Ok, the real deal is, one night on BSV Chat with CopyKween, Ariel Dawn, and BloodyTearsOfLife one of these wonderful authors came up with the brilliant idea of “Spikesicles” and we shared our evil lust filled thoughts from there. Thus the evil plot bunny struck again! Copy, Ariel, Bloody Tears of Life…this is for you!


Thanks to Meli & Bloody Tears of Life for performing the Beta on Chappie 1!

Thanks to Meli for performing the Beta on Chappies 2 - 7!

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Chapter One


It was an unbearably hot and sticky night, but Buffy did not notice. She was so frustrated with Spike. Why did that stupid vampire always get himself involved in evil shit? It only overshadowed all the progress he had made in proving himself to her. Then again, he was the Big Bad, so she should expect him to get involved in crap like this. On the other hand, it was good that he did; after all, he needed to maintain his link with the demon world. How else would Spike provide information to her if the demon world were not willing to work with him?

She let out the breath she was holding and sat down on a bench outside the Expresso Pump. Buffy felt better knowing she could reasonably justify Spike’s involvement with the demon eggs to herself. Riley would surely find her any moment, only to lay into her about her relationship with the bleached menace.

Pushing her hair out of her face, she leaned back, looking at the stars. Why the Powers That Be made her love life so complicated, she would never know. It was time for her to take back control and uncomplicated things. Other peoples’ opinions and her love life were unmixy things, and it was high time for her to let them know.

It was damn well time for her to be happy. That happiness would be postponed for just a little while though. Riley had snuck up on her from the opposite direction, and had proceeded to make a seat for himself next her. Great, Captain Cardboard is here, she thought to herself as she let out a slight giggle.

“What’s so funny?” Captain America asked.

“Just the way things turn out,” Buffy replied. ‘Yep, funny you idiot’ she thought. ‘I was just calling you a Spike-ism in my head, and you know what, I finally realized it fits you perfectly. Well, best not share that thought with soldier boy. She wiped the sweat off her forehead. Geesh it’s so hot, hope he’s quick.’

“Well, maybe we can go over to the Eskimo Hut and talk about this over some ice cream, my treat.”

It would figure, that sneaky bastard would try to get her as comfortable as possible before lecturing her. ‘What the hell,’ she figured, ‘I might as well go and entertain myself while Spike puts the crypt back together. Poor vamp; hope he doesn’t think I’m leaving him. Then again, let him sweat it out for a few. That’s what he gets for fucking with Suvolte Demon Eggs.’

“Sounds like a plan Riley. Let’s go,” Buffy replied. As they got up, Riley tried to put his arm around her, but Buffy stopped him.

“Look Riley, you’re married. Also, if you remember we parted on bad terms. I don’t even know if we can consider ourselves friends until I hear what you have to say.”

Riley had the same kicked and lost little puppy dog look that Angel would try to use to soften her up, but she was not backing down or giving in. She turned and made her way to the Eskimo Hut, Riley following silently beside her.

As they turned the corner, Spike stepped out from the shadows. With a smile on his face, he lit his fag.

“Captain Cardboard, you may have buggered up my night with m’lady, but looks like I won’t be the only one getting a tongue lashing tonight.”

Spike took off, following the pair in the shadows. As they entered the ice cream shop, he found himself a nice little corner with a view to hide himself as he listened in.


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As Buffy slid into the booth inside the shop, she instantly was reminded that when you wear shorts, sliding onto a vinyl seat is not a good idea. She winced as she unstuck her legs from the vinyl and repositioned them more comfortably.

Buffy knew that Spike was watching them before, as he was now. She could not see him, but she could feel him. ‘Idiot vamp forgot about my spidery sense.’

The hostess passed each of them menus and took their order for beverages. She had a strange name on her name badge, “Kween”, well must be an inside joke, and at least it wasn’t Queen C. Buffy figured she wanted to make this as quick as possible so she could settle things with Spike. While she held her menu in front of her, Riley finally spoke.

