Bugger Off!

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This is an AU story set after “Wrecked” and before “Gone” and follows no true timeline. So let’s just pretend that Halloween falls right in there for my story to happen. This story is rated NC-17.


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Bugger Off!


It was the week before Halloween and Buffy had heard of this fantastic Haunted House that all the kids were raving about. Apparently the monster effects were so real that it beat out all other Haunted Houses that tried to compete with them. Curious, she decided to go and check it out for herself especially since Dawn had been hinting that she wanted to go there.

Besides she had not crossed paths with Spike since the first week of October and patrolling had been rather lack luster and boring. It seemed that all the monsters had taken a vacation away from Sunnydale now that Halloween was getting closer. Do monsters visit relatives on Halloween? Wouldn’t it be funny if monsters observed it as a national holiday where they got together with their families to celebrate? Buffy mused as she deftly twirled the wooden stake in her hand.

Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she said. “I really must be going wiggy without any monsters to wrestle. Ugh, bad use of words because thoughts of monster wrestling lead to wrestling with Spike. Wrestling with Spike leads to wrestling with naked Spike. Wrestling with naked Spike leads to sex with naked Spike and there is no good there. Groaning, Buffy mentally slapped herself.

Grumbling over missing the bleached wonder she cursed him over his ability to affect her so much. “Evil vampire. Making me think of evil earth shattering sex with him.”

Changing her voice to a bad British falsetto tone she mocked him as she rocked her head from side to side. “I’m in your system now. You're gonna crave me, like I crave blood….bleah!”

“Ridiculous!” She firmly scowled as her thoughts began to stray in his direction again. “I wonder where he’s been keeping himself. He hasn’t been around much at his crypt.”

Furrowing her brow Buffy began to fret that maybe Spike had found someone new and that made her feel strange. She didn’t want to think of Spike making love to anyone else that wasn’t her. The more she thought about Spike with someone else the more it bothered her with every step she took toward this Haunted House.

It was just on the outskirts of town and it was a derelict old home that had long since been abandoned. Approaching it she could see the area surrounded with parked cars and people milling in and out of the decrepit old building.

Buffy tried to ignore some of the cars that had steamed over windows as she went by, trying real hard to concentrate on not being horny for Spike but failing miserably.

“Must be the whole girl gets scared and the boyfriend comforts her in a sexual kind of way thingy.” Buffy mused. She made a mental note of chaperoning Dawn’s little trip here to keep her from car parking with a boy.

Knowing that demons could smell her arousal, she tried to think of things that were not having sex with Spike as she meandered around the parked cars. She also knew that any demon who picked up on her scent of arousal, would never act on it considering that she was the slayer. Horny or not they knew better! Shrugging as if telling herself that it was too late to turn back and head home for a cold shower, she walked up the steps waiting in line for her turn to go through the front door.

The line was moving in increments. Apparently people were being filtered in at timed intervals and sounds of moaning, roaring, screaming and chains rattling could be heard in the background as you waited for your turn to go in.

Finally Buffy made it to the front door and was ushered in by a voice on a speaker attached to the front entryway. She slowly walked in letting her eyes adjust. The interior was dark illuminated only by the many scattered candles that were strategically placed to give an eerie atmosphere.

As soon as she walked in the foyer she immediately faced a demon wearing a hooded shroud hiding its features seated at a table. The only thing visible for a face were two red glowing eyes. He had his hand on top of a cash box and a roll of tickets ready to be handed out. A poster was pinned on the table cloth saying that it was $40 dollar entry fee per person and no minors were allowed unless they were accompanied by an adult.

Buffy’s slayer instincts immediately started tingling alerting her to various demons inside the building and her body was tensing to lunge at the creature before her and kill it. Before she could pull out her stake and attack, a familiar voice called her name.

“Buffy? Oh my God! Buffy it is you!” The figure stood up and removed the hood hiding his face revealing a smiling Clem.

“Clem? What…who…what’s going on here? You’re running the Haunted House?” Her voice reflected her befuddled state of surprise if her mouth hanging open didn’t.

