You promised

Set in season Six. Takes place shortly after ‘Once more with feeling.’ This has been rolling around in my head and it wouldn’t leave me alone. It started as something else and kind of wrote itself this way. Please let me know if you like it. Or hate it tha that you’ve read it and are indifferent…Az.

You Promised

“When you…came back…when I saw you for the first time…smelled you…your scent…it was the happiest moment of my entire existence.” He glanced at her, sitting on his couch hands clasped in her lap, gauging her reaction.

“Spike…I can’t…I just need to…” She closed her eyes and sighed.

“I didn’t know then Luv. I didn’t know about heaven…I…want to help…I want to make it better…I love you.” His eyes bore into hers, searching, pleading.

“I can’t love you. I can’t let myself…please…” She closed her eyes and leaned back against the couch.

“Why do you come here Buffy? Why do you come to my crypt after we patrol? You know how I feel about you and yet you come here…” He was almost begging now.

“I…it’s easier…when I’m with you…when I touch you…I feel …” She got up from the couch to kneel before his chair. She grasped his duster with both hands and pulled him towards her,kingking her lips to moisten them she kissed him roughly. Pulling back from him she looked into his eyes. “You make me feel…there’s no numbness I…” I…”

“I make you feel? And it’s not Love? What is it then Buffy? Why is it that I can make you feel? You know what…never mind. You’ll never be honest with yourself. It can’t go on like this Luv. It can’t. I won’t be your plaything. It hurts too much.”

“I don’t want you to be my plaything Spike. I really don’t. But I can’t let myself love you.”

“So what then? Friends?”

“With benefits?” She offered smiling slightly.

“I can’t.” He whispered resting his forehead gently against hers. “If I didn’t love you than maybe I could live with that…but I do love you and it’s just not enough. I want to share everything with you…I want to help you forget the pain of being ripped out of heaven…I want to hold you when you cry…” She reached up and gently wiped away a tear that was slowly trickling down his cheek.

“I want…I need…” wordwords trailed off. He pushed her back gently and got up from the chair. With a heavy heart he lookedn atn at her. “You can show yourself out Luv. I just can’t do this right now.”

“Spike I didn’t mean to…”

“Do you even like me? Do you care about me at all? Even a little?”
“If I didn’t I wouldn’t be here. I just can’t give you what you want. I’m cold inside Spike. You should know that…”

“But I don’t. I see you Buffy…I know you. Better than you know yourself…I know what you’re capable of…I’ve seen it...the way you love…I need it all…” His words trailed off. Silentlyslipslipped down into the lower portion of his crypt.

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She stood wordlessly and made her way out of his crypt. She stalked the cemetery, hunting for something to kill. Something to take it out on. ‘Why doesn’t he want me? Why won’t he take what I’m offering?’ silent tears rolled down her cheeks as se punched, kicked and dusted the few fledges she found.

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Spike undressed silently and crawled under the thick comforter on his bed. He sighed and rolled on to his side. Closing his eyes all he saw were images of her. Buffy. Darkness, a deep dreamless sleep claimed him quickly.

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She let herself in and closed the door silently behind herself. She shed her clothes as she made her way to the stairs. Soundless and naked she made her way down into the darkness below. ‘I need to show him how it c be. be. I need to feel.’ She justified to herself as she crept silently to his bedside.

She climbed in under the covers, using her slayer-ness she was careful not to wake him. If he discovered her too soon…

She inched closer. Not touching him yet. She could feel his deathly stillness. He wasn’t breathing. He wasn’t moving. He was asleep.

She crept her fingers over his hip and stroked his flaccid cock, willing it to harden beneath her fingers. At first nothing happened and she was sure she was doing something wrong.

She bit gently on her lip in concentration and grasped him firmly ir har hand. She smiled to herself as he instantly began to harden. She was only stroking har hardening cock, being careful not to touch him anywhere else. She continued her ministrations.

Suddenly he moaned. She froze. Completely stopped moving, her fingers still encircling him. He rolled on to his back and she moved with him, in synch, fingers still gripping his cock, but backing away slightly so he was not alerted to her presence just yet.

He lay still and silent once again. She let her hand start a slow steady rhythm, pumping him slowly. Carefully she slid her leg over him, in the air so as not to touch. She straddled him and placed him at her slick entrance and sank down taking him all in. She gasped at the sensation of him filling her. Completely, fully, wholly. Rocking her hips slightly she leaned towards him, her nipples grazing his chest and hardening.