“I guess there is no way for me to say this, but you are going to stop doing whatever you’re doing with Spike. I’m concerned for you Buffy.”

Behind the menu, Buffy just rolled her eyes, and shortly lowered her menu down, locking eyes with him.

“Riley, with whom I have relations with, is none of your concern. Don’t forget, you are married; shouldn’t you be with your wife and not your ex-girlfriend,” Buffy said with a quirked eyebrow before raising the menu and continuing to look at it.

“But I’m still your friend, and I respect what we had at one time enough to know that if you’re heading down the wrong path to help lead you on the right one.”

Buffy knew her patience was not going to last very long. ‘My patience is like Riley’s stamina in bed. Now Spike in bed, talk about lasting long!’ She just put her menu down and put her best fake smile on.

“Riley, it’s so sweet of you to be concerned. I should remind you, I am the Slayer…”

“And a Slayer has a Watcher to guide them.”

“Being the Chosen One means a short life span, thus equally a short period of happiness.” Time with Spike meant very little wait time to happiness. He worshiped her, he adored her, but most importantly, he respected her. The sooner she was done with Riley, the sooner she could get her hands on one very well endowed vampire, who knew just how to make her feel good.

“I’m just trying to make sure you get that happiness. That path shouldn’t include acting like a whore and screwing a corpse.”

Buffy dropped the smile. Clearly, this conversation was going to end up with them parting on bad terms, or her cracking his face in. She was beyond frustrated with her life, except for her relationship with Spike. The only frustration there was that she had prevented their relationship from being brought out into the open. That would change.

“Riley, you left. Do you know what happened when you left? My mother died. A tacky goddess with a lopsided ass tried to kill my sister. I jumped off a tower. I died. All of my friends, my family, and the man that loves me were devastated. While they were coping, I took a short little field trip to Heaven. Then my friends decided to resurrect me and rip me out of Heaven because they thought I was in a hell dimension.” Her voice was flat and neutral, and she saw Riley flinch at her words.

“Buffy, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know…I-”

“I don’t really fucking care for your patronizing Riley. This is what I’m trying to say, so listen. When I came back from Heaven, everyone expected me to act like nothing happened. I couldn’t bear to tell them that I wasn’t in a hell dimension.”

“Buffy, I’m trying to be sympathetic that I found you in bed fucking that thing. You’re hostility isn’t helping,” he chided.

“He’s not a thing Riley,” Buffy argued back.

“He’s a walking corpse Buffy!”

The two former loves just stared each other down. Spike moved a little closer, flabbergasted that she was speaking up for him, for them. He wanted to be able to go in there, wrap his arms around her, and protect her from the soddin’ soldier boy.

“He loves me,” she stated, the words feeling right.

“Vampires can’t love. Look at tonight, look at the Suvolte demon eggs. He was fucking you in the crypt with those things in there; he put your life in danger. That’s not love.”

“You know nothing of love, Riley. Spike wouldn’t have had them in there if we couldn’t handle them. We make a good team when it comes to handling beasties.”

“I stuck by you, even after I found out about what it means to be the Slayer. I did that out of love. Now I have a wife, whom I adore, because I love her Buffy.” Buffy stared at him in disbelief, watching as the garbage came out of his mouth.

“You left! You screwed around on me with those vamp sluts…that I still haven’t thanked Spike for yet. Then you left. Which part of that did you fucking forget Riley? You. Fucking. Left. Why? You thought you understood what it meant to be the slayer, but you NEVER did.”

“And Spike does?”

“Spike never left me. Even in death he never left me,” Buffy softly spoke and directed her eyes out the window to where she felt Spike to be. “That makes him more of a man than any other who walk this earth. That is why I love him.”

Spike did everything in his power to hold himself back from running into the shop and taking her in his arms. He would still get an earful about the demon eggs, but hell it did not matter. She loved him and told someone else about it. He would have to wait for her to come to him. He stepped out of the shadows, outside of Riley’s view, and locked eyes with Buffy. He winked at her, and whispered back that he loved her too. Their little period of bliss was interrupted when the waitress came back to the table.

