Title: Beauty Isn't Everything
Summary: Seventeen-year-old Buffy Summers is a beauty pageant queen. Nineteen-year-old Spike is the boyfriend of one. The two meet at a pageant in Hawaii and share an intimate moment. Unfortunately, the two must go their separate ways after that and think they will never meet again . . . Or will they? Hmm . . .
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Spike, Buffy, Harmony, Angel, Joyce, blah, blah, they all belong to Joss Whedon and his brain. But, I do own Dylan. Yay me. LoL.
.:a/n:. Maybe I shouldn't put this up on here . . . LoL. Its kind of . . . Sexual. So, warning. See, I'm warning you, there is sex in this chapter, and probably more to come.
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Buffy tapped her foot as she waited on the second floor for Spike to show up. She looked at her watch for the fifth time in the same minute and frowned when she saw it had just turned nine. 'Guys are always late,' she thought. 'We're going to get caught.'
"Waiting for me?" he asked, wrapping his arms around her waist. "I'm here luv."
"I see that," she said, turning in his arms. "And I couldn't be happier."
He leaned down to kiss her, but moved a little to the right. "Behave . . . At least until we get to the car."
She smiled and followed him onto the elevator. 'This is going to be one fun night,' she thought.
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"Spike," Buffy moaned as his lips trailed down her neck. The two had been a bit more prepared this time, and decided to check into a nearby motel for the night. Spike had put it under his birth name, William. Buffy thought that was an adorable name, but he had laughed at her words and said, 'Exactly why I changed it pet'.
Buffy pulled away from Spike's grasp and walked over to one of the twin beds. She sat down on it and patted the spot next to her, for him to come and sit. He smirked at her and sat down. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. He laid back, and she climbed on top of him, straddling him. She opened her mouth, letting his tongue inside.
She could feel his hand resting on the crevice of her back and knew that he wasn't going to do anything until he knew she was comfortable. 'How much more comfortable could I get?' she thought. 'I'm only in love with him.' She broke the kiss for a short minute to unbutton his shirt, revealing his sculpted chest. Smiling, she started to plant kisses all along his chest.
He grabbed her arms, pulling her up to kiss her again. She could feel both of his hands lifting her shirt off and sat up, stretching her arms into the air. Once the shirt was gone, she laid back on top of him, taking his lips in hers. His hands caressed her bare skin, taking in her shape. They rested on the back of her bra, and he began to unsnap the hooks.
When Buffy heard him swear under his breath at the clasps, she sat up, still on top of him, and reached behind her, undoing them in less than a second. He watched contently as she slowly slid the bra down her arms. He wasn't going to push her, but she could see in his eyes what he wanted. Smiling, she let the piece of clothing fall from her grip and watched as Spike took in her beauty.
He had seen women before, but nothing like Buffy. It wasn't even her outer beauty that made her beautiful . . . It was, but it was what was inside of her that made her outside so radiant and gorgeous. Leaning forward, Spike took her right nipple in his mouth and began to gently suck on it. Buffy couldn't help but let a moan escape her mouth. Nothing like this had ever happened to her before. She had never been with anyone like Spike. 'There is no one like Spike,' she thought.
(.:a/n:. Okay, that is the end of this chapter. . .For now. But I may continue the sex stuff in the next chapter, unless you want me to skip it cause its too . . .Sexy? LoL. And just get to the part after they have sex. Review and tell me. I need to know)
Summary: Seventeen-year-old Buffy Summers is a beauty pageant queen. Nineteen-year-old Spike is the boyfriend of one. The two meet at a pageant in Hawaii and share an intimate moment. Unfortunately, the two must go their separate ways after that and think they will never meet again . . . Or will they? Hmm . . .
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Spike, Buffy, Harmony, Angel, Joyce, blah, blah, they all belong to Joss Whedon and his brain. But, I do own Dylan. Yay me. LoL.
.:a/n:. Maybe I shouldn't put this up on here . . . LoL. Its kind of . . . Sexual. So, warning. See, I'm warning you, there is sex in this chapter, and probably more to come.
~~**~~
Buffy tapped her foot as she waited on the second floor for Spike to show up. She looked at her watch for the fifth time in the same minute and frowned when she saw it had just turned nine. 'Guys are always late,' she thought. 'We're going to get caught.'
"Waiting for me?" he asked, wrapping his arms around her waist. "I'm here luv."
"I see that," she said, turning in his arms. "And I couldn't be happier."
He leaned down to kiss her, but moved a little to the right. "Behave . . . At least until we get to the car."
She smiled and followed him onto the elevator. 'This is going to be one fun night,' she thought.
~~**~~
"Spike," Buffy moaned as his lips trailed down her neck. The two had been a bit more prepared this time, and decided to check into a nearby motel for the night. Spike had put it under his birth name, William. Buffy thought that was an adorable name, but he had laughed at her words and said, 'Exactly why I changed it pet'.
Buffy pulled away from Spike's grasp and walked over to one of the twin beds. She sat down on it and patted the spot next to her, for him to come and sit. He smirked at her and sat down. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. He laid back, and she climbed on top of him, straddling him. She opened her mouth, letting his tongue inside.
She could feel his hand resting on the crevice of her back and knew that he wasn't going to do anything until he knew she was comfortable. 'How much more comfortable could I get?' she thought. 'I'm only in love with him.' She broke the kiss for a short minute to unbutton his shirt, revealing his sculpted chest. Smiling, she started to plant kisses all along his chest.
He grabbed her arms, pulling her up to kiss her again. She could feel both of his hands lifting her shirt off and sat up, stretching her arms into the air. Once the shirt was gone, she laid back on top of him, taking his lips in hers. His hands caressed her bare skin, taking in her shape. They rested on the back of her bra, and he began to unsnap the hooks.
When Buffy heard him swear under his breath at the clasps, she sat up, still on top of him, and reached behind her, undoing them in less than a second. He watched contently as she slowly slid the bra down her arms. He wasn't going to push her, but she could see in his eyes what he wanted. Smiling, she let the piece of clothing fall from her grip and watched as Spike took in her beauty.
He had seen women before, but nothing like Buffy. It wasn't even her outer beauty that made her beautiful . . . It was, but it was what was inside of her that made her outside so radiant and gorgeous. Leaning forward, Spike took her right nipple in his mouth and began to gently suck on it. Buffy couldn't help but let a moan escape her mouth. Nothing like this had ever happened to her before. She had never been with anyone like Spike. 'There is no one like Spike,' she thought.
(.:a/n:. Okay, that is the end of this chapter. . .For now. But I may continue the sex stuff in the next chapter, unless you want me to skip it cause its too . . .Sexy? LoL. And just get to the part after they have sex. Review and tell me. I need to know)