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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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Adult ++
Chapters:
35
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12,103
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Chapter 35
Spike woke slowly, having an erotic dream of Buffy. Buffy between his legs, sucking on him, making him feel so good . . .
"Mmmm…. Awake yet?"
His eyes flew open and he groaned in pleasure when he saw that his dream was a
reality. Watching his hard member disappear inside her luscious pink mouth was as erotic as it
came.
She grinned when she released him with a plop. "I got bored waiting for you to wake
up," she told him and crawled up his body. "I hope you don't mind." She straddled him,
impaling herself on him.
His eyes rolled, "Bleeding hell," he moaned. "That feels good."
She smiled and leaned forward. "Morning gorgeous."
He grinned and thrust up into her wetness. "Morning, princess. Give us a kiss now eh?"
She obliged.
When they were spent, for the time being anyway, Buffy rolled to her side and Spike cuddled her close to him. "I don't want to go to work today," he whispered.
"Then don't. I, for one, plan to stay here. You wore me out."
He grinned. "In a good way right?"
She smiled, "Definitely. But if you stay. . . you can remind me of how good it is a few
more times."
"Good? I don't think I like that adjective anymore. I want. . . amazing. Brilliant."
"Then you better call. I already did for myself."
"Pretty sure of your powers of persuasion huh?"
"I can be."
"Hand me the phone."
Three hours later, they'd managed to roll themselves out of bed and go out for breakfast.
"Do you want me to kick Xander out?" Spike asked her as they munched on fresh fruit
together.
She nearly choked on the strawberry he insisted on feeding her. "What?"
"Kick him out so you can come back."
"Do you want to kick him out?"
"For you to come back? Of course."
"That wouldn't be very fair to Xander. He's been there a month!"
"You were there a month too," he pointed out.
"That's not the point."
"What is the point?"
"I'm not sure."
He took a deep breath. "Buffy, do you want to move back?"
"How about we try something different this time? I'm going to ask you what you think
instead."
He studied her, poked at some fruit and pondered the question. He looked up at her. "I
think we should keep it the way it is for now," he said finally.
She nodded. "You're right. Being on my own . . . it's liberating. I like it."
"Well, you're not on your own, on your own. You have me."
She smiled, "I know I have you. But you know what I mean. You feel it too, don't you?"
He nodded. "I do. But I don't want it forever Buffy. I want you with me again."
"I know, but for now this is nice isn't it? We can date. Do couple things instead of
roommate things. We can have those weeks where we get busy and might not see each other
for a couple days and then when we finally do it's that much more intense. Then I can make
you dinner some days, you can make me dinner on other days. Sleepovers at my place," she
had a dreamy expression on her face.
"Wow that sounds really nice. Why'd we move in together in the first place?" he teased
and she playfully hit him.
"Besides, it's still fresh and new," she continued on. "We're both still fresh and new.
Being on our own like this and dating, it's like we're experiencing a brand new world together
even though we're not living together. Know what I mean?"
Spike nodded, "It's definitely a good thing. It'll make when we do move together, that
much more perfect."
She nodded. "So, does your mom completely hate me?"
"No, pet. She doesn't hate you. How could she? You're like a daughter to her."
"I know, but I'm afraid to see her."
"Don't be. It'll be okay, I promise. What about your mom, how is that going?"
Buffy rolled her eyes. "I haven't seen her much. When trying to build a life, the last
thing you need is someone breathing down your neck telling you all the things you're doing
wrong with it."
"Does it sound odd for me to thank you?"
"For?"
"For not breathing down my neck."
Buffy smiled. "Not at all. Thank you for being patient with me."
"I wasn't being patient Buffy, I was just . . . I couldn't be with anyone else. I lived my
life. I did what I had to do and good things did come out of it that might not have happened
otherwise. But I never felt as alive as I do when you're with me. I love you."
"I love you too. So, let's go start on those fun dating things. How about a walk in the
park holding hands? Tell me how great I was as a roomie compared to Xander. . . "
"Xander doesn't put out."
"Pig."
