Suprises
Disclaimer: I own nothing. No Buffy, no Spike, no nothing.
A/N: I am so sorry this took so long. I know I promised that it would be up soon but we had a family emergency of sorts and I just didn't have the energy and encouragement to work on it. But it is here now so thank you all for being so patient. I love you guys! Also, this doesn't take place right after last chapter. It takes place a few weeks later. Plus (aren't I so annoying) I really have no clue when Dawn's birthday is, but I am making it in August. She is turning seventeen cause in season five she was fourteen, season six she was fifteen, then Spike was gone for a year so when he came back she was sixteen and so now she is turning seventeen, right? Oh who cares! It's my fic I'll do whatever I want! ;)
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"You didn't have to do this." Buffy said as she looked at the gift in her hand. "She's not even your sister."
"Yeah, but she's yours. And you are the most important thing in my life, which makes your family important to me too." Spike said.
"Well if you put it that way . . . " She smiled and pulled him into a deep kiss.
Dawn entered the hallway and smiled at the sight of Buffy and her peroxide boyfriend. She stood in the doorway waiting for them to let up, but they never did. She didn't know why she had expected them to stop on her account. Those two were more in love than anybody she had ever seen.
She cleared her throat and Buffy and Spike parted and turned their heads towards Dawn. Dawn smiled and then smiled ever wider when she saw the present in Buffy's hand.
"Oh, present." She said.
"Not yet." Buffy replied as she gripped the present tighter.
Dawn frowned. "Whatever. It's not like you ever get me good presents anyway."
"Hey!" Buffy squealed.
"Well, actually, that present is from me," Spike said to Dawn. He then turned to Buffy and quickly added, "and she's right, pet."
Buffy opened her mouth to protest but was cut off by Dawn.
"Spike, you didn't have to do this. I mean, I'm not even your sister. Just because you are doing Buffy doesn't mean you have to get me a present."
"That's exactly what I said." Buffy smiled, but received furrowed brows from both Spike and Dawn. "Oh, well, without the 'doing Buffy' part. Which, by the way . . . very inappropriate. I would scold you . . . but I'm too happy to scold." She said looking up at Spike. Spike smiled back and wrapped his arm around her waist.
"Look, I didn't get you the present just because I'm doing Buffy." Spike looked down at Buffy who shot him a glare. He smiled and continued. "You're important to me, Bit. You're almost like a sister. And you were the only on who accepted me way back when." He said.
"Thank you, Spike." Dawn said, practically glowing. She walked up to Spike and hugged him tightly.
"Happy birthday, Nibblet." Dawn smiled at him, walked towards the door, and left to go meet her friends.
"Have fun!" Buffy called after her.
"You are amazing." Buffy turned and told Spike.
"I know." He said.
"How is it I was able to find a guy like you?" She asked, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Well, technically I found you and then lured you in with my sensitivity and charm. Not to mention my good looks and undying love for you." He added with a grin.
"Mmm, I like the undying love part." She said softly her lips only millimeters away from his. She lingered there; teasing him while she seductively licked her lips. She looked into Spike's eyes and she could see him. Every part of him. His vulnerability, his love for her, desire, passion. She could see him, not his demon. She nibbled on his bottom lip and pulled back. Again she lingered there, waiting for him.
She moved her lips closer and whispered, "I love you."
Her warm breath danced over his lips and he crushed his own on top of hers. He ran his hands through her hair as her fingers played with the buckle of his belt. Buffy moaned as Spike explored underneath her shirt. She giggled as he slammed her up against the banister and she pushed his coat off of his shoulders. She began to breathe heavily as his kisses moved from her neck down to her chest as he was unbuttoning her shirt.
Buffy suddenly pushed Spike off of her sending him flying into the living room and landing on his back. Buffy ran towards the door and locked it quickly. Then she slowly walked over towards Spike and watched as his face changed to one of confusion to one of pleasure as she straddled him.
