Top Or Bottom
A/N: Hey. Thanks to all the reviewers! Keep them coming!
Disclaimer: So I stole Spike. Its true. Now Joss is all 'You stole him!' And I'm all like 'No! I just borrowed him, in the sense of not asking or returning.' Hehe.
Feedback: Feed me. lol.
Dedication- A line from my previous chapter,' I don't bite...unless you like that sort of thing.' Is property of buffsterangelicxws. She kindly let me use it. So thanks! Forgot to mention it.
Summary: Buffy Summers- an upcoming model in the business is hired to do an intimate photo shoot with Spike Johnson, the hottest thing in music. They will be king and queen of the year...but does hatred and desire turn them into the couple of the year? B/S
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'Okay, so not only do I look like a total slut, but I'm going to be acting like one too! Perfect!' Buffy thought as she slipped on her white attire and gazed at herself in the mirror. Yup, she was right. The silky material hung tightly just above her knees, and the thin straps kept sliding down her shoulders. Good thing she had the short robe on, hopefully she could keep it on. She shook her head at the thoughts racing through her mind. 'Its just a shoot! A photo shoot! Not like its really happening.' Buffy said as she walked down the hall.
The master bedroom was at the very end of the hallway, and she hadn't seen it yet. She passed a few doors, and then a figure moved up to her and matched her pace.
"Look nice,luv." Spike said with a devilish tone. She rolled her eyes and fought herself not to look at what he was wearing. Then Spike fell out of her pace, and stood still as she walked, examining her! She turned around fiercely and pinned him up against the wall.
" Look buster-"
"I'm looking, Buffy." Spike said as his eyes grazed over her body and outfit. She groaned and tightened her grip around his neck harder, until he looked up at her.
" Don't you even dare! I don't even want to do this!" She yelled as she released him, and started walking, only to have him turn her around again to him.
" Don't be so worried. Its like a dream come true,pet." Spike smirked, as she saw a hint of amusement in his eyes. She wanted to slap him and he knew it. Damn him!
" Or a nightmare." Buffy mumbled.
" What was that,pet?" Spike asked.
" Oh, I said I'll be right there." Buffy said as she stepped to the side, as he smirked and brushed past her. Opening the doors to the bedroom. Buffy shut her eyes tightly.
" Whats wrong?" Cordelia asked coming up from behind her.
" Nothing. Just a little....nervous." Buffy admitted as she met Cordelia's smile.
" Calm down. Its no big deal." Cordy said.
" Your not going to be the one in bed with him!" Buffy said as she crossed her arms over her chest.
" Yeah....my life sucks." Cordy mocked as she grabbed her arm and led her into the room.
Buffy's witty comment flew out of her mind as she looked about. Her mouth literally dropped. And her eyes were fixed on the bed. The big, luxurious, soft, tempting bed. It had chestnut wood as the headboard and back, and there were silk sheets and a fluffy comforter. Xander came up and folded half the sheets over to expose the inside of the bed and feathery pillows.
'Oh God.' Was the only thing Buffy's mind was telling her.
And then she saw Spike, in black boxers only. His chest, and legs exposed. His hard, chest and rock abs exposed..... and then the only thing Buffy's mind was thinking was 'Get a grip.' Just then, someone came up form behind her and slid her robe off. She whipped around to meet Anya's face.
"What are you doing?!" Buffy whispered angry and frightened. She felt so vunerable, and exposed.
" You honestly don't think you were going to keep this on? Besides, it wouldn't look natural." Anya said, ushering her over.
" This whole thing isn't natural!" Buffy whispered angrily to herself. The room quieted and all eyes were on Buffy, as she made her way standing next to Spike nervously.
"Bottom or top,pet?" Spike whispered playfully. The knots in her stomache tightened.
" Ready all?" Xander asked happily. Spike shook his head so confidently, and Buffy did so too shamelessly. Her arms covered her stomach and upper part of her body shyly. Spike moved to look at her, and slid his hands over hers and brought them down to her side.
She gave him a slight thanking smile as Anya walked over to them both.
"Okay. Can you try this position?" Anya said as she held out the picture she obviously had taken out of a book. Buffy looked up at Spike as he nodded to Anya. He turned to Buffy and scouped her up tenderly and laid her in the bed.
Her head rested on the feathery light pillows. He slid the sheets covering her off of her body, and came on top of her. With his hands supporting his body, next to her head, and his legs trapping hers. Her mind-blank, her heart-racing, her breath-increasing.Then the questions came lightening speed.
