Fight or Flight

Chapter 9 Real Spike

Spike stalked like a jungle cat as he made his way over to Buffy’s. He. He stood at the foot frozen, half because he was mesmerised by the whole thing and part because he needed to think of the best approach, without him ending up fitting in an ashtray.

Buffy moaned once more, luckily for him she had her eyes firmly closed he was glad that he had the element of surprise.

What Spike hadn’t counted on was that Buffy knew exactly where he was standing. She could feel his presents. She didn’t stop, didn’t want to stop. There was enormous power in knowing what you could do to a Evil master vampire just by being a woman. She could still feel him hesitating at the end of her bed. Having him watch her was turning her on more then she would have liked to admit. She felt her orgasm building up, she felt him staring at her, then she felt cold lips descend upon her, she moaned in his mouth and he returned her moan with a growl of his own.

Spike kissed Buffy passionately, he needed to touch her as their tongues fought together. Her lips were so soft that he was almost afraid to bruise them as her kissed deepened she silently begged him him to touch her pushing her self up towards him.

Gently as he could Spike moved onto the bed so that he was half on top of her. He noticed that her hand movement had stopped. He nudged her to continue,

“Don’t stop” he panted out breaking their kiss for only an instant. She obliged and smiled around his mouth.

“What were you thinking about?” Spike whispered nodding towards her now moving hand.

“You.” Buffy breathed out the word and Spike simply stared at her in wonderment. Seeing how much in awe he was, she continued.

“I wanted you to touch me,” Buffy spoke huskily into his neck and started to pant as her orgasm once more began to build up.

“I wanted you to kiss me,” this time she looked up into his eyes and Spike obeyed her request and began to glide his hands over her body, kissing her gently as he went.

“I wanted to feel the shivers you send down me,” she felt the exact ones as he lifted her shirt up and began to slowly and lovingly stroke her breast, he circled her nipples and Buffy once more began to moan in response.

“I wanted to feel you inside me.” Buffy almost cried out as her body shivered from a powerful orgasm. Spike was panting almost as hard as Buffy was. He looked down into her lust filled eyes and he was pretty certain now that Buffy was going to send him insane.

Buffy lay still in the after math and wasn’t sure how Spike was taking what she had just told him. He was inches from her face staring into her eyes his mouth agape, she was on the verge of regretting what had just came out her mouth when Spike kissed her, more passionate then any kiss that she had ever experienced. If she ever had any doubt in her mind that Spike was totally in love with her it was now gone.

He was on top of her in seconds, and a second later they were struggling to get free of their clothes only breaking their kisses for an instant. Spike thought that it seemed that time had frozen that none of the world had existed and he and Buffy were the only ones in it. He forgot about their pasts and what they were, no longer vampire and slayer but lovers. Buffy was on the same track of mind. His hands were in fifty places at once and each of the places were giving her more pleasure then the next. They were completely naked and Spike gently pulled her thighs apart with his own. Their kiss stoped and they looked at each other in the eyes both mesmerised.

Buffy thought that it wasn’t possible to want something so much, she would kill to feel him inside her, she had never thought that any man could have her begging. The thought of ‘any man’ made her come tumbling back to reality.

“Riley” Buffy spoke firm but also in a way apologetic.

Spike’s first thought was that she had called him the wrong name, and he was about to strangle her. When his brain clicked he was almost wishing she had called him the wrong name. He knew that there was no way she would go through with it, while she was with the solider boy.

“Right” Spike nodded and began to descend of the bed. Buffy stoped him and made him look into her eyes.

“I am sorry Spike.” Buffy looked at him pleadingly, she didn’t want to hurt him. Spike only nodded and went in search of his clothes.

Now that Buffy could see his naked form in the light she was kicking herself for having a conscience. Her breath caught in her throat when she took his whole body in, he was the definition of the male body and her female body parts were begging for him.

Spike was going to explode if he didn’t get out of the room at that moment, he heard Buffy’s tiny gasp at his expense but he didn’t have the energy or strength at the moment to be cocky. He instead walked towards the bathroom with his clothes in hand. He had some sexual tension to get rid of.

Buffy felt awful, she felt like such a tease. She hadn’t meant for Spike to get so worked up and then back out of it. The memory of Riley brought up so many memories as well, more then ever she was home sick. She wanted to go home to her bed and she wanted to see her mum. She desperately wanted to know that Dawn was okay. What if something bad happened to her little sister? Tears started to well up in her eyes and by the time that Spike emerged from the bathroom she was fully crying.

“Slayer? What’s wrong?” Spike asked with so much concern that Buffy was twice as upset about how far she had messed up things between them.

Spike came and sat down next to her and Buffy looked up at him with her gorgeous puppy dog eyes. His heart melted and any bad feelings he had been harbouring for her were washed away.

“Dawn.” Buffy chocked out and Spike raised an eyebrow for her to continue.

“What if something has happened to her, she needs me.” Buffy broke down into tears once more.

Spike put his arms around her and stroked her hair. He loved the feel of her in his arms he loved the warmth that she radiated and the calm he felt within himself. He felt at home, like he wasn’t struggling with his demon or his feelings for her. He knew that they were meant to be and that was all that mattered. One thing however he hated was seeing her cry.

“I’m sure the little bits fine luv, she has the whole scoobies to protect her.” He kissed her a top her head and laid back against the headboard he brought Buffy between his legs and she laid her head against his chest. She didn’t stop sobbing, in fact his comforting words only made her cry harder.

“Do you think we will ever get to see them all again? What if we are locked in here for years?” Buffy burrowed her head further into his chest.

She didn’t stop crying for a long while and Spike offered her comforting words but nothing helped. It was just something Buffy needed to get out. Her sobs started to cease and Buffy looked up into his eyes.

“Will you sing to me?” She asked in a small voice. Spike smiled down at her.

“Need a change
Not to imitate
But to irritate
All the ones who hate

I may be late
Always seem to get the wrong date
Well I guess it’s fate

I live in a cemetery
Full of good will and integrity
You see
I have no specialty

Here’s your warning
I’ll give you click click boom

I live in a cemetery
I need a change
Not to imitate
But to irritate

I live in a cemetery”
Buffy was asleep in his arms by the time his song ended. Kissing her forehead he whispered in her ear.

“We’ll get out luv, even if it means I lose this.”


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I am so sorry abthe the delay in chapters, I never meant to make everyone wait so long! Technological problems, so please don’t hate me! :) My darling beta has also not been through this so there probably many, many mistakes.
As usual please keep up the reviews, so I know what everyone thinks.
By the way ‘Cemetery’ is a silverchair song, not mine.