Don- I fixed the Keto Enol chapter-
Catlimere- thanks for the nice review-you're a star
Buffy walked back to the gym and worked on stretching, then gymnastics. She began aerials, moving into back springs when she felt Jon walk in. She ignored him as she did a couple of walkovers then sank into the splits.
Jon winced and walked over, "Buffy, we can't keep having this fight."
Looking up into the eyes of the man she loved she smiled, "And yet, here we are." He chuckled and sat beside her on the floor.
"I promised a case by case basis."
She moved out of the splits, laying flat on her stomach, then pushing to a handstand. "I'll try not to worry, but it doesn't mean I don't think you are wrong every time you leave without Mal or I." He stood watching her for a moment as she stood back up and stretched, causing her spine to pop. Wincing again he went over to her and kissed her, leaning into her for comfort. Her arms came around him and she smiled, "Come on Stinky, let's get you showered and fed."
Jon sniffed himself and wrinkled his nose, "I think I'd better."
She walked him to their quarters and they were about to enter when Jon looked at Buffy's hand, "Where's your ring?" he asked.
Buffy reached into her pocket and pulled out a chain, the ring dangling from it. "I can't wear it exercising, so I found a chain for it to keep it with me." Absurdly touched, Jon clasped her hand with the ring in it between his, kissing it gently. "I love you Buff."
Her smile made his heart skip a beat, "I love you more."
As Jon climbed into the shower Buffy went to talk with Greg. "Something simple and quick."
"Simple how?" he asked. Buffy shrugged, "I don't cook, you're the chef." He laughed at this and looked around for a minute, "I'll think of something. What about dessert?" Buffy stood there for a moment then shrugged, "Fruit, whipped cream?" he nodded, "You got it."
Jon sighed as he finished his pasta with vegetables. Buffy passed him some fruit but he shook his head, "No thanks, I'm full." His head leaned back as he stretched in his seat. Buffy stood and held out her hand, "Let's go have some dessert." His eyes met hers and his heart gave a thump. He took her hand and stood, "What's for dessert?"
"Me." She replied.
His cock immediately became hard at the look in his lover's eyes. "Ok." He breathed. Jon watched as she picked up a covered bowl and led him back to their quarters.
The door slid shut and Buffy turned to Jon, "Undress." She demanded. Like a man in a dream Jon did what she asked, leaving his clothes in a pile.
"Lie down on the bed." His cock was already rock hard, precum pearling at the tip as he watched her. Buffy was hot and began to slowly undress. Her shirt, followed by her pants, then her underwear dropped to the floor. She stood naked in front of him, enjoying the blatant desire in his eyes. She opened the covered dish she had brought with them and revealed the whipped cream.
"Oh God." He gasped softly and she smiled wickedly. "Dessert?" She scooped a finger full of the cream out and sucked it off her fingers slowly and sensuously. Jon moaned, "Buffy, stop teasing."
She took some more whipped cream and crawled onto the bed straddling him. She smoothed the whipped cream onto his erection, making him gasp for air again at the coolness on his heat. Her mouth followed and his hips jerked helplessly. "I don't think I can hold back much longer." He moaned.
"What do you want?" she whispered.
Jon's amber eyes went darker, "I want you." Smiling she moved over to the whipped cream and took another finger full and dipped into his mouth. His tongue wrapped around her finger and they moaned in unison. Pulling her down on top of him he wrapped his fingers in her hair, pulling her mouth to his and kissing her passionately. His tongue dived into her mouth, twining with hers. Buffy used her strength and rolled them until he was on top, then she pulled back for some air.
"I love you Jon." She said huskily and closed her eyes, head back as he thrust into with a grunt.
"More." Was his one word response.
They moved together, Jon kissing her face, her neck, her shoulders. He enjoyed her moans and sighs; they were what he lived for. He felt like he had the stars in his hands, Buffy was that bright and beautiful to him. He felt her tighten around him, her nails digging into his back, "Come for me baby." He whispered and was rewarded by her climax shuddering through her. It brought him as well and he filled her with a muffled shout. They lay together, hearts racing, breath unsteady. He reluctantly moved away and cuddled her to his side, sweet kisses exchanged. As soon as they slept Buffy began to dream.
Buffy saw fire fall from the sky. It devoured everything in its path, people, babies, even animals. Buffy tried to help, hearing the screaming of a baby abruptly cut off. She was helpless and she fought, then suddenly she was surrounded by fire and fought to breathe!
Jon woke abruptly as Buffy began to thrash, talking incoherently. "Buffy, wake up baby." Jon gently shook her but she fought him. A fist grazed his cheek and he smiled wryly, he had forgotten how strong she was. Suddenly she gasped and her eyes snapped open. She lay there, wheezing slightly, looking into Jon's worried face. "Buffy?"
"Something bad had happened." She fought the sheets that surrounded her and Jon helped her sit up, really concerned now.
Suddenly the comm went off, "Captain Archer, its Admiral Forrest, he need to speak with you. It's an emergency."
Buffy's frightened eyes met Jon's, "See what it is."
He nodded and pressed the comm, "Send it to my quarters." While Buffy watched, still shivering in reaction from the dream Jon pulled on a t-shirt and shorts then sat at the computer and pressed the button.
