Chapter 19 - The Real Thing

*Warning: Explicit Sexual Content*

"Still don't get why Captain Cardboard's helping." Spike mumbled as he stripped off his shirt and climbed into bed.

Buffy had just come back into the room after getting into a silky short and tank top pj set. "Told you, Riley knows Dawn needs you. At least for a while. Besides, I wasn't gonna let Riley scamper off without at least trying to help." She joined the vampire under the covers. "Who knows, maybe it's an elaborate ruse so he can finally stake you if you're chip-less."

Both of them were laying in the bed facing one another. "Noticed you haven't brought it up to watcher-man."

"I so didn't have the patience to explain the whys of it all to Giles tonight." She adjusted her pillow before adding, "I think Giles and Xander may need that aura spell to ease them into the idea anyway."

"I've got nothin' to hide." he smirked, tucking some hair behind her ear then rested his hand on her shoulder. Buffy shivered a little, not expecting the cold touch. Spike retracted his hand. "Sorry luv."

"It's fine, really." She insisted, grabbing his hand and placing it back on her shoulder. "Temp thing just caught me off guard. Usually I'm just trying to tell my vamp tinglies to shut up around you, I forget about the other features."

"Features?" Spike chuckled a little as he stroked her shoulder. "What are some of these other tells we vamps got?"

Buffy rolled her eyes but answered all the same. "Oh the usual... No reflection. A distinct smell. And horrible fashion choices." He raised an eyebrow to the last remark.

"What's wrong with my look?"

"Nothin with yours honestly, it's so you, I can't picture you any other way..." She trailed off as she found herself staring at his chest, then shot her head back up. "But in general... It's how I first learned to pick out vamps in a crowd." He accepted the information shrugging. As he continued to caress her bare shoulder and arm she couldn't help but ask, "Do I feel hot to you?" Spike ceased his motion. 'Do I look hot to you?... Always... You better feel me to make sure...' ... Sodding bot was done bloody right... "Spike?" Buffy placed a hand on his face shaking him from his stunned expression. "You okay?"

"Course luv. Where were we?"

"I asked if I felt hot to you... How did that trip you up?"

"I'm bloody head over heels for you, and you asked me if you were hot. Course you are. You're gorgeous."

Buffy felt herself blush hard, but she managed to fumble out, "No, I meant, like hot to the touch..." She pulled her hand from his face and placed it on his chest.

"Oh, right." He pulled his hand from her arm and placed it over the one she had on his chest. "You're touch... it's nearly enough to burn me through."

"Is that a good thing?" She questioned chuckling a little.

"It's bloody amazing."

"So when I..." She scooted a little closer and placed her lips on his, causing a groan to get caught in his throat. After a short kiss she pulled away. "... do that?"

He groaned in his throat as he squeezed the hand that was holding hers. "You scorch me Slayer..." his voice was a deep growl. Then she pulled her free hand up and traced the side of his face.

"What about when I...?" She scooted herself flush against him, wrapping an arm around his back and a leg around his. Spike hummed to the contact and wrapped his own arm tight around her in turn. He smiled to her, his lips hovering over hers.

"I think you can feel what that does to me..." She felt the now prominent bulge in his pants twitch and a squeak escaped her. She started to shy away, but Spike held her. "Don't go gettin all prim and proper on me luv."

"Don't go gettin me excited if you're gonna say it's not time yet..." She looked to him.

"Did I say that? I don't remember saying that..." He asked, stroking her back, with every stroke his hand inched lower. "Why would I say that?"

Buffy knew he was messing with her, so she had to screw with him right back. She let her face get pouty, "You didn't want me before..."

Spike's hand stopped in the middle of her back then pressed her firmly against him. "Don't you ever think I don't want you!" He scolded quietly. "We were injured, and I didn't want to disappoint you or worse hurt you and..." She couldn't keep up her pout as a smile crept over her face as she giggled. Can't believe I didn't see that one... Spike shook his head at her. "Think your funny do ya?" She just smirked and raised an eyebrow, giving his own cocky look back to him. "Gonna be like that, eh?" He asked then before giving her a chance to respond, his hand traveled the remaining distance down her back and clasped her ass in his hand. This elicited another squeak from the blonde as she clenched her leg tighter around him. Spike dove his lips over hers, their kissing quickly became fevered. Buffy found herself grinding against the unmoving mound in Spike's jeans. Spike encouraged every thrust kneading the hand on her silky ass and following the girl's motion. The scent of their arousal was palpable to even a slayer's senses.