"It's about time we were alone." Buffy said seductively. Spike grabbed her arms and flipped her over onto her back. She breathed heavily underneath him and he smirked at her.
"I know the feeling." And with that he crushed his lips on top of hers once more.
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"Buffy?" Willow called as she entered the Summer's home.
"Buffy I brought your key for Sp---" Willow stopped in her tracks as she looked around the house. The sofa cushions we sprawled around the room, lamps were broken, some candles and books were strewn around the room. It was a mess. Willow immediately thought trouble. Seeing as how this was Sunndayle, full of evil and such, and seeing how Buffy was the Slayer . . . what else was there to think?
Willow spotted Spike's duster in a ball next to the banister, which had a few small cracks in it. Willow's fear subsided as she heard moans and giggles coming from upstairs. This had only been the aftermath of the passion of the world's strangest and most ironic couple. It was sweet, but kinda gross at the same time.
"Note to self," Willow said outloud, "clean and sterilize the Summer's home before Dawn gets home," she walked into the kitchen and then paused, "but after a snack."
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Buffy and Spike lay in bed, their sweaty bodies entangled with one another's.
"Mmmm." Buffy sighed as she snuggled up closer to Spike, kissing then burrying her head in his chest. "We've got to do that more often." She mummbled.
"Mm-hmm." Spike replied, tightening his grip around her waist.
"I think you wore me out." She said.
"You think?" He asked.
"Well, I've never really been worn out before, so that is saying something for you." She said, a huge smile plastered across her face.
Spike laughed and ran his fingers through her hair.
"Not one." He said softly.
"What? Not one what?" Buffy asked.
"Not one knot in your hair. You'd think after all of that you'd at least have one knot." Spike said, disappointedly.
She shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe it's because of my new conditioner."
"Or maybe it's because you are just that perfect." He said to her. She smiled at him and kissed him tenderly.
"Oh god," she groaned, "I have to get dressed, but I don't wanna leave." She said, stroking his cheek with her thumb. Spike didn't say anything for he didn't want her to leave either, but she had too. So he just let her decide.
"Ugh, phooey." She said while pushing herself up and out of bed. She looked back at Spike who looked so adorable laying there, his head propped up on his elbow. She almost blushed as his eyes scanned her body. She picked her robe off the floor and lazily wrapped it around herself.
"I'll be back." She sighed and she moved out of the room. She moved, she didn't walk. It seemed almost a combination of prancing and floating. He had only seen her move like that once, which was after they had first kissed. Even though he had jumped to conclusions and then dismissed her, she still moved with such beauty.
God he loved her.
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"Dawn?" Buffy asked as she came down the stairs a few minutes after getting dressed.
"Yeah, it's me. Here's a note from Willow." Dawn handed her the note.
"Willow? I didn't hear her come in. Huh. Must have been while Spike and I were . . . uh . . . nevermind." She quickly grabbed the note from Dawn.
---Buffy,
I cleaned the house a bit for you. No need to thank me. From the looks of things I am guessing you had fun. The key for Spike is underneath this note.
Love, Willow---
"Key? Key, key, key." Buffy repeated as she searched through the mail, which Dawn had thrown on top of Willow's note.
"Key." Dawn stated as she held the key in her hand. "What is it for?" She asked.
Buffy grabbed the key, smiled, and put it in her pocket. "Spike." She simply stated.
"What did you buy him a car or something?" Dawn asked.
"Look, just think of it as a surprise birthday gift for you. But, I need you to go to Spike's crypt and pick up some things."
"Oh, right. A surprise present for me, but I am the one getting the supplies. Sneaky." She said.
"Dawn." Buffy said frustrated.
"Alright, I'll get it. What do you need?" Dawn asked.
"Thank you." Buffy said before telling Dawn exactly what she wanted.
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The next chapter will be up soon, I promise. I have already started working on it so no need to worry. Thanks again for being so patient and thank you for all of your reviews! Keep them coming! They mean the world to me!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. No Buffy, no Spike, no nothing.
