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Chapter Two- Curiosity killed the cat
Buffy lay in the comfortable single bed that Spike had let her use for the night. He had put her to bed virtually straight away when they got to the apartment, letting her use a pair of boxers and a black shirt to sleep in.
She had sobered up quite a lot since she had gone to bed and had started to think about the whole situation seriously instead of a drunken obsession of seeing him naked.
Here she was, Buffy Summers, a married woman, sleeping over at a gorgeous guy's apartment, a guy whom she had only known for less than a day, a guy whom she didn't really know much about, a guy whom, Buffy felt guilty to admit, she was seriously attracted to- and that was when he was fully clothed! Buffy's imagination ran wild as she conjured up different thoughts about what Spike might look like under all that pesky material.
Whoa! Bad Buffy! She thought as she found herself clinging onto the shirt, her nose exploring it for any scents that might resemble him, she found none as the shirt had obviously been washed before he had leant it to her.
Suddenly, an evil thought popped into her mind. She remembered that right that very second he would be sleeping in the room right next door hers. Most probably naked, or at least topless. She grinned maliciously as she got out of bed- this was gonna be fun.
The door creaked slightly as she opened it, and she was afraid of waking him as she crept towards the double bed that he was sleeping in. She couldn't see anything below his waist but she was right about him being topless, and boy, was it worth looking at!
Looking down at him she felt a sudden rush of wetness between her legs; his washboard abs where to die for, toned, smooth skin was just calling to her as she crept closer to him, standing by his bedside. She couldn't help it- she had to see more.
Placing her fingers on the sheet that was covering him she gripped it, preparing to pull it back so that she could see absolutely everything.
"One" she counted
"Two" her grip on the covers became tighter
"Hello Luv!"
"Thr... wait a minute" she looked back at his face and her horrors where confirmed, his eyes where opened, and he was staring right at her, an amused look played across his features as he waited for her explanation.
"I was just...err..."
"Curious?" he offered to finish the sentence for her and she personally would have paid for someone to leap out of the shadows and kill her there and then.
"Err...yeah" she smiled apologetically "Sorry"
"It's alright Luv, we can't help it if we want each other"
"I know...wait, you want me?" she couldn't believe her ears, he wanted her just like she wanted him! A rush of relief ran through her body.
"Very much so" he said, sitting closer to her, "and you want me too"
"Yes" she breathed, his face was less than an inch away from hers and she realised that this was probably going to be the only opportunity that she was going to get.
She took it.
Her lips crushed against his in a blend of passion and tenderness, he responded instantly and they opened their mouths together, letting their tongues dance with each other.
Never breaking the kiss, they fell on the bed with each other and Buffy moaned into his mouth as she felt his hand come up to cup her breast, his hardness rubbing against her.
Although taking off the shirt the proper way wouldn't take long, it was too long for Spike to wait, and he ripped the shirt in one swift movement letting it fall off her and leaving her completely topless.
Not a second had passed before he took one of her rosy nipples into his mouth and began to suck and tease it, making her moan in pleasure as she explored his chest with her hands. Kissing his way up to her lips, he captured them in a tender kiss and pulled the boxers off her.
She wasted no time in getting under the sheets with him, finally managing to feel his throbbing cock against her without anything in between them. She felt his fingers explore the lower regions of her body and she felt the familiar hum as her body prepared for orgasm.
She gasped as he shoved two fingers up her before smiling and arching herself into him, the pleasure was overwhelming, far better than anything that she had ever had with Angel.
Angel.
Angel, her husband. He was probably at home right now, wondering where she was, the note that she had left on the fridge said that she would be gone less than an hour, and she had been out most of the night.
"No" she gasped pushing Spike away from her.
"No?" he questioned her, looking hurt and confused,
"Angel" she said and the confused look in his eyes increased
"Who?"
"Angel-my............husband" she watched as a range of emotions played across his face confusion, anger, pain...
"You have a husband?" he asked, hoping that he had somehow misheard her,
"Yes, oh god, Spike I'm so sorry..." the look of pain on his face increased as he stood up, pulling on his black jeans.
"Well? Are you going to get dressed or not?" he questioned her and she pulled the boxers back on,
"Why?" she asked rather dumbly and he raised his eyebrow at her,
"Well, I don't think that you're husband would be too pleased if I brought you home dressed in my boxers" he smirked, but the humour soon disappeared and was replaced by a stern look on his face.
"Your clothes should still be in the other room"
She stood and looked at him for a moment and their eyes met before she ran out of the bedroom, covering her exposed breasts with her arm.
The drive home was clouded with an uncomfortable silence and whenever Buffy looked across at Spike, he was staring straight ahead, ignoring her. She realised that she had to say something.
