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 night having hot, passionate sex. They meet again later in a most shocking way.
Author Note:Thanks to everyone, PaganBaby, SHe rocks, she helped me on the roff part, she rocks
Beta: Maribel thanks for helping my with this Fic, for checking over my grammar and spelling
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~*~*~*~*~*~Summers Living Room~*~*~*~*~*~

Christmas had come and went, it was officially New Year’s Eve. Buffy walked into the living room, where Spike was sitting on the leather couch flipping through the TV channels. She came in quietly and sat right next to Spike.

“Morning Buffy,” Spike greeted. Buffy smiled, Spike had seen her come in dressed in her cute little candy pj’s and slippers.

“Morning, you’re up early.”

“Never was one to sleep in.”

“Um Spike…, thanks for the present, I loved it. Best present anyone’s ever gave me,” she whispered.

“It’s nothing really, it’s just a present to make up for missed birthday, Easter and Christmas.”

“Oh, but it was still sweet,” she replied sounding a little hurt. “Ohh, Scooby Doo! Leave it, I love him,” she said turning from a slight pout into a quick grin. “Come on Spike, let’s watch it, please.”

“No, I want to watch something educational like the Discovery Channel or even the news,” Spike looked to his side and saw Buffy pouting, she leaned back into the sofa and crossed her arms over her chest. ‘Bloody Hell!’ he thought turning the channel back to Scooby Doo, she smiled when he did.

“So, do you have any plans for New Year’s Eve?” Buffy asked.

“Actually yea, Xander and I are going to the Fish Tank.”

“But why? The place sucks, I mean… besides you have to be eighteen to get in there and the music reeks of unawesomeness, are aren’t you going to Lindsay’s New Year’s bash?”

“Didn’t plan to, plus I have a date for New Year’s Eve.”

“You do? With whom?”

“Um… Sunday and she’s bringing some chit for Xander,” he explained not looking at her.

“Ohh, I hope you have fun while I’ll be suffering at Lindsay’s party alone, all by myself,” she sighed.

“How come you aren’t hanging with your little pals?”

“Well, Cordelia is out with her parents spending some quality time together, Willow and Oz are spending time with the baby, and Faith and I aren’t in the mood to talk,” she answered.

“Come on Buffy, you’re always the life of the party, I highly doubt it’s going to be that bad.”

“Yea it is, it’s a black tie thing and I have to dress really nice,” Buffy snipped. “Plus these parties really suck, I mean they’re full of boring old people, talking about the weather and how much money they have.”

“Sounds terrible.”

“It is. Last year this really old guy asked me to come away with him on his boat and also I get hit on every time, they say I look much older than I am.”

He laughed, “I hope you don’t encourage them.”

“Of course not, I’m as sweet and innocent as a fluffy bunny,” she smiled.

“Well, I’ll see you later, I have a few things to do before tonight, but I’ll see you before you leave for the party.” He said getting up and grabbing the keys.

“Are you gonna buy condoms for your date?” she asked.

“Maybe,” with that he left the room.


~*~*~*~*~*~Summers Home That Evening~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“Remember Spike, you and your date are most welcome to tonight’s party if you wish to come and join us,” Joyce smiled putting on her white pearl earrings, she was wearing a long blue silk dress.

Spike nodded. “If we feel up to it, maybe I’ll show up,” she smiled and nodded back.

“Angel, Buffy, hurry up, please we can’t be late!” she screamed. Angel was the first one down. Dressed up in a fancy black suit and tie. Buffy was next, she came down the stairs and Spike was stunned, she looked so beautiful. Her dress was black and a few inches above her knee, it was strapless, she had a choker around her neck with a star on it, a pair of black heels and her hair was full of curls.

“Buffy?! What the hell do you think you’re you wearing?” Joyce snapped placing her hands on her hips.

Buffy frowned, she’d thought she looked really nice. “It’s a dress.”

“Like hell it is, I didn’t let you buy that. It looks like something a hooker would wear, unfortunately we have no time for you to change. When ome ome home I’m burning that dress,” she said as she opened the door.

