Chapter 18

“Do you need anything? Food, water, I could make you some soup.”

Buffy shook her head. “I’m fine, Mom, you don’t have to worry. I’m not going to lose myself again. And even if I did, I’ll always have Spike to bring me back.”

He grasped her hand in his, glad that her mother was letting him be in her room. He wasn’t ready to leave her side just yet.

Joyce nodded. “I’m grateful for that. After finding out everything you’ve had to go through since becoming this Slayer, I’m very relieved to see you have someone watching your back, even if that someone is a vampire. I’m sure it could be worse.”

Spike figured that was the best he would likely get from her.

“I’ll just let you rest, but I’ll be right downstairs. Don’t make me regret letting him stay up here,” she said sternly, turning to make her leave, but stopping at the sound of her daughter’s voice calling her back.

Buffy jumped up and gave her mother a hug, something she hadn’t done in a long time, tears stinging her eyes when her mom returned the embrace. “I’m sorry, Mommy. I’ll be better now, I promise. I’ll try to do well in school, and I’ll be extra careful on patrol. You’ll never have a reason not to trust me again. I’ll make you proud of me some day.”

Joyce felt tears of her own, pulling Buffy away to get a good look at her. “I’m already proud of you, honey. You are growing up to be a truly amazing woman, and it was about time I realized that.”

Buffy smiled, moving back to the bed once Joyce left them alone. She sighed in contentment when Spike pulled her into his arms. They laid there in silence, until she broke it a moment later. “I know things are better with me and Mom now, but I’m still so ready for that vacation.”

He laughed, kissing her temple. “You’ll get no complaints from me.”


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They found themselves out at the Bronze a few nights later, dancing slowly to the music, not a care in the world.

Spike ran his fingers down her sides, holding her close. “You want to go somewhere a little more private?”

Buffy didn’t need to be told twice. She led him to the back of the club where the restrooms were located, and seeing that the ladies’ room was empty, pulled him inside, not hesitating before crashing her lips to his. She pushed him against the wall, sucking on his neck as she unzipped his pants to free his hard cock.

Spike moaned at the feel of her warm hands on his erection, losing what little control he had left. He ripped her shirt open, sucking on her pert tits, which hardened at his touch. He bunched her skirt up, raising his eyebrows at the sight of her not wearing any panties. “Naughty girl,” he said with a grin.

“They just get in the way.”

He wasn’t about to argue with that, guiding his cock to her opening and pushing all the way inside, catching her scream with his mouth. Spike fucked her hard against the wall, knowing that anyone could catch them in the act, but was finding it so hard to care. “Come for me, baby. You’re so close.”

Buffy threw her head back as her orgasm hit, biting into his shoulder, which had him coming right behind her.

Spike roared out his release, burying his head against her neck. He immediately heard voices headed in their direction, and before Buffy could say anything, he ushered her into one of the stalls, closing the door behind them just as two girls entered the bathroom.

“God, that bartender is so fucking hot. He didn’t even bother to card me.”

“I think he was too preoccupied by you thrusting your breasts in his face, Harmony. Don’t you find that a bit tacky?”

The blonde rolled her eyes. “What is your deal lately, Cordy? You’ve been a total buzz kill, and you’ve totally stopped tormenting lame Buffy Summers. What’s that about? Since you haven’t been torturing her, no one else thinks they’re allowed to. She was out on the dance floor practically dry humping that guy she was with. What a complete slut, I wanted to say something about it, but I didn’t think I should since you’re obviously not interested in making her life hell anymore. What does he see in her, anyway? A guy like that could get anyone he wants, why waste time on a total loser? Maybe she’s a charity case or something.”

Spike could tell that Buffy wanted to barge out there and rip Harmony Kendall a new one, but he held her back, moving over to her ear. “Don’t let them get to you, love. As I said before, you’re twice the woman they are. Those twits can’t even hope to hold a candle to you.”

She calmed down at his words, gasping when a finger entered her wet pussy, seeing the smirk on his face and knowing this was just his way of distracting her.

“Whatever, Harm, she’s not even worth it. I just have better things to do with my time.”

Spike heard them leave a few minutes later, exiting the stall after Buffy came all over his fingers, laughing when she nearly stumbled over her feet.

“Shut up,” she said, heat kissing her cheeks. “It’s just a good thing those morons didn’t recognize you, but I still think you should have let me hit them.”

He waved his hand in the air. “It wouldn’t have been much of a fight, but since I’m feeling so generous at the moment. You tell me anything embarrassing that you wish for them to do, and I’ll make it happen.”

Buffy grinned, really loving that idea. She slammed him back against the wall to show just how much she appreciated his suggestion, locking the door this time. It was hours later before they left the Bronze.


* * * * *


“Holy crap, Jonathan, how did you get a babe like Cordelia Chase to ask you out?”

The brunet boy shrugged. “I don’t know, but I’m not about to question my good fortune. She’s going to finally make me popular, and that’s all I care about.”

“He’s mine, you bitch!”

“No, he’s mine!”

Jonathan ran down the hall to see Cordelia and Harmony in the middle of a cat fight, feeling turned on at the display, while a bunch of students cheered around them.

Harmony spotted him. “Pooky, tell her that you belong to me now.”

Cordelia scowled at the blonde bimbo. “Pooky? You have no right to call my boyfriend any of your lame ass names.”

Jonathan’s eyes widened, still beyond shocked that two of the most popular girls in school were fighting over him. This new cologne really worked. “Ladies, please, there’s plenty of me to go around.”

Buffy smiled as she watched them at a distance, her arms crossed over her chest. “Is it wrong of me that I don’t feel at all bad about this?”

Spike chuckled. “If you ask me, they had it coming, and that kid could use the ego boost. From what I’ve heard, they’ve terrorized the bloke for years. I’m just giving back to the less fortunate. Besides, they’ll forget all about it tomorrow.”

“Yeah, but we won’t,” she said, flashing him a seductive grin. “Dating a vampire really has its perks.”

He licked his lips, pulling her over to the library, the doors closing behind them.

The End