Author's Note: Explicit content through this chapter...

Buffy got home the morning after the dance, her night with Willow wasn't too eventful, but it was fun. Even, though her phone was blowing up with text messages from people about Mr. Pratt. It was about 8 in at night when she got home, she couldn't wait to get into bed and call Spike.

Buffy opened the front door, hung up her stuff and took off her shoes, and it wasn't until she turned around that she saw candles and rose pedals that started at the bottom of the stairs and led up to the second floor. A smile crept across her face as she picked up a rose and followed the trail up to her bed room.

She was pretty nervous by the time she made it to her room, and was almost afraid to open her door; What if it's Riley? He freaked out really badly last night…. After a deep breath Buffy turned the door knob and walked in. She gasped and covered mouth seeing what seemed like hundreds of candles that covered her room.

She felt strong arms wrap around her and she smiled recognizing that grasp, "William…" she turned around to see those deep blue eye's she loved so much."What is all of this?"

Spike smiled, "You remember ages ago… when we said we'd wait… and I told about the perfection you deserve?"

Buffy bit her lip, knowing where this was going, she nodded and looked around. He had the room filled with candles, and rose pedals seemed to be everywhere in the room. Her knees were almost ready to give out with emotion, "It's all beautiful…it's perfect…" she turned to Spike, seeing he had put his tux back on for her.

"As it should be…" He smiled taking the rose from her hand and set it on top of her dresser. Buffy nodded her head and smiled as Spike's arms wrapped around her and they began kissing softly. He stopped for a moment and took his ring off of the chain around his neck and slipped it on his finger.

Buffy bit her lip for moment as she took him in. The way he was fumbling and shaking told her this meant just as much to him as it did to her. Spike finally had it on and took a breath as he looked down at the anxious Buffy. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed Buffy with such softness, she relaxed completely against him.

Buffy's fingers climbed across his shoulder, then started to undo Spike's tie; then started on getting his dress shirt undone. It took a lot longer than they both thought, "Okay…" Spike said as he finally removed the shirt, "Tuxedo. Sweet picture, bitch to get out of…"

Buffy giggled now seeing Spike without his shirt; she ran her hands slowly up his chest and wrapped her arms around his neck. Buffy's shirt was gone and her skirt was being undone, all as Spike pushed them towards her bed. By the time she hit the mattress Buffy was clad in her underwear and couldn't quite remember when her clothes had left.

She laid back and giggled even more as Spike slowly crawled up the bed towards her, "Darling…" he said as he approached her.

"Yes?" she said as she leaned back on her elbows.

"You're stunning…" Spike said as he kissed Buffy's shoulder and up her neck.

"Spike…" she leaned her head to the side and revelled as he nipped and kissed her neck. Soon her bra was gone as well and Buffy was left blushing, she wanted this so much, but she couldn't help being nervous.

Once again though Spike came to Buffy's distress, his finger intertwining with hers and he kissed her once more and eased her onto her back beneath him. Buffy's hands snaked betweens them as they kissed and started undoing the belt on his pants. He broke the kiss quickly and took off the pants; for once he was wearing boxers, "Cute…" Buffy said as she saw that his boxer's were covered in little hearts.

Spike chuckled and returned to the bed with Buffy. They stopped for a moment as their eyes met and once again they grew quiet. Buffy's hand ran quietly through Spike's hair as he gave her hands a soft squeeze. Buffy was surprised with how not embarrassed she was about being near naked next to Spike.

Eventually their foreplay resumed and Spike couldn't figure it out, but somehow Buffy had removed his boxer's and he was now naked above her as they kissed. Spike tugged softly at Buffy's last article of clothing and removed it completely leaving her very vulnerable. He paused for a moment and looked Buffy over for a moment, "You're amazing…" he ran a soft caress across her cheek, "And you're my girl…"

Buffy blushed under his burning gaze and stiffened up slightly. Spike kissed across Buffy's collar bone and began kissing his way to her breast. He suckled softly as Buffy's hand started pulling at Spike's hair.

Spike settled himself between Buffy's legs and her nervousness returned. "Are you okay?" Spike said, very concerned at this point.

Buffy nodded, "Just… go slow…"

"Of course…" he returned her nod as he shifted into a slightly more comfortable position.

Buffy felt Spike's tip at her entrance and she panicked, she met his eye's and she felt much better. Slowly he pushed into her, his gaze never leaving hers, "Oh…" Buffy said feeling tears pull at her eyes, "Crap…"

Spike stopped, "You alright?"

"Yes… just slower…" she breathed once more as he continued.

Spike's hands found her hand and soon he had become completely engulfed in Buffy. He stilled the best he could as Buffy took a moment to adjust to him; their gaze had yet to break.

"Okay." Buffy said as she felt ready as she ever could at this point.

Spike nodded and slowly lifted his hips and Buffy let out a loud moan that must have been the last thing he was expecting. The mix of pain and pleasure sent Buffy's nerves into over drive and she was trying to control it. Spike took this as the best opportunity to delve back into her, and surely enough Buffy's moan continued.

A rhythm was soon set up as Spike pulled in and out of his girl, Buffy's finger nail scraped against his back, and they were still holding eye contact. The only sound heard in the room was over their breathing.

"Oh my god…" Buffy said as her eyes closed and she suddenly found herself falling over the edge of an orgasm she was completely unaware of.

Spike rested his forehead on Buffy's shoulder as he sped up their pace. He kissed every bit of skin he could reach then suddenly flipped them over so Buffy was straddling him. She giggled and rested her hands on Spike's chest. His hands gripped Buffy's hips as he took it up on more notch.

"William!"

"Buffy!"

They both yelled as they came together, and still holding each other's hands. Buffy collapsed against Spike's chest and closed her eyes not really wanting to move. Spike looked at the clock and decided it was much too late to make their dinner.

He kissed the top of Buffy's head and slowly rubbed her back as she rested. Eventually Buffy slid off of Spike and got underneath the covers. Spike smiled and followed suit, then pulled Buffy to him once underneath the covers.

"I love you…" he whispered with Buffy in his arms.

"I love you too" Buffy said and turned around in his grasp so she could rest her head on his chest.

Soon though they both fell asleep holding each other.

Joyce had convinced the big boss that she really needed to spend some time with her daughter and luckily got the rest of the weekend off. It must have been about 8am when she arrived home, and the very last thing she had expected was a trail of burnt out candles and dried rose petals that led to her daughter's room.