"Spike..." She moaned between kisses, her hands clenching against his back, no doubt leaving scratch marks. Then he started to kiss down her neck, settling over her throbbing pulse, feeling it beat under his lips. Buffy didn't so much as flinch, showing just how much she trusted him. Spike smiled at the confirmation, kissing the spot in her neck once more before traveling down to her shoulder. He took the strap of her top in his teeth, then looked up to her. She ground up against his body hard, showing him just how much she wanted him.

Spike's face shifted to his vampire form and he bit through the satin strap, then pulled up to look into the girl's lusty eyes. "Buffy..." he growled behind his teeth. She pulled his face to hers kissing him and feeling the bumps of his demon face. Glad I didn't put on that new lingre after all... She thought to herself before becoming lost in the kiss. After a few minutes the vampire dared to pull away. "Always knew you needed some monster in your man." He darted to her other shoulder biting the strap in two. Buffy didn't know if her face was flush from the rush, or if she was about to get shy about showing herself to Spike. Of couse Spike noticed the girl's quickened pulse, he pulled his head up to look at her again. "Nervous or excited pet?"

God I love that he knows that's going through me... "...Both..." She admitted quietly.

Spike softened his face to its human features and kissed her softly. He took his hand that had been kneading her ass, and slid it up her side, resting on the fabric that was only holding its place cause she had yet to move. "Let me show you how good it can feel..." He whispered as his thumb glided over the side of her silk covered breast. Buffy nodded to the vampire, at that he guided her to lay on her back. Then he slowly pulled the garment down until the fabric was resting on her waist. Spike took a moment to gaze at her, he could feel the heat and desire radiating off of her. All for me...

"Spike," she pleaded softly, placing a hand on his face, he was staring at her with his deep blue eyes. I know he wants to... he's just waiting for permission... after wanting me for so long... this must be so surreal... He turned his head and kissed into her hand. Then she told him in a breathy tone, "I want you..."

Spike leaned over her kissing her hard, her hands fingered into his hair holding their lips together. When Buffy had to come up for air, the vampire kissed his way down to her heaving breasts. Buffy watched with anticipation as he nuzzled around her chest. Then he zoned in on her right, and placed a kiss softly over the nipple, then opened his mouth wider and started to suckle. The sensation filled her and she bit down on her lip to remind herself to be quiet. God vampires can suck... When Spike switched his attention to her other breast he clasped his hand over the one that now had a perky and bright red nipple. Buffy merely groaned her approval. It wasn't long until Buffy felt her body yearn for a release. She found herself squirming beneath his tongue on her.

Spike smiled into her, "I know what you need luv." His hand slowly made it's way south. He pushed down her loosed top and the matching shorts, then flicked his fingers over the top of her silky white panties. He smirked to her a moment then lapped his tongue between her breasts as he clasped his hand over her center. The motion sent Buffy over, a scream thankfully got caught in her throat as she felt the orgasm rush through her. "That's my girl." He rested his head against her forehead, smiling to the reaction he had elicited. He kissed her briefly then pulled back and assured her in a heated whisper. "But you're not done yet..." The vampire kissed his way down her neck, between her breasts, over her belly, then looped his thumbs into her panties and pulled the sopping silk garment off before hovering over her opening. He took a moment to take in the familiar scent, now so much stronger than he'd ever smelt it before.

"Smell something you like?" Buffy teased reaching her fingers to touch his white locks.

"You're intoxicating." Spike practically purred before extending his tongue and lapping between her folds. He hummed happily as he tasted her, while Buffy conceded to biting down on her lip to keep the yells at bay. Every flick of his tongue elicited a squeak of delight from the once mighty slayer. After he teased her a while, the vampire finally clasped his lips over her center, sucking down on her as his most skilled muscled dove in and out of her hot tight opening. Buffy's head flailed back and she bit down a little too hard, drawing blood from her own lip. The scent of her was already spurring on the vampire's more primal urges, but now her blood in the air was making Spike's demon want to come bursting forth. He managed to shove the bastard to the side as he felt Buffy's body encroaching on her second climax. He sunk his tongue deep in her, flicking the tip, almost instantly Buffy's innerwalls flexed and Spike could feel her blood surge throughout her entire body. After giving her a moment the vampire let the beast out a little and growled as he bared down on her again. The orgasm was still pulsing as Spike eagerly feasted at her center, growling between every devouring kiss.

