All the Way and Then Some

Thanks to Cheysma (glad to hear it), MarzBar (always good to hear from you. I really don’t know why the writers decided that Buffy would be afraid of Willow of all people, letting her totally take over and still keep her mother’s room), Danielle (thanks =) I was trying to stay true to the character as well), and Stacy (well, I was hoping she wasn’t as bitchy, but she wouldn’t be Buffy if she was full of happiness and love. And did you mean you wanted to hear more about the virgin theory? It’s very much possible).

As for Anon, well, thank you for sharing your identity. And I’d also like to say that I was not fishing for compliments, and that people who read this and like it DO NOT always review. It’s very important for all writer’s to receive constructive criticism as well as compliments, for we are our worst critics.


“Blue Sky Research”


Spike, not wanting to wait until dusk and wanting to catch Buffy completely off guard, he took to the tunnels at 8 and was at Buffy’s before eight thirty. Hoping that the kitchen door was unlocked (and it was), he ran up to it with his smoking blanket, rushed inside, threw off the blanket, smoothed his hair, and acted as if everything was hunky dory.

“So. What’s for breakfast?” Spike asked to a startled Buffy and a dumbfounded Willow.

“Spike. What are you doing here? Um, so early I mean?” Buffy asked with a nervous chuckle. Spike arched his eyebrow at her, semi leering at her.

“Just out for an early stroll, luv. Thought I’d stop by. And, I’m missing my lighter. Thought I might’ve left it here.”

“You know, I’m kinda tired. Buffy, can you finish this? Thanks.” Willow said, looking tired as ever before leaving the room. Buffy looked worried as Willow left her alone with Spike. This amused him.

“Is uh, everything alright luv? You look a bit scared.”

“I’m just fine Spike. And how about you? You look a bit singed.” She said, hand on hip. Spike gave a small chuckle as he advanced upon her with the grace of a jungle cat. Buffy looked nervous.

“Yea. I get all burned and hot around you, baby. I imagine you simply drip puddles around me, huh?” Buffy swallowed as he grabbed her hips, bringing her pelvis flush against his. Buffy emitted shallow pants as she felt his hardness against her. God, why am I so easy around him? She vaguely thought.

“Spike, I- ”

“You know, you look absolutely gorgeous when you’re aroused Buffy.” He whispered in her ear as he ground into her.

“We, we shouldn’t. Not here, Spi- ”

“Then where, Buff? Where would you like to- ”

“Spike, still trying to mac on Buffy? When are you going to wake up and smell the coffee?” At the sound of Xander’s sarcastic, disapproving tone of voice, Buffy (feebly) pushed Spike away. Spike merely smirked at Harris’ obliviousness to what was going on and the irony of his statement as Buffy attempted to compose herself.

“Well, you know Spike. So Xander, why are you here so early exactly?” Buffy asked, stepping away from Spike and walking towards Xander.

“Here to pick up Dawnie. For school, remember?”

“Um, yea! Completely remember. Spike, you can let yourself out, right?” Buffy said lightly as she escorted Xander out, all the while knowing he wasn’t actually going to leave; all the while knowing that she really didn’t want him to leave. She didn’t know what was going to happen or what she wanted to happen for that matter. Unfortunately, she never got to figure that out. Just as Xander and Dawn departed, the social worker (who Buffy completely forgot about) arrived. And there goes my quality time with Spike she thought as the woman barged into her home. Buffy hated the way Ms. Kroger pronounced her name. Miss Summers. She thought the woman was trying awful hard to make her seem like a child. And just as she turned around, there sat Spike, waiting patiently for once. Buffy attempted to not notice the gi-normous bulge his hand was not so casually resting upon.

“So we gonna sort this thing out or what?” He asked, completely ignoring the other woman.

“Um, Spike, you remember this nice lady from social services, right?”

“Oh, right.” Spike said, immediately getting into his “responsible” role. “Buffy’s a great mom. She takes good care of her lil’ sis. Like when Dawn wasn’t doing so well in school, she got her a tutor.” Well, more like Willow, but she was wicked smart and helping Dawn out at the time.

“Oh. That sounds lovely.” The woman from social services said sounding genuinely pleased. “And does your boyfriend live here Miss Summers?” She asked as she turned to Buffy. Buffy’s eyes grew wide.

“Live here? Uh, no! Just me and Dawnie live here.” Spike smirked as she didn’t deny the fact that he was her boyfriend.

“And you, Mr. uh…” Spike stood up and quickly grasped her hand, kissing it lightly.

