Buffy couldn't believe her life! She was sitting here eating, watching,
and laughing at a bad talk show with her mortal enemy. The strangest part
was that she was having a good time. She could never sit back and watch TV
with Angel. He didn't even eat. The only time she ever saw Angel was to
patrol or when there was danger. They had never just hung out or even been
on a real date.
Spike was feeling uncomfortable, the slayer was staring at him and looking deep in thought.
"What are thinking about luv?" He asked.
"Just how different you are from Angel You eat and watch TV and even laugh."
"Yeah well guess I just have a better personality."
"Why do you stay with Drusilla?"
"Where did that come from?"
Well, it's just even though you are a vampire, you're so full of life and well, Drucilla is just crazy."
"I love her."
"I know. I saw that when I was about dust her and you let all of those people go. You're very loyal to her. Well, I think I am going to try to get some sleep. Spike I get the bed you can have the floor."
"Hey, that's not fair!"
"We're not sharing the bed."
"Bloody Hell! I can't win any argument with you."
"Yes you can. I didn't drive your car, remember?
Spike just shook his head and scowled.
"Spike you don't even sleep at night."
"Fine, I'll just watch more telly."
"Hey, I can't sleep with the TV on."
"What do you expect me to do?"
"You can go out, but don't kill anyone."
"Fine, I'll see you later."
Spike walked out of the room mumbling something about not being able to wait to get home.
Buffy laid down in the bed and fell asleep instantly.
Suddenly, she was in the factory on a table with Al staring down at her with an evil gleam in his eyes. She tried to move but her arms and legs were tied down to the table.
"Ready to die Slayer? I love the look of terror in your eyes and the smell of fear."
The next Buffy knew was the feeling of cold hands holding her telling her everything would be alright. She opened her eyes and found beautiful blues ones staring back with concern. Buffy then realized she was crying in Spike's arms.
"Spike?"
"Don't worry, you just had a nightmare. I walked in and you were screaming."
Buffy looked at him with wide eyes. "Why do you care?"
Spike quickly stood and became defensive. "Bloody Hell! I don't, I just didn't want you waking up all the other guests."
For some reason the fact that he didn't care mattered way deep down.
"So why did you come back?"
"There's nothing do in this town."
Neither Buffy nor Spike knew what else to say.
"Well I guess I'll try to go back to sleep."
Spike just shook his head.
Spike was in deep thought he couldn't figure out why, when he heard the slayer screaming, why is first instinct had been to comfort her. She was his mortal enemy he should have relished the sound of her in pain. He had killed two slayers and he was going to eventually kill this one, too. He had to admit, that he did respect her. She was the best fighter he had ever fought; she had her own style and didn't play by the rules. Spike decided it was just because he used to comforting Dru when she had bad dreams that he was just reacting to the situation.
Buffy tried to sleep, but she couldn't. She looked at the clock it was only 8:29pm. Buffy kept thinking about her dream. "Was it a slayer dream? Did that mean it was going to come true?" She thought to herself.
She was scared and she wasn't sure what she should do. Buffy again felt cold strong hands holding her she looked up and Spike was smiling telling her not to worry and that everything was going to work out. She held him tighter never wanting to let go. He kissed her forehead and stared into her green eyes and then placed a gentle kiss on her lips. Buffy returned the kiss nibbling on his lip and slipping her tongue in his mouth deepening it and making it more passionate.
Spike gently removed Buffy's tank top. He then massaged her breasts he was rewarded with a moan. Buffy kissed him again and started panting when Spike went lower and dipped into her panties and felt her becoming wet for him. He penetrated her with his finger and began thrusting in and out bringing Buffy to orgasm screaming his name.
Buffy leaped up in bed panting and sweating and felt something wet in her panties. She couldn't believe what she had just dreamed. She didn't know whether she would have rather had another nightmare. In a big way this was a nightmare. Dreaming about having sex with your mortal enemy was definitely a nightmare. Why hadn't she dreamed about Angel? Why had she dreamed about Spike? He was sexy! Oh no, she did not just think that! Bad Buffy! "He looks so hot naked!" She couldn't stop thinking about him; the dream had felt so real.
