Keeping it in the Family

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Dedicated: To my girl PaganBaby! She's the reason I started writing smut!
She's my Smut Yoda! She taught me the ways of The Darrce.rce.

Celestria Says: Well here's another go at PWP. Also, there might be a
sequel! I'm not sure yet! Well see what happens or how this turns out or
what you guys think! But as for 'Tainted Love', it's on the breaks. Sorry!
And 'The Baby Sitter' is slowly but surely coming along pretty nicely!

Warning: Underage Sex! If you don't like that please don't read! Also,
there's a cheating bastard in this! LOL

Summary: PWP. Buffy finds out that her husband, Angel, is unfaithful. To get
back at him, she sets her sights on his younger brother Spike.

DD. Take If You, lol.. Just tell me u did

Celestria Says: This was looked and checked by Karbear57, So it should make more sense and understand more things.

Side note: My beta isn’t my beta no more because, RL. So, I’m looking giving me time lol…

Warning : Angst Ending!!!!!!
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Chapter One - Leaving On A Jet Pack

Buffy O'Connor sat on the edge of the king size bed that belongs to her and her husband Angel. She watched him move back and forth from closet to dresser as he packed his shirts, pants, socks, and silk boxers that Buffy had bought him for his birthday. He was leavinr twr two weeks with his business partner, Lindsay McDonald. Buffy thought it was odd that they were traveling together. Angel and Lindsay weren't the best of friends; every time they sat down for dinner Angel would complain about Lindsay.

"So, you're leaving a number in case I need to reach you in an emergency?" she asked as some more shirts where thrown in the suitcase.

"Umm, well, I'll be in meetings all day and I doubt I'll even sleep much, but I promise when I have some alone time, I'll call you to make sure William and you are doing Ok," he said.

"All right, but I'll miss you Angel," Buffy added.

"Ya, I'll miss you too."

William O'Connor was Angel's sixteen-year-old brother. Buffy hadn't seen him since he was thirteen, Angel and his weren't really close. But his parents needed someone to watch William for the summer since they where having a second honeymoon in Scotland; Buffy felt a pang of jealousy. Her honeymoon with Angel wasn't really romantic she didn't even get a big wedding. She got married by an Elvis impersonator in Las Vegas. Angel got stone cold drunk and spent their wedding night passed out in the bathroom.

"Angel, guess what?" Buffy asked calling out to Angel who was in the bathroom packing has shavers and tooth brush.

"Hmm?" he called back.

"Cordelias having a baby. She's about three months along now. Xander and her are really happy about it."

"That's nice, Buffy, tell me when the cab get's here, please."

Buffy frowned, "I will."

Every time Buffy even brought up babies, he would shut her out, leave the room, or change the subject. Angel came back into their bedroom and placed his toiletries bag in the suit.
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"I hope after this business trip they give you sometime off, I mean they work you ragged. I barely get to see you anymore," Buffy pouted. "I mean doesn't Kate miss Lindsay, she's pretty close to her due date isn't she? Shouldn't he be here with her?"

"Ooh, Kate is staying with family while Lindsay and I are on business." Angel explained, "Sweetie make sure that you go shopping before William comes, maybe some junk food growing boys need food."

"I'll do that, I need to pick a few things up anyway."

*HONK HONK*

"Babe that's my cab I have to go," Angel grabbed both of his suitcases and started to walk out of the bedroom and down the stairs followed by Buffy. Angel put down the suitcases and pulled Buffy into a hug and gave her a peck on the lips, "Love you, I'll try and call, take care. I'll be home soon."

"I love you Angel, be safe," she said opening the door for him. He gave her a quick smile and walked out of the door. She watched him place his bags in the truck get in the yellow cab and ride off.


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"Co can can't believe it. He's gone for two weeks, and I'm stuck babysitting his little brother"

"What kind of business is it anyways?" Cordelia asked.

"He never really said."

"What?"

"I don't know, he said he doesn't like to bring work home with him."

"Bu-"

*KNOCK KNOCK*

"Who the hell is that?" She asked. She then remembered that William was supposed to arrive today for the whole summer with Angel and her. "Shit, Cordy got to go. William's here, I think, I'll call you later, bye." She got up and walked over to the door.

"Hello, Can I he-," then two familiar big blue eyes came into view. "William?" she managed to get out.

