Tainted Love

Title: Tainted Love
Rated NC-17
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of them, There Joss!!!! He owns everything !!!!!
Summary: Two strangers meet at a trendy dance club. They spend the whole
Beta-Maribel, Thanks you rock!

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Christmas Shopping~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“Thanks for taking me Christmas shopping Spike. It was really sweet of you,” Spike nodded. The mall was packed, it was Christmas’ Eve, as always everyone shops on the last minute. He walked ahead leaving Buffy behind, suddenly he noticed she wasn’t following. He turned around and saw her pouting. He sighed and walked back over to where she was.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Stay with me, don’t walk off. We're suppose to be doing our Christmas shopping, like a couple,” she smiled innocently. He leaned toward her so his mouth was by her ear.

“Buffy, we aren’t a couple,” he whispered.

“God, you don’t have to be so mean to me,” she frowned looking hurt. “I like you Spike and I like hanging out with you. We have fun doing this and not the other thing which I like a lot and if you say you don’t, you’re lying,” Buffy said pointing her finger at him.

“Come on, I have to pick a few things out for Angel and your mum.”

“Get Angel a tie and my mom a um...”

“Don’t tell me, you haven’t gotten your mum anything yet,” he asked.

She smiled. “I did, I got her socks, they play music when you walk. They're cute and I got Angel boxers with um... hearts on them,” Spike laughed at the thought of his brother wearing boxers with hearts on them.

“Well, you're a lot of help aren’t you?” he teased.

“Hey, socks help people’s feet stay warm. Take me for example, (‘I wish, ’Spike thought) I have a drawer filled of different kinds and colors of socks.”

“So, that means you don’t need any more?” he smiled, for once they were actually talking, with no sex talk or dirty meaning, but a good, clean and fun talk.

“Oh my gosh,” Buffy yelped running toward Kay’s jewelry store. “Look at it Spike! Isn’t it awesome!” she said ogling a beautiful heart shaped necklace in the store’s window.

“It’s alright,” he shrugged.

“It’s gorgeous, except my mom doesn’t think a girl my age should have things like these, but I SO don’t care,” she explained. She turned around to look at Spike who was standing right beside her. “Come on, I have a few more places to go before we get home and get ready for the Christmas party.”

“You know what, I left something in the car, I’m going to go get it,
I'll be right back,” Spike told her, Buffy nodded.

“I’ll meet you in JC Penney alright, I’ll be at the socks aisle,” she smiled walking away.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Christmas Party~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Joyce threw a Christmas Eve party like she did every year. She invited friends and family. Sadly both her brother and sister couldn't make it, her sister had a boyfriend who took her skiing and her brother had something he couldn’t get out of.

Spike stood around leaning against the wall drinking eggnog. Though, Buffy was all over the place, Spike had to admit she looked really cute in that red dress. Her hair looked so gorgeous pinned up. Spike wore a pair of black slacks, a white shirt and a loose tie.

“Willow, there you are,” Buffy called to a red head who had her back turn to her. When Willow heard Buffy, she turned around. “I was looking for you everywhere, where’s my little man?” she cooed at the one year old baby in Willow's arms.

Willow had gotten pregnant on their freshmen year, but her parent were alright about it. “He's right here,” she smiled handing the baby over to her, Willow gave a sigh in relief. “He's getting so heavy, I've been telling Oz no more candy but does he listen? No,” both girls laughed.

“I have an idea, I’ll watch him and you go have a great time alright.”

“Aww Buffy...really? You don’t have to.”

Buffy smiled, “I want to, I haven’t seen him for awhile and we always have a blast, so go have fun,” Willow hugged Buffy.

“He has a clean diaper and I just feed him before I came so he shouldn’t be really hungry, and if he gets tired just find me, alright?” Buffy nodded. “I’m going to go find Cordelia. Thanks again Buffy,” she gave her one more hug before she got lost in the crowd. Buffy smiled when she saw Spike still standing against the wall.

“Hey, looks like you're having fun all by yourself,” she teased lightly, holding the baby in her arms.

“Who’s the kid?” he asked drinking his eggnog.

