Chapter 9

Buffy knew he would be out getting blood, which was the perfect time to set everything up. It was officially her seventeenth birthday, and after having to spend the whole day with her family, she couldn’t wait to head to Spike’s as soon as night fell. Now she was currently lighting candles in his crypt, playing soft music on the stereo, rose petals covering the bed. Buffy scrunched up her nose as the smell of lavender invaded her, really hoping that she wasn’t going too far with her plan of seduction. Spike had no idea that she was ready for them to take their relationship to the next level, once again praying that he wouldn’t reject her advances.

She broke out of her reverie when the crypt door banged open, taking a deep breath and spreading out on his bed, waiting for his arrival.

“Buffy? Are you down there?”

She rolled her eyes. He could never make anything easy for her. “Yes, I wanted to show you something.”

Spike made his way down the stairs, stopping at the sight of her on his bed, wearing barely anything. He gulped, looking her up and down. “What’s this about?”

“It’s my birthday, but I wanted to give you a present. Do you like?” she said, trailing her hand down her thigh.

He nodded, licking his lips. “I think that’s a safe bet.”

Buffy stood up; taking his hand in hers and leading him to the bed, pulling him down with her. “I want you to make love to me, Spike. You’re the only one I could imagine giving my virginity to.”

He gazed into her eyes, the sincerity shining through. “I’m flattered, pet, but are you sure this is what you want? There’s no rush, if you’re not completely ready, we can wait for when you are.”

She raised his hand, placing it over her right breast. “I’m ready; I know that more than anything. If you want me, that is.”

Spike cupped her cheek, giving her a look of awe. “Oh, sweetheart, was there ever any doubt? I’ve never wanted anyone more.” He kissed her then, putting all of his feelings behind the gesture.

Before Buffy knew it, she was being lowered back down on the bed, a very horny vampire now on top of her. Her lingerie was ripped away, soon followed by his clothing, so there was nothing left between them.

He pulled away when breathing became an issue, gazing down at her. “You are so beautiful.” His lips touched hers again before she could respond. Spike caressed every inch of her delectable body, reaching her bare pussy and sliding two fingers inside.

She gasped into his mouth, arching her back to give him better access.

Spike pumped his fingers in her, making sure she was nice and wet. He pulled his lips away, kissing down her neck, her chest, stopping at her breasts and taking a ripe nipple in his mouth, sucking on it.

Buffy threw her head back, shutting her eyes in pure bliss. “Oh my God!”

He chuckled. “Been called many things in my life.”

“Yeah, I just bet you have.” She gasped as his fingers penetrated her further. “Spike, please.”

“Please what, baby?”

“Need your mouth,” she panted.

He grinned. “Need my mouth where? Lower, perhaps?”

Buffy nodded, not even trusting the sound of her own voice anymore.

Spike was happy to oblige, removing his fingers from her quim, only to be replaced by his tongue.

“Fuck, yes! Don’t stop!”

He was pleased by her reaction, stopping being the last thing he wanted to do. Spike could spend forever eating her out, and it would still never be enough. “So bloody delicious, I always knew you would be.” He tongue fucked her until she came hard in his mouth, licking up every drop of cum that gushed out of her. Spike raised his head, watching her try to control her breathing. “Is that what you wanted?”

She shook her head. “That tongue of yours should seriously be illegal. I’ve heard other girls talk about oral sex, but God, I never knew it could feel like that.”

He moved up her body. “It doesn’t always, just depends on who’s doing it. I haven’t had any complaints yet.”

Buffy rolled her eyes, not wanting to hear about any of his previous partners. She smashed her mouth to his, tasting herself in the process, and not even feeling disgusted by it.

Spike gently pushed her away, brushing the hair out of her face. “We don’t have to go any further tonight, Buffy. It’s your call; I don’t want you to have any regrets.”

“I want you, no regrets.”

He nodded, kissing her lips tenderly. “It’ll hurt a bit, but I’ll try to make it as painless for you as possible, okay?”

She nodded as well, knowing all about the pain, but that wasn’t about to stop her.

Spike positioned himself over her, pushing the head of his cock inside first, coating it with her juices before pushing more fully inside of her, coming across a barrier. It had been a long time since he actually felt one. “You still with me, pet?”

She nodded again, finding that speech was very difficult at the moment.

“Feel free to dig your nails in as hard as you want, all right? You won’t hurt me.”

Buffy grabbed his shoulders, ready to do just that. Yelling out once he was buried wholly inside of her, clutching his arms even tighter.

Spike felt like a monster at the sight of her tears, never wanting to be the cause of them. “I’m so sorry, sweetheart. It should feel better soon.”

“It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt much anymore. You can start moving now.”

He was relieved to hear that. “I’ll go slow, you call the shots.”

Buffy held him to her as he did just that, thrusting in her nice and slow, but it was utter torture. She knew that Spike had a pretty colorful past, he was probably used to taking a girl hard and fast. He shouldn’t have to go against his nature just because she was a virgin. “You can go faster now. I can take it.”

“Are you sure?”

She nodded. “Yeah, don’t hold back.”

Spike wasn’t so sure about that, but did as she said. He pounded into her cunny hard, almost brutally, but she didn’t seem to mind. He did say she could call the shots, after all. She arched up, meeting his every thrust, the moans coming from her were enough to completely turn him on. Holding back wasn’t an option anymore as he rammed harder into her, faster, wincing a little when her nails cut his back, but it only turned him on all the more. He could tell that she was close, pressing his forehead to hers as they both road out their orgasms. Spike buried his face in her neck, licking the salt from her skin. He lay there for a moment, letting her catch her breath, moving off of her a second later. It pained him to slip his cock out of her pussy, but knew it wouldn’t be very comfortable much longer. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to his side and guiding her head to his chest.

“That was amazing,” she commented after a moment of silence.

“Took the words right out of my mouth,” he responded, kissing the top of her head. “Do you have to be home soon?”

Buffy shook her head, giving him a smile. “Nope, it took much convincing, but since it’s my birthday, my mom agreed to let me stay out tonight.”

Spike was glad for that, loving the idea of spending a night with Buffy, waking up with her in his bed. There was no better feeling in the world.