Chapter 32 – Splash and Spin
His heart felt a nudge. No,
that wasn’t it, more like a free fall as Spike stared down at Buffy. She was
lying back in the tub up to her chin in bubbles. The only light was the candles
that she had placed around the bathroom and in the background was the soft
sound of…New Kids on the Block. He
rolled his eyes at their promise to blow your mind. It wasn’t his cup of tea
but Buffy had become excited when she had found the tape in one of her boxes
earlier. They had been her favorites when she was a young girl on the precipice
of puberty. So, for her he would suffer.
Sighing, he sat on the edge
of the tub.
“Open your mouth, Luv,”
Spike instructed.
“Last time you told me that
you stuck slime in it,” Buffy said, managing to open one eye and stare at him
in suspicion. “What do you want to put in it now?”
“Not what I want to put in
there. I’ve got some Tylenol for your headache and I figured you didn’t want
the pills to get wet so I was going to offer to drop them in myself.”
Her mouth opened for him.
Spike chuckled as he dropped the capsules on her tongue and hoped that before
morning she would be that willing to open for what he did have in mind. He held
the glass of water to her lips and held it while she chugged it down.
“Thatta girl,” Spike said,
putting the glass on the counter. “You’ll feel better in no time.”
“Buffy drank too much wine.
Very unmixy,” Buffy said, giggling. “Now, she don’t feel too good.”
“Great, tipsy Buffy,” Spike
said, smiling. “A side of you I’m not too sure about.”
“Oh, don’t worry,” Buffy
assured him. Her hand came out of the water to pat his leg. “I get very naughty
when I’ve been drinking.”
“And just who have you been
naughty with?”
“Not telling.”
“And just how naughty have
you been before?”
Her hand closed over his
crotch, squeezing it gently. “Not as naughty as I’ve been with you. Now, are
you going to get naked and join me?”
“Who am I to turn down an
irrational drunk?” Spike asked, standing to pull his clothes off. “You might decide
to kill me in my sleep.”
“WooHoo, naked Spike chest,”
Buffy cheered. “Come on, get those shoes off…give me some naked Spike butt.”
“I’ll give you naked Spike
something…,” Spike promised as he climbed into the tub with her. He sat facing
her, putting his feet on either side of her bottom as he leaned back. “Did you
have to put in this ponce music? It’s ruining the mood.”
“Oh, come on,” Buffy said,
waving her hand around and sending bubbles flying. “This is classic…pop, pop, pop, pop, Popsicle. Girl, can’t
you see? You’re the one for me.”
“Thanks for the sing-a-long,
pet, but I still think I’ll pass.”
“Spoil sport,” Buffy
pronounced, leaning back and letting her eyes close again. “You’re just no fun
at all.”
He shook his head. It was
interesting to see this side of her. A little wine and she was acting a little
freer, a little less serious and totally adorable. It wasn’t like she was really drunk but just
feeling the effect of the wine they had drunk during dinner and the bottle
they’d opened at home.
Smiling, he decided to show
her that he was fun. He laid his foot softly on her breast, waited to see what
she would do, and when he only received a smile, he ran his big toe in a circle
around the areola. Buffy fidgeted around until his toe was directly on her nipple.
He flicked it and stroked it until she arched her back, pushing the soft mound against
his toe.
“Do you like that, Luv?”
“Yes,” Buffy said, picking
his foot up and kissing the arch. “But I think I’d like something more.” With a
mischievous look in her eyes she crawled over to him and straddled his legs.
“This is much better,” she whispered, kissing him along his neck while pressing
her breasts into his chest. “I love you.”
“Mmm,” Spike intoned,
leaning his head back to give her better access. He liked this aggressive side
of her. Her kisses were changing to licks along the shell of his ear, a nip on
the lobe. She started across his cheek and ended with a peck to the side of his
mouth.
“Are you ever going to say
it?”
Spike knew she was more
teasing him than anything else. So, he ignored her question and squeezed her
butt then ran his hands upwards along her back.
