Coo Coo Ca-Choo

It was the end of the school year for Spike and Xander. The residence halls were closed to those not registered for classes for the summer session. With no home for 3 months and not wanting to return to Sunnydale and their parents, Anya and Buffy each asked their respective partner to stay with them.

Anya, not one to lift a finger for manual labor sent a mover to take Xander’s belongings to her place while Spike and Buffy opted to moved him themselves. Xander had already been moved out and they were alone packing up Spike’s things.

Buffy was putting things into boxes and as she finished, Spike was carrying them down to her car. Buffy watched him as he came back in the room. He pullis tis t-shirt, wet with sweat, over his head and slung it over his shoulder, then grabbed a bottle of water sitting on the floor and drank it down in big gulps. She watched as his adams apple bobbed as he swallowed the liquid then looked down to his chisled chest covered in sweat. She felt a pool of liquid rush to her groin at the intoxicating sight before her.
In mid-swallow, Spike felt her eyes on him and looked over in her direction. He brought the bottle down and his mouth moved into a sly grin. She actually blushed to be caught staring at him. Spike sauntered over, coming to a stop right in front of her.

“See something you like, luv?” he questioned her.
“Uh Huh” Buffy licked her lips.

The beds were still in the room as they belonged to the dorm but they had already removed all the bed linens. Oh, well, they both thought as they smiled at each other.
Spike grabbed ahold of Buffy’s arms and pushed her back into one of the beds attacking her mouth with his own at the same time.

They both fell in a mass of limbs onto the bare mattress. Spike ripped Buffy’s shirt in his haste to get it off.
“Sorry!” he told her.
“Don’t worry about it...just fuck me” Buffy fumbled with the zipper on his jeans.
“Your wish is my command” Spike replied.

Buffy tugged her own sweat pants down and kicked them off.
“No panties, today?” Spike grinned.
Buffy just smiled and batted her eyelashes coyly.
“Naughty naughty girl” Spike said as he gave her a little smack on her ass.

Spike leaned down and sucked one of her rosy nipples into his mouth. The taut peak became even harder with his ministrations. He rolled the other nipple between his thumb and middle finger of one hand while his other hand slipped down between Buffy’s legs.
He flicked her clit as he passed by it then inserted two fingers into her very wet pussy.

“Kitty’s ready to play” he murmured.
“Ohhh..Spike....please...” Buffy moaned.
“What do you want, Buffy?” Spike said huskily.
“You...I want you.” Buffy answered.
“What part of me?” Spike goaded her.
“All of you...ohh..now..your cock..please...”Buffy writhed underneath him.
“Where do you want my cock, Buffy?” Spike teased her.
“Oh Jesus Spike...stop teasing me. I need your cock in my pussy right now.” Buffy raised her voice.
“Such a bossy chit you are, pet” Spike responded.

“This cock, Buffy?” Spike asked as he rubbed the head of his shaft up and down her slit, not actually entering her.
“YES! That’s the one!” Buffy panted.
“How bad do you want it, Buffy?” Spike continued teasing her.
“THIS bad!” Buffy grabbed his ass cheeks and pressed him into her, slamming his cock deep into her pussy.
“Unnnnnnghhh......Christ, Buffy!” Spike exclaimed.
“Ohhhh yes! That’s it...so big...mmmmmmmm” Buffy said.

Spike withdrew and then thrust back in, hard. Very hard. Buffy raised her hips, thrusting up into his downstrokes. Spike rested his head in the crook of her neck as he fucked her into the mattress. Buffy kneaded his back muscles and ass, encouraging him to go harder and deeper.

“Oh...fuck..Buffy...so God damn good...love your pussy...so tight...so wet and juicy...love fucking it...Unnnnnnggggghhhhhhh...yeah..that’s it....squeeze my cock with those muscles...AHHHHHHH...BUFFY!!” Spike was in the throes of ecstacy.

Neither lover noticed the door to his room creaking open and a middle-aged woman standing there, a look of horror on her face. More importantly, neither noticed the man standing behind the woman wearing a white collar and now taking off his glasses and furiously wiping them with a hankerchief.

“WILLIAM JAMES GILES!” the woman screeched.
Spike stopped mid-stroke inside Buffy, frozen in time. He closed his eyes and shook his head. Please let this be a dream. Please. Please Please he prayed.
“WILLIAM! HOLY MARY MOTHER OF GOD!” the voice came again followed by a more masculine, “Dear Lord”.
It was Buffy’s turn to hear finally.
“Huh? What?” she felt Spike slide out of her and roll off of her.

Spike frantically reached for his clothes to cover himself.
“Mum! What are you doing here?” he held his jeans in his lap and pulled his t-shirt on over his head.
“I came to visit you. It was a surprise.” Anne Giles told him.
“Well, we’re definately surprised. That’s an understatement” Buffy mumbled as she held her clothes in front of her bare form.
“Mum! Ummm..do you mind..can we...uh..get dressed?” Spike blushed brightly.

“Anne, let’s give them a few moments to compose themselves, shall we?” The man behind her spoke.
“We’ll be right outside, young man. You’ve got two minutes!” Anne said and turned and walked out, closing the door.