He gasped at the sensation of feeling her engulf him in her moist heat. He moved then. Eyes closed, still not breathing his hips moved of their own accord. She rocked harder, faster, She could feel her clit hardening, demanding attention. She reached down and spread her lips, sinking back down and grinding against him she shuddered in pleasure. Leaning forward once again she licked a path over his collarbone and up his neck She took his earlobe into her mouth and bit down gently.

“Buffy…” It wasighsigh. A whisper. The barest hint of a word so reverently spoken in his sleep.

“Oh god Spike.” She whispered into his ear. Opening one eye he realized it wasn’t a dream. She was really there. Really on top of him, his cock buried deeply in her quivering folds. ‘Better than any bloody dream I’ve ever had.’
“Uhhhh.” He inhaled her scent, too far gone, too close to his own impending orgasm to stop. He felt his demon taking over and was powerless to stop it. “Bu” He” He growled in the darkness. He couldn’t see her, but he could feel her.

She screamed his name as she shattered, taking him with her into orgasmic bliss. Spike brought his wrist to his mouth and bit down, moaning and writhing in pleasure.

His hips bucked again as he finished spilling his seed. He stayed silent. Didn’t move. He was afraid to. He withdrew his fangs and licked the wound on his wrist clean.

“Spike?” She rolled off of him and curled up beside him wrapping her arm around his waist. “I’m sorry…I just…”

“Don’t. Don’t say anything…just…let me pretend… please …for tonight…let me pretend.” He whispered. She nodded silently beside him. He turned to face her and kissed her tenderly.lovelove you.”

“I know.” She felt the tears prickling behind her eyes. She tasted blood in his kiss, she knew he bit himself and wanted to ask him about it but stayed silent. She wanted to say something, but she couldn’t think what. She felt the sobs building in her chest.

“T’s ok luv, let it out. I’ve got you. M’ not going anywhere.”
“Promise?” She asked, her voice shook with emotion. He could feel her trembling against him.

“Promise kitten.” He kissed hereherehead gently and pulled her head onto his shoulder. He felt her hot tears against his skin. Suddenly she was sobbing, for all she lost, all she gave up, for not being able to give him what he wanted and needed from her, for everything. For Buffy.

He stroked her back silently, letting the tears come, letting them build and crest, and finally peter out to sighs and gulps for air. “Feeling better?”

“Thanks.”

“No need to thank me luv.”

“Ytherthere is Spike…you always give me what I need.”

“T’s what I do luv.” He felt her arm tighten over his stomach.

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He growled and pulled her closer. “Where you going?”

“I have to go home Dawn’s probably worried sick…”

“Stay.” He whispered into her ear.

“I t…I…t…I…please…don’t make this harder for me…” She whispered.

“Sorry.” He released her and turned over, his back facing her. She climbed
naked from the bed and walked around to the other side so she could see his face. He rolled over again, turning from her, keeping his back to her.

“Spike don’t be like that…I told you last night…”

“I know what you told me Slayer. You’d better be on your way. Sun’ll be rising soon…” He tried to hold in the tears he felt coming. ‘I told you too Luv. I told you I couldn’t do this.’

“Spike…I…”

“Just go. You don’t owe me a bloody thing Slayer. Glad I could be of service…I
gotta go back to sleep. Vampire yeah?”

“Okay.” She said softly tears forming behind her eyes. She turned and fled
up the stairs. She quickly donned her clothing and ran from the crypt.

She didn’t hear his silent sobs.

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“The sun sets and she appears.” He sighed and turned his head from her,
wiping his eyes.

She caught the movement did didn’t comment. “I just came to talk…”

“Uh huh.” He glanced at her. “T’s why you went home and changed after
patrol?” He asked glancing at her outfit. “Or did you just come for some cold comfort before you ran off home?”

“Spike I told you I couldn’t give you all of me. I can’t love you.”

“I know what you told me Slayer. I was there remember?” He said bitterly.

She walked over and knelt on the floor in front of him. She rested her hands on his knees. He placed his hands on top of hers. “Would it be so bad Buffy? To let me love you? To let me touch you…”

“I want you to touch me…” She said longingly. I want to feel you hands and mouth on me…” She leaned forward and brushed her lips against his.

Spike moaned softly. “Let me in Buffy…please…let me love you…”

She didn’t answer him; instead she let her hand trail over his chest and down his stomach, coming to rest on his hardness. “I want you inside of me…” She unbuttoned his jeans and freed him from the restraining material. Bending forward she took him into her mouth.

