Chapter 29.
Buffy slumped back into the couch and put her feet up on the coffee table. She hadn't had a proper nights sleep for days now, sure she had a little at the hospital, but that was more painkiller induced, than actual rest. She wanted to collapse into her bed and pull the covers over her. Actually that wasn't strictly true, she wanted to collapse into bed and pull Spike over her, but that wasn't an option for the foreseeable future. She had to settle for sharing Dawns bed, at least until Molly had gotten used to the new arrangements.
"She seems to be settled now," Spike said as he returned to the living room. He leant over the back of the couch, placing a kiss on Buffy's forehead. She couldn't help but let a smile spread across her face. He came round the front to sit beside her, casually swinging an arm around her shoulders. It was like they had never been apart.
"I'm pretty beat myself," Buffy mumbled after a while. She had been sitting snuggled against Spike for the last half hour, stifling her yawns and trying desperately to keep her eyes open, but they kept closing against her will. Finally she admitted defeat.
"You want me to tuck you in too?" Spike asked with a wicked grin on his face.
Buffy giggled, then seeing the look of horror on Dawn's face, decided that maybe that wasn't such a good idea.
"I'll try not to hog the bed too much Dawnie," she said as she made her way to the bedroom.
"You can spread out as much as you like, I called Lindsay and I am going over the stay there tonight." Dawn smiled to herself, thoughts of what she would be getting up to later flooded her mind.
Buffy was secretly relieved, Dawn had a tendency to kick out in the night, and she snored worse than any guy she had ever dated.
"When are we going to meet Lindsay," she asked, "she sounds like a really nice girl." Buffy wondered out loud.
Faith and Dawn exchanged a knowing look, and tried not to laugh out loud.
"Yeah Buffy, she's lovely," she replied as she gathered her things and prepared to head over to her boyfriends. "No boinking in my bed!" She added as she closed the door.
Faith couldn't hold her laugh in anymore and it came out, resounding around the room.
"What?" Buffy asked, trying to hold in another yawn.
"Um, nothing," Faith answered.
Buffy looked back, disbelieving.
"Lindsay'sherboyfriendandsheisgoingovertohavesex" Faith blurted out, before grabbing the remote control, and staring very intently at the screen. Sensing the sudden cold breeze that had entered the room, Gunn decided that helping Faith in her 'let's find something on TV' quest was a safe option. Buffy had snapped out of her dozy state and was glaring at Faith, who was still desperately trying to pretend she wasn't doing so.
"Ooh look the discovery channel has koala bears!" She squeaked in a most un Faithlike manner. Gunn couldn't help but find her adorable. Buffy however thought otherwise.
"You knew she was sleeping with this guy, you don't tell me, and you let her leave the apartment!" She screamed at Faith, who had no choice but to acknowledge that actually koala bears, didn't really rock her boat.
She flung her arms in the air, "She's nineteen for fucks sake B! Let the girl have a life! She's not stupid, she's being careful!" She shouted back, before realising what she had just said.
Buffy crossed her arms and glared at her friend, who was now desperately thinking of someway she could backtrack to cover her last comment.
"How do you know she's being careful Faith? Just how much has she told you? She's just a kid, she shouldn't be."
"Err pet, we were shagging at eighteen!" Spike interrupted, quickly shutting up when Buffy's fury came down on him.
"She is not us! She is my little sister!"
Spike held his hands up and backed away from the irate blonde before him. It was true, he was pretty shocked at Faith's little announcement. Dawn was like his little sister, he felt very protective towards her, but he couldn't help thinking Buffy had wrapped the girl in cotton wool for the last five years. She wasn't a little girl anymore, she was a young woman.
"What were you thinking Faith? Anything could happen. This guy could be a psycho, or, or, she could get pregnant or something.did you think of that?" Buffy rambled wildly.
Faith sighed loudly and turned to face her friend. She could almost see the steam coming out of Buffy's ears.
"He isn't a psycho, he's perfectly normal and she isn't gonna get pregnant! She is just being a teenager, you can't protect her from everything B!"
Buffy stomped into Dawn's room, shutting the door behind her. She knew she was being overly protective, but if she wasn't who would be. Dawn wasn't a minor anymore, but Buffy still felt responsible for her. She didn't want her to get hurt the way she had back in school. Spike gave her a few minutes to calm herself before following her. He knocked on the door gently before pushing it open. He poked his head round the door.
