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Spike feels Buffy's entire body contract with pleasure, in jerks... then relax. He leaves one last kiss on the inside of her thigh before coming to lie down next to her. He is careful not to touch her, not to invade her pleasure with his own desire, still burning. But he can't help but prop himself up on one elbow to gaze at her. She lies there with her head tilted back, trying to catch her breath. A satisfied smile slips across Spike's lips as he licks his wet fingers. He can't help but be proud: he's the one who did that, he's the one who made her cum. And god she is beautiful when she is satisfied.

When she looks at him, he bites his lip. He feels like he's been caught in the act. Does he have the right to feel, in this moment of release, that for a few minutes, a few hours, she is his ?

It's her smile that answers him, it's carnivorous. She had fun and she's not going to apologize for it. She had fun and she wants more. She wants his own pleasure. Then she stands up and straddles him. He looks over her thighs which encloses his waist still in his jeans which seem tighter and tighter, her black panties, her breasts and finally her gaze which dominates him. She wants him and the simple idea twists his stomach.

She leans towards him to kiss him. Slowly, horribly gently... He has the impression that she wants to make him languish. It's terribly exciting. She slides her hands down his black t-shirt and grabs it to pull it off him. When his face emerges from under the t-shirt, he stares at her, breathing short, as if he's still unsure of what she wants from him. She slides the t-shirt up his arms and stops at the wrists. With his arms pinned above his head, he is trapped in the fabric and Buffy's hands which hold him.

She glances for a moment at the handcuffs still attached to the wall. She could tie him up, have him within her reach and do whatever she wants with his body. He understands this well, a lustful smile appears at the corner of his lips and she feels his member harden under her. His eyes burn with desire.

She hesitates but finally releases her grip. She wants his hands all over her body. She wants to feel that he envelops her, that he takes every part of her. She dives back into his lips as he slips his hands into her hair to deepen the kiss.

After having kissed him for a long time, she begins to go down, to roam his body with her tongue and her kisses: his neck, his chest, his nipple, his navel... On the side of his stomach, she bites him and she feels his body twitching, somewhere between pleasure and pain. Finally, she tackles the waistband of her jeans, which it is high time to unbutton.

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Moments later, Buffy collapses on Spike. They both just came, a few seconds apart. They are out of breath. From the side of the vampire's eye, a tear falls, which he wipes away.

"Sorry, it's just… It's amazing I just felt it… I felt"

"Your soul ?"

Spike looks up at Buffy in surprise. He is still upset by what he has just experienced.

"You… felt it?"

Buffy carefully places a hand on the middle of Spike's chest.

"Here."

Spike smiles and a new tear falls down his cheek.

"It's real. I felt it. Kinda stings. It's like I'm glowing from the inside. As if I were…"

"…purely happy."

Buffy sat up to stare at him, he looked into her eyes. Tears continue to fall from Spike's eyes.

"Sorry, Luv. It's anything but sexy."

"You know, as long as you keep your soul and don't turn into a demon, it's far from my worst experience."

Spike laughs and she answers with a smile. But a tear still falls.

"This has to stop. It feels like I've lost my mojo."

Buffy leans over to kiss him.

"You just made me cum twice in 20 minutes… I don't think you've lost anything."

The kiss continues and Spike rolls onto his side to get on top of her.

"Ready for a third round, before the end of the world ?"