Chapter 15

“I don’t think this is exactly what Willow had in mind.”

Spike shrugged. “She said to get a room, I’m just following orders. Besides, she’ll probably be patrolling for a little while longer. We have time.”

Buffy shook her head. “She’s staying with Oz tonight. I don’t think she wants to risk walking in on us again.”

He grinned. “Well, that’s even better.”

Buffy laid back as Spike removed her clothing, so there would be nothing between them.

“Incase I don’t tell you enough, you’re absolutely gorgeous.”

She felt her cheeks heat up, even though she should have been used to his compliments by now.

Spike lowered his head, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking on it.

Buffy gasped as she stared up at the ceiling.

Spike gave the same treatment to her other nipple, then spread kisses on every inch of her chest and stomach. He reached her pussy and inhaled the sweet scent that was coming from her, then plunged his tongue deep inside.

Buffy arched her back at the invasion, giving him better access.

Spike tongue fucked her for what seemed like forever, lapping up every drop of her juices. “That’s the best thing I’ve ever had in my mouth.” A part of Spike still felt the loss of his family, but at the moment, it didn’t seem to matter.

Buffy could tell what he was thinking. She didn’t know if it was from the claim, or just the look he had on his face. “I’m your family now.”

Spike smiled up at her. “That you are, baby. You’re the only family I need.”

She felt content with those words. “Make love to me, Spike.”

He could deny her nothing, positioning himself above her and slowly burying his dick inside of her.

Buffy held him closer to her, running her hands down his back.

Spike shut his eyes, knowing that he would never get enough of her. His thrusts started out slow, then became faster and harder. “Is this what you want, love? You want my cock fucking your delicious pussy?”

She nodded, finding that speech was very difficult.

“What do you want, baby?

Buffy gasped when he pulled his cock out, only leaving the head inside of her wet hole. “God, Spike. Please,” she panted.

He chuckled. “Please what, sweetheart? Tell me what you want.”

She finally had enough and grabbed him by the shoulders, digging her nails into his flesh. “I want you to fuck me harder.”

“Fuck you with what? Come on, pet. You can say it.”

Buffy groaned in irritation, but was willing to give him anything he wanted at this point. “Fuck my pussy with your cock. Please, I need it. I’m so close. Please, Spike, don’t tease me.”

Spike took pity on her and gave her exactly what she needed. “Your wish is my command.”

Buffy cried out when he plunged his cock fully inside of her, hitting all the right spots.

“That’s my girl. You feel so fucking good, baby. I’ll never get enough.”

Buffy yelled out her release a few seconds later, biting his neck to muffle her screams.

Spike felt his demon come to the surface at her actions. His human visage went away to be replaced by that of the vampire. His eyes gazed at her delectable neck, all the blood pumping away. With that thought in mind, he struck with his fangs and buried them deep in her throat.

Buffy came even harder this time, holding his head down as he sucked on her neck. She should feel afraid about having a vampire at her throat, but knew that he would never hurt her. He would take what he needed and stop before it was too much.

Spike pulled his fangs out, licking her wound closed and gazing down at her with yellow eyes.

Buffy stroked his cheek, feeling the ridges under her fingers. This was the first time she really got a close look at his vamp face, and realized that it was just as beautiful as the rest of him.

Spike morphed back to his human features, purring as she caressed him. “I’m sorry, love.”

She looked at him in confusion. “Sorry for what?”

“I should have had better control of my demon. The neck is just a very sensitive spot for vampires and when you bit me, I couldn’t resist.”

Buffy smiled. “It’s okay, Spike. I definitely didn’t mind.”

He shook his head. “I should have at least been gentler.”

She cupped his cheek this time. “It was perfect.”

Spike smiled as well, leaning in to her touch. It was then that he realized this was what he was meant for. Being here now with this girl, she was his destiny. He never would have believed in such rot before, but now was starting to understand. For years Drusilla went on about how the sunshine would burn him. He never really understood that, until now. She told him that even before Buffy was born, it now made perfect sense. They were made for each other.

“You got all quiet? What are you thinking about?”

He pressed a kiss to her cheek. “That I should have thanked Drusilla for making me a vampire.”

Buffy raised her eyebrows.

Spike decided to clarify for her. “If she never turned me, then I would have never gotten the chance to know you.”

Buffy took in a deep breath. “What were you like as a human?”

Spike had a feeling she was bound to ask that. He realized that he was still buried inside of her and slowly pulled his cock out, lying down beside her. “I was a boring sod, basically. The complete opposite of what I am today.”

“I bet you were cute.”

He scoffed. “I was not cute, I was a bloody wanker. I couldn’t have gotten a woman to save my life. You never would have looked twice at me.”

Buffy didn’t believe that. “I think I would have.”

Spike shook his head. “I spent most of my time infatuated by a woman that would never want me. I used to write her bloody awful poetry, they were the hit at all the parties. Not in a good way, everyone liked to tease me about them.”

Buffy wrapped her arms around him. “That’s horrible; I bet they were very good. Do you still write?”

He suddenly took on a shy expression. “Sometimes, whenever I get inspired.”

“How many times have you been inspired lately?”

Spike turned his gaze on hers. “The first time I saw you. I’ve been inspired ever since.”

Buffy wasn’t expecting that. “You’ve written poems about me?”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “Maybe a couple, but they’re not very good.”

“I’m sure they are. I would love to see them.”

Spike sighed. “I have a box full of them.”

Her eyes widened. “Okay, that’s more than a couple. We should get you a notebook.”

Spike laughed and was put more at ease. “I used to have one, but it got destroyed years ago. I’ve been thinking about getting another.”

Buffy snuggled up closer to his side. “You should do that, but I would love to see the ones you already have. It’s a part of you, Spike. You don’t ever have to hide anything from me. I’ll always love you.”

Spike felt his eyes tear up, holding her closer. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

Buffy rested her head against his chest. “I’m sleepy now.”

“You rest, sweetheart. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

She smiled and did just that.

Spike watched her for a little while longer, brushing some hair out of her face. “I love you,” he whispered, then drifted off to a peaceful sleep. Feeling that for the first time in his life, he was finally home.

The End


This came out a lot fluffier than I wanted, but I guess it's just what I'm best at. Thanks to those that read and reviewed=)