“Sir, what will you have?” The waitress asked as she pulled down the pencil from her hair.

“I’ll have a banana split sundae. The lady will have a small sundae with…”

“Riley, I can order for myself. Your wife might let you do that, but I don’t.”

Both Kween and Spike raised an eyebrow at Buffy’s little quip.

“Ok miss, what would you like?” Kween asked, flashing Buffy a smile that she returned.

“Well, I really want a specially made sundae, do you do custom flavors?” Buffy asked as a wicked idea popped into her head, causing her to rub her legs together.

“Of course miss, that’s what we are famous for here at the Eskimo Hut.”

“Great. Can I take it to go?”

“Absolutely.”

“Great. What I really want is the creamsicle super sundae kit, without the creamsicle in it.”

“Well, they come prepackaged so I can’t take it out.” Kween did not want to upset the little spitfire sitting at her table, but she admired the way that the blond stuck up for herself against the chauvinistic pig she was with.

Riley just looked at Buffy, shocked that she was going to get up and leave him for the evil bloodsucker.

“That will work. I’ll have all the ingredients I need for my special treat,” Buffy replied with a large smile.

Riley was interested in where Buffy was taking this conversation at this point, reluctantly he asked her.

“What kind of treat is that Buffy?”

“My favorite – Spikesicle Sundae!” She got up and turned around to speak to the still sitting Riley before getting her goody pack.

“And Riley, if I so much as find out you trying to poke your nose into my relationship with Spike or if you ever hurt him…” she leaned down and looked Riley straight in the eye, and lowered her voice, “I.WILL.FUCKING.KILL.YOU.” She stood up, patted him patronizingly on the head and continued in her regular voice. “Now, Riley, I am going to leave here with my things, find Spike, and have my way with his luscious cock all night long. And trust me; he will make me scream for more.”

She stood up and spun around to go pick up her order. At the same time, Spike had come in to claim what was his. Buffy had sensed him moving closer, and was prepared to embrace him as she turned around.

“Love you pet, all of you,” he whispered into her ear, nuzzling her neck.

“I love you, Spike,” she replied, before capturing his lips.

The blond couple poured everything into that one kiss; then holding hands they swiftly departed the Eskimo Hut, sundae kit swigging between them.

“Yum, I think I’d prefer a Spikesicle too,” Kween dreamily stated as she handed Riley the bill.




Chapter Two



The two blondes flew through the streets of Sunnydale as fast as they could back towards the crypt. Spike surprised her by stopping next to a motorcycle, kissing her silly.

She was too busy caressing his body with her hands to notice that Spike was hotwiring the bike behind her. She jumped when the bike started behind her.

“Spike, what are you doing?”

“I’m not taking you back to the Crypt to make love to you Buffy.”

“You can’t steel the bike Spike?”

“Not stealing it, just borrowing it.”

Spike dipped down and captured her lips, effectively swaying her from being a Miss Goody Two Shoes.

“Now hold on to your goodies tight and me tight, and get on!”

Buffy clutched her bag from the Eskimo Hut and wrapped her free arm tightly around Spike. With her face burred into the leather on his back, they rode off towards the outskirts of Sunnydale. She could not see where they were heading, but was happy that at least all that was really in the bag were condiments and not real ice cream.

The Slayer was more concerned if she would make it to their destination. Being so close to Spike, feeling his rock hard abs beneath her hands, she shuddered as she thought about what she was going to do with him later.

Spike felt the slayer tremble against him. He knew she was going to be wicked when he finally got her to the hotel, but if she did not stop touching him, he was going to just pull the bike over and throw her against the first available tree.

Luckily, for them both, their destination came into view. Spike pulled the bike up to the Oceanside Resort and parked it near some bushes.

Buffy looked up and took Spike’s hand to assist her off the bike. Not that she needed the help, but she enjoyed the romance. As she turned around to see the resort, she gasped.

“Spike, this place is beautiful.”

