I'm still kinda.. out of it, I guess.

Spike: Which should be a complement to you, by the way.

Spike: This has never lasted this long before.

Buffy: *closes eyes and lays her head on the pillow next to him* 'kay.

Spike: *raises an eyebrow in thought* Luv? How would you feel about that tummy rub now? Might help a little.

Buffy: *shakes her head, not opening her eyes* I don't think that would be a good idea, no.

Spike: Oh. *lays quietly, thinking*

Buffy: *looks up at him, whispering* Sleeping?

Spike: *quietly* No.. Just kinda.. *small smile* Composin' a little. I don't need a pen and paper to do it.

Buffy: Yeah? *grins and shifts, lifting her leg off his to sublty cross her legs* Whatcha writin' about?

Spike: *smiles again* What else? You.

Spike: You got me thinkin' with the 'jungle cat' thing, and I'm kinda.. *shrugs* Runnin' with it.

Buffy: *giggles and rolls towards him a little, crossing her legs at the thighs* Running, where exactly? You're all stars and such. Whatcha gonna do with panther and tiger?

Spike: *chuckles softly* You'd be suprised how much two creatures, so unlike each other at first glance, have in common.

Buffy: *grins* You'll have to let me hear it when it's finished.

Spike: *smiles* Of course I will. But.. Sometimes it takes awhile. Sunlight & Shadow took about a month.

Buffy: *sighs and settles back down onto the pillow, smiling* I can wait.

Spike: *smiles* Well then, that's my incentive to work faster.

Buffy: *looks up at him and smiles, then runs a hand down his shirt, picking at the buttons* Nice shirt. *grins*

Spike: *soft chuckle* Oh, just take the bloody thing.

Buffy: *innocent smile* What makes you think I was gonna take it?

Spike: My wardrobe seems to diminish every time I'm with you, that's what. *playfully*

Buffy: But...*slids a hand down his arm* They're so comfy! And it's not like they go far. You can get them back when I do the laundry...some of 'em.

Spike: *soft snort, gives a soft purr* Like I said. Take it. Here. *sits up slowly, undoing the buttons*

Spike: *slips the shirt from his shoulders and hands it to her, laying back down again* There. S'all yours, luv.

Buffy: *Grins at him and lays on her back, pulling her shirt over her head and then bringing his up to her face for a minute and breathing it in before sitting up to slip it on*

Spike: *cocks his head at her, sprawling comfortably on his back, letting one foot hang off the side of the bed* *smiles at her* Like what you're sniffin', luv?

Buffy: *shrugs* Smells like you. Like night and your cologne. I like it.

Spike: *small grin* So.. I smell like 'night'? Are you SURE you're not the poet here?

Buffy: *rolls her eyes* You know what I mean...that smell out there? When the sun's been set for a few hours, and everything gets cold?

Buffy: That. You KNOW what I mean.

Spike: *smiles* I know. And you don't think that's the least bit poetic?

Buffy: *shakes her head* If you can think of another name for it, I'll use that. *lays back down and props her feet on the bed, crossing one thigh over the other and pressing them together* *stares at the ceiling* I think I might need to paint in here...

Spike: *looks up* Hmm. Are those... Claw marks up there? When the hell was somethin' hangin' from the ceiling?

Buffy: *eyes close* Mom was still sick...and someone summoned something called...well, we found out later, it was called the Queller. Ben called it to clean up Glory's mess. It was supposed to go after the nutters she left behind. And, you know, mom was still kinda..out of it...it followed her home from the hospital and went after her. I got it, though.

Spike: *eyes widen* That's what that thing was... I remember. I gave you the knife you used to kill it.

Buffy: *nods* Yeah. That's what it was.

Spike: *small chuckle* I was in the basement.

Buffy: *quietly* I know.

Spike: *stares up at the ceiling* I really was tryin', you know. Fighting my instincts with everythin' I had... The funny thing.. Well, I don't know if it's really funny, but still. The strange thing is, I remember the exact moment that I thought to myself 'I won'. That I'd beaten the demon.

Buffy: *whispers* When?

Spike: *small chuckle, with no real humor in it* Was when the Hell Bitch had me... She asked about the key, and I'd already been there for... damn near six hours, and I told her, I said 'enough. No more. I'll tell you who the soddin' key is...' *trails off, remembering*

Buffy: *frowns* But you didn't. What'd you say?