"Is it safe to come in?" He asked, before wandering in and sitting on the bed beside her. Her stroked her hair and placed his arms around her, pulling her close to him. She tried to resist at first, but it really wasn't easy to resist him, however mad she was.
"You have to let her go a little pet," he whispered, as he trailed a line of soft kisses down her neck.
She wanted to be mad at him for not backing her up, but his lips on her neck made her crumble almost instantly.
"I know, I just wish she had spoken to me, and not Faith," she mumbled, "I mean, why would she go to her?"
Spike raised his eyebrows and looked straight at her.
"Pet, if she needed to get some sex ed, then I'd say Faith would be a good place to start, and I guess she figured you might have gone mental.and lets face it, she was right!"
He was right of course, as usual.
Spike ran his hands over her shoulders, rubbing them gently. Her muscles were tense, and twitched beneath his touch.
"How about I relax you a little before bed, then you can have a good nights sleep. Things won't look so scary in the morning," he whispered.
He pulled her further back onto the bed before reaching over and pulling her sweater over her head.
"Lay on your front love," he said before jumping up from the bed and leaving the room. He returned a minute later with a bottle of oil in his hands.
"What are you doing," she asked, her head buried in the pillows.
"Just borrowed a little something from Faith pet, nothing to worry about," he said as he unhooked the clasp on her bra, pushing the straps down her shoulders.
"If it's chocolate body paint you can forget it mister," she joked as she felt him pour a cool liquid on the small of her back. The smell of ylang ylang and rosemary perforated the air, that alone made her relax almost instantly.
She felt his hands sweep from the small of her back up to her shoulders, leaving small tingles along the path they had touched. He pulled them gently down her sides to return to his starting point. Buffy smiled into the pillows, 'He always did have good hands' she thought as she tried to resist the urge to turn over and jump on him.
Spike traced the same path with his hands time and time again, paying attention to the tense muscles of her shoulders. His touch was gentle, yet firm, she was putty in his hands literally. He moved so he was sat over her ass, enabling him to get better pressure on her sore muscles. As he leant over her to sweep his hands up her back she instinctively pushed back onto him, causing him to harden instantly, not that he wasn't turned on enough already, but he was just managing to keep himself under control. He let out a small groan as she pressed herself back into his groin. He traced his fingers down her side, gently touching the sides of her breast, causing her to let out a tiny moan. This was almost more than she could bear. She was with the man she loved, but they couldn't go too far, not yet. Buffy didn't even realise the appreciative noises she was making until Faith knocked on the door, making both of them jump out of their hypnotized state.
"Hey, no boinking remember!" She laughed before running back to her own bedroom.
Buffy giggled into the pillows, and relaxed down again to allow Spike to continue. He leant down over her, crushing her into the bed.
"Feeling more relaxed pet?" He whispered, before running his tongue down her neck and softly nibbling its base.
"Mmmm a little, but I could do with a little more.relaxing."
In one move he flipped her over to lie on her back, sitting up to observe her.
"So beautiful," he murmured as he moved forward gently capturing her lips. He pulled away before she could deepen the kiss.
Buffy reached up to grab him by the shirt but he caught her hands, pushing them back behind her on the bed. She wanted to touch him so badly, but he was evading her hands at every turn. Spike traced his fingers down her body, following the curve of her breasts, she gasped as he gently ran his fingertips over her sensitive nipples, arching towards him, begging him to increase his touch. He just shook his head before bowing down his head to capture it in his mouth, softly sucking and running his tongue over it. Buffy pushed herself up into his body, she could feel his arousal and she wanted him, now.
He slid down the bed, undoing her jeans as he went, and pulling them down, until she lay below him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down until she was being crushed into the mattress. She was done with gentle, she wanted him now. Grasping his hair in one hand she pulled his head down, crashing their lips together, forcing her tongue into his mouth. He couldn't resist, he kissed her back, more passionately than he ever had before. She pulled at his shirt, desperate to touch his flesh, to feel his muscles rippling against her. They broke away briefly to catch a breath.
"Buffy, I love you so much," he whispered before leaning back into her.
They were interrupted by the sound of Molly crying in the other room.
Spike lowered his head, kissing her on the cheek.
"Sorry pet, I have to go to her, you understand??"
She nodded, pulling him to her for one last kiss.
It was ok, they had a lifetime of nights ahead of them, she could let him leave her for this one time.