A/N: I am so sorry this took so long. I know I promised that it would be up soon but we had a family emergency of sorts and I just didn't have the energy and encouragement to work on it. But it is here now so thank you all for being so patient. I love you guys! Also, this doesn't take place right after last chapter. It takes place a few weeks later. Plus (aren't I so annoying) I really have no clue when Dawn's birthday is, but I am making it in August. She is turning seventeen cause in season five she was fourteen, season six she was fifteen, then Spike was gone for a year so when he came back she was sixteen and so now she is turning seventeen, right? Oh who cares! It's my fic I'll do whatever I want! ;)
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"You didn't have to do this." Buffy said as she looked at the gift in her hand. "She's not even your sister."
"Yeah, but she's yours. And you are the most important thing in my life, which makes your family important to me too." Spike said.
"Well if you put it that way . . . " She smiled and pulled him into a deep kiss.
Dawn entered the hallway and smiled at the sight of Buffy and her peroxide boyfriend. She stood in the doorway waiting for them to let up, but they never did. She didn't know why she had expected them to stop on her account. Those two were more in love than anybody she had ever seen.
She cleared her throat and Buffy and Spike parted and turned their heads towards Dawn. Dawn smiled and then smiled ever wider when she saw the present in Buffy's hand.
"Oh, present." She said.
"Not yet." Buffy replied as she gripped the present tighter.
Dawn frowned. "Whatever. It's not like you ever get me good presents anyway."
"Hey!" Buffy squealed.
"Well, actually, that present is from me," Spike said to Dawn. He then turned to Buffy and quickly added, "and she's right, pet."
Buffy opened her mouth to protest but was cut off by Dawn.
"Spike, you didn't have to do this. I mean, I'm not even your sister. Just because you are doing Buffy doesn't mean you have to get me a present."
"That's exactly what I said." Buffy smiled, but received furrowed brows from both Spike and Dawn. "Oh, well, without the 'doing Buffy' part. Which, by the way . . . very inappropriate. I would scold you . . . but I'm too happy to scold." She said looking up at Spike. Spike smiled back and wrapped his arm around her waist.
"Look, I didn't get you the present just because I'm doing Buffy." Spike looked down at Buffy who shot him a glare. He smiled and continued. "You're important to me, Bit. You're almost like a sister. And you were the only on who accepted me way back when." He said.
"Thank you, Spike." Dawn said, practically glowing. She walked up to Spike and hugged him tightly.
"Happy birthday, Nibblet." Dawn smiled at him, walked towards the door, and left to go meet her friends.
"Have fun!" Buffy called after her.
"You are amazing." Buffy turned and told Spike.
"I know." He said.
"How is it I was able to find a guy like you?" She asked, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Well, technically I found you and then lured you in with my sensitivity and charm. Not to mention my good looks and undying love for you." He added with a grin.
"Mmm, I like the undying love part." She said softly her lips only millimeters away from his. She lingered there; teasing him while she seductively licked her lips. She looked into Spike's eyes and she could see him. Every part of him. His vulnerability, his love for her, desire, passion. She could see him, not his demon. She nibbled on his bottom lip and pulled back. Again she lingered there, waiting for him.
She moved her lips closer and whispered, "I love you."
Her warm breath danced over his lips and he crushed his own on top of hers. He ran his hands through her hair as her fingers played with the buckle of his belt. Buffy moaned as Spike explored underneath her shirt. She giggled as he slammed her up against the banister and she pushed his coat off of his shoulders. She began to breathe heavily as his kisses moved from her neck down to her chest as he was unbuttoning her shirt.
Buffy suddenly pushed Spike off of her sending him flying into the living room and landing on his back. Buffy ran towards the door and locked it quickly. Then she slowly walked over towards Spike and watched as his face changed to one of confusion to one of pleasure as she straddled him.
