Chapter 10

“How is she doing?”

Willow took a deep breath before answering. “Her mom says that she hardly comes out of her room. She won’t go back to the dorms; she’s not sleeping very well, and hardly even eating. I’m really worried about her.”

Spike agreed. “I need to see her, but I don’t think I would be welcome in her house. Her mum doesn’t know anything about me, and I just know Buffy’s closing herself off to me. She doesn’t want me to feel what she feels.”

“This would be the claim thing that you mentioned, right?”

He nodded. “Yes, we’re connected now, but I know she’s in pain. My natural instinct is to go to her; I haven’t seen her in days. It’s bloody killing me.”

Willow nodded as well. “I just don’t think she wants to see you right now. She’s been through a lot and probably just needs more time. Buffy will come around when she’s ready.”

Spike didn’t think he could go one more day without seeing her, but decided to let it go. Once Willow headed back to the college, he moved over to Buffy’s bedroom window. He saw that her lights were out and figured that she was probably asleep. Spike climbed the tree outside of her window, peering inside to see that she was cuddled up in bed. He saw her move and knocked lightly on the glass, relieved when she looked over at him and didn’t seem to be pissed off. Spike moved back when she opened the window, licking his lips at the sight of her in some skimpy lingerie.

“Spike, what are you doing here?” she whispered.

“I needed to see you, Buffy. You can’t keep shutting me out.”

She let out a sigh. “This isn’t a very good time. We’ll talk tomorrow.”

He stopped her from shutting the windowpane. “Why don’t I believe that? It’s been almost a week. We’re claimed now, sweetheart. There’s no getting out of that. It would kill me if you regretted it.”

Buffy shook her head. “I don’t regret it. This is just a lot to take in. I suddenly have all these new feelings inside of me and it’s terrifying. I’m sorry that I was avoiding you, I just needed some time to myself.” She cupped his cheek. “I do love you. I know that more than anything, I’m just scared.”

Spike placed his hand over hers. “Invite me in, baby. You don’t have to be scared.”

She nodded and took a step back. “Come in, Spike.”

He smiled when he was able to cross the threshold, not wasting any time to take her into his arms and smother her with kisses. “I was going bloody crazy without you.”

“I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to worry you.”

Spike shook his head. “Don’t worry about that now. I need you, Buffy. I never knew the pain could feel this bad just from being apart for a few days.”

She definitely could agree with that. “We have to be quiet. My mom’s sleeping down the hall.”

Spike nodded and picked her up, carrying her over to the bed and placing her down gently.

Buffy gasped when her nightie was immediately ripped off of her, luckily she had plenty more.

Spike didn’t hesitate before plunging his tongue into her already very drenched pussy.

Buffy arched her back, giving him better access to her moist center.

Spike shoved his tongue further inside her hole, until she came in his mouth. He licked every drop down, staring up at her. “Fuck, you taste delicious.”

She was panting hard just from that one action, he had a very talented tongue.

“Are you ready for me now, pet? I don’t think I can wait much longer.”

Buffy nodded and held her arms out to him. “I’m always ready.”

Spike moved into her embrace, lowering his body on top of hers. In one quick thrust, he was buried deep inside of her pussy.

Buffy cried out, trying to not be very loud.

It always felt like Spike was home every time he was inside of her. It was like nothing he had ever felt before. “That’s it, baby. Fuck me just like that, don’t stop. Squeeze me hard.”

Buffy was happy to oblige, getting turned on by the things he was saying.

“Fuck, yes, that’s my girl.”

She felt pride go through her at those words.

Spike buried his head against her neck, sinking his fangs into his mark and taking two pulls of her blood. He then licked her wound closed, nuzzling her throat in the process.

Buffy didn’t even notice that she grabbed a pillow to muffle her screams. It just seemed like a natural thing to do.

Spike pulled out of her, lying beside her exhausted form.

“That was amazing,” she said breathlessly.

Spike chuckled. “Took the words right out of my mouth, love. The things you can do, it keeps taking me by surprise.”

Buffy turned to look at him. “Didn’t think a human girl could keep up with you?”

He shrugged. “I never cared to put it to the test. You are definitely not what I expected.”

“Is that a good thing?”

Spike smiled and pressed his lips to the top of her head. “It’s a very good thing.”

Buffy let out a breath. “I guess I should go back to the dorm soon. My mom is really starting to be concerned.”

“What exactly did you tell her about what happened?” he wondered.

“As close to the truth as I could, just leaving out the whole vampire part. I told her that I was kidnapped outside the Bronze and held at some warehouse. I didn’t think I should mention the whole rape thing, either. She doesn’t need to know about that. I told her that you came along and saved me, then brought me home. She wanted to know who you were, so I just said some guy that I went to school with. She wanted me to invite you over for dinner one of these days, but you don’t have to.”

Spike shook his head. “That’s fine, I don’t mind meeting her. I suppose I can try and look like a college bloke.”

Buffy giggled at that image. “Do you even eat regular food? We don’t exactly have any blood in the house.”

He took offense to that. “I have you know that I eat human food all the time. I love those spicy, buffalo wings at the Bronze. Oh, and that flowering onion thing, bloody brilliant.”

Buffy rolled her eyes, with a hint of a smile on her face. “You’ll fit right in.”