All the Way and Then Some

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And on with the next chapter…


“And Back Again”


About forty-five minutes later, long after Michelle Branch had left the stage, Buffy and Spike were still making out. On several occasions, Buffy felt as if she would collapse, her knees continuously buckling from his skilled tongue (though he was only kissing her mouth). Every time she felt as if she would fall, he would hold on to her tighter, clasping at her lower back with his strong hands, then caressing her sides with his fingers. Buffy felt her flesh burn, her skin tingled, and yet it still felt as if something were missing. Then someone walking pass bumped into Spike, pushing the two of them closer together, making their pelvises touch. Spike, not being able to resist, slowly began to grind into her. Oh god, that was it Buffy thought to herself as she began to grind into him as well. She through her head back and gasped repeatedly while Spike decided to entertain himself further by kissing and nipping at her neck. And then the nipping turned into light biting, breaking Buffy from her lustful haze.

Oh no, the chip. He’s biting at my neck! She thought wildly. The fact that he was a vampire nearly blinded her to the fact that the reason he was probably suckling and nipping at her neck was purely a manly thing- and having absolutely nothing to do with him being a vampire. Well, maybe just a little…

She knew it was absurd and that he wouldn’t hurt her, but what scared her the most was that she was enjoying it way too much. God, he’s gonna leave a mark. How will I explain to… She couldn’t stop herself from pushing him off and away from her. He looked confused, with his hair all mussed and his eyes squinted. She gave him an apologetic look before turning away and leaving him behind. Spike looked up at the rafters, then down at the floor, uncertain of what just happened in the last several seconds. And then realization dawned on him- the chip. She thought that I’d actually… Spike laughed at the revelation that once again, Buffy doubted him and his intentions. Right. Cause I’m the Big Bad again. Chip goes all wonky, and I’m Mr. Dangerous once again. Can’t be trusted and all that rot. Good on you, Slayer. He thought sarcastically as he headed towards the alley exit- in the opposite direction of which Buffy had left. “You're a tease, you know that, Slayer? Get a fellow's motor revving, let the tension marinate a bit, then bam! Crown yourself the ice queen.” He thought aloud angrily to himself. He was through chasing her.

Well, he had been through chasing her for the night. The next evening was an entirely different day and didn’t count. After checking her house and then oh so stealthily at the Magic Box and seeing that she wasn’t at either place, he decided to check her usual haunts for patrol. But since she was avoiding him, she didn’t turn up at any of those places either. Walking around town, he finally picked up her flowery scent, lightly coated with frustration. Gee, wonder what Buff’s all frustrated about he wondered sarcastically. He found her in an alley way fighting what he thought were two demons. Turns out they were human, and Spike was on the ground with a migraine the size of Texas. The two thieves immediately scampered off during the distraction.

“What the hell are you doing?” Buffy asked all in a huff, hands planted firmly on her hips. He took note of the turtle neck she was wearing. Guess she’s not too fond of vampire inflicted hickies…

“I thought they were demons.” He said irritably, standing up as he clutched his head.

“Way to go with the keen observiness, Jessica Fletcher.” She said sarcastically, while mentally restraining herself from going over there to see if he was alright.

“Remind me not to help you.” He said angrily, but not meaning it one bit.

“More often?” She asked rhetorically. She can really be a pain in the arse he thought.

He can really be a pain in the ass she thought simultaneously.

“Hey. Little sympathy for the man with the mi—" He trailed off, realizing that in fact he had a migraine. The chip’s not busted he thought with worry, swallowing hard. That must mean that… she doesn’t know.

“Buffy-"

“You’ll just have to get your rocks off fighting demons.” How is it that nearly everything I say to him ends up having some sort of sexual connotation? Stupid subconscious… Expecting a completely sexual innuendo response from him, she was shocked to see the look of worry on his face. He walked up to her, picked up her hand, stroked it lightly before slapping it. She jerked her hand back before slapping his arm.

“God, what is with you?!” She asked, perplexed and angry.

“Buffy, the chip does work, but not on you luv.” He said quietly. Her eyes grew round and wide as she involuntarily took a step back.

“What are you saying? That I- Willow brought me back wrong or something?!” She asked, breathing harshly. Her heart was beating wildly, and she felt the need to sit down.

“I’m not- not saying that, luv.” He said gently, reaching out to her. She stepped back some more, shaking her head. Her eyes were welled up with tears.

“Yes you are. I’m a freak. That chip is supposed to work on humans, and it doesn’t work on me. It doesn’t…” She wiped furiously at her eyes. Oh god, what did Willow do? What did she do to me? Spike walked up to her once again, cautiously, and gripped her arms, putting his face close to hers.

“Buffy, you are not a freak, I promise you. We’ll figure this out, yea? I know there’s a reasonable explanation for all this.” She wanted so desperately to believe him, but it was too much to accept in one moment. Not saying anything, she slowly pulled away from him (once a-friggin’-gain) and slowly backed away. He stayed where he was, watching her go.


A/N: Update soon sometime next week, I swear!!