Buffy and Spike both jumped up and threw on their clothes.
“Not exactly how I pictured me meeting your mom” Buffy told him.
Spike sighed, “I’m sorry Buffy. Umm....just so you know...my mum is kinda a fruitcake so I should probably apologize for anything she may say now” Spike informed her.
“Uhh..alright. Like what?” Buffy asked.
“Well, let’s see...I’m a fornicating sinner according to her after the first time we were together so I guess that makes you a jezebel or something of that nature. She’s very religious” Spike explained.
“Religious? I guess that explains the priest that is with her” Buffy said straight faced.

“He was a priest?” Spike’s eyes widened.
“Yeah, didn’t you see his collar? Seeing as it isn’t anywhere near Halloween, I’m going with the obvious” Buffy told him.
“Oh..crap” Spike ran his fingers through his hair.
“Was she planning on doing an exorcism?” Buffy joked trying to lighten the mood.

The door burst open then admitting his mother and the priest once again. Anne walked over to Buffy and sized her up. Smelling the same perfume she had smelled on William before he left Sunnydale, she put two and two together.

“So, you’re the fallen woman who tempted my son and who he ran off to live in sin with, aren’t you?” Anne asked her.
Buffy looked at her in wonderment, “Ummm..in other words as we in the modern world like to call it, I’m his girlfriend” Buffy answered.

The priest actually let out a snorted chuckle at that response from Buffy. Anne turned and glared at him.
“William, come here. I have someone I want you to meet” Anne called to him.
Spike walked closer to her and looked at the priest next to her. He had the same blue eyes. In fact, the resemblance was uncanny.
“Mum?” Spike’s eyes got big.
“I’d like you to meet your father, Rupert Giles” Anne said.

“Uhh..when you say, father...you mean, father as in priest father, right?” Buffy stuttered feeling a lump begin to form in the pit of her stomach.

“Yes, he is a priest but no, that’s not what I meant. I mean, he is your father, William.” Anne repeated.
“What? No...it can’t be. My father is dead. You told me so. He’s dead!” Spike started shouting as tears formed in his eyes.
“William, son...let me explain...” Rupert Giles began.
“NO! You’re not my father....you don’t....you can’t do this...you can’t just do this...after all this time...Mum? Why? Why are you lying? Why?” Spike was becoming hysterical.

“Spike..baby..it’s O.K.” Buffy put an arm around his shoulder. ike?ike? Who is Spike?” Anne inquired.
“Spike is William’s nickname” Buffy answered.
“Dear Lord in heaven” Anne sighed.
“Maybe we should all sit down and talk...” Rupert tried again.

“NOOOOOOO...leave me the fuck alone! I hate you both!” Spike screamed and ran out of the dorm room.
Buffy shot Anne a look of m.
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“Rupert...let’s go after him...” Anne started.
“Anne...I think the boy needs some time...on his own.” Rupert said, looking at Buffy kindly.
“I’ll go make sure he is O.K.” Buffy said turning to leave.
“Umm..Miss?” Rupert began.
“Summers. Buffy Summers” she supplied.
“Miss Summers, is there someplace that we can meet you and William later? I understand this is quite a shock for him but we really need to talk” Rupert asked her.

“He is staying with me now. We were just getting the rest of his things today. Here’s my address.” Buffy took a piece of paper and pen out of her purse and wrote it down for Rupert. “ Come by around 7 tonight. I’ll do what I can to prepare him but I can’t make any promises or that he will even want to see you” Buffy informed him.
“Thank you. 7 it is, then” Rupert said as he guided Anne who was still protesting out into the hallway.

Buffy pulled the door closed behind her and walked past them to go looking for Spike.
It didn’t take long to find him. He was sitting under “their” tree in the park on campus, his knees drawn up to his chest, quietly crying.

“William? jus just me.” Buffy said, sitting down next to him.
“She told me he was dead.” Spike raised his head and looked at her with tear streaked cheeks.
“I’m so sorry, William” Buffy drew him into her arms.
“Almost 19 years and he has been alive this entire time and she has known. I don’t know who to hate more, him or her. And to top it all off, he is a freaking priest!” Spike sighed and shook his head. “And Mum calls ME a sinner. My father is a freaking priest! Was he one when she got pregnant with me? Were they ever married? What happened? I have so many questions. How could she condemn me for being with you when...when...when..” Spike couldn’t continue and just lay his head on Buffy’s shoulder and cried.

“Ssshhhh..It’s alright, baby.” Buffy stroked his hair.
“Mr. Giles and your mom are coming to my place tonight at 7. Before you protest, I already told him you may not want to see them but maybe you should at least try. Then you can get some of your answers.” Buffy informed him.
“I’ll think about it.” Spike sniffled. “Can we rest now, Buffy? Can we rest?”
Buffy stood and helped him to his feet.
“Let’s go home baby. We’ll rest there. We can get the rest of your stuff tomorrow.” Buffy lead him by the hand to the parking lot where her car was.

They drove home in silence, Spstarstaring out the window contemplating this strange turn of events in his life and how he would ever be able to deal with them.

Continued in Chapter 25- Family Reunion