A Trunk Full of Trouble

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Chapter 8 – The Loving

All Spike wanted to do was look at her. Well, actually, there were a few other things he wanted to do to her, but they were currently in the lodge’s restaurant for a late lunch.

From cloud nine, Buffy was nibbling at her salad. She thought that she needed Giles’ attention, but that wasn’t so. All she needed was Spike’s. The feeling was wonderful, but he didn’t have to know how wonderful yet. “What? You’re making me nervous, staring at me like that.”

After a pause, Spike tilted his head. “Reme whe when I told you that I had given up on women because I always saw the worst?”

Teasingly, Buffy quoted for him. “’Ninety-eight point eight percent chance of failure.’ Yes, I remember. So give it to me. What is the worst now?”

“In your eyes…” Spike tried to see all the way to her soul. “…in your eyes, I see the future.”

Suddenly, pulling in breath through the fear of his rejection was extremely difficult. ‘Had to ask, didn’t you?’ Buffy chastised herself. She was terrified. Had he already seen failure for them in the future after only one night? “Well? The future. Is it the worst?”

“No, that’s just it. I see the future in your eyes, and it is the best.” He became dizzy gazing at her, and Spike felt bewildered. “Maybe I’m dreaming.”

“Do you want to be dreaming?” Did she want the answer to that question?

“No.” Shaking his head, Spike continued to stare at her. The future. If she was his future, she was a beautiful future for both of them.

To Buffy, cloud nine was feeling pretty good again. He saw the future in her eyes. A future with both of . J. Just what she wanted. Someone that wanted her on a permanent basis. To be precise, that was half of the home she dreamed of. The other half was a place to be with that someone, but that could wait. Spike alone made her happy, made her feel wanted.

Noticing that they had both been silent for several moments, Buffy decided to lighten things up. “Do you like my tummy?”

Surprised by her question, Spike gave a snort of laughter. His answer was pseudo-serious. “It’s nice.”

Buffy tilted her head. “Do you like my laugh?”

“Yeah, kitten, I like it when you smile.” Spike was beginning to enjoy her questioning.

“I know you like my car.”

“Well, we’re not mates. We’ve hadn’t really gotten to know each other.”

Buffy tried to hide her laugh, but then she became a little more serious. “Do you like the way I make you feel?”

Spike was having a hard time answering that question because of all it would reveal. He loved how she made him feel, but that was too close to admitting that he loved her. But he would tell the truth. No way would he tell her anything other than the truth. He just hoped she didn’t ask certain other questions. “Yes.”

“Does that mean that you like me?”

He just stared some more. There was one of those questions he wasn’t ready for yet. That question just hit too close to what he suspected to be the truth. He was scared that he already loved this little imp. Spike put a twenty on the table, and with a soft smile on his sculpted lips, he offered Buffy his hand. When she took it, without a word, he silently led her back to the room. He couldn’t tell her his feelings in words, but he could show her. He could make love to her.

Buffy didn’t know what to think. She had asked him if he liked her, and he hadn’t replied other than taking her back to the room. She had been hoping for some type of declaration. But wait, she had gotten one. He had said that he saw the future in her eyes. As long as they were both in it together, the future was a big type of declaration.

Other than that, his thoughts were a mystery to Buffy. To hide her nervousness, she pulled two bottles of water out of the mini-frig and walked to him where he was sitting on one of the two beds. When she offered him one, he grabbed her whole hand instead of just the bottle, which effectively kept her from moving away. He didn’t meet much resistance.

His face was still unreadable, which made her only more nervous.

“Kiss me?” His voice was deep and sexy with a hint of playfulness.

Relieved that he wasn’t upset with her, Buffy smiled. “You didn’t have to ask.” She stepped between his legs, leaving only enough room between their bodies to lower her lips to his. Dropping the bottle, she wrapped her free arm around his neck. The first kiss was soft and short. She pulled back up so that she could look into his eyes. “So you might like me? I might like you.” She teased.

That was all it took. For some reason unknown to her, her words ignited the fire that had been smoldering within him since the discussion of “like” had come up. He put his hand behind her head and pulled her back down. This kiss was nothing like the first. Caution was thrown to the wind. The moment her lips parted, Spike’s tongue moved inside to duel with her own. Buffy moaned as he took over.

Spike let go of the hand he had still been holding, but neither heard the water bottle hit the carpet. With that arm now free, he slid his hand underneath her shirt to explore. Pinching the clasp, her bra opened, and Spike ran his hand up and down, enjoying the freedom? but it wasn’t enough. He slid her shirt up over her head. She followed his motion by slipping his t-shirt off. Their groans mixed when the skin of chest and breast rubbed against each other. Their kiss became more intense. With each hand, he stroked the sides of her breasts, allowing his thumbs to brush against her nipples.

Moving to straddle his lap, she could feel his large erection rubbing against her heat. Or she should admit that she was rubbing and grinding against his hard on. Oh God, she needed him inside of her. With their lips lingering against each other, Buffy stood up, panting. She stood back up again, drawing him with her. She made quick work of getting out of her jeans, as he removed his own. Once they were both naked, she pushed him back down on the edge of the bed and climbed into his lap. She could feel the coolness of his shaft between her legs. After moving around to the best position, she was riding his shaft on the outside of her channel, between the folds of her sex. Now there was some exquisite foreplay, she thought.

