Title: Living In Danger
Author: MSKBSwedish
Rating: Mature
Summery: Set one year after the first story 'Midnight Sun'. Buffy and Spike's daughter Linn is now four years old and it's up to Spike and Buffy to protect their little girl from demons and other sorts of evil when the word gets out that the Slayer and the Slayer of Slayers have a child together. Set as M for heavy adult themes at times.
Note: I own nothing of the Buffyverse.

Chapter Two – Rev 22:20

(Special Note: This chapter contains sexual matter)

Buffy shut the door to her bedroom behind her. Spike stood at the dresser adjusting his shirt. He was just about ready to go off on a patrol and was making sure he had everything he needed. Buffy had other ideas in mind for him.

She dropped her towel before walking to stand in front of him. Spike was taken aback by the gesture. "Oh bloody hell." Spike gasped as his eyes drifted over the slayer's fit form. She had definitely lost the baby weight but somehow after having a child she had formed more of an hourglass figure than before.

Buffy pressed her lips to Spike's neck and began to tease the flesh with her teeth and her tongue. Spike tried to suppress a moan but it slipped out between his gritted teeth anyway.

"Don't go." Buffy whispered in Spike's ear. "Skip tonight." She used her tongue to toy with the bottom of his ear lobe. "Not tonight." With that she tugged on the bottom of his lobe with her teeth, tugging it gently and using her tongue to toy with the bit in her mouth.

"Oh damnitt, slayer. You know how to make things hard for me... literally." Spike groaned. He was torn for a split second but Buffy won hands down. Then again, who was he to turn down the sexy woman who knew just where to tease. Not that she needed to. Sometimes he just liked making her wait. Other times he just liked to tease.

Spike turned his head and captured Buffy's mouth with his lips. The kiss was passionate and needy. Spike could never get enough of Buffy, nor could he ever get tired of being with her. She was unlike any other woman, human or vampire that he had ever been with and she drove him wild in all of the right ways.

"You sexy devil." Spike moaned before hoisting her up in his hands and laying her down on the bed.

Buffy quickly switched gears this time. She planted her hands on his chest and pushed him on his back. "Let me lead." Buffy whispered in Spike's ear. "Let me hold the reigns, tonight." Buffy whispered once more.

Who was Spike to argue at a woman who was so eager to take charge? Of course he adored the nights she would let him lead but there were things she could do when she led that just... could bring any man to his knees.

Buffy slowly removed every piece of clothing from Spike's body. She explored and kissed every familiar inch of him. She knew how to drive a vampire wild. She only added to his arousal and she knew it. She knew what made this vampire tick and she wasn't about to lose sense of that.

Being with Spike the last few years had taught her a lot, believe it or not. Especially when it came to sex. It was the longest relationship she had and both Spike and Buffy worried about boring sex. Well when you were as adventurous as Buffy and Spike, that wasn't going to be an issue and so far it had yet to be an issue.

Using her hands on either side of Spike's body, Buffy slid her body up the length of Spike's body emitting a guttural groan from the vampire. As she slid her body up Spike's body, she straddled his hips all the while, letting out a quiet purr when she felt him between her thighs. This time, instead of giving him exactly what he wanted, she teased him first. She leaned down and took the taut skin of his chest between her teeth and bit down as she ground her hips against his.

Spike's hands gripped Buffy's backside, using the leverage to tease back. This time, she was the one that breathed out the moan. Her body shuddered on top of his until finally she raised her hips and lowered herself onto him.

The couple moaned aloud. Buffy bit her lip to keep herself quiet. She knew the walls were thin and ever since having a child, she didn't want her daughter knowing of her parents naughty deeds in the night.

Spike let his hands rest on Buffy's hips, gripping them firmly while the slayer rocked her body against his.

Spike arched his back just as Buffy leaned down. She took the skin on his neck between her teeth and started to suck hard at his skin. Surely there would be a pretty love-bruise there once she was done. Spike loved when his lover marked him. He felt like it was a badge of honor to be worn and cherished. Even if it didn't stay there long. Plus, her mouth drove him so wild.

Moving her lips from his neck, Buffy placed her hands on Spike's chest. She used this to anchor her body while picking up her pace slightly.

Sitting up so that his body was pressed against Buffy's, Spike's lips made their way to Buffy's neck in return. He kissed over the scar he had once given her. It was his mark. His claim. Of course he knew he didn't need to have done that. Even before having a child with Buffy. She would always and forever be his girl. The bite he had given her was just a warning to anyone else. He loved the slayer and would do everything in his power to have her beside him.

Slowly, his lips roamed freely on her skin. Kissing across her body. His cool lips sent shivers through her. Her moans poured from her throat quietly. Her moans of approval, of need.

Her arms wrapped around his shoulders while his lips moved lower to her chest. His expert mouth left a small trail down her chest. Spike was never a selfish lover which was the most surprising thing that Buffy had learned. He was more giving than any other sexual partner she had been with.

"Spike..." Buffy breathed out, the end of his name being called was the sound of need. Her head fell back, her hair tickling his hands against her back. In return he moved his lips back up the soft warm skin of her chest and onto her neck. The thrill of not being able to bite her at his own will was still something that made his blood pump. How he longed to claim her over and over every time. To taste the sweet nectar that streamed through her veins to give her the very life she had. It took everything in him not to ravish her completely as he had done many times before. Tonight was about giving her all of his love and attention.

"Buffy..." Spike moaned in return.

Letting her hands drop from his shoulders, Buffy slowly pushed him back until he was laying flat on his back once again.

Their eyes locked in that moment. Spike's hands slithered up Buffy's back. He pulled her forward again and pressed his mouth to hers. Their kiss was intense as they were in the moment. At that same point, Spike picked up his pace beneath Buffy.

He not only kissed her because he was in the moment but to muffle her cries of pleasure. Her mews were no longer mews but moans that were muffled by the kiss. His hands held her there as their kissing became feverish and they didn't stop.

Their paces didn't stop. Their hips met at the same moment in unison together in a perfect rhythm.

Finally when that moment came, their actions of pleasure erupting like wild fire, Buffy buried her face in Spike's neck. Her moans were muffled by his skin as she bit down. Spike grunted and moaned aloud, his being more quiet and breathy. Funny considering he wasn't the air breather in the relationship.

Buffy collapsed on top of Spike, her chest pounding against his and panting into his neck.

"Oh hell." Spike huffed. He snaked his arms around Buffy's body, hugging her close. "I'd trade that for a patrol any night.

Buffy couldn't help but giggle. She pulled away from Spike and smiled. "Right answer, blood sucker. Time for round two." Buffy grinned before leaning in to kiss Spike again.

...TBC...