Buffy sat back. She eyed him
for a moment than picked up a handful of bubbles only to drop them so they slid
down his chest. The next few moments she played like this, making designs on
him. His chest and nipples received their share of caresses during her
activities so there were no complaints from him.
“Couldn’t you say ‘Ditto’
like Patrick Swayze did in ‘Ghost’?” Buffy asked. Her thumbnail was idly
flicking at his nipple. Her eyes seemingly innocent in the wide eyed stare she
gave him.
He cupped her face to draw
her toward him. She came willingly, accepting his quick kiss. “Ditto,” Spike
whispered. “Ditto, ditto, ditto…” Each utterance was punctuated by a kiss to
her soft lips until they couldn’t stand it anymore and their lips fused
together in a passionate kiss. Their tongues stroked and played until they had
to break apart. Buffy didn’t go far as she leaned her forehead against his.
“I can’t believe there are
only a few hours until you have to leave,” Buffy whispered. “It seems like you
only got here.”
“I know. I don’t want to
leave.”
Her fingers caressed his
face as if she was trying to memorize his features by touch. By making love
they had only grown closer. Their lives becoming more connected and it would
only hurt more to be separated. Spike wanted to stay with her. See where this
relationship played out. Would it be like they both wished or would they
eventually fall apart?
“Buffy, about what you asked
me…”
“Yeah?”
“Please, know that it’s not
that I don’t want us to last. I do. I’m scared too.”
“I know,” Buffy said. “You
don’t need to tell me that. I’m sorry for being such a bitch earlier. Forgive
me?”
Spike nodded. “All I want
right now is to concentrate on getting us together permanently. Figure out a
way for me to stay in the States before I try to start planning on forever.
Does that make sense?”
“Mmmhmm.”
“Just keep believing in me.”
“I do,” Buffy said, kissing
him softly. She closed her eyes. “I believe, I believe, I really do believe…”
Spike laughed. “You sound
like Robin Williams in ‘Hook’.”
Her grin would light up the darkest night, he thought as he stared up at her through the eyes
of love. He had never felt so loved or a part of anything in his life. There
wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do to make her happy. He just wanted to make sure
he could deliver before giving her promises.
“Make love to me,” Buffy
requested, resuming her earlier kisses on his neck and throat. “Now, here.” She
lifted up and moved to sink down on him.
“Baby, we don’t have a
condom,” Spike squeaked, trying to be sensible in spite of his desperate desire
to be inside of her without anything. The thought of feeling her walls
surrounding his bare cock was more exciting than any fantasy he could dream of.
“I don’t care,” Buffy said,
hoarsely. She was still poised over him. “I’m on the pill and you have a clean
bill of health. Please?” In his hesitation to find the words to keep her safe,
she slid down, sheathing him in one motion. “Oops, I slipped…”
Her words said it had been a
mistake but her eyes said differently. He was thankful she had taken the
initiative. Their need for each other was too great at the moment to withstand
the time it would have taken to get into the bedroom and take precautions. It
was another way of saying they were in it together despite the doubts and
risks.
They stared deep in each
other’s eyes while they took in the new sensation. Spike was doing everything
he could to remain motionless as the velvet softness of her gripped his
shaft. She was still so tight and he
groaned as his body begged him to take her. His fingers dug into her hips, keeping
her from moving until the urge passed him.
“Did I...is there something
wrong?” Buffy asked hesitantly.
Her innocence was still
there brimming beneath the sensuality of the woman who was straddling him. It
only sent another wave of love through him as he held her gaze and shook his
head.
“Need you too much,” Spike
answered, surrendering to her wish to be in control. He laid his hands on the
side of the tub when the urge lessened. He hoped that he would be able to
restrain himself through her learning. “Go, baby…”
The uncertainty was in her
eyes but so was the love she had for him. Buffy rose up then slid back down as
she began to ride him. It was the first time she had been on top and in
control. Her movements varied as she tried to find the rhythm that pleased her.
She watched him, waiting for words, or gestures to find out what pleased him.
