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Chapter 5
Spike unlocked the front door and stood back to allow Buffy inside.As she passed him she gently reached over and touched his face. She stroked his lips with her thumb.
"What're you doin' to me, luv?" He whispered hoarsely. They had been sat in the emergency department for what seemed like hours, and during that time, Buffy had done her best to drive him to distraction. Touching him, soft kisses, trying to deliberately work him up, until he was so turned on by her mere presence that he thought about taking her into the men's room and devouring her whole.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." She widened her eyes in feigned innocence. Spike tutted at her and closed the front door. He had no idea why, but he was so nervous to be alone with her. After all those thoughts he'd had at the hospital about Buffy, when it came to being alone he wanted everything to be so perfect that it scared the shit out of him. He felt Buffy behind him, felt the warmth from her as she wrapped her arms around his waist. Her sore hand was now contained in a blue plaster. She leant against him.
"Spike..."She said softly. "It's ok, we're ok." She gently kissed his back and Spike felt the warmth radiating straight to the front of his trousers. He turned round in her arms, resting his chin on the top of her head and hugging her tightly.
"Just being silly, pet-don't want to bugger everything up."
Buffy raised her head and looked at him. His blue eyes shined at her.
"Not used to all this emotion stuff-just shag 'em and leave 'em." He stroked her face. "You know that."
"I'm not them-we're not.." She paused. "Look. This is new-to both of us." She yawned loudly and Spike pulled her closer to him.
"You're tired, luv."He glanced at his watch. "5am. C'mon, let's go to bed." Buffy arched an eyebrow and tried to leer suggestively, but gave a particularly loud yawn instead.
"To sleep, Summers. To sleep." Spike led her gently to her bedroom, the room he'd seen so many times before, but this was his first visit to the bedroom of the woman who loved him. His chest swelled with pride as he remembered that she did love him. Buffy crawled onto the bed fully-clothed. He pulled the blanket over her, and kissing her forehead, he moved to walk away. Buffy opened her eyes wide and grabbed his waist.
"Oh no you don't, Mister-you're not going anywhere."
She tugged at him and he crawled alongside her in the bed. He spooned himself around her, resting his arms across her waist. He gently kissed her neck and felt her breathing slow and settle. He closed his eyes and smelled her hair. Before he had time to think about the day's events, he was asleep. His arms insinctively tightening around her. It was the first time he had ever slept with a woman in his arms.
Buffy woke to a full feeling of contentment, which made her sigh for no reason. Spike's body was still wrapped around hers and she could feel his breath on her neck. Even though she was still in pain and hadn't had much sleep, she didn't want to miss a moment of this, their first full day together. Buffy smirked to herself and slowly pushed her butt against the front of his trousers. She ground herself against him and waited for him to react. She frowned when he carried on snoring slightly but did nothing. She tried again, grinding herself against him harder. Finally she felt him harden against her and he thrust instinctively at her. Buffy closed her eyes as he kissed her neck softly. Pretnending to be asleep, Spike's arm tightened around her waist and he nuzzled the soft area at the nape of her neck.
"I know you're awake." He whispered into her neck, sending shivers through her body. He thrust himself at her and a small moan escaped from her mouth. "You really are a very naughty girl, luv."
Buffy bit her bottom lip as desire flooded through her. She began to turn around and with a swing of the arm she hit him across the face with her forgotten plaster cast.
"Fuckin' hell, Summers. You tryin' to kill me?" He arched an eyebrow at her questioningly.
Buffy smiled at him innocently.
"I can think of more interesting ways to kill you."
She moved her hand between them, resting on the bulge in the front of his jeans. She watched as Spike closed his eyes and bit his lip to stop a groan from escaping from his mouth. The fact that she could cause him so much pleasure from a single touch thrilled her. She moved her hand away and his eyes snapped open.
"Fed up already." He said with a grin. Buffy shook her head slowly.
"Just realised how much I love you."She whispered softly and a single tear fell down her cheek. Spike opened his eyes wide in surprise.
"Buffy?" He queried, wiping the tear away. She smiled and moved closer to him to capture his bottom lip. He moaned into her mouth and tickled her lips with his tongue. He pulled away slightly.
"I love you, too."
Buffy felt the tingles start at her knees and move up to her thighs and stomach, where butterflies were running rampant. She let her hand fall between them again. They were lying virtually nose to nose. She touched the bulge in his trousers and Spike closed his eyes. She circled his jeans tentatively.
"You're not going to stop anytime soon, are you, pet?" He opened his eyes and watched the desire on her face.
"No." She whispered hoarsely and slowly unzipped his jeans. She looked down in amazement as his penis sprang into her hand.
"You don't wear underwear?" She queried. She touched his length with one finger, stroking gently.
"Never have." He said with a whisper, groaning as she put her hand fully round him.
"Never knew that about you." She pumped him slowly.
"Lots you don't know about me, luv."
Buffy began to pump more furiously. Spike started to pant and she found herself getting more turned on by watching him.
"Buffy."He croaked. "You'd better stop. pet.I'm gonna come."
Buffy scooted down the bed, struggling to manouver with her bad hand. Spike whimpered at the sudden loss of touch, but he growled loudly as she put his penis in her mouth.
"Oh Fuck." He managed to say as he exploded into her mouth. He looked down at the wonderful sight of her sucking his juices, licking her lips when she had finished.
He helped her back up the bed and they lay side by side as Spike 'came back down'. Buffy rested her forehead against his, looking into his deep blue eyes.
"Wow." He said simply. Buffy grinned and leaned in for another kiss. "If I'd've known you sucked like that I'd have shagged you years ago."
She tapped his head lightly with her plaster.
"Come closer you stupid bint."
"I can't get any closer!" She laughed, throwing her leg over his hip.
"What do you want?" He growled. "Tell me, Buffy."
"I want you, Spike. Inside me now." She began to pull at his clothes, tearing at his t-shirt and jeans. She felt as if she were going to burn up. Spike responded by pulling at her clothes, and they were both naked. Buffy pulled him closer until he was virtually over her.
"Now." She said, gently kissing his neck.
Without hesitation, Spike entered her swiftly and they began a slow rhythm, which sped up to a frenzy-they didn't last long before they came together. Buffy cuddled into him, reluctant for him to pull out of her. She sighed and hugged him tighter, kissing his chest.
"I hope that was a good sigh."
"What, you want marks out of ten now?" She smiled into his chest.
"I guess so...maybe I just wanted it to be perfect, luv."
She tweaked his nipple roughly and he moaned.
"Hmm...I'd give it at least...3 out of 10." She laughed and struggled as Spike tickled her.
"Ok!" She looked up at him. "It was better than perfect."
He kissed her nose and with great reluctance, pulled out of her to lie on his back. She snuggled across his chest, drawing patterns with her fingers.
"What should we do today, luv?"
"I don't care-as long as it's more of this with you."
"That can be arrranged." He said wickedly, flipping her over and pressing her into the mattress.