“Bloody hell!” He moaned gently running his fingers through her hair. “Buffy…”
She wrapped one hand around his shaft and stroked in time with her mouth’s decent. She looked up at him. His eyes were closed, head thrown back and he was panting. He was beautiful.

His hands stroked down the side of her face. She opened her eyes and looked back up at him. She saw his naked unguarded love for her. He was watching her suck his cock. “Need to be inside you luv…need to feel you around me…” He gently pulled her head back, in one swift motion he was on his feet, pants still undone he picked her up.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing and licking. She found the spot where his pulse should be and sucked hard. She made his knees buckle. He walked to the hole in the floor and dropped strait down, arms still wrapped tightly around her.

She sighed contentedly as he walked towards the bed and slowly removed her clothing. She reached for him, but he had other plans. He stepped back and lit some candles. “I want to see you luv, I want to watch your face when you come…” He said by way of explanation.

She nodded and lay back on the bed, her legs dangling over on the edge of his bed. She closed her eyes and waited for him to come to her. She felt his hand brush her knee gently, coaxing her legs apart. He gasped at the sight of her, his golden goddess, spread out nude for him on his bed. rea reached out tentatively and touched her moistened folds, running his fingers lightly over her sex. She moaned in pleasure and arched her back, inviting further exploration.

He leaned forward and licked a path up her quim. Shocked her eyes flew open. “Wh-What are you doing?” She asked plunging her fingers into his hair and trying to pull him up towards her mouth.

“Want to taste you…” He whispered. He grasped her wrists and pulled her hands from his hair. “Don’t you want me to?”

“No…I…I’ve never…” She stammered and blushed.

“No one’s ever?” He asked incredulously.

“No…I…it’s…you don’t know what comes out of there…” She blushed deeper.

“You mean blood don’t you pet?” He grinned placing a soft kiss against her stomach. “You’re not bleeding right now…and if you were…Vampire here…I’d deal…”

“It’s yucky…”

“It’s yucky?” He Laughed. “Have you ever tasted it?”

“No…gross Spike…”

He flicked his finger against her opening, causing her to gasp as he collected a little of the moisture leaking from her core, he brushed his finger against her bottom lip. He then leaned down and took her clit into his mouth sucking gently he inserted two fingers inside her, searching for the spot…the one that would make her scream.

“Uuuuhhhhh…Spike…sooo good…” She moaned. Her breath was coming in pants. He stroked softly the spot inside her. She arched and rocked her hips against his fingers and mouth. “Spike…wait…stop…I have to…”

He pulled his mouth back and looked up at her. “Have to what?”

“I have to go to the bathroom…” She blushed as she said it.

“No you don’t. It’s…it’s a different kind of orgasm…trust me Luv. I want to feel it…” He leaned forward once again and captured her bud in his mouth. He sucked hard, stroking her from the inside at the same time.

“Ahhhhh…” She screamed and panted. Suddenly she felt something gushing from her.

“That’s it…come for me Buffy…” Spike said softly latching on once again.

“Oh GOD!” She screamed as she felt it happening again. Forgetting what he had done earlier she licked her dry lips and tasted herself. She moaned and bucked her hips as she shattered for the third time.

Spike pulled his fingers from her and stroked her thighs gently as she came back to herself. He kissed the inside of her knees and picked up a shirt lying on the floor. He wiped it over his face and tossed it back over his shoulder.

“That was…wow…that was…”

He crawled up her body and positioned himself at her core. He stroked his head up and down her slick entrance as her arms came up around him. He pushed in slowly savoring the feeling of her heat enveloping him inch by inch. When he was fully sheathed inside her he gave her a minute to adjust to his size, the he began to slowly pull out.

She clutched him tighter to her chest. Spike pumped back inside and found a slow steady rhythm. She arched up and matched it. “Spike…oh god… more… harder… please…” She cried out.

“Buffy…Love you so much baby…” He brought his lips to hers and kissed her, gently stroking her tongue with his. She kissed him back, passionately.

They broke the kiss and she grasped him by the hair. She pulled his face into her neck, their rhythm increased in pace. He growled deep in his throat, against her skin. He could feel himself loosing control. He could feel her rocking against him and wanted to give in to the demon screaming for her blood. But he loved her. He’d never hurt her. He brought his wrist up and bit into it, growling in pleasure as she shattered around him, he followed.

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TBC…