This Kind of Lonely

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A/N
Hi to all you readers out there. Once again a week has passed and I am finally able to post an update of the story. Damn finals are still going on but there’s a light at the end of the tunnel. Only three weeks to go and freedom will be mine again. Okay and now I’ll stop with the depressing crap… ;)
I wanted to thank everybody who took time to read the story and I wanted to give my special thanks to everybody who told me how I did, you know who you are. I love you guys. So, for chapter 11, it is really long, especially for my standards. It’s nearly double the length I write normally. And because you had to wait so long for an update I wrote you a really fluffy one. Hope you enjoy it, go on, read. (Omg, how long is this A/N?!?? *g*)
Hugs to all!

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Previously on “This Kind of Lonely”:

Harmony attacked Buffy after a very loud and heated argument and tries to kill her. Spike kicks her out and tells her that he never wants to see her again. Afterwards Buffy asks him to hold her until she sleeps…

This Kind of Lonely


Chapter 11: Awakening

Buffy woke slowly to the urgent need to go to the bathroom. She started to leave the black nothingness that was her deep slumber and slowly recognized her surroundings. She felt a warm body next to her, holding her in a tight embrace. Spike. In her state of half-sleep she didn’t recognize the small smile creeping over her lips. She kinda liked that. The way both of them were lying next to each other in bed, him holding her. It felt kinda right and Buffy couldn’t imagine any place she would have rather been at that moment.

Suddenly the urgent need she woke up to returned with a vengeance and brought her out of her musings. She tried to disentangle herself from his arms without waking him. When she finally got out of his embrace, she stealthily got up from the bed. Spike’s only reaction in his state of deep sleep to her leaving was a low growl and him turning further into the direction where Buffy had been seconds ago.

She slowly walked into the bathroom. Her legs felt kind of wobbly but she dismissed it to her still not being fully awake. She returned from the bathroom a few minutes later and walked over to the bed again and got in. She slowly crept back under the blanket and snuggled back into Spike’s embrace. She felt him tighten his arms around her small form once again in his sleep and a small, kind of purring sound escaped his throat. Buffy placed her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. She breathed in his scent and smiled again before she drifted off to the dreamland again. And what a naughty dreamland that was…

About ten minutes later Buffy’s eyelids shot up and she quickly tried to sit up in the bed. She forgot that she had been lying in a very close embrace with another human being and so she bumped her head on Spike’s chin.

“Ouch” she exclaimed and rubbed the sore spot on her skull.

“Bloody Hell” Spike yelled as he was startled awake from a very pleasurable dream by Buffy’s sudden movement.

Buffy turned around when she heard Spike’s yelling and looked into his eyes. They looked like the sea just a few minutes before the sun rose over the horizon. A dark blue, so dark that it was hard to make out the difference between it and black itself but with a few lighter spots to the surface. She loved his eyes. That she would admit freely to anyone who wanted to know. Never in her life had she seen such beautiful eyes and she nearly drowned in them every time he looked at her.

“What…” Spike started to ask Buffy why she had hit him but was interrupted when he felt her soft velvety lips on his own. Her little pink tongue tried to pass his lips and he allowed her entrance freely. Their lips duelled for a few moments before Spike felt the need to deepen the kiss if even possible. He put his arms around the small of her back and slowly turned her around and sank back to the mattress with her. He slightly increased his pressure on her lips and Buffy gave a small moaning sound.

When they had to break from the intense kiss due to the serious need for oxygen Spike held his gaze fixed on her hazel orbs. She was panting hard and Spike felt her warm breath tickling his face and it sent shivers down his spine. He felt his neither regions spring to life and had a hard time controlling his libido to not jump her right there.

“Good morning to you too, luv” Spike said with a smile when he had enough breath again to talk “not that I am complaining about that special kind of awakening but do you care to tell me why I had such a good start in the day?”

“Hmm, first I wanted to thank you for saving my life yesterday” she gave him a sweet smile “and the main reason, I … wait, I’ll show you” she told him before she started to get up from the bed.

“Buffy, luv, stop … what are you doing” Spike feared she might fall form the bed again if she wouldn’t stop her motions on the bed.

“Stop squirming” she threw him a smile, split-seconds before she stood on her own two feet “see…my feet they work again” she laughed and gave him a small jump for emphasis.