"Oh no! What if it comes true? I hope it does.no, I don't!" Great Buffy, now you are arguing with yourself and staring at the sexy sleeping vampire and thinking bad thoughts. "He looked so sweet sleeping, you'd never know he was an evil vampire."
Spike was feeling uncomfortable, the slayer was staring at him and looking deep in thought.
"What are thinking about luv?" He asked.
"Just how different you are from Angel You eat and watch TV and even laugh."
"Yeah well guess I just have a better personality."
"Why do you stay with Drusilla?"
"Where did that come from?"
Well, it's just even though you are a vampire, you're so full of life and well, Drucilla is just crazy."
"I love her."
"I know. I saw that when I was about dust her and you let all of those people go. You're very loyal to her. Well, I think I am going to try to get some sleep. Spike I get the bed you can have the floor."
"Hey, that's not fair!"
"We're not sharing the bed."
"Bloody Hell! I can't win any argument with you."
"Yes you can. I didn't drive your car, remember?
Spike just shook his head and scowled.
"Spike you don't even sleep at night."
"Fine, I'll just watch more telly."
"Hey, I can't sleep with the TV on."
"What do you expect me to do?"
"You can go out, but don't kill anyone."
"Fine, I'll see you later."
Spike walked out of the room mumbling something about not being able to wait to get home.
Buffy laid down in the bed and fell asleep instantly.
Suddenly, she was in the factory on a table with Al staring down at her with an evil gleam in his eyes. She tried to move but her arms and legs were tied down to the table.
"Ready to die Slayer? I love the look of terror in your eyes and the smell of fear."
The next Buffy knew was the feeling of cold hands holding her telling her everything would be alright. She opened her eyes and found beautiful blues ones staring back with concern. Buffy then realized she was crying in Spike's arms.
"Spike?"
"Don't worry, you just had a nightmare. I walked in and you were screaming."
Buffy looked at him with wide eyes. "Why do you care?"
Spike quickly stood and became defensive. "Bloody Hell! I don't, I just didn't want you waking up all the other guests."
For some reason the fact that he didn't care mattered way deep down.
"So why did you come back?"
"There's nothing do in this town."
Neither Buffy nor Spike knew what else to say.
"Well I guess I'll try to go back to sleep."
Spike just shook his head.
Spike was in deep thought he couldn't figure out why, when he heard the slayer screaming, why is first instinct had been to comfort her. She was his mortal enemy he should have relished the sound of her in pain. He had killed two slayers and he was going to eventually kill this one, too. He had to admit, that he did respect her. She was the best fighter he had ever fought; she had her own style and didn't play by the rules. Spike decided it was just because he used to comforting Dru when she had bad dreams that he was just reacting to the situation.
Buffy tried to sleep, but she couldn't. She looked at the clock it was only 8:29pm. Buffy kept thinking about her dream. "Was it a slayer dream? Did that mean it was going to come true?" She thought to herself.
She was scared and she wasn't sure what she should do. Buffy again felt cold strong hands holding her she looked up and Spike was smiling telling her not to worry and that everything was going to work out. She held him tighter never wanting to let go. He kissed her forehead and stared into her green eyes and then placed a gentle kiss on her lips. Buffy returned the kiss nibbling on his lip and slipping her tongue in his mouth deepening it and making it more passionate.
Spike gently removed Buffy's tank top. He then massaged her breasts he was rewarded with a moan. Buffy kissed him again and started panting when Spike went lower and dipped into her panties and felt her becoming wet for him. He penetrated her with his finger and began thrusting in and out bringing Buffy to orgasm screaming his name.
Buffy leaped up in bed panting and sweating and felt something wet in her panties. She couldn't believe what she had just dreamed. She didn't know whether she would have rather had another nightmare. In a big way this was a nightmare. Dreaming about having sex with your mortal enemy was definitely a nightmare. Why hadn't she dreamed about Angel? Why had she dreamed about Spike? He was sexy! Oh no, she did not just think that! Bad Buffy! "He looks so hot naked!" She couldn't stop thinking about him; the dream had felt so real.
"Oh no! What if it comes true? I hope it does.no, I don't!" Great Buffy, now you are arguing with yourself and staring at the sexy sleeping vampire and thinking bad thoughts. "He looked so sweet sleeping, you'd never know he was an evil vampire."