Nocturnal Bravura

Spike got back to the mansion and placed Buffy on the bed. He walked over to the large claw foot bath tub in there bedroom and began to run hot water into it. He walked over to Buffy and took off her clothes. Spike carried her over to the tub and placed her inside. He cleaned off the dirt and washed her hair. Spike rinsed off the vanilla scented bubble bath he made his minions go and nick every time they ran low. Not that it mattered to Buffy. Spike always got it because that’s what she used to get when she was alive. He liked the way it smelled on her. He dried her off and placed a new gown on her.



Spike got her some blood from the bag this time. It would be too challenging for her to try to feed. Experience had taught him that. Finally he tucked them into bed. As always Buffy crawled in top of him and curled up on his chest. Spike held her tight remembering the first time she ever did that.





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FLASHBACK



Lizzie woke up feeling like someone was in the room. She opened her eyes and saw Spike standing over her bed.



“Spike?!” She exclaimed.



Spike was standing there just looking down.



“Spike?” Lizzie questioned he looked so lost.



“When did you get back? You weren’t suppose to come back until after the New Year?” Lizzie said pulling him toward the bed.



Spike nodded.



“I know, it’s just that.... Lizzie things are changing. They are changing so fast. ” Spike whispered.



“Spike I don’t understand.” Lizzie said.



“Everything was going great so normal. Now I find out that.. there are things out there..evil things and I’m suppose to..fate..destiny..all this time my Da knew and....” Spike began to shake.



Lizzie held him tight.



Spike pulled away from her suddenly.



Lizzie stared into his eyes.



“I love you.” He whispered.



Lizzie began to cry.



“I don’t have much time. I need you to know I love you. Have from the first moment I saw you.” Spike choked.



“Spike you’re scaring me. Are you in trouble? Are you leaving Sunnydale? Are you leaving me?” Lizzie asked fearful.



“God, no Lizzie. I’ll never leave you.” Spike cried.



“You’re the only thing that makes sense to me right now.” Spike whispered.



“Talk to me then.” Lizzie begged.



“I can’t say anything not yet.” Spike said quietly.



Lizzie touched his cheek.



“It’s o.k.” Lizzie soothed.



“Can we rest now Lizzie?” Spike asked putting his head on her chest.



Lizzie pulled him down onto her bed. She held him to her stroking his arm.



“Spike?” Lizzie asked.



Spike looked up at her.



“I love you too.” She whispered.



Spike raised his head and kissed her deeply. He raised his hand to her face cradling as his lips danced on top of her. Slowly sensually.



Lizzie moaned.



“You’re my light Lizzie.” He whispered in her ear licking it lightly.



“None of it matters, nothing makes sense without you.” Spike said.



Lizzie allowed him to kiss her again. Lizzie had never been drunk before but she thought this is what it must have felt like. Spike’s lips brushed across her collarbone.



“Lizzie?” Spike asked.



Lizzie looked in his eyes.



“Are you my girl?” He asked



Lizzie smiled as a tear rolled down her eye.



Spike lovingly wiped it off.



“Always.” She whispered.



Spike kissed her hard. Lizzie held him tightly her arms rubbed his back touching any part of him she could.



She pulled away from him her hands skimming the bottom of his shirt. She pulled it up and over his head. She looked at him for a moment then crossed her arms in front of her and pulled off her nightie.



Spike’s eyes clouded with desire. His hands shook as he reached out his finger tips grazed her sides. Then up to her breast. He cupped them her eyes still locked on hers. Spike dipped his head and flicked her nipple with his tongue. Lizzie gasped as his mouth wrapped around her breast. Lizzie’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she fell back wards onto her bed. Spike continued his tender onslaught. He moved from one mound to the other he sucked on one while gently playing with the other. Lizzie stared it her ceiling in complete ecstasy.



She felt Spike’s hands reach down her body hooking the sides of her panties. Lizzie raised up helping him slip them off. Spike began to place kisses down her stomach he continued down feeling her soft nether hair tickle his nose. He kissed her hip bone and then the inside of her thighs.



He raised his head and looked at Lizzie.



“Can I taste you?” He asked.



Lizzie nodded looking up at the ceiling.



“No.” Spike said.



Lizzie looked down at him.



“Watch me. I want to see what I do to you.” Spike said.



Spike dipped his head down and gave her a long lick. Lizzie shuttered trying her best to keep her eyes on Spike. Spike spread her lips and did it again still watching Lizzie. Lizzie bit her lip arching her back. Spike swirled his tongue around licking her drinking her juices as they continue to seep out of her. Lizzie felt something building inside of her.



“Spike..I don’t know..” Lizzie panted.



