After putting Summer down on a chair, Spike carried Buffy to the bed and
laid her down gently. After a moment's hesitation, he returned to the
chair Summer slumbered in and turned it to face the wall. No need
traumatizing the poor thing if she were to wake while they were.....not
sleeping.
He looked back at Buffy, who looked a mix of nerves and lust. The scent of her arousal combined with a tinge of fear was overwhelming. He hoped he would be able to control himself enough not to scare her away. He joined her on the bed and for a moment she just wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly. He returned her embrace. He realized he needed the moment to regain his composure again. The stimuli and prospects were too much for him, and he needed to calm down before words like 'premature' and 'ejaculation' became an issue.
After a moment of just holding each other, Buffy tilted her head up. Spike smiled down at her and lowered to her for a kiss. His hands played up and down her back while hers ran through his hair. The kiss was gentle at first, but soon they both felt the need for more. Spike slipped one hand under her shirt and caressed her bare back, then skirted his fingers just under the waist of her pants. Buffy pulled her arms down between them and started unbuttoning his shirt. She had been thinking all day that tonight would be the night. When she saw him wearing the blue shirt he had worn the night she told her friends about them, she knew it was a sign. Truth be told, she knew if he had been wearing his standard black t-shirt and black jeans, she would have seen that as a sign too. She just knew she was ready for this. And she was pretty sure he wouldn't have any hesitations. But then he did.
He had stopped his gentle caresses and pulled away from her kiss. His eyes glistened and Buffy could tell he was near tears. "What is it? Is it too fast? I mean, I'm sorry, I just thought....."
Spike smiled a bit and shook his head. "No, luv, not too fast. Nothing wrong with this moment at all."
Buffy reached up and traced his cheekbone. "Then what's with sad Spike?"
He shook his head again. "Not so much sad, luv, as glad." At her frown, he tried to explain. "I just remembered......the last time we were like this. Together, in bed, about to make love....."
Buffy saddened. "Oh, Spike, no. I'm sorry.....so sorry about that. Please don't think of that right now. This is not.....I would never do that again.....you know that, right?"
Spike shook his head, smiling at her. "I know it, luv. That's why I'm glad. Just got that old feeling back for a moment, is all. Just something that flashed in my head. All gone now."
"Good, because this is not a time to be mopey, got it?" She poked him in his now bare chest.
"Got it. God, I love you, Buffy." His eyes betrayed so much emotion, she thought she might cry.
"Spike, I.....you know that I....." Spike put a finger to her lips.
"Ssshhh, don't, luv. You don't have to say anything. 'M not asking for anything, am I? But know that I'm going to tell you all the time, as much as you'll tolerate, that I love you. Your feelings about me are yours to sort out. And once you get them figured out, you can let me know, if you want. And despite what you may think, I'm not asking you to love me. I'm asking you to let me love you. Right now we're two people who make each other happy. Make each other feel good. And if that's all it ever is for you, it's still more than I ever imagined I could have with you. Not saying I don't want you to love me, because we both know that's not true. But I just want this clear, the fact that you care for me and have feelings for me is enough. Always will be. I'll never ask for more than that. And when I say I love you, it's not because I want to hear it back. It's because I feel it and I want you to know it." Spike kissed her on the forehead, needing a moment to not be looking in her soft, green eyes.
When he was able to look at her again, she smiled up at him. "Thank you. I don't know what I did to deserve someone like you, Spike. Since the day I returned, you have always given me what I needed. Always told me what I needed to hear. Even if I didn't want to." She looked shyly at his chest and started tracing light patterns there. "And now.....there's something else that I need. Well, it's more of a want at the moment, but I have a feeling it will become a need pretty soon....."
Spike managed a playful smirk, even while her heady scent tempted his demon to make an appearance. He knew he had to let her see the man in him, as much as the animal wanted to come out and play. He gently rolled her onto he back and slid down her body. He hooked his thumbs in her belt loops and tugged her pants down slowly, releasing more of her aroma. He shivered without realizing, and she stilled his hands. "What's wrong?"
He looked up at her and shook his head. "Nothing, pet. Nothing at all. Just can't believe this is really happening."
She giggled. "Well, maybe you need some more convincing that it *is* happening." With that, she quickly whipped off her shirt and threw it across the room. It landed on the chair that Summer was still contendedly sleeping on.
Buffy smiled when she saw Spike immediately entranced with her chest. "Hmm, maybe I should go patrolling topless. My breasts seem to have the power to hypnotize vampires." She looked down and frowned. "Not much going on there, but whatever works....."
It took Spike a moment to process what she was saying, but when he did, he let out a low growl. "*I'm* the only vamp that gets to see these, got it?"
Buffy bit her lip. "Well....."
A louder growl. "From now on....."
Buffy giggled again, "Deal. But ya know.....you *can* do more than just see them......" Buffy took his hand and brought it to her lace covered breast. Spike made a sound that was somewhere between growling and choking. Buffy pulled him down with her as she laid back on the bed. She let out a slight moan as he ground himself into her as he kissed her neck. "MMmmm....Spike.....too many clothes.....take them off......now." Spike readily complied with that, and every other wish, desire, fantasy and command she had that night.