This man couldn't be William. William was short with curly brown hair and was a little chubby and wore glasses with a strong prescription. He would wear dress shirts with bow ties aargearge pants. But the person standing in front of Buffy was nothing like William. He was tall with spiked, bleached blond hair. He was wearing a very tight black shirt that outlined a visible six-pack and very tight black jeans with army boots. She looked at his face and saw his familiar blue eyes. It was William!

"Hi, Buffy, you going to let me in or what?" He asked.

"Uh huh," she nodded her head as she stepped aside. He picked up his luggage and carried them in. "How did you, um, get here?" she asked, still bewildered at his change.

"Taxi, I guess my dear, sweet brother forgot to inform you that my plane arrived at one."

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, Angel didn't tell me. I thought someone was dropping you off or I would have picked you up." Buffy felt so terrible that William had to take a taxi.

"It's fine really." He dropped has bags, "So wher my my room?"

"It's upstairs, William." She smiled for the first time in days.

"Spike"

She frowned, "Spike?"

"My name, no one calls me William any more except my parents, I prefer Spike. Now if you don't mind?"

"Sure, Spike, your room is right this way," she said as she started to walk up the stairs.

*She looks so pretty* Spike thought as he followed her upstairs. *Such a cute little bum* Spike remembered the first time he meet Buffy. He had just started to mature into manhood, and Angel brought home.ome. She was so sweet to him he thought she was one of the prettiest people he ever saw with her amazing green eyes.

"Spike? Earth to Spike?" she asked waving her hand in front of his face.

"Oh, sorry."

"It's okay, this is you room. Our house isn't very big, so my room is the next one over," she pointed out.

"Right then, well I'll get settled in. Mind if I take a shower, long trip and all?"

"Sure, if you need anything I'll be downstairs making lunch, so just come on down if you want. Oh, if you need towels, they're in the cabinet over the toilet."

"Right, thanks."

Buffy nodded and walked down stairs. *Damn, it's going to be hell being so close to her, and not having her* Spike thought to himself.


Buffy was standing in the middle of her room, it was bright and almost nine in the morning. She wore her workout gear: a pair of tight sweatpants and sports bra, getting ready to exercise. Sounds of the ocean played from her stereo when the phone suddenly started to ring. She grabbed the cordless phone on the bed.

"Hello?" she answered cheerfully.

"Hi, Sweetie!" a male voice greeted.

"Angel!" Buffy smiled and fell back on the bed. "I'm so happy to hear you voice. I feel like you been gone for months! I know it's silly, you've only been gone a few days."

She heard him chuckle. "I miss you too. Sorry I haven't called, I been busy with everything. Just wanted to check up on you and William. Is everything fine?"

"Uh huh, it's good. He's such a sweet kid."

"I hope he's not too much trouble, my parents said he's been in trouble, and
he's always wandering off."

"Nope, he's here, and he's doing fine. I haven't had a problem, he's been such
a gentlemen."

"That's good, anyways, Buffy, I have to get going. I'm on my lunch break and
they don't give us much time, but I'll try to call you later, alright?"

"Uh huh, okay."

"Loou, ou, Buffy'

"Love you too, Angel. Bye."

"Bye."

She heard him hang up and heard the dial tone because the phone lingered at her ear. She sat back up and started her morning routine. Buffy closed her eyes and heard a soft knock on her door.

"Buffy, are you up?" A voice came through the door?

She smiled, "Ya, Spike, I'm up," The door opened and Spike walked in, dressed and pressed. "You're up early."

"Yea, not much for sleeping in."

"Same here." He thought * Tight outfit. Hot Buffy! Sexy Buffy standing in front of me. Was she working out? I bet she was getting all sweaty *

"So, did you need something?"

Spike shook himself from his lustful thoughts about his sister in-law. "Um ya, I was planning on going for a run, and I didn't want you to think I ran away or something."

"Aww, he didn't want me to worry * "Okay, I'm doing my morning routine: Tai Chi.
It's supposed to relax the mind." Spike lingered in the room, quiet except for the music

"Oh ya right then I'm off, be back in a bit." Buffy nodded as Spike left the room. She heard him bounce down the stairs then heard the front door open and close.

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Spike was standing in the shower; he had one hand pressed against the wall and another on his erection. Coming home after his short jog. He found Buffy still doing her workout in her room. Guessing she didn't think he'd be back so quick. She had her bedroom door half opened so as he passed by her room he saw her. Luckily, she didn't notice him watching her through the space of her door. But after her bending down he lost control and raced straight towards the shower.