'Why had Anya picked this position of all?' Buffy's mind screamed. 'Well, it is Anya.' It answered back. And then Spike lifted her up, and slipped his hand behind her head before resting her back down. 'What exactly is he playing at?' She thought, then a slight cackle rose and died in her throat. 'I know exactly what hes playing at.' Buffy answered her question. 'Thats why I can't get too attached to him.' She realised.
With one swift movement, he lowered himself down to her, and now it was skin on skin. Buffy bid her eyes open. Spike lowered his head down to hers and controlled her gaze now. Without warning, he angled his mouth over hers and then pulled back. When he repeated this action it was more of a tenderness that reached and pulled at her soul. Then when he pulled back he lingered at her bottom lip, until she responded.'Fine, if he wants to play....lets play.'She ravaged his mouth, until he pulled away and led feather light kisses down her neck and collar bone. Shivers sending, and nerves exploding, and her veins warming and bubbling her blood.
'Hes too good.' Buffy thought wickedly, before whispering, "How come you always win?"
"Because I can." He whispered back, smirking gently. She couldn't help but smile too.
A few minutes later, voices could be heard after the camera stopped blasting.
"Alright! Thats a wrap!" Xander announced. Buffy took a sigh, as Spike rolled off of her and stood up out of the bed. He wrenched her up and on the floor too. She hurried past him and out of the door.
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After a few minutes, Buffy arrived back down the stairs fully clothed. Spike obviously left already, and she spotted Cordelia, Anya, and Tara talking. She walked up to them, her smile contagious, and she couldn't help it.
"Its the woman of the hour." Cordy said nudging her on the arm.
"Oh grow up,Cordy. It was strictly business." Buffy said defensively. They all rolled they're eyes.
" Or a little bit of pleasure." Anya retorted.
" W-well you and S-Spike looked pretty close." Tara said.
" Well were friends." Buffy said.
" Friends with perks." Cordelia retaliated. Buffy rolled her eyes.
" So what are you all doing?" Buffy asked, diverting the situation.
" We were g-going to get some c-coffee. Do you want to come?" Tara asked.
" Yeah, come on." Cordy cheered.
" Well I don't know...." Buffy trailed off making up her mind. Willow had left this morning for the airport, while she was on set. So there would be no reason not to go.
" Oh, come on. It'll be fun. Plus, you could give us all the details with Spike." Anya said raising her brows. Buffy shook her head.
"Okay, sure. Lets go." She said as they all walked out of the old house.
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" So he's a good kisser?" Anya said sipping on her coffee.
"Yes." Buffy said as her cheeks grew red.
" Ooh." Cordy and Anya mocked at the same time.
" Okay, so on a scale from one to ten-" Cordelia asked. Her and Anya both were hanging on her every word as they all sat at a table at the local cafe.
" Hmm....twenty." Buffy said as Anya,Cordy, and Tara's mouths dropped open and smiles came bursting afterwards.
" I-I think you two look really g-good together." Tara said.
" Yes, you two little lust bunnies." Anya said as Buffy gaped and swatted her on the arm.
" What about you Ahn? Are you and Xander an item?" Buffy said while she took a sip of her moca with cream.
" Yeah, for three months now. He's very good in bed." Anya said dreamily as grossed expressions passed through the table.
" Anya, about that line we talked about....you crossed it again." Cordelia said shaking her head.
" Sorry." Anya ammended.
Just then, a blonde hair man dressed in dark clad clothing walked in and was ordering something from the counter. 'Spike! Oh no! He can't see me!' Buffy said as she saw him out of the corner of her eye.As she saw him turn around, Buffy leapt under the table before he could see her. 'Just a few more minutes and he'd be gone.... don't draw attention toward here.' Buffy thought as she closed her eyes tightly and clenched her fists.
"Buffy what are you doing?" Cordy asked under the table.
"Shhh...." Buffy whispered her. Her hand smacked her head once she heard Anya.
"Spike! Hey! Over here!" Anya shouted ushering him over.
"Dammit!" Buffy whispered to herself, as she spotted his boots near their table.
" Ey' ladies." Spike greeted warmly. He saw movement under the table, ducked slightly to see Buffy. "Why is Buffy under the table?" He asked to Anya.
"She's hiding from you." Anya replied, making Buffy jump up from her spot, smack her head, and crawl from under the table, holding her head.
"Oww. I am not hiding! Tara just dropped some napkins is all." Buffy lied.
" I did?" Tara asked confused. Buffy could just slap herself. 'Has no one heard of lying for a cause?!'
" Yes you did." Buffy said wrenching her a look and winking.
"Is there s-something wrong with your eye?" Tara asked dumbly. 'What the hell do I have to do? Hold up a fricken sign that says 'lie to Spike for me?!'
