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SUN, POETRY AND FUN (sequel to " SUN, BLACKMAIL AND FUN") Author: Lu Main Characters: Buffy/SpikeDisclaimer: I know these characters don't belong to me
I'm not a poet: I've just tried, sorry! I guess this is the fluffiest story I ever wrote (and there are very mushy moments between Spike and Buffy!), so, if you don't like this kind of fan fics, maybe you shouldn't read it… ;P
Feedback: I'd like it
Summary: title says everything.
PART 1
Buffy was patrolling as every night, but she had a not so watchful attitude. She sat on a tombstone, carrying on yawning.
She didn't even notice the demon behind her back, which cut her stomach with his sharp tail.
Buffy fell on the ground, showing no fear.
As soon as he withdrew his tail, under his astonished eyes, the wound healed instantly and Buffy got up smiling, amused by the incredulity of the demon.
" Oh please, do it again. It tickles… you know, in a good way!"
" What the hell.." he asked, backing off scared.
" The Gem of Amarra!" she explained, showing him the ring and drawing a sword with the other hand.
" Official Sponsor of my killing you!" she said, running the sword through his heart, destroying him.
" Thought you didn't like wearing the ring!" another demon, a familiar one, exclaimed, appearing behind a tree.
" In fact, I don't. You're right, Spike, it's no fun killing with it!" she exclaimed, taking it off and throwing it to him.
" But I had such a hard day at school, then Giles kept me with him all the afternoon, asking me about my ' Mission ' …" she smiled.
" He's been interrogating me for a whole week, I wonder why he finds it so interesting! Anyway, you have no idea 'bout the incredible adventure I created: there's a huge demon, with amazing powers and horrible aspect and it seems impossible to defeat him, but I…"
" Wow, pet, it sounds very cool, have you ever thought 'bout writing a fantasy Romance?" he suggested, approaching her.
" It's not a bad idea, wanna help me? After all, you're a connoisseur of writing…" she chuckled, letting her hands slip under his coat.
" Damn me for talking with you 'bout my human life. Couldn't I keep my bloody mouth shut?"
" Why? I like that side of you… and about your bloody mouth… let me take care of it!" she smiled, capturing his lips in a very long kiss.
" Mm… anyway, you didn't tell me yet why you were wearing the ring…"
" I didn't feel much like patrolling, I'm kind of exhausted, and so I needed a little help…"
" Excuse me, you got me, I can be a very big help…"
" Yeah, 'cause you would be so happy to fight demons and even your old pals…" she teased him.
" Buffy, you know I would do anything for you…" he murmured, caressing her neck, bending down to kiss it.
" Then, I could… if you gave me the right reward…." he said, nibbling it.
" Here we go: Spike, can't you think something else other than drinking my blood?"
" Sure: I can think 'bout all the nasty things I wanna do with you!"
" Pig!" she laughed, caressing his face.
" You know, it's a vicious circle…" he said, bringing his mouth to her ear.
" Uh?"
" I mean, if we have sex, I'll end up so excited I'll need to bite you! Otherwise, if you let me bite you, it will get me so horny that… well, I guess you can figure it out…" he explained, searching her lips for a deep kiss.
" Tomorrow." she exclaimed when she could speak again.
" What?"
" Tomorrow will be the ' Buffy misbehaves ' day!"
" Really?"
" Yes. After all, you've been so patient, a complete gentleman! You deserve your reward… and I'm longing to give you it!" she admitted.
" Tomorrow, Willow leaves with Oz and she won't be back 'till the morning after! So, you could come to my room at night; of course, if you haven't any other engagement…" she smiled.
" Don't know, gotta check on my engagement book…" he joked.
" After a whole week of encounters hidden from everyone, it will be cool having a room just for us, well, apart from your crypt!" she smiled, stroking his hair.
" Speaking of my crypt, wanna go there for a while?"
" For pity's sake, Spike. I'm very tired and tomorrow my class starts at 9 a.m., that's pure cruelty!" she complained, yawning.
" So, do you want me to walk you back to the Campus?" he caressed her face to claim her lips once again, for an endless time.
" Mm.. I guess it's not a good idea!" she answered after taking a breath.
" If we share a kiss like that for every step we take… I'm afraid I won't ever reach the campus!" she explained.
" Mm… interesting theory… we should…test it…" he suggested, raising his eyebrow.
" Spike…" she warned him.
" Ok, ok, I give in! Go to bed, sleep soundly and make yourself ready for tomorrow: it will be a very full night!" he smiled, kissing her goodbye quickly, before disappearing in the darkness of the night.
" I count on it!" she muttered, going back to the campus.
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Buffy awoke totally restored, ready to face the new day, happy because a certain blond vampire had populated her dreams.
Oddly, she made herself ready faster than usual, leaving her room without awaking Willow.
After few minutes, she was already at the corridors of the University, determined to get the best seat to attend her favourite class: Psychology.
She was about to pull down the handle, when she felt someone dragging her by an arm into the next room, which casually was empty.
In front of her she saw a huge bunch of many coloured roses, which hid her fave bleached blond.
" You are taking too much advantage of that ring, not that I'm complaining…" she smiled, catching and sniffing the flowers, amazed.
" Anyway, what part of ' see ya TONIGHT ' have you misunderstood?"