"Spike?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you"
"For what?"
"Letting me stay at your place, understanding when I told you about Angel"
"You're welcome"
Buffy realised that if she didn't do something soon, this was going to be the last time that she ever saw him.
"Spike, stop the car" he looked over at her with a puzzled expression on his face
"This isn't where you live is it?" he started to slow the car down
"No" the car sped up again.
"Spike just stop the car"
"Why?"
"Just stop it" she felt the car slow down and come to a halt at the side of the road, he took off his seat belt and turned to look at her, she did the same.
He started to say something but she put her finger to his lips and he stopped.
"Spike, you have been so nice to me tonight" she began to trace his jaw bone with her finger,
"Luv, may I just ask you where is this going?"
She looked into his sapphire eyes and took a deep breath,
"Take me back to your apartment Spike" she watched as his eyes widened
"What?" he wanted to make sure that he had heard her correctly,
"Take me back to your apartment..." she paused as her hand began playing with the blonde curls on his head, "...and make love to me"
She watched as he took a deep breath, "Luv, are you sure?"
She answered him by kissing him softly on the lips, "Yes" she said as she pulled away.
Angel woke up from a nightmare that he had been having. He looked over to the other side of the bed, hoping that Buffy was sleeping there...
She wasn't.
Breathing heavily, Angel picked up the phone...
"Hello?"
"Hello Joyce, It's Angel"
"Oh hello Angel, why are you calling me at this time?"
"I just..." Angel remembered that Joyce wasn't too well at the moment and too much worry could make it worse, so he told a lie...
"I have just been called into work...it's an emergency...will you come over and look after Ella for me?"
"Well...yes of course...but can't Buffy do it?"
Angel's mind raced, thinking of an exuse as to why Buffy wasn't home,
"She's out with some friends...did she not tell you?"
"No, she didn't" Joyce sounded a little suspicious to Angel but she chose not to say anything...
"Alright... I'll be over in about ten minutes, ok?"
"Ok, see you in a bit"
"Ok, bye"
Angel hung up the phone and anxiously pulled on some jeans and a shirt, he had to go and find Buffy...
Buffy moaned as Spike began to kiss her neck, pulling down the straps of her skimpy little top as he did so, he had already removed his shirt and she was exploring those rock hard abs of his once again with her delicate fingers.
Letting the top fall to the floor, Buffy managed to tear herself away from Spike's top half for a second to wriggle out of her jeans and panties, he did the same with his own and their naked bodies entwined with each other as they fell onto the bed again, but with much more passion and much less guilt from Buffy's part then the last time.
Whilst Spike teased her nipples with his mouth and fingers, Buffy threw her head back and moaned in pleasure. He kissed his way up to her mouth and captured her lips in a tender kiss as he felt her wetness with his fingers, smiling slightly, he slowly lowered himself inside her and they came together.
Angel stormed out of the house and into his car, he knew the way to the bar where Buffy often had a drink at and he was sure that the cheery barmaid that worked there would give him some information if she wasn't there.
Walking into the bar, Angel noticed that Buffy wasn't anywhere to be seen, shit he thought, he hated talking to the bimbo barmaid with all her false smiles and flirty outfits, but it had to be done, so he managed to plaster a smile on his face and walk up to the bar.
"Exuse me?" he said to her and she turned around, smiling seducivly at him,
"What can I get you...handsome?" she said, leaning over slightly so that her breasts almost bulged right out of her low-cut top.
"I'm looking for Buffy Summers, have you seen her?" he asked, forcing himself to look at her face,
"Oh Buffy, kinda small, blonde, left about ten hours ago with a really hot guy? That Buffy?"
"Err...yeah she left with a guy?" Angel felt like he was going to explode on the spot,
"Oh yeah, and they looked really into each other too" the barmaid's smile widened,
"Why? Are you jealous? Are you into her too?" the barmaid's eyes flicked down to look at the gold ring on Angel's finger,
"Oh dear, well honey I think it's best that you don't act on your attraction, the wife might not be too pleased" she said, waving a finger at him
"The wife is Buffy!" Angel almost screamed, but managed to control himself at the last minute,
"Oh..." the barmaid looked uncomfortable and the smile faded, "well...I'm sure they're just friends, here let me pour you a drink, on the house huh?"
"No, that's Ok thank you very much...this guy, what did he look like?"
The barmaid's smile appeared again and a dreamy look came over her face,
"Oh he was very handsome...blonde hair, leather jacket, high cheekbones..." the barmaid seemed to drift off into dreamland after that and Angel gave up, striding out of the bar, he decided to go back home, wanting to have a long talk with Buffy when she came back.
If she came back.