Spike: *sighs* And I thought about it. She gave me a moment to drink some water, before smashin' the glass into my face... I swear, I actually considered it, or, rather, the demon did. But, I said no. So, when she asked again... *very small smile* I told her it was Bob Barker.

Buffy: *giggles* Did she even know who he was?

Spike: *small chuckle* Her scabby friends did... I couldn't even think of the guys' name. Was too out of it. So I said, "It's the guy. On the telly. That show. The price show? Where they guess what stuff costs?" And one of her little guys said 'The Price Is Right?', and the other said 'Bob Barker'.

Spike: That was the moment I knew I'd won against the demon. It was ready to give up... But *I* wasn't.

Buffy: *rolls to face him and smiles, then leans forward and presses his lips in a soft kiss*

Spike: *purrs softly, then chuckles* Did I ever tell you what I told the bitch right after that? When she said that it couldn't possibly be Bob Barker?

Buffy: Hmm?

Spike: First, I kind of laughed at her... I know I musta sounded half insane, but I did. The look on her face... *soft chuckle*

Spike: Then, I flat out told her that she'd never get the bloody key, cause you were gonna kick her skanky, lopsided ass, back to wherever would take a cheap, whorish, fashion-victim, ex-god like her.

Buffy: Really? *giggles, then starts laughing full out, rolling onto her side*

Buffy: You...*gasp* called her *gasp* Skanky? Fashion victim? *starts off laughing again, holding her side*

Spike: Yeah.. *starts chuckling, then begins laughing with her, eyes squeezed shut, laughing hard*

Buffy: OH! *buries her head in his arm* LOPSIDED ASS? *s

Buffy: *starts shaking, struggling to breath through the laughs*

Spike: *laughing* Yea....well.. *is trying to control himself* Did you... ever look?? *loses whatever control he had, putting one arm around her and laughing into the pillow, trying not to be too loud*

Buffy: Why would I LOOK? *Bits his arm, trying to stop long enough to breath, but loses it and starts laughing into his arm*

Spike: *snickering helplessly* I... didn't have a choice... Chained to the... ceiling.. and she turned... around and... *stuffs his face into the pillow, shaking almost as hard as she is*

Buffy: *shhudders and starts taking gasping breaths, hitting the pillow * God. With a lopsided...*falls into another gail of laughs, rolls to bury her head in his chest to muffle it*

Spike: *puts his arms around her reflexively, his own body shaking with his laughter, close to biting his lip to stop it*

Buffy: *thumps her leg on the bed a few times, grabbing his arm and shaking, pressing her forehead into his chest to calm down, still shreiking...*

Buffy: *gasps* Stop! *gasps* Have to breathe..

Spike: *bites his lip, snickering and sputtering, rubs her back a little, trying to calm her*

Buffy: *giggles and shakes, trying to breathe through it* God...you actually said....lopsi- *loses it again and rolls into him, pushing him onto his back*

Spike: *snickers turn into helpless giggles in this new position, keeps trying to calm her as best he can* Yeah... I.. Just said the... first thing I could think of... *giggled a little harder* Helped that it was... true!

Buffy: Ok. stopping..*goes into another fit of giggles and shakes head* or...not...

Spike: *her new fit doesn't help him at all, starts laughing harder again, tears coming from his eyes*

Buffy: *thumps her leg again and starts gasping through the giggles and bouncing a little to calm down*

Buffy: *suddnely stops laughing and breathes hard, freexing*

Buffy: Freezing

Buffy: *thumps him on the chest* You have...to stop...moving.

Buffy: *breathes hard and buries her head in his chest, fisting her hands*

Spike: *catches her meaning quickly, bites his lip hard and nods, holding his body still by force of will, fighting down the laughter*

Buffy: *presses her thighs together and pushes herself down into the matress, muttering* Not now,not now, not now...

Spike: *knows better than to touch her, and just holds still, being quiet*

Buffy: *keeps mumbling, trying to bury herself in the matress* Not NOW...just makes it worse, not now, not now...

Buffy: DAMN IT! *bits his stomach and shudders, siffening and shaking*

Spike: *lets out a suprised soun and jumps a little at the bite, then stills, waiting for her to calm down*

Buffy: *stops shuddering and goes limp, letting go of him, and kisses where she bit, still shaking* *whispers* Sorry...