“This little guy’s name is Evan and he's the cutest little redhead,” she said kissing the top of his forehead.

“Want to hold him?" Spike raised an eyebrow. “He doesn’t bite, he's a very friendly baby,” she reassured him, placing the baby in his arms. Spike took Evan into his arms. He didn’t cry.

“You’re going to be a great dad, Spike, especially when I have our baby,” Spike stopped bouncing the infant, he felt as if his heart had stopped beating.

“What…Our you… did I…are you…pre…pre…pregnant?” he stuttered in panic.

“You should have seen your face, you’re… pre…pregnant. Priceless!” She laughed, Spike rolled his eyes angrily.

“Come on Spike, hang with me,” she frowned.

“I’m going to head to the kitchen, I doubt anyone is there,” Spike said placing the baby back in Buffy’s arms.

“Spike!” she called, but he walked into the kitchen.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Spike sat at the table playing with his cup.

“Hmm, you aren’t much for parties?” a voice asked.

“Not when I don’t know anybody and you?” he asked turning around to see a familiar brunette walking towards him. She was dressed in a pair of tight leather pants and a red tank top that made her breast look rather large.

“Spike right? From Desire...I remember.”

“Girl that shagged my friend,” he said, she laughed. She took a seat next to him.

“That’s me, he was pretty wild and from what I heard so where you, I mean, from what I hear,” Spike laughed. “So, what’s up with you and B.”

“B?”

“Buffy... it's my nickname for her.”

“Nothing, and nothing’s gonna happen, she’s just a kid.”

Faith smirked and placed a hand on Spike’s thigh. “So I’m guessing you need a woman,” she asked moving her hand up towards his shaft.

“Faith, Spike, there you are,” Buffy voiced called from behind walking into the kitchen childless. “I thought you ran off or something.”

“Nope, here we are, B.”

“Right, Faith can I talk to you upstairs about something,” Buffy asked
Faith. Buffy left first.

“Be right back... we'll talk later,” she winked following Buffy out of the room. Spike sighed in relief when she left.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“What the hell do you think you’re doing Faith?” she yelled angrily.

“What?” she smiled knowing perfectly what Buffy was talking about but pretending to play dumb.

“With Spike, I saw your hand perfectly, I can’t believe you’re trying to take him from me! Just like you’ve taken everything else,” she snapped.

“Hey, they came willingly, plus it wasn’t like you were dating them or something,” she replied crossing her arms over her chest. “Plus all of them had something in common, they want a woman B, I mean you’re cute, but Spikey said nothing was going to happen between you. He said that you’re a kid and that he wants a woman,” she smirked.

“You don’t know him, all you care about is taking him for a ride, well he won't, I know he won’t, he likes me.”

“Please B… don’t kid yourself, he’s way out of your league. Let me have him, you already had a go,” Faith smiled leaving the room.

“Ahh!” Buffy screamed.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“Damn Faith,” Buffy thought walking down the steps back to the party. The sound of Grandma when she got ran over by a reindeer was really starting to make her head hurt. She looked around the room for Spike making sure Faith wasn’t around him.

Buffy stopped in her tracks, when she saw Faith and Spike in a heated kiss under the door fame. She started feeling a little sick watching this take place. Finally Spike was the one who pulled away, giving a shock look at Faith who was smirking at him.

“Oh yea, fine, two can play at this game,” she thought to herself. She looked at Spike who was saying something to Faith. “Lindsay,” Buffy smiled as the familiar man walked by. He was dressed in a very nice outfit.

“Buffy, hello. You looking stunning tonight,” he smiled.

“Well thank you.”

“Look, do you mind telling me where the bathroom is? I haven’t been here in forever and I kind of forgot.”

“Of course follow me,” she said grabbing his hand and leading him upstairs, while looking around to see if Spike was watching, she smiled to herself when she realized he certainly was.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“Faith, Who’s that?” Spike asked watching Buffy go upstairs with a man.

“That’s Lindsay McDonald, he is one of Angel’s friends,” Faith gri. “H. “He and Buffy are pretty good friends, I mean, they get a little wild sometimes, you know what I mean, don’t you?”