Spike was enjoying her ingenuity and was almost coming unglued at the feel of her moist pussy lips gliding up and down, grinding against his cock. Finally, ingenuity be damned. He had to get into her.

They were in unspoken agreement. She had intended to wait? to draw this superb foreplay out longer? but she needed to have him inside her. She wrapped her arms around him and lifted up. She moved, shifted and ground her heat against his erection until she felt the head of his shaft at the opening of her sex. He pulled back so that he could look at her face when he became one with her. To his pleasant surprise, she looked him in the eyes as his cool shaft slid into her. She could feel him stretching and filling her as they melded together, hot to cold. He watched her face as her lips parted in ecstasy. She rode the tides of intense feelings. She rode him, coming down on him again and again so hard that the meeting of their bodies could be heard throughout the room. “Oh, god, yes,” came from the back of Buffy’s throat. “Yes, yes, yes.”

Regretting that he would have to leave her for a moment, growling Spike lifted her up and laid her on her back in the bed. “Oh, luv, your lap dance was driving me wild, but I want, no, I need to make love to you.”

She melted in his arms. ‘Make love.’ She knew it was just an expression, but it still contained the word, “love.” She looked into his eyes and echoed his words. “Make love to me.”

Just the mention of love sent Spike over, reeling. He wanted to be gentle, but his possessive instincts kicked in. His demon’s instincts kicked in. He wanted her hard and fast. He wanted to keep her. His demon wanted to claim her. He found her entrance and shoved himself in to the hilt and was rewarded when he felt her arch her back before forcibly lifting her hips to drive him further home. The pace they set was fast. Their mouths were frantic for each other, dueling, devouring. Their bodies slammed together over and over, each trying to get closer with each drive.

But when Spike felt Buffy’s fingernails claw his back, his demon came forward. He pulled out of the kiss just in time to save her from his fangs. Horrified, he tried to pull his shaft out of her, but she wouldn’t let him. If anything else, she set the pace faster. As their orgasms were approaching, she turned her head to the side, purposefully drawing his attention to her neck. Just the offering of her neck almost made him come. “No, luv, don’t tempt me. I won’t mark you for all the other slayers and watchers to see.”

“Then mark me where they won’t see…my breast.” Buffy could easily read his mind at that moment. He wanted to claim her, make her his, and that was what she wanted also. But he was afraid for her, that the academy would be furious, and afraid that he didn’t have the right. Well, she had the right to give him what they both wanted, and she had the need to give it. Buffy raised her hips up to meet his and when his pelvis clashed with her clit, her fingernails clawed down his back again. And again, she offered herself. “Please, Spike. I trust you. I want this.”

Her fingernails drawing blood this time ensured that the demon was staying in the forefront. He had to have her as his own. When his fangs entered the beginning of the rise of her breast, Buffy came with a shriek, her body bucking over and over. As the warm blood of the woman flowed over his tongue, Spike came also, pumping his seed into as her body was contracting around his shaft.

He quickly withdrew his fangs, and in the aftermath of their joining, he lathed the punctures clean. Buffy continued to hold on tight with both her arms and her legs. She had never felt anything like it before. When his fangs had entered her skin, it was like thousands of fireworks went off all over her body, wishing that they never had to stop. When he had withdrawn his fangs, she had given a little whimper before relaxing and enjoying his ministrations to the wound, feeling one with him.

Spike couldn’t believe what had just happened. He had fed from her, the woman he loved? a bonding. He could admit his love for her to himself now, but still had a problem saying it. But yes, he did love her. Now, it was a matter of finding a way of keeping her. He didn’t doubt that he would. It was just a matter of how. One way was to claim her, and she claim him, making the bond permanent, but it was much too soon for th He He didn’t even know if she loved him, at least not yet.

After switching positions so that she was lying on top, Buffy laid her head over where his heart should be beating. She didn’t want to set herself up for failure, but she had to know. She was sleeping with a vampire so it was important that she know. “So…do you like me?”

She could hear Spike chuckle in his chest. “Yes, kitten, I like you and some.”

“Good.” She kissed his chest. “I like you, too.” Like him, that was all she could admit, but that little bit meant the world to her right now.

Knock, knock, knock. “Room service.”

Spike looked at Buffy, and when she shook her head, he called towards the door, “We didn’t order anything, so bugger off.”

Knock, knock, knock.

Spike slipped into his jeans and padded over to the door barefoot. Jerking the door open, he was growling. “Look, mate…” Pow. The next thing he knew was that he was sitting on the floor, holding an aching jaw. He looked up at one pfkin, a short demon with purple hair, and one salla, a tall, muscular grey demon. “Hey…ah…Pfk and Sal, nice of you to pay a call.”

Since Pfk was the brains and Sal was the brawn, Pfk did the talking. “Hello, ‘mate,’ fancy meeting you here.” He looked over at Buffy who was holding up a blanket for modesty and trying to put on her clothes at the same time. “Who’s the bird?”

“None of your bleeding business…ugh.” Spike flinched from thck tck to his stomach he had received from Sal. “Buffy, luv, these are the gentleman, and I say that loosely, whose money Angel has.”

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TBC


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