Damage

Spike stood behind Buffy in the shower, lathering soap into her skin. He ran his hands all over her body as she leaned back against him.
“Mmmm…that feels so nice” Buffy sighed.
“YOU feel so nice” Spike replied.
He moved her around so she was facing the back wall of the shower and bent her over.
“Brace yourself with your hands on the wall” he told her.

He nudged her legs apart and positioned himself at her entrance.
“What are you doi…” Buffy began and then stopped as she felt his cock start to push into her. At that point it was obvious.
He slid in deep and continued long and slow strokes.
“Oh…Buffy…it’s so good…you’re so good…never been better…I fit inside you so perfect. Can you feel that? Can you feel me?” he said.
“Ohh…yes. I feel you, Spike…please…” she moaned.

Spike increased his thrusts and reached around her to finger her swollen clit. She jumped as he did so.
“Ohhhhhhh” Buffy cried out.
“Tell me how much you love this, Buffy. How much you love my cock fucking you…tell me” Spike grunted as he thrust and flicked her clit.
“I…I….can’t…Spike….please” Buffy shuddered underneath him.
“Yes you can, Buffy. Tell me or I’ll stop. Tell me!” Spike ordered her.
“I love it…I love your ccccock….oh Spike! Fuck me with your big hard cock” Buffy went above and beyond the line of duty.
“That’s my girl” Spike smiled.
“Ohhh…cumming…cumming Spike” her pussy clamped down on his cock.
“FUCK…unnnghhhh….” Spike jerked his cock out of her and shot his seed all over her bottom.

He draped himself over her back and kissed the back of neckneck.
“Oh Buffy, my beautiful baby…you fuck me so good.” Spike breathed into her ear.
“You fuck me even better, Daddy” Buffy said softly.
Spike shuddered, then tensed and pulled away and stepped out of the shower. Buffy turned and rinsed herself off in the now almost cold water and then followed him. He was toweling himself off and she grabbed one for herself.

“Is something wrong? Did I say something?” Buffy took in the grim look on his face.
“Don’t call me that again, Buffy” Spike said.
“What? Daddy?” Buffy asked.
“Yes. Don’t call me that.” Spike repeated.
“Why not….Daddy?” Buffy smiled sweetly, testing his patience.
“Buffy…don’t push me” Spike warned her.
“Or what Daddy? Will you ….punish me?” Buffy pressed her luck.
“Would you like that? Is that what you want me to do to you? Punish you?” Spike walked over to her and grabbed her shoulders.

“Fine. I won’t call you Daddy if you don’t like it that much” Buffy finally relented.
“I don’t want you to not call me it because I don’t like it. I don’t want you to call me it because I like it too damn much” Spike smashed his mouth against hers then pulled away.
“Why do YOU want to call me that?” he smashed his mouth to hers again then pulled away for the second time.
“I…I…I don’t know” Buffy said breathlessly.
“Oh but I think you do Buffy. You’re just afrai tel tell me.” Spike guessed correctly.
“Whatever” Buffy said and pulled away and huffed into the bedroom.

She flopped down on the bed and pulled the sheet up over her nude body.
Spike came out; towel draped around his waist and lit a cigarette while his eyes followed her form.
“You know, that’s bad for your health” Buffy rolled to face him, smelling the smoke.
“Yeah. Maybe it will put me in the grave soon” Spike sat down on the edge of the bed.
“Oomph!” He said as he felt Buffy slam into his back.
“Don’t you say things like that. Don’t you ever say that again” Buffy hugged him from behind.
“Ssshhhh pet. It’s O.K. I was just being a wiseass” Spike stubbed out his smoke and turned to hold her.
“It’s not funny. Talking about yourself dying. I just found you. I can’t lose you now” Buffy hugged him harder.
“Ssshhhh. There now. I’m not going anywhere, luv. I promise” Spike stroked her drying hair and rocked her.
Spike laid down, taking her with him and cuddling her to his chest. They both dozed off listening to the other breathe.

Spike woke up to the feel of something soft and wet rubbing all over his cock. He opened his eyes and Buffy was straddled on top of him running his almost fully hard cock over her wet slit, eyes closed, head thrown back.
“Having fun, pet?” Spike drawled and she jumped, opening her eyes.
“Hi” she gave him a shy wave.
“Don’t stop on my account, luv.” Spike grinned up at her.
“I was just…ummm…playing…” Buffy grinned back.
“I love the way you play, sunshine” Spike arched his hips up into her, grinding himself to her.

“Can we try it this way?” Buffy asked.
“We can try it anyway you want, baby” Spike answered.
“I’m not sure how to….do I just sit on it?” Buffy asked innocently.
Spike groaned, “Here, let me…..lift up a bit” he reached down and placed the head of his cock at her opening.
“Now…lower yourself onto it…” Spike instructed her.
“Ohhh…ooooohhh….” Buffy moaned as he slowly filled her inch by inch until she was all the way down on him.
She flung her head back and arched her back, driving him deeper.
“Ohhh…it’s so deep this way. Spike! Spike!” she cried out.
“Fuck, Buffy. That’s it. Christ! Now lift yourself up and then back down.” Spike gave her further instructions.

