A/N: hey everyone. i just realized that i had not written an author note on any of my chapters so ar so i thought i would start to. ok first of i would like to thank the people who reviewed me. you guys kick ass. specifically clockstopper who gave me some really good techincal adivce and my always lovely and most favorite reviewer in the world matriaya. love ya honey. ok and the song that Kia sings in... i think its chapter five is 'on my own' by The Used. and awesome band. and yes i will be putting alot of songs/ singing into my fic becuase i loved 'once more with feeling' and i want to add my own version into the fanfic. once again thanks to everybody who reviewed and read me. so please review as much as you can otherwise i might not have the motivation to spend alot of time at my computer getting wrist cramps in the proccess of writing. byes! RTF
Buffy lay awake in her over soft hotel bed listening muffled noises of willow and Tara in the other room. They had gotten back to the hotel and immediately went to their rooms not talking about the events of the night by some unspoken consensus. Giles retreated to his room and spike to his, willow and Tara to the one they shared and Buffy to hers. Buffy had been staring at the ceiling for almost an hour now and still hadn't made up her mind whether or not she was going to go to spike's room. Buffy cast a glance at the clock and made up her mind. I'm going to stay right here, get a good night's sleep. She smiled happy at finally making a decision and rolled over closing her eyes to sleep.
Her newfound resolve lasted all of a two minutes before she groaned and got out of bed. Buffy crept down the hall to spike's door and hesitated for a second before gently rapping her knuckles against the barrier.
"Spike?" she called softly. The door creaked open and a sleepy eyed shirtless spike stood before her, jeans riding low on his hips, curly hair sleep tousled and dark blue eyes glowing down at her.
"Buffy? What's the matter?" spike asked concerned. Buffy didn't answer him just stared fixedly at his bare chest with a wicked light in her eyes. Spike swallowed hard and tried again, simultaneously willing away certain over eager parts of his anatomy that responded whenever she was near.
"Buffy? BUFFY!" spike exclaimed. Buffy snapped out of her trance and looked up at spike.
"Huh?" she asked dazed. Spike chuckled and smirked at her.
"You need something luv?" he asked while doing that thing with his tongue against his teeth that had always made Buffy's mouth go dry. Buffy started to speak then froze realizing that in all of her mental arguing she had not actually thought this far ahead.
"Um...I was just, I... I couldn't sleep." She muttered ungraciously. Spike chuckled again and opened the door for her to enter.
"Your more than welcome pet." He told her. Buffy rolled her eyes at him but entered. Spike closed the door behind her and they moved to the bed. It seemed that as soon as she got into the room buffy couldn't keep her eyes open and yawned widely while spike settled himself between the sheets again. Buffy slid under them and curled up against his body in the same position she had adopted the first night and the one she had used the night after when she had gone to his crypt once willow tara and dawn were asleep. Spike reached over and clicked the light off then his hand settled on the small of her back, rubbing soothing circles into the cloth covered flesh. Buffy sighed contentedly and nestled her face against his chest, enjoying the smooth firm muscle beneath her cheek.
"I wish we didn't have to do this." Buffy said softly. Spike frowned at her in the dark.
"What? Sleep?" he asked confused. Buffy laughed.
"No, activate a new slayer. Did you see the look on her face? That guy must have been really important to her." Buffy said her vice turning sad. Spike nodded and cuddled buffy closer to his body.
"And the vampire. She cracked his skull open like an egg. I don't even think you or I could do that, unless we were really brassed off. Her kicks were pinpoint accurate. She's been trained before this." He told her. Buffy nodded.
"But she hasn't had to use it often obviously. She was so freaked. I hate doing this to her. She doesn't deserve this much pain." Buffy sounded close to tears. Spike sighed hating to have to say this but knowing he had to.
"Buffy love she was built for it. So were you. You got the lucky end of it. You have friends and family. She got the shit kicked out of her by her mother on a regular basis. This is what she has been waiting for her whole life. This will help complete her." He said not sure where those last words came from. Buffy sighed not wanting to acknowledge the truth in his statements. She instead switched it to another aspect of the girl.
"She was so shy. I've never met a slayer like that. I mean Kendra was a little shy around boys but I think part of that was just conditioning. And her singing. She was incredible." Buffy said remembering the girls performance. Spike nodded his agreement.
"Cut right to the bone she did. Made you feel it, right here. Even me." He said and laid his hand over his un-beating heart. His finger tips were two inches away from Buffy's face. Unconsciously her hand came up and gently stroked the flesh on the upturned back of his hand. Buffy watched as her hands moved of their own accord running from his hand to the ridges of his collar bones. Against his will spike's eyes drifted closed and the deep rumble that had become slightly familiar to buffy welled up in his chest. Buffy smiled against his bare chest and gently rubbed in the hollow of his throat.
