Crushing

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~ What the hell? ~ She realized her hand was pressed up against her throbbing clit, and she was rocking her hips against it.

It felt so real. Spike holding her and being so gentle and loving. Buffy felt the tears streaming down her face. ~ What the hell is wrong with me? ~ She sobbed herself back to sleep.
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“I can’t believe I let you drag me out tonight!” Buffy grumbled.

“Buffy you can’t stay cooped up in the house, With everything that’s been going on…You need to let your hair down unwind with your friends.” Willow said, resolve face firmly in place.

“I know Will…but I feel like I should be at home protecting Dawn…I just…”

“Hey Buffy. Nice to see you…” Ben said softly coming up beside her.

“Ben, Hi.” Buffy flashed him a friendly smile. She didn’t notice the blonde vampire lurking at the far end of the room, just out of reach of her slayer sense.

He was glaring at the ~ Stupid git. ~ Talking to Buffy. He scowled angrily when he saw the bright smile she flashed.

Willow excused herself from the table, to leave Buffy and Ben alone.

“Buffy, I’d like to give you my number…I’d like to take you out sometime…” Ben said shyly.

“Oh…I…it’s just that…I have a lot going on right now and I…” Buffy stammered blushing furiously.

“Oh…that’s ok…” Ben said getting to his feet. He quickly walked away staring at the ground.

Buffy felt him. ~ HIM Spike. What the hell do I do now? ~ She felt him stalking her. He was getting close. ~ I’m not ready to face him. ~

Suddenly she felt his cool breath on the back of her neck, the nearness of his body having a profound effect on her. “Evening Luv.” Spike whispered just loud enough for her to hear.

Buffy didn’t respond, She couldn’t. She was speechless. ~ How dare he just come over here and talk to me like he did nothing wrong. ~

“Buffy…we need to talk…” He murmured, almost nuzzling her neck. She could feel his cool lips hovering millimeters above her overheated flesh.

She felt her body automatically responding to his nearness and tried to fight it. She felt her heart speed up as he shifted his weight. She felt his thick haock ock pressed against her back, his hands loosely at her hips. ~ OHGODOHGOD!!!! ~

Spike sensed a change in her. He pulled her tighter against him. He heard her heart beating wildly in her chest. Buffy arched into his touch.

~ No! I can’t do this. I can’t give in no matter how much I want to . ~ Spike felt her stiffen.

Buffy gasped. “What are you doing?” She rasped pulling quickly away.

“What we both want Luv…” Spike said cockily.

“No. I can’t Spike…” She pulled further away.

“I know exactly what you want Slayer. I can smell it…” Spike growled seductively.

Buffy turned to face him. “I don’t know what the hell you think you’re smelling but…”

“It’s you Luv. You smell the same way when we fight…I know you want me…” He took a step closer.

Buffy was on her feet instantly. “How dare you…Spike I know what you did…you think I’ll ever let you touch me…” She growled taking a step closer. “It would never be you Spike…you’re a monster and what you did just proves that…” Suddenly she had tears in her eyes.

“Oh..Luv don’t I’m sorry…I’m so bloody sorry…if I could…”

“Just go. Ok Please just go…” She said softly.

Spike didn’t bother to reply. He turned on his heal and stalked away.

The instant he was out the door Buffy felt the gut wrenching loss of him. Of his presence.

Spike walket int into the night, killing every demon he came across.
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“I’ve gotta go…” Buffy said softly.

Willow could see the change in her as soon as she got back to the table. “What happened Buffy? Did Ben do something?”

“Ben? Oh no he…no.” Buffy said. “I just need to go…”

“Ok. Will you call me in the morning?” Willow asked.

“Yeah. As soon as I wake up.” Buffy hugged Willow before she made her way out into the night.
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Spike ended up at Willy’s again. “Willy leave the bottle…” Spike growled. Willy, knowing what kind of trouble Spike could cause if he didn’t get his way left the bottle right in front of the bleached blonde vampire.
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Buffy walked into His cemetery with a determined step. ~ I have a few questions for
Spike. ~
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Spike stalked out of the bar. It wasn’t working. He couldn’t drink her away. He couldn’t get her out of his head no matter what he tried. She was the only thing he could think about.
He tiled the bottle back and took a long pull. He had nicked it from Willy’s when he left.
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Buffy threw open the door to the crypt and walked in like she owned the place. “Spike. Get your undead ass up here now!” She hollered. No response. She walked carefully to the hole in the floor and peered down into the darkness below.

She took a few steps down called him again. “Spike?” Nothing. She entered the lower chamber full and glanced towards the bed. ~ No Spike? ~ Buffy caught her eyes roaming to the spot where her shrine used to be. ~ Where did it go? ~ Buffy closed her eyes to fight back the tears that sprang to her eyes. ~ Why do I care? ~ She wondered.

Buffy turned and quickly went back upstairs. She made her way out of his crypt sighing in defeat. ~ I guess I’ll see him later. ~ She didn’t stop to ask herself why she was so disappointed.
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Spike was surprised at the scent that assaulted his nose as soon as he walked into his crypt. ~ Buffy. She’s been here recently. ~ Spike grinned. ~ Has to mean she wanted something right? ~ He asked himself.
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Buffy was so confused. One minute she hated Spike. Wanted to dust his ass. Then she saw or rather FELT him and wanted to…
~ Oh no. No more lusty thoughts about that stupid vampire. ~
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“If you love me…get it for me.” Glory growled impatiently. “I need my key. The Slayer or one of her friends knows where it is…”
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Buffy was looking out her window. Just staring out into the inky blackness of the night. She saw him moving within the shadows. Coming for her. She felt a slight tingle, his tingle. A sexual thrill ran through her.