Spike began stroking himself up and down, over and over again. His breathe coming a little harder. His mind was racing with one thing: Buffy! She's all her ever thought about when he was wanking off. Soon his movements became harder and quicker and he found himself jerking his dick harder. The thought of him and her together rushed into his head. He imagined him and her on her bed fucking over and over again. Images of them in the shower raced through his mind.

"Buffy, Ahh, Buffy," he groaned. He gave himself one more powerful jerk and sprayis sis seed out so it mixed with the water and went down the drain.

"Bloody Hell,"

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The days seem to pass quite fast for Buffy, she missed Angel terribly but having Spike around made it better. At first he was a tiny bit shy but within a few days he became more talkative. He seemed so smart and very mature for his age. He even liked the things Buffy liked. Like frozen pizza and plot-less movies. Buffy stood in the middle of the room. Not knowing anyone was there. "What are you doing Buffy?" Spike asked making his presence known, resulting in Buffy jumping a little.

"Oh thinking about a few things, but beside that, I'm about to paint."

* Aww she looks so cute in those overalls* "Really, seems fun," He added.

She shock her head, "Nay this is so pass due, I've been planning for a while on turning it into my office," she gave a slight smile but Spike could notice a little frown.

This was the spare room Buffy had picked out for her baby, whenever her and Angel got around to having one. When they first brought the house she knew right away what she had planned for this room. She even knew how she wanted everything: the crib, the changing bed, and rigown own to the kind of diapers she would use. But she knew having a baby with Angel wasn't coming any time soon. At first, he wouldn't have sex without having a condom. Then, he got tried of always having to slip one on and made Buffy get on birth control pills.

"Hey, if you want I can help? If you want."

Buffy smiled and nodded, "Aww, I would love your help, but you might want to change first."

"Right, I'll be right back." Buffy watched as he ran out of the room. By the time she had opened the paint cans he was already back wearing a pair of ruined blue jeans and plain black shirt.

"Grab a brush and start on a wall."

After a few moments of silence, "So, Spike, London how is it, I mean since you moved there, and all?"

"Umm, it's okay, I guess."

"So, ou hou have anyone special you had to leave behind?" shked ked moving her arm up and down the wall.

"There was, but it wasn't working. We were just too different. She wanted a bad boy, and well I wasn't enough."

Buffy frowned "Sorry, but is that's why you changed?"

"You could say that, I met a girl her name was Drusilla, she molded me into this. We dated for a while but that also didn't work. My parents didn't like her much, but she was special to me you know?" Spike started dating Drusilla after his crush on Cecilli broke his heart. She was always making fun of his clothes and the way he looked. He had raced from the party crying one night, then Drusilla found him. That's when William turned into Spike, the sexy bad boy. Drusilla was ten years older than him.

Eventually they managed to get four walls done, and both Buffy and Spike were covered in paint. "Wow, we done." Buffy noticed Spike holding back laughter

"Are you laughing at me?"

"Of course not. It's jus-."

She smiled and put her hands on her hips "Yes?"

"You look like a bloody smurf."

"Are you calling me short?"

"Ohh, come on Buffy, it's not just that your all blue," he said busting into laughter.

She pouted and turned away, "You're so mean!"

Spike walked over to her when he tried to face her she kept turning another way. "Come on, Buffy, I'm sorry, you don't look like a smurf."

Buffy smiled and turned to face Spike. Spike didn't even see it coming as a paintbrush hit his and and traveled down to his shirt. "Well, now you're a big tall blue building," she laughed.

"Ohh, that's it!" Spike teased. He grabbed his paintbrush and started painting Buffy. They started a paint war, getting it all over each other and the carpet. After almost every surface was covered they both fell to the floor with laughter.

Spike rolled onto his side facing Buffy who was on hers. "You got paint on my white carpet."

"Ya, I did, didn't I?"

Buffy was a little sad, how come her and Angel never had fun? She thought, *well he's never really home to have it, but when he is home he's on the phone or watching TV or eating or screwing me* Spike and Buffy stayed silent, he brushed a piece of hair that had fallen onto her face and pushed it back. They stared at each other.

*Ring *

The phone rang, breaking the moment. Both of them stood up. "I'm going to shower get all this paint off," Spike said quietly.

"And I'll answer the phone," Buffy said. Spike nodded and left the room.

"Hello?"

"Buffy?"

