Author's Note: Naughty parts… be warned…
The car ride was long and awkward for Willow as she sat squashed between a very excited Buffy and the car door. Buffy bounced a bit beside her and played with a couple of stray hairs that stuck out from Batman's mask. Batman in the mean time was up front chattering away with Spiderman as they shared a cigarette. The Flash appeared to be asleep.
When they hit a gravel road Willow grew nervous, and wasn't comforted by how wound up Buffy was. As far as she knew she was in the car with three grown men wearing masks, travelling down a gravel road in the middle of nowhere, "Buffy are we there yet?" She whispered softly, trying not to draw any attention.
Buffy nodded and pointed towards some lights in the distance, "Right there… only a couple more minutes."
Spike sped slightly and stopped, sending the back seat jerking forwards and backwards to wake up david before they reached home, "Knock it off, Bilbo…." David said clutching his stomach using one of the more geeky nicknames for Spike, "The contents of my stomach aren't very settled…" Spike didn't just continued jerking the car until The Flash opened the door while the car was moving, ripped off his mask and toppled across the road until he landed in the wheat field where he started unloading the contents of his stomach.
"HAhahahah!" Batman said before speeding off to the house and swinging the car around so it sent off a large cloud of dust. Willow remained glued to her seat while Buffy climbed out and jumped into Batman's arms, tearing off his mask and giving the guy a big kiss.
Spiderman opened the door, "You want out, poppet?" He said slowly taking off his mask.
Willow was surprised by who was revealed, her mouth dropped and she slightly hoped it was just some guy who had stolen the face of Falling Down to Summersets bass player. Her mouth dropped and she shrunk back into the seat, "Oh no… I'm fine…. Nice comfy seat…" She nervously patted the back seat and looked behind her. Once again her mouth dropped open as she saw their drummer, or a man who had stolen his face, walking up the driveway and around the car.
"Oh my god…" She said as he stepped around and started digging around in Nick's pockets as he looked for a cigarette. He found one and lit it up before smiling down at Willow. She just blushed and shrunk further into the seat as her rock star crush stood before her.
"Oi! Better come take care of Red 'ere…" He said taking the girls' bags from the trunk for them. Nick assisted leaving Spike and Buffy to the explaining.
Buffy came around and slowly pulled Willow out, "Buffy, that was Nick… and then there was David, don't tell me that…" She turned and looked at Spike with a perplexed look, "Mr. Pratt?" With his hair still dark and unbleached and his glasses on it wouldn't be first glance that Willow would have recognized him as their front man.
He took off his glasses and pulled up his shirt slightly to reveal one of his trademark tattoos, "Nope, well yes… but you can call me Spike when we're not in school." He winked and passed the two girls, "Reckon you could handle this better…" He smiled and kissed Buffy's forehead before going inside.
Willow stood completely perplexed as she looked around, "Did I fall down and hit my head… because last thing I remember is three guys in masks and now their faces turned into Falling Down To Summerset." Buffy smiled and took Willow to the front porch for a talk.
After 45 minutes, two warm blankets from Spike and a couple of cigarettes that the boys had, Willow had finally moved from Shock and denial into acceptance. "So you're engaged to Spike, who's our teacher, and this has been going on for months…?"
Buffy nodded and looked through the front window to see Spike sprawled on the couch half asleep at 2 in the morning. "It all started with a very scary pelvis…"
Willow laughed at that and stood up, "Riley?" She asked and Buffy nodded, "Well I'm ready to go inside, it's freezing out here…" Buffy nodded and they both went inside.
Nick was already asleep with his girl, David was asleep sitting straight up and Spike was fighting off sleep with all of his might but failing miserably. Buffy joined him on the couch, wrapping her blanket around them and laying on his chest. Willow smiled and looked at the TV, Spike and David started mumbling back and forth, apparently having a conversation, but with their accents and lack of effort, neither American could make any of it out.
"Eh don wan geh op sters…" David mumbled his eyes closed.
"Takradwitu, shewergestrum…." Spike mumbled back, falling asleep under Buffy's grasp.
With a groan David stood up and stretched with a yawn, "C'mon…" He signalled to Willow, "Git yeh in bed…" Willow blushed and nodded slowly standing up and taking her bag with her. David directed her to the guest room like Spike had asked and she quickly settled down, getting her PJ's on while David passed out in his bed without even changing into pyjama's. She smiled and closed his bedroom door for him before going back downstairs.
"Buffy I'm going to bed…" Willow whispered, scared to awaken Spike.
Buffy nodded against his chest and breathed in his scent, "Eventually I'll make him carry me upstairs…" She giggled feeling Spike's fingers tickle her sides.
"If anything, luv… you should be carrying me upstairs…" He teased, his eyes still closed.
