Chapter 6: Motherly Love

Buffy pulled back from the kiss and took Spike by the hand. Leading
him out of the room and up the stairs to her bedroom. Once inside she
wasted no time. She kissed him deeply, hands roaming in the hairs at
the back of his neck. She moved her hands down his back and around to start pulling at the buttons of his shirt. She was trying to get it
done as quickly as possible, eager to see him with nothing on. After
a few moments struggling with the buttons, last one was undone and
she pushed the shirt from his shoulders, revealing his sculptured
chest and well defined muscles. She took her lips away from his and
started kissing her way down his chest, kissing every inch. When she
reached his belly button she reached up to undo his trousers, but was
swiftly pulled back to her feet.

Spike began to lavish the same attention on her. Kissing her
sensually as he slid her top off, kissing his way down the column of
her throat, and down to the valley between her breasts. He reached
around to her back to unclasp her bra, allowing it to fall from her
body. He the started kissing her breasts and took a nipple into his
mouth, kissing and sucking on it. He then gave the same attention to
the other side, while rubbing his hands up and down her back. Buffy
purred in pleasure at what he was doing, feeling things that she
hadn't felt before.

Spike slid his hands slowly down her back, and unzipped her denim
skirt, pulling it over her hips and letting it fall to pool around
her feet. Buffy was left standing in just her thong. Spike placed one
last kiss on her belly before standing and pressing their lips
together, prying her lips open with his tongue, exploring her mouth.
While their mouths were occupied Buffy reached down and undid the
button and zip of his jeans, pushing them down his hips. Without
breaking the kiss Spike used his feet to push them off completely. He
turned so that they were facing the bed and walked Buffy backwards.

When Buffy's legs hit the edge of the bed he lowered her down and
broke the kiss, once again trailing kisses down her body. Buffy
trailed her hands down his chest at the same time. Spike kneeled in
front of her and slid her thong off, he then brought his mouth down
and kissed all along the sensitive flesh between her legs. Buffy
moaned at the feel of it. Owen hadn't done that, but she was glad
Spike did, she loved the feeling. He moved his way up and then
lowered his tongue to her clit, eliciting a moan of pleasure from
Buffy. He continued paying her attention with his tongue for a few
minutes before he inserted a finger into her.

"Oh god" she moaned, thrusting her hips to gain more friction. Spike
smirked while continuing what he was doing. Enjoying the fact that he was the one making her feel so good.

He added another finger and sought out the spot that he knew would
make her scream. When he found it he began rubbing gently over it,
never stopping the actions of his tongue. Before long Buffy was
falling .

"Spike, oh god, Spike." she moaned as she came.

Spike kept up his ministrations allowing her to ride out the waves of
her orgasm, bringing her down gently. When she was done, he removed his fingers and moved to lie beside her on the bed. He leaned down and placed a small kiss on her lips, only a brush of lips lasting
just a few seconds.

"That was, wow." she breathed.

Spike smiled down at her "Glad you liked it."

"Oh, I really did," she told him "but there's something else I'd like
even more."

"Isthat right?" he purred in her hair.

"Uh huh." she nodded pulling him in for another scorching kiss, he
manoeuvred him self so that he was lying above her.

He breathed heavily as he placed himself at her entrance, looking at
her for confirmation that she was sure, she smiled and nodded. With
that he pushed himself inside in one swift thrust. He stilled for a
moment, allowing her to adjust to him, and enjoying the feel of her.
Then he started to thrust slowly in and out, setting up an easy
rhythm, the way he was positioned meant that every time he pulled out he brushed against her clit, causing her to moan his name repeatedly.

"Spike, oh." she repeated over and over.

Spike loved hearing her, loved feeling her around him. As their speed
picked up as both neared their peak Spike began slamming into her
harder and faster, their breaths were coming in pants as hey hurtled
towards the edge. Buffy was writhing in pleasure.

"Spike, Spike, oh god Spike." his name was like a mantra on her lips.

Spike reached a hand down between them and rubbed her clit, applying gentle pressure, this was the final push she needed and she came screaming his name. Feeling her contract around him was enough to make Spike follow right behind her, thrusting just a couple more times before spilling himself within her. He stayed atop her panting, both trying to catch their breath. He lowered her head, kissing her softly before rolling off to lay beside her.

