Memory Redux

Chapter 7, And the Award Goes To…:


Quickly, before William could protest or stop her, Beth swung her right leg over and intimately seated herself on his lap. Oh yeah, she felt a very large sized hard-on pressed up against her wet, aroused sex. She had no doubt he could feel the dampness between her legs soaking through the materials between them. Beth squirmed with pleasure, loving the feel of his hard shaft.

Spike’s frustrated moan was long and drawn out. His attempt to turn down their relationship to a casual friendship had evaporated like rainfall in a desert. Before Beth arrived that night, he had been so determined to avoid this kind of situation, but what he hadn’t counted on was Beth unleashing a well thought out sneak attack. This small, golden enchantress was sitting on his lap was tap dancing on his self control. More exactly, she was now sitting on his erection, and every time she wiggled again, tingles shot up allover his body. Spike knew he was sunk good and proper, and the iceberg that sunk his ship was named Beth.

“William, do I have your attention now?” She purred her question with a mischievous smile and flash of her hazel eyes.

“And some, luv,” William said from between clinched teeth

“Let’s go back to I ask, you answer.” To emphasize her words, she had pointed to herself and then traced her finger starting at his chin and then down his chest. “Do you want to have sex with me?” Her finger finally stopped at the bottom of his fly.

“Huh?” He was still having a hard time processing this change of control from himself to her, and what she was physically doing to his body.

Continuing her direct approach, Beth put a hand on his chest and whispered in his ear, “You. Me. Sex. Yes or No?” She ran her tongue along the shell of his ear.

He made one last, no doubt futile attempt to cool things down. Putting his hands on her hips, Spike made a vain effort to move her aside. “I told you that day in the cemetery that I’m not looking for casual sex. We hump and bump, and then we go our separate ways. No strings attached. Later you may come back when you need to scratch an itch again or maybe not. I wasn’t kidding; I would want the strings attached.” Spike was through being jerked around. He knew this woman wasn’t the slayer, but the wounds from Buffy and their short affair easily broke open and bled, even though that was two years previous.

Surprisingly, Beth’s thoughts followed along the same lines. From what he had said to her in that cemetery that afternoon, she suspected that someone in his past still hurt him badly, but she didn’t know for sure. What she could and would do was protect his heart. Beth squirmed back into his lap. “How about hump, bump, and then…we both stay?”

“Fine, luv, you have to be sure because, I warn you now, I’m a fiercely possessive bastard with someone I…I care about.”
He had wanted to tell her that he was already feeling possessive because he loved her so much, and what she did next didn’t help his restraint.

She brought each of her hands up to the sides of his face; the look in Beth’s eyes softened as she leaned forward to press her forehead against his. “If that was a way to tell me that you care about me, good because I care about you, too. I want you to be my fiercely,…” she placed a light kiss on his lips, “possessive,…” another kiss, “lover,” with the next kiss, she looked him in the eyes, “because I want you all to myself. No sharing.” She kissed him one more time before asking, “So is everything settled?”

Still stunned by this incredibly candid conversation with Beth, all Spike could do was nod. Buffy would have rather jump into a nest of enormous gladiok demons before discussing their relationship.

Giving him a predatory smile, she squirmed on his lap, feeling his erection rub between her legs and gave him a saucy wink. “Then let’s do that hump and bump that I have been dreaming about over and over.” Taking advantage of William’s slightly open mouth, she leaned forward and met William’s lips with her own; she immediately slipped her tongue past his lips to begin a sensual dance that left both of them panting. As Beth pulled back, she bit her lip, a motion that only made Spike want to nip on that lip for her. “I have a feeling, William, that the reality of me being with you is going to be much better than any of my dreams.”

Before she could move again, Spike’s hands shot out, cupping the back of her head, pulling her to him in a searing kiss. Their lips met hungry for each other. As if deliberating feeling every inch along the way, his hands slid down onto each of her shoulders to gently push her back away. “Not going to happen, luv.”

Beth’s eyes flew open as far as they could go. “I thought…”

“Sshh. Our first time is not going to be on a sofa.” Without any other warning, he picked her up and carried her into his bedroom, but instead of gently laying her down as she expected, William playfully dropped her, and with a smirk, watched her bounce a few of times. He hesitated for a moment, watching her and thinking how easily she broke down his defenses, but who was he to fight it? Bloody hell, let come what may. Surely making love to her wouldn’t trigger any images since Beth was more than willing because she cared about him. Opposite of Buffy when they had ever had sex, Spike had never deluded himself that Buffy ever cared about him.

