Chapter 25

“God, who knew that saving the world could be so exhausting?”

Spike chuckled at her side. “You sure it’s not from the hours of shagging we just had?”

She slapped his chest lightly, blushing into his shoulder. “That might have something to do with it.”

He trailed his fingers down her bare arm. “You ready to go again? There is much to be said about Slayer muscles.”

Buffy glanced up at him. “Oh, so it wasn’t good before?”

“It was bloody marvelous, but I like that I don’t have to worry about being too rough with you now.”

Buffy moved on top of him, his cock still buried deep inside of her. “I was always able to keep up with you.”

He gasped when she thrust down on him, resting his hands against her waist. “That’s it, baby. Ride me hard. Fuck, you’re really good at that.”

Buffy smiled in satisfaction. She squeezed him with said Slayer muscles, causing his eyes to roll back in his head.

Spike growled and changed positions, so he was now the one on top. “Two can play that game.”

It was Buffy’s turn to gasp as he drove into her, hard and fast. “Now I understand Faith’s theory. Slaying does tend to make you hungry and horny.”

He laughed. “It’s a shame I never got a chance to meet her. She sounds like fun.”

Buffy smacked him on the head, giving him a look that could kill. “More fucking, less talking.”

Spike wasn’t about to argue with that. He gave it to her good, feeling when she was close. Spike reached down, slipping a thumb into her wet pussy and rubbing her clit to bring her closer to release.

Buffy threw her head back, yelling as her orgasm hit.

Spike continued to pound into her, even after they both came. He was nowhere near finished yet.

“No, I can’t,” she panted.

He grinned. “I think you can.”

Her boyfriend was insatiable, and Buffy would prove to him that she was just as good. She squeezed his cock with all the strength that she had, pleased when he let out an unmanly squeal.

“Bloody fuck, warn a bloke before you do that.”

She smiled. “Now, what would be the fun in that? I like to keep you on your toes, after all.”

He crashed his lips to hers, sliding his tongue into her warm mouth. Spike felt himself start to lose control as he moved his lips to her neck, feeling his human features slip away.

Buffy ran her fingers through his hair, knowing what he was thinking. “It’s okay, Spike. I want you to.”

Spike pulled away to look at her, seeing the complete trust in her eyes. “I love you,” he said, then moved back to her throat and slowly slid his fangs inside, taking two long pulls of her blood.

Buffy came hard after that, clutching him tighter to her as she rode out her orgasm.

Spike licked her wound closed, pressing a soft kiss to her flesh. He gazed into her eyes, feeling that she was capable of more when she gave him a determined expression in return. She wouldn’t be able to walk once they were finished, if he had anything to say about it. They managed to beat the record he held with Elizabeth, but Spike wasn’t about to tell her that. Bringing up your ex while in the throes of passion was usually a mood killer.

They spent another hour making love, until Buffy finally let exhaustion take over.

She traced the outlines of his chest, breaking the silence a moment later. “There’s something I need to do tomorrow. Would you come with me?”

Spike nodded. “Anywhere you want.”

She smiled and cuddled up closer to him, finally letting sleep claim her.


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Buffy traced her mother’s name on the headstone, placing the flowers she picked up down before it.

“Hey, Mom. I know I haven’t been by in a while, but things have been kind of hectic. I don’t know how you did it. Everything’s going well now. Spike is a really good man; I can see why you fell for him. We’re going to take care of each other, so you won’t need to worry about us anymore. I love you,” she whispered, then placed down flowers at the next grave, tracing the name as well. “Thanks for always being there, Maggie. I just wish that I appreciated it more. I’m sorry that I couldn’t save you.” She stood up and moved over to Spike, taking his hand in hers.

“Are you going to be okay, love?”

She nodded and gazed into his eyes, giving him a loving smile. “I am now.”


* * * * *


“I’m telling you, she’ll never go for this. What is that Council of yours even thinking, Rupert?”

Giles rubbed his temples for what felt like the millionth time. “I really couldn’t say, but I agree with them about this. I’m not the Watcher I used to be, Spike. I haven’t had a Slayer to deal with for fourteen years; this is probably the best thing for her.”

Spike wasn’t convinced, not knowing what to say when Buffy finally showed up.

“Oh no, please tell me there’s not another Apocalypse already?”

That brought a small smile to Giles’ face. “No, Buffy, but I have spoken with the Council. They have chosen a new Watcher for you.”

She nodded. “I figured that would probably happen. So, who is it?”

Spike chose that moment to speak up. “You’re looking at him, love.”

Her eyes widened. “Seriously, you’re my Watcher now?”

He nodded as well. “Apparently the Council was really impressed by my help against Angelus and the others. They’ve never known of a vampire to go against family before in order to save the world, I guess. If you tell Rupes this is a bad idea, I’ll completely understand.”

Buffy shook her head. “I think this is great. I was worried about dealing with some stuffy British guy, but I’ve already broken you in.”

Spike glared at her. “Thanks ever so.”

Buffy wrapped her arms around him. “Come on, Spike. Think about it. Not only am I involved with a vampire, but I’m also involved with my Watcher. It’s just scandalous,” she said with a wicked grin.

He matched her grin with one of his own. “Well, when you put it that way, how can a bloke refuse?”

Giles turned away when they started to make out, not wanting to witness the obvious display of affection. He just shook his head and made his way into the kitchen. “The Earth is doomed.”

The End


Well, that's all she wrote. I think I've done all that I wanted to with this one. Thanks to those that read and reviewed.