Buffy raised back up and placed her hands on his chest to steady herself as she lifted her bottom up and down causing his cock to slide in and out of her.
“Ohhh...yeah…Buffy….that’s good…you got it baby…” Spike moaned.
“Can I go harder than this, Spike?” Buffy asked him.
“Yessssssss….do it harder.” Spike replied.
Buffy began slowly raising herself and then sharply slamming back down on him. She got herself into a rhythm and worked herself on his cock furiously.

“Ohh...Buffy...that’s it. Fuck yourself on it. Fuck yourself on my cock. Fuck, Buffy!” Spike grabbed her hips and helped guide her movements.
“Ohhhhh God…you’re so big…so big and hard…Spike…you make me wet…you make me so wet…I just want to fuck your big hard cock over and over….ohhhh Spike…..” Buffy let herself go, giving over to the powerful sensations.
Spike was so turned on by her verbal fucking of him, he forgot about pulling out.
“FUCK! Unnnghhhh…cumming…so hard….take it Buffy…milk it all out of me” Spike shot his load as she continued to ride him for all she was worth.
He reached up and pinched her clit and she screamed, cumming herself.
“SPIKE! OHHHHHHHHHHHH” she collapsed on top of him.

“Shit!” he swore, rolling her off of him.
“What? Did I do it wrong?” Buffy asked worriedly.
“No...I forgot to pull out. Sorry. It was just…God, Buffy...it was so good…I’m sorry...” Spike apologized.
“It’s O.K. hopefully we’ll be alright. I can’t wait until I get on the pill too because I love feeling you cum inside of me” Buffy said then blushed realizing what she just said.
“I love feeling me cum inside you too, Buffy” Spike pulled her in for a kiss.

“How much longer do we have? Buffy looked at the clock.
“About an hour, luv. Give me a few minutes and I should be able to go another round” Spike said.
“I didn’t mean…I mean...we can just talk you know. I can do other things than just have sex” Buffy informed him.
“I know sweetheart. I didn’t mean it that way. I mean, I didn’t mean to offend you. I know you can do other things. Come here…we can talk” he leaned back against the headboard and pulled her to rest between his legs.

“How come you have an accent when…he doesn’t?” Buffy asked not saying Riley’s name for fear of upsetting Spike.
“I was born and raised in London. I came to the States to go to college where I met Dru. He was born here and has lived his whole life here and just never picked up my accent. He talks just like all the other kids in school, I suspect.” Spike answered.

“My turn. Where is your father, Buffy?” Spike questioned.
“I don’t really know. Last we heard he was in Spain. He ran off with his secretary when I was 5 and they moved to Spain. That’s all I know” she replied.
“Bastard” Spike swore under his breath.

“Is your wife….ummm...really crazy?” Buffy hesitantly asked.
“She has a severe mental illness. She takes medication but each year she has gotten worse. It started after Riley was born and went down hill from there.” Spike responded.

“Do you still love her?” Buffy whispered.
“I thought it was my turn but to answer your question, no. I will always care about Dru’s well-being but I haven’t been in love with her for many years, Buffy. We haven’t even had marital relations for 10 years.” Spike sighed.
“You hadn’t had sex for 10 years?” Buffy shouted in surprise.
“I don’t think the neighbors heard you luv. Why don’t you shout it again?” Spike said dryly.
“Sorry…it’s just…you’re so good and so handsome and wow….just surprised me is all” Buffy blushed.
“I’m also loyal and faithful…to a fault…well…at least I was until I met you” Spike felt a twinge of guilt creep up on him.
“I’m sorry” Buffy hung her head in shame.
“Ssshhh…don’t be sunshine. I did this. It was my choice. I’m responsible for my own actions.” Spike told her.

Buffy looked at the clock. It was time to go. She sighed.
“I know baby. I don’t want to leave either but we have to” Spike said.
“I know. We will see each other again though, won’t we?” she asked him with a frightened look in her eyes.
He couldn’t tell her no if he tried, “Of course sunshine. I promise. Now, we better get dressed.”

They both dressed and then left the hotel room in equal silence. They held hands the entire drive back to Sunnydale, wanting to be as close as they could be until it was time when they couldn’t. A few minutes after four, Spike pulled into Buffy’s driveway. She flung herself at him, peppering his face all over with kisses.

“I know you might think it’s just a stupid little girl crush, Spike…but…I think I’m falling in love with you…” Buffy said shyly and then before he could respond, grabbed her purse and jumped out of the car and ran up to her front door.

Spike watched her open the door, turn back and wave and then go inside.
“I don’t think, Buffy. I AM falling in love with you” he said out loud to himself as he put the car in reverse, backed up and sped off down the road feeling her kisses still lingering on his face.

Continued in Chapter 9- High School Sweethearts