Walking around the table she warmly walked into his embrace as Clem made this funny purring sound of happiness. He was like hugging a big wrinkly puppy only he was house broken and way much calmer.

So this is why I haven’t seen you around the cemeteries? You’re a self-employed business entrepreneur? Buffy giggled, grinning ear to ear, as they broke off their warm embrace.

Halloween only comes but once a year and this is how us peace loving demons make our money for the whole year,” Clem bopped his head fidgeting on his large feet. “Normally demons go visit their relatives but mine have issues,” Clem hissed, as the fingers on his raised hand fluttered like birds wings to stress out the last word.

“Spike said you may be coming around sooner or later, only he expected you sooner,” Clem cheerfully stated.

“Spike’s here?” Buffy immediately started looking into the shadows wondering if he was close by.

“Uh, yeah, he’s in one of the upstairs bedrooms. He’s been jumping out at the unsuspecting clientele in his grrrr face. He say’s he loves the fear they give off, it reminds him back when… Realizing what he was about to say, Clem immediately changed the subject.

“Why don’t I take you upstairs so you can go and see him.” Clem immediately put a chain across the front door much to the groans from those still waiting in line to go in and took her by the hand leading her up to the second floor.

Buffy was amazed at how much thought and detail went into creating the right feel for the place. There were peanut shells scattered on the floor and they popped and crinkled with her every step, speakers were put around the place while moans, yells and other creepy noises were being played to set the mood. It was simply amazing to her on what a fantastic job they did in creating the right atmosphere.

“Demons really know how to make a creepy house creepier she thought, as her stomach started tingling with anticipation in seeing Spike again.

They rounded up the stairs and proceeded into a hallway where there were doors on each side of the hall. They had set it up to where those walking through would open up each door and inside encounter a different demon in a scary scene.

Whistling loudly Clem stopped at the beginning of the hallway and all the doors started to open as creatures started to walk, crawl, slither their way out of the rooms. Spike came out of the last room as Clem started introducing Buffy to the “crew”.

Buffy was amazed, here were all these demons that she probably would have staked first and then asked questions later and they were really nice. She met “Clyde” he looked like a rotting corpse but he was very friendly and happy to meet her. Though she decided to just wave hi to him instead of shaking his bony hand. Then there was “Matilda” and she was blind but got around just fine with her other senses, and then there was “Bert” he was another demon who was very old and somewhat disabled but crawled really fast. They were all handicapped in some way or form whether by age or disability.

Finally getting through the gauntlet of demons, Buffy was handed over to Spike by Clem. He just stood there the whole time taking in her reactions to the others as he smirked at her leaning casually against the wall.

“You didn’t tell me you were moonlighting,” Buffy purred glad to see him again. He looked pretty damn good and her body immediately started to react to his near proximity.

They were so caught up in each other that they didn’t notice that they had an audience standing there watching them. Their mutual trance was broken by the giggles, laughter and remarks from the other demons as they slapped each other on the back or winked (the ones who had eyes anyway) at them.

“Alright, beat it the lot of you before I start knocking heads together,” Spike warned as he flashed his demonic face at them to let them know he was serious.

Slowly they started dispersing back into their assigned rooms. I’ll just rope off the end of the hall so you kids won’t be disturbed Clem yelled behind him as he started making his way down the stairs.

Grabbing Buffy by the arm, Spike lead her into his room and closed and locked the door behind him. Turning around and facing her, he lifted his head and inhaled deeply.

Smirking, he growled sensuously as his eyes glittered. “Missed me pet?”

Giving her best come hither look, Buffy walked around the king size bed running her finger over the red silk sheets replying, “No? What gave you that impression?”

Her stomach was doing flip-flops at how excited she was to be here locked in this surprisingly clean and romantic setting alone with Spike. The room had a glow from the candles and there were fresh flowers littering the room. It was not set up to scare anyone but to seduce. Then out of nowhere her jealousy began to rear its ugly head. Seduce, the word kept re-playing over in her head. She hadn’t seen Spike for weeks, so just who the hell has he been entertaining up here?

Pouting Buffy turned around only to be startled by Spike standing right behind her. She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn’t notice when he had moved closer.

