Next Door

Spike stared down at the blonde head that was bobbing up and down in his lap in complete awe. She was without a doubt the best cock sucker in the world and he wondered how he had been lucky enough to get her. Not that he fully had her of course. Nope. He had a wife yes, but a hot blonde cheerleader? Nope. He only had her in stolen moments, or hours if you wanted to be more accurate. He grunted as she took him into her mouth completely so her lips were wrapped tightly around the base of his dick and swallowed. Jesus. He wasn’t gunna last much longer. How the hell did I get here?

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“Hello Im Joyce Summers I live next door.”
Spike smiled at the friendly looking woman who stood on his porch and stepped forward to offer his hand which she took.
“Im William O‘Connor. Its nice of you to come and introduce yourself.” He smiled leaning casually against the porch railing.
“William can you bring in the box with all our- hello.”
Spike turned to see Drusilla standing in the open doorway. She walked forward and held out her hand just as he had done moments before.
“Hello Im Drusilla O‘Connor.” She introduced herself.
“Its very nice to meet you. I was just introducing myself to your husband here, im Joyce Summers I live next door.” Joyce repeated again.

“Well nice to know we have nice neighbours.” Drusilla nodded kindly.
“Well now that I introduced myself I have to go. My daughter should be home from school any minute.” Joyce said apologetically before making her way back down the path and to her house.
“Well she seemed nice.” Drusilla shrugged.
“Yeah. Nice lady. So what box did you want?”

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“Mom im home! Hey did you know someone’s moving in next door?” Buffy asked, walking into the kitchen and dropping her bag on the kitchen counter.
“Yes I know. Helen told me she sold the house a week or two back. They seem nice.” Joyce said already setting about making Buffy a sandwich.
“Really? You met them? Who are they?” Buffy asked curiously.
“William and Drusilla O‘Connor. They got married two months ago. William is a writer and his wife is a doctor.” Joyce said laughing at the surprised look on Buffy’s face.
“You got all that from one visit?”
“No Helen told me. Why are you so interested anyway?” Joyce questioned suspiciously.
“Im not. Just wanted to know is all. Hey listen can I go to The Bronze tonight?” Buffy asked quickly forgetting about her new neighbours and giving her mother her best puppy look.
“It’s a school night.” Joyce said simply placing the plate in front of her pleading daughter.
“Oh mom please! I’ll be back by eleven! Please! The guys are all going and Riley might show up.” Buffy said using her best whiny voice.
“Okay fine. But back by eleven.” Joyce sighed watching as her daughter jumped from her seat and ran from the room in a blur of cheerleading outfit, leaving the sandwich untouched.

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“Well that’s a relief.” Spike grumbled finally dropping onto the sofa and groaning as his back cracked.
“Hmmm I still don’t think that bookcase is right.” Drusilla said eyeing the wonky shelf.
“Its bloody fine now leave it alone.” He sighed propping his feet up on the table.
“Of course it is. Im sorry honey. Thanks for doing all this.” Dru smiled moving to sit next to him and kissing his cheek. She squealed when Spike sprang up jumping on top of her and going straight for the neck. She giggled helplessly as his fingers traced up and down her sides making her twist and writher trying to get away from his playfully wandering hands. The sudden ring of the phone brought them out of their little world and Spike reached up grabbing the phone without even lifting himself off her.
“Hello?”

“Hey Spike. How’d the move go?” Angel, Spike’s brother’s voice sounded down the line.
“It went fine. All moved in.” Spike said happily smiling down at Dru.
“So do you want to maybe come for a few beers? I know a great place near your house.” Angel asked.
Spike perked up at that. He hadn’t gone out for ages and the idea of a few beers, loud music and watching Angel’s pathetic attempts at chatting up birds was always good for a laugh.
“Luv do you mind if I go out for a bit?” Spike asked moving the phone away and looking down at her.
“Course you can. I have some work to do anyway.” She shrugged slowly extracting herself from beneath him.
“Yeah I can come mate. Where is it?”
“Its called The Bronze.”

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“I can't believe Riley didn’t come.” Buffy moped stirring the contents of her plastic cup glumly.
“Well he didn’t say he was definitely coming. Come on forget about him lets dance!” Cordelia grinned grabbing her friends hand and dragging her into the middle of the floor.

“See what did I tell you nice huh?” Angel laughed watching the ecstasy wash over Spike’s face when he took the first sip of the beer.
“Its almost as good as the British stuff! Shame bout the kids though.” Spike shrugged eyeing the teenagers that surrounded them.
“This is the only place in Sunnydale I’ll ever go to. They have some pretty good bands on too especially- Holy fuck!”
Spike turned to look at his brother in concern.
“Holy Fuck? that’s a band?” Spike asked teasingly before finally realising what had caused his brothers outburst.

In the middle of the dance floor was the hottest scene he had ever seen in his life. A brunette and a blonde stood right in the middle of the floor bumping and grinding together like nobodies business. They had every single male’s eyes in the club on them. Even though together they were damn hot Spike couldn’t help but feel his attention stolen by the hot little blonde. She was tiny compared to the brunette and Spike felt his dick twitch slightly when he saw her hips thrust perfectly in time with the music. She was wearing a pair of tight low rise jeans and a green top that started just above the belly button leaving a ring of perfectly tanned skin for the eyes to feast on. Her belly button was pierced and a shiny silver bar glinted as she danced around her friend. Her blonde hair bounced around her absolutely gorgeous face perfectly and Spike felt the sudden need to run his hands through it.

Everything about her screamed sex. From her stunningly beautiful face to her tiny yet perfectly curved body. Even though she was obviously sexy as hell and Spike felt a weird tugging when he saw her, he hadn’t seen nothing yet and as soon as her eyes suddenly opened he was stunned speechless. Her green eyes, sparkled with life and when they locked onto his he had to grab onto the bar to stop himself falling off his stool.
“Tell me that wasn’t hot.” Angel gulped watching as the pair moved off the dance floor giggling together.
Spike just remained silent.

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“Oh my god did you see those two guys at the bar? How hot were they!?” Cordelia squealed sneaking a quick glance at the bar.
“Yeah I saw them.” Buffy nodded taking a large gulp of her drink to cool herself down. She had lied of course. She hadn’t seen them. She had seen him. As soon as her eyes opened they seemed to be drawn to his bright blue ones and she had wanted to gasp at the intensity of them.
“Come on lets go talk to them.” Cordelia giggled grabbing her friends hand and heading over to the bar.
“Hey.”

“Hey.” Angel smiled when he saw who was speaking to him.
“My names Cordelia and this is my friend Buffy.” Cordelia introduced gesturing to Buffy behind her.
“Well mines Angel and this is my brother Spike.” Angel grinned clapping Spike on the back when he noticed he had just been staring dumbly at the blonde.
“So how about a drink?” Cordelia smirked already knowing the answer.