Please Review Love, Brittany xxx
Chapter Two- Curiosity killed the cat
Buffy lay in the comfortable single bed that Spike had let her use for the night. He had put her to bed virtually straight away when they got to the apartment, letting her use a pair of boxers and a black shirt to sleep in.
She had sobered up quite a lot since she had gone to bed and had started to think about the whole situation seriously instead of a drunken obsession of seeing him naked.
Here she was, Buffy Summers, a married woman, sleeping over at a gorgeous guy's apartment, a guy whom she had only known for less than a day, a guy whom she didn't really know much about, a guy whom, Buffy felt guilty to admit, she was seriously attracted to- and that was when he was fully clothed! Buffy's imagination ran wild as she conjured up different thoughts about what Spike might look like under all that pesky material.
Whoa! Bad Buffy! She thought as she found herself clinging onto the shirt, her nose exploring it for any scents that might resemble him, she found none as the shirt had obviously been washed before he had leant it to her.
Suddenly, an evil thought popped into her mind. She remembered that right that very second he would be sleeping in the room right next door hers. Most probably naked, or at least topless. She grinned maliciously as she got out of bed- this was gonna be fun.
The door creaked slightly as she opened it, and she was afraid of waking him as she crept towards the double bed that he was sleeping in. She couldn't see anything below his waist but she was right about him being topless, and boy, was it worth looking at!
Looking down at him she felt a sudden rush of wetness between her legs; his washboard abs where to die for, toned, smooth skin was just calling to her as she crept closer to him, standing by his bedside. She couldn't help it- she had to see more.
Placing her fingers on the sheet that was covering him she gripped it, preparing to pull it back so that she could see absolutely everything.
"One" she counted
"Two" her grip on the covers became tighter
"Hello Luv!"
"Thr... wait a minute" she looked back at his face and her horrors where confirmed, his eyes where opened, and he was staring right at her, an amused look played across his features as he waited for her explanation.
"I was just...err..."
"Curious?" he offered to finish the sentence for her and she personally would have paid for someone to leap out of the shadows and kill her there and then.
"Err...yeah" she smiled apologetically "Sorry"
"It's alright Luv, we can't help it if we want each other"
"I know...wait, you want me?" she couldn't believe her ears, he wanted her just like she wanted him! A rush of relief ran through her body.
"Very much so" he said, sitting closer to her, "and you want me too"
"Yes" she breathed, his face was less than an inch away from hers and she realised that this was probably going to be the only opportunity that she was going to get.
She took it.
Her lips crushed against his in a blend of passion and tenderness, he responded instantly and they opened their mouths together, letting their tongues dance with each other.
Never breaking the kiss, they fell on the bed with each other and Buffy moaned into his mouth as she felt his hand come up to cup her breast, his hardness rubbing against her.
Although taking off the shirt the proper way wouldn't take long, it was too long for Spike to wait, and he ripped the shirt in one swift movement letting it fall off her and leaving her completely topless.
Not a second had passed before he took one of her rosy nipples into his mouth and began to suck and tease it, making her moan in pleasure as she explored his chest with her hands. Kissing his way up to her lips, he captured them in a tender kiss and pulled the boxers off her.
She wasted no time in getting under the sheets with him, finally managing to feel his throbbing cock against her without anything in between them. She felt his fingers explore the lower regions of her body and she felt the familiar hum as her body prepared for orgasm.
She gasped as he shoved two fingers up her before smiling and arching herself into him, the pleasure was overwhelming, far better than anything that she had ever had with Angel.
Angel.
Angel, her husband. He was probably at home right now, wondering where she was, the note that she had left on the fridge said that she would be gone less than an hour, and she had been out most of the night.
"No" she gasped pushing Spike away from her.
"No?" he questioned her, looking hurt and confused,
"Angel" she said and the confused look in his eyes increased
"Who?"
"Angel-my............husband" she watched as a range of emotions played across his face confusion, anger, pain...
"You have a husband?" he asked, hoping that he had somehow misheard her,
"Yes, oh god, Spike I'm so sorry..." the look of pain on his face increased as he stood up, pulling on his black jeans.
"Well? Are you going to get dressed or not?" he questioned her and she pulled the boxers back on,
"Why?" she asked rather dumbly and he raised his eyebrow at her,
"Well, I don't think that you're husband would be too pleased if I brought you home dressed in my boxers" he smirked, but the humour soon disappeared and was replaced by a stern look on his face.
"Your clothes should still be in the other room"
She stood and looked at him for a moment and their eyes met before she ran out of the bedroom, covering her exposed breasts with her arm.
The drive home was clouded with an uncomfortable silence and whenever Buffy looked across at Spike, he was staring straight ahead, ignoring her. She realised that she had to say something.