Spike latched his mouth around her clitoris. Lizzie gasped nearly screaming. She began to shimmy against his mouth. Spike sucked her slowly then hard. He released her clit and stuck his tongue inside her whole rubbing his nose against her clit keeping up the friction. Again he latched onto her clit.



Lizzie moaned something awoke inside of her. Almost primitive. She laughed shocking Spike for a moment. It was not her normal giggle. It was illicit, naughty.



“Hmmm, that feels so good.” She panted.



Spike groaned sucking harder on her. Lizzie rolled her hips into Spike’s mouth. Spike watched her for a moment. Lizzie bit her fingertip smiling enjoying the sensation. She laughed again the same wicked laugh.



“My girl’s got a naughty streak.” He thought



Lizzie’s eyes rolled to the back of her head again.



“Oh God.” She moaned



She began to quake and tremble.



She gasped loudly as her juices shot into Spike’s mouth. Lizzie bucked holding his shoulders trying to regain control of her body. Spike continued to until she calmed.



Lizzie looked down at him panting she reached out to him. Spike crawled up wiping his mouth before he kissed her. Lizzie ran her hands down his arms. Lizzie hands found the button of his jeans she lip the button out of the hole then unzipped them. Lizzie pushed his jeans down his hips using her legs to pull them all the way down. Spike shifted kicking them off.



He was progressively more and more shocked by Lizzie’s lack of shyness. He knew he was the more experienced of the two. Lizzie had confided long ago her fear that she would not measure up if they became heavily involved because she was a virgin. Spike told her he had only been with Drucilla but she showed him things that he was sure would make a sex therapist blush . Lizzie approached this activity with such confidence and zeal.



“Lizzie, I didn’t bring any..” Spike confessed.



Lizzie smiled.



“I’m on the pill.” Lizzie said.



He looked at her confused.



“What when?” Spike asked.



“The two weeks before you left.” Lizzie said.



Suddenly shy scared Lizzie was back.



“See I didn’t have any money for Christmas presents and wanted to give you something special.” Lizzie whispered.



She gazed at Spike and smiled.



“I wanted to give you me.” Lizzie said.



Lizzie felt a splash of water hit her chest she looked up and saw Spike’s tears fall out of his eyes.



“I’m not scared.” Lizzie said.



“Are you sure Luv?” He asked.



Lizzie nodded.



Spike kissed her again.



“I think it will hurt.” Spike whispered.



Lizzie nodded.



“Do it quick.” Lizzie instructed.



Spike took a deep breath and thrust into her. She covered Lizzie mouth with his. Lizzie squeezed her eyes tight. Spike pulled away and waited. She let out a few long deep breaths.



“Are you o.k. Luv?” Spike asked kissing her cheek. Lizzie responded by rolling her hips testing the tightness of her walls around him. Spike began to pump in and out of her.



“You feel so good Lizzie.” He groaned.



“So do you. I never want you to leave.” Lizzie said kissing him.



She licked the inside of Spike’s mouth. Spike did the same. They covered each other in messy kisses.



Spike finally felt like he could let see everything , his fear, frustration, pain, anger.



Lizzie watch him fascinated. Spike’s blue eyes conveyed power.



“All mine Lizzie. Bloody no body else’s you understand!” Spike said pulling her head back glaring into her eyes.



“Mine!” Spike said thrusting into her hard.



Lizzie nodded she grabbed the back of Spike’s hair as well. Spike grinned wickedly.



“Mine!” Lizzie commanded.



Spike nodded slamming into her.



“Yours.” He obeyed.



“Yours” Lizzie panted.



Lizzie’s eyes got wide.



“Spike!” She whimpered.



“Lizzie!” He cried at the same time.



They both found their release. Neither of them spoke for a long time. Neither felt ashamed of the dark side they had awoken in each other. Spike rolled over and Lizzie crawled on top of him. She curled her tiny body in on him. Spike wrapped his arms around her. He waited until she fell asleep before he allowed himself to drift off.



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Spike looked at the girl on top of him. Even back then no one knew how much they understood each other. How much they needed each other. No one knew.



“Right Brother like you could take care of her? Try again Wanker.” He thought.



Buffy murmured. Spike closed his eyes. Sometimes he could catch her... He would get her in between sleep and awake....



“Lizzie are you my girl?” He whispered into her ear.



Buffy rubbed her cheek against his chest.



“Always..” She breathed out.



Spike smiled.



No one knew......





For the readers rooting for William you may think. What William got a scarf and a bracelet and Spike gets this??? Well again there is a reason for why I did what I did. Way... (Sorry yes it is way) later you will hear the reason from Lizzie herself. Trust me there will be ALOT of William/Buffy l (again I’m sorry waaay) later.