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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
20
Views:
10,457
Reviews:
66
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Taking a Ride
A/N: Chapter 14 of this story is coming soon. I am trying to finish both this story and Memory Redux in the next two or three weeks.
Also, in the Shades of Grey Awards, Memory Redux won Best Conventional Unique Plot and Future Written in Blood won the Runner-up Best Conventional Unique Plot. I really appreciate this category since I try very hard on the plots. I am so very thankful to Shades of Grey and to you reader that read and enjoy these stories.
Ok, on with the story.
*****
The night’s hunt was officially declared a success by the unlikely trio. Buffy was happy that the three of them had found and taken down five in total Eloquaws. Xander was flying high and had no problem bragging about taking out two of the five demons on his own. The Xan-Man was practically a Scottish berserker that night. In the meantime, Spike stood back with a smug look on his face, watching the whelp’s brag fest while he planned the next favor he was going to ask from the slayer.
As soon as Xander headed home, Buffy turned and stepped into Spike’s arms. “Ok, you have smug face. What’s the new favor?” Buffy didn’t bother hiding eageeagerness to hear Spike’s newest request.
“Easy, pet. Bring your cute, little arse to my crypt at three o’clock tomorrow afternoon.” He leaned over and kissed her lips before turning to leave, throwing back over his shoulder, “And bring a towel. A big one.”
“What?” Buffy had no idea what the vampire was talking about. “Spike! A towel? Why a towel?”
Spike turned to face her but continued, walking backwards. “Go home and rest, Slayer. You’ll need your strength tomorrow.”
“Damn pesky vamp,” Buffy grumped, but her words didn’t match her feelings. She was tingling in excitement and already impatient for tomorrow afternoon to arrive. Later in bed, Buffy laid awake, thinking of all the possibilities, all the fabulous things she could do with Spike that required a towel. Those delicious thoughts made the wait a little easier.
*****
Spike laughed when Buffy raced into his crypt at 2:30 the next afternoon. Raising an eyebrow at her attractively mussed appearance, he’d speculated the slayer would be early but not quite that early. ‘Ah, an eager slayer is a fun slayer. God, I hope there are hundreds of the Eloquaws out there to kill that he could trade for favors with this siren.’
Buffy knew she looked a fright from running so fast, but at least she still looked better than covered in demon gook, which Spike had seen on her more than one occasion. Actually, for a girl’s ego, anything was better than slime dripping off of her chin. Buffy would have felt better if she had known that Spike thought she looked gorgeous with flushed cheeks, messy hair and especially the big grin on her face. Trying to gather herself together after her mad dash from the Magic Box to the crypt, Buffy was still panting as she help up her towel as if it was a hard won Olympic gold medal. “Here’s my towel. So spill. What’s the favor this time?”
“Follow me and see, luv.” Spike gave her a smile that both excited her and made her worry about where they were headed.
Spike handed her a bright, battery-powered lantern, which she really didn’t want to know where he “acquired” it. Carrying a similar one himself, Spike lead Buffy through the sewers below Sunnydale, then farther out into the cave network. They both squeezed through a small, camouflaged opening into another network of caves that Buffy hadn’t even know existed. Finally, he led her into an enormous cavern with a large, elongated pool running down the center. Buffy lifted her lantern and stepped up the edge of the pool. “This is amazing and gorgeous. You have your very own private, indoor pool.”
He came up to stand next to her, replying in a low, sexy voice that sent sparks up her spine. “Glad you approve, pet.” The lanterns’ luminescence reflected off the water, causing a dance of light on the cavern’s walls. “The pool was formed by a hot spring some ways away. The water cools before flowing into this pool. Of course, it’s still very warm but cool enough for someone to swim. The water then flows out of the pool through another opening, finally making its way out into the sunlight.” Spike pointed to their right with his free hand towards the end of the . “. “But make sure you are careful of that end of the pool. That’s where the water flows eventually to a stream outside.”
“Got it. That’s the no swim zone.” Even though Buffy had a pretty good idea of the answer, she still asked her question. “Ok, cryptic guy, so what’s the favor?”