"Spike?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you"
"For what?"
"Letting me stay at your place, understanding when I told you about Angel"
"You're welcome"
Buffy realised that if she didn't do something soon, this was going to be the last time that she ever saw him.
"Spike, stop the car" he looked over at her with a puzzled expression on his face
"This isn't where you live is it?" he started to slow the car down
"No" the car sped up again.
"Spike just stop the car"
"Why?"
"Just stop it" she felt the car slow down and come to a halt at the side of the road, he took off his seat belt and turned to look at her, she did the same.
He started to say something but she put her finger to his lips and he stopped.
"Spike, you have been so nice to me tonight" she began to trace his jaw bone with her finger,
"Luv, may I just ask you where is this going?"
She looked into his sapphire eyes and took a deep breath,
"Take me back to your apartment Spike" she watched as his eyes widened
"What?" he wanted to make sure that he had heard her correctly,
"Take me back to your apartment..." she paused as her hand began playing with the blonde curls on his head, "...and make love to me"
She watched as he took a deep breath, "Luv, are you sure?"
She answered him by kissing him softly on the lips, "Yes" she said as she pulled away.
Angel woke up from a nightmare that he had been having. He looked over to the other side of the bed, hoping that Buffy was sleeping there...
She wasn't.
Breathing heavily, Angel picked up the phone...
"Hello?"
"Hello Joyce, It's Angel"
"Oh hello Angel, why are you calling me at this time?"
"I just..." Angel remembered that Joyce wasn't too well at the moment and too much worry could make it worse, so he told a lie...
"I have just been called into work...it's an emergency...will you come over and look after Ella for me?"
"Well...yes of course...but can't Buffy do it?"
Angel's mind raced, thinking of an exuse as to why Buffy wasn't home,
"She's out with some friends...did she not tell you?"
"No, she didn't" Joyce sounded a little suspicious to Angel but she chose not to say anything...
"Alright... I'll be over in about ten minutes, ok?"
"Ok, see you in a bit"
"Ok, bye"
Angel hung up the phone and anxiously pulled on some jeans and a shirt, he had to go and find Buffy...
Buffy moaned as Spike began to kiss her neck, pulling down the straps of her skimpy little top as he did so, he had already removed his shirt and she was exploring those rock hard abs of his once again with her delicate fingers.
Letting the top fall to the floor, Buffy managed to tear herself away from Spike's top half for a second to wriggle out of her jeans and panties, he did the same with his own and their naked bodies entwined with each other as they fell onto the bed again, but with much more passion and much less guilt from Buffy's part then the last time.
Whilst Spike teased her nipples with his mouth and fingers, Buffy threw her head back and moaned in pleasure. He kissed his way up to her mouth and captured her lips in a tender kiss as he felt her wetness with his fingers, smiling slightly, he slowly lowered himself inside her and they came together.
Angel stormed out of the house and into his car, he knew the way to the bar where Buffy often had a drink at and he was sure that the cheery barmaid that worked there would give him some information if she wasn't there.
Walking into the bar, Angel noticed that Buffy wasn't anywhere to be seen, shit he thought, he hated talking to the bimbo barmaid with all her false smiles and flirty outfits, but it had to be done, so he managed to plaster a smile on his face and walk up to the bar.
"Exuse me?" he said to her and she turned around, smiling seducivly at him,
"What can I get you...handsome?" she said, leaning over slightly so that her breasts almost bulged right out of her low-cut top.
"I'm looking for Buffy Summers, have you seen her?" he asked, forcing himself to look at her face,
"Oh Buffy, kinda small, blonde, left about ten hours ago with a really hot guy? That Buffy?"
"Err...yeah she left with a guy?" Angel felt like he was going to explode on the spot,
"Oh yeah, and they looked really into each other too" the barmaid's smile widened,
"Why? Are you jealous? Are you into her too?" the barmaid's eyes flicked down to look at the gold ring on Angel's finger,
"Oh dear, well honey I think it's best that you don't act on your attraction, the wife might not be too pleased" she said, waving a finger at him
"The wife is Buffy!" Angel almost screamed, but managed to control himself at the last minute,
"Oh..." the barmaid looked uncomfortable and the smile faded, "well...I'm sure they're just friends, here let me pour you a drink, on the house huh?"
"No, that's Ok thank you very much...this guy, what did he look like?"
The barmaid's smile appeared again and a dreamy look came over her face,
"Oh he was very handsome...blonde hair, leather jacket, high cheekbones..." the barmaid seemed to drift off into dreamland after that and Angel gave up, striding out of the bar, he decided to go back home, wanting to have a long talk with Buffy when she came back.
If she came back.
Please Review Love, Brittany xxx