“Hmm, I hate to say this Buff, but your mom’s right,” Angel remarked following his wife out, leaving an upset Buffy inside.

“I think you look very lovely,” Spike reassured her.

“Thanks, Um… have fun on your date,” she said leaving the room and shutting the door.


~*~*~*~*~*~Fish Tank~*~*~*~*~*~

“So what’s going on with you and Sunday? Any plans on going back to her place afterwards?” Xander asked.

“Don’t know, maybe,” Spike added paying the bartender and getting his change back for the drinks. “What about you mate? with what’s her name.”

“Amy. It’s good, she’s seems really sweet and I might get lucky,” he said lifting his glass to the sky. “It’s been a good year for Xander Harris,” they both chuckled.

“Good luck then,” Spike laughed, he started walking away when something caught his eye. He saw a vender machine, he had a few spare change, so he thought it wouldn’t hurt to take a chance. He placed 50 cents and came out with a small but cute little fish. Spike walked back to the table where Sunday was sitting.

“Look, I played a quick game in that vender machine thing and won it, do you want it? He’s a cute lil’ guy.”

“No, it’s okay, I’m not a huge doll person. I think anyone who has them and aren’t under the age of ten are immature children,” she replied snottily.

“Right then,” he put the little fish back in his black jacket pocket. ‘Buffy loves stuffed animals like these,’ he thought, remembering her room filled with them, all over her bed, the shelf and even in her closet.

“So Sunday um, what do you do for fun?” Spike asked taking a sip of his drink.

“Well, I work and that always keeps me busy and, I read a lot, and that’s mostly all I really do, and you?”

“Usually just hang around.”

“Don’t you find that a waste of time, I mean, wouldn’t you rather do something productive, like getting a job or something, instead of being a lay about,” she asked sternly.

“Oops, my phone’s ringing.”

“I didn’t hear anything.”

“It’s on vibrate, just give me a second.”

Spike took out his phone and pretended someone was on the other line. “Hello, Angel Hi, I’m on a date. Really, really? I’ll be right there.”

“Is everything okay?” she asked.

“You know Sunday, Um… that was my brother and there’s been a family emergency and I really got to go.”

“Oh alright, I’ll call you, or something,” she said.

“Yea, we’ll get together real soon.” He said grabbing his keys from the table and heading towards the exit.


~*~*~*~*~*~Lindsay New Year’s Bash~*~*~*~*~*~

Buffy sat at the end of the table as she watched her parents chat with their old boring friends. At the moment she only had one thing on her mind.

“The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round all through the town,” she sang to herself to keep her from dying of boredom and thinking about Spike on his date.

“How can the life of the party be sitting here all alone,” a deep voice whispered in her ear. She smiled and turned around to answer the stranger.

“You came, why? I mean… I heard you had a hot date and all.”

“Actually, she got sick at the last minute, so here I am.”

“Sorry.”

“Liar.”

“Hey, I was being nice,” she laughed for the first time since she arrived at the party.

“If you’re wondering, Angel and my mom are mingling,” she answered as she got up from the table.

“You look wonderful this evening.” He said once again.

“So do you,” Buffy smiled, looking at Spike, who had dressed up in a nice black and white suit, she didn’t even know he had one, but he looked very sharp in it. Buffy looked around and giving Spike a wicked smile, she grabbed his hand and lead him through the people who stood talking to one another.

“Don’t worry Spike, no one noticed you and I leaving,” she reassure him, she pushed him into the fire exit leading to the stairs.


~*~*~*~*~*~The Roof~*~*~*~*~*~

When they reached the top floor, Buffy pushed the door open and ran over to the ledge with Spike following close behind her. “Isn’t it nice out here, I used to come up here before mom married Angel. I came up here to think or just to hide from my mom, she never really noticed so this became my own special place.

“It’s nice, kinda lonely out here just you and the stars,” Spike add taking a stand beside her to look over the edge, it was a pretty long drop.

