Chapter 5
"Any action tonight?" Willow greeted them as they entered to house. She was watching TV.
"No. It was all dull and stuff..." She couldn't help but smile at Spikes expression. He hadn't thought it was all dull and stuff.
Feeling fidgety she said quickly, "I'm tired and should get to bed. Good night."
hearing his que Spike exclaimed, "Me too!" and ran up stairs after her.
Willow knew what was going to happen. They were perfect for each other. Especially now with the soulful Spike and all.
~*~
"She did NOT buy that!" She whispered giggling. The Slayerettes were in the room next to them.
"I don't think she minds" Spike answered sitting on her bed.
"No, I think she knows." She said smiling.
"So I'm guessing we're agreeing on the not telling the Potentials about this until it's over."
"Yeah " Buffy and him thought so much alike it scared her sometimes. Walking over a straddling her new love she took his head in her hands and brought it up to kiss her. Soon they were unclothed and making love. As quietly as possible of course.
~*~
Buffy was laying on her stomach along with Spike's. He was staring at her face while she slept.
"Umm" she moaned as she awoke from her deep sleep. When her eyes met spike all she could do was smile. It was now about five in the morning. "I guess it's time to train." She pouted. he bent down and bit her lip and started to kiss her passionately. It felt so good to be in his arms again she didn't feel like getting up again.
"I'd better get up before I get too used to this." She chuckled swinging her legs over the bed taking the sheets with her. As Spikes body was exposed he exclaimed, "Hey!"
Smiling humorously she remarked, "Oh just get some cloths on."
Instead of getting dresses he walked up behind her and his arms snaked around her waist. "I love you, "He whispered in her ear his groin pressing against the small of her back.
"I love you too." she whispered back, eyes closed. He had waited even since that night he first dreamt of her for a moment like this. He buried his head in her hair which was saturated in the smell of vanilla. He was in heaven.
The moment brake when she reached out for her shirt. "You know we should have a day off like yesterday more often."
He chuckled, " OK, I say Saturdays."
"OK"
~*~
After the early morning training (with little questions of their actions the previous night) Buffy got ready for the school day and Spike went to her bedroom to sleep.
She was tired most of the day. She hadn't got much sleep last night and there seemed to be nothing wrong with any of the students. Business was slow. She spent most of the day doodling in her notebook, just like in high school. Her doodles mainly focused on her and Spike. She wasn't and artist or anything ,but whoever looked at them would know who she was talking about.
When she got to the last page of her notebook she started drawing Spike again but with his shirt off. Thin lines indicated washboard abs and he started at the hips giving up on drawing pants. She was starting to get into this. She began to draw the penis when, "Mrs. Summers?"
It was Principle Wood. Startled at this she quickly hiding her drawing. "Um, do you have anything to do after school because I have to lock up." *huh?* she looked up at the clock. It was 3:30, "Oh shoot! Sorry. I'll leave." She grabbed her coat and left.
She had to walk home because Xander had obviously thought she had work to do and left with Dawn. Buffy was still equipped with her notebook and pen. She sat down on a bench and opened it. She had a sudden urge to finish her drawing. * poor Spike without his --* she couldn't believe she was thinking about that in public. Flipping it open to the last page and checking that the coast was clear she finished the drawing. It didn't look remotely like the real thing but she was satisfied. Tearing it out, she stuffed it in her pocket so that no one else could see it.
"Any action tonight?" Willow greeted them as they entered to house. She was watching TV.
"No. It was all dull and stuff..." She couldn't help but smile at Spikes expression. He hadn't thought it was all dull and stuff.
Feeling fidgety she said quickly, "I'm tired and should get to bed. Good night."
hearing his que Spike exclaimed, "Me too!" and ran up stairs after her.
Willow knew what was going to happen. They were perfect for each other. Especially now with the soulful Spike and all.
~*~
"She did NOT buy that!" She whispered giggling. The Slayerettes were in the room next to them.
"I don't think she minds" Spike answered sitting on her bed.
"No, I think she knows." She said smiling.
"So I'm guessing we're agreeing on the not telling the Potentials about this until it's over."
"Yeah " Buffy and him thought so much alike it scared her sometimes. Walking over a straddling her new love she took his head in her hands and brought it up to kiss her. Soon they were unclothed and making love. As quietly as possible of course.
~*~
Buffy was laying on her stomach along with Spike's. He was staring at her face while she slept.
"Umm" she moaned as she awoke from her deep sleep. When her eyes met spike all she could do was smile. It was now about five in the morning. "I guess it's time to train." She pouted. he bent down and bit her lip and started to kiss her passionately. It felt so good to be in his arms again she didn't feel like getting up again.
"I'd better get up before I get too used to this." She chuckled swinging her legs over the bed taking the sheets with her. As Spikes body was exposed he exclaimed, "Hey!"
Smiling humorously she remarked, "Oh just get some cloths on."
Instead of getting dresses he walked up behind her and his arms snaked around her waist. "I love you, "He whispered in her ear his groin pressing against the small of her back.
"I love you too." she whispered back, eyes closed. He had waited even since that night he first dreamt of her for a moment like this. He buried his head in her hair which was saturated in the smell of vanilla. He was in heaven.
The moment brake when she reached out for her shirt. "You know we should have a day off like yesterday more often."
He chuckled, " OK, I say Saturdays."
"OK"
~*~
After the early morning training (with little questions of their actions the previous night) Buffy got ready for the school day and Spike went to her bedroom to sleep.
She was tired most of the day. She hadn't got much sleep last night and there seemed to be nothing wrong with any of the students. Business was slow. She spent most of the day doodling in her notebook, just like in high school. Her doodles mainly focused on her and Spike. She wasn't and artist or anything ,but whoever looked at them would know who she was talking about.
When she got to the last page of her notebook she started drawing Spike again but with his shirt off. Thin lines indicated washboard abs and he started at the hips giving up on drawing pants. She was starting to get into this. She began to draw the penis when, "Mrs. Summers?"
It was Principle Wood. Startled at this she quickly hiding her drawing. "Um, do you have anything to do after school because I have to lock up." *huh?* she looked up at the clock. It was 3:30, "Oh shoot! Sorry. I'll leave." She grabbed her coat and left.
She had to walk home because Xander had obviously thought she had work to do and left with Dawn. Buffy was still equipped with her notebook and pen. She sat down on a bench and opened it. She had a sudden urge to finish her drawing. * poor Spike without his --* she couldn't believe she was thinking about that in public. Flipping it open to the last page and checking that the coast was clear she finished the drawing. It didn't look remotely like the real thing but she was satisfied. Tearing it out, she stuffed it in her pocket so that no one else could see it.