Spike's POV

I follow 'er out the door, "So. Where to?" she asks. "I dunno, Luv," I reply. "How about we go talk at your crypt?" she suggests. "Alright, Pet," I reply. Once we reach my crypt I look at 'er. "Okay, my story firs'. I'm still in love with you, but I feel the only reason you come 'ere, is 'cause you need to tell someone everythin', but you don't wanna tell your friends, and while I don't want you to leave me alone, I don' wanna feel like I'm bein' used anymore, an' I'm startin' to realize you'll never return my feelin's, Luv, " I explain quickly. Buffy nods, "Um, I guess it's my turn," she starts, I nod, "Okay, so I really didn't want to admit this, but I never truly felt disgusted of you, I've been attracted to you since I first saw you. I feel guilty for constantly using and beating on you. I kinda want you to shout to the world about how beautiful I am and how much you love me. I want you to make me yours. In more than one way -" I cut her off, having heard enough to know what she means, and slam my lips against 'ers. She let's a soft moan out into my mouth, and I take it as an opportunity to slip my tongue into 'er mouth. She surprises me slightly by deepenin' the kiss instead of runnin' away. She pulls away for air, "Claim me," she whispers. "Buffy, Luv, a claim's forever, no matter what, Luv, even if we were apart, the connection would still be there. We'd still be able t' 'ear each other's thoughts, feel each other's emotions an' pain," I whisper. "I know, Spike. I love you forever. I want you forever. I want you to claim me," she whispers back. "Are 'ou sure, Luv?" I ask. "Yes," she answers. I pick 'er up, and carry 'er down the ladder, t' my bed, gently layin' 'er down. I start kissin' 'er again, and she kisses back. I begin to deepen the kiss, and before long, we're removin' pieces of clothin'. Once fully naked, I pull back just enough to look at 'er. "What's wrong?" she asks quickly. "Nothin' Luv, I'm just lookin' at 'our beautiful body," I reply honestly. "Oh," she says, smilin', before pullin' my 'ead back to 'er face, "You'll have plenty of time to look at that later, right now, make love to me, claim me, be mine," she says. I grin at 'er, "Alright, Luv," I whisper, before kissin' 'er again. I kiss down 'er body lickin' my way down. I 'ear 'er moan as I do, an' smile agains' 'er skin. I reach 'er thighs, and start kissin' an' lickin' 'er inner thighs, gettin' so close yet so far from where she really wants me t'. "Spike, oh, oh Spike," she moans. I torture 'er a li'l longer before finally doin' jus' what she wants me to, pushin' my tongue in and out of 'er. 'earin' 'er moans, jus' drives me farther, til finally she climaxes. I grin against 'er skin, lickin' up all the juices, before kissin' back up 'er body, "Taste so bloody delicious," I whisper. She giggles slightly, 'fore flippin' me over, "My turn," She whispers. I can feel myself harden even more, if that's even possible, and she grins, kissing down my body, down my ches', t' my stomach. She circles my bellybutton with 'er tongue, before continuing downward. She licks an' kisses aroun' my cock. "Buffy, Luv, oh, oh god," I moan. She licks up the side of my cock, before wrappin' 'er hot li'l mouth aroun' me. "Oh, god, yes, oh, Buffy, mmm, yes!" I moan. "Buffy, Luv! Oh, oh, I'm, I'm gonna oh god, I'm gonna cum!" I yell just before cumming. She continues to swallow all my cum, til she milks me dry. I pull 'er up to me, an' kiss 'er, "God, Luv, that was amazin'," I say. She blushes, "I've never - I didn't, that's the - I, you're the first guy I've ever - I've ever um done that to," she stutters. I feel myself harden again, knowing that she never did that to any of the other wankers she dated. She blushes more, "Oh, don't be gettin' all shy on me now, Luv, not after that li'l stunt," I whisper in 'er ear. She looks into my eyes, 'fore kissin' me deeply. "I love you, Spike," she whispers. "I love you too, Slayer," I reply. She grins, and kisses me again. 'fore long, I'm on top of 'er, slidin' inside 'er. She let's out a moan, "Oh, god Spike." I slowly start movin', pickin' up the pace, as she meets my every thrust. I can tell we're both so close to the edge, and lean down, "Mine," I growl, vampin' out, 'fore bitin' 'er. I take a couple swallows of 'er blood, "Yours, Spike, oh god, yours, only yours," she answers, before growlin' 'erself, "Mine," and bitin' me hard enough to draw blood, 'fore swallowin' my blood, "Yours, Luv, all yours," I whisper in answer. We both reach our climax at that time. I grab 'er shoulders, an' flip us so that she's on top of me, but I'm still inside 'er. She snuggles int' my ches', an' goes t' sleep. I hold 'er tight, an' go to sleep as well.

*Time skip*

Buffy's POV

I wake up, and notice I'm on someone's chest. I open my eyes, and see not just any someone, but Spike, "Oh my god," I say. His eyes widen, "Don't run away, oh please, Luv, don't run," I hear his thoughts in my head. I grin, "I thought that was some kind of really nice wet dream," I finish. He sighs in relief, before frowning, "Wait, you mean that wouldn't have been the first wet dream you had of us, if it had been?" he asks. I blush, as I think about all the wet dreams I've had of us. He grins at me, "Ooh, I like that one," he says, and I see a specific one where he had me tied to the bed pops in my head. "You -" I blush unable to finish the rest of the sentence aloud, "You want to tie me a bed and have your way with me?" He grins, "Course, you tyin' me down would be kinda nice too," he says. I blush a deep scarlet as mental images of me having him tied up, and doing whatever I want to him flood through my mind. "Mmm, yeah, I really think that bein' tied down with you doin' anythin' you wan' would be amazin'," he says. "Oh no! Dawn, and the others!" I yell, scrambling to get up, and find my clothing, once I got upstairs, looking for my clothes, I hear Spike's voice, "Woah, Luv, slow down, I'm sure they're fine," I sigh, knowing he's right. "Okay, Spike, but come on, please?" I think back. "Okay, Luv," he replies through thoughts, soon enough, emerging from the basement, bedroom part. He picks up his jeans, and slips them on, "I'm just gonna grab a clean shirt," he says, going back downstairs, "You should wear a black T-shirt, with the maroon red button up over it, and then your duster," I think to him. "Alright, Luv," I hear him. I grin to myself, and pick up my own clothes, pulling them on. Soon enough, we're heading back to the magic box, thankful it's still night time. We reach the magic box, and walk in.