"Oh Hey, Cordelia."

~~~~~~~~~

Buffy walked into Spike's room to put clean towels away for him, humming a light tune. She heard the shower on so that meant Spike was still in there. She finished putting the towels in the drawer and was about to leave when she noticed a piece of paper crumpled up next to the waste basket.

She walked over and picked it up and smoothed it out.

Eyes So green
Skin so soft.

Before she could read another line, "Buffy?" Spike's voice interrupted her thoughts.

Buffy looked up and noticed Spike was out of the shower and standing there-dripping wet. Bare chest. Abs of steel. Rippling muscles. He must have worked out a lot.

"I-I came to leave towels and take out your trash," she pointed to the basket

"I'll be going now,' she grabbed the trash can and walked right through the door. She felt her cheeks heat up.

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Instead of staying home on Friday night, Spike and Buffy decided to take in a movie at the local movie theater. "Wow that movie was awesome, I totally loved it. What about you, Spike, did you like it?"

"Actually it was pretty good," he smiled.

She laughed "Ya, I mean I've been telling Angel I wanted to see it for awhile but he's been busy with work. So, he never got a chance to bring me, but you know I had a great time seeing it with you."

"I'm glad." They started walking towards the car.

"Ohh by the way, was that my imagination or were you singing along with the popcorn and soda?"

"Ahh you heard me."

"Oh, ya, and I think the couples in the front and back heard you, too," she chuckled. Spike smiled, she seemed happy. He loved it when she was happy.

"Buffy Summers?" someone called from behind.

Buffy and Spike stopped walking; they turned around. Spike noticed Buffy frown.

"Hi Parker."

"Dang, Summers, picking them young? Hey, I thought you were married?"

"I am, to Angel, and this is his brother, Spike," Buffy explained quickly. Spike noticed she didn't much care for this Parker person.

"Ohh damn, Summers, I can still see: once a slut always a slut. Does Angel know your screwing his brother? Such a whore!"

Spike didn't like him talking about Buffy this way. Spike grabbedker ker by the collar of his shirt, five years of martial arts and weight lifting does pay off.

"Why don't you watch your bloody mouth mate?"

"Sor-sorry man-"

"Don't say sorry to me, say sorry to the lady."

"Sorry Buffy," he quickly said.

"If I ever hear you say anything like that about her again, I'll kick your stupid ass. Ever!" Spike warned.

Spike still didn't let go, "Umm, Spike you can let him go," as soon as he did Parker ran down the sidewalk.

"Spike you didn't have to do that," Buffy frowned "He's just being a jerk."

"He had no right to speak that way to you."

Buffy frowned turned into a little smile. She has had a problem with Parker since the third grade and it only worse in high school when she refused to date him. He started spreading lies about her all over school. One time Parker came up and said she was a whore when Angel and her were having dinner at a fast food joint. Angel merely said to watch his mouth. But Spike, he'd threatened him and it was so sweet. They began walking to the car again. "Thanks Spike," she said before getting in the car.


"Okay, I have drama, comedy or horror, what's your poison?" Buffy teased.

"Hmm, I believe I feel like a good laugh. So, put in a American Pie, first one." He said as he grabbed a handful of popcorn.

Buffy put the movie in and flopped on the couch. "Better not eat all of the popcorn, I'm all out, which reminds me, please tell me to add that to the shopping list."

"Will do."

As the movie started they sat quietly, Spike wasn't really paying attention to the movie, he was watching Buffy laugh. She had a really sexy laugh and a beautiful smile. He watched her eat popcorn, the way she licked the butter off her fingers was getting him hard.

During the movie Buffy had fallen asleep, and Spike was watched her. Suddenly he couldn't help himself. He ran has hand up and down her thigh. They where like silk, just as he'd always thought.

"Hmm," she moaned.

Spike pulled away but she was still asleep and knew he should stop, but he couldn't. Carefully, he placed his hand back on her thigh and moved it up slowly. As Spike's hand continued it's journey, Buffy's breathing became faster and harder, but she still remained asleep. Spike couldn't help himself, he leaned in and started to place soft kisses along her neck as his hand still continued to stroke Buffy's thigh. Spike moved from her neck to her sweet lips and then kissed her.

"SPIKE!" Buffy screamed jumping off the couch. "What the hell?"

"I'm sorry, Buffy I'm sorry, I-I."

"I'm married Spike, and this is wrong, your just a child." After hearing "just a child" he raced upstairs to his room and slammed the door. Buffy frowned

"Damn" she flopped back on the sofa and grabbed a pillow and hugged it. She knew being with William was wrong, so why did it feel so nice.

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Spike and Buffy where enjoying a home cook meal that Spike made, it was roast beef with a salad. "Spike this is really good you have so many talent's," Buffy said taking another bite of food.

"You have no idea, Luv, I can do amazing things."

All of a sudden Buffy was laying across the dinning room table with Spike crawling up on the table with Buffy. Soon she was moaning as he sucked on her breasts through her shirt. Then she felt Spike hands slide down her stomach and down to the elastic of her lace panties. With one finger he pulled them down and they dropped to the floor.

"Oooo" Buffy screamed when she felt Spike fingers slide into her. She jerked up her hips into his hand. "Ye-yes" She was lost in pleasure just from his fingers. He slid two fingers slowly, achingly slow, into her hot core, Buffy thrust up against him wanting him to go deeper.

"Like that huh?"

"Uh huh, Spike that's so... Ahh, yes so very good more, please, please.... deeper" she cried out.

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Buffy all sudden jumped up in her bed. "Oh no!" she cried out, she just had a sex dream about her brother in law.

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Early the next morning Buffy woke up. She didn't sleep very well, not after what happen with Spike and her dream; she walked down stairs, finding a note on the table.

"Went out, be back tonight, Spike."

*Good work, Buff* she thought. *Not even been a week and you've lost Spike* She checked the refridgerator and she was out of food, she need to go shopping. So Buffy got into her car and drove to the shopping market down the block from her home. Being Saturday it was a little packed.

"Let's see, frozen pizza, check, ice cream, check, A big bag of kisses for me, check, bean and cheese Burritos, check, fish sticks, check, Four cases of Dr. pepper check, and a 12 pack of bottled water, check. Ya, I'm done!" she smiled to herself

