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A/N: Hey all of those who are still with me, I love you all. Sorry this chapter took a while but RL has been kinda hectic today. Hope it was worth the wait. Ok this chapter is definitely R rated – it would be NC-17 but for the pesky ban. Damn it!

Chapter 12: Startling revelations

"I can't believe you escaped from Giles! I'm supposed to be comforting Willow right now." Buffy chastised Spike as they walked back to her former watchers apartment. "I thought you wanted him to trust you."

Spike glared at her. "I don't give a bloody toss whether he trusts me or not! You're the one who wants the super friends to like me. And the guy was trying to do a spell on me when he couldn't even see straight – he could have turned me into a stink beetle or something!"

Buffy smirked at him. "I think it would have been a generous ending for you Spike." She teased. Spike had the irresistible urge to stick his tongue out at her...he went with it and she giggled. She took a deep breath to compose herself as they reached Giles's door. "Okay, pretend to struggle." She said as she pulled him inside...

"Will, you know Buffy couldn't just let Spike go." Xander pointed out as the irate red head paced his basement.

"Well if Spike's so important why doesn't she just marry him?" She ranted in return, lightning flashing in her eyes...

Giles headed out of the bathroom to deal with the two squabbling blondes in the den. If he didn't know better he'd say they seemed to enjoy their almost playful bantering.

"If you two could just be civil for five..." Giles trailed off at the blurry sight in front of him.

Spike knelt on one knee in front of his favourite slayer, both of her hands clasped in his.

"Spike it's so sudden." Buffy gushed "I don't know what to say!"

"Just say yes," Spike almost pleaded "and make me the happiest man on earth."

"Oh Spike of course its yes!" Buffy cried as she leapt into his waiting arms. Giles put his hand out to steady himself, feeling quite sure he would faint. The vampire and slayer were however, blissfully unaware of his presence in the room as their lips met for the first time.

Neither was sure who had initiated that first kiss. It began as just a tentative brush of lips against each other, unsure of how much the other was willing to give, neither wanting to push. After what felt like an agonising few seconds, the tip of spike's tongue came out to taste the sweet lip gloss on Buffy's lower lip, gently asking permission for entrance. Buffy gladly opened for him, allowing him to taste the even sweeter cavern of her mouth. Buffy smiled against his kiss and used her own tongue to draw his into a sensual dance, so perfect it felt as if they had been practicing this for years. Spike moaned as she allowed herself to explore the new territory she found. She savoured his taste, it was smoke and whisky and some indefinable new flavour that was uniquely Spike.

*Why did I never do this before?* Spike asked himself as he tangled one of his hands in the hair at the back of her head to draw her deeper into the kiss, his other hand dropping to her waist to pull her small body flush against his.

*So perfect! I never knew it could be this perfect.* Buffy sang inwardly as she wrapped her arms around Spike's neck, desperate to never let him go.

"This can't be good." Giles muttered as the other pair in the room remained oblivious to anything but each other...

Buffy giggled as she left the magic shop, Spike's arms wrapped around her waist, his lips caressing her neck as he walked behind her. "Stop it Spike." She protested half heartedly. "We have to get this stuff back to Giles."

"But we don't even have all of the ingredients that we need. It wont make a difference if we're a few minutes late. It's not like we can do the spell yet anyway." Spike's voice was a low rumble against the flesh of her neck which he was now kissing and nipping playfully. Buffy suddenly felt like jelly. She was glad his arms were holding her tightly else she would have been a puddle on the floor by now. "What do you say we go test out the back of the Desoto?" he suggested, his tone conveying his barely suppressed lust.

Buffy lifted one arm up to wrap around neck, pulling him closer to her. "Pig." She breathed, the desire filled moan that escaped her immediately afterwards belying her words. Spike chuckled against her skin in response, the vibrations going strait to her sex. She was about to drag Spike into the nearest ally, never mind waiting until they reached the car.

"Buffy!"

Buffy's growl was almost equal to Spikes as they turned to see who had dared to interrupt them. She suppressed a groan of irritation as she saw Riley Finn crossing the road towards them.

