Finally some sodding peace, spike thought, Taking a deep relief filled breath as he closed the basement door. After one of those little bints had walked in on him in the shower, he had been avoiding them all together. Most of them had never seen a vampire, let-a-lone a naked buff vamp, dripping wet and covered with soap. He couldn't help smiling as he remembered the young chit standing there. Blushing profusely, mouth wide, eyes flitting up and down his muscular body.
That was a week ago, and it had been that long since he had had a shower, not wanting to face another dampened maiden while in his buff glory. So he had avoided the shower and avoided the slayerettes, and between him and himself he was feeling a little funky.
Making his way towards the bathroom, a sound caught his attention. A female sound. A unique cry that he recognized all to well. Buffy...
Every good part of him warned him that he should walk away and have that shower, but the man and the beast in him needed, yearned to know. Silently, he opened her door a crack, just a little peak.
His heart screamed at the vision that met him. Legs spread wide, knees gripping the tall black mans hips, as he drove himself within her. Whispering her name over and over, becoming more and more breathless as his excitement grew.
Part of him wanted to pull the principle off his sweet slayer and beat him to a bloody pulp. But he stood paralised. Watching. It struck him that her had never seen her from this angle. He had made love to her so many times and yet he had never really seen her in the throes of passion. Damn she was beautiful. Her eyes tightly closed, her head straining against the pillow, her hands gripping Woods' broad shoulders, as he thrust over and over. he moved in long slow stokes but there was no mistaking the strenght and power behind them.
Her breath came faster. Her hips rose to meet the principles thrusts faster, faster. She was close. Spike felt himself becoming hard watching her. Her head thrashing against the pillow, her knees rising, yearning for a deeper thrust. The moans she was ommitting were driving him wild. Her lips were working overtime, soundless words as she drew ever closer to her prize.
"Spike!"
Shocked, he thought she had seen him. But her eyes were still clamped tight. For a moment he was sure that he had imagined her outburst. But there was no mistaking Woods reaction. he'd stopped moving and had raised himself up with his arms.
She didn't notice...she was too far gone. Gripping the principles tight brown butt with her slayer strenghthened hands. Keeping him in place as she thrust her groin in quick circles. Shuddering, her mouth forming a rapturous smile as she pulled her climax closer.
"Spike! oh I missed this_____Missed you____Love___ y....OOh", her cries were cut short as her orgasm hit. Her ecstatic scream filling the room.
He quickly moved away from the door and into the bathroom, not wanting her to see him when she came back down. A wicked, self satisfying grin covering his face as he closed the bathroom door and leaned against it. She may have been getting down and dirty with 'Principle Man' but it was him, Spike, who was in her mind. Wood may have been the one inside her, but Spike was the one who brought her to climax. spike was the one in her mind and in her heart.
But he could dwell and dream of this later. for now there was something more important he needed to do. He disrobed and turned the shower to cold.