AN:
Miss-Ange, of course you're not a loser! I'm very glad you like my story so
much you read all the chapters at once. Thank you very much, it's a big
compliment.
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this is longer, so I hope you're not too disappointed ;).
Chapter 29
The two of them danced all night, Buffy forgetting her sorrows of the past months and Spike keeping them inside for one more night. He wanted to give Buffy the time of her life, even if it was maybe for one night.
They decided to walk home. Buffy's house wasn't far from the Bronze and in that way they had some time to their selves. They walked hand in hand, in silence, until they were almost at Rodello Drive.
"I'm sorry I've been such a prick for the past few months, luv. Nobody deserved that, especially not you."
"You weren't yourself, Spike. I don't blame you, only the one who did this to you."
"I'm never going to be the same again, I hope you realise that. You liked William, I remember that much, but I'm not him anymore."
The couple stopped at Buffy's house. She didn't ask Spike to come in, as she had done in previous times, she just held his hand and pulled him over the doorstep. She wasn't finished with him yet. Not until she had made it clear how much she cared for him.
"Come with me."
"Are you sure, luv? I mean. . ."
"Just shut up and follow me, Spike. Don't be so fucking noble, it doesn't suit you." She said as she stuck out her tongue. He smiled and caught her tongue in his mouth as he kissed her. Together they went up the stairs to her room.
"I really liked William, you know."
This wasn't what Spike expected, but he let his girl speak her mind. He owed her that, after all she had gone through with him.
"I know, pet."
"Yes, that you do, but you don't realise how much I am in love with you, do you? Spike, I've fallen for you. For that stubborn, hard Brit who can be so charming sometimes. I love you."
He couldn't do anything else than take her in his arms.
"I love you too, pet. You have no idea how much you mean to me."
Spike kissed her softly, his lips barely touching hers. Caught in the moment, the kiss deepened, until the two of them had to catch their breath. Spike kissed along Buffy's jawline to her neck, where her shirt stopped him.
"Can I. . .?"
His fingers fumbled with the tiny buttons of the tanktop and it took him a few minutes. Finally he could kiss along her shoulders and further down to her breasts. Then he felt her hands cup his face and kiss him again. Buffy took one step away from him and silently asked his permission to take off his shirt.
"Go ahead, luv."
She gasped at the scars of the gunshot wounds on his chest. He knew it didn't look very pretty and he was about to say it was okay, when she caressed the wounds with her hands and then kissed them.
"Those scars make you stronger, Spike. They made you who you are now. . . You can be proud that they didn't kill you."
"I'm only proud of you." He responded as he kissed her again.
After that there were no more words, they were not necessary. Only the sounds of lovemaking could be heard in the room.
*** The next morning Buffy woke up and felt a weight on her stomach. The weight was an arm which happened to be attached to Spikes body. The man who was staring intently at her.
"Mornin'."
"Good morning, luv. I think I heard your mom downstairs. I hope she won't be too startled when she sees me coming down."
"She'll be gone in five minutes, don't worry. Are we going to school today?"
"Did you have anything else in mind?"
"We could. . ." She kissed his bare shoulder. "Stay here."
"Such a good girl as you, miss class? We can't have that now. Come on, up you go."
He smacked her bum and picked up his boxers. Nobody knew it yet, but this was going to be the big day.
They heard Buffy's mum leave and they headed for the kitchen. They tried to eat, which was kind of difficult in between kisses, but they managed.
"Should we be seen together in school?"
"Why not, luv? Unless you are ashamed of me?"
"Of course not! Never think that, Spike. . .Maybe you didn't want to ruin your new tough guy reputation and all."
"Ruin away, I don't mind one bit." He smiled.
They walked in school together, causing a few heads to turn in their direction. Xander and Willow walked beside them hesitantly, but Spike assured them it was okay. He apologised to them for being such an arsehole and would love to be friends again. Then he saw someone he certainly remembered, the last person he remembered. It was time for revenge.
Chapter 29
The two of them danced all night, Buffy forgetting her sorrows of the past months and Spike keeping them inside for one more night. He wanted to give Buffy the time of her life, even if it was maybe for one night.
They decided to walk home. Buffy's house wasn't far from the Bronze and in that way they had some time to their selves. They walked hand in hand, in silence, until they were almost at Rodello Drive.
"I'm sorry I've been such a prick for the past few months, luv. Nobody deserved that, especially not you."
"You weren't yourself, Spike. I don't blame you, only the one who did this to you."
"I'm never going to be the same again, I hope you realise that. You liked William, I remember that much, but I'm not him anymore."
The couple stopped at Buffy's house. She didn't ask Spike to come in, as she had done in previous times, she just held his hand and pulled him over the doorstep. She wasn't finished with him yet. Not until she had made it clear how much she cared for him.
"Come with me."
"Are you sure, luv? I mean. . ."
"Just shut up and follow me, Spike. Don't be so fucking noble, it doesn't suit you." She said as she stuck out her tongue. He smiled and caught her tongue in his mouth as he kissed her. Together they went up the stairs to her room.
"I really liked William, you know."
This wasn't what Spike expected, but he let his girl speak her mind. He owed her that, after all she had gone through with him.
"I know, pet."
"Yes, that you do, but you don't realise how much I am in love with you, do you? Spike, I've fallen for you. For that stubborn, hard Brit who can be so charming sometimes. I love you."
He couldn't do anything else than take her in his arms.
"I love you too, pet. You have no idea how much you mean to me."
Spike kissed her softly, his lips barely touching hers. Caught in the moment, the kiss deepened, until the two of them had to catch their breath. Spike kissed along Buffy's jawline to her neck, where her shirt stopped him.
"Can I. . .?"
His fingers fumbled with the tiny buttons of the tanktop and it took him a few minutes. Finally he could kiss along her shoulders and further down to her breasts. Then he felt her hands cup his face and kiss him again. Buffy took one step away from him and silently asked his permission to take off his shirt.
"Go ahead, luv."
She gasped at the scars of the gunshot wounds on his chest. He knew it didn't look very pretty and he was about to say it was okay, when she caressed the wounds with her hands and then kissed them.
"Those scars make you stronger, Spike. They made you who you are now. . . You can be proud that they didn't kill you."
"I'm only proud of you." He responded as he kissed her again.
After that there were no more words, they were not necessary. Only the sounds of lovemaking could be heard in the room.
*** The next morning Buffy woke up and felt a weight on her stomach. The weight was an arm which happened to be attached to Spikes body. The man who was staring intently at her.
"Mornin'."
"Good morning, luv. I think I heard your mom downstairs. I hope she won't be too startled when she sees me coming down."
"She'll be gone in five minutes, don't worry. Are we going to school today?"
"Did you have anything else in mind?"
"We could. . ." She kissed his bare shoulder. "Stay here."
"Such a good girl as you, miss class? We can't have that now. Come on, up you go."
He smacked her bum and picked up his boxers. Nobody knew it yet, but this was going to be the big day.
They heard Buffy's mum leave and they headed for the kitchen. They tried to eat, which was kind of difficult in between kisses, but they managed.
"Should we be seen together in school?"
"Why not, luv? Unless you are ashamed of me?"
"Of course not! Never think that, Spike. . .Maybe you didn't want to ruin your new tough guy reputation and all."
"Ruin away, I don't mind one bit." He smiled.
They walked in school together, causing a few heads to turn in their direction. Xander and Willow walked beside them hesitantly, but Spike assured them it was okay. He apologised to them for being such an arsehole and would love to be friends again. Then he saw someone he certainly remembered, the last person he remembered. It was time for revenge.