Buffy slumped back into the couch and put her feet up on the coffee table. She hadn't had a proper nights sleep for days now, sure she had a little at the hospital, but that was more painkiller induced, than actual rest. She wanted to collapse into her bed and pull the covers over her. Actually that wasn't strictly true, she wanted to collapse into bed and pull Spike over her, but that wasn't an option for the foreseeable future. She had to settle for sharing Dawns bed, at least until Molly had gotten used to the new arrangements.
"She seems to be settled now," Spike said as he returned to the living room. He leant over the back of the couch, placing a kiss on Buffy's forehead. She couldn't help but let a smile spread across her face. He came round the front to sit beside her, casually swinging an arm around her shoulders. It was like they had never been apart.
"I'm pretty beat myself," Buffy mumbled after a while. She had been sitting snuggled against Spike for the last half hour, stifling her yawns and trying desperately to keep her eyes open, but they kept closing against her will. Finally she admitted defeat.
"You want me to tuck you in too?" Spike asked with a wicked grin on his face.
Buffy giggled, then seeing the look of horror on Dawn's face, decided that maybe that wasn't such a good idea.
"I'll try not to hog the bed too much Dawnie," she said as she made her way to the bedroom.
"You can spread out as much as you like, I called Lindsay and I am going over the stay there tonight." Dawn smiled to herself, thoughts of what she would be getting up to later flooded her mind.
Buffy was secretly relieved, Dawn had a tendency to kick out in the night, and she snored worse than any guy she had ever dated.
"When are we going to meet Lindsay," she asked, "she sounds like a really nice girl." Buffy wondered out loud.
Faith and Dawn exchanged a knowing look, and tried not to laugh out loud.
"Yeah Buffy, she's lovely," she replied as she gathered her things and prepared to head over to her boyfriends. "No boinking in my bed!" She added as she closed the door.
Faith couldn't hold her laugh in anymore and it came out, resounding around the room.
"What?" Buffy asked, trying to hold in another yawn.
"Um, nothing," Faith answered.
Buffy looked back, disbelieving.
"Lindsay'sherboyfriendandsheisgoingovertohavesex" Faith blurted out, before grabbing the remote control, and staring very intently at the screen. Sensing the sudden cold breeze that had entered the room, Gunn decided that helping Faith in her 'let's find something on TV' quest was a safe option. Buffy had snapped out of her dozy state and was glaring at Faith, who was still desperately trying to pretend she wasn't doing so.
"Ooh look the discovery channel has koala bears!" She squeaked in a most un Faithlike manner. Gunn couldn't help but find her adorable. Buffy however thought otherwise.
"You knew she was sleeping with this guy, you don't tell me, and you let her leave the apartment!" She screamed at Faith, who had no choice but to acknowledge that actually koala bears, didn't really rock her boat.
She flung her arms in the air, "She's nineteen for fucks sake B! Let the girl have a life! She's not stupid, she's being careful!" She shouted back, before realising what she had just said.
Buffy crossed her arms and glared at her friend, who was now desperately thinking of someway she could backtrack to cover her last comment.
"How do you know she's being careful Faith? Just how much has she told you? She's just a kid, she shouldn't be."
"Err pet, we were shagging at eighteen!" Spike interrupted, quickly shutting up when Buffy's fury came down on him.
"She is not us! She is my little sister!"
Spike held his hands up and backed away from the irate blonde before him. It was true, he was pretty shocked at Faith's little announcement. Dawn was like his little sister, he felt very protective towards her, but he couldn't help thinking Buffy had wrapped the girl in cotton wool for the last five years. She wasn't a little girl anymore, she was a young woman.
"What were you thinking Faith? Anything could happen. This guy could be a psycho, or, or, she could get pregnant or something.did you think of that?" Buffy rambled wildly.
Faith sighed loudly and turned to face her friend. She could almost see the steam coming out of Buffy's ears.
"He isn't a psycho, he's perfectly normal and she isn't gonna get pregnant! She is just being a teenager, you can't protect her from everything B!"
Buffy stomped into Dawn's room, shutting the door behind her. She knew she was being overly protective, but if she wasn't who would be. Dawn wasn't a minor anymore, but Buffy still felt responsible for her. She didn't want her to get hurt the way she had back in school. Spike gave her a few minutes to calm herself before following her. He knocked on the door gently before pushing it open. He poked his head round the door.