"You know I always wanted a kitty cat." She couldn't help but mock him. Spike ignored the jab and curled closer, giving buffy better access to his collar bones. She lightly scratched at the farthest one and she felt the muscles in his torso twitch against hers. She ran the tips of her fingers down the line between his pectoral muscles and the defined muscles of his stomach. Spike let out a tiny moan and buffy looked up at his face. A blissful smile lit on his beautiful features and buffy ran her fingers more firmly along his stomach. This was just to good to resist.
"Aww, does kitty like to have his stomach rubbed?" she asked. That caused spike to open his eyes and he looked down at her. A wicked smirk curved his lips and buffy found herself breathless for a second. Spike just smiled wider and in a single fluid incredibly quick movement he flipped them over so that he was hovering above her body. Her heart began to beat a little faster and spike ran his finger tips along her jaw and down the long column of her throat. Her eyes drifted shut and his hand slipped down wards running along her bare arm and barely brushing the side of her breast as it came down and began to draw lazy circles on the curve of her hip.
"Buffy..." he asked questioningly. Buffy's eyes fluttered open and she found herself drawing in the dark of his eyes. Spike's hand drifted a little lower and began caressing her stomach right above the waist band of her pajama pants. Buffy knew what he was asking and gave a barely perceptible nod. Spike leaned in and gently brushed his lips across hers. Buffy followed his mouth as he retreated and her hand drifted up to the back of his head pulling him down for a searing kiss that seemed to last forever. Buffy broke away after an eternity gasping for air but almost immediately she went back missing him. Spike brushed his tongue against her lips seeking entrance that was immediately granted. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and tangled it with hers. Buffy was concentrating so hard on the taste and feel of spike's mouth that she didn't notice where his hand was going until it hit its destination underneath her pajama bottoms. Her mouth tore away from his in a gasp and she arched her hips towards his hand. Spike buried his face in the soft warmth of her neck and lovingly kissed it sucking on the sensitive spot at the beginning of her shoulder while his hand worked magic at the apex of her thighs. When she felt one long elegant finger slip into her she let out a strangled cry and her body shuddered beneath his. Her hands became mobile all at once and wrapped around his body pulling him closer to her and feeling the strong rippling muscles in his back. She pulled him in for another earth shaking kiss but this time he pulled away after a few seconds.
"Buffy." He said softly but it managed to break through her post orgasmic haze.
"Huh?" she said and her voice cracked slightly as she felt the last ripple of her pleasure break over her. Spike's hand slipped out of her pajama bottoms and she actually grabbed it trying to keep it where it had been. Spike smiled slightly and gently stroked the side of Buffy's face.
"Buffy, we shouldn't go any farther." He told her mentally kicking himself even as he said it. Buffy frowned.
"Um...why not?" she asked confused and sounding a little insecure. Spike instantly picked up on it.
"Because I love you and I think we might actually have a chance with this. I don't want to muck It up by moving too fast." He explained even as every cell in his body screamed at him to keep going until they were both satisfied. Buffy nodded seeing the logic in his words even though her body ached for him. And if she wanted to be truthful it wasn't just her body, she ached for him with her whole being, in a way that almost scared her. Spike gently kissed her and she smiled against his lips. He laid back and buffy resumed her position against his body. Then she lifted her head and frowned.
"Wait what about you?" she asked sending a glance to the erection he was sporting evident in the confines of his pants. He smiled.
"Next time. This was for you." He told her. Buffy smiled a little giddily and rested her head back down. She was asleep in seconds, the events of the day as well as her most recent exertions making her exhausted. Spike took a deep breath and cuddled closer more comfortable then he had ever been in his life even though his pants were stretched a little tight. He fell asleep soon after with his arms wrapped tightly around Buffy's small powerful body and his face buried in her golden crown.
Willow woke at ten the next morning with her arms wrapped around Tara's soft body. Tara woke when willow shifted against her and smiled gently kissing the tip of willow's nose.
"Mmmm, this is how every day should start." She said and willow kissed her softly. They both got out of bed and began to get dressed. They heard a muffled curse across the hall and giggled knowing that Giles had just woken up. They left the room and ran into Giles in the hallway.
"Should we wake buffy and spike?" tara asked sending a glance to the door of spike's hotel room. Giles frowned thoughtfully.
"They don't really need to be up for a while." He said. Willow nodded.