Buffy: *nuzzles the spot for a minute, trying to stop shaking*

Spike: *small nod, shivers a little, eyes wide* Oh.. S'ok... *puts one hand tentively on her back*

Buffy: *looks up at him and gets a worried expression at his face* God, did I hurt you? *still shaking, pulls herself up a bit to look at the spot she bit* I'm sorry...

Spike: *soft chuckle* Uh, no, luv.. quite the opposite... Don't you worry 'bout it.

Buffy: Oh...*looks down at the spot and her eyes widen* OH...

Buffy: *bites her lip and looks up at him* Still sorry. I didn't mean to. *falls back onto the bed and sighs* And I was right. Just made it worse. *makes a face at the ceiling and then covers her face with her hands*

Spike: *soft chuckle, reaches over, gently pulling one hand away from her face, scooting closer and kissing her cheek* What made what worse? *small smile*

Buffy: Coming like that. All suddenly like that. I just makes it worse...it's like somone took me to the edge and then walked away. *buries her head in his chest and breathes hard*

Spike: *starts rubbing her back* Sounds like I'm the one who needs to be sorry.

Buffy: *shakes her head* Hardley our fault. I was the one rolling around like that when I knew how close I was.

Spike: *small shrug* I was the one bein' funny for no reason... About something that hadn't actually struck me as funny till just now.

Buffy: *looks up at him* You're taking the blame because you were funny? That's a new one.

Spike: *small chuckle* I seem to have the worlds worst timing lately... *sighs*

Buffy: *groans* STOP IT. Just stop. This is not big enough a deal to feel guilt over.

Spike: *small shrug* Can't really turn it off. And this isn't what I'm feelin' guilty for.

Buffy: *sighs* I'm afraid to ask.

Spike: S'earlier, that's all... If I wasn't so.. bloody timid lately, we could've both been spent by now. *cocks head* Well, not spent, but on the way, anyway.

Buffy: *giggles* Unless it's been six hours, niether one of us would be anywhere near spent, and you know it. We've proven it more than once.

Spike: *small chuckle* Yeah, but I'm still not full strength, so... Dunno where the line is right now.

Buffy: *sighs* You're not actually feeling GUILTY about that, are you?

Spike: *small shrug* Kinda...

Buffy: *sighs again and shakes head* Have I mentioned that you're wierd?

Spike: *small chuckle* Several times. In fact, tonight you've called me weird twice, and nuts once.

Buffy: You are. All of it. And slightly kookoo to boot. So there. *snuggles closer, trying to control her breathing, and nuzzles his chest*

Spike: *chuckles quietly, puts one arm around her, stroking her hair a little* I think I have a guilt complex. I was watchin' the news the other day, and I heard about an oil spill, and there were all these poor animals that were gettin' sick and dyin' cause of it... And all I could think was that, maybe if I hadn't put gas in the car yesterday, maybe that shipment wouldn't have had to come yet.

Spike: Therefore, I successfully convinced myself that an oil spill off the coast of africa was my fault.

Buffy: *rolls eyes* You do realize how ridiculous that is, right?

Spike: *shrugs* Exactly. I KNOW in my head, but... I guess I'm a glutton for punishment. Which is probably the reason for earlier, too.

Buffy: *sighs and whimpers for a minute, then shifts and snuggles back into him* Or, it could REALLY be that you're not ready, for all the reasons you gave me. Which I'm gonna go with. When you get out of the masochistic mood, you let me know. *closes her eyes and lays her head down on his stomach, still breathing harder than normal*

Spike: *small sigh, lowers the hand that had been stroking her hair to stroke her back a little, trying to calm her* Yeah. I know you're right. I just... Sometimes I wonder why you're ready, and I'm not. I mean, we were both there... I don't see why you can get past it, and I can't.

Buffy: *shakes head* I wasn't haunted by an evil ghost for the last five months. *sighs and turns her head, looking up at him* Just a guess, anyway.

Spike: *sighs again* Maybe that's it... I hope that's it. I'd hate to think I have some sort of... phobia or something... *blinks* Because, that would be... really horrible. I mean, I know I have a couple of phobias. Had 'em my whole life but... This is not the time to be developing a new one.

Buffy: I don't think so. I think I'm right. *grins up at him* Are you contradicting me? You know, I'm always right.

Spike: *raised eyebrow*

Spike: Always, luv?

Buffy: *nods and grins* Yup. Always. Except on those occasions when I'm not. But this isn't one.

Spike: *small chuckle* Okay. I was about to point out the difference between always winning, and always bein' right, but you saved me the trouble.

