ONCE AGAIN:

Disclaimer: I DON'T own any of the characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Special thanks to Joss!!!

This story contains Mature Content and Themes, and Language, which is why it's rated R. If this kind of material offends you, then don't read it.

ALSO... Thanks Amy (pentupdragon) for all your help and support!

Please ignore the "Aunt Lucy" notes. :)

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Buffy lay nude with a sheet draped over her thighs, a small patch of hair barely visible at her groin.

Beside her, Angel propped his head on one arm to watch her sleep.

"I wish Spike could have saw that. ," He thought to himself, "There are MANY things Buffy and I can do that leave Buffy satisfied and my soul untouched."

Angel had heard Spike come in and worked all the harder at making Buffy scream from pleasure. Angel could tell that Buffy enjoyed everything he had done, but he couldn't help wondering if he had managed to top her memories of Spike.

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Spike still had that silly grin across his face when Buffy tiptoed into his room. She paused long enough to close the door and disrobe then she quietly slipped onto the bed beside him. Spike immediately noticed her presence and opened his eyes.

"Buff... ," he started.

Buffy interrupted. by placing one finger over his mouth, which she then replaced with her lips. Slowly, they began to kiss. The kiss, gentle at first, increased in speed and pressure. Spike's tongue darted in and out of Buffy's open mouth. Buffy pulled his shirt up and pressed her exposed breasts against Spike's hard body. Spike leaned forward, grasped his shirt at the back of the neck and pulled it over his head. After laying back down, Spike wrapped one arm around Buffy and pulled her supple body against his own.

Kneeling beside him, she kissed his lips, his chin, and trailed kisses down his muscled chest and abs. Pausing, she undid his pants and pulled his erect penis free. Spike gasped with pleasure as Buffy brushed her lips across the head of his manhood. Slowly, she slid his shaft into her mouth, engulfing it completely.

With one hand, Spike reached over and caressed the fullness of her breast, his thumb taunting and teasing her hard nipple. She moaned. The other he laced through her golden hair, adding slight pressure behind every stroke of her lips. Each plunge into Buffy's hot mouth brought Spike closer to his release. The pleasure unbearable, he removed his fingers from her hair and gently pulled his member from her.

With one quick motion Spike had Buffy flat of her back, with him kneeling between her legs. He drew her full nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. She gasped at the painful pleasure, wrapped one hand around the back of his head and buried his face in her breasts. Not wanting to rush things, Spike swirled his tongue around the other nipple. Feeling it grow hard under his tongue, he devoured it greedily.

To Angel's amazement, the sound asleep Buffy began to caress herself. One hand rubbing small circles around her nipple, the other, lightly stroking her sides and stomach. Not wanting to wake her, Angel, slowly shifted his weight to better his view.

Still suckling, Spike, ran his hand down her stomach to rest between her legs. Buffy moaned and lifted her groin in desire. Allowing his fingers to part her lips he slowly massaged her clit. She gasped and pushed her hips up adding pressure to his touch. Quickening the movement of his fingers he felt her legs twitch. Buffy reached down and grabbed his wrist, to pull his hand away. Spike looked up to catch the gaze of her eyes, he wanted to watch her face as she found her release. Fighting the force of her hand, Spike stroked her clit until her hips were bucking and he was positive she had reached an orgasm.

Buffy's hand traveled under the sheet. She began to rub her already swollen clit. Angel's eyes grew wide with astonishment. Her back arched from pleasure and a loud moan echoed into the room.

Spike removed his pants completely and began to press his manhood to her wet lips. Buffy raised her hips in anticipation. Teasing, he pulled back, and lightly pressed again. A smile crossed his face. Buffy realized what he was doing, wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled his shaft into her tight hole. Spike gasped at the sudden movement. Pressing himself against her, he began to move in and out of her. Their lips met. Spikes teeth grazed her bottom lip. She began to move her hips in motion with his. Each movement brought both of them closer to the sweet release. Spike leaned back, grabbed a hold of Buffy's hips and thrust himself deep inside her.

The sheet slipped past Buffy's hips as she frantically pumped against her fingers. Angel could now confirm what he thought she was doing. Moaning, she slipped her fingers inside of herself, pressing upward. It was very obvious to Angel that Buffy was close to orgasm.

Buffy and Spike moaned in unison as they simultaneously reached their release.

"I love you.," Buffy said panting.

"I love you too.," Spike replied.

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Buffy screamed out in a fit of passion, her body went limp.

"I love you." she mumbled in her sleep.

Angel smiled.

Spike woke up and decided to get a change of clothes. After all, he couldn't sleep the night away. Removing his shirt he walked over to his dresser. After finding a black t-shirt he pulled it over his head. While adorning a new pair of pants he decided to venture out of his room.

Buffy awoke to find herself in an empty bed. She sat up and look around. Angel was no where to be seen. She stood, found her clothes and dressed.

Spike walked into the library and found Angel sitting behind his desk lost in a book about demons.

"There is a world full of slayers and you are working harder than ever." Spike said.

Angel looked up from his book.

"I didn't know you were back," he said.

An evil smile crossed his face. "I hope we didn't disturb you."

"Disturb me? How would you have done that? You're as good as neutered.," he said laughing.

"That isn't what Buf...," Angel paused. "Hey sweetie.," he said looking behind Spike.

Buffy looked around the room suspiciously. "Hey.," she said.

"Did you sleep well?," Angel asked.

Spike rolled his eyes. "Of course she slept well!," he said, "She just spent the evening with the great Casanova.," he added.

Angel's smile grew. "Did you have any, uh, interesting dreams?," he asked Buffy.

Buffy glanced at Spike. Turning her attention to Angel, "None that I can, I can't remember.," she replied.

Buffy crossed the room and kissed Angel on the cheek.

"I gotta run, it's late and Dawn is home alone.," she said.

"Okay sweetie, I'll see you a little later.," Angel replied.

Buffy started toward the door, Angel caught her by the wrist and pulled her lips down to his.

Spike averted his eyes, "Asshole," he murmured inaudibly.

Buffy cut the kiss short, turned to Spike, "I'll see you around.," she said.

"Yeah, later.," Spike answered.