London Calling

OK... someone still has questions over Spike drinking whiskey. I will answer this one final time, and I hope that will be sufficient. Sorry for the rant... I just spend a lot of time on this fic, and it bothers me when people ask silly questions. Again, if you don't care to read my diatribe, just scroll down to the fic. And to those of you who have been reviewing me... I LOVE YOU! :)

"People don't usually acquire a taste for whisky until well past their early twenties and, besides which, Spike is English so he'd be unlikely to have been introduced to whiskey unless he has a friend who's Irish. He's much more likely to drink beer - either bitter or lager. Bitter, of course, is more manly but hard to find in the US. I think in the US he'd drink Sam Adams."

Spike drinks hard liquor on BTVS. I can reference several episodes in which he HAS done this, including Lover's Walk - Spike drinks for nearly the entire episode, Life Serial - Spike and Buffy drink out Spike's flask, and Seeing Red - Spike adds liquor to his blood. I'm sure there are MANY other episodes where Spike drinks as well. As to the idea that people don't drink whiskey until well past their early twenties, that is preposterous. Maybe "William" didn't drink whiskey, but Spike was with his Irish "friend" Angelus for well over a century after being turned. I myself am a college student living in a college town. I know FAR too many people who drink whiskey and they are ALL in their early twenties. I hope this answers your question.

On To The Fic!

Chapter 16


"Wasn't that just the most BEAUTIFUL ceremony?" Harmony gushed, digging into her chicken.

Buffy shook her head in amusement.

For once I'm actually inclined to agree with her...

"It really was." Buffy replied, sipping at her white wine spritzer.

The whole thing had gone off without a hitch, much to everyone's immense relief. There had been one SLIGHT glitch, however. Xander and Anya had written their own vows, and while Xander's had been short and endearingly sweet, Anya's had trailed on and on. Her speech hadludeluded such hilarious highlights as "I will honor and cherish your penis" and "I vow to give you at least three blow jobs a week". The crowd had roared with laughter, and Buffy'd never seen her brother turn so many shades of red... or ever look so happy.

She looked across the room to where the new bride and groom sat, snuggling and feeding each other little bites of food. Despite her best efforts to be sickened at such a lovey-dovey display from her brother, she couldn't help but smile. How wonderful for them to have found each other. In a whole world of people, they'd managed the impossible. They'd found THE ONE.

Speaking of The One...

She searched the room until she spotted Spike. He was lifting up Anya's cousin Jordy so that he could swipe a fingerful of icing off the top of the wedding cake.

She sighed happily.

That good looking AND great with kids.

Setting the boy down, he ruffled his hair and sent him on his way. Glancing around to see if anyone was looking, he quickly turned and swiped some of the icing for himself.

Buffy laughed.

God, she loved him so much.

She stood up and made her way over to him.

It was time that they had a little talk.


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"Ungh! Spike!"

Buffy's head slammed back against the closet door as Spike pounded into her.

She'd brought him in here to talk... Really. Absolutely the best of intentions. Was it her fault that he'd looked so good in that suit she'd had to jump him as soon as they'd gotten in the room?

"Oh Fuck, Buffy... Better every time..." He sucked at her nipple through the thin silk of her dress.

She gave a heady moan and squeezed her legs tightly around his waist.

"Please, please, please..."

Wrapping his free hand in her hair, he yanked her lips to his for a voracious kiss.

Sucking his bottom lip into her mouth, she gave it a fierce bite.

"Christ!" He barked out, slamming her back against the door with the force of his thrusts.

"Oh. Oh! OH!" Buffy shouted, gripping his shoulders with her fingernails hard enough to leave crescent-shaped indentas.
s.

His eyes rolled back. "Buffy, God... Please... Come for me."

She brought one of her handshis his mouth. He sucked in her fingers, and moaned. Pulling her hand out, she dragged it down between their bodies and forcefully began to rub herself.

He growled deep in his throat as he came. "Buffy... you're perfect. You're mine... only mine."

Clenching around him, she cried out as her orgasm hit her full force.

I love you, She thought to herself. I love you, I love you, I love you...

Both panting heavily, they sank to the floor in a tangled heap.

"Well," Buffy gasped out. "I'm glad we had this talk."

"Buffy..." Spike started, turning her in his arms to face him.

She looked up into his eyes questioningly.

Trying to convey in his look all the feeling he felt for her, began again. "There's something I want to tell you. I lo-"

"Uh... guys?" A timid voice questioned.

Spike groaned and banged his head against door.

Buffy smiled. "What is it, Willow?"

"Just wanted to let you know that Xander and Anya are about to cut the cake. Something tells me you won't wanna miss this."

"We'll be out in a sec, OK? Try not to let Xander eat it all before we get out there." Buffy said, standing.

"You got it." Willow replied before heading back into the reception hall.

Buffy shook out her dress and smoothed her hair.

"Oh shit!" She cried, looking down at the bodice of gowngown.

"What is it, sweetheart?" Spike asked, concern evident in his tone.

Buffy ed hed her lip out at him. "Oh, nothing. It just looks like I've been LACTATING, that's all!" She said, pointing at the very noticable wet spot over her nipple.

He smirked at her. "I dunno. I think it looks sexy."

Buffy rolled her eyes. "That's because you're a huge perv." Scrubbing at the front of her dress with her hand, she sighed. "Goddamnit! I can't go out there like this! What am I gonna do?"

Spike shrugged himself out of his jacket and placed it over her shoulders. "Here you go."

Pulling the coat around herself, she looked up at him gratefully. "Thank you." She whispered.

"No problem, kitten." He tucked her hair behind her ears and kissed the tip of her nose.

Gazing down into her eyes, he felt his heart swell. He had to tell her. Now. "Buffy, I-"

She tugged herself out of his arms and opened up the d


"C'mon, Spikey." She said, giggling. "I don't wanna miss the cake."

Smoothing a hand through his mussed hair, he sighed. "Right."

Taking his hand, thade ade their way into the reception hall together.

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