Chapter 5
Buffy was standing in the hallway and waiting for Spike to open their door. She suddenly heard some noises coming from the room next to theirs and it took her a moment to realize what it was. She looked back at Spike, her jaw nearly dropping.
"Oh my god, there are demons having sex in there," she stated, trying to keep her voice down.
Spike picked up what she was hearing and his eyes bulged at the moans and groans that came from inside the room. He finally got their door open and grabbed Buffy. He placed his hands over her ears and pulled her into the room, shutting it behind them.
"I'm a big girl, Spike. You don't have to cover my ears; I'm pretty much already scarred for life anyway."
Spike removed his hands. "Sorry about that, love. At least it's not as loud in here." He spoke too soon when he heard the bed creak next door and the moans get even louder.
Buffy had a disturbed look on her face. "What are we going to do about that?"
Spike smirked and wrapped his arms around her. "I say we give them some competition. I guarantee no one is as loud as you, Slayer."
She slapped him playfully on the arm. "Hey, I'm not that loud. You're just as bad, mister."
He rolled his eyes, but there was a hint of a smile on his face. "I guess we'll have to see about that, won't we?"
Buffy smiled and pushed him onto the bed. The sounds from the next room not even a bother anymore.
Spike looked up at Buffy, the lust evident in his eyes.
She ripped his shirt off and started to kiss his chest.
Spike's eyes rolled back as he let her have full control.
Buffy took her shirt off and unzipped her pants. She was soon in nothing except her bra and panties, but those also found their way onto the floor to join the rest of her clothes.
Spike gazed up at her. She was bloody perfection. He would never be able to get enough.
She then unzipped his jeans and slid them down his legs, always delighted in the fact that he never chose to wear any knickers. As he would call it.
Spike took that moment to grab her and change positions, so he was now the one on top. He brushed the hair out of her face and then gently pushed into her. He moved slowly at first, then made his thrusts faster.
Buffy moaned and held him tighter to her. "Harder, Spike. You won't hurt me." She was surprised that she even managed to say that.
Spike was happy to oblige.
They screamed out their release a few minutes later.
Buffy unexpectedly turned her head to give him access to her throat.
Spike took that as his invitation. He licked her pulse point and then slowly slid his fangs into her neck.
Buffy closed her eyes as she once again felt the blood leaving her body.
He pulled his fangs out and licked the wound closed. "Mine," he whispered without giving it much thought.
Buffy knew what that meant and latched onto his throat as well. She bit him hard enough to draw blood and wasn't even disgusted when it filled her mouth. "Yours," she replied, licking the wound that she inflicted on him.
Spike moved off of Buffy and lay beside her. He was shocked by what happened and was about to say something, but a pounding on the wall stopped him. It was soon followed by an obnoxious voice.
"Hey, we're trying to sleep in here!"
"Yeah, keep it down!" The loud couple next door bellowed.
Buffy and Spike looked at each other and then burst out laughing.
The humor quickly faded from Spike as he thought back to what happened. He had to make Buffy understand about what they did. "I would hate to ruin the moment, but do you realize what just happened?" he asked her.
Buffy thought about it. "Um, we made love and got to annoy the really loud demons. Which was kinda what we were hoping to accomplish."
Spike rolled his eyes. "You know what I'm talking about, Buffy."
She smiled. "You mean the part where we claimed each other? Spike, I'm not stupid. I know exactly what just happened. I know more about this stuff than you think. And no, Giles never had to tell me anything. Could you actually picture him talking about claiming with me? Yeah, I don't think so. I happened to do my own research about the subject. I know, Buffy and research are very unmixy things, but I wanted to know everything I could about it. I wanted it to happen, Spike. This way we belong to each other completely now. So, if you decided to leave me again, it wouldn't be a very pleasant feeling for you."
"Is that why you did it? Because you thought I would leave again?"
Buffy shrugged. "Not exactly, but I guess it was part of it. It's sort of like a marriage, right? I mean, I'll probably never get to have that. So, this is as close as I'm likely to get to any normalcy. Not that being normal means all that much to me anymore. I like the idea of you being mine. I've never felt anything like this before, Spike. It's stronger than anything I ever had with Angel. I used to think that he was my everything. Now, I can't imagine my life with anyone else. I know you technically don't have a soul, but I still like to think of us as soul mates. That all of this was destined to happen. I love you."
Spike was in complete awe at her speech. He never knew that anyone could care about him that much. If he wasn't in love with her before, he was now surer than ever. "You're bloody amazing."
Buffy blushed, still not used to the compliments. "You're not so bad yourself."
He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to his side.
She rested her head against his chest.
Spike ran his fingers through her hair, which soon lulled her into a peaceful sleep. He stayed awake and watched her for a while longer. He smiled and planted a kiss on the top of her head. It looked like Drusilla finally did something right. If she never turned him, he never would have gotten a chance to meet Buffy. She was his whole world now and he wouldn't have it any other way.
The End
Not the best ending in the world, but all I could really come up with for this story. I did say it was a short one and sorry for the extreme corniness. It's what I do best. This chapter came out a lot naughtier than I planned, so I had to edit a bit. Thanks to those that reviewed. I'm glad you liked it!