As she bounced up and down, her surprise turned quickly into laughter, and he loved it. With a leer and a growl, he pounced on her, which made her shriek and laugh louder. Strategically, he had landed on top of her, making sure that he took the impact on his arms on either side of her. Beth didn’t care if he pushed her through the bed down onto the wood floor as long as he was lying on top of her. When he captured her mouth with his own, Beth’s laughter was silenced, and her moans began. Thinking back to the graveyard, kissing Beth while she was laughing, was quickly becoming one of his favorite past times. Instead of before, this kiss again filled with joy but also tasted of released tension. Spike felt that his self imposed gates between them had opened wide. Bloody hell, he always wanted her. She made it obvious wanted him. And there was no longer any question about what they were going to do about their hard checked desires.

On Beth’s part, she also tasted his release of his desire for her. She had read it in his face, and in his eyes, but now she could feel his emotions set free. Well worth the wait, she grinned as she felt the bulge in his pants pressed against her own. This was the finale of her show and no doubt the critics would give glowing reviews tomorrow. That was after some more encores all night long.

Spike’s fingers weaved into her hair, framing the sides of her face. Beth moaned at just the touch of his long, pale hands, and she arched up into his lean body as he plundered her mouth, trying to fulfill a need to get as close as possible. He pulled away long enough for her to catch her breath before coming down on her lips again. ‘Wow,’ Beth thought that she must have unleashed a tiger, but she was already loved his ferocious growls and his purrs.

Still locked in their kiss, he rolled them over so that she was now on top. Beth pulled back with a giggle. “I thought you were supposed to be on top?” She felt his hands exploring her back and traveling down to her ass. “But then I couldn’t run my hands all over you like this, could I?” She enjoyed his squeezing the globes of her ass to emphasize his point. Aroused, Beth groaned at his demonstration, raised her eyebrow while giving him a seductive smile. “Good point, or I should say good hands?” Beth took one of his hands in her own. When she brought it up to her mouth, she placed a kiss and each fingertip before taking the tip of her tongue and licked across his palm. “Those hands are also good for me, though.”
Spike had a couple of false starts before sound would come out of his mouth. “How’s that, luv?”

Chuckling as she watched his eyes roll up into his head as Beth rubbed her pelvis on his, grinding her clit against his cock through their clothes. When she grabbed the sides of his hair to pull him back into a searing kiss, she could feel his pelvis lifting up trying to get closer to her own erogenous zone. Not able to stand her slow pace, he rolled them back so that he was on top to grind on her as he pleased, pushing her down into the mattress. When she pulled back, they were both panting.
Obviously, breathing wat net necessary for vampires. However, Spike was never good at following rules. In Sunnydale he often breathed and was told that he often did when he slept. So the habit was finally coming in handy since Spike had been trying for the last year to breath all the time in order to mix in better with the human’s he worked around. This was one of those times that all that practice paid off, and he was trying to suck in air as hard as she was.

Finally catching her breath, she looked at him while biting her bottom lip. “Not that I don’t like this position,” she said with a wiggle that felt good to both of them, “but how can I get your clothes off if you are on top?”

Spike tilted his head in confusion. “I would think it would be easier this way, luv.”

“Not the way I had in one of my dreams.” She gave him a wink with a tempting half-smile.

“Well, ducks, don’t let me lie in the way of your sleepy time frolics.” He rolled them back over so he was on his back again. Not wasting anytime, immediately straddling him, she pulled his button down shirt out of his pants. Next she ran her hand, palms flat up under his shirt, enjoying the feel of his cool, lean torso. When she neared his pecs, she purposefully ran her hands over his nipples, earning a hiss from William. Beth looked up into his hungry eyes and smiled as she slid her hands back down the planes of his torso until she was back out of his shirt. Then she started with the buttons at the bottom of his shirt, carefully working her way up to the last button at the top. Taking both sides, she laid the shirt open revealing his well sculptured chest and abs, which were much better than any dream. Beth sincerely hoped the he couldn’t tell that she was drooling. This time she used her fingertips to trace random patterns across his muscles, as she ran them up his chest then back down. .