"Buffy" she heard her name being called from behind as she stood in line. She turned around to see no another then Lindsay.

"Lindsay! Hi, what are you doing here?" she asked as she suddenly felt terribly confused. Her first she thought was that the business trip had been cancelled or something had happened to Kate so he couldn't go. A million thoughts ran through her head.

"Umm, actually same thing you're doing, Kate had her weird craving for fish and cheese" he smiled showing his can of cheese and a dead fish in a plate box. "So you and Angel, having a party, since his vacation?"

"Vacation?"

"Ya his two weeks off," he answer lifting his eyebrow.

"Uh huh, ya a party, that's what we have planned!" she whispered looking away, "He Lied" The only thing racing in her mind, "He Lied"

"Next please," The crasher called out to Buffy.

"Ooh sorry," she placed her things on the conveyor and paid without saying good-bye to Lindsay, then raced to her car to back home.

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Lucky the caller ID got the number from where Angel had last called from.

"Hello Paradise Hotel, How can I help you?"

"Hi, um yes, I was wondering if a Angel O'Connor is registered at your hotel?" Buffy asked praying they'd say no and giving her hope that maybe Lindsay was confused.

"Were not allowed to give out that information, may I ask why?"

"He left some things at the airport and they're addressed to Angel O'Connor, care of this hotel."

"Well then, yes, he is registered. He and his wife just checked in a few minutes ago, actually. Shall I have a bellhop inform him?"

"No," Buffy whispered hanging up the phone on the nightstand. "He's cheating on me." And in that moment something inside her just snapped.

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Spike sat on his bed, in only his black silk boxers with had a notebook in front of him. "Whatcha writing?" Buffy asked, Spike looked up and saw that she was leaning up against the door fame. His mouth nearly dropped open as he took in her outfit: a red and black lace see-through nightie. It was so shear he could see her red bra and panties underneath and her hair looked wild.

"I-I--it's a, um, um, poem. I'm writing a poem," he managed to stammer out. "Did you need something?" His voice cracked.

"Just came to see if you where alright. And, to talk about what happen last night."

"Ohh, about that I'm sor-."

Buffy smirked walking more into the room. "Don't be, I'm not."

"Your not...?" Spike gulped. He was getting turned on just looking at her.

She shook her head." I actually been thinking about it."

"You have?"

"Uh huh."

Spike didn't know what to say. Buffy walked over to him. And sat down on the bed next to him. "I love your hands Spike, they're so soft on my skin," she said bringing his hand to her lips and kissing it. Spike pulluffyuffy onto his lap and began kissing her. Buffy's body immediately flooded with heat and her blood boiled as his lips lightly brushed against hers. What started out as soft and tender soon became raw and filled with passion. Buffy dropped whatever she had in her hands as she opened her mouth, allowing him entrance. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him er ter to her. They broke apart panting, Spike gazed into her cloudy eyes, full of lust and want. Buffy put her hands on his firm chest and pushed him back as she kissed him hungrily.

Their tongues explored each other's mouths. Buffy laid underneath him, Spike gently moved his kisses from her lips to her shoulder. He pushed the strap of her negligee off her shoulder and down. As soon as the piece of lace was off, he latched his mouth to one of her nipples and started to suck on it. She gasped, "Oh goddess, Spike!!!!!" He alternated between her breasts for a while.

They moaned in unison as they could each feel the other's arousal. With Buffy grinding her hips into him, still kissing him feverishly and Spike groaning as she did so. "Cor, Luv. You're so bloody beautiful. Love touching you. Love kissing you." His tone was seductively low as he fused their mouths against each other.

"Mmmmm, Spike," she moaned as she unconsciously lifted her hips off the bed and rubbed them against his. His eyes rolled back in their sockets for a moment, and she watched as he shut his eyes briefly, trying to gain some control. This wasn't going to last.

"Hmm? What was that, pet?" he asked, teasing her more. He pushed her panties down and pushed one finger inside her. She gasped and arched her back off the bed. Slowly, he pulled out. "Tell me what you want, Luv."

"I-I...want...Unnha!" She gasped again as he dove two fingers inside her.

"You want...what now?" Spike asked again, letting out a smirk.

"Y-you!" Buffy managed to say as her eyes drifted shut at the feeling of his exquisite fingers working inside of her. He smirked. Spike started kissing down her belly. Then started to kiss her outer lips lightly. He could smell her heady scent and couldn't wait to taste it. He moved into her wetness. She gasped when he ran his tongue along her slit. He thrust his tongue into her.

"Ahhhhh! SPIKE!!!" she exclaimed. He did this repeatedly until he attacked her clit. She gripped the sheets as her shouts of pleasure filled the air. He teased the sensitive bud for a bit, playfully nipping at it. Then he sucked on it as he inserted two fingers in her and thrust them in and out of her slick passage. Her inner muscles clamped around him. He continued to suck and pump her into another orgasm. Spike moved from her clit back up her body, and kissed her lips.

"I don't have a condom," Spike groaned in defeat, cursing his forgetfulness.

"It's fine. Shhh, don't worry," Buffy whispered. "I want it. I want you--Now!" She felt the tip of his eleven-inch shaft at her wet opening--just waiting to enter. He was much bigger than Angel's eight inches. Suddenly she felt him push into her.

"Ahhhh! Spike! Yes!!! AHHH!" He buried his face in her neck and began thrusting hard. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he kept trusting into her body and making her scream.

"OHHhhhh Spike, please don't stop," she moaned "Please don't ever stop!" she cried out in pleasure.

"Uhn! Uhn! Yes! Yes! More! Harder! Give it to me!" Buffy growled, feeling Spike pushing deeper and deeper.

"Buffy!!! Ahhh!"

He began trusting in and out again. Buffy's muscles invited his invasion. She held her breath hoping that she'd get used to the feeling. A prickly feeling built up in her stomach. Spike thrust harder. His cock rubbed against her cervix causing her to buck. Spike was in heaven. He was receiving pleasure as he thrust his cock into her tight, hot channel. Her contracting muscles sent Spike into a blissful orgasm as he spurted his seed in her. "Ahhh," he moaned.