She watched him stalk towards the house. Silent and deadly.

Buffy took a step back so that he couldn’t see her if he happened to glance up.
Suddenly out of the corner of her eye she saw something else moving. Blending in with the shadows. In a flash there were six demons surrounding Spike. They tied him up quickly and carried him off.
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Buffy cried out in despair.
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She took one finger, with its long red fingernail, and thrust it into Spike's stomach. He screamed in pain. Glory leaned over him. “Shhh. What do you know, precious? What can I dig out of yo
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“Giles. It’s me…I need some help, gather the scoobies and meet at my place…” Buffy said urgently into the phone.
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Spike was writhing in pain. His hands were tied together over his head. He stood in the middle of the room with Murk and the other demons around the edges of the room standing guard. Spike’s shirt was torn partly off and his face was all bloody and bruised.

“I have a riddle for you, precious. How is a vampire that won't talk ... like an apple?” She walked up to Spike, grabbed his hair and pulled his head back.

His chest is bloody and has an ugly round wound from Glory's finger digging in to him.
Glory held a dagger, which she used to cut into his chest. Spike yelled out in pain.

“Think I can do you in one long strip?” She inquired.

“Enough. No more. I'll tell you who the sodding key is.” Spike said weakly.
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“Glory's key-sniffing snake was about here when I killed it. It was headed back to her.” Buffy said glancing around.

“Do you think she lives around here?” Willow asked.
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“So start talkin'.” Glory glared at Spike.

“Yeah. Okay. The key. Here's the thing...” Spike said as he tried to break free of his restraints. He was twisting them around trying to loosen the chains. “It's that guy... on TV ... what's his name?”

“On the television?” Glory frowned.

“That show ... the prize show ... where they guess what stuff cost?”

“The Price Is Right?” Murk offered.

“Oh, Bob Barker!” Jinx supplied.

“We will bring you Bob Barker! We will bring you the limp and beaten body of Bob Bark…” Murk was cut off by Glory jumping up. “It is not Bob Barker, scabby morons! The key is new to this world...”

She turned back to face Spike. “And Bob Barker is as old as grit.” She smiled. “The vampire...is lying to me.”

Spike giggled weakly. “Yeah ... but it was fun. And guess what, bitch.” He growled still trying to twist free. “I'm not telling you jack. You're never gonna get your sodding key, 'cause you might be strong, but in our world, you're an idiot.”

“I am a god.” She screamed petulantly.

“The god of what, bad home perms?”

“Shut up!” She took a few steps toward him. “I command you, shut up!”

“Yeah, okay, sorry, but I just had no idea that gods were such prancing lightweights.”

Glory stared at him in disbelief.

“Mark my words, the Slayer ... is going to kick your skanky, lopsided ass back to whatever place would take a cheap, whorish, fashion victim ex-god like you.” Spike smiled proudly at his choice of words.

Glory spun around and delivered a spinning kick to Spike's chest. His hands broke free and he went flying backward. He crashed through the apartment's door and into the hallway outside, doing a back-somersault he d upd up on the floor against a chair.

“Good plan, Spike.” He muttered to himself.

“Bring him back.” Glory growled.

Spike limped; he dragged himself down the hall toward the elevator. One of Glory's demons came around the corner and saw him.

“Here!” He shouted.

Spike tried to catch the elevator doors before they fully closed but it was too late. He landed on his knees and pried the doors open. “Oh, god.” He glanced back as several demons rushed around the corner.

He leaned over and let himself fall down the elevator shaft. He landed on top of the elevator as Jinx appeared in the doorway.

Spike was sprawled on top of the descending elevator. Jinx and another Demon watched it go, and then turned away.

Spike rolled over and opened the hatch in the elevator ceiling; He fell through it and landed on the floor of the elevator. he ehe elevator doors open on the bottom floor as the group of Demons came down the stairs. Spike got slowly to his feet.

“You do not insult Glory by escaping.” Murk explained.

Spike scowled at them.

The front door opened and Buffy and Xander entered, carrying crossbows. The rest of the scoobies weren’t far behind.

Buffy’s eyes locked with Spike’s. ~ He didn’t tell her anything. ~ She didn’t know how she knew. She just did.

“Slayer!” Murk shouted.

Spike closed his eyes in relief and fell back against the elevator wall. Xander grabbed one Demon and Buffy shot it with her crossbow. Murkked ked the crossbow out of Buffy's hands and punched her.

Spike crumpled to the floor.

Buffy kicked Murk down, ducked a punch from another Demon and punched him, kicking a third.
Xander used the axe like a staff to hit another Demon, fended him off and stabbed a second Demon with the axe. He took two punches from the first Demon, ducked another punch and hit the Demon on the chin with the axe handle.

The demons, realizing they were outnumbered made a hasty retreat back to Glory’s apartment.
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“He’s in the elevator. We have to help him…” Buffy said rushing to his side with her friends close behind.

She picked Spike up effortlessly and carried him home to her house.
No one heard what he whispered in her ear.
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“I can be a good man Buffy…for you I could…”

~ I know. ~ She thought to herself. She didn’t let herself respond to him. Incase her friends overheard.
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