She uttered a breathy whisper, "Oh Spike..." As she tossed her head about, not sure where one climax was ending as the next crested. A few deliciously satisfying orgasms later Spike sucked down hard on her one more time then launched up toward her mouth, still coated in her sweet blood. He growled into the kiss, reveling in the mixture of Buffy on his tongue. The vampire's eager kissing spurred the slayer toward another need for release. "Need you..." She murmured between kisses.

Spike smiled into her, "I've got what you need..." he kept kissing her as he tried to shove his pants off. Buffy giggled into his mouth as she realized how he was struggling to remove them. "Hard to shake um off over the full blown stiffy." he defended.

"Then let me." She leaned up kissing his neck as her hands pushed the denim past his hips, then reached to the front where he had himself unbuttoned and unzipped but still stuck. She pressed her hand down the front of his pants clasping the base of his long shaft before pressing it down and pushing the large member free from it's confines. Spike groaned with pleasure at her touch. Buffy started stoking the long shaft as she pushed the jeans down as far as she and him could reach. Spike kicked one foot free, content with the arrangement for the moment. She stroked his member a moment more then poised him over her wet swollen opening. Spike could tell she was holding her breath, and found he was doing the same. Both anticipating the moment. Spike hovered his lips over hers as she guided him into her. They both released the air they'd been holding, reveling in the sensation that filled them both.

"Bloody hell Buffy..." Spike moaned into her mouth as he started to thrust into her, in strong but slow strokes. Bot similarities screech to a halt here... never had anything like this... "God I love you so much... nothing like you..."

Buffy felt his body press against hers, insanely aroused and yet comforted by the man loving her. This man who's always loved me and mine... Been by my side through so much... Wants to be with me through everything yet to come… I can tell him, say it out loud… "Spike..." She whispered heated between kisses. "I love you." The vampire's eyes lit up in awe at the woman, at the confession he thrust hard into her one more time then they both felt each other's exquisite release.

The pair was breathing heavily just staring into each other as they slowly came down from the rush. "Holy crap..." Buffy smiled.

Spike laughed in his throat, smiling back at her as he kissed her forehead then rested his brow against hers. "You're amazing."

"Me?" she raised an eyebrow. "I barely did anything."

"You do more to me than you know pet." He smiled at her then she saw the flash of uncertainty in his eyes.

"What?"

"Nothing..." She stared at him insistently, not letting the moment go unnoticed. Then he asked her seriously. "Did you mean it?"

She placed a hand on his face, grazing her thumb over his cheekbone. "I did." he smiled widely. "I was just waiting to see if the sex was decent before I admitted it." she smirked.

He chuckled before asking teasingly, "So I didn't disappoint?"

"You, were bloody terrific." The vampire chuckled again. "Did I not use that right?"

"I would've gone with 'sodding amazing' or 'bloody brilliant'." he corrected joshingly, a smile still plastered on his face. "But I'll take anything you give me." He dipped his lips to hers and kissed her softly, then pulled back and murmured into her ear. "I love you."

Buffy wrapped her arms around his back and neck, inviting him to rest on top of her. "I understand that now." She assured, stroking the back of his head. "After everything... you've proven you truly love me. God knows I've made you work harder for my affections than anyone before."

"I love the chase." he smirked knowingly then kissed her neck.

"I've just been so hung up on the soul thing... I wouldn't even consider... Then all these songs..."

"I know luv." He cooed into her neck, somehow getting her to relax and flush at the same time. Spike was still buried inside her and was starting to bounce back, every twitch his johnson made caused her pussy to flex around him, causing the process to cycle. They slowly started grinding together, Buffy was running her fingers through Spike's hair as he kissed and suckled softly on her neck. Buffy loosed a moan of pleasure as he flicked his tongue over her jugular. Spike parted his lips to playfully bite around the artery with his blunt human teeth. But the second his teeth touched her skin the chip fired hard. Spike growled in pain, rearing back and falling to Buffy's side on the bed.