" No. Remember, the napkins you dropped t the floor?" Buffy repeated again.
" No she didn't." Cordelia said.
"Yes she did."
"No she didn't."
"Yes she did!" Buffy screamed annoyed. Cordelia got the hint and nodded.
Spike glanced back and forth between the ladies. Buffy smiling innocently, Anya day dreaming, Cordy had a devilish smile on, and Tara looking down nervously.
"Right. Um,er, Buffy can we talk?" Spike asked. Anya and Cordy's heads snapped toward the two winking.
"Uh...well...if you guys don't mind?" Buffy asked through clenching teeth, hoping one of them would get the clue.
" No, we don't mind at all. Go ahead." Cordy replied as Spike took Buffy's arm and walked away.
"Take your time." Anya whispered. Buffy gave her a death stare.
" What do you want?" Buffy asked once they were out front.
" Come by my room at seven." He replied low and sentually. He slid his hands in hers. She managed to grow a look of confusion on her face.
"Why?" Buffy responded a bit playfully. He smirked.
" Surprise." Spike said darkly, making her eyes jolt up to his. Amusement hidden in them. She considered her response for a moment, before answering.
" I don't like surprises." Buffy said, her tone calm and silky. He grabbed her by the waist,leaned back on her so she was completely against the brick wall,pushed her up to him more until she could feel what she was doing to him. And she smiled a bit, before he came down to her lips, barely an inch away.
" Trust me when I say, your going to love this one." Spike said in a deep secutive tone. His breath tingled against her skin and lingered on her lips, reminding her of the kiss earlier. She was unable to move, and just wanted him to grab her and kiss her until she couldn't breathe. "Say yes?" He said bringing her thoughts back. And he tasted so good and sweet....
"Yes." Buffy's voice cracked. She felt speechless under his penatrating orbs. Was that her voice? She didn't recognise it. She agreed, she just agreed. Like a puppy commanding his master, but she didn't care.
He nodded and with one small chaste kiss on her lips, he walked off. Leaving her, waiting, wondering, and wanting more. So much more. _______________
TBC......
A/N: Hey. Thanks for all the reviews! At last I updated. lol. I have the rest of the story planned out, so the updates will come more soon hopefully. And if anyone wants to request a location for a shoot or something, feel free. Also, next chapter extreme spuffyness!
Please review!
A/N: Hey. Thanks to all the reviewers! Keep them coming!
Disclaimer: So I stole Spike. Its true. Now Joss is all 'You stole him!' And I'm all like 'No! I just borrowed him, in the sense of not asking or returning.' Hehe.
Feedback: Feed me. lol.
Dedication- A line from my previous chapter,' I don't bite...unless you like that sort of thing.' Is property of buffsterangelicxws. She kindly let me use it. So thanks! Forgot to mention it.
Summary: Buffy Summers- an upcoming model in the business is hired to do an intimate photo shoot with Spike Johnson, the hottest thing in music. They will be king and queen of the year...but does hatred and desire turn them into the couple of the year? B/S
_________________
'Okay, so not only do I look like a total slut, but I'm going to be acting like one too! Perfect!' Buffy thought as she slipped on her white attire and gazed at herself in the mirror. Yup, she was right. The silky material hung tightly just above her knees, and the thin straps kept sliding down her shoulders. Good thing she had the short robe on, hopefully she could keep it on. She shook her head at the thoughts racing through her mind. 'Its just a shoot! A photo shoot! Not like its really happening.' Buffy said as she walked down the hall.
The master bedroom was at the very end of the hallway, and she hadn't seen it yet. She passed a few doors, and then a figure moved up to her and matched her pace.
"Look nice,luv." Spike said with a devilish tone. She rolled her eyes and fought herself not to look at what he was wearing. Then Spike fell out of her pace, and stood still as she walked, examining her! She turned around fiercely and pinned him up against the wall.
" Look buster-"
"I'm looking, Buffy." Spike said as his eyes grazed over her body and outfit. She groaned and tightened her grip around his neck harder, until he looked up at her.
" Don't you even dare! I don't even want to do this!" She yelled as she released him, and started walking, only to have him turn her around again to him.
" Don't be so worried. Its like a dream come true,pet." Spike smirked, as she saw a hint of amusement in his eyes. She wanted to slap him and he knew it. Damn him!
" Or a nightmare." Buffy mumbled.
" What was that,pet?" Spike asked.
" Oh, I said I'll be right there." Buffy said as she stepped to the side, as he smirked and brushed past her. Opening the doors to the bedroom. Buffy shut her eyes tightly.
" Whats wrong?" Cordelia asked coming up from behind her.