He tried not to disappoint her.
“Buffy, yeah, I love it when
you do that,” He groaned to her as she ground down on him. “Do that again,” he
moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head, as she squeezed him.
Her hands were planted on his
chest, using him for leverage as she moved. The water rolled in waves around
them. Some of it splashed over his hands, dripping onto the floor. Spike
focused again when Buffy moved faster making her breasts bounce, disappearing
in and out of the bubbles. He captured them, squeezing them gently; watching
the desire turn her eyes a deeper green.
“Do you have any idea of how
beautiful you are?” Spike asked, his thumbs stroking the nipples to beaded
hardness. “My own little sea siren…take it over.”
He loved the sound of her
breathing as she reached the end. Little gasps inserted with little moans. He
moved one of his hands between her legs to tease her clit to help push her over
the edge. She came and it was the tears in her eyes that took him over the precipice.
“I love you, I love you,”
Buffy whispered against his skin. Her face was in his neck while he held her
tightly in his arms.
“Ditto, double frickin’
ditto,” Spike said, laughing.
It took her only a second
before she laughed with him. “So, bed, rest and…”
“Short rest,” Spike said.
“Only have five hours left.”
~~~~~~~
Buffy opened her eyes as
someone kissed her stomach. She turned sleepy eyes downward to where Spike was
slipping lower. His tongue darted into her belly button and she instinctively
gripped his hair.
“Careful there, girl,” Spike
said, nipping her hip bone. “Don’t want me to be bald do you?”
“Mmm, like your hair,” Buffy
whispered, petting the hair. “It’s cold in here.”
“I like the effect,” Spike
said, rising to lean on his hands. He kissed each nipple pebbled from the
chill. “Good morning.” He told her before pressing his lips to hers.
“Good morning yourself,”
Buffy said, glancing at the clock on the nightstand. It was a few minutes past
five. That left them less than an hour before he had to start getting ready to
leave. She grabbed the edge of the comforter and pulled it over them. She had
to smile in spite of herself. Spike’s eyes were playful in the glow of the
light shining from the bathroom. “What are you thinking about?”
“Making love to you.”
Buffy smiled up at him. “Go
for it.”
“Thought you’d never ask,”
Spike said, diving under the covers.
Her eyes grew wide as he
spread her legs and settled between them. She felt him lick her then he
stopped. She heard him mutter something but couldn’t hear him. She lifted the
comforter.
“What was that? And it had
better have been nice.”
“Always,” Spike said,
kissing her thigh. “I was just wondering if I was going to get any protests.
You know like this is embarrassing or…”
“Hell, no,” Buffy giggled.
“Get down there and please me.” She groaned as he returned his mouth to her
pussy. “And if you hurry you might get a return favor...oh god.” She gave up
thinking as her clit was sucked into his mouth.
She had felt embarrassed at
first. But it had quickly disappeared under his ministrations. This was the man
she loved and she knew he loved her despite their confusion and doubts over
their future. They had both been hurt so badly in the past and this happiness
was still too new. She wanted it all and she wanted it with Spike. That much
she knew but she also knew that love didn’t always last.
His fingers were inserted
inside her and she arched up to meet them. Already he knew her body, playing
her, giving to her, pleasing her and she let him. His tongue licked her and
teased while his fingers thrust and prodded her. It didn’t take long and she
found herself in the throes of another orgasm. Spike didn’t stop caressing her until
the last quiver of her body and then he moved to cover her body with his.
“Did you like that?” Spike
asked, kissing her neck.
“Yes, very much,” Buffy
said. She attempted to push him over on his back so that she could return the
favor but felt him prodding at her entrance. “Don’t you want me to?”
“Later,” Spike whispered.
“Right now I want to be inside of you.”
Buffy sighed. She was on her
way back to bliss and who was she to argue with him? She wrapped her legs
around him and made a mental note to give him a surprise in the car.
”I love you, William,” Buffy whispered and gave herself completely to the man
who was loving her back.
to be continued…
