A/N: Oh, it was brought to my attention that I have spelling mistakes. I know. I write early in the morning and never read it over because I'd never get anything done. It's too late to get a beta cause this story is almost over so, sorry guys. I'll try to limit them. Okay, on with the show.

Buffy opened the front door and walked in, locking it behind her. She dropped her keys by the coat rack and slowly walked into the house. It was fairly dark, in the front room anyway. "Anyone home!" she called into the silence.

Spike came running toward her, face red and a panicked look on his face. "Buffy, I need you. Dawn…period…older…boys…I can't do this. she's my little girl. she's not supposed to get this. I'm not ready to deal with this" he spoke quickly and Buffy looked at him strangely.

"Captain Peroxide, mind speaking coherently?" She put her hands on her hips with a small smile playing on her hips. She'd never seen him so flustered.

Not bothering with words, Spike dragged Buffy into his daughter's bedroom and pushed her in, closing the door as he left. His feet running away could be heard clearly through the thin walls.

"So…" Buffy said, looking upon Dawn who looked half embarrassed and half pained. "You got your period?" Dawn nodded, eyes downcast. "What are you like ten?" Again Dawn nodded. "Wow, you're younger than I was."

Buffy sat down next to her, legs crossed. She laughed lightly causing Dawn to turn to her with an odd look in her eyes. "I remember my first one." Again she laughed. "I was what? Thirteen? And I was in school, eating lunch with some of my friends. I stood up and was about to go put my tray back when my best friend, your aunt, Willow, asked what was on my skirt. Of course, this had to be the day I was wearing a white skirt. Anyway, we rushed off to the bathroom and Willow had to get me a pair of clothes to wear for the rest of the day. As it turns out, the only thing she could find was a pair of pants about seventeen sizes too big." Dawn smiled. "I had to spend the rest of the day with Willow holding up one end and me trying not to fall." Dawn laughed at the visual. (Me: I think that's from Degrassi. Not sure.)

"That must have been embarrassing."

"Oh my god it was!" Buffy exclaimed, covering her face with her hands for a second. "I almost died that day and when I got home, my mom was there. I told her and she hugged me and said rather loudly, in front of Willow and my friend at the time, Michael, 'You're a woman now Elizabeth!'"

Dawn's eyes widened. "wow."

Buffy laughed then grew serious. "I don't know what Spike told you but this is something to be happy about. I mean like my mom said in her over cheerful, happy tone 'You're a woman now.'" Buffy bumped her should playfully. "Welcome to the club." Dawn smiled.

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By the time Buffy and Dawn emerged from the room, half an hour later, Dawn had a sleepover bag in her hands and a happy look on her face. "I'll be at Janice's" she informed her nervous father.

"Don't you think you should, I don't know, stay and sleep it off?" Spike replied awkwardly.

"She doesn't have leprosy Spike."

"Huh? Oh, yeah." He paused. "Have fun." He said finally and watched Dawn run out of the house. He watched her cross the street before looking back at Buffy.

"So how is everything?"

"She's fine, really. She's just growing up."

"Yeah, so I realized." They sat down on the couch together in silence, neither wanting to break it.

"So…" Buffy curled up to him and he relaxingly put an arm around her.

"How did things go with your brother?" Spike was visibly calmer than before.

"H-He's fine. Scott says he wants to be a man I can be proud of." She snorted in a very unladylike fashion. "I just hopes he means it this time."

"You did your best Buffy. It's up to Scott to take it from here."

Buffy looked up at him. "Speaking of revelations."

"Revelations?"

"Yeah," She paused trying to get her thoughts together. "I was just…I had a question."

"Yes?" prodded Spike.

"Well, I mean now that you've had time to thing about it…do you regret what you said?"

"Said?"

"When you said that you loved me."

Spike looked at her oddly. "What? No! If anything, I realize how true that statement was." He smiled. "Every time you flick your hair back or smile or when you're mad and the end of your nose crinkles ever so slightly, I fall in love with you all over again."

"Sound like a line" she joked.

"I'm serious Buffy. I really do love you more than anything."

Buffy looked him directly in the eye. "Really?" Spike tilted his head to the side and grabbed her lips with his.