“Excuse me, I have to use the bathroom.”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“So Lindsay, it's been forever since I saw you,” Buffy said leaning back on her elbows on her bed.

“Been busy with work and such,” Lindsay replied leaning against the door waiting for the bathroom to be free. “Cute room, It’s so…so…”

“Pink,” a voice answered from behind him, Buffy smiled to herself.

‘Check and Mate,’ she thought. “Oh Lindsay, this is William, Angel’s brother,” she said standing up.

“Oh yea, Angel has told me about you. It’s nice to meet you,” he said offering his hand. Spike looked down and took it shaking it a little hard.

“I was waiting for the bathroom.”

“Right. I just checked it’s empty,” Lindsay nodded.

“I’ll see you later Buffy, Merry Christmas. Hope you and your family can make it to my new year’s party,” Lindsay said lea the the room.

“So what brings you here? I mean you looked pretty cozy with Faith’s tongue in your mouth,” Buffy stated sitting down on the bed.

“What? Are you jealous. Luv? She kissed me and we were under the mistletoe, it didn’t mean anng.”ng.”

“I’m not jealous of that big ho, plus it isn’t like you’re a big bag of potato chips, you aren’t even that cute,” she lied.

“Whatever you say Luv, I know you are,” Spike smirked.

“Please Spike, get over yourself. Now Lindsay, he’s a man, a big man,” Buffy grinned, turning away from Spike and started walking towards her closet, when she felt two arms turning her around real quick.

“Be careful Buffy,” Spike whispered into her ear, his hot breathe puffing in her ear. She gasped, feeling the tip of his tongue stroke that spot behind her ear--The spot that drove her mad with desire. In a dual assault, the thumb of his left hand brushed over her lower back, just above her butt.

“When you play with fire you might get burned,” he said slowly pulling away, lips only a few inches from hers. Buffy moaned lightly and leaned into him, intending to fuse their lips together. “Ta Luv,” he smirked, backing away from her, leaving the room.

"Huh? Wha--" Buffy eyes were hooded, her breath coming in spurts. She was hot, wet and ready for loving.

She watched him leave in disbelief. Disbelief was quickly replaced with
anger. How dare he get her all worked up and leave like that!

"You prick!" she yelled, throwing the first thing she could get her hands on at the door.

She ended up throwing her favorite stuffed toy and childhood friend, Mr. Gordo at the door. He bounced off the door and fell to the floor.

"Mr. Gordo!" Buffy said in horror. She ran over and picked him up, cradling him to her chest. "Oh, that stupid Spike! Sorry, Mr. Gordo. It's all his fault. Stupid, sexy Spike." She glowered at the door, stroking Mr. Gordo's soft fur.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

It was after 1 am when everyone started leaving. Now it was 2 am, everyone was gone and Joyce and Angel were already asleep upstairs. Spike sat in the basement. He had just finished wrapping Buffy’s Christmas present. He set it on the bed stand. He stood up about to take the gift upstairs. But thought he would better give it to her when they where alone. Spike heard the sounds of footsteps coming down the steps.

“Ho... Ho... Merry Christmas Spike,” Buffy smiled, Spike mouth had drop opened. She was wearing a Santa outfit but instead of the pants, she wore red panties. Under the red jacket she had a red bra with white fluff on the outline.

“I... I...Um, aren’t you cold?” he asked putting his tongue back in his month making her laugh.

“A little... want to kee war warm?”

“Buffy, about what happened upstairs…”

“Shh, it’s fine, forget about it, I did.”

She smiled walking over to him, when she reached him she pushed him back on the bed. And crawled beside him. “I bought you a present,” she said, “it’s nothing awesome or whatever you’re use to get but it made me think of you when I saw it.” She said handing him the present. Spike looked at her then the present, he slowly unwrapped it.

“I know you like to write short stories and poems,” she added, Spike saw the gift, it was a black leather journal with his initials engraved on it -W.R.- He looked up at her and smiled.

“Thank you, it’s... thank you,” he smiled.

“Oh and this too,” she said sticking out her chest. “This cute outfit,” she beamed, making Spike laugh.

“This is wrong you know... you and me” Spike whispered, Buffy looked away. She didn’t answer him back.