" Nothing. Just a little....nervous." Buffy admitted as she met Cordelia's smile.
" Calm down. Its no big deal." Cordy said.
" Your not going to be the one in bed with him!" Buffy said as she crossed her arms over her chest.
" Yeah....my life sucks." Cordy mocked as she grabbed her arm and led her into the room.
Buffy's witty comment flew out of her mind as she looked about. Her mouth literally dropped. And her eyes were fixed on the bed. The big, luxurious, soft, tempting bed. It had chestnut wood as the headboard and back, and there were silk sheets and a fluffy comforter. Xander came up and folded half the sheets over to expose the inside of the bed and feathery pillows.
'Oh God.' Was the only thing Buffy's mind was telling her.
And then she saw Spike, in black boxers only. His chest, and legs exposed. His hard, chest and rock abs exposed..... and then the only thing Buffy's mind was thinking was 'Get a grip.' Just then, someone came up form behind her and slid her robe off. She whipped around to meet Anya's face.
"What are you doing?!" Buffy whispered angry and frightened. She felt so vunerable, and exposed.
" You honestly don't think you were going to keep this on? Besides, it wouldn't look natural." Anya said, ushering her over.
" This whole thing isn't natural!" Buffy whispered angrily to herself. The room quieted and all eyes were on Buffy, as she made her way standing next to Spike nervously.
"Bottom or top,pet?" Spike whispered playfully. The knots in her stomache tightened.
" Ready all?" Xander asked happily. Spike shook his head so confidently, and Buffy did so too shamelessly. Her arms covered her stomach and upper part of her body shyly. Spike moved to look at her, and slid his hands over hers and brought them down to her side.
She gave him a slight thanking smile as Anya walked over to them both.
"Okay. Can you try this position?" Anya said as she held out the picture she obviously had taken out of a book. Buffy looked up at Spike as he nodded to Anya. He turned to Buffy and scouped her up tenderly and laid her in the bed.
Her head rested on the feathery light pillows. He slid the sheets covering her off of her body, and came on top of her. With his hands supporting his body, next to her head, and his legs trapping hers. Her mind-blank, her heart-racing, her breath-increasing.Then the questions came lightening speed.
'Why had Anya picked this position of all?' Buffy's mind screamed. 'Well, it is Anya.' It answered back. And then Spike lifted her up, and slipped his hand behind her head before resting her back down. 'What exactly is he playing at?' She thought, then a slight cackle rose and died in her throat. 'I know exactly what hes playing at.' Buffy answered her question. 'Thats why I can't get too attached to him.' She realised.
With one swift movement, he lowered himself down to her, and now it was skin on skin. Buffy bid her eyes open. Spike lowered his head down to hers and controlled her gaze now. Without warning, he angled his mouth over hers and then pulled back. When he repeated this action it was more of a tenderness that reached and pulled at her soul. Then when he pulled back he lingered at her bottom lip, until she responded.'Fine, if he wants to play....lets play.'She ravaged his mouth, until he pulled away and led feather light kisses down her neck and collar bone. Shivers sending, and nerves exploding, and her veins warming and bubbling her blood.
'Hes too good.' Buffy thought wickedly, before whispering, "How come you always win?"
"Because I can." He whispered back, smirking gently. She couldn't help but smile too.
A few minutes later, voices could be heard after the camera stopped blasting.
"Alright! Thats a wrap!" Xander announced. Buffy took a sigh, as Spike rolled off of her and stood up out of the bed. He wrenched her up and on the floor too. She hurried past him and out of the door.
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After a few minutes, Buffy arrived back down the stairs fully clothed. Spike obviously left already, and she spotted Cordelia, Anya, and Tara talking. She walked up to them, her smile contagious, and she couldn't help it.
"Its the woman of the hour." Cordy said nudging her on the arm.
"Oh grow up,Cordy. It was strictly business." Buffy said defensively. They all rolled they're eyes.
" Or a little bit of pleasure." Anya retorted.
" W-well you and S-Spike looked pretty close." Tara said.
" Well were friends." Buffy said.
" Friends with perks." Cordelia retaliated. Buffy rolled her eyes.
" So what are you all doing?" Buffy asked, diverting the situation.
" We were g-going to get some c-coffee. Do you want to come?" Tara asked.
" Yeah, come on." Cordy cheered.
" Well I don't know...." Buffy trailed off making up her mind. Willow had left this morning for the airport, while she was on set. So there would be no reason not to go.
" Oh, come on. It'll be fun. Plus, you could give us all the details with Spike." Anya said raising her brows. Buffy shook her head.
"Okay, sure. Lets go." She said as they all walked out of the old house.