" Couldn't wait, tonight seems so far away, gotta get an incentive!" he justified, getting closer.
" How sweet! Here's your incentive!" she said, kissing him hard, being careful not to make too much noise so they wouldn't arouse suspicions.
" Wow. I should buy you roses and pay you visits more often!" he commented, satisfied by her reaction.
" Anyway, why all the waiting? Wanna misbehave right here right now?" he proposed with seducing voice and gaze.
" Pig!" she laughed, ruffling his hair.
" As tempting as it sounds… can't. I've got a class to attend…" she explained, giving him the bunch of flowers back.
" It's amazing and I thank you so much, but I can't go to my class with that! Why don't you drop it at my house? Mom's away for work and you can get in, there's no need for invitation!" she informed him.
" Your word is my command, Milady!" he smiled.
" Thank you, Milord! Now, I really gotta go!" she said, kissing him goodbye before departing.
" See ya later, I can't wait either!"
Finally, it was evening. Willow had left the campus an hour ago and Buffy was waiting for Spike eagerly, controlling herself at the mirror nervously.
Suddenly, someone knocked at the door. When she opened, she found Spike holding two flutes and a bottle of Champagne.
" Hello, cutie!"
Without wasting time, she folded her arms 'round his neck, kissing him and trying to pull him into her room.
Somehow, she didn't succeed.
Afraid to break something, she took the bottle and the glasses from him, putting them on her desk.
Then, she came back to Spike, taking him by the lapel of his trench coat as she pulled him to her.
Still nothing.
He smiled, knowing what the problem was, but he preferred to say nothing.
But when she tried again, more determined, pulling with all her strength, he stopped her.
" Pet, this way you'll end up breaking my coat; and it would be a very bad move! Instead, why don't you simply invite me in?" he explained, arranging his duster.
" Oops, sorry! Sure, stupid barrier! Come in, Spike!" she said, pulling him to her, getting what she wanted this time, kicking the door shut and kissing him as if she hadn't seen him for ages!
" Well, that's a bloody good beginning!" he commented satisfied.
Then, he admired her short and low-cut black dress.
" You are beautiful, pet!" he said, taking off his coat, revealing a blue shirt that matched his eyes.
" You're not so bad yourself!" she smiled, remembering the day she convinced him to buy it: the day of their first kiss.
He made her sit on the bed, taking the bottle of Champagne. After uncorking it, he poured the wine into the two flutes, taking them and sitting beside her.
" I propose a toast… " he said, giving her the glass.
"… to every nasty thing I'm gonna do to you!"
" I already know I'm gonna enjoy whatever you are planning to do to me!" she admitted, touching his glass with hers.
He took her hand, leading the glass to her mouth.
" I haven't even eaten anything, don't think it's a good idea…" she informed him, dodging the glass.
" It's just better!" he said, trying again.
" Hey, are you trying to get me drunk?" she pretended to reproach him.
" Who knows?"
" Anyway, I don't need to be under the effect of alcohol to desire you…."
He removed the glasses, putting them on her night table.
" Mm.. show me!" he exclaimed, before jumping on her, which made her giggle madly.
He laid her on the bed, kissing her, while he was trying to pull down the straps of her dress, to find out there was nothing under it.
" Uh-Uh! No bra…" he commented content, before taking all the possible advantages.
" Told you this would be the ' Buffy misbehaves ' day… Oh God!" she started, satisfied by every of his gesture.
" Don't stop, pleeeeeeeaaaaase…."
" I'd be a bloody fool if I did!"
Then, Buffy took the initiative, taking off his shirt, exploring his chest and then she descended to his pants, pulling down the zipper with the determined goal to make him very, very happy.
And she succeeded.
Between moans and Champagne, they made love for an infinite time.
When they were done, she bared her neck to him, trustfully.
He slipped to his game-face and she closed her eyes, waiting for his bite; instead, all she heard was a low growl.
She opened her eyes to figure out what bothered him so much.
He was staring at her bite marks, which he had recognized as Angel's.
" No, no, Spike. It's not what you think: he didn't do that when we… you know. I forced him to do it once, just to save him. It's a long story: a poisoned arrow hit him, blah, blah.. only way to defeat the poison was the Slayer's blood, blah, blah, blah… Anyway, it's nothing about love or passion. Quite the contrary, he hurt me pretty much, almost killed me…" she explained and Spike seemed to be relieved, but not fully convinced.
Buffy knew what he wanted.
" Why don't you cover them?"
He looked at her, seriously.
" Are you sure?"
" Yes, just don't hurt me too bad…" she smiled, caressing his bumpy face.
" I promise I won't!" he swore, approaching to her neck.
" Anyway, I don't understand why all you vampires have got this territorial thing; just like if I was a land to… WOW!" she exclaimed, losing the thread of what she was saying when he bit down with an extreme softness, tasting her blood slowly.
At every sip, a wave of pleasure flew inside both of them, 'till he parted from her, his human features coming back, licking clean the two small wounds.
" Thank you, Buffy!" he purred, stroking her hair.
" I'm the one who's gotta thank you: that was… WOW!" she slurred, falling asleep on his chest.
He followed her a second later.
All those emotions in one night had worn them both out.
TBC
I hope you'll like it so far ;)
Now I go update also 'If you are me ' and 'Before , now , forever ' ;)