"It's about time we were alone." Buffy said seductively. Spike grabbed her arms and flipped her over onto her back. She breathed heavily underneath him and he smirked at her.
"I know the feeling." And with that he crushed his lips on top of hers once more.
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"Buffy?" Willow called as she entered the Summer's home.
"Buffy I brought your key for Sp---" Willow stopped in her tracks as she looked around the house. The sofa cushions we sprawled around the room, lamps were broken, some candles and books were strewn around the room. It was a mess. Willow immediately thought trouble. Seeing as how this was Sunndayle, full of evil and such, and seeing how Buffy was the Slayer . . . what else was there to think?
Willow spotted Spike's duster in a ball next to the banister, which had a few small cracks in it. Willow's fear subsided as she heard moans and giggles coming from upstairs. This had only been the aftermath of the passion of the world's strangest and most ironic couple. It was sweet, but kinda gross at the same time.
"Note to self," Willow said outloud, "clean and sterilize the Summer's home before Dawn gets home," she walked into the kitchen and then paused, "but after a snack."
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Buffy and Spike lay in bed, their sweaty bodies entangled with one another's.
"Mmmm." Buffy sighed as she snuggled up closer to Spike, kissing then burrying her head in his chest. "We've got to do that more often." She mummbled.
"Mm-hmm." Spike replied, tightening his grip around her waist.
"I think you wore me out." She said.
"You think?" He asked.
"Well, I've never really been worn out before, so that is saying something for you." She said, a huge smile plastered across her face.
Spike laughed and ran his fingers through her hair.
"Not one." He said softly.
"What? Not one what?" Buffy asked.
"Not one knot in your hair. You'd think after all of that you'd at least have one knot." Spike said, disappointedly.
She shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe it's because of my new conditioner."
"Or maybe it's because you are just that perfect." He said to her. She smiled at him and kissed him tenderly.
"Oh god," she groaned, "I have to get dressed, but I don't wanna leave." She said, stroking his cheek with her thumb. Spike didn't say anything for he didn't want her to leave either, but she had too. So he just let her decide.
"Ugh, phooey." She said while pushing herself up and out of bed. She looked back at Spike who looked so adorable laying there, his head propped up on his elbow. She almost blushed as his eyes scanned her body. She picked her robe off the floor and lazily wrapped it around herself.
"I'll be back." She sighed and she moved out of the room. She moved, she didn't walk. It seemed almost a combination of prancing and floating. He had only seen her move like that once, which was after they had first kissed. Even though he had jumped to conclusions and then dismissed her, she still moved with such beauty.
God he loved her.
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"Dawn?" Buffy asked as she came down the stairs a few minutes after getting dressed.
"Yeah, it's me. Here's a note from Willow." Dawn handed her the note.
"Willow? I didn't hear her come in. Huh. Must have been while Spike and I were . . . uh . . . nevermind." She quickly grabbed the note from Dawn.
---Buffy,
I cleaned the house a bit for you. No need to thank me. From the looks of things I am guessing you had fun. The key for Spike is underneath this note.
Love, Willow---
"Key? Key, key, key." Buffy repeated as she searched through the mail, which Dawn had thrown on top of Willow's note.
"Key." Dawn stated as she held the key in her hand. "What is it for?" She asked.
Buffy grabbed the key, smiled, and put it in her pocket. "Spike." She simply stated.
"What did you buy him a car or something?" Dawn asked.
"Look, just think of it as a surprise birthday gift for you. But, I need you to go to Spike's crypt and pick up some things."
"Oh, right. A surprise present for me, but I am the one getting the supplies. Sneaky." She said.
"Dawn." Buffy said frustrated.
"Alright, I'll get it. What do you need?" Dawn asked.
"Thank you." Buffy said before telling Dawn exactly what she wanted.
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The next chapter will be up soon, I promise. I have already started working on it so no need to worry. Thanks again for being so patient and thank you for all of your reviews! Keep them coming! They mean the world to me!