Spike had to blink a few times. He thought his eyes might fall from their sockets. It was the first time he saw her standing up and he had to admit that she was as beautiful as lying in bed while she was standing on her own two feet. She really wasn’t that tall, but her body with a little help form gravity had all the right proportions. Everything a man could ever want and lust after wrapped up in a small yet entrancing package with a long blonde mane. He knew he was kinda hooked before but now with her standing there in all her upright glory he now was definitely. He slowly rose from the bed and strode over to where Buffy stood and took her in his arms when he reached her. He lifted her from the ground and spun her around in circles .Buffy laughed and squealed from the top of her lungs and Spike soon joined her in her laughter and cheering.

Suddenly the door to Buffy’s bedroom opened and a seriously dishevelled looking Xander stood in the frame.

“Do you people know how early it is?” he asked kind of agitated “other people in this building are trying to sleep as should you two. Now go back to bed. Too much running around isn’t good for you Buffy, you still have to watch out for your health” he now addressed the small blonde.

“Now go back to bed and try to get some more sleep” he said before he left the room and closed the door behind himself.

Buffy and Spike simultaneously turned their heads to look at each other again.

“Three…” Spike started to count “two…” Buffy just looked at him kinda confused “one…”

Suddenly the door flew open once again and once again Xander was standing in the room again. Buffy thought his eyes might pop out while he tried to rub them furiously. When it seemed that his treatment to his visioning didn’t do anything to change the picture he once again flew out of the room.

She turned her head again and found Spike counting again and she started to laugh wholeheartedly, although she didn’t know what would happen once he would reach the end of his countdown. But she was sure it would be damn funny.

“Six…five…four…three…two…one” by the time he reached the end of his countdown tears rolled down Buffy’s cheeks from laughing. After Spike had said the last number Xander stormed into the room again this time dragging a still groggy Cordelia behind him. She didn’t recognize the blonde pair in the middle of the room, laughing their asses off.

“Xander, have you gone insane?” she asked in an angry voice “after our marathon last night I need my recovering and you have nothing better to do than to wake me up in the middle of the night?”

Xander didn’t answer her question. He just put his hand under Cordy’s chin and turned her line of sight into the direction of Buffy and Spike who where still standing in the middle of the room with her standing on her own feet again, leaning against Spike’s chest laughing into his shirt.

There was no sound except for Buffy’s muffled giggling for the next seconds. Cordelia Chase was speechless for what must have been the first time in her life. She stood there in her satin pyjamas her mouth opening and closing like a fish that had been taken from his aquarium gasping for air. It took her a few more seconds to form a coherent word and when she was finally able to again the only thing she could say was “How?”

Buffy was finally able to stop laughing although the display in front of her was funny as hell. She turned her head to Cordy and smiled.

“I don’t really know how, I only know that I woke up a few minutes ago because I had to use the bathroom. I got up went there and then slipped back into back again. It took me a few minutes to recognize it, too.”

“That’s great Buffy” Xander who finally had found his voice said in a cheery voice.

“Yeah Buffy, that is really great, although I wonder why it happened so suddenly” Cordy said “ don’t you think it might be a little early for you to run and jump around, not that you get a relapse or something” concern was shown in Cordelia’s voice.

“I honestly don’t know” Buffy turned to look Cordelia in the eye “but I’ll guess I’ll just thank my healing powers and be grateful that I am mobile again, whether it is kind of early or not. Giles will come over tomorrow to check on me, then we’ll see, until then I want to have some fun” she finished with a smile while Spike whispered something into her ear from behind that made her giggle again.

“Whatever makes you happy Buffy” Cordy replied with a sincere smile “as for me I’ll go back to bed and catch up on sleep. Are you coming Xander?” Cordy turned to the male standing next to her.

He simply nodded and started to walk out of the door. Cordy followed him until she reached the door.

“Cordy?” Spike’s voice drawled with a sugary sweet tone.

“Yeah?” she turned around to look at her boss and friend still holding the tiny blonde in his arms.

“Don’t wear him out” he smirked “he still has to run one of my companies.”

Cordelia gave him a glare while she blushed slightly before she left the room and closed the door behind her.

“So, what now, pet?” Spike smiled at Buffy and planted a small kiss on the tip of her nose.

“I want to cuddle some more in the bed” she answered “and then I want to go out to the gardens later. I didn’t see all that much when I had my rounds in them with the wheelchair. I wanna see all the hedges, bushes and flowers and all the spaces between” she finished with a suggestively lift of her eyebrows.

“Your wish is my command” Spike answered before he lifted her from the floor and carried her back over to the bed.

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The kitchen, a few hours later

Spike and Buffy entered the kitchen in search of something resembling to breakfast. They found Cordelia and Xander in one corner, next to the coffee maker, making out.

“Excuse me…” Spike asked, he just couldn’t stop himself from bugging them “first you complain about needing to recover from last nights marathon and now you’re using up your batteries so soon” he grinned mischievously at them.