"Yeah but we really do need to talk. And what's a better way to talk then while stuffing your face with pancakes?" she asked and went over to the closed door.
"Buffy? Spike?" she called and rapped on the door with her knuckles. Giles and tara had come up behind her. Through the door they heard spike said something and buffy responded, then they jumped back as something hit the door from the inside. Tara giggled and bit her lip.
"Spike?" she called through the door, "you guys up?" she called through the door. They listened again and heard the bed creak then some one run into a piece of furniture and spike yanked the door open glaring at them all through sleep dazed eyes. Willow smiled.
"Breakfast." She said. Buffy appeared behind spike and frowned at the three people in front of her.
"What's up?" she yawned and looked at them expectantly. Giles smiled at them.
"De-briefing, and pancakes." He told them. Buffy smiled beatifically and pushed spike out the door. Then she realized that he was half naked.
"Oh sorry spike." She said and disappeared back into the room a black tee-shirt came flying out and hit him in the face. Spike scowled and pulled the shirt over his head. The group wandered down to the breakfast after retrieving the blood that the council had made available for spike and bringing it down with them. After getting food they settled down at one of the round tables and dug in. Buffy forked a bite of pancake into her mouth with a blissful expression.
"Mmm, I didn't know I was so hungry. Guess last night really took a lot out of me." She said. Willow and tara tried to keep straight faces, really they did, but spike's hotel room was just on the other side of theirs from Buffy's and hotel wall were notoriously thin. Spike leaned over and whispered something in her ear. Buffy cast her eyes down and her cheeks flamed. Giles studiously ignored the entire exchange.
"So," buffy started, desperate for a topic change, "what did you guys think of Kia?" she asked. Giles sighed and removed his glasses to clean them on the hem of his shirt.
"She was unusual to say the least. Never met a slayer that was shy. They tend to be rather extroverted." He said. Tara nodded.
"Yeah, did any one else see the cowering? It looked like she was cowering. And how she never looked at any of us when she spoke?" tara mused. Buffy nodded.
"Yeah but then when the vampire came at her she didn't even flinch till she had staked him. Spike thinks she had probably been trained before this." Buffy told them and looked at spike. Spike nodded.
"She seemed to be stuck on auto pilot when she staked him. The movements were engrained into her from years of practice." He explained. Giles nodded and seemed about to say something then a voice came over the intercom system.
"Would Rupert Giles please report to the front desk? Rupert Giles to the front desk please." The crackly female voice ordered. Giles got to his feet and exited the restaurant area. He came back seconds later followed by Kia. Giles moved back to his chair after fetching one for Kia. Kia didn't move to sit though. She stood just off to one side of the table and took a deep breath as though steeling her self for something.
"I want to go with you."
Buffy lay awake in her over soft hotel bed listening muffled noises of willow and Tara in the other room. They had gotten back to the hotel and immediately went to their rooms not talking about the events of the night by some unspoken consensus. Giles retreated to his room and spike to his, willow and Tara to the one they shared and Buffy to hers. Buffy had been staring at the ceiling for almost an hour now and still hadn't made up her mind whether or not she was going to go to spike's room. Buffy cast a glance at the clock and made up her mind. I'm going to stay right here, get a good night's sleep. She smiled happy at finally making a decision and rolled over closing her eyes to sleep.
Her newfound resolve lasted all of a two minutes before she groaned and got out of bed. Buffy crept down the hall to spike's door and hesitated for a second before gently rapping her knuckles against the barrier.
"Spike?" she called softly. The door creaked open and a sleepy eyed shirtless spike stood before her, jeans riding low on his hips, curly hair sleep tousled and dark blue eyes glowing down at her.
"Buffy? What's the matter?" spike asked concerned. Buffy didn't answer him just stared fixedly at his bare chest with a wicked light in her eyes. Spike swallowed hard and tried again, simultaneously willing away certain over eager parts of his anatomy that responded whenever she was near.
"Buffy? BUFFY!" spike exclaimed. Buffy snapped out of her trance and looked up at spike.
"Huh?" she asked dazed. Spike chuckled and smirked at her.
"You need something luv?" he asked while doing that thing with his tongue against his teeth that had always made Buffy's mouth go dry. Buffy started to speak then froze realizing that in all of her mental arguing she had not actually thought this far ahead.
"Um...I was just, I... I couldn't sleep." She muttered ungraciously. Spike chuckled again and opened the door for her to enter.
