Dreams

A/N I know, I know, I'm a sucky author, I'm sorry I haven't updated. I'm in the middle of moving house and the comp's in storage..Yadda, yadda, yadda.
Anyway, not a long chapter but more in the next couple of days hopefully.
Thanks
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Chapter 4

“Somebody better tell me what the fuck is going on!” The hug was interrupted from a roar from Angel.

Buffy stared at him for a moment, then pulled away from Spike and folded her arms across her chest.

“Spike and I were possessed; we helped a couple have a baby. Now we’re having a baby. Do you have a problem with that?” Buffy’s voice was very low.

“Do I have a problem with that?” angel repeated the question with a incredulous look.

Cordelia backed away, shaking her head.

“That’s what I asked, do you, the person who fucked your dead sire, got her pregnant and obviously didn’t give a flying fuck about your soul, have a problem with it.” Buffy spat out between gritted teeth. But Angel was oblivious.

“Buffy, it wasn’t like that…” Angel began.

“I don’t want to hear it, you dare to stand there and demand things from me. You lost all rights to me when you left me. What about the people who love you? Did you just think ‘fuck it; letting loose Angelus really isn’t that big of a deal.’ Did you even think about them?” Buffy was seething by this point.

“Buffy this wasn’t about you…” angel pointed out but Buffy cut him off.

“I’m not talking about me, you egotistical prick, I’m talking about the new people in your life. I’ve made my life in Sunnydale, I’ve moved on. And let me tell you something now, this child was conceived in love and so help me God, if you say one more thing I will hurt you.” Buffy spat.

Softeoftened as Spike stood up next to here and pulled her into an embrace. Then she was crying, great heaving sobs. Spike cradled her as they sank to the floor, whispering soft comforts.

“I’m sorry; I think I’m a bit hormonal.” Buffy smiled at the huge smirk on Spikes face.

“Great, a hormonal slayer and vampire under one roof, I really don’t get paid enough for this.” Cordy muttered to herself.

“Spike, go get your stuff, we’ll go to a hotel.” Buffy stated once the tears had subsided.

“No way, you’re staying here, we have plenty of room.” Cordelia cut off any arguments before they could be voiced.

“Okay, do you think you could show us to our room?” Buffy asked, picking herself up off the floor. She went to get her bag but Spike got there first.

“I’ve got it luv.” Spike looked at her with awe.
And with that Buffy walked out of the room without a backwards glance.

Spike hovered around Buffy as she sat on the bed. Asking her if she was comfortable and generally making a fuss. Buffy kicked off her shoes and slid back against the head board of the bed.

“Spike, I’m pregnant, not sick. I’m fine, although there is one thing you can do for me.” Buffy spoke first with exasperation, then her voice softened.

“Anything.” Spike answered instantly.

“I just want to talk for a while, you must have a few questions, so how aboou cou come and sit down with me and I’ll tell you everything.”

About an hour later Buffy finished her story and waited for a response from the vampire.

“So, we’re going to have a baby.” Was all he said.

“That’s it, your not upset or anything?” Buffy asked curiously.

“Why would I be upset? I love you and you’re giving me the one thing I thought I could never have. It’s the most precious thing I could ever hope to receive.” Spike spoke earnestly, trying to swallow the lump in his throat.

“You love me? Still?” Buffy asked quietly.

“Of course ve yve you; I’m not that easy to get rid of.” Spike chuckled a bit then added.
“Well aside from the last six months. So how do you want to do this? I want to be part of the baby’s life and will accept whatever terms you offer.”

Buffy stared at him, he was willing to take whatever she would give him. Buffy swallowed the lump in her own throat before speaking.

“Well if it’s okay with you, I’d like you to be a part of my life too, you know, like a family?” she watched the shock register on his face.

Spike shook his head the resisted the urge to dig a finger into his ear, just to make sure they were clear and he had heard right. She wanted to be a family. Overwhelmed by the thought of it he grabbed her into a fierce embrace and just as quickly let her go.

“I’m sorry… I just..” he trailed of not really knowing what to say.

Buffy just smiled at him and stood up and stepped away from the bed.

Spike cursed himself for being so stupid, now he had ruined it, he hung his head.

Buffy looked at the vampire and smiled slightly, he was nervous. Well she wasn’t.