“No more dirty dark crypt for you love, I just want to bring you somewhere nice when we make love tonight. ‘Sides, that wanker will probably go tell all your friends and they would barge into the crypt.”

Buffy looked up at Spike. She finally realized if she could defend her relationship with Spike to Riley then she could do it with her friends. He did not deserve to be kept in the shadows.

“Spike, I don’t care what my friends think. It was stupid of me to hide our relationship from them. No More. When we get back, I want you to move in with me and Dawn.”

Instead of using words to show his appreciation for the Slayer’s epiphany, he leaned down and pulled her body close to his. Grazing her lips lightly with his, he whispered words of love and devotion.

“Spike, will you take me to a romantic room by the ocean and show me what love is?”

“Come take my hand Buffy, let me teach you.”

She placed her hand in his cool one, and then walked their way into the hotel. The clerk looked oddly at the couple, after all his punk look and her fashionable outfits did not quite scream compatible pair. He did not question their attraction to each other, since they were mauling each other in the lobby as they made their way to the reservation desk.

“Sir, do you have a reservation, we are all booked for the night?”

The clerk was hoping to divert the two out of the hotel; he did not want to deal with guest calling because of the noise the pair was sure to make.

Spike sensed the Slayer’s disappointment through her body language. He decided that he would flash a little fang to persuade the clerk otherwise.

“Buffy, I left my wallet on the bike, could you be a dear and go get it for me?”

Buffy was not sure exactly what Spike was playing at, but it did not matter. She wanted her nummy treat with her man and she was going to get it. So what if he had to let the Big Bad out in order to do it. She happily obeyed and sauntered outside.

Spike turned back around in game face to the clerk.

“Surely you have your best suite available for me and my lady?”

The clerk was speechless, so he just acknowledged Spike by nodding his head. He was glad he kept a change of uniform with him; because he was so scared, he had pissed his pants.

Spike sensed Buffy coming back into the hotel and shook off his game face. She wrapped her arms around him and looked up.

“Did my Big Bad get us a nice romantic room for the night?”

Spike glared at the clerk. He expected the clerk to give an answer to make his girl happy.

“Yes Miss. I have put you and Mr. Bloody into the honey moon suite, facing the ocean.”’

Buffy squealed in delight as the clerk shakily handed her the room key. She noticed the clerk tremble, and figured she would try to relieve some of his fears.

“Oh did he flash you a little bit or a lot of fang? Don‘t you worry about it, now that we’re happy I can take care of him!”

Buffy leaned up and planted a big, wet kiss on Spike’s lips, then grabbed his hand.

“C’mon Spike, time for my nummy treat!”

Spike let one of his snarky laughs out and scooped up the Slayer in his arms towards the elevators. As the doors opened, he pushed her against the elevator wall. His hands began to wander up her shirt as he kissed the side of her neck, gently nipping here and there. Buffy responded by being equally attentive to his neck.

“Being a bit dangerous there, Luv. If you bite too much I may not be able to control the demon.”

“Like you said, I need some monster in my man.”

That is when Spike lost his self-control and pushed her against the elevator doors, ripping her blouse open. As he showered her chest with kisses, the elevators doors opened and the pair fell right down to the floor.

“Guess where here, luv. Grab your goody bag.”

Buffy grabbed her bag, and Spike swiftly picked her up again. He carried her to their suite while their tongues dueled for dominance.

Spike managed to get the door open, and carried his love to the bed.

Buffy looked around the suite, which was lavishly decorated with bold fabrics, at living area, whirlpool tub, and a bar. A private balcony overlooking the water was right off of their room. Spike had a feral look in his eyes as he turned from locking the door and made his way over to his love.

“Buffy, I know you want the monster in your man. What do you know about claims love?”

“Not much.”

“Let me put it simple for you, it involves biting each other and sipping some of our blood. I would tell you your mine and vice versa.”

Buffy moved closer to him licking his neck.

“You are mine William.”

Spike gently pushed the Slayer back and looked into her eyes.

“Its forever. A claim is forever. I’m asking you Slayer, will you be my mate? Forever?”