Watch the sunrise

Say your goodbyes

Off we go

Some conversation

No contemplation

Hit the road

Car overheats

Jump out of my seat

On the side of the highway, baby

Our road is long

Your hold is strong

Please don't ever let go, oh no

When he pulled away a few minutes later, he asked "Still think I'm joking?" Buffy said nothing and instead smashed her lips to his. Caught off guard, Spike returned the kiss with just as much passion. He couldn't remember when it had been that they had decided to lay back on the couch but, apparently, they had.

Buffy was frantically unbuttoning his shirt while he teasingly grinded his erect pelvis into her. Having gotten his shirt off successfully but leaving the tie which she couldn't remove without temporary loss of contact, Buffy smashed her mouth against his again. Spike pulled back. "Buffy" he muttered, trying to think straight with her lips gently making their way down his chest. "Buffy, we can't."

Buffy, who was now on top, looked at him. "What? Why?"

"I won't be able to stop. I want you, I do. I won't be able to control myself."

She grinned cheekily. "Who says I wanna stop?" she questioned. Spike groaned.

"Are you sure about this?"

A look came over her face as she took in their surroundings. "You're right" she said dejectedly and stood. "We can't do this."

Spike, mentally cursing himself, used a cushion to block his obvious erection. He groaned softly, this time in disappointment. Buffy continued to smile. "That's not what I meant silly." She extended a hand to which he took without thinking. She pulled him up. "I meant not here. We can't do this here, in the living room.

"Oh!" Spike's face glowed once more. He let her drag him into his bedroom (the bed was bigger) and watched as she locked the door behind them.

They tumbled to the bed, hands intertwined in the other's hair. Spike let his fingers softly caress her arms and slowly slipped them lower and lower until they were no longer in view. Buffy moaned loudly. She somehow slipped off his slacks as he slipped off her shirt and underwear. She cupped his throbbing cock and with every kiss he gave her, she pumped him.

I know I don't know you

But I want you so bad

Everyone has a secret

Oh, can they keep it?

Oh no, they can't

I'm driving fast now

Don't think I know how to go slow

Where you at now

I feel around

There you are

Cool these engines

Calm these jets

I ask you how hot can it get

And as you wipe off beads of sweat

Slowly you say, I'm not there yet

It was the most amazing thing either of them had ever felt. Buffy began to whimper "Spike, please. Spike…" Taking the not-so-subtle hint, Spike stuck two fingers deep into her lush, juicy folds. He could feel the liquid dripping down his fingers and he replaced his fingers with his mouth. He let his tongue enter her, lapping up whatever he could. She pushed forward in ecstasy almost choking him as she did so. She felt too good.

Spike grabbed her hips, keeping her still, and rolled his tongue while pushing further into her. Buffy let out another mind numbing moan and another downpour of her sweet juices came. Spike, feeling his cock get tighter with every moan and every unbelievable tasting lick, slowly withdrew his mouth. She gave a protest.

Looking down at her for a second, he took in her lush, naked breasts and the hard nipples. He took in her thin frame and every curve of her body. Her hair was sprawled out around her like a halo and she, in his eyes, did look like an angel.

Spike slowly slid himself inside her slowly. She shifted, adjusting to the massive size. There was a moment where they just looked at each other, both realizing simultaneously how perfectly they fit. "I love you" Spike muttered starting to withdraw himself before smashing back into her.

After a scream of pleasure, Buffy muttered back "I love you too." That was how they continued for the better part of the night.

I know I don't know you

But I want you so bad

Everyone has a secret

Oh, can they keep it?

Oh no, they can't

I know I don't know you

But I want you so bad

Everyone has a secret

Oh, but can they keep it?

Oh no, they can't

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Willow and Xander opened the door to Spike's house with the spare key he hid in a potted plant. Xander was about to scream a 'hello, anyone here' when Willow covered his mouth. Faintly, they could hear the sound of Buffy and Spike moaning. Even the springs of the mattress could be hear but they had to strain to hear it.

"Maybe we should tell them we came back early tomorrow morning" Willow whispered, softly closing the door and pulling Xander behind her.

"Yeah. That'd be good." Xander nodded, ghost white from what he had to heard. "Blocking this out." He repeated over and over as they walked to the car.

a/n: So, what do you think? I vagued (me: I made a new word!) up all the graphic parts so…yea. Um…I guess that's all I have to say. You guys make my day with all the fabulous reviews. Also, this will be the last time I'll be able to update either story for the next maybe week and a half. I'm going on vaca for the third time, my uncle's house so I don't know how much of a vacation I could possibly have. Lol. REVIEW!

P.S. the song is "secrets" by Maroon 5