Looking at her face Spike caught a bare glimpse of jealousy on her face and pressed his body closer to her and said, “Been waiting for you to show up, luv.”

“Really? Sure I’m not keeping you from entertaining someone…special?” Buffy couldn’t stop herself from asking. She immediately regretted her outburst, as she chewed on her lower lip. Suppose he had found someone else while she had been playing “hard to get.” Trying to look like she didn’t care one way or the other, she held her breathe waiting for his answer.

Spike was dying having her heated body pressed against his. He could feel her heart hammering against her chest as it thundered against his hypersensitive ears. He knew that she was feeling jealous but the stupid chit would rather die than admit that she had any real feelings for him.

“Jealous pet? Maybe you should look in the closet and see if I’ve got someone stashed in there, hmmm…?”

He knew he shouldn’t be antagonizing her but he couldn’t help himself. Buffy showing jealousy was just too delicious an opportunity to pass up. Besides watching her fidget as her hot little body was pressed against his own was making him crazy. But he was determined to make her pay for waiting so long to track him down. Silly bint….could have been all comfy and cozy here in this room a few weeks back but noooo….she had to play the role of the queen of denial.

Buffy felt like her heart was going to burst out of her chest. He didn’t deny entertaining someone else. It was too much for her to handle with him being so close to her and listening to her reaction knowing that she couldn’t disguise the tempo of her heart rate to him. Her body stiffening, Buffy decided to fight fire with fire and blurted out the first thing that came to her mind.

“Glad you found someone else, I have too!”

Suddenly Buffy found herself flung on the bed with a growling vampire on top of her pinning her to the mattress with the weight of his body. If his chip fired off, Spike didn't show any sign of it. Buffy guessed that he didn't mean her any harm or just ignored the pain.

“So you’ve found someone else slayer? Is he satisfying your needs? Is that why I and every other demon within a 2 mile radius can smell you coming? Admit it slayer, you’re hot to trot and I’m the pony of choice you want to ride.”

Before Buffy could answer him, Spike kissed her. It made her toes curl, it was demanding, hungry and extremely angry.

“Get off!” Buffy feebly pushed at him, knowing that he knew that if she really wanted to throw him off she could. They both knew she was just putting on a token act.

Spike began rubbing his erection against her and she gasped against his mouth and he pushed his tongue inside invading it. He began to thrust the appendage in and out keeping in tempo with his erection pulsing and pressing against her feminine core. He couldn’t wait to bury himself deep within her clenching cunny but he was angry and he wanted to hear her admit that she had missed him.

Buffy felt his tongue and his thrusting pelvis pulse inside and against her heated body and she instantly felt herself grow wet with arousal. She really should’ve known that Spike would see through her lie and regretted ever saying that she found someone else. Without even realizing it, she spread her legs apart needing to feel him more intimately. The urge of tearing off both their clothes, so she could consume his cock with her pussy was overwhelming.

“Sp…Spike,” Buffy managed to whisper between his kisses. “What do you want me to say?” She knew he wanted her to admit the truth that she wanted him and there was no one else in her life. The way her body was reacting to him she knew that the longer she took in admitting her lie and telling him that she wanted him the longer it would be before she had him buried inside her slick and aching core.

“Come on slayer, you know that I would know if you had found someone else, I would be able to smell them on you. Admit that you lied and that you want this,” Spike then rubbed his hand over her clothes covered mound, zeroing in on her clit. Shifting his weight, he began to fondle her breast through her clothes with his other hand.

“Ooo, yes!” Buffy groaned. Pushing her body against his and wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips. It was too much and she began to feel the beginnings of an orgasm build inside of her as Spike continued rubbing her clit.

“Nah, uh, uh, slayer!” If you want the Big Bad you have to tell him the truth otherwise,” Spike then stopped his ministrations as Buffy instinctively tightened her hold on him to keep him close.

“There’s no one else and I want you…NOW!” Buffy finally caved no longer capable of coherent thought.

“That’s all you had to say luv,” Spike purred as he started to undress her.

Buffy’s hands began to tug and pull on his clothes. She couldn’t wait to have him plunge into her unresisting body. It had been too long since she felt him fill her up.