"Spike!" She practically yelled sitting up and turning to face the naked vampire curled up on her bed.

"I'm fine pet, misfiring piece of shit." He muttered as he held his head.

Buffy placed a hand on the back of his head, trying to comfort him. "I can try calling Riley, see if he's found anything out..."

"No need luv." He placed his hand over hers on the back of his head. "Soldier boy will call when he hears something."

"If..." Buffy muttered, not entirely sure if her or Riley could convince a secret government doctor to remove a vampire's inhibitor chip.

"I'll be fine luv." He straightened himself out, kicking the remainder of his pants off before scooting under the covers and resting against the headboard, then opened his arm to the waiting woman. "Chip can't kill me." He reassured her as she cuddled into the space against him and pulled the blanket up.

"It could drive you crazy... drive you away from people..." She placed a hand on his cool smooth chest. "...away from me..."

Spike squeezed her tightly, clasping his right hand over the one on his chest. "Never." he assured her. "We've been over this. I'm not leaving you." He kissed the top of her head.

"Every man in my life is a flight risk..."

"And I intend to break that streak." He stated interrupting her rant before it had a chance. Buffy accepted the vampires assurance for the time, trying not to overthink her decision to let him in. "So why is it that you let me in, really..."

And cue my mind reading vampire. She chuckled to herself then asked, "Which way are you talking?"

"In your life, not in you… dirty girl." He smiled down to her.

"Well Dawn's so freaking annoying..." She snickered looking up to him.

"Of course, makes sense, only way to shut her up." He laughed with her.

"Truthfully..." She started, "cause I finally understood just how much you matter to me." Then she draped her leg on top of his and snuggled closer. "And we fit together too good to be apart."

"I've always thought so." He held her tighter, then Buffy felt him tense up and inhale sharply. Her head shot up to look at him, seeing the pain on his face. "It's alright pet." He managed to grunt, then shook off the discomfort on his face. "Come back to me." Buffy was still worried but did as he asked, resting her head back on his still heaving, but unbeating chest. "Nice to know you're concerned about my pain. Not sure when that started."

The girl smirked as Spike's cool hands gently stroked her arm. "Suppose when you let a hell god nearly beat you to death."

"Ya know I'm becoming more and more thankful for that bitch everyday."

"Wouldn't have mattered what we were up against. I know you'd've stayed by my side."

He smirked to the notion, "Would've had a hell of a time teamin up with you to take out the master."

"No way you would have let me go face him alone." She smiled looking up to him. "So he probably wouldn't've killed me."

Spike wanted to squeeze her tight again, but refrained to keep the chip silent. Instead he leaned down to kiss her softly. "Nothin's killing you while I breathe… er no, umm I don't actually breathe..."

"I get your point." She kissed him again. "Who knows, you might just help to break the longest lived slayer record."

Spike chuckled and dared to ask, "What's the time to beat?"

"Some of the watcher's diaries didn't keep the best timeline, but the longest I came across was nine and a half years..." Buffy trailed off, Spike could tell there was more to that particular slayer's story.

"And what big bad managed to take that special bird out?"

"You."

"Nikki." Spike acknowledged without hesitation. Buffy nodded.

"She had ties to the world... like me." She smiled to the vampire. "Born and raised in the neighborhood she defended, seemed super close to her watcher, and she had a son."

"She did?" Buffy nodded, then noticed the confusion and concern evident on his face. "How old when...?"

"3."

"Suppose his dad had to raise him then."

"Diaries were super detailed, mentioned friends, neighbors... but no 'dad'." Spike gave her a quizzical look. "Giles says her watcher raised him after..." Spike's look changed from confused to realization. "What?"

"Watcher was the dad."

"How the hell you put that together?"

"Came across the man when I was scoping out his girl. Plus you say they were close, knew everything about her... They were shaking up. He couldn't write about it or report he was the boy's dad or else the wanker's council would have him reassigned."

"Shit... that actually makes a lot of sense..." Buffy chortled. "They fired Giles for acting too much like a dad to me."

"Well, if you ask me, the more attachments a slayer's got the better off she is."

"Agreed." The girl yawned before resting her head back on his chest.

He smiled and looked at her sweetly. "Right then, enough shop talk luv, you need your sleep."

"You'll be here when I wake up?"

"Always."