All the while Spike watched her face, her obvious enjoyment of this incredible foreplay, which only heightened his own.
But then she changed from fingertips to fingernails. She started at the top, lightly scratching down over his nipples and then back over them again. All the while Beth’s gaze was now locked with William’s blue eyes which were deepened in color due to desire. As he gave her a low, warning growl, she gave him a half-smile as she could feel her own nipples harden, evident to him through her sports bra.

Just before he lunged at her, she scooted down to straddle his thighs. Raising her eyebrows while still looking into his, he saw her extreme passion for him. She unbuttoned the top button of his fly and then slowly unzipped his pants, making sure to free up his aching erection. She stroked the velvety head, spreading the pre-cum before firmly grasping his erection and sliding her hand down its length, and she groaned herself when the motion elicited another intense grown from him. The second stroke she made sure to slide her hand down into the wiry curls at the base and before slowly stroking back up. Releasing his cock, she crawled the rest of the way down his legs until she was off the bed completely. The frustration on William’s face was almost comical if only her own wet cunt had not been wet and aching unrelieved desire.

First she took of his shoes and socks, and then pulled off his jeans which he was more that happy to assist her efforts. When he laid back down flat, she gave his body an assessing look, making him wonder what was coming next. If she left now, he thought he would go ahead and stake himself before his cock exploded from pent-up frustration.

Looking back into his heated gaze, she took off her own shoes before hooking her thumbs in the waist of her warm-up pants and slipping them off to reveal a red, lacy thong. Beth chuckled when he set up on his elbows to get a better view. Next she pulled her sports bra off over her head, and Spike could feast his eyes on what the white, nearly see through sports bra had hinted at.

Spike had definitely seen Buffy’s body before. Not enough in fact. But this time with Beth, he saw sharp, clear, and lit from within, the parts of Beth that Buffy had been holding back.

Then looking at him with hungry, predatory eyes, Beth slipped out of her thong revealed all to his gaze. Now both could revel in looking at the other’s naked body, which eagerly did. Desire quickly turned into open and honest lust, stressing open and honesty in Spike’s mind.

Running her tongue slowing across her upper lip, she started crawling on her hands and knees back up the bed the same way she had gotten off by straddling his legs. However, this time when she straddled his legs, she took time to rub her inner thighs and the lips of her sex across his skin. When she stopped, she looked into his glazed eyes, gave him a cat likile ile before she glanced back down. Spike held his unneeded breath as he watched her pink tongue come out to lick the head of his penis. First she licked off the pre cum as if it was a precious elixir before looking back up into his stunned face. Then Spike watched her look back down and run her tongue around the head of his erection again. As she finished licking the last of his pre-cum she looked back into his eyes, before opening her lips wide and taking his shaft into her mouth. As much as he wanted to watch, at this point all he saw since he threw his head back and stared sightlessly up at the ceiling due to the intense pleasure she was causing in his body.

In reaction to her hot mouth, Beth felt his hips rise, but she held him down by placing one hand on his stomach to remind him to stay still. She pulled her mouth back up and continued slowly stroking up and down his cock just with her mouth, no hands, half a dozen times before pulling back enough to softly lick and suck the head again. While he was still in shock from her mouth, she started to crawl again her way up his body until she and William were nose to nose. She looked into his glazed blue eyes, which mirrored her own building hunger. She also felt satisfaction in this finale to her play.
Lightly rubbing her nose on his, she purred, “Hummm, skin on skin. Much better.”

His answer came out rough and very sexy. “New rule for this bedroom. No clothes being worn are allowed.”

But her finale was far from over. With a groan his hand reached up to rap around the nape of her neck, pulling her to him in a steamy kiss, the firm by his hand now entangled in her hair while still keeping her lips on his own. His free hand moved down to her hip, and she could feel him trying to position her so that he could slide all the way into her. However, she pulled back and clicked her tongue several times at him, giving him a small shake of her head before continuing their kiss. Her feeling of seductive power soared when she felt both of his hands slide around her in a loose embrace. Satisfied that she was again in charge, Beth moved her hips so that she could feel between the apex her legs the length of his cool hard-on rubbing against her hot, wet lips and dragging against her clit.

When she broke away from the kiss, Spike was the one gasping for air he didn’t even need before her mouth descended back on his own.