Chapter Three



Riley was completely out of breath by the time he reached Giles’ apartment. He silently prayed that the rest of the Scoobies were still there. He furiously and loudly banged on the door, almost hitting Giles in the face when it flew open.

“Riley, what on earth is going on! Not that I am not happy to see you, but you are loud enough to wake the bloody dead!”

“Giles…” Riley gasped “….Buffy!”

“What about Buffy? She was supposed to go talk to Spike? Come on in and catch your breath. Willow can you grab him so water?”

“Sure no problem Giles.”

Willow ran to the kitchen to get some water off the tap. Tara stayed in the living area and carefully studied Riley’s aura. She knew instinctively that his intentions in coming to Giles about Buffy were only to further his own agenda. She stepped into the kitchen, pulling Xander with her before Riley pulled him into whatever was about to spew out of his mouth.

“Guys, don’t take anything Riley says at face value. His aura is telling me that he just wants to start trouble.”

“Are you sure Tara? He seemed like he rushed over here about Buffy.”

Tara realized that Xander was going to be hard to keep in line. She had a hunch Riley was going to vent about Buffy and Spike’s relationship.

“Yeah, he reeks of envy. Buffy is probably with Spike, happy, and he can’t stand it. Tara’s right Xander, he’s just here to cause trouble.”

Xander finally put two and two together. “You think Buffy’s getting happies from Spike?”

Tara felt bad breaking Buffy’s confidence, but she figured by the end of the night, Riley was going to have them at Spike’s crypt.

“Actually Xander, I know she is.”

“I’m her best friend and she didn’t tell me?”

“Xander keep your voice down. She was afraid you would keep them apart. You should see them though, they are so happy together. Their auras connect; they were meant for each other.”

Xander was a bout to protest when they heard Giles yell from the living room.

“Willow, is everything ok?

“Yeah Giles, be right there.”

Willow lowered her voice. “Look Xander, it’s time to get over your high school crush of Buffy. She hasn’t been truly happy since we ripped her from heaven. If she’s happy now, we shouldn’t do anything to stop it, right?”

“I guess Will.”

“No Xander, no guessing; we can’t contribute towards any more unhappy Buffy.”

“Ok Willow, I won’t give Evil Undead Jr. a hard time anymore. I don’t like it, but if it makes our Buffy happy, then I’ll just have to play nice.”

“Thanks Xander.”

Tara heard Giles making his way towards the kitchen. “Come on guys, let’s go hear what kind of crap Riley has to feed us; Willow don’t use any magic on him either. I think this will be entertaining enough with out it.”

The trio came stumbling out of the kitchen and took their place in the living room. Willow handed the water to Giles, who passed the glass over to Riley. Riley gulped down the water in three quick gulps.

“So now that you have rested, could you tell us what is going on?”

“Spike has Buffy.”

Giles took his glasses off and began his cleaning ritual.

“Dear God, what do you mean he has Buffy? Did he force her? Was he hurting her?”

“No he didn’t force her anywhere.”

Willow thought it would be a good time to chime into the conversation.

“So Riley, you want us to go rescue Buffy from someone she went with willingly and isn’t hurting her?”

“You don’t understand Willow!”

“Try me, I just might!”

“He has her under a thrall, like Dracula.”

Giles put his glasses back on when he realized that his original alarm was unnecessary. If there was, one thing the Spike could not do was place his victims under a thrall. It was against his competitive nature to sink to that level. What was going on between Buffy and Spike raised Giles interest. A few strategic questions directed at Riley would clear things up.

“Dear Lord, that is awful. How could you tell she was under a thrall?”

“Well I walked in on them in his crypt fucking Giles. Come on. If Buffy was in her right mind she wouldn’t do that!”

“Well what if she was with him willingly?”

Riley was shocked that Giles would even consider Buffy was with Spike out of her own free will.

“No she can’t be. You should have heard the way she defended their relationship afterwards. All he’d be good for is a quick screw to satisfy her primal urges.”