“Shut up bleach boy” both of them exclaimed in unison which had Buffy laughing again alongside with a smirking Spike.

“Okay, okay I’ll stop” Spike said when he could stop himself from laughing again. He really had wanted to keep his persona while kidding them into tomorrow, but the look on their faces was just too bloody priceless.

“What do you say, we go out and celebrate tonight” he suggested “on the behalf of Buffy health?”

Cordy and Xander shared a quick glance before she turned to Spike again.

“Should be okay with us.”

“Buffy?” he turned around to look at her.

“A celebration? Hell yeah” she broke into a smile.

“Okay, then it’s settled. Around eight?”

Everybody nodded in agreement and Spike and Buffy left for the gardens while Cordy and Xander returned to their earlier task before the rude interruption by one blonde Brit.

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An hour later Buffy and Spike strolled through the parks around the mansion that Spike called home. They were loosely holding hands and talking about nothing and everything. It was a fresh and gentle warm afternoon with a slight breeze that flowed through Buffy’s hair. Spike loved her hair, it looked like spun from pure gold when the sunrays filtered through them.

Suddenly Buffy stopped and Spike turned around to stand in front of her.

“What’s up luv?” he queried.

“Nothing” she replied before she rose on her tip-toes to plant a kiss on his lips.

Spike decided that it wasn’t enough and bent down to capture her lips with his again. He deepened the kiss and pushed his tongue past her lips and Buffy welcomed it with her own.

They broke off the kiss to catch their breaths and Spike tugged Buffy behind him away from the grit-path of the way leading through the endless maze of flower-beds and hedges. When he stopped they stood underneath an old tree and Spike encircled her waist before he bent down and kissed her breathless again.

Buffy felt a sudden need rising inside of her. She needed him, she wanted him, and she longed for him. It had been a long time since she had been with a man not since A…

“Arrrgh… don’t think of him now stupid brain” Buffy yelled at herself internally.

Sure, a woman got other ways to satisfy certain needs, but the original itself would after all still be the original. She leaned into Spike and tried to deepen the kiss even more herself. She felt the definite bulge in his neither region and suddenly her body tingled in anticipation. She was on fire, he set her on fire and suddenly she wanted all of him, now. She wanted him now and there.

She moved slightly backwards with Spike following, still holding her in a tight embrace, until she felt her back making contact with the tree. She felt Spike leaving her lips moving his kisses and his oh-so-skilled tongue over her cheek down her throat near her pulse point until he reached her collar-bone. She couldn’t suppress the loud moan escaping her when she felt him biting down slightly on her shoulder. Her whole body was tingling and a warmth she hadn’t felt for a long time spread through her whole body from inside her womb.

She bent forward to capture his earlobe in her mouth and started to suck lightly on it. Spike pushed his prominent erection into her neither region and gave a low moan in response. Suddenly he stopped his ministrations to her neck and moved his head so he could look into her glazing eyes.

“Why did you stop” she asked him, confusion showing on her face.

“Buffy, I … I don’t know if…”he started only to be interrupted by her immediately.

“You don’t find me attractive?” insecurity clearly showing in her voice. It felt like a déjà-vu. The same sentence had been the beginning of the end of her last relationship.

“No, no pet” Spike answered looking deep into her eyes “the problem is, if we don’t stop now I don’t think I will be able to.”

The moment Spike had uttered the last word the clouds disappeared from Buffy’s face and she leaned forward to plant a quick kiss on his lips before turning her head back to his ear.

“I think that is good” she whispered “because I don’t want you to stop.”

Spike moaned again low in his throat when she once again sucked his earlobe into her mouth. He picked her up from the ground and held her against the tree and Buffy encircled his waist with her again fully functional limbs. His one hand left the small of her back and slowly wandered forward to trail across one of her breasts covered by the thin material of her summer blouse. Buffy moaned into his ear when his thumb brushed over the already hard nipple. The friction created through the satin material of her blouse did magic to her sensitive nerve endings.

Suddenly in Buffy’s line of thought both of them had too much clothes on. She needed to get rid of the offending pieces of clothing separating their glowing bodies immediately.

“Lay…uhh…down…ahhh…now” she uttered between the moans leaving her throat due to Spike’s skilled hands and mouth.

Spike complied immediately and turned Buffy away from the old tree only to place her gently on her back in the soft grass beneath them. He laid next to her and immediately returned to kiss her. He nibbled and slightly bit and kissed her in all the right places while slowly undoing the buttons of her blouse one by one. Buffy thought she might die from anticipation if he would torture her any longer. Suddenly she felt Spike open one side of her blouse and pulling it open and in that special situation she was more than glad that she didn’t wear a bra.