With a hand rising up to clasp the back of her head again, Spike’s kiss started out intense changing to frantic from his need to slide into her up to the hilt, to be a part of this amazing, hot seductress. Beth’s special brand of foreplay was truly award winning, and he hoped she would give him more demonstration of nominated awards. in the future. Moaning, Spike felt her continue rubbing up and down the full length of his cock. Until unexpectedly during one strokes driving he mad, Beth stopped when the head of his cock was at her opening, and with out warning, she sharply slid down until he was buried inside her until she couldn’t go any further down. Pulling her mouth from his, she threw her head back with a cry of pleasure that matched Spike’s own. Then he looked up at Beth, beautiful with her head throw back, with her guttural scream followed by whimpers. He growled as she ground her pelvis on his as if trying to find the best position but discovering the every position sitting with him inside her was perfect. When he ran his hands up her body and cupped a breast in each hand, she looked down at him with glazy eyes that mirrored his own. Spike lifted up his hips in a silent request. Smiling in answer to his hint, she lifted up and began a slow ride, her inner muscles caressing his length as he slid in and out. Each time, she lifted up until just the tip of his head was still inside her, before swiftly coming back down. She ran her hands along his arms acknowledging the added pleasure of his hands teasing her nipples.

When Spike could no longer take the slow, teasing pace, he quickly grabbed her hips to grind against him one more time and then flipped them over so that he was on top, never unseating his cock from her hot core. This time he set the pace starting out slow but gaining speed as their bodies came together.

When he was on top, his first thrusts felt so good, making her feel like she was a part of him as she truly wanted to be. She had been able read the insecurities in his face be she she had made her move on the sofa, and she had seen it on various times when she had visited him below. But here and now, feeling his body on hers, his shaft inside her, she promised herself that she would shoo off those insecurities far, far away, and permanently. She knew it would take time that his scars were deep, but that was something she would work on also. But now with his harder and faster motions, all she could think about the feel off him stroking in and out of, hi, his pelvis slamming harder and harder against her clit. She could feel her muscles start to contract signally that her climax building fast.

When he had first entered her, he could feel her heat on his cold shaft. That in itself was amazingly erotic, he had felt the heat before, but Beth’s attitude combined with her heat meant so much more. As the friction of sliding into her, his cock slowly warmed up to her heat, but it was that same friction that made him want to burst. Just sliding in and out, feeling her muscles squeeze and massage him, pushed him on to a faster pace. She felt so good, lifting up to meet his every thrust. Knowing that each one of his hard thrusts hitting her clit and listening to her cry out made it even more erotic to Spike, her delicious feel of her climax build as her inner muscles start to tighten. Watching her face, eyes closed, Spike thrust harder to bring her to the peek. When she came, her muscles contracted even harder and kept contracting on his shaft sending him over the edge with her. They kissed, needing to taste each other as each felt each other come, the most intimate of moments. As they started to come down, a peace started to descend over them, a feeling of completeness, a feeling of what they has just done together was so undoubtedly right for both of them.

As Beth still held William in a kiss, he felt a kiss that was both deep and gentle. In this kiss Spike could tell exactly what her feelings for her, and when he finally pulled away from her lips he buried his head back in her shoulder, hiding just how moved by what had just happened between that just happened.

Beth didn’t want him to pull out of her body, but she want to looked at his handsome face. She gently urged him to lie on his side, facing her. She laid a hand on his cheek. “I missed you, William”

Spike’s brows knitted together. “What are you talking about, luv. I saw you last weekend. I am really seeing you now.” He raised his scared eyebrow and leered at her. Now comedy he could handle, and he would deal with his feelings about her later.

“No,” she pinched him playfully on the arm, “I did not see “you.” I mean the “you” that is here now. Last weekend, I saw some kind of William cyborg. He was just as handsome as you, but nothing else was like you. No smile, no teasing, no flirting, no closeness, and especially no kissage. But now I have you back, and even better, I have had my way with you.” Betn hen her tongue over her upper lip, and then placed a quick kiss on his smiling lips.

Spike was thinking fast how to explain his actions last weekend since it was not like he could say that he didn’t want to remind her of her previous life. “I was just trying to be a gentleman and not push things too fast.”

Beth closed the small gap between their bodies and gave him a hot kiss that left Spike groaning. “No to the gentleman and yes to pushy. In fact I like pushy from you.” She pressed her body so that she could feel his semi-erect penis against her, and rubbed against it. “Would you like to get pushy again?”