“Please, call me William.” The woman visibly blushed. Buffy felt her temper flare.

“William. This is Mrs. Kroger. Or is it Ms.?” She asked attempting to sound sincere. Ms. Kroger didn’t take a second glance at her.

“Please, William. Call me Doris. So, what do you do?” Spike looked almost bashful. Buffy crossed her arms tightly. Calm down. It’s just an act. Spike is just doing a helluva an acting job. All for Doris… Buffy thought derisively.

“Well, Doris. I happen to run my own shop. Ever heard of the Magic Box? It’s quite lovely.”

“My, my, William. Well, do you- ”

“Okay. SO, are we all done here? It’s going to be a busy day for William and me. Work, work, work. Busy as bees.” Buffy said, interrupting.

“Now, Buffy, luv. It’s not nice to interrupt people while they’re having meaningful conversations.” He said, giving her a mock disapproving look. “But Doris, I’m afraid she’s quite right. The early bird catches the worm and all that.” He said to her, giving Kroger a heartwarming smile.

“Well, I suppose we’re done here. But Miss Summers, do be sure to stay on Dawn about those grades. And you are looking for employment, correct?”

“Tried to get her to work for me, but she’s just too proud. Actually, she was planning on job hunting today, weren’t you luv?” Buffy just nodded.

“Well, okay. And there will be another checkup in about a month. Someone will call you from the office. Good day, Miss Summers. William.” She said sweetly as he opened the door for her. He grasped her hand again, and gave it another light kiss.

“Pleasure to meet you… Doris.” Spike said, almost forgetting her name.

“And you… Goodbye.” Doris said, with the biggest smile she ever had in a long while.

“‘Pleasure to meet you, Doris.’ Boy, you certainly made her decade.” Buffy said chock full of sarcasm after he closed the door.

“Jealous, luv?” Spike said with that self satisfied grin of his as he approached her. “Need uh, some special attention, do you?” He said, placing his hands on her hips before letting them slide around back to her ass. After squeezing her ass tightly, a shocked gasp escaped her lips when he surprised her by smacking her left cheek. She involuntarily clutched herself to him. The look in her eyes screamed desire and “take me now.” So Spike kissed her hungrily, pulling her flush against him. Buffy kissed him back with equal fervor. He broke the kiss and greedily began kissing at her neck and on her pulse point. Buffy didn’t seem to mind at all, for all she did was make loud gasping noises as she held his head to her.

“Uh! Spike!” She gasped out before pushing him forcibly to the floor. He shocked, unsure of her intentions. Maybe I pushed her too far. The Buffy practically leapt upon him, and immediately began kissing and biting at his neck as her hands worked on unbuckling his belt and unzipping his jeans. Spike groaned as he reached for her zipper as well. Frustrated at how awkward it was to get to her because of the jeans, he quickly flipped them over with a low growl. He eagerly divested her of her jeans and panties. After freeing himself completely, he hovered over her as she looked at him. Feeling quite impatient, she grasped him in her hand and pulled him towards her center. He hissed at the contact, but plunged into her nevertheless. She cried out.

Buffy grabbed his shoulders as he slowly rocked inside of her. Bracing himself on one hand, he used his free one to trace her agape mouth. She sucked his finger inside with a “mmm.” His slow, steady thrusts escalated into fast, deep, pumps. Buffy moved her hands from his shoulders down to his ass, pulling him to her as she thrust her pelvis upward. She got so excited, she became unaware of her gasps and pants turning into very loud screams. She clawed at his jean clad ass and leather clad back, feeling ever so close and yet so far away. Spike, knowing what she desperately wanted, massaged her clit with the finger wetted by her own mouth and started kissing her neck again. He knew it was one of her favorite spots. She wrapped her bare legs around him as she spiraled out of control, all the while screaming incoherent words. Spike, with one final, deep thrust, came with a roar. He collapsed on top of her as she held him to her. Her legs lay limp, and felt as if they lost all of their feeling. Her toes too. She wiggled them experimentally.

“Well, that’s a helluva way to start the day, huh- ”

“Oh god! Spike! What have you done? Did you put some sort of spell on her! Buffy, are you alright?” Willow said from the hallway, unsure of whether to get closer or not.

“Oh shit.” Buffy muttered as she covered her eyes. “Yea, Spike. Helluva way to start the day.”

A/N: "gi-normous" is a totally made up word combining gigantic and enormous, and sorry for the spelling errors for the last chapter. I don't have a beta, and tried really hard on this one to fix it. Thanks for reading ;)