Note: I'm completely sure a guy would not be able to follow through with the activity that follows... but for the sake of romance, Spike has the greatest recovery time i've ever heard of. Wish i knew i guy like that.
After lots of coercing, Buffy had finally moved Spike from the cold bank near the water, to their warm blanket in the sun. He remained silent, a pained expression on his face as he waited for the ache to recede some. Buffy pouted, not sure how to help, so she sighed and laid her head on his chest as he still worked on his breathing.
"I'm sorry..." His hand came up and grasped her shoulder, "I'm just... hurting... it's started to ease off though..."
Buffy smiled, deciding there was one way she could help a bit. "It's alright..." She kissed the centre of his chest a few times, "I'm just enjoying the sun..." She smiled and started kissing up his bare chest to his neck where she bit and nibbled for fun.
Spike let out a groan before sitting up, "Give me a tick sweetheart..." He was still obviously in pain and turned to the bottle for some kind of cure. Hopefully his solid chug could chase away the last of his pain. He laid back once more, Buffy cuddling up to him as he relaxed and let the liquor run its course.
Within in a couple moments Spike was getting touchy feely, rubbing Buffy's shoulder's, down her back, across her hips. She giggled when he tickled her purposefully, just to be playful. When she looked up he looked obviously drunk, but not in pain, and his eye's still held the adoration that she'd come to love. "Hi..." He said with a goofy smile and Buffy laughed.
She rolled away from him, being playful, but he grabbed a strap on the side of her bikini bottoms. She stopped and soaked in the sun for a moment on her back while he toyed with one of the bows that held her red bottoms onto her hips. "By George..." He turned on his side now and tugged, the bow undoing itself as he did, "It's like a present I just have to unwrap..."
Buffy laughed again, not needing to say anything, just enjoying her private time with her William. He never disappointed either as he played more with her bikini, getting an absolute kick out of how easily each bow came undone. After the two on either hip, he untied the one on her back and the one behind her neck, making the whole outfit into nothing more than scraps of material. "This is so much better than those bloody jeans of yours..." He whispered in her ear as he rubbed her back, swatting the scraps of clothing away.
Buffy gave a relaxed sigh and turned back over to him, simply rolling out of her bikini and ending up naked with her back against his chest, "You cheated by throwing me in the water earlier..."
"And what are you going to do about it?" He asked before kissing her shoulder and up her neck.
Buffy shrugged and started digging through the pile of her clothes she had sat by their blanket before the rest of the group took off, "I could just get dressed..."
Spike made an immediate objection to that though, "Oh nice try you little minx..." with that he grabbed her hips and pulled her into his grasp, she ended up straddling his own hips and looking down at him, "You're not going anywhere..." He sat up, their torso's made contact and Buffy moaned as Spike's lips met hers in soft kiss. She deepened it, biting his lip before delving her tongue into his mouth for a battle that lasted ages.
One of Spike's hands dipped between them, his finger's fluttering across her core before one finger slipped into her centre. Buffy let out another moan and arched her as Spike kissed across her collarbone. There was a moment of muddled movement while Spike slipped his still wet jeans off and Buffy sat in his lap once more, wrapping her legs around his hips. They met for the first time that day, his member sliding slowly into her as Buffy sunk down onto him. Both gasped before Buffy's head fell to the crook of his neck.
They moved slowly, Spike guiding her with his hands on her hips and Buffy finding it hard to open her eye's as the coil in her stomach tightened slightly with every thrust into her. Their hands clasped and Buffy felt waves of an orgasm flush over her. Spike felt as her inner muscles flutter around him making him still for a moment not wanting to end it just yet.
As Buffy gasped above him he laid her on her back, never breaking contact, and continued. Thrusting wildly now, grasping her shoulder's as Buffy writhed, still feeling waves of pleasure, before another tsunami hit, harder than the last one, "Holy shit..." She whispered before biting hard on his shoulder to stifle the scream that ripped from her centre to her vocal cords. A few more thrusts and Spike followed roaring her name into the empty field around them.
The two forms stilled, looking like one jumbled mess of sweaty limbs, but clung to each other as if life world slip away if they let go. Both breathed heavily, Buffy's arms around his neck, Spike's arms around her back, holding her close as they meshed together. Finally Buffy started wiggling under his wait, "I'm hot..." She simply stated referring to the sun that shone down on them.
Spike rolled off, lying on his back next to her, "Yes you are..." He smiled turning slightly to give her a soft kiss.
Buffy smiled and stretched, "Mmmmm..." She sighed turning to him as well, "Do you feel better now?"
Spike nodded enthusiastically then looked to the pond, an idea sparking, "Oh-ho-ho-ho, yessss..." He quickly hopped up and held his hands out, "C'mon! We're skinny dippin'!"
Buffy looked to the pool of water before nodding and letting him pull her up into his arms and give her anther kiss. Suddenly he disappeared, running up to the big tree, and swinging out on the rope before dropping into the water.
Buffy laughed and walked down the water, standing with her feet only underwater. "Sometimes I swear you're only a teenager." She said when he finally emerged and swam to a place he could stand only submerged from the hips down.
"I went through puberty and... I never really grew up!" He smiled holding out his arms, "C'mon!" He encouraged her.
"Its cooold" Buffy whined with a pout, "I've never skinny dipped before..."
Spike pouted back as she started walking slowly into the water. She stopped when the water reached midway up her thighs. Spike wouldn't stand for that though, quickly meeting her at that water level and wrapping his cold wet body around her. Buffy wiggled and squealed in his grasp, "Cold cold cold..."
He kissed her then, taking her hands in his and backing slowly into the water, guiding Buffy along the way. The water reached her stomach and Buffy squeaked before attempting to retreat. Spike shook his head though and yanked her the rest of the way in until neither could touch the bottom.
"Oh my god... this sucks..." She said following Spike around in a doggy paddle.
Spike scoffed though, gilding nimbly through the water, practically doing circles around her, "Whatever, this is fantastic..."
"As long as you're naked everything is fantastic..." She said as Spike came around behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist.
Their bodies now touched and Buffy enjoyed the warmth he provided, "Birthday suit the best way to go..." He said as she flipped in his grasp and gave him a kiss.
For a moment they were lost in each other, Spike forgetting he was floating for two at the moment and almost sent them under the water. "We should get going, goldilocks... " He sighed floating them towards he bank until they could touch once more.
Buffy nodded and started out of the water before turning back, "Its cold..." She whined once more, but laughed at the ridiculousness of the statement.
Spike laughed and ran out of the water and into the sun, "Warm!" He yelled before doing a cartwheel and sitting on the blanket. Buffy followed running until she was in the warm sun as well, "Naked cartwheels... interesting sight." She giggled tying her scrapped bathing suit bottoms back together and slipping them on.
Spike was busy shimmying into his still wet jeans, "Buggering fuck this is difficult..." He stood up, jumping a bit as the wet material fought against his skin.
Buffy turned her back to him, the strap around her neck tied but the one of her back undone still, "Help." She said simply. Spike tucked himself in, neglecting to zip his jeans up, before going to her aid and tying the back for her.
He kissed her shoulders a few times, hugging Buffy to him in a loving protective bear hug, and then started picking up their things. "Let's walk..." He said holding out his hand.
She happily took it after folding her clothes and slipping on her shoes before they took off for home.