Spike bent down, to capture one rock-hard nipple with his teeth and bit it lightly which caused Buffy to moan again loudly. Her hands meanwhile tried to free his shirt from his jeans and eventually succeeded in their task. Her hands wandered below the offending piece of cloth and tried to touch him everywhere the same instant. She felt his definitely well defined chest and the abs following downwards over his stomach. She scratched her nails slowly downwards which made Spike growl and moan low in his throat while he still worked his magic on her breasts. He had abandoned the first rosy peak to give the second one the same thorough treatment the first one had received while his hand slowly trailed down over Buffy’s belly until he reached the waist-band of her skirt.

Touching his chest definitely wasn’t enough for Buffy anymore. She let her hands stroll down over his torso until she reached the button and zip of his jeans. She tried to open it but her tingling nerve-endings wouldn’t help her.

“Let me help you” Spike’s voice rumbled through her ear and she thought she might just cum if he kept talking in that voice. Spike opened his trousers and freed his prominent erection. It sprang from its hold and Buffy gulped when she saw his big member. Instantly her hand went down to slide up and down the shaft.

Spike moaned loudly when her little hand made contact with the skin of his rock-hard dick. She kept on with her ministrations and he was sure he would finish this game before it really started if he wouldn’t do anything real quick. So he bent down and freed Buffy from her skirt. His hand wandered slowly over her mound still covered by the silken fabric of her panties. Buffy hissed in pleasure when his thumb ran over her clit for the first time through the fabric, the friction created tingles she didn’t know existed.

When he couldn’t take her treatment to his member anymore he quickly bent down moved her panties aside and gave her already dripping wet pussy one long lick from the bottom to the top with his tongue. Buffy’s hips bucked from the grass below when his tongue made contact with her most sensitive body parts for the first time. She whimpered slightly and Spike took that as a hint to continue. He parted her neither lips with his fingers and started to give her what she wanted and needed all the while deliberately avoiding her clit.

Buffy was sure she was going to die. Nobody could ever endure that kind of torture. She wiggled and wringed underneath him but his hand pressing on her stomach kept her bottom firmly on the ground.

“P...plea…please…Spike” she whimpered when she couldn’t take it anymore. Spike knew she was close and he had every intention to push her over the edge right there and then. He slowly inserted two fingers into her hot channel while he sucked her clit into his mouth. Buffy’s hips bucked from the ground again and Spike gave her clit one last flick with his tongue.

Buffy came with his name screaming from her lips tossing and turning wildly underneath him and Spike greedily lapped up everything she was willing to spend.

When she returned from the higher planes of her orgasm she turned her head only to find him licking his fingers.

“You taste so delicious baby, just like the sweetest nectar” he spoke in that so-low-and-so-sexy voice. She was instantly turned on again and bent upwards to kiss him and tasted herself on his lips. It drove her mad with desire and she encircled his neck and pulled him down with her onto the grass with him laying on top of her his pulsating cock inches away from her dripping wet entrance.

“Please…Spike” she looked into his eyes and he positioned himself and ever so slowly drove into her both of them moaning loudly. When he was finally fully inside of her he gave her a few moments to adjust before he started to move his dick slowly out of her pussy only to drive in again moments later at an ever so excruciating slow pace.

Buffy started to move her hips against his every time he went down again. His pelvic bone made contact with her clit with every down stroke and the friction drove her mad. Spike slowly increased the pace of his strokes and Buffy willingly pushed back against him all the time. He felt her nearing her second orgasm and knew he himself was close. He took his hand down between their joined bodies to give her clit a small pinch. It was everything it took to send her over the edge again. When he felt her vaginal muscles fluttering around his aching cock he took two more strokes and followed her into the bliss.

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Half an hour later both of them were still lying in the grass under the branches of the huge old tree although fully clothed again. Buffy laid with her head on Spike chest tracing idle patterns on his forearm.

“You still want to go out and celebrate tonight?” Spike asked.

“Definitely” she answered “Nothing’s better than a celebration to end a beautiful day. Especially if the celebration ends somewhere comfortable…” she let the sentence unfinished.

“Well, pet, then I am afraid to tell you that we have to get up or we won’t be ready in time” Spike told her a slight hint of disappointment in his voice. He still wasn’t sure what to think of the ways this afternoon had gone by.

“Enjoy being with her now, think and talk about it later” he decided in his head and stood up and helped Buffy from the ground. They slowly sauntered back to the house, once again holding hands.

To be continued…

Upcoming: Chapter 12: Double Date