Giles was starting to get irritated that this young man spoke about Buffy as if she was a whore. He thought Riley would have some taste not to speak that way about the girl he thought of as his daughter. Giles kept Ripper at bay, for now.

“So after she defended her relations with Spike, what happened?”

“She left the Eskimo Hut with him, but before they left she practically fucked him on the counter! Even the server was enjoying the show for Christ sake! Buffy’s no exhibitionist, so I’m telling you it’s a thrall, or maybe a demon stung her. I don’t know it’s just not what my Buffy would do”

Giles, Tara, Willow, and Xander all noticed the “my Buffy’ that spewed out of his mouth. If there was one thing they agreed on was that Riley lost all claim to Buffy when he walked away a year ago.

Giles cleared his throat, and then prodded Riley with another question.

“So where do you think they went after they left?”

“Oh I don’t think, I KNOW they went back to his crypt.”

‘This man is unfucking believable.’ Xander thought. ‘Last year this guy was all I love Buffy, but she doesn’t love me. He runs away. Now he comes back, married but wants Buffy to be his dirty little secret. Unreal.’

Xander figured it was time to put his balls to use and defend Buffy and her evil undead boyfriend.

“So Riley, what do you expect us to do?”

“Help me rescue her!”

“Why don’t you just rescue her Riley?” Tara shyly asked.

“Well because Buffy threatened me if I went after them. That’s another reason I know Spike has her in a thrall. She’d never threaten me.”

Giles decided it was time to nip this in the bud.

“Well Riley, I guess we should go pay a visit to Spike and Buffy to ask them ourselves. Do you guys agree?”

Giles looked over at the remaining Scooby gang and winked. They took their queue and nodded in agreement. They all made their way out of the apartment with one destination in mind.