Spike set his lantern down so that he could properly wrap his arrounround her waist and pulled Buffy up against the length of his body. He leaned down and captured her mouth with his own, giving her a kiss that made her warm and fuzzy all over. But when he pulled back, Buffy saw a sparkle in his eyes that gave her that “uh oh” feeling.
“The favor, slayer, is for you to unwind while having swim with me.” With a smirk, he let go of her and took her lantern away. He set his lantern at one end of the pool and then hers at the other end.
Together the two lanterns illuminated the cavern much like candlelight at a romantic dinner, giving Buffy the feeling that she was here on a secret tryst with her forbidden lover. But that was true, wasn’t it? She was here with Spike, her lover, and they were secretly going to swim…Suddenly, Buffy came out of her stupor when she realized that there was a fly in the gourmet soup. “Ok…wait a minute, bottle blonde. You didn’t say bring a towel *and* a swim suit. You only said to bring a towel.”
“I know. So?” With a mischievous smirk and his scared eyebrow raised, Spike walked back until he was a few feet away from her.
Buffy put her hand on her hip and stood her ground. “Soooo, I will have to swim in my underwear or naked.”
“I personally vote for Choice B, as in the buff. I’ll even cheat and vote twice. Hell, I will stuff the bloody ballot box.” Spike tried for a leer, but just ended up grinning. This favor was better than he had even planned, and it had barely started.
“You’re such a perv.” Buffy accused, squinting her eyes at the vampire but was only half serious.
“Why? Because I want to see you naked? Then yeah, I’m a pervert. I can unlive with that.” Spike bent down and unlaced his boots and kicked them off. Once done, he tilted his head with a look that clearly challenged her to follow his lead.
Note toe to resist or even wanting to resist Spike’s challenge, the corners of Buffy’s mouth tilted up as she kicked off her shoes, making them both even in discarded items of clothing. Next Spike ran the tip of his tongue across his upper teeth before he removed his socks, which put the ball back into her court. Buffy took off her own socks, thinking how much watching his tongue made hot. ot. However, at first she thought she was going to die of embarrassment, but then as more of his clothes came off, all she wanted was to see more of his pale skin. Next their shirts were thrown to the side. ‘So far, so good,’ Spike was thinking, but the next part was a little iffy, and he was hoping for a little luck. Hell, a lot of luck. Next his pants ended up on the cavern’s floor. As Buffy playfully threw her shirt and hit Spike in the chest, realization hit Buffy hard. Spike was now naked, but she still had on her panties and bra.
“Ok, pet. It’s your turn to bare all.”
Considering Buffy’s mouth went dry looking at a naked Spike, it took her a couple of seconds to put the two letters of her answer together. “No.”
“No?” Spike was actually shocked at her answer. Everything had been going so well, and ‘No’ wasn’t in his plan. The slayer always took a challenge.
“It’s not my fault you don’t wear boxers or an undershirt. So I get to keep mine on.”
“Cheater.”
“Sick-o.” Buffy stuck her tongue out at him, and with a very unslayer like squeal, just barely dodged when he lunged at her. In an attempt to escape her amorous vampire, she dove into the pool before he could catch her. Spike dove in after her but came up empty handed. Then he snarled when she came up through the water to his right. The chase was on. Finally, when she was just about ready to be caught, Buffy stopped, allowing Spike to get close still out of reach. Both came to a standstill, treading water, each waiting for the other to make the next move, each enjoying the anticipation.
Never taking her hazel gaze off of Spike’s blue eyes, Buffy reached behind herself, unhooked her bra, took it off and tossed it out of the pool, earning a soft growl from Spike. “I am so not scared of you, blood breath.” Enjoying herself as she teased Spike, she next took her underwear off and tossed them out of the water, also. This time her strip tease earned a louder growl, especially since he knew she was now naked. The bones in his face shifted and eyes turned yellow. “Not scared? You should be. When I get a hold of you, I’m going to see just how tasty you are.” Spike grinned, making sure she got a good view of his fangs.