“When the countdown to a new year begins, a bunch a fire crackers are let out over there,” she said pointing over to the empty lot that was a few miles away from where they were.

“Umm… Spike, dance with me?”

He laughed, “There’s no music playing.”

She smiled and turned to face him and then wrapped her arms around his neck. “We’ll make out own music.”

“You’re insane, you know that
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She smiled, “Yea.” Spike wrapped his arms around her waist and they moved to the sound of the music coming from their heads. He could hear Buffy humming a song, this made him smile.

“I’m glad you came,” she whispered into his ear. “Um, your arms are so warm,” Spike looked down at her, she was snuggled in his arms.

Spike noticed she was shaking a little. “Are you cold?” he asked looking down at her. She looked up and shook her head.

“Not really, I’m fine.”

Spike stepped away and took off his jacket and placed it on Buffy’s shoulders. “It’s a little big but it will keep you warm.”

“Thanks. Hey! What’s in your pocket?” she asked after reaching in and pulling out a small blue fish. “Aww, it’s a fish.”

“Yea, do you want it? I mean you can have it, I won it.”

“Of course I want it. I will call him Squishy and he will be mine, he will be my Squishy,” she smiled hugging the fish and smiling at him. “I’ll keep him forever.”

‘She’s so damn cute,’ he thought.

“Oh my gosh!” she shouted hitting Spike chest. “I almost forgot… what time is it?” she asked.

Spike looked down at his watch, “11:57:”

“Come here,” Buffy, said pulling Spike’s hand, moving them so they could look over the edge.

Spike stood behind her.

Buffy moved his arms so they where wrapped around her waist, she placed her hands over his. Buffy entwined her fingers with his, leading them down her legs. She crunched up her dress, making it rise up higher and higher.

“Buffy,” Spike whispered.

She moved his hands on her thighs, and then Spike found control of his own hands.

“We should stop.”

“No, I want you, Spike, please,” she whispered.

Spike placed his hands on her hips, after unzipping his pants and letting his cock spring out.

Buffy's dress was pushed up over her waist, her thong was pushed down her slender legs to the floor, her cute little ass waiting for him. Buffy pressed herself against moa moaning at the feeling of his hard cock poking at her bottom.

Spike put one hand on her flat stomach, the other hand caressed her bare ass--massaging, squeezing. He settled behind her, his thick cock slipping between her legs. He was nestled between her labia, sliding back and forth slowly without penetrating her. His dick quickly became wet from the moisture she was generating. Spike moved the hand on her stomach down to play with her pussy. His fingers pushed into her heat, pumping and making her scream with pleasure. Her breath was coming in short pants now. God—He loved the noises that came out of her when he pleasured her; sweet, sweet music to his ears.

Then his cock replaced his fingers inside of her, sinking in as deep as possible in the position they were standing in. His fingers frigged her throbbing clit as he moved in and out. His hips kept grinding harder at her ass. Buffy thrusted her ass back at him. She craved every solid, blessed inch of him.

"Ohhhh! Oh Spike! Ahhh-Ahhhh! Oh yes! Uhhh!"

Spike only grunted, held her tighter and pumped his hips against her.

Spike hammered into her pussy without mercy, harder and harder, making Buffy lose all train of thought. She put her hands to rest on the ledge to keep from falling down, her legs were weak, an orgasm of epic proportions began coiling around inside of her.

Buffy's eyelids flapped liked window shades as the orgasm burst inside of her like a dam. "Ahh--Spike! I--I--"

"Shh, Luv. Shhh. Ohhh, Buffy!" he moaned, slamming into her hard and fast. He felt her pussy clasping and quivering around him--He was unable to hold back any longer. He grunted loudly and unloaded into her.

Buffy gasped, clutching the ledge and rocking back at him. Spike moaned, breathing on the side of her neck and placing soft kisses there.

“Happy New Year,” Buffy panted in Spike arms and watching the many colors and lights illuminating the night sky.

“Yea, Happy New Year,” Spike whispered and in the moment Spike came to a decision, granted it wasn’t an easy one, but it had to be done.

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