"Wow." Buffy repeated the same sentiments as before.

"Yeah." Spike agreed, stroking his finger up and down her arm,
revelling in the afterglow, and enjoying being beside her.

"And my mom doesn't get home until late tomorrow so we get to do it all over again."

"Well alright then." he said, capturing her lips in a searing kiss,
he pulled her close to him and they lay kissing for about ten
minutes, only stopping for air. By the time they broke apart Spike's
hard on was back full force. Buffy rolled so that he was on his back
and she was straddling him. She kissed down his chest, grasping his
erection in her hand and stroking it, pulling a lout moan from Spike.

Joyce walked through the front door and went to the loving room,
expecting to see it a mess, but pleasantly surprised to see quite the
opposite. She looked at the clock and seeing it was well after 1 am
she guessed Buffy was in bed. She heard a creaking from upstairs and
decided to see if she was still awake, so she made her way upstairs.

Buffy rose herself above him placing him at her entrance, slowly
sinking down on him, and drawing in a breath at the feeling of their
joining. She was about to start moving on him when the bedroom door opened.

Joyce heard more creaks as she neared Buffy's bedroom door, but
thought Buffy must be walking around. She wasn't prepared for what
she saw when she gently pushed the door open.

Upon hearing the door Buffy snapped her head round, while Spike
looked up, to be met with the angry eyes of Joyce Summers.

"Mom." Buffy cried, jumping off Spike and pulling the sheets up to
cover them.

Buffy gulped, seeing the look on her mothers face. A look she had
hoped never to see again. A look of disgust and disappointment. Joyce
shook her head.

"Downstairs now." she ordered, turning and stomping out of the room.

Buffy looked at Spike and burst into tears. She knew what her mother
would say and she didn't think she could handle hearing it. Spike
automatically wrapped her in a tight hug whispering soothing words of love in her ear. When she had calmed a little, he let her go and they
proceeded to dress quickly. When the were done they went downstairs, Spike grasping her hand in his as the entered the room.

Joyce looked up when she heard them come down the stairs and eyed
their clasped hands in trepidation. She said nothing, standing in
front of the fire place, trying to reign in her anger. Buffy looked
at her. Waiting for the onslaught to do. After a few moments, Joyce
let them have it.

"What the hell do you think you're doing? It's bad enough that my
sixteen year old daughter is sleeping with a 21 year old man, but in
my house." she yelled, pointing at Buffy she continued "You begged me to believe that you didn't do things like this Buffy and I've tried
but then you start putting it about like a slut."

Buffy looked down, fresh tears streaming down her face, she didn't
say anything to her mom. Suddenly something that had seemed soright
twenty minutes ago, seemed so shameful now. Spike on the other hand did have something to say.

"Mrs. Summers that isn't fair. Buffy and I have only slept together
once. And I know that doesn't make it any better in your eyes but she
isn't a slut. We haven't lied to you and we love each other. We did
nothing wrong."

"Oh really?" Joyce shouted "It is illegal to sleep with a minor
William," she spat "and more importantly I would think you had more
sense than to sleep with her."

Buffy got angry.

"What is so wrong with me?" she screamed "I love him, he loves me. I don't regret it. I would do it again. Mom, I love you, and I'm sorry
that you had to see that, but I'm not sorry it happened. But I'm not
a slut mom. I don't sleep with random guys, I just fell in love and
it felt right." she sobbed.

Joyce's face was red with anger

"Buffy Anne Summers, listen to me, and listen good, you live in my
house and you will do as I say. You will not have sex in my house.
Ever. You disappoint me repeatedly." Joyce told her.

"Mom, I said I was sorry. But I won't stop seeing Spike."

Joyce's features softened slightly, but she made a decision in that
moment, and her face and mind was resolved.

"Well then enjoy the next three weeks," Joyce said "because in three
weeks, we're going back to LA."

Buffy opened her mouth to argue.

"Don't argue," Joyce said before Buffy had a chance to say
anything "my mind is made up. Nothing has changed in the time we've been here. We need to try somewhere else, maybe going back to LA is the best thing." with that she left the room.

Buffy turned to Spike, seeing tears in his eyes, she fell into his
arms and the fell to the floor, holding each other close, crying and
feeling like they had lost each other already.