But Buffy wasn’t done playing yet. When he moved towards her, she swam backwards, always moving but not letting him shorten the distance between them.
*****
When Multok looked over at Shel, he rolled his eyes. “Ok, girl, let’s go explore a little and give the pair some privacy in their lover’s game.”
Shel’s cheeks were turning red, which was impressive since her natural color was blue, but she wasn’t embarrassed for the same reason she had been in the past. This time she was embarrassed because of how much she enjoyed watching Spike strip. Embarrassed but still looking. She kept the vampire in her sight as long as possible until she and Multok flew around a bend in the tunnel.
*****
Spike adored this playful side of the slayer and hoped to see it more in the future. However, all Spike wanted to do at the moment was get his hands on the little, blond tease. Not to mention dragging her out of the pool and kissing every inch of her body before driving himself into her core.
On one hand, Buffy wanted to tease Spike more. God knows, Spike loved to be the one who liked to dish out the teasing, and this payback tasted good to Buffy. But on the other hand, she was ready to go on to the second course of this erotic feast. Who was she kidding? She would take his hands on her body over teasing him any day.
A wolfish grin spread across Spike’s face when Buffy let him close the gap. As his finger tips finally brushed her arms, Buffy’ eyes opened wide but before she could even say Spike’s name, she went under the surface of the water. Thinking that she was still teasing him, he tread water and waited to see what she was going to do next. But when she didn’t come up for air anywhere in the pool, Spike noticed the current brushing across his legs, heading in the direction that Buffy had disappeared. ‘Bloody hell,’ Spike thought with horror. ‘No, no, no…’ He wanted to deny his suspicion, but he knew that neither of them noticed that Buffy got too close to the hole and was sucked out with the water towards the stream.
*****
TBC
As I said in the last Memory Redux chapter, if you want to join the list of people for notification of new chapters, just send me an email. There were a couple of address I lost, so if you don’t get a notification, feel free to say, “Hey, you forgot me.” I’m actually organized now. : )
And I would love reviews!!
Dana (MadRod)
madrog@ev1.net
Also, in the Shades of Grey Awards, Memory Redux won Best Conventional Unique Plot and Future Written in Blood won the Runner-up Best Conventional Unique Plot. I really appreciate this category since I try very hard on the plots. I am so very thankful to Shades of Grey and to you reader that read and enjoy these stories.
Ok, on with the story.
*****
The night’s hunt was officially declared a success by the unlikely trio. Buffy was happy that the three of them had found and taken down five in total Eloquaws. Xander was flying high and had no problem bragging about taking out two of the five demons on his own. The Xan-Man was practically a Scottish berserker that night. In the meantime, Spike stood back with a smug look on his face, watching the whelp’s brag fest while he planned the next favor he was going to ask from the slayer.
As soon as Xander headed home, Buffy turned and stepped into Spike’s arms. “Ok, you have smug face. What’s the new favor?” Buffy didn’t bother hiding eageeagerness to hear Spike’s newest request.
“Easy, pet. Bring your cute, little arse to my crypt at three o’clock tomorrow afternoon.” He leaned over and kissed her lips before turning to leave, throwing back over his shoulder, “And bring a towel. A big one.”
“What?” Buffy had no idea what the vampire was talking about. “Spike! A towel? Why a towel?”
Spike turned to face her but continued, walking backwards. “Go home and rest, Slayer. You’ll need your strength tomorrow.”
“Damn pesky vamp,” Buffy grumped, but her words didn’t match her feelings. She was tingling in excitement and already impatient for tomorrow afternoon to arrive. Later in bed, Buffy laid awake, thinking of all the possibilities, all the fabulous things she could do with Spike that required a towel. Those delicious thoughts made the wait a little easier.
*****
Spike laughed when Buffy raced into his crypt at 2:30 the next afternoon. Raising an eyebrow at her attractively mussed appearance, he’d speculated the slayer would be early but not quite that early. ‘Ah, an eager slayer is a fun slayer. God, I hope there are hundreds of the Eloquaws out there to kill that he could trade for favors with this siren.’
