After you'd gone

Name : After you'd gone

Author : Lisi the slayer

Genre :Romance/Angst

Summery:

Spike sacrificed himself to close the Hellmouth over Sunnydale once and for all. Year on and Buffy is still distraught and beats her self up about how she never told him how she felt. But now he's back, back from the dead, determined to get his life back he sets out in search of Buffy, but how will Buffy react when she's see him and will she accept him into her life again ?

Pairings- Buffy/Spike

Rebuilding Trust

Buffy cuddled into Spike on the bed when Spike showed Buffy a very familiar pair of cuffs.

" We have to know eachother again, that trust we had Buffy. It's not just going to come back. I need to trust you, that's why I want you to cuff my hands. I want to trust you again."

Buffy's face darkened, she moved away from him.

" You don't trust me ?"

Spike dropped his head.

" Buffy I trust you with my heart but can you honestly tell me you trust me just as much before I died ?"

Buffy turned back around to face him, she was shaking with anger and she thrust out her wrists.

" Fine. If that's how you need to be then fine. Get on with it."

Spike shook his head.

" These are for me Buffy, back in the cage I didn't know what I was doing, all I knew was that I was trapped in this cage and you kept walking to me and then moving away, I thought your were going to leave me there. I need this."

He threw the metal cuffs at her and held out his ghostly wrists, his eyes never leaving hers as Buffy slowly moved forward on the bed and gently clicked the cuffs closed. Spike smirked at her and tried to reach up to kiss her but Buffy forced him down, a smile creeping on to her face now.

" Oh no you don't. I'm in control now Spike."

She pushed Spike down so that he was lying flat down on the bed, his fingertips touching the bed head board. Buffy smiled bent down and moved her tongue up his stomach and chest all the way to his underside of his chin.

Spike growled at the torture, he wanted far more than this. He arched his hips trying to tell her what he wanted. This only made Buffy smirk wickedly and she clicked her tongue.

" Tut Tut Spike. No touching. I keep telling you, I'm in control now."

Spike whined like a kicked puppy and Buffy giggled.

" Your so funny Spike, soft as butter one minute then as hard as stone the next. How can someone be so soft and then so cold. Your everything I hate Spike, your a Vampire, your cocky, sarcastic and evil, and your everything I should be against, but I'm trapped Spike. I'm trapped and I can't break free, I don't think I'll ever break free and I don't want to. I love you Spike."

Then her lips came crashing down on Spike's soft soothing ones. Spike responded hungrily and slid his cold tongue into Buffy's mouth, Buffy moaned in approval as her own tongue slipped into Spike's mouth. Spike growled into her mouth and sighed deeply, he felt so happy, it seemed like a decade since he had felt this happy. He wasn't sure that even his old flame Drusila had him quite so happy so quickly.

Buffy moved away and panted huskily above Spike's pleading mouth. Buffy looked deep into Spike's icy blue eyes, she saw just how happy he was and it made her happy.

" No touching Spike, no touching and no moving of any kind."

Spike whined again until Buffy's tongue swept over his lips, he wanted so much to lick with his own tongue but he kept himself still, dying under Buffy's ministrations.

It had been incredible, Buffy moved back and Spike slid out of her. With an exhausted sigh she collapsed beside him, her chest heaving. Spike was still shaking, it had been so long he had forgot just how much he loved spending his nights with Buffy. He whined slightly when a sharp pain reminded him of his red and inflamed wrists which were still in their metal cuffs.

" B-Buffy ? Don't think you could take them off now ?"

Buffy opened her eyes and looked at him confused until a reflection drew her attention to the metal cuffs. She saw his red and inflamed wrists and felt a small bit of sympathy and guilt fill her system.

Buffy gently passed her fingers over the inflamed skin filling the guilt increase as she heard him hiss, gently the cuffs popped open, the rims were outlined in blood, the cuffs had left their mark on his wrists.

" Spike ! Your bleeding ! Why didn't you say it hurt that much."

Spike turned slightly pink and Buffy looked at him with slight disbelief.

" Don't tell me you got off on that ?"

Spike turned pinker.

" Fine I won't. Go back to your sleep your nicer then."

Buffy just burst out laughing and rested her head on Spike's heaving chest.

" This was some night Spike. Maybe that trust thing wasn't a bad idea after all."

Spike grinned his sadistic smile, his face changed to Vampire mode and he whispered seductively.

" I'm glad you said that because next night it's your turn."

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