"Your more than welcome pet." He told her. Buffy rolled her eyes at him but entered. Spike closed the door behind her and they moved to the bed. It seemed that as soon as she got into the room buffy couldn't keep her eyes open and yawned widely while spike settled himself between the sheets again. Buffy slid under them and curled up against his body in the same position she had adopted the first night and the one she had used the night after when she had gone to his crypt once willow tara and dawn were asleep. Spike reached over and clicked the light off then his hand settled on the small of her back, rubbing soothing circles into the cloth covered flesh. Buffy sighed contentedly and nestled her face against his chest, enjoying the smooth firm muscle beneath her cheek.
"I wish we didn't have to do this." Buffy said softly. Spike frowned at her in the dark.
"What? Sleep?" he asked confused. Buffy laughed.
"No, activate a new slayer. Did you see the look on her face? That guy must have been really important to her." Buffy said her vice turning sad. Spike nodded and cuddled buffy closer to his body.
"And the vampire. She cracked his skull open like an egg. I don't even think you or I could do that, unless we were really brassed off. Her kicks were pinpoint accurate. She's been trained before this." He told her. Buffy nodded.
"But she hasn't had to use it often obviously. She was so freaked. I hate doing this to her. She doesn't deserve this much pain." Buffy sounded close to tears. Spike sighed hating to have to say this but knowing he had to.
"Buffy love she was built for it. So were you. You got the lucky end of it. You have friends and family. She got the shit kicked out of her by her mother on a regular basis. This is what she has been waiting for her whole life. This will help complete her." He said not sure where those last words came from. Buffy sighed not wanting to acknowledge the truth in his statements. She instead switched it to another aspect of the girl.
"She was so shy. I've never met a slayer like that. I mean Kendra was a little shy around boys but I think part of that was just conditioning. And her singing. She was incredible." Buffy said remembering the girls performance. Spike nodded his agreement.
"Cut right to the bone she did. Made you feel it, right here. Even me." He said and laid his hand over his un-beating heart. His finger tips were two inches away from Buffy's face. Unconsciously her hand came up and gently stroked the flesh on the upturned back of his hand. Buffy watched as her hands moved of their own accord running from his hand to the ridges of his collar bones. Against his will spike's eyes drifted closed and the deep rumble that had become slightly familiar to buffy welled up in his chest. Buffy smiled against his bare chest and gently rubbed in the hollow of his throat.
"You know I always wanted a kitty cat." She couldn't help but mock him. Spike ignored the jab and curled closer, giving buffy better access to his collar bones. She lightly scratched at the farthest one and she felt the muscles in his torso twitch against hers. She ran the tips of her fingers down the line between his pectoral muscles and the defined muscles of his stomach. Spike let out a tiny moan and buffy looked up at his face. A blissful smile lit on his beautiful features and buffy ran her fingers more firmly along his stomach. This was just to good to resist.
"Aww, does kitty like to have his stomach rubbed?" she asked. That caused spike to open his eyes and he looked down at her. A wicked smirk curved his lips and buffy found herself breathless for a second. Spike just smiled wider and in a single fluid incredibly quick movement he flipped them over so that he was hovering above her body. Her heart began to beat a little faster and spike ran his finger tips along her jaw and down the long column of her throat. Her eyes drifted shut and his hand slipped down wards running along her bare arm and barely brushing the side of her breast as it came down and began to draw lazy circles on the curve of her hip.
"Buffy..." he asked questioningly. Buffy's eyes fluttered open and she found herself drawing in the dark of his eyes. Spike's hand drifted a little lower and began caressing her stomach right above the waist band of her pajama pants. Buffy knew what he was asking and gave a barely perceptible nod. Spike leaned in and gently brushed his lips across hers. Buffy followed his mouth as he retreated and her hand drifted up to the back of his head pulling him down for a searing kiss that seemed to last forever. Buffy broke away after an eternity gasping for air but almost immediately she went back missing him. Spike brushed his tongue against her lips seeking entrance that was immediately granted. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and tangled it with hers. Buffy was concentrating so hard on the taste and feel of spike's mouth that she didn't notice where his hand was going until it hit its destination underneath her pajama bottoms. Her mouth tore away from his in a gasp and she arched her hips towards his hand. Spike buried his face in the soft warmth of her neck and lovingly kissed it sucking on the sensitive spot at the beginning of her shoulder while his hand worked magic at the apex of her thighs. When she felt one long elegant finger slip into her she let out a strangled cry and her body shuddered beneath his. Her hands became mobile all at once and wrapped around his body pulling him closer to her and feeling the strong rippling muscles in his back. She pulled him in for another earth shaking kiss but this time he pulled away after a few seconds.
"Buffy." He said softly but it managed to break through her post orgasmic haze.