***
TBC
He looked back at Buffy, who looked a mix of nerves and lust. The scent of her arousal combined with a tinge of fear was overwhelming. He hoped he would be able to control himself enough not to scare her away. He joined her on the bed and for a moment she just wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly. He returned her embrace. He realized he needed the moment to regain his composure again. The stimuli and prospects were too much for him, and he needed to calm down before words like 'premature' and 'ejaculation' became an issue.
After a moment of just holding each other, Buffy tilted her head up. Spike smiled down at her and lowered to her for a kiss. His hands played up and down her back while hers ran through his hair. The kiss was gentle at first, but soon they both felt the need for more. Spike slipped one hand under her shirt and caressed her bare back, then skirted his fingers just under the waist of her pants. Buffy pulled her arms down between them and started unbuttoning his shirt. She had been thinking all day that tonight would be the night. When she saw him wearing the blue shirt he had worn the night she told her friends about them, she knew it was a sign. Truth be told, she knew if he had been wearing his standard black t-shirt and black jeans, she would have seen that as a sign too. She just knew she was ready for this. And she was pretty sure he wouldn't have any hesitations. But then he did.
He had stopped his gentle caresses and pulled away from her kiss. His eyes glistened and Buffy could tell he was near tears. "What is it? Is it too fast? I mean, I'm sorry, I just thought....."
Spike smiled a bit and shook his head. "No, luv, not too fast. Nothing wrong with this moment at all."
Buffy reached up and traced his cheekbone. "Then what's with sad Spike?"
He shook his head again. "Not so much sad, luv, as glad." At her frown, he tried to explain. "I just remembered......the last time we were like this. Together, in bed, about to make love....."
Buffy saddened. "Oh, Spike, no. I'm sorry.....so sorry about that. Please don't think of that right now. This is not.....I would never do that again.....you know that, right?"
Spike shook his head, smiling at her. "I know it, luv. That's why I'm glad. Just got that old feeling back for a moment, is all. Just something that flashed in my head. All gone now."
"Good, because this is not a time to be mopey, got it?" She poked him in his now bare chest.
"Got it. God, I love you, Buffy." His eyes betrayed so much emotion, she thought she might cry.
"Spike, I.....you know that I....." Spike put a finger to her lips.
"Ssshhh, don't, luv. You don't have to say anything. 'M not asking for anything, am I? But know that I'm going to tell you all the time, as much as you'll tolerate, that I love you. Your feelings about me are yours to sort out. And once you get them figured out, you can let me know, if you want. And despite what you may think, I'm not asking you to love me. I'm asking you to let me love you. Right now we're two people who make each other happy. Make each other feel good. And if that's all it ever is for you, it's still more than I ever imagined I could have with you. Not saying I don't want you to love me, because we both know that's not true. But I just want this clear, the fact that you care for me and have feelings for me is enough. Always will be. I'll never ask for more than that. And when I say I love you, it's not because I want to hear it back. It's because I feel it and I want you to know it." Spike kissed her on the forehead, needing a moment to not be looking in her soft, green eyes.
When he was able to look at her again, she smiled up at him. "Thank you. I don't know what I did to deserve someone like you, Spike. Since the day I returned, you have always given me what I needed. Always told me what I needed to hear. Even if I didn't want to." She looked shyly at his chest and started tracing light patterns there. "And now.....there's something else that I need. Well, it's more of a want at the moment, but I have a feeling it will become a need pretty soon....."
Spike managed a playful smirk, even while her heady scent tempted his demon to make an appearance. He knew he had to let her see the man in him, as much as the animal wanted to come out and play. He gently rolled her onto he back and slid down her body. He hooked his thumbs in her belt loops and tugged her pants down slowly, releasing more of her aroma. He shivered without realizing, and she stilled his hands. "What's wrong?"
He looked up at her and shook his head. "Nothing, pet. Nothing at all. Just can't believe this is really happening."
She giggled. "Well, maybe you need some more convincing that it *is* happening." With that, she quickly whipped off her shirt and threw it across the room. It landed on the chair that Summer was still contendedly sleeping on.
Buffy smiled when she saw Spike immediately entranced with her chest. "Hmm, maybe I should go patrolling topless. My breasts seem to have the power to hypnotize vampires." She looked down and frowned. "Not much going on there, but whatever works....."
It took Spike a moment to process what she was saying, but when he did, he let out a low growl. "*I'm* the only vamp that gets to see these, got it?"
Buffy bit her lip. "Well....."
A louder growl. "From now on....."
Buffy giggled again, "Deal. But ya know.....you *can* do more than just see them......" Buffy took his hand and brought it to her lace covered breast. Spike made a sound that was somewhere between growling and choking. Buffy pulled him down with her as she laid back on the bed. She let out a slight moan as he ground himself into her as he kissed her neck. "MMmmm....Spike.....too many clothes.....take them off......now." Spike readily complied with that, and every other wish, desire, fantasy and command she had that night.
***
TBC