Somewhere in the back of her mind something kept nagging her. Then the light bulb turned on. He didn’t deny having someone else.

“Spike?” Buffy stopped her movements as she looked into his eyes. “Did you find someone else?” Buffy swallowed hard waiting to hear his answer. She didn’t want to just be a casual fling. Her heart would not be able to handle it. No matter how much she told herself that she could do casual sex, she knew that her heart would always get in the way. That was why Parker hurt her so deeply. She couldn’t just sleep with a man for just the sex. She was not like Faith and she needed the emotional attachment to enhance her sexual experience.

Spike knew that Buffy had chanced being hurt by asking that question and he wasn’t going to hurt her knowing how the poof, the campus git and Captain Awol had hurt her.

“Buffy, look at me. Do you really think that I would set up a bedroom in this house for anyone else but you? You know how I feel about you, this whole time I’ve been working the basement. I had this bedroom setup just for us,” Spike stressed. “I would never hurt you that way. I’m not Angel, Parker or Riley and like you I need to feel loved in return. Give and take Buffy, I know you’ve been hurt but so have I. The sooner you believe that a soul less demon can love you, the sooner we’ll put our past behind us and we can get to the shagging. Are we clear?” Spike held her eyes and let her search them to gage his sincerity.

Buffy looked into his eyes and could see his love shining through. Funny how Spike a creature of darkness, could hold so much love and emotion behind them.

Tears started flowing from her eyes as she just simply nodded her head that she believed him.

Needing to connect Spike positioned his cock at her entrance and slowly, very slowly entered her spasming channel. It was like his cock was worshiping her from the inside inch by solid inch.

“I love you Buffy, a soul less demon loves you with all of his undead heart. I’m not leaving you luv.” Spike began to pump slowly, his mouth busy kissing her face, her lips, her tear stained cheeks.

“This is no ordinary love Buffy, this is real. So real, it burns and consumes me.” Spike whispered into her ear sending tingles all over her sensitive skin.

“Oh Spike,” was all Buffy could manage to say, as she began to meet him thrust for thrust feeling the connection between them deepen emotionally as well as physically.

They began to gain tempo, as their pelvises slapped together as they started spiraling toward their completion. Spike felt her pussy begin to pulse and quiver and she screamed out her release. Spike felt himself tingling and he vamped out and roared as he exploded deep within her clenching quim.

Panting even though Spike didn’t need to breathe he looked at Buffy and kissed her deeply. It didn’t matter to him that she didn’t tell him that she loved him. It was enough that she was willingly here with him.

Pulling out of her, he took his weight off her body and cradled her next to him in bed. Content, he began to purr making her moan in pleasure at the sound.

“I do you know,” Buffy whispered.

Spike stopped his purring and asked. “Do what?”

“Love you,” Buffy blushed as she looked down at his chest afraid of his reaction.

She hated giving him power over her heart. She’d been down that road before and was afraid of being hurt again. She didn’t think she could survive being ridiculed by him with her admission.

Lifting her chin, Spike smiled at her and said. “Bout damn time you admitted it slayer. Knew you couldn’t resist the charms of the Big, Bad for long.” Spike crowed puffing out his chest in male pride.

Buffy laughed as she rolled her eyes at him. “Spike claims his third slayer.”

“Yep, another one bites the dust, though speaking of biting, we did just do a role reversal here and all you know.” Spike cooed.

“Oh, what do you mean? Buffy asked as she snuggled closer to him loving the post coital moment.

“Well I just staked you…a slayer and you just took a huge bite out of the Big, Bad,” Spike smirked raising his scarred eyebrow playfully.

Buffy giggled and said. “Maybe we didn’t’ do it right, do you think we could see if we did or not?”

Before Spike could answer there was a knock on the door.

Spike knew it was Clem and the others behind the door being nosy about the bet they made on how long it would take Buffy to track him down. Spike had been right on her timing and had just won a tidy sum from his co-workers.

Collecting his winnings could wait until tomorrow; right now he had some staking to do.

“BUGGER OFF!” Spike yelled.

The End.