Willow smiled and bid them good night, before retreating up stairs. The television was turned off as a potential motivation to get up, but this now left the couple in complete darkness. Spike's hands, which had been rubbing slow loving circles on Buffy's back, soon began wandering slightly downward, a couple fingers slipping beneath her shirt to feel the soft skin of her back. Spike nuzzled and when Buffy slowly looked up he caught her in a breathtaking kiss as he lifted her up into his arms and carried her upstairs with him.
Once in his room Buffy's feet touched the floor and their soft kisses turned into more of battle as she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and tried to battle for control. Spike was shocked at first but soon fell into the fight, smashing his lips against her as his hands wrapped tightly around her waist and they knocked into his dresser. A loud thump could be heard in the room, but neither was thinking about the fact Willow would be on the other side. They danced awkwardly across the room until the back of Spike's knee's hit the edge of the bed, causing them to buckle.
He landed on his back, taking Buffy's with him; she giggled and moved to straddle him, "I win…" She said giving him a kiss and then taking off the tank top she was wearing.
Spike growled, and Buffy squealed as he flipped them over so he now lay atop of her. "Not quite yet…" He smiled devilishly as he nipped at Buffy's neck and ground his already hard erection against her core. Buffy moaned, quite audibly and Spike shushed her with a kiss, "Quiet, my love… Red is right next door…" He whispered and continued his attack on her neck.
Buffy nodded, wrapping her legs around Spike as she pulled him closer. She was now naked from the waist up and wasn't quite sure when her bra had disappeared. Spike had the nack of making articles of clothing disappear during the night and it made her giggle. "What are you laughin' at?" He asked quickly looking up from the trail of kisses he was placing on her collar bone.
Buffy shook her head, "Just tickled, honey…" she smiled and leaned down kissing him softly.
Spike nodded, his hand disappearing beneath her skirt as the kiss deepened. Buffy moaned feeling him pinched her clit slightly through her panties. She tugged urgently on his shirt and he quickly rid himself of the article. She smiled sliding her hands across his skin and down his rippled body.
She was surprised how comfortable she already was with him, most girls would probably still be slightly nervous at this point, it only being their second time. Her hands went to his hairs and she played with the soft curls, "You need a hair cut… your getting shaggy…" She said admiring how the curl bounced back into placed after being pulled away.
"Yeah…" He said unzipping Buffy's skirt and sliding it down, "Holly's been all up in my arse about it …" He smiled running a hand down her body.
For a few minutes they softly kissed and de-clothed as they thought about their future. Eventually Spike hopped out of the bed and lit a few candles to lighten the dark room, then crawled slowly up the bed. Buffy giggled kissing him and wrapping her arms slowly around his neck, "I love you…" Spike whispered softly as he buried his face in her shoulder.
"Love you too…" she replied and they shared another quiet moment before Spike kissed her passionately and pushed Buffy down into the bed.
He kissed along her neck as he slowly pushed into her, sending a long throaty moan through Buffy. "Shush…" he said softly kissing her again. Her legs wrapped around his hips as he pulled his length slowly out and thrust back in both groaning quietly as possible.
His thrusts picked up some speed as his arms snaked around her and pulled her unimaginably closer. Buffy's nails scrapped along his back leaving long red trails as she bit her lip in an attempt to remain somewhat quiet. With a certain swivel of Spike's hips Buffy's breath caught, "Oh god…" She said unable to stop herself.
"Love you so much…" Spike said moving faster as Buffy followed suit, her hips meeting his with every thrust. "So beautiful… sweet… soft…" He whispered kissing her neck and nibbling her ear.
Buffy's eye's slammed shut as she focused on the tightly wound ball in her stomach. "Open your eyes… look at me…" She heard him faintly and peeked through one hooded eyelid before completely opening them, "Hello darling…" Spike said smiling above her.
Their speed picked up, Spike's bed making and audible squeak that both blatantly ignored. Buffy's groan strained as her orgasm suddenly swept over her, "William!" She yelped digging her nails into his back and slamming her eyes shut. There was a sudden change in position as Spike flipped them, never breaking contact, and now laid beneath Buffy on the bed.
Buffy had a moment of utter confusing as Spike still thrust in and out of her, taking her hands and kissing each palm as he moaned. She smiled, laying her hands on his chest for more support as she rode him. Something more primal emerged from Spike and he leaned up, passionately kissing her, and holding her close as he felt his own orgasm approaching.
Buffy returned the kiss with just as much need clenching as she came suddenly once more. Watching Buffy above him quickly sent Spike over the edge and without restrain he grasped her hips tightly as he slammed into her as he released himself with a loud moan.
There was another silence in the room as Buffy laid on his chest, still joined. With a reluctant sigh Spike slid from Buffy's warmth and tucked them both in under the covers. He quickly returned to her side though laying his head across her chest with his arms wound tightly around her waist. Nothing needed to be said, they both knew that and they slipped easily into a deep sleep as Buffy ran a hand slowly through his hair.
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