"Huh?" she said and her voice cracked slightly as she felt the last ripple of her pleasure break over her. Spike's hand slipped out of her pajama bottoms and she actually grabbed it trying to keep it where it had been. Spike smiled slightly and gently stroked the side of Buffy's face.
"Buffy, we shouldn't go any farther." He told her mentally kicking himself even as he said it. Buffy frowned.
"Um...why not?" she asked confused and sounding a little insecure. Spike instantly picked up on it.
"Because I love you and I think we might actually have a chance with this. I don't want to muck It up by moving too fast." He explained even as every cell in his body screamed at him to keep going until they were both satisfied. Buffy nodded seeing the logic in his words even though her body ached for him. And if she wanted to be truthful it wasn't just her body, she ached for him with her whole being, in a way that almost scared her. Spike gently kissed her and she smiled against his lips. He laid back and buffy resumed her position against his body. Then she lifted her head and frowned.
"Wait what about you?" she asked sending a glance to the erection he was sporting evident in the confines of his pants. He smiled.
"Next time. This was for you." He told her. Buffy smiled a little giddily and rested her head back down. She was asleep in seconds, the events of the day as well as her most recent exertions making her exhausted. Spike took a deep breath and cuddled closer more comfortable then he had ever been in his life even though his pants were stretched a little tight. He fell asleep soon after with his arms wrapped tightly around Buffy's small powerful body and his face buried in her golden crown.
Willow woke at ten the next morning with her arms wrapped around Tara's soft body. Tara woke when willow shifted against her and smiled gently kissing the tip of willow's nose.
"Mmmm, this is how every day should start." She said and willow kissed her softly. They both got out of bed and began to get dressed. They heard a muffled curse across the hall and giggled knowing that Giles had just woken up. They left the room and ran into Giles in the hallway.
"Should we wake buffy and spike?" tara asked sending a glance to the door of spike's hotel room. Giles frowned thoughtfully.
"They don't really need to be up for a while." He said. Willow nodded.
"Yeah but we really do need to talk. And what's a better way to talk then while stuffing your face with pancakes?" she asked and went over to the closed door.
"Buffy? Spike?" she called and rapped on the door with her knuckles. Giles and tara had come up behind her. Through the door they heard spike said something and buffy responded, then they jumped back as something hit the door from the inside. Tara giggled and bit her lip.
"Spike?" she called through the door, "you guys up?" she called through the door. They listened again and heard the bed creak then some one run into a piece of furniture and spike yanked the door open glaring at them all through sleep dazed eyes. Willow smiled.
"Breakfast." She said. Buffy appeared behind spike and frowned at the three people in front of her.
"What's up?" she yawned and looked at them expectantly. Giles smiled at them.
"De-briefing, and pancakes." He told them. Buffy smiled beatifically and pushed spike out the door. Then she realized that he was half naked.
"Oh sorry spike." She said and disappeared back into the room a black tee-shirt came flying out and hit him in the face. Spike scowled and pulled the shirt over his head. The group wandered down to the breakfast after retrieving the blood that the council had made available for spike and bringing it down with them. After getting food they settled down at one of the round tables and dug in. Buffy forked a bite of pancake into her mouth with a blissful expression.
"Mmm, I didn't know I was so hungry. Guess last night really took a lot out of me." She said. Willow and tara tried to keep straight faces, really they did, but spike's hotel room was just on the other side of theirs from Buffy's and hotel wall were notoriously thin. Spike leaned over and whispered something in her ear. Buffy cast her eyes down and her cheeks flamed. Giles studiously ignored the entire exchange.
"So," buffy started, desperate for a topic change, "what did you guys think of Kia?" she asked. Giles sighed and removed his glasses to clean them on the hem of his shirt.
"She was unusual to say the least. Never met a slayer that was shy. They tend to be rather extroverted." He said. Tara nodded.
"Yeah, did any one else see the cowering? It looked like she was cowering. And how she never looked at any of us when she spoke?" tara mused. Buffy nodded.
"Yeah but then when the vampire came at her she didn't even flinch till she had staked him. Spike thinks she had probably been trained before this." Buffy told them and looked at spike. Spike nodded.
"She seemed to be stuck on auto pilot when she staked him. The movements were engrained into her from years of practice." He explained. Giles nodded and seemed about to say something then a voice came over the intercom system.
"Would Rupert Giles please report to the front desk? Rupert Giles to the front desk please." The crackly female voice ordered. Giles got to his feet and exited the restaurant area. He came back seconds later followed by Kia. Giles moved back to his chair after fetching one for Kia. Kia didn't move to sit though. She stood just off to one side of the table and took a deep breath as though steeling her self for something.
"I want to go with you."