Buffy pulled her top off over her head and unfastened her skirt and let it fall to the floor. He still wasn’t looking up.

“There’s something else you can do for me Spike, if you don’t mind that is.”

“Anythi…” Spike began the automatic response but it died on his lips as he raised his head and saw the Slayer standing before him in her underwear. He stared at her swollen stomach, her swollen breasts and her radiant skin, and he had never seen anything more beautiful.

Buffy hid the smile that threatened to form at Spikes reaction to her. Not wanting to push him to fast, she approached the bed again and lay down on her side facing away from him.

“My back is a bit sore, would you mind rubbing it?” Buffy tried to keep the huskiness out of her voice and hoped that she managed it.

“S..sure.” Spike stared at her back incredulously, he adjusted his raging hard on as he moved closer behind her, cursing himself for thinking about sex at a time like this.

Buffy sighed as Spike’s hands began to rub her back, she was enjoying it but wanted to get to the point of her plan.

“That’s nice, could you do my shoulders as well? Just unclip my bra, you don’t mind doing it, do you, I’m just so sleepy.” There was not a trace of tiredness in her voice buat eat else could she say?

As his shaking hands unfastened the offending article Buffy moved her arms so that it slid down them. Spike suppressed a groan as the swell of her breasts showed when the bra slid down. He shifted to accommodate his erection but nothing work so he lay down behind her and continued to rub her back with one hand.

Buffy could have sighed with impatience, the old Spike she knew wouldn’t have let this opportunity pass, and she was damned if she would.
She let her bra slid to the floor and scooted back against him, feeling him stiffen slightly, his hand halting on her shoulder.

She reached out with one hand and pulled his hand around her body to cup her breast, she used her own hand over his to massage it while she wiggled her behind into his erection, happy to see that he was as ready as she was.

“If hints were anvils, you’d be dead.” She chuckled.

Spike let out a groan and began to massage her breast himself, Buffy let her hand fall away as he touched her, hissing in pleasure as he ran a finger over her nipple.

Spike kissed his way up her neck, as his fingers pulled at her nipple and as he ground his hard on into her behind. He let his hand fall away from her breast and smiled at the whimper Buffy gave, he trailed it down her side to her underwear, he pulled at them and left her back to get off the bed and take them off. Buffy helped to slide her underwear off and Spike knelt before her and laid a gentle kiss on her stomach.

“Buffe yoe you sure about this?” Spike asked carefully, he’d be crushed if she changed her mind, but he had to know.

“Yes, I’m sure. Now come back here and make love to me.” Buffy smiled at him.

Spikes heart raced in his chest.
“How do we do this… I don’t want to hurt you or the baby.” Spike ran a hand through his hair; he didn’t think he had ever been this nervous before.

“Well, all the books say from behind is more comfortable, so let’s try that. For starters…” Buffy giggled at the shocked expression on Spikes face. Oh yeah, she had six months to make up for, and she was going to get her moneys worth.

Buffy shifted so that she was kneeling in front of the bed, with just her arms and chest resting on it, Spike moved slowly behind her and reached out a hand to touch her. He stroked her back and slid his hand down to her backside.

He caressed it before sliding a hand between her thighs. Buffy let out an impatient sigh and spoke sharply.

“No foreplay Spike, I need you now, hard and inside of me.”

A wave of desire crashed through Spike as he knelt behind her and positioned himself at her wet opening and slid into her in one thrust. He hissed in pleasure, then immediately felt bad for forgetting that Buffy was pregnant. But Buffy let out a moan of pleasure and it chased any doubts away.

As he rocked in and out of her Buffy nearly let out a sob and the feeling of rightness that had settled over her. She couldn’t help the sob that escaped as she felt her desire rise and her body started to tighten. Spike felt her muscles flutter around his cock and tried to stay in control. He reached a hand around to stroke her clit, and was rewarded as Buffy came instantly. As her body gripped him he lost control and came with a roar, pushing into her in one final thrust.

Buffy lay slumped leaning over the bed, panting.

“next time, we try it laying down, gravity’s against me here.” Buffy rubbed her stomach.

“are you okay?” Spike asked as he withdrew from her.

“I’m fine, although now I think I want a kiss.” Buffy smirked a little when she said it and Spike laughed out loud.