Buffy knew she looked a fright from running so fast, but at least she still looked better than covered in demon gook, which Spike had seen on her more than one occasion. Actually, for a girl’s ego, anything was better than slime dripping off of her chin. Buffy would have felt better if she had known that Spike thought she looked gorgeous with flushed cheeks, messy hair and especially the big grin on her face. Trying to gather herself together after her mad dash from the Magic Box to the crypt, Buffy was still panting as she help up her towel as if it was a hard won Olympic gold medal. “Here’s my towel. So spill. What’s the favor this time?”
“Follow me and see, luv.” Spike gave her a smile that both excited her and made her worry about where they were headed.
Spike handed her a bright, battery-powered lantern, which she really didn’t want to know where he “acquired” it. Carrying a similar one himself, Spike lead Buffy through the sewers below Sunnydale, then farther out into the cave network. They both squeezed through a small, camouflaged opening into another network of caves that Buffy hadn’t even know existed. Finally, he led her into an enormous cavern with a large, elongated pool running down the center. Buffy lifted her lantern and stepped up the edge of the pool. “This is amazing and gorgeous. You have your very own private, indoor pool.”
He came up to stand next to her, replying in a low, sexy voice that sent sparks up her spine. “Glad you approve, pet.” The lanterns’ luminescence reflected off the water, causing a dance of light on the cavern’s walls. “The pool was formed by a hot spring some ways away. The water cools before flowing into this pool. Of course, it’s still very warm but cool enough for someone to swim. The water then flows out of the pool through another opening, finally making its way out into the sunlight.” Spike pointed to their right with his free hand towards the end of the . “. “But make sure you are careful of that end of the pool. That’s where the water flows eventually to a stream outside.”
“Got it. That’s the no swim zone.” Even though Buffy had a pretty good idea of the answer, she still asked her question. “Ok, cryptic guy, so what’s the favor?”
Spike set his lantern down so that he could properly wrap his arrounround her waist and pulled Buffy up against the length of his body. He leaned down and captured her mouth with his own, giving her a kiss that made her warm and fuzzy all over. But when he pulled back, Buffy saw a sparkle in his eyes that gave her that “uh oh” feeling.
“The favor, slayer, is for you to unwind while having swim with me.” With a smirk, he let go of her and took her lantern away. He set his lantern at one end of the pool and then hers at the other end.
Together the two lanterns illuminated the cavern much like candlelight at a romantic dinner, giving Buffy the feeling that she was here on a secret tryst with her forbidden lover. But that was true, wasn’t it? She was here with Spike, her lover, and they were secretly going to swim…Suddenly, Buffy came out of her stupor when she realized that there was a fly in the gourmet soup. “Ok…wait a minute, bottle blonde. You didn’t say bring a towel *and* a swim suit. You only said to bring a towel.”
“I know. So?” With a mischievous smirk and his scared eyebrow raised, Spike walked back until he was a few feet away from her.
Buffy put her hand on her hip and stood her ground. “Soooo, I will have to swim in my underwear or naked.”
“I personally vote for Choice B, as in the buff. I’ll even cheat and vote twice. Hell, I will stuff the bloody ballot box.” Spike tried for a leer, but just ended up grinning. This favor was better than he had even planned, and it had barely started.
“You’re such a perv.” Buffy accused, squinting her eyes at the vampire but was only half serious.
“Why? Because I want to see you naked? Then yeah, I’m a pervert. I can unlive with that.” Spike bent down and unlaced his boots and kicked them off. Once done, he tilted his head with a look that clearly challenged her to follow his lead.
