Finding Love

Their kiss hadn't lasted long. Spike slid his hand behind Buffy's back to lift her up slightly to move her towards the top of the bed. Once settled, he began kissing her neck, nipping ever so lightly along the way. He moved his hands down her body, as if trying to memorize every part of her.

She loved it.

Buffy couldn't seem to stop moving. His hands were like magic and they were doing all kinds of tricks on her. She needed him, more than she had ever needed someone in her whole life. Arching her back towards him as he deepened the kiss, she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling his erection closer to her center. Just where she needed him.

Spike grabbed her shirt, pulling it over her head, parting their lips long enough to toss it across the room. He grazed his hands over her uncovered breasts, feeling her nipples harden under his touch. He grinned down at her, noticing her flushed face, her gasping for air, and the look of intense lust in her eyes.

Spike leaned his head towards her nipples, earning an erratic gasp from her. He sucked one pert nipple into his mouth, only sucking harder when Buffy moaned his name from the intense pleasure.

Buffy cupped the back of his head, bringing him as close as she possibly could. Spike wrapped his left arm around her waist, while his right hand found his way down her body, landing on her pussy. He slid his hand into her panties, cupping her mound.

She moaned at the contact, gasping for more. Spike slowly began to rub her at a soft pace. Buffy released his lips, throwing her head back in ecstasy. Spike reveled the fact that he was the one bringing her this much pleasure. He stopped rubbing her long enough to start pumping one long finger into her. He kept the pace nice and slow, making sure that she would be writhing in pleasure in no time.

The look on her face was driving Spike crazy. He wanted to inside of her. Now. He removed his hand, grinning at the groan of dislike that Buffy expressed with the lack of contact, "Patience, baby. All in good time, sweetheart."

Spike grabbed her hips, slightly lifting them long enough for him to slide her skirt and panties off. Her breathing came in short breaths, pressing him on. Spike ran his hands up her exposed body, loving the feel of her soft skin. Standing up, he removed all of his clothes.

Buffy's body shuddered as she felt him crawling up her body. He leaned down, kissing her softly. Then he said, "Are you covered?"

Knowing exactly what he was asking, she nodded erratically, "Yes. I'm on birth control," she looked him in the eyes, "I need you. Now!"

Spike grinned, kissing her lightly on the lips. Settling himself between her legs. KIssing her once more before sliding into her. Buffy gasped, feeling completely full. She didn't think it could get any better than this. That was, until he started moving.

Spike's pace quickened, "Bloody hell, luv. You're so tight. Squeezing the life out of me, you are."

Buffy arched her back off the bed in an attempt to be closer to him. Gasping out when he latched onto one of her nipples, sucking hard. She had never felt anything like this before, "Spike! Oh, god! Please! Harder, faster!"

Always one to please the lady, Spike pounded into her, hitting her clit each time, along with the elusive g-spot that Buffy thought was a myth until now. Knowing that he wasn't going to last long, Spike reached between their bodies to where they were connected, rubbing her clit furiously.

Buffy's eyes shot open as she felt the sensation in her lower stomach, building to high intensity. She clawed at his back, leaving red streaks down it. Screaming his name, she came, "SPIKE!!!!!"

Hearing her scream his name in pleasure was enough to send Spike over the edge. Thrusting into her once more, he came inside her, collapsing on top of her, gasping for air.

Both chests heaving, Spike pulled himself from her tight passage, rolling over to lie beside her. Buffy slowly propped herself up on her elbow, facing him, "That was....incredible," she gasped out.

When Spike's breathing went back to normal, he pulled her next to him, keeping her safe and warm. He felt her put a soft hand on his chest, while resting her head on his shoulder. He leaned down to where his lips met her ear, whispering, "I think I'm in love with you, Buffy Summers."

Suddenly sitting up, Buffy stared down at him, "What? How can you love me already? It's been like, ten hours that we've known each other."

Leaning towards her, "I don't know. I just know that I feel something for you that I've never felt for anyone else. It's not just lust, and it's not just attraction. It's love. I just know it," pausing for a moment to take in her reaction, he continued, "I'm not expecting you to say it back just yet. I just want a chance. I want a chance to be here to show you that I mean what I'm telling you. Please."

Smiling at him, "Okay. But after this, you are so buying me dinner. And pizza doesn't count." She laid down next to him, in the position that they were in before. Feeling the soft chuckle that he let out, she smiled.

Sleep caught up to them both, leaving them with sweet dreams of the future.


~*~*~*~EPILOGUE~*~*~*~

Spike pulled his car into the drive way, hopping out as soon as he turned it off. He jogged to the door, avoiding any of the plants that were lying carelessly on the sidewalk. Opening the door, he was met with a very enthusiastic Buffy.

She was smiling at him, holding something behind her back. He closed the door, slowly approaching her, "Hello, Sweetheart. What have you got behind your back there?"

Giggling, "Well, it's a little present for you. We've been together for five years now. Married for three of those. I just thought that you'd like a little present from me to you. Hopefully you'll like it."

"You know I'll love anything that you get me, luv. It came from you." He stepped closer to her, trying to see what was behind her back. She maneuvered so he couldn't see what was in her hands, slowly moving them into their living room.

She kept the surprise in one hand, while the other placed on his chest, slightly pushing him to sit on the couch. She straddled his waist, bringing the surprise around from behind her back.

Spike eyed the rectangular box carefully. Unsure of what was in it, he looked up at her, "Sweetheart, what's in the box?"

She smiled sweetly at him, "Why don't you open it up and see?"

Leaving Buffy holding the box, he lifted the lid open. Looking inside, he saw a pregnancy test. With a look of shock and awe on his face, he looked at her, "Really? Are you sure? Really?"

Buffy giggled at him, "Yes, I'm sure. I took five tests. This was just the first one. We're gonna have a baby."

Grinning from ear to ear, Spike grabbed the box from her placing it on the table, he kissed her passionately. Pulling back, he kissed her forehead, "We're gonna be parents. Bloody hell, we're gonna have a baby. A little Buffy running around."

"Or a little Spike," she chimed in, leaning towards him to rest her head on his shoulder while his arms wrapped around her. They stayed like that for a while, silent. Neither needed to say anything to know just what was going through their minds.

Spike kissed her hairline, softly speaking afterwards, "You know, you'd think that this was the most important part of my life. But I think I know just the perfect thing that happened to me in these last five years."

Buffy pulled back slightly to see his face, "And just what was that?"

He kissed her lightly on the lips, then the nose, then the forehead, and back again. Pulling her against his chest to be in their earlier position, he smiled and said, "Finding love."

~*~*~*~THE END~*~*~*~