Buffy: See? I was right again.

Spike: *small groan* Okay okay. I get it. All hail the all knowing, all seeing, always right Slayer.

Buffy: *nods again, still grinning* Damn straight.

Spike: *raises his head only to let it drop back onto the pillows with a 'foomp'* Grr.

Buffy: *giggles for a second before cutting herself off and burynig her head in his stomach again, groaning and gritting her teeth* Not....again.

Spike: *blinks* You're kidding.

Buffy: *fists her hands and starts taking deep, calimg breaths* Spike, the talking is NOT helping.

Spike: *is quiet, and very very still*

Buffy: *keeps breathing, slowing between each time before finaly relaxing and sighing into his skin, though still not moving* Ok. You can talk now.

Spike: *very quietly* What did I do this time?

Buffy: *shakes head* You made the bed bounce when you dropped your head. *takes another deep breath and lets it out slowly*

Spike: *blinks* You are on the sensitive side tonight, aren't you?

Buffy: *nods* I told you. When I...like that, it's like I've been dropped, right on the edge. So, yeah. *takes another deep breath and blows it out noisily* Why do you think I was fighting it so hard?

Spike: *sighs* I personally would think you'd feel better if you just let it happen, but I guess that's just me.

Buffy: *shakes her head* Won't help. Just makes it worse, each time. Trust me. Been here before. *snorts* Hell, I was here for months, when I was with Riley, for a while...though, then it was someone LITTERALLY did that to me. *sighs* Never seemed to get that just becuase HE only needed fifteen minute...

Buffy: After the first few weeks, I was here a LOT.

Spike: *small snorting giggle, quickly stifled*

Buffy: *gritts teeth and glares up at him* NOT helping.

Spike: *clears throat* Sorry.. m'sorry. You just... confirmed something that I'd thought for awhile, s'all.

Buffy: *raises an eyebrow* And that would be?

Spike: *small shrug* Well, knowin' where he wound up goin', I figured he had to be a... ten minute or less kinda guy.

Buffy: What...ok, not following the train of though.

Buffy: thought

Spike: *shrugs* Wound up goin' to those vamp brothels... That doesn't take long. So I figured...

Buffy: *raises the eyebrow again* What do you mean, it doesn't take long? Having been with two vampires, i know for a fact that it usually takes a LOT longer. Stamina, and all.

Spike: *small chuckle* Not if they're bitin' at the same time. Pushes it alot faster, luv.

Spike: Specially if one of the two is human.

Buffy: Ok, but you bit when...

Buffy: You were biting. And Angel did, too.

Spike: *shrugs* You're a Slayer.

Spike: Got more blood than most.

Spike: *cocks his head* Didn't you know that? You could have about four pints taken from you, and still fight.

Buffy: Yeah, I knew that, actually. But..hours? Compared to minute? *frowns and shakes her head, closing her eyes and laying her head back down on his stomach* NEvermind. I'm obviously not gonna get it. *shifts again, moving her hips a little and bites her lip, tensing for a second before relaxing against him again.*

Spike: *small sigh* If it helps... m'feelin' the same way.

Buffy: *frowns again and looks up at him* I KNOW I took care of that problem once.

Spike: *small shrug* You bit me.

Buffy: *sighs and buries her face in his stomache again* Sorry, sorry, sorry...

Spike: *small headshake* Don't apologize if you won't let me apologize too.

Buffy: *glares* Slightly different. I BIT you.

Spike: You didn't mean to.

Spike: You just... did.

Spike: I've done that before. The first time I bit you.. I'd been fighting it for hours, and then.. it hit, and I just... *small shrug*

Buffy: *small voice* Oh. *sighs* Well, *sarcastically* AMAZINGLY, no, that doesn't make me feel better. *sighs again and drops her forehead to his stomach, shaking her head*

Spike: *stares at the ceiling, delibrately breathing slowly, in and out, for the soothing motion of it*

Buffy: *swallows and starts breathing harshly* I know you're trying to help...or, maybe you're not, but you need to stop. You're moving the bed again.

Spike: *stops breathing* M'tryin' to think, actually. Havin' a bit of a conversation in here.

Buffy: *nods* ANd I have nothing against it. Just do it without moving the bed, ok?

Spike: *small nod* No moving. Got it. *is still, except for moving his eyes to focus on different parts of the ceiling*

Spike: *quietly* It is both of us.... Not just you who's on the edge.... And, I'm really startin' to think about...

