"That was an evil trick you played slayer," the calm, British voice crooned from behind Buffy on her front porch, causing her to go stiff. She hated when he did this; called her out, made her feel worse than she did so she would succumb into bedding with him, "Walking up to my door, but not even daring to knock." His lips were practically touching the back of her neck, causing a shiver to slide down her spine. She turned to him and glared at him straight in the eye.
"Spike...I can't do this...not tonight...please, just this time will you go ho-"Buffy was cut off by the front door opening and Dawn peering from the opening.
"Spike? What's Spike doing here Buffy?" she got this look like she had a crazy idea, "Is he staying? I mean you were the one who said the previous social worker thought he lived here, and she may have put it in the report...you might need him to like you know...be here?" Dawn's voice had that 'do as I say or else I'll scream bloody murder' tone in it, and Buffy wasn't in the mood to risk it. She just turned to the door, walking in and held it open, Dawn moving out of the way as Spike came in, looking at Buffy for some sort of answer.
"Dawn, can you go into the living room so Spike and I can talk?" Buffy asked softly, Dawn about to argue, but Spike simply glanced at her and she retreated to the other room. Buffy opened her mouth to speak, but Spike took a hold of her arm lightly to guide her up the stairs. He stopped at the landing with her and placed her hands on her hips, looking down.
"If we're gonna do this, we have to do it right pet...buy things that makes it looks like a man live here with the women folk...been seen in public together..." he paused and looked her in the eye, "Say we're a couple." Buffy looked as if she could have chewed Spike out for years about this, and knowing this caused Spike to get that little smirk he gets when he knows he's won. Buffy sighed in defeat.
"Fine, but there will be rules about this whole thing." Buffy said softly, crossing her arms.
Spike scoffed at the very idea, "Rules? Pet, surely you know that any true relationship can't survive with rules." He placed his hands on her hips, causing Buffy to try and pull away. Spike's grip tightened and Buffy gasped softly, wanting to give in and let him have his way with her, but Dawn was downstairs and each time she gave in she felt all the more dead later on. She didn't try to push away, just kept on with her argument, no matter how hard it was.
"Yes, rules Spike. Like no sex while Dawn is in the house-"
"Now that's a bit too harsh and you know it love."
"Fine, no sex while Dawn is awake or on the same floor as us in the house."
"Agreed," Spike said, pulling Buffy closer, "What's the next piece of business we need to handle?"
"Your blood gets kept in the basement in the fridge we have down there," Spike gave her a look that it wasn't fair, "You want to explain to the nice social worker you're a vampire, go right ahead Spike." He fell silent as she continued.
"This whole us living together thing, stays within the house between the three of us. Willow if I feel she needs to know, but right now she's doing good to walk from her room to the kitchen without some lapse of some sort."
"Understood, it's a 'Buffy tells only' secret, I get it"
Buffy rolled her eyes, "Now that we're on the same page..." she looked down the stairs and then at her watch. She got out of Spike's grasp to Dawn, asking her if she wanted to stay at a friend's house, Dawn soon escaping the confines of the Summers' home to get there. Buffy made her way back upstairs to Spike, looking down for a moment. He lifted her chin carefully and she kissed him suddenly, dragging him into her bedroom.
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Buffy lay there well after the deed had been done, thinking over everything that had to be bought and frowned at some of the necessary items. She kept quiet; lightly playing with the bleach curl within her grasp since Spike's head rest where he had put it before she got the sheet at the exact place she had wanted it. Each intake of breath she took, his head moved up, exhale it moved back down. She kept silent, admiring his beauty before shaking her head, remembering the monster that also lie on her bosom. The dangerous killer who would love to be out on the full fledged kill if he could be. She sighed softly and leaned her head to the side and remembered the soft words he sang to her.
I'd give up forever to touch you, because I know that you feel me somehow.
Damn right Spike would give up forever, once he was in love, he never let you go. That seemed comforting and scary at the same time for Buffy as he had begun to serenade her, and even before then, as he had slipped his hand beneath her shirt, retrieving her bra.
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be And I don't want to go home right nowWasn't that the way Buffy was feeling right about now? Spike had been the closest thing for her recently... He had continued on with the song the further and further they had gone, the words ending before the activities, but that didn't mean they didn't linger between each thrust and moan that came from the couple. It was almost convincing for Buffy. To give up forever, to give into his eyes, his words, his touch, even if it was barbaric and wrong...it didn't feel wrong during it, and as long as they kept on, shouldn't everything be fine?
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"Why did Dawn have to come on this trip again?" Buffy asked, looking up at Spike as she pushed the cart, Spike staying at her side, getting various toiletries to make it appear that he lived in the house with them. Spike looked down at her, stopping.
"Because we have to make it seem as if we're a big happy family just in case we're being watched before hand" He replied just as Dawn came, arms full of various groceries Buffy had sent her to get and then disappeared again, obviously to get anything she forgot. Buffy sighed and pushed the basket further, turning the corner and stopped in front of the condoms. Spike looked at Buffy and raised a brow.
"I'm dead Buffy, we don't exactly need to be worried about an acciden-ow!" Buffy had poked Spike hard in the stomach to get him to shut up.
"The social worker doesn't know that and we need to make it appear we're teaching Dawn to be responsible"
"By what? Having sex in the house and her knowing?" Buffy hit his arm with the back of her hand.
"You know what I mean Spike, we have to make it seem like you're fertile, even if you obviously aren't," she turned and looked at them, "Now hurry and choose so I can escape this aisle before someone sees me." Spike smirked, looking everything over.
"You can't just grab one and go pet, there's so much to choose from like ribbed or lubricated or-"Buffy got fed up and grabbed the nearest box and threw it in the basket, pushing it quickly to get away from Spike and the aisle. Spike stopped her and picked up the box, reading it over, "Warm sensations...hmm, not hot and steamy enough for you pet?" he asked playfully, avoiding her next attack by slipping them under the other things in the basket. Dawn adding the rest of the things "Okay, I'm ready to go, you two should be too." Buffy was relieved he had done so, nodding and headed for the checkout, Spike taking Dawn out to the car to let Buffy pay on her own.
((Author's Notes: Yes, the first whole chapter. Yes it was based on Buffy and Spike, I plan to go in order, not making promises, but I'm going to try. So yes, there it is...please review it and tell me what you think. The lyrics I used are from the song Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls. ))