The Missing Scenes

Ch. 10

"Pet, what are you doing sleeping on top of your covers?" Spike's realization momentarily forgotten.

"None of your business." Buffy sat up and wrapped the sheets around herself, shivering from a combination of the cool breeze and Spike's proximity. "And I asked you what the hell you're doing here."

// Damn it! Why does she have to be such a bitch? //

"We need to talk."

"I told you there's nothing to talk about! Now get out!" Buffy was up and ready to throw him out the window. She let the sheets fall loosely to the floor.

// Cor she's beautiful // Spike studied her as she stood at the ready. The moonlight was hitting her just so and making her skin glow. Her long hair swayed gently in the breeze coming in through the window he'd left open. Her thin shirt revealing her taut nipples.

Buffy faltered under Spike's scrutiny. In a soft voice she said, "There's nothing to talk about Spike...because it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter who you were dreaming about then or ever because we are never doing that again. Do you hear me? I am never going to touch you again." She sat back down on her bed, drawing the sheets about her shoulders once again. Looking down she asked quietly, "Can you leave now, please?"

"Fine. But before I go I want to tell you something." He moved to the bed and sat next to her. Waiting for her to push him away, he gripped her shoulders firmly and turned her to face him.

Buffy found herself staring into Spike's endlessly blue eyes.

"Buffy. Last night was incredible. I'm not talking about just the shagging. I'm talking about just being with you. And having you want to be with me. I know that you think that you can never love me. And that I don't really love you. But I do. If I didn't would I care how you felt? If I just wanted to bed you for the sake of having you then would I have bothered to pleasure you at all?" His hands started rubbing her arms up and down. She felt chilled and amazingly his cold hands were warming her.

She was losing her resolve again. // I can't do this! Spike = bad! //

Slowly her eyes closed and she leaned toward him. She felt his soft lips touch hers and she moaned. Her mouth opened to suck in his bottom lip. As they kissed Spike continued to warm her with his touch. He left her arms and began roaming the planes of her back. His caresses on her back and the feel of his lips on hers made Buffy lose control. Her hands came forward to explore his chest. She lifted his t-shirt, her fingers traveling lightly over his cool skin.

When she reached one of his nipples she stopped to leisurely rub her thumb against it. Spike let out a deep growl. Hearing his response she felt a tingling in her center. She continued to massage his nipple until it was hard and he was breathing heavily. She moved on to his other nipple as she drove her tongue deeper into his mouth.

By now Spike's jeans were so constricting it was painful. He pulled away from her to adjust himself and she let out a needy whimper. He felt himself harden even more and moaned in pain and pleasure. Before returning to her he removed his jeans and his shirt. Her eyes were on him the whole time. And she flushed with pleasure as he stood before her naked.

"Now pet. It's your turn." He reached for her and pulled her cotton top over her head. She obliged by lifting her arms for him and standing to rid herself of her pajama bottoms. When they lay down together their only barrier was Buffy's white cotton panties. For some reason that made Spike even hotter. Seeing all of her except for those short golden curls.

He wanted to go slow. To show her that he didn't want just another quickie . He wanted to make love to her. He started by kissing her lips tenderly. Moving lower he massaged her neck with his tongue. Trailing light kisses all around the base. While he did this he slowly moved his right hand down to her thigh and began massaging her leg. Buffy opened for him, thrusting her hips towards his hand.

"Unh, unh luv. Patience." He continued to slowly massage circles into her thigh, as he moved down to flick her nipple with his tongue.

The chill of his tongue against her hot body was driving Buffy crazy. Her nipples were already hard and puckered. Pain shot through her as he sucked on her breast. His mouth felt icy cold and the pain she felt caused her panties to darken. He pulled at her nipple with his teeth and she arched up toward him. "Spike!"

"Shhh...luv. Dawn." He moved on to her other breast.

Buffy was finding it very difficult to care whether Dawn overheard or not. She wanted Spike to take her already and she'd never been patience girl. Her hand shot down and wrapped around his already slick cock. "Grrr." Spike froze. He was afraid that he was going to shoot himself all over the sheets. He loved the feel of her small hand caressing him. Pumping his shaft up and down.

"Buffy stop! Aah..." Spike's brow furrowed in concentration. // Think of something else. Mud! Think of Mud! //

"You want me to stop?" Buffy's voice dripped with honey, but she continued pumping. "Are you sure this doesn't feel good?"

"Gods! Yes it bloody well feels good! But if you want any satisfaction tonight you better stop before you make me cum. Aaah!" Spike moaned as he watched Buffy remove her hand from his dripping cock, and slowly lick each of her fingers.

"Mmmm. I love the way you taste." She had a hedonistic look about her as she licked the last of his precum off her fingers.

"Luv, you're killing me. Why don't you just stake me?" Spike's breathing was heavy and labored as he tried to gain control of himself.

"Because then I won't get staked tonight." She had her pouty look on knowing it was one of Spike's weaknesses.

Spike knew what she wanted but wanted to hold out just a little longer. "Don't worry luv. You will." He lowered himself until he was staring at the dark spot forming on her panties. "But not yet."

He flicked his tongue out to caress her clit through the cotton. She moaned and arched her hips completely off the bed. Spike had to hold her down to keep her from bucking him onto the floor. He continued to tongue her through the rough material.

Buffy's head was thrashing on the pillow. The feel of his wet tongue through her cotton panties was almost unbearable. Her whole body was tensing up. Suddenly she was free of the cotton. And Spike's tongue was plunging into her core while he pinched her clit between his thumb and forefinger.

Her orgasm crashed through her. Her hips bucked and her muscles spasmed. Spike lapped up her juices as they trickled down.

Spike came back up for a kiss, while Buffy calmed down. Her cheeks were flushed and her brow was shiny with sweat. She smelled amazing. The natural smell of her mixed in with her arousal and the musky scent of her sweat was like a drug to Spike. He felt dazed and lightheaded.

Buffy was murmuring his name as he positioned himself at her entrance. Slowly he swirled the head of his shaft around her swollen lips. He dipped two of his fingers into her canal. When he brought his fingers out he spread her juices along his cock. Making sure that there would be no pain at his entry.

Buffy watched him do this with wide eyes. Finding it completely erotic and exciting. As she felt him push into her she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. With his first thrust she released her breath and cried out his name once again, "Spike!"

Spike moved his hand to cover her mouth. Not wanting Dawn to wake up and interrupt them. After two thrusts into her he felt her walls spasm around him. // I made her cum again! //

Spike was feeling quite proud of himself. But soon his own need overcame all other thoughts for him. He still wanted to let Buffy know that he was in control and that they were making love, not just having sex. He slowed his pace and began to slowly rock within her. With each thrust he pulled out almost completely before slowly descending once again.

Buffy's arms surrounded him. Her hands moved down to cup his buttocks. She tried to quicken the pace, tried to grind her hips into his, but he was in control. She whimpered and finally gave in. Letting him control the pace of their lovemaking.

Spike had let go of her mouth as she wrapped her arms around him once again. She bit down into his shoulder to keep from screaming. For a moment Spike felt dizzy. Realizing that Buffy had bit down hard enough to draw blood he remembered that his failed attempt at feeding tonight meant that he was still hungry. He also remembered his earlier realization.

"Mmmm.rrrww. Buffy. Luv. I'm cumming!" Spike's pace had increased for the last few thrusts. As he began shooting his seed into her, he vamped out.