*****

Much later, Beth was exhausted and was now snuggled up to Spike’s side, head on his chest, falling asleep. Spike was very relieved that he breathed in his sleep since her head was lying on his chest, but he had one more concern. This was one of those questions that went into the category of what in the bloody hell was a hundred plus year old vampire having to ask such a question. “Pet, don’t you need to go to your dad’s for the rest of the night?”

The sleepy reply was slow in coming. “Hmmm?…No, I didn’t tell him I was coming to town, so that I could stay with you.” That woke her up. Beth bit her lower lip nervously. “That is…if you want me here all night.”

“Arugh, kitten, I want you tonight, tomorrow night, any night, until the very last minute that you have to leave for classes.”


*****

Saturday night, Beth and William planned to go to a Chinese restaurant and then see a movie afterwards. However, when Beth started feeding him some of her food followed by a kiss each time, Spike paid the ticket, had their food boxed up to go and dragged her laughing back to the loft where the spent the rest of the night in his bed. Finally they both fell asleep.
Quickly becoming Beth’s favorite position to sleep, she was curled up against Spike’s back with her arm draped over his and leg over his. However, a reoccurring dream she had been having for the last few weeks woke her up. Moving slowing trying to not wake William, she grabbed his shirt to throw on, and then walked into the living room to stand, gazing out the window over the cemetery. Her head was tilted to the side with her confusion written all over her face.

Spike quickly felt the loss of the heat of her body. First he felt that fear that she had left him? Next came the worry that something happened to her? He threw on his pants and ran into the living room, looking around frantically. He easily found her looking out of the window. “Beth?”

She was so engrossed in her dream that she didn’t hear him come into the room, let alone heard him call her name.
Not knowing what to think, Spike called her name once more as he walked up to her. He wrapped his arms around and whispered in her ear. “What is it, luv? Have a bad nightmare?”

As Spike started rubbing small circles on her back to comfort her, Buffy started talking but kept her gaze fixed on the cemetery.

“I don’t know what’s going on? I am having dreams for the past few weeks that seem so real that I’m starting to think that they are true…? But they couldn’t be. And just a couple of weeks ago in a dream, I was walking down an alley in Sunnydale and was drawn to an old, abandoned house.” Beth didn’t notice that he was no longer rubbing her back. “Curious, I went inside. The house was in bad shape, but I could see you there, black jeans, a blue, button down shirt over a black t-shirt and that leather coat you had on when I first met you at the mall. We were arguing, next physically fighting, and then I kissed you. Due to our passion, we ended up knocking the house down around us.

Unfortunately, Spike had no doubt why she was having those dreams tonight since that house was the first time he had sex with Buffy, and correspondingly, this weekend was the first time with Beth. He started rubbing her back again.

Buffy started talking again in hushed tones. “Another recurring dream is that I am walking through graveyards. Not this one, but other ones. I feel like I have a purpose of why I am supposed to be there, but I have no idea what it is.” Spike slowed rubbing again. “Sometimes I’m alone, sometimes you are with me. In fact, you are wearing that black leather duster again.” She paused for a moment, looking up at the stars as if for some divine revelation. “Instead of funny ha-ha, it’s funny weird because even when I’m alone, I’m comfortable strolling through a graveyard at night instead of getting the major wiggins. When you are there, I know you are there to help me with my purpose, whatever that is.” Beth looked back at Spike, who just shrugged. “The last dream is simple. You and I are sitting on my mom’s back porch just talking. That is the most relaxing of the dreams. Anyway, I think even Freud would say that’s wacked out.” Beth turned around and buried her face into his chest and her arms around his waist. “Well, anyway I had the cemetery dream, the abandoned house dream, and the porch dream all three tonight. That’s never happened before, so I just came out here to think.” Beth stood up on the balls of her feet to plant a light kiss on his lips. “Ok, maybe Freud wouldn’t say wacked out. But something like “crazy as hell” in German.”

“No, luv, I can honestly say that your dreams don’t sound strange at all to me.” The dream of patrolling together could have many reasons and same with the porch dream, but hopefully they symbolized the tentative friendship that had formed between he and Buffy. While not changing his expression, Spike wrapped his arms back around Beth.

Beth snuggled up closer to him. “Maybe I knew you in a previous life.”

Spike finally smiled again. “Now that could be true, but this life feels pretty good right now.”

“...All I do know for sure out of my recently wacked out life, is that I want you in it.”

Spike swept her up into his arms and headed for the bedroom. “Luv, let me show you how much I want you.”

TBC