"Who's that tosser?" Spike asked, his arms tightening around her possessively.

Buffy smiled at him reassuringly. "Don't worry baby. It's just some guy from college who's been following me around like a puppy for the last few weeks. I think he has a crush."

The boy was almost next to them now, but Spike didn't let that stop him. "You never said anything about it before!" he said, and Buffy could have sworn she heard insecurity in his voice.

She turned around in his arms so she was facing him, taking his face in her hands she looked him dead in the eye. For a moment she was distracted by the swirling mists of blue she found there. *Why didn't I notice how beautiful his eyes were before?*

"I didn't mention Riley because I didn't think he was worth mentioning." She told him eventually, missing the shocked and hurt expression of the boy who was now standing next to them. "Why would I want anyone else when I have you?" She asked, warmth suffusing her body at the surprised and elated smile of the man who had only a few hours ago been nothing more than her best friend.

The awe in his eyes however was quickly replaced by a desire the likes of which Buffy had never seen before. Buffy grinned, grabbed Spikes hand and pulled him towards his car, not sparing the very confused Riley a second glance.

"Was that Hostile 17?" Riley asked the air around him as he watched the obviously besotted pair run away happily...

Silver and gold were woven together in the back of Spike's Desoto, naked limbs tangled together intimately as Spike's head moved between Buffy's thighs. "Oh God." She moaned in ecstasy as she arched her back to get closer. Spike held her hips firmly in place as he bought her closer to the edge with his talented tongue. She bit her lip to suppress the scream that fought to escape as she came.

Spike lifted himself up, resting his weight on his forearms as he grinned at her, male pride written all over his face. "I love how you taste." He told her before leaning forward to kiss her, forcing her to taste herself in his mouth and she complied hungrily. "You mean the world to me." He whispered in her ear as their lips broke apart and he moved slowly inside of her.

"Love you." She sighed, loosing herself in sensation.

"Love you so much." He agreed as they moved together in a rhythm as old as time.

"Never so good." She mumbled, her body quaking as she neared her second climax.

"Always you..."

Words of love and endearment continued to tumble from their lips as they engaged in their primal dance until they both threw their heads back, each screaming the others name as they fell over the precipice. As they lay together, still intimately connected, panting and holding on to one another for dear life, both had the overwhelming feeling that nothing had ever felt this good; nothing had ever been this right...

Willow appeared in the crypt where she saw Anya and Xander desperately fighting a giant red demon while Spike and Buffy rolled around the floor, kissing passionately.

"Let the healing begin, let my will be safe again." She chanted. "As these words of peace are spoken, let this harmful spell be broken."

A blinding flash of light signalled the end of Willows 'my will be done' spell...

Willow felt terrible as she watched Buffy curled into a little ball on her bed, sobbing into her pillow. She never would have thought that kissing Spike could have been so traumatic for her friend. Little did she know that the sobs were not caused by Spike kissage but by a feeling of loss so profound Buffy wasn't sure she would ever feel whole ever again. How was she supposed to go on, knowing that the greatest happiness and contentment she had ever felt had not been real but the result of a stupid, irresponsible spell done by the girl who was supposed to be one of her best friends? How was she supposed to function now that that bliss had been so cruelly snatched away...?

Spike let the silent tears roll down his cheeks unchecked. For the first time in over a year he had been happy, he had been in the arms of someone he loved who had loved him in return. Now he had lost it, the pain in his chest far surpassed that which he had felt when he had lost his dark queen... He knew now why he had done so many things against his very nature for the slayer – standing against his sire, living with her, giving up the ring. Though as surely as he now knew he was hopelessly in love with his best friend, a revelation Willow's spell had forced him to face, he knew without a doubt that his love was unrequited. Why else would Buffy have pulled away from him so quickly when the spell had ended? Why else would she have been avoiding him for the last few days?

"Damn you Willow." He muttered as he closed his eyes, letting his head fall back against the porcelain tub, hoping for a dreamless sleep.

A/N: Come on, who seriously believed Spike and Buffy didn't get up to more than kissing in that episode anyway? Please let me know what you think – it still gives me a happy! More soon!