Buffy lay with her head dug into her pillow, he had gotten to her, she knew she shouldn't have walked with him, he was so… she sunk her head in further, the softness coating her tear stained face. She had gotten to the lobby and waited five minutes before phoning for a taxi, then she had told the cab to pick her up in ten minutes, all she had wanted was for Spike to take her upstairs and ravish her, or talk whatever. But in the twenty minutes she had ended up waiting downstairs for the platinum haired stunner, he hadn't once left his room, or came downstairs to check on her.
Then she had come back here. Quietly walked to her bedroom, and sulked, big style. She was finding it hard to let air into her lungs now that she was so far into her pillow. Turning over she let in a deep breath letting it out slowly. Ungraciously she rolled off the double bed her feet plonking on the floor with a good thump. Casually she strolled to the bathroom, knocking before entering. She turned on the shower, locked the door, stripped of all clothes and looked into the mirror. There she saw Buffy, a lost soul, trying to find home.
Eventually she stepped into the warm spray of the shower, droplets of glistening liquid falling down her naked tanned form. Her hands hung by her stomach. She felt her small long fingers knead the flesh. Closing her eyes she let the water wash away her thoughts and insecurities. In her minds ears she could hear a favourite song playing in the back of her head, as Chris Martins voice trickled down her spine as Coldplay sung in perfect harmony "God put a smile upon your face" her fingers felt small prickles of hair under their tips, making electricity course though them and throughout her body spurring on their mischief.
As her small tanned fingers slipped though her pale lips she audible sighed. It had been so long since she had had a good orgasm and although Giles bathroom wasn't really the place to be bringing herself off, she wasn't going to stop. Especially when Spikes face seemed to shine bright in her minds eye. She gazed over his features as her fingers began to rub the small nub of nerves that was aching for someone's touch. Slowly she drew lazy circles with her free hand on her thigh as her fingers on her busy hand flexed for her joy, she could feel the warmth filling her, and although she didn't want to stop her ministrations she needed to fill something fill her. Slowly she drew her fingers away from her throbbing clit, juices flowing around it, and pushed them firmly into her watery hole, gasping as they hit her sensitive spot, picking up the pace she began to play carefully with it making her body tremble as she supported herself with the tiles behind her.
As her second hand began massaging her nub of nerves once again she came. And she came hard, having to cover her own mouth with juice-ridden fingers, her fantasy Spike smirked at her like when she first met him. She felt the tiny jolts of electricity tremble their way around her body as the fingers inside her rode out the numbing orgasm, and when the last relaxing tremble past through her body she saw the picture of Spike slowly fade away as reality suddenly came back to her. Buffy sank to the base of the shower crying, she felt wrong to fuel her sexual release with Spike images, as her inner walls rested she finally pulled her two fingers out, then she sat letting the warm water hit her face and run down her exposed body. Her mind itching with thoughts that had been temporally moved aside for the first time since they formed there.
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Cordelia was looking at Buffy as if she had just lost a leg or something.
"Cordy, I miss him honestly." Buffy sniffed for about the hundredth time in the last thirty mins.
"No, Buffy, you miss the regularity. The easy life, not him, you never loved him." Buffy's eyes shot open and stared at her best friend.
"I did love him Cordy. An… I know it was more of… him loving me, but in my own stupid way I did love him." And she had, loved Riley, but he had left and although she was still crying, she was over it now. She had loved him but didn't any more.
"Aright! You loved him, but he's been gone for month. Don't you think you should jump on the new horse and cart? You know lets go clubbing, or I could… no don't worry." She turned her head ever so slightly making Buffy really want to know. Actress was calling Cordelia as she tempted her friend eve more by looking down at her fingernails examining them closely.
"What Cordy, don't hold out." She smiled and pulled her best impression of a sad puppy dog making Cordelia laugh.
"Well you know Angel owns that club… well he offered me a job… but…" she looked away again. "First I have to hire someone."
"But I was kinda thinking, now Riley's gone, I might move back in with mom, and go back to being an apprentice" she paused for a moment, " maybe they'll let me continue from where I left off." She let a weak smile crawl out but Cordelia seemed to miss it.
"Buffy, they won't. You know it and so do I. Look I can get you a job, where you could pay for this place no problem, and you could have all the things you want as well. Come on at least try it for me." At Buffy's look Cordelia fluttered her eyelids and pouted. "Please?"
"Ok, I'll give it a go, but I'm not gonna stick around if I don't like it."