"Oink, oink baby."
Chapter 35
Spike woke slowly, having an erotic dream of Buffy. Buffy between his legs, sucking on him, making him feel so good . . .
"Mmmm…. Awake yet?"
His eyes flew open and he groaned in pleasure when he saw that his dream was a
reality. Watching his hard member disappear inside her luscious pink mouth was as erotic as it
came.
She grinned when she released him with a plop. "I got bored waiting for you to wake
up," she told him and crawled up his body. "I hope you don't mind." She straddled him,
impaling herself on him.
His eyes rolled, "Bleeding hell," he moaned. "That feels good."
She smiled and leaned forward. "Morning gorgeous."
He grinned and thrust up into her wetness. "Morning, princess. Give us a kiss now eh?"
She obliged.
When they were spent, for the time being anyway, Buffy rolled to her side and Spike cuddled her close to him. "I don't want to go to work today," he whispered.
"Then don't. I, for one, plan to stay here. You wore me out."
He grinned. "In a good way right?"
She smiled, "Definitely. But if you stay. . . you can remind me of how good it is a few
more times."
"Good? I don't think I like that adjective anymore. I want. . . amazing. Brilliant."
"Then you better call. I already did for myself."
"Pretty sure of your powers of persuasion huh?"
"I can be."
"Hand me the phone."
Three hours later, they'd managed to roll themselves out of bed and go out for breakfast.
"Do you want me to kick Xander out?" Spike asked her as they munched on fresh fruit
together.
She nearly choked on the strawberry he insisted on feeding her. "What?"
"Kick him out so you can come back."
"Do you want to kick him out?"
"For you to come back? Of course."
"That wouldn't be very fair to Xander. He's been there a month!"
"You were there a month too," he pointed out.
"That's not the point."
"What is the point?"
"I'm not sure."
He took a deep breath. "Buffy, do you want to move back?"
"How about we try something different this time? I'm going to ask you what you think
instead."
He studied her, poked at some fruit and pondered the question. He looked up at her. "I
think we should keep it the way it is for now," he said finally.
She nodded. "You're right. Being on my own . . . it's liberating. I like it."
"Well, you're not on your own, on your own. You have me."
She smiled, "I know I have you. But you know what I mean. You feel it too, don't you?"
He nodded. "I do. But I don't want it forever Buffy. I want you with me again."
"I know, but for now this is nice isn't it? We can date. Do couple things instead of
roommate things. We can have those weeks where we get busy and might not see each other
for a couple days and then when we finally do it's that much more intense. Then I can make
you dinner some days, you can make me dinner on other days. Sleepovers at my place," she
had a dreamy expression on her face.
"Wow that sounds really nice. Why'd we move in together in the first place?" he teased
and she playfully hit him.
"Besides, it's still fresh and new," she continued on. "We're both still fresh and new.
Being on our own like this and dating, it's like we're experiencing a brand new world together
even though we're not living together. Know what I mean?"
Spike nodded, "It's definitely a good thing. It'll make when we do move together, that
much more perfect."
She nodded. "So, does your mom completely hate me?"
"No, pet. She doesn't hate you. How could she? You're like a daughter to her."
"I know, but I'm afraid to see her."
"Don't be. It'll be okay, I promise. What about your mom, how is that going?"
Buffy rolled her eyes. "I haven't seen her much. When trying to build a life, the last
thing you need is someone breathing down your neck telling you all the things you're doing
wrong with it."
"Does it sound odd for me to thank you?"
"For?"
"For not breathing down my neck."
Buffy smiled. "Not at all. Thank you for being patient with me."
"I wasn't being patient Buffy, I was just . . . I couldn't be with anyone else. I lived my
life. I did what I had to do and good things did come out of it that might not have happened
otherwise. But I never felt as alive as I do when you're with me. I love you."
"I love you too. So, let's go start on those fun dating things. How about a walk in the
park holding hands? Tell me how great I was as a roomie compared to Xander. . . "
"Xander doesn't put out."
"Pig."
"Oink, oink baby."