Coo Coo Ca-Choo

Buffy awoke to two very different feelings. One was a freight train running through her head and the other was a warm wall of comfort surrounding her. She opened her eyes and took note of the strong arms wrapped around her, holding on as if for dear life. She smiled knowing it was her William. He had come back. Her smile quickly faded when another jolt of tension and pain weaved its way through her head.

“Ugh” she moaned as she tried to untangle herself from William to get up for some aspirin and cold water. Finally she managed to get out from under his arms as he mumbled something unintelligeable and rolled over. She stretched and made her way to the bathroom. She cupped her hands under the faucet and splashed her face with some cold water. An overwhelming feeling of nausea overtook her and before she knew it she was on her knees in front of the toilet. After she had emptied what little was in her stomach, she rested her forehead against the side of the toilet.

“Feel better?” came Spike’s voice from where he stood in the doorway.
“Yeah, a bit” Buffy answered him then eased herself up. She brushed her teeth and rinsed with mouth wash, then took 4 aspirin as he watched her the entire time.
“Did it work?” Spike asked after the few moments of silence.
“Did what work?” Buffy asked back.
“Whatever you expected to accomplish by getting so drunk you passed out” Spike said.
“I was trying to forget about you…trying to get over you….” Buffy began.
“Did it work?” he repeated.
“No, not at all” she lowered her eyes. “You came back.” She stated.
“I did” he replied.
“Why?” she questioned.
“Isn’t it obvious?” he countered.
“Well, I think we’ve already established that I’m not too bright” Buffy said.
“Bollocks” Spike responded to her self-depreciating statement.
“I don’t even know what that means. See? Not too bright” Buffy smiled weakly.
“It means, what you just said is a bunch of rot. You are very bright. You graduated from Stanford for Christ’s sake, have some hot shot job…please..” Spike told her.
“I didn’t mean that kind of bright. Matters of the heart kind of bright. You never answered my question.”she clarified.
“I love you and I know you love me. Told me so this morning if you even remember it.” Spike said softly.

Buffy looked away. She didn’t remember much from before she passed out. Everything was pretty hazy.
“Come on, I’ake ake you some breakfast” Spike reached his hand out to her.
Buffy placed her hand in his tentively and let him lead her to the kitchen. He sat her down at one of the counter stools and then started a pot of coffee for her and a kettle of water for tea for him.

“Isn’t it night time?” Buffy asked noting the dark.
“Yeah, we slept all day but since we just got up, it’s breakfast. What’s your fancy? Eggs? Omelete? Potatoes?” Spike asked her.
“Umm..yogurt?” Buffy answered.
“Please, you’re already skinny enough as it is. No wonder” he scoffed.
“You don’t like the way I look?” she inquired.
“Yes, of course I do…but you could stand to put some meat on your bones is all…omelete it is then” he decided for her.
She rolled her eyes but didn’t protest.

Twenty minutes later she was devouring the omelete Spike had made for her and on her third cup of coffee.
“Good, pet?” Spike smirked.
“Yes, very” she answered with a mouthful.
“See, Daddy knows what’s best for his girl” Spike grinned.
“Daddy?” Buffy said wide-eyed. “You didn’t just call yourself Daddy, did you?”
“Just teasing you Buffy” Spike said nervously, slapping himself mentally for even saying that.

Buffy finished chewing, took a drink of her glass of water and then got up and sauntered over to the other side of the counter where Spike stood. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed herself up against him.
“So, tell me. What else does Daddy think is best for his girl?” Buffy batted her eyelashes at him.

Christ, now I’ve really done it, Spike thought to himself not sure of himself and how to answer her without looking like a complete wanker. Buffy slid her hand down his chest and stomach until it rested right on top of his groin. She cupped him in her hand and said, “You know what I think, Daddy? I think this is what’s best for me” she gave him a little squeeze and felt him begin to grow under her touch.

Spike moaned and closed his eyes. He felt her body leave his and opened them back up to find that she was now kneeling before him, hands on his fly, beginning to open it. He watched her as she pulled his jeans down to his knees. He watched her as his hardening cock sprung out at her face. He watched her as she licked her lips and then opened her mouth wide to take him inside that moist and warm cavity.

“Oh yeah” he moaned as she sucked him in, swirling her tongue around the head. She gripped his cock at the base with one hand and rolled his balls with the other as she used her expert mouth to lick, tongue and suck him all over. She reached one of her hands up and sucked a finger into her own mouth, wetting it. Then she reached back down and wedged her hand between Spike’s legs, making him spread them a bit as she continued sucking his cock. She slid her wet finger back until it reached his formerly untouched puckered hole. She felt Spike’s whole body tense as her finger lightly grazed it. Taking her mouth off his cock momentarily she said, “Little girl’s still hungry, Daddy. You got something for her?” and with that she placed her mouth back on his cock and shoved her finger up his ass.

Spike felt his balls tighten and this unbelievable and incredible sensation from Buffy fingering his ass. He came almost instantly once she had thrust into him. He reached his hands down and held her head as he spurted off inside her mouth. He watched her swallow down his cum as he jerked and moaned.
“Oh God, baby…so good” he breathed out.

She gave him one last lick, then pulled his pants back up and tucked him in and fastened them before standing up herself.
“Now that’s what I call breakfast” she winked at him.
He pulled her close and kissed her. “The things you do to me, luv” he purred.

The phone rang interrupting them from their moment. Buffy moved away to answer it.
“Hello”
“Uhh..Is William there?” came Xander’s voice
“Uhh, yeah, Xander. Hang on” Buffy handed the phone to Spike.

“What’s up, mate?” Spike said into the receiver.
“Just checking on you since you never came back all day. You alright?” Xander questioned him.
“Yeah, we’re good” Spike answered.
“O.K. man…you coming home tonight or what?” Xander inquired.
“Not sure whelp. Maybe” Spike told him.
“Alright, well, just be careful” Xander said.
“Yes, Dad” Spike joked.
“Take care, son” Xander made his voice really low and deep, joking back.
“Bye, mate” Spike hung up the phone.

“He hates me, doesn’t he?” Buffy asked Spike as soon as he hung up from Xander.
“No, why would you think that?” Spike questioned.
“I can hear the hate in his voice when he talked to me and from before when I called and he yelled at me..” Buffy informed him.
Spike sighed. “Look, pet, he doesn’t hate you. He is just looking out for me. We’ve been mates a long time. He doesn’t want to see me hurt and so…” he began.
“And I’ve hurt you so he hates me” Buffy finished.
“He’ll come around, luv. Don’t worry” Spike pulled her into his arms.

“I don’t blame him. I hate me too for hurting you. If I haven’t said it enough, I’m so sorry” Buffy apologized.
“I know baby. I know” Spike stroked her hair.
“I promise I won’t lie again. I know that doesn’t hold much weight; my promises but I swear, William. I don’t want to lose you. I’ll be a good girl.” Buffy hugged him tight.
“Not too good of a girl though, right? Just a little bit naughty?” Spike said with a twinkle in his eye.
“Just a little bit” she grinned back at him.

Continued in Chapter 13- Promises