"Oh Buffy you're the best!" with that Cordelia latched on to her best friend hugging all the breath from her. The conversation went back to Riley and Buffy being the best friend anyone could ask for, only Buffy had never been sure of Angel and wasn't convinced she was going to like this job.
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Finally Buffy washed herself, her hair and conditioned. Once out she headed straight for her bedroom where she moisturised, and toned. Slipping on a pair of jeans and a new jumper she went downstairs. Cordelia hadn't lied the club did pay well, and it did mean she could have what she wanted, but it didn't mean she didn't feel degraded by it.
As she entered the kitchen she smelt lunch. It was twelve and Giles had taken the day off. As the pasta simmered in the pan Giles was washing some plates.
"Hey there!" Buffy greeted her almost father. After a light chit chat and a light lunch Giles suggested Buffy phoned old friends.
"You need some company, you know I don't expect you to stay here for Olivia and myself sakes. Phone Willow she misses you." That was all Buffy needed to hear before she kissed Giles lightly on the cheek and made her way to the phone in the sitting room.
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Spike was waiting on Xander, he was supposed to have phoned by now, let him know how the flat was coming along, and yet he hadn't heard a thing, which was making him think of Buffy and her long golden locks, cascading down her bare skin. Once again he shook his head trying to force the image that was tightening his jeans. She hadn't come back, she knew where he was and she hadn't come back. Anyway. He didn't want another bird, hanging around his neck, choking him of all reality, he had his right hand and that was all the company he needed… and he had used it a couple of times since she left. Whilst with Drusilla he had never wanked off, never needed or particularly wanted to. This chit was driving him insane! He thought to himself, staring at the hotel room, once again he felt the urge for alcohol to engulf his body and wipe all thoughts of 'Buffy' and her adorable ways, like how she wrinkled her nose at any crude comment, and how her eyes went wide when he had accidentally (on purpose) brushed past her rear as she had bent over to clean up the first aid kit. He was falling for a chick he had only met this morning, and he needed it to stop.
Just as he reached the mini-bar the phone rang, half thankful to the person on the other end for stopping his drinking before it begun. Half wanted to throttle them for not allowing him to blot out all things Buffy.
"Hello?" Spike picked up the receiver, speaking through gritted teeth.
"Spike!" the chirpy voice came through the line.
"Xander… is it ready?" Spike growled
"All in good time my friend…" when Xander only heard breath coming through the line he continued
"Look it will be ready by tonight. Promise, so seeing as we had such a good time last night, how bout' you come out with me, let me show you all the places to be…"
"You think I'm gonna take your advice whelp?" Spike was nearly laughing out loud, and had no idea why he was holding it back, but he was.
"Oh come on Spike, it will be a laugh." Xander was despite.
"Yea, It'll be a ball, but you're alright, rather spend time in my room." Spike really wasn't another night with the lightweight, besides all he spoke about was his misses.
Apparently the whelp was the luckiest guy in the world, he had stood this Anya up at the alter, then when things got ruff, he had nearly lost her, she had been attacked by a group of guys in a derelict building, and she somehow escaped, since that moment he was called to her hospital bed Xander had devoted his life to her, she made a full recovery and was now the one and only, Mrs Xander Harris.
"Oh well, suppose I won't be able to get the keys to you till the morning."
"Are you blackmailing?"
"Would I be dead if I was…?" the tremor that was evident in Xanders voice made Spike chuckle. And it felt good.
"Give me a time and a place, I'll be there…"
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"Willow, hold on I can't understand you." Buffy said as she dug into the ice cream Giles had handed her, she had been on the phone for half an hour to a very excite Willow, who apparently had big news…
"Buffy you'll never guess so much had happened since you were last here…"
"See Willow, breathing's a good thing, now inform me on all the gossipy goodness!" Buffy balanced the bowl precariously on her knees, which were tucked under her firm behind. She had the receiver stuck between her ear and he shoulder, and as she heard her friend intake deep breath she put the silver spoon piled with chocolate chip ice cream into her glossed lips.
"Well I've nearly finished my second year at university now, it's great we hang out at this new club that has all this branched over near you… in America like, and there was this really cute guy in my year and he kept asking me out, but well…I turned him down." She paused.
"Continue… I wanna know more about this cute boy!" Buffy was very interested now.
"I should really tell you in person, are you at Giles?"
"Yes is something wrong?
"I'll be round to get ready… we're going out tonight, you have no choice but to come, missy!" with that the line went dead, Buffy shrugged and went to find Giles.