Restfield Cemetery.



~~~*~~~



“Yeah Spike I want forever with you. I want our essences to be one until the end of time. Please baby, make me your girl!”

Spike made no further hesitations as he placed her on the bed. They feverishly tore each other’s clothes off. Touching each other and feeling the other’s skin on theirs.

“Spike, need you inside me now.”

“How bad baby?”

“Real bad.”

“Mmm not yet luv, wanna taste your sweet nectar.”

Spike moved down her chest and torso, lavishing her with kisses along the way. He placed soft kisses on her inner thighs while she ran her fingers through his blond locks.

Slowly at first, he licked her throbbing pussy. Buffy moaned in delight as she arched off the bed, grinding herself into his face. Spike grasped her ass and pushed her closer to his face.

“Oh God, Spike,” she panted. “Feels….so….good…unh!”

Spike added to her pleasure when he began to pump his fingers in and out of her hot quim while he was teasing her swollen nub with his tongue.

“Yeah baby, you love the Big Bad.”

“Oh yeah. Oh Spike….please baby can I have your cock?”

“Not done drinking your honey yet baby.”

“Please Spike.”

“Tell me what you want Slayer.”

“I want you to fuck me.”

“How?”

“I want you to fuck me hard Spike. I want you to suck on my nipples, grab my ass and fuck me all night long.”

Spike groaned at the naughty words that came out of her mouth. He continued ravishing her pussy with his tongue.

“Please Spike, baby, I need you!”

“Not until you come for the Big Bad.”

“If I come in your mouth, then will you fuck me and make me yours?”

“Yeah Baby. I’ll make you mine.”

Spike thrust three fingers into her, steadily increasing the pace. He licked, sucked, and teased her clit while she thrashed in pleasure beneath him. He moved his free hand down to pleasure himself and prepare for taking his mate. Spike rubbed the pre-cum off the tip of his cock, down his shaft. He stroked himself in rhythm with the thrusts to her hot quim.

He felt her walls begin to tremble, her vaginal muscles gripping his fingers like a vice. Her fingers were practically ripping his hair out while she was pushing his face into her, seeking her release.

“Spike!”

She came hard and swift. Spike spared no time, immediately impaling his golden goddess with his glorious cock.

“Luv, you feel so good. So sweet, so hot. Just for me.”

“All for you baby. All for you. Give it to me good.”

“That’s right. You belong to the Big Bad.”

Spike’s eyes rolled to the back of his head. He was in heaven, between feeling her slick juices coating him and knowing what he was about to do, it took all the will power he had not to come.

“I’m gonna make you mine now Buffy. There’s no turning back. Are you sure?”

She answered him by baring her neck to him. Spike lost all restraint, vamping out while he lunged for her neck. He thrust into her harder, and licked her neck in preparation for the bite. The moment he was about to come, he pierced her neck with his teeth.

He drank her warm blood down his throat. He took several long pulls before he licked and closed wound. As he finished spending his seed inside her, he whispered in her ear “Mine.”

She turned to him, looking in his eyes. Her own eyes glazed over with love and happiness, they flashed gold as she whispered back to him.

“Yours. Always yours.”

Spike pulled himself out of her, and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. He looked down to feel her small hand stroking his already hard cock.

“Vampire stamina baby gotta love it. Besides, hand me my bag Spike. I want my nummy treat now!”




Chapter Four



Riley burst into Spike’s crypt; stake in hand ready to dust the bastard vampire that dared to put his filthy hands on Buffy. The dust scattered as he breezed by, frantically looking for the blond pair.


“So Riley, they definitely were coming back here?” Xander questioned.


“Yes.” Riley breathed heavily. “I saw them run this way.”


“Are you sure they didn’t do it to throw you off, I mean this is Buffy and Spike were talking about here. They aren’t stupid.”


“No Xander, they were to busy trying to screw each other to be able to strategize.”


Xander turned around to Giles, Tara, and Willow. He rolled his eyes up, and the others nodded in agreement. Riley was just pathetic.

“We should go find them.” Riley stated. “Willow, can’t you do one of those witchy spells to locate them?”

Tara slightly nudged Willow to remind her that she was to be minding her magic.


“Uh Riley, I can’t.”


“What do you mean you can’t? You didn’t seem to have any problem doing magic to bring her back to life.”


Tara spoke up on her girl’s behalf.

“Riley, Willow is trying to control her magic. Discipline is part of being a good witch. She can’t just reach for magic all the time to solve problems that may not even need magic to be solved.”

Riley looked at Tara puzzled. He almost thought she was trying to say that there was not a problem with Buffy and Spike together. Then he remembered this is the Spike hating Scooby gang. He vaguely remembered Buffy telling him about Willow’s addiction to magic. ‘That must be what Tara’s talking about. Willow is a magic junkie.’


Giles cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention.


“Well I do believe Riley when he says that they were going to come back here. I say we make ourselves cozy and wait.”


“Wait! Are you crazy? He could have his fangs in her right now. Remember, thrall!” Riley shouted at Giles.


“I don’t believe that William is going to sink his fangs into my Slayer. Now you brought us out here on this wild goose chase, we are bloody well going to park our arses down here and wait. Do you understand Mr. Finn?”


Riley was shocked at Giles forcefulness towards him. He did not bother to comment on Giles indication that Spike would not bite Buffy. He sat on the floor, with his back to the wall.


“Yes Giles. I understand.”


Riley shut his eyes and fell asleep, exhausted from all the mental energy he had expended worrying about Buffy.


Tara whispered over to the rest of the gang. “They haven’t been back here at all tonight. I don’t sense their energy in the air at all.”


Giles asked Willow to confirm Tara’s assessment. Willow chanted a few words underneath her breath. It seemed as if nothing happened, but that was exactly what Willow expected.


“Tara’s right. They haven’t been back here in over four hours. The energy tracer spell didn’t light up energy trails they would have left.


Xander twiddled his thumbs. It was moments like these that he hated not having a preternatural gift to contribute to the team. “So what do we do now?”


“We wait until they come back.” Giles replied.


“And do what?” Xander further queried.


“We watch Riley make an ass out of himself and make sure he doesn’t stake Spike.”