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" So he's a good kisser?" Anya said sipping on her coffee.
"Yes." Buffy said as her cheeks grew red.
" Ooh." Cordy and Anya mocked at the same time.
" Okay, so on a scale from one to ten-" Cordelia asked. Her and Anya both were hanging on her every word as they all sat at a table at the local cafe.
" Hmm....twenty." Buffy said as Anya,Cordy, and Tara's mouths dropped open and smiles came bursting afterwards.
" I-I think you two look really g-good together." Tara said.
" Yes, you two little lust bunnies." Anya said as Buffy gaped and swatted her on the arm.
" What about you Ahn? Are you and Xander an item?" Buffy said while she took a sip of her moca with cream.
" Yeah, for three months now. He's very good in bed." Anya said dreamily as grossed expressions passed through the table.
" Anya, about that line we talked about....you crossed it again." Cordelia said shaking her head.
" Sorry." Anya ammended.
Just then, a blonde hair man dressed in dark clad clothing walked in and was ordering something from the counter. 'Spike! Oh no! He can't see me!' Buffy said as she saw him out of the corner of her eye.As she saw him turn around, Buffy leapt under the table before he could see her. 'Just a few more minutes and he'd be gone.... don't draw attention toward here.' Buffy thought as she closed her eyes tightly and clenched her fists.
"Buffy what are you doing?" Cordy asked under the table.
"Shhh...." Buffy whispered her. Her hand smacked her head once she heard Anya.
"Spike! Hey! Over here!" Anya shouted ushering him over.
"Dammit!" Buffy whispered to herself, as she spotted his boots near their table.
" Ey' ladies." Spike greeted warmly. He saw movement under the table, ducked slightly to see Buffy. "Why is Buffy under the table?" He asked to Anya.
"She's hiding from you." Anya replied, making Buffy jump up from her spot, smack her head, and crawl from under the table, holding her head.
"Oww. I am not hiding! Tara just dropped some napkins is all." Buffy lied.
" I did?" Tara asked confused. Buffy could just slap herself. 'Has no one heard of lying for a cause?!'
" Yes you did." Buffy said wrenching her a look and winking.
"Is there s-something wrong with your eye?" Tara asked dumbly. 'What the hell do I have to do? Hold up a fricken sign that says 'lie to Spike for me?!'
" No. Remember, the napkins you dropped t the floor?" Buffy repeated again.
" No she didn't." Cordelia said.
"Yes she did."
"No she didn't."
"Yes she did!" Buffy screamed annoyed. Cordelia got the hint and nodded.
Spike glanced back and forth between the ladies. Buffy smiling innocently, Anya day dreaming, Cordy had a devilish smile on, and Tara looking down nervously.
"Right. Um,er, Buffy can we talk?" Spike asked. Anya and Cordy's heads snapped toward the two winking.
"Uh...well...if you guys don't mind?" Buffy asked through clenching teeth, hoping one of them would get the clue.
" No, we don't mind at all. Go ahead." Cordy replied as Spike took Buffy's arm and walked away.
"Take your time." Anya whispered. Buffy gave her a death stare.
" What do you want?" Buffy asked once they were out front.
" Come by my room at seven." He replied low and sentually. He slid his hands in hers. She managed to grow a look of confusion on her face.
"Why?" Buffy responded a bit playfully. He smirked.
" Surprise." Spike said darkly, making her eyes jolt up to his. Amusement hidden in them. She considered her response for a moment, before answering.
" I don't like surprises." Buffy said, her tone calm and silky. He grabbed her by the waist,leaned back on her so she was completely against the brick wall,pushed her up to him more until she could feel what she was doing to him. And she smiled a bit, before he came down to her lips, barely an inch away.
" Trust me when I say, your going to love this one." Spike said in a deep secutive tone. His breath tingled against her skin and lingered on her lips, reminding her of the kiss earlier. She was unable to move, and just wanted him to grab her and kiss her until she couldn't breathe. "Say yes?" He said bringing her thoughts back. And he tasted so good and sweet....
"Yes." Buffy's voice cracked. She felt speechless under his penatrating orbs. Was that her voice? She didn't recognise it. She agreed, she just agreed. Like a puppy commanding his master, but she didn't care.
He nodded and with one small chaste kiss on her lips, he walked off. Leaving her, waiting, wondering, and wanting more. So much more. _______________
TBC......
A/N: Hey. Thanks for all the reviews! At last I updated. lol. I have the rest of the story planned out, so the updates will come more soon hopefully. And if anyone wants to request a location for a shoot or something, feel free. Also, next chapter extreme spuffyness!
Please review!