~~~~~~~~~~~~ Next Morning~~~~~~~~

Buffy eyes slowly started to open. She felt a warm body next to hers and felt the tight arms wrapped around her. Then it hit her just whose arm these where. She sat up and looked down. *Spike!* She felt sick. She used what Spike felt about her to hurt Angel; she felt her stomach turning flips. She noticed Spike start to stir and she frowned as he woke up with a smile across his face.

"Mm morning Luv," he yawned. Buffy pulled the sheet to her naked breast she started getting out of the bed. Spike noticed her face. It looked so sad.

"I'm sorry Spike," she whispered. *She's ashamed of what happened between us. Those words and that face. She was ashamed of me*

Spike got out of bed searching for his pants, he walked across the room naked and Buffy turned her face away, Spike laughed. "Why are you hiding, it's not like we haven't seen each other naked, I mean come on last night, I know you saw my dick, because you certainly seemed to enjoy sucking it," he remarked coldly.

"Spike," she whispered.

"You know what, Save it, Bitch! All right? We screwed last night, no big deal, it's not like I haven't done it before. I mean I've done tons of times, with married women, older in fact," He lied.

"Please Sp-."

Spike had the bedroom door already opened. "Ohh, by the way, so you know, I had better," with saying that he left the room. And slammed the door shut.

The End