Spike's Return

Disclaimer: OK, yet again let me say I don't own any characters in this or any other story I may write. Although I would love to own Spike if Joss wants to get rid of him, hehehehehehehe.

Story so far: Spike has returned to Buffy with his Soul, has already been through the guilt process and had re-affirmed his bond with his Sire Angel.

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Even with Buffy's Slayer healing, it took three days before she felt well enough to train Dawn again. It had been nearly a week since their last session. So she decided to invite Spike along in case Dawn got bratty, She always listened to him!

About an hour into the session Spike decides he wants to help.

"Buffy, why don't we show her how to dance?" Dawn thinks they mean actual dancing, but when Buffy throws him to the floor she guesses not and takes Spike's spectator seat and watches. Spike was right, they did dance. They moved perfectly together, each anticipating the others move.

Spike slid under one of Buffy’s almost lethal kicks, which he then parry’s with a punch to the jaw which she easily avoids. They know each others style so well!

Suddenly Buf leg leg lashes out with lightening quick speed. Spike jumps back but the toe of her boot swipes across his chest, catching him slightly off guard.

Buffy grinned at his surprise, that was a move Giles had taught her but she rarely used it, saved it for the tricky Vamps.

Spike recovered quickly, a grin on his face which quickly made Buffy take notice. He was fast, he crouched low to the floor and swung his leg out, swatting her ankles and catching her off balance slightly. He leapt back to his feet and they exchanged a few more punches.

Dawn watched in fascination, it was like they were one person but somehow managed to part and had to spend eternity trying to merge again.

Buffy steeled herself and looked at Spike as he moved close for another parry of punches, he is so sexy! She thought as she kicked him in the stomach, she didn’t miss the knowing smile on his face before he doubled over, as he heard her thoughts.

"Focus Pet!" Spike’s smile turning to a smirk until she took him by surprise and flipped them over so he was on his back and she was straddling him.

Neither Dawn or Spike could see how she’d so it, but Spike wasn’t complaining. He could feel her desire coming off her in waves.

"Easy Luv, I jut got these jeans cleaned!" he smirked, leaving a flushed Slayer glaring at him and a confused Dawn trying not to work out what he could mean, as he tried to wriggle out of his mates grip. Buffy was having none of it, however, and only shifted slightly to pin his wrists above his head, grinding down on him slightly.

Dawn heard the growl from Spike moments before he flipped them over and took the same position Buffy had occupied.

"Nibblet, why don’t you go and talk to Giles for a while?" Spike said, his eyes never leaving Buffy’s as he felt himself harden over her.

"No!" Buffy said, managing to wriggle out from under Spike, knowing that if he really wanted to keep her their he could of, but he always knew when she was serious. "Dawn, it’s time!" Buffy had talked to Dawn that morning, and she had readily agreed to Spike marking her.

Spike got to his feet immediately, realising what he was required to do. He could feel his Demon buzzing in anticipation. He walked over to Buffy and sank his fangs into her neck to re-affirm the bond for his demon and partly to re-assure Dawn that it would be okay.

Spike gently brought Dawn into his arms and, with a smile at Buffy, said "protected" and sank his fangs in to his nibblet. She moaned in pain but then felt all floaty and she could feel Spike’s love for her and the promise to protect her enveloped her. She could also feel Buffy somewhere in her mind as well, the connection was complete, they were a family. Then it was over, he retracted his fangs and hugged her tightly, bringing Buffy into the hug as well.

"Wow Spike! That was amazing. Your right Buffy, it is……. Wow! Just….. Anyway…. I’m gonna get a cookie." Dawn left hurridly, grinning cheekily, leaving Buffy to explain.

"It feels like what Luv?" Spike questioned with a smirk.

"Well…… for me it’s like…. When you kiss me with a passion that’s so hot it burns me, inside and out. So, it better not have felt that good for her! Mmmmmmm" Buffy finished with a moan at the memory, searching Buffy’s face for amusement and found only concentration.

"It’s a completely different mark, Luv. She can’t hear our thoughts but we can feel her emotions, me especially, but as my mate you will feel her anger, pain and fear. And she can call out to us it she needs us and we will know, we will be able to find her blindfolded. But, she definitely can’t hear us, nor can we hear her thoughts." Spike said, relieving all Buffy’s fears and making way for more interesting thoughts.

"Luv, you can’t keep thinking stuff like that, not unless you wanna lock the door and do something about it." Spike wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Buffy could feel the heat rising between her legs, and forced herself to ignore it.

"Spike! Your insatiable! But, we should join the others." Buffy laughed, as he pulled her towards him.

"You love it Slayer! Besides, you can talk!" Spike saw through her protests, but could also see she was serious about going to join the others, no more hiding. He never knew he could be this happy, luckiest man in the world he thought, as Buffy took his hand and then walked together to sit with the other Scoobies.

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Giles had been in a dream, pawing over a big, and very old, book in the corner of the shop. But even he looked up when he new lovers walked in. True, Buffy had never looked this happy and Spi Spike had more of a spring in his step but still….. He hoped she knew what she was doing.

This was the first time Spike and Giles had been in the same room since the……. Incident. Giles felt tense.

Spike, however, couldn’t be bothered to fight him it would only swerve to hurt Buffy, and he wasn’t willing to let that happen. He just sat down, surprised when Buffy sat on his lap despite the other chair next to him. He smiled happily, planting a kiss on her shoulder blade, making her shiver, and draped an arm round her waist and rested his hand on her thigh.

She leaned back into him, as she felt him relax, and looked up at Giles. "So, what’s the what Giles?" Ever the impatient Slayer, Giles thought, smiling indulgently. His expression solemning quickly though as he got back to the matter of hand.

"Oh God, please tell me the world isn’t ending again. When?" Buffy said, reading his eyes accurately as usual.

"Tonight!"

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