"Giles! Giles!" she shouted until she found him in his study.
"What you doing?" she asked in a childish singsong manner.
"Working." He took his glasses off and pinched the bridge of his nose. Placing them back on their rightful place, he looked at his friends beautiful daughter.
"Nice chat with Willow?" his eyes never leaving her.
"Yes, she's coming round in a bit… umm if you don't mind, not that I had much of a choice, she kinda invited herself round, she needed to talk to me…" she smiled at her father figure as he stared, he often zoned out. And not in some creepy way like she had seen in the club, he just watched her, to protect her, to let her know she was loved all over the world, wherever he was, she knew she was always welcome. She walked towards him and kissed his forehead.
"Thanks Giles, for everything."
"For you Buffy, it's no chore."
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Willow arrived about half an hour later with a duffle bag, filled with clothes and make-up, the minute she entered and received a hug she felt Buffy had never been gone.
Once settled in Buffy's bedroom they started with small talk, Willow desperate to avoid the subject of which she had to tell Buffy. Although she knew she would understand.
"Willow you've been here twenty minutes now… tell me." Buffy smiled to ease Willow into the conversation she seemed not to talk about.
"Ok, right." She let out a breath and looked straight into Buffy's eyes.
"I'm umm well, umm you remember Oz." Buffy's face fell, Willows one and only love. She hadn't been around when he had left, but she knew all the sordid details. She took Willows hand to urge her on.
"Well, Buffy, you know when he left it kinda hurt, still does…" Her eyes filled with unshed tears but she blinked them back as she reminded herself of what she had now.
"Well I've met someone at Uni. Um well your meet her tonight."
"That's great Wills, hold on…" Buffy's eyes seemed to search her brain as she went over what Willow just said.
"Yea, I know it's a shock, but I didn't know, until I met Tara, she's amazing, and bright. She seems to make everything I do worth all the effort." Buffy watched her best friends face. She had a far away dreamy look in her eyes, similar to the one she saw Cordelia get whenever she had spoke of Angel, near the end of their relationship. A small smile hand swept gracefully across Willows pale features.
"I'm a lesbian Buff. And I'm proud to. If it weren't for Tara I'd still be unhappy."
"Oh Wills!" Buffy shouted as she hugged her friend close. " I'm so happy for you, I can't wait to meet her if this is her effect… so you think she has any friends?" she nudged her friend and winked causing them to burst into laughter, and Willow was relieved, Buffy truly was a friend, and would always remain one.
"So come on spill, what's she like?"
"Well, Me and Tara had just got together, Oz had been gone for about a month and we were kinda close, without actually consummating our relationship." Buffy laughed as her friend blushed.
"Gonna have to tell me about how you do that. Always wondered."
"Buffy!" Willow giggled.
"Carry on."
"Well he came back. And when he kissed me, it had gone. I knew then that I loved Tara, and although I'll always love him, Tara makes me feel special. She really does." Again the dreamy smile had been reapplied to Willows face.
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Spike was in this new club, apparently it was nothing like normal pubs, or so Xander had said. But he didn't care, his mind was made up, one drink, get keys and shoot. He wasn't up for socialising. As he reached the bar he ordered a drink and searched the club with his eyes for the whelp and his wife. He hadn't seen anyone approach him, he hadn't seen the hand wander towards him, so the tap on the shoulder shocked him, and as he rose his fists Xander flinched away.
"Hey Spike, it's me. Chill!" Xander hugged a pretty blonde close to him. The drink arrived and they all sat, facing the door.
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Buffy had met Tara now, and she was really nice, she was a mousy type of girl, which was all Buffy could think to describe her. Shy, quiet, smiling. As they entered the club Buffy recognised a shining head of platinum hair. Her stomach flipped and she looked desperately for whom he was with. He seemed to be all alone; she felt the hug before she registered the muscular arms around her tiny frame.
"Buffster! Long time no see!"
"Hey Xander!" she joined him in the hug, next hugging his wife of nearly a year.
"Now remember Buffy… he's my orgasm machine, so no ideas!" Buffy laughed,
"Wouldn't dream of it Anya. Nice to see you." she smiled and whispered,
"Don't mind if you dream, but your not having him. Nice to see you too." Anya let go and smiled. Buffy knew she meant no harm, she was just blunt and obsessed with one of her best friends, but she knew Xander would have it no other way.
"Now come meet the new addition to the Scooby gang." Xander began to pull Buffy in Spikes grinning direction.