“Oh, here,” he said reaching over to the drawer. “it’s not much but...” it was wrapped in red paper. She slowly unwrapped it to reveal a black box. She opened it and pulled out a

... "Oh my god, you got it for me,” she whispered still in shock.

“I know you said this is what you wanted, and I got it for you because it’s Christmas,” she felt like she wanted to cry.

Buffy put it back in the box. Without a second thought she pressed her lips against Spike’s warms lips. Spike didn’t complain. Actually, he laid Buffy back on his bed.

‘What am I doing? Stop Spike, stop,’ he thought.

“Mmmm,” she moaned. Her hands running down his back. He pulled his lips away from hers and started to kiss her neck.

“Spike. Stop, wait,” Buffy said pushing Spike off of her. Spike looked confused, did he do something wrong. “I didn’t finish giving you the rest of my present,” she smiled, pushing him back down on the bed and crawling up.

“Now let me finish showing you my gift,” she smiled sweetly and unzipped his pants. “Never change, do you Spike?” he laughed, she’d noticed he wore no underwear again.

“Ahh!” he shouted when she grabbed his shaft into her hand and started pumping him, she loved the way he was running fingers through her hair. She kissed the very tip of his head and moved down, kissing and licking the sides of his cock.

“OHH Buffy!” she loved making him scream, she licked his head once again and her mouth slowly took him in, “AHHH!” he jumped, Spike sat up, his hands completely buried in Buffy’s wonderful hair.

She kept taking him in her mouth, moving up and down, she loved how he tasted. With one hand Buffy fondled his sack. “AHH Buffy, don’t stop, please don’t stop,” his moans were quite a turn on, she began sucking him hard.

“Gonna come, Buffy!” she sucked him once more, harder, she wanted him to come, a moment after that he spilled his white spunk into her mouth, she picked her head up and Spike smashed her lips against his, forcing his tongue deep into her mouth to taste every last bit of himself he could.

“I want you now,” she smiled. “Lift your arms in the air,” she did and with both hands Spike slipped the teddy over her head, leaving her cute nipples hard and pink.

Buffy once again straddled Spike, “I want to be inside you,” she moaned grabbing his cock with her hand and leading it to her hot wet slit. Spike’s body laid against the mattress.

“AHHH Buffy!” he cried when she pushed him into her.

“Ohhhh Ahh SPIKE!!!” she moaned, she placed her hands on his chest. Buffy’s heas tas thrown back in pleasure as she rode him.

Spike’s hands were holding her hips but made their way to her breasts fondling them, gently grabbing them.

“AHH, that’s right!”

She started to move faster up and down his cock, making him grunt while she panted.

“AHHH, AHHH, Spike!” she screamed at the top of her lungs.

“Buffy,” he moaned.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Spike’s eyes started to open and he looked to his side. Buffy laid next him naked. He looked at the clock beside his bed and it read 4:00 am.

“Shit!” he mumbled getting out of bed and slipping on some sweats. He knew he had to get Buffy upstairs before anyone woke up. He slipped her into one of his shirts. She remained asleep, so he picked her up in his arms and carried her upstairs trying not to make a sound. He laid her on her bed.

‘You're going to be the death of me,’ he thought and sighed. She looked so innocent when she was asleep. He brusher her hair off her face and pulled the sheets so she was covered.


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Author Note,

And thanks to everyone, WHo gave me such awesome reviews thanks you thanks you, You guys totally rock! And The Next Chapter shall be up soon, Promise, Big shouts to PaganBaby for helping with the Mr. Gordo Part she totally rocks!

Karen, First let me say that I think the story is very good. I like the plot and characters. But I don't think I'm being rude by saying that your punctuation, gra and and spelling need a little work. I commend you for having the talent to write and the courage to put your story out here where people can read it. Not all negative criticism is bad. You need to learn from it and don't ever give up, if writing is what makes you happy. The more you write, the better you will become. Flames are one thing, but honest, constructive criticism is another. I do like the story and I think you have alot of potential to become an excellent writer. -Totally understand what your saying!!!!, And thanks for saying it in a totally nice way un like some people Dee*cough*