Note toe to resist or even wanting to resist Spike’s challenge, the corners of Buffy’s mouth tilted up as she kicked off her shoes, making them both even in discarded items of clothing. Next Spike ran the tip of his tongue across his upper teeth before he removed his socks, which put the ball back into her court. Buffy took off her own socks, thinking how much watching his tongue made hot. ot. However, at first she thought she was going to die of embarrassment, but then as more of his clothes came off, all she wanted was to see more of his pale skin. Next their shirts were thrown to the side. ‘So far, so good,’ Spike was thinking, but the next part was a little iffy, and he was hoping for a little luck. Hell, a lot of luck. Next his pants ended up on the cavern’s floor. As Buffy playfully threw her shirt and hit Spike in the chest, realization hit Buffy hard. Spike was now naked, but she still had on her panties and bra.
“Ok, pet. It’s your turn to bare all.”
Considering Buffy’s mouth went dry looking at a naked Spike, it took her a couple of seconds to put the two letters of her answer together. “No.”
“No?” Spike was actually shocked at her answer. Everything had been going so well, and ‘No’ wasn’t in his plan. The slayer always took a challenge.
“It’s not my fault you don’t wear boxers or an undershirt. So I get to keep mine on.”
“Cheater.”
“Sick-o.” Buffy stuck her tongue out at him, and with a very unslayer like squeal, just barely dodged when he lunged at her. In an attempt to escape her amorous vampire, she dove into the pool before he could catch her. Spike dove in after her but came up empty handed. Then he snarled when she came up through the water to his right. The chase was on. Finally, when she was just about ready to be caught, Buffy stopped, allowing Spike to get close still out of reach. Both came to a standstill, treading water, each waiting for the other to make the next move, each enjoying the anticipation.
Never taking her hazel gaze off of Spike’s blue eyes, Buffy reached behind herself, unhooked her bra, took it off and tossed it out of the pool, earning a soft growl from Spike. “I am so not scared of you, blood breath.” Enjoying herself as she teased Spike, she next took her underwear off and tossed them out of the water, also. This time her strip tease earned a louder growl, especially since he knew she was now naked. The bones in his face shifted and eyes turned yellow. “Not scared? You should be. When I get a hold of you, I’m going to see just how tasty you are.” Spike grinned, making sure she got a good view of his fangs.
But Buffy wasn’t done playing yet. When he moved towards her, she swam backwards, always moving but not letting him shorten the distance between them.
*****
When Multok looked over at Shel, he rolled his eyes. “Ok, girl, let’s go explore a little and give the pair some privacy in their lover’s game.”
Shel’s cheeks were turning red, which was impressive since her natural color was blue, but she wasn’t embarrassed for the same reason she had been in the past. This time she was embarrassed because of how much she enjoyed watching Spike strip. Embarrassed but still looking. She kept the vampire in her sight as long as possible until she and Multok flew around a bend in the tunnel.
*****
Spike adored this playful side of the slayer and hoped to see it more in the future. However, all Spike wanted to do at the moment was get his hands on the little, blond tease. Not to mention dragging her out of the pool and kissing every inch of her body before driving himself into her core.
On one hand, Buffy wanted to tease Spike more. God knows, Spike loved to be the one who liked to dish out the teasing, and this payback tasted good to Buffy. But on the other hand, she was ready to go on to the second course of this erotic feast. Who was she kidding? She would take his hands on her body over teasing him any day.
A wolfish grin spread across Spike’s face when Buffy let him close the gap. As his finger tips finally brushed her arms, Buffy’ eyes opened wide but before she could even say Spike’s name, she went under the surface of the water. Thinking that she was still teasing him, he tread water and waited to see what she was going to do next. But when she didn’t come up for air anywhere in the pool, Spike noticed the current brushing across his legs, heading in the direction that Buffy had disappeared. ‘Bloody hell,’ Spike thought with horror. ‘No, no, no…’ He wanted to deny his suspicion, but he knew that neither of them noticed that Buffy got too close to the hole and was sucked out with the water towards the stream.
*****
TBC
As I said in the last Memory Redux chapter, if you want to join the list of people for notification of new chapters, just send me an email. There were a couple of address I lost, so if you don’t get a notification, feel free to say, “Hey, you forgot me.” I’m actually organized now. : )
And I would love reviews!!
Dana (MadRod)
madrog@ev1.net