Buffy: *takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly* *whuispers* What?

Spike: *slow blink* I think.. I think I can be ready... I know I can be... M'not scared that I'll hurt you... and I'm not scared that I'm gonna... do anything you don't want me to... I really think...

Buffy: *shakes head franticaly* No. You can't be ready because you THINK you can be...oh...*presses her face into his stomach* shouldn't have done that with my head...

Buffy: *stops breathing and tenses, willing it back*

Spike: *soft growl* It didn't come out right....

Buffy: Don't GROWL! *lets her breath out and starts shuddering again* DAMN!

Spike: *squeezes his eyes shut, echoing her curse a little quieter*

Buffy: *whimpers this time and keeps shaking after it's over, taking deep, shuddering breaths* DAMN it. *swallows convulsivley*

Spike: *mutters* M'sorry... bloody hell.

Buffy: *whimpers again, taking another hitching breath* *mumbles* Oh...forgot how much this hurts...

Spike: *glances at her* You're really in pain, luv?

Buffy: *closes her eyes and notices she's crying a little* Just...a...minute...

Buffy: *takes another hitching breath* Don't... make me talk...

Spike: *winces, is quiet*

Buffy: *sniffles a little and takes another calming breath, keeping her body tense*

Spike: *moves slowly away from her to sit on the side of the bed, puts his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands*

Buffy: *rolls onto her back and stares at the ceiling, taking a few more deep breathes and holding still, legs bent and together* *starts muttering* not again, not again, not again... *balls her fists and squuezes her eyes shut and then holds completly still, trying not to breathe*

Spike: *stands up, paces next to the bed, walking a little strangely*

Spike: *is muttering almost inauditably*

Buffy: *gasps when he stands up and rolls onto her side, curling into a ball and shaking again, sobbing a bit this time*

Spike: *raises a fist as if to punch the doorframe, thinking better of it at the last second and just stands there* *quietly* I am about to do one of two things. One of them is to leave, and not come back up here again.

Buffy: *isn't shaking anymore, but stays curled up, sniffling and rocking a little* *whispers* The other?

Spike: *still quietly* The other needs you to get rid of those jeans before I tear them into rags.

Buffy: *doesn't say anything. Lays her head on the bed and keeps breathing, trying not to sound too pathetic by whimpering each time she breathes out*

Spike: *small nod, moves toward the door, thinking she's made her choice* I'll be on the couch.

Buffy: *closes eyes and supresses a sob*

Spike: All I'm doin' is makin' it worse by stayin' here, luv... I can't comfort you.. I can't touch you.. I can't even walk straight...

Spike: *just stands in the doorway* *very quietly* I don't want to go, though.

Buffy: *opens her eyes and stares at the wall, curling tighter. Winces and her eyes snap shut again, her body shaking a bit* *grits teeth and breaths harshly* IF you leave, get out of the house and don't come back. I don't need another Riley. I thought you weren't.

Spike: *moves back into the room* I'm scared that if we do this now, I'm gonna hurt you in the state you're in...

Spike: *supresses a growl* But.. God knows I want to... The scents in this room... the.. *winces when he takes a step* Fact that these jeans are about one size too small at the moment.... *eyes flash gold, steps closer to the bed again* But I have to know that I won't hurt you.

Buffy: *laughs wryly* Can't hurt me. Already hurt. Trust me on this one.

Spike: *small growl* Is that an agreement? I need to know now.

Buffy: *deep hitching breath* Yes.

Spike: *eyes are glowing in the darkened room, moves toward her, sound of a button basically tearing fabric and a zipper coming down quickly, even though the only thing visable are his golden eyes, stands at the foot of the bed for a moment just looking at her hungrily*

Buffy: *closes eyes and grits teeth again* Spike, don't tease me. This isn't getting easier, and I'm not willing to move again on my own. It'll just hurt.

Spike: *small nod, manuvers himself onto the bed, then works at removing her jeans, growling in frustration* *muttered* ..sorry.. *another ripping fabric sound and the jeans are gone, her underwear following in close persuit* *hovers over her for a moment, rolling her onto her back, before letting loose a growl and moving forward quickly*

Buffy: *wraps her legs around his waist and screams, feeling it slam into her in violent waves. Arches up and litterly writhes, tightening her legs and throwing her head back, bending her neck painfully*

Spike: *golden eyes cross for a moment before he pulls back, then moves forward again, letting out a roar to mingle with her scream, fangs flashing, and penetratining the junction of her shoulder and neck before he can even think about it, swallows only a tiny bit of her blood, before licking the wound closed, still moving*

Buffy: *twists her hips and sobs, shuddering under him, hands clenching and unclenching. raises her legs along his back and gasps, arching up again, grabbinig the pillow above her head and tearing it in half, mouth opening in an attempt to breathe, eyes shut tight.