"Is it safe to come in?" He asked, before wandering in and sitting on the bed beside her. Her stroked her hair and placed his arms around her, pulling her close to him. She tried to resist at first, but it really wasn't easy to resist him, however mad she was.
"You have to let her go a little pet," he whispered, as he trailed a line of soft kisses down her neck.
She wanted to be mad at him for not backing her up, but his lips on her neck made her crumble almost instantly.
"I know, I just wish she had spoken to me, and not Faith," she mumbled, "I mean, why would she go to her?"
Spike raised his eyebrows and looked straight at her.
"Pet, if she needed to get some sex ed, then I'd say Faith would be a good place to start, and I guess she figured you might have gone mental.and lets face it, she was right!"
He was right of course, as usual.
Spike ran his hands over her shoulders, rubbing them gently. Her muscles were tense, and twitched beneath his touch.
"How about I relax you a little before bed, then you can have a good nights sleep. Things won't look so scary in the morning," he whispered.
He pulled her further back onto the bed before reaching over and pulling her sweater over her head.
"Lay on your front love," he said before jumping up from the bed and leaving the room. He returned a minute later with a bottle of oil in his hands.
"What are you doing," she asked, her head buried in the pillows.
"Just borrowed a little something from Faith pet, nothing to worry about," he said as he unhooked the clasp on her bra, pushing the straps down her shoulders.
"If it's chocolate body paint you can forget it mister," she joked as she felt him pour a cool liquid on the small of her back. The smell of ylang ylang and rosemary perforated the air, that alone made her relax almost instantly.
She felt his hands sweep from the small of her back up to her shoulders, leaving small tingles along the path they had touched. He pulled them gently down her sides to return to his starting point. Buffy smiled into the pillows, 'He always did have good hands' she thought as she tried to resist the urge to turn over and jump on him.
Spike traced the same path with his hands time and time again, paying attention to the tense muscles of her shoulders. His touch was gentle, yet firm, she was putty in his hands literally. He moved so he was sat over her ass, enabling him to get better pressure on her sore muscles. As he leant over her to sweep his hands up her back she instinctively pushed back onto him, causing him to harden instantly, not that he wasn't turned on enough already, but he was just managing to keep himself under control. He let out a small groan as she pressed herself back into his groin. He traced his fingers down her side, gently touching the sides of her breast, causing her to let out a tiny moan. This was almost more than she could bear. She was with the man she loved, but they couldn't go too far, not yet. Buffy didn't even realise the appreciative noises she was making until Faith knocked on the door, making both of them jump out of their hypnotized state.
"Hey, no boinking remember!" She laughed before running back to her own bedroom.
Buffy giggled into the pillows, and relaxed down again to allow Spike to continue. He leant down over her, crushing her into the bed.
"Feeling more relaxed pet?" He whispered, before running his tongue down her neck and softly nibbling its base.
"Mmmm a little, but I could do with a little more.relaxing."
In one move he flipped her over to lie on her back, sitting up to observe her.
"So beautiful," he murmured as he moved forward gently capturing her lips. He pulled away before she could deepen the kiss.
Buffy reached up to grab him by the shirt but he caught her hands, pushing them back behind her on the bed. She wanted to touch him so badly, but he was evading her hands at every turn. Spike traced his fingers down her body, following the curve of her breasts, she gasped as he gently ran his fingertips over her sensitive nipples, arching towards him, begging him to increase his touch. He just shook his head before bowing down his head to capture it in his mouth, softly sucking and running his tongue over it. Buffy pushed herself up into his body, she could feel his arousal and she wanted him, now.
He slid down the bed, undoing her jeans as he went, and pulling them down, until she lay below him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down until she was being crushed into the mattress. She was done with gentle, she wanted him now. Grasping his hair in one hand she pulled his head down, crashing their lips together, forcing her tongue into his mouth. He couldn't resist, he kissed her back, more passionately than he ever had before. She pulled at his shirt, desperate to touch his flesh, to feel his muscles rippling against her. They broke away briefly to catch a breath.
"Buffy, I love you so much," he whispered before leaning back into her.
They were interrupted by the sound of Molly crying in the other room.
Spike lowered his head, kissing her on the cheek.
"Sorry pet, I have to go to her, you understand??"
She nodded, pulling him to her for one last kiss.
It was ok, they had a lifetime of nights ahead of them, she could let him leave her for this one time.