~~~*~~~



“Mmm. Luv, just like that. Yeah suck that caramel off of my cock.”


Spike arched his back up off the bed as Buffy bobbed her head up and down on his length, licking the mixture of cum and caramel off at the same time. He pouted at her when she removed her warm mouth from is length.


She smacked her lips as she took her mouth away from her delicious Spikesickle, emphasizing the smacking noise to let him know just how yummy he was.


“Luv, what are you doing?”


“Grabbing the whipped cream, you know your cream isn’t the only type I like to swallow.”’


Spike groaned at his girl’s comment. ‘His girl.’ He could not say that enough now that he was her mate.


Buffy took the can of whipped cream, and then placed her fingertip on the sprayer. She pointed it at the base of his cock. She gently pressed the sprayer; circle it around his cock to the very top.


One good thing about vampires is that they are cold; ergo whipped cream would not melt.


Buffy took the sprinkles and shook a few on. Then she placed a maraschino cherry on the top.


“Mmm. My nummy treat is ready.”


Buffy could feel the wetness pool between her thighs. She tried to restrain herself from just sucking off all of the sweet stuff so she could jump him.


Spike smelled her arousal in the air. He looked down at the masterpiece of a desert his mate had made herself.


“C’mon Goldilocks, eat me up.”


Buffy leaned down and gently took the cherry off the tip of his cock in her mouth. The whipped cream contrasted deliciously off of her pink lips and the red of the cherry. She then brought her tongue to the base of his cock. In one slow upstroke, she licked whipped cream and sprinkles off one side of his cock.


“Fuck luv, just like that.”


“Mmm. Spike could suck your cock all night. It tastes so sweet.”


Buffy did not take her time with sucking the rest of the whipped topping off of his manhood. She took him completely into her mouth, and then sucked the whipped cream off. She swallowed the sweet goodness down her throat as Spike moaned in delight.


“’Cor, Buffy your going to make me come again.”


Buffy looked up at him wantonly. She began to suck him in earnest, grasping his balls with her hand. Spike placed his hand on her head, guiding her lips up and down on his shaft.


“God, Buffy….unh so good! Baby I wanna be inside you.”


Buffy ignored Spike, and focused on pleasuring his massive cock. Despite the pleas from her lover, she wanted her Spikesickle treat, with the happy ending.


Spike grasped the sheets of the bed with his hands, tearing them off of the mattress. He came with a roar, emptying his sweet cream inside of her mouth.


Buffy looked at her mate with pride, knowing she just gave him the best blowjob of his unlife. She waited until he opened his eyes took look at her until she swallowed his gift to her.


“Buffy, you’re so bloody amazing. I love you.”


Buffy crawled up on to the bed next her mate.


“I love you, Spike. Always.”




Chapter Five



Spike tried to wake his blonde beauty up, but she just would not budge.

“Dawnie, ten more minutes please….”

Clearly, she was in such deep sleep; she did not realize she had not made it home yet. Spike knew he had to get her up. They could not spend all day here, and she did need to get Nibblet off to school.

Spike slowly removed the blankets from top of her, to reveal her naked glory. He did not know if he could practice the restraint he needed, but then again if she did not get up to get Dawn to school he could be in the doghouse for a few weeks.

Not being in the doghouse was well worth suppressing his desire for now. Instead, he opted to wake her up by seducing her with his voice.

He leaned down to her ear and whispered, “Buffy, time to wake up for the Big Bad.”

Buffy opened up her eyes quickly. She looked shocked, but that was until she realized that she was supposed to be here with Spike. A smile formed across her face as she reached over to pull Spike back into bed with her.

She frowned when he pulled her right out.

“Luv, the sun will be rising soon. I promised myself that I wouldn’t get in the way of your taking care of Dawn. In fact, you know I’ll do everything in my power to help. So why don’t you get cleaned up so we can get home before sunrise, yeah?”

Buffy noticed that she was stark naked and Spike was not. Well perhaps she could remedy that. She reached over to the hem of his t-shirt and started to pull it over his head.

“