Buffy: *

Spike: *growls softly, movements slowing, staring down at her eyes shining, worried that he's hurt her worse, but can't quite stop moving yet*

Buffy: *goes limp on the bed, eyes closed, and marvels that she hasn't passed out. Pants, and lets go of the pillow, but doesn't have the strength the bring them down. Doesn't let go of his waist.*

Buffy: *eyes suddenly shoot open when they hear Dawn knock on the door*

Spike: *freezes* *quietly* Shit...

Buffy: *struggles to catch her breath* Nightmare! Go back to bed! *pants, but tries to do it quietly, turning her head and burying it in his shoulder*

Spike: *doesn't move until he hears the other bedroom door close, and Dawn's mutterings about a 'half insane sister' have ceased, then very nearly collapses on top of her with a quiet sound, which was supposed to be the words 'that was too close'*

Buffy: *whimpers and takes another deep breath, trying to avoid hyperventilating and slowly slids her legs down his back.*

Spike: *purrs quietly, nuzzles against the spot where his fangs had been embedded a few moments earlier* *very quietly* I should move... m'gonna squash you...

Buffy: *shakes her head weakly* Don't. Move. A. Muscle.

Buffy: Stay there.

Buffy: *pants* Please. If you move, I'm pretty sure it'll hurt. Especially if you leave. *tightens legs around his waist again, locking her ankles at the small of his back, drawing in a quick breath at the movement*

Spike: *small groaning sound, weak nod* Okay... don't really think I.. can move right now.. anyway. *nestles his head against her shoulder, the purring going up in volume a little more*

Buffy: Shh! *winces, turning to stare at the wall* She's already awake...

Spike: *turns it down* S'might think it's... the water pipes again... *manages to keep his purring at an acceptable level*

Spike: *slowly moves his hands under himself, pushing up just slightly, even though his arms are shaking a little* *quietly* I don't want to... make it hard for you to breathe.. by layin' on your lungs...

Buffy: *laughs a little* So very much NOT why I'm having trouble breathing. Really. I can handle it. *drops her head back and winces* And I was right. It hurts. So get back down here.

Spike: *lowers himself down just as slowly, resting his head just above her breasts, breathing quietly and slowly to relax a little*

Buffy: *realizes she's still spasming around him and looks up at him* Unless this is hurting you? Slayer muscles and all...

Spike: *small head shake before he rests it on her again* Not at all... *very soft chuckle* I.. missed this feelin'.

Spike: *quietly* Why do you think... I keep havin' to quiet my purrin'?

Buffy: Oh. *closes eyes and trys to even out her breathing, to moderate success. Manages to finaly bring her arms down and drapes them on him, resting one hand on his head and absently letting her fingers strok his hair, though the hand itself doesn't move*

Spike: *moves his head just a little, silently saying that he is enjoying the touch* *quietly* I wonder what I was worried about earlier... Some how... I can't remember.

Buffy: *shakes head a little, still panting a bit* Don't know. But I was listening. Don't ask me our address or phone number right now, either.

Buffy: We're lucky I know that I'm Buffy, you're Spike and she's Dawn.

Spike: *very soft chuckle, nuzzles right where his head is a little* Oh, good... I was wonderin' who that was in the other room....

Buffy: *giggles* Very funny.

Spike: *small smile* Who's tryin' to be funny? I'm lucky I can name us, and remember that we're inside.

Buffy: *Looks up at the ceiling.* Huh. You're right. We are.

Spike: *chuckles a little more* Now who's bein' funny?

Buffy: *small smile* You realize I'm gonna fall asleep now, right?

Spike: *small nod* I just hope you're okay with me not movin' for quite some time.... Cause I don't think I physically have the strength at the moment... Could barely move my arms a minute ago.

Buffy: *nods, but barely* S'fine. *yawns and shifts under him slightly* 'Night.

Spike: *small yawn* G'night, Buffy.... *smiles softly, eyes closing* I love you.

Buffy: *smiles and shifts again* Love you too.