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Buffy gazed up into Spike's eyes, revelling in the shocked happiness she saw in them. She was lying on her back, Spike at her side. Since they were lying on top of his duster they'd pulled the blanket over them. It was a surprisingly warm night, but the blanket was a “just in case” measure.
Spike slid his hand under the cloth, across Buffy's stomach and up to her breast as he leant down to kiss her. She mewled in the back of her throat as he deepened the kiss, groaning loudly while he twirled her erect nipple in between his thumb and forefinger.
Her eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned, as his lips travelled to her neck and his hand ventured further south.
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They parted, as the dawn was soon to rise. Buffy walked with him to his crypt. She pulled his head down to hers, and Spikes arms slipped around her waist, pulling her against him.
When she broke for air, he whispered against her lips, "Stay with me tonight."
"I want to but I promised Dawn I'd come home." At his disappointed look she kissed him again. "Come over tomorrow though."
"Okay, pet." Spike attested, not wanting to push her too soon; not wanting to scare her away now that he'd got her so far. He gave her one final kiss, before moving inside his crypt just as the sun rose.
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"Knock, knock." Spike said. Buffy jumped, and turned around from what she was doing on the bed. She smiled when she saw who it was and beckoned him in.
"Hey, come in." Spike stepped in the window, walking over to her and wrapped his arms around her from behind. She turned and he pulled her lips up to his.
Buffy moaned then moved back, licking her lips, "Here, help me with this."
Spike frowned but took one of the ends anyway. He held it where instructed and watched as the slayer hammered the wood into place. After a few minutes she indicated for him to let it go and he did. The wooden slats slipped down the open window, the breeze pushing them into the room.
Spike frowned again, "What’s that for?" He watched as she collected all the packaging from her bed and dumped it into a bag..
"For you." Buffy answered, emptying her bin into the bag as well before turning around. "If you wanna stay tonight, that is." She blushed then smiled at him. "I figure dust would be a real bitch to get out of bed linens."
Spike chuckled and pulled her against him once more as his mouth came down on hers.
"Hey Buff! If you wanna do a patrol I'm around!" Xander called from downstairs, grabbing yet another piece of pizza from the box on the table.
Buffy broke away from Spike, "No thanks Xander, I'm going with Spike!" She called back down. They both heard Xander choking and sputtering incoherently, and they laughed. Buffy grabbed her jacket and secured the window before taking Spike’s hand and leading him downstairs.
"I'm going now." She said as she pulled him out of the front door.
Xander, who had just regained his breathing abilities, began to choke once more at the sight of Spike being lead from the upstairs.
"Alright, what the hell is going on!" The whelp finally got out. The others just stared at him as though he was stupid, then continued to watch the film.
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Buffy closed her eyes and relaxed as Spike's arms tightened around her. Happy in his possessive embrace, she snuggled back into his chest, sighing sleepily.
"I love you, Buffy." Spike whispered against her neck when he thought her asleep. He hadn't allowed himself to say it before, knowing that she wouldn't return in kind, and not wanting to hear her try to explain her way out of it.
"I love you, too." Buffy breathed, rubbing her head against Spike’s.
Spike inhaled sharply at her words and his head shot up. He was silent for several minutes before he spoke. "You what?"
"I love you, you bleached moron now go to sleep. I'm tired; you wore me out!" Buffy half giggled, attempting to fall back asleep. She felt him kiss her neck and curl further around her body. With a sigh, she slipped asleep, for once content, and secure in the knowledge that when she awoke he'd still be there.
Spike stayed awake for some time. Lying in stunned stupification. He listened to her even breaths, smiling as she let out a content moan every-now-and-again. As the sun rose he checked to ensure that the blinds did indeed keep out the sun before falling asleep himself.
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At eight her alarm bell rang and Buffy groaned and reached over to switch it off. She went to move off the bed but the arms encircling her only tightened their hold on her.
"Where are you going?" Spike growled quietly.
"I have to take Dawn to school, I'll be back in a bit." She assured him. He loosened his hold, and she kissed him quickly on the lips before hastily dressing.
Buffy walked downstairs and was immediately met by Dawn's mocking eyes.
"What?"
"Could you two have been *any* louder last night?" Dawn asked, crossing her arms and tapping her foot as she shot Buffy a parental look. "I was about to beg Willow and Tara for a deafening spell."
"I might have actually done it as well!" Tara said from her seat at the kitchen table then blushed heavily, "S-sorry."
Buffy shock her head then glared at Dawn, "You. School, NOW!"
"Sir, yes, sir!" Dawn sharply saluted the slayer and grabbed her bag, heading out the door before her. Buffy shook her head again and smiled at Tara before following her.
On her way home Buffy stopped off at Willie's for some blood for Spike and placed the six packets the little man had given her, free, in the fridge before she made her way upstairs.
She slipped out of her clothes and was immediately hauled under the covers, an aroused vampire staring down at her. Buffy licked her lips in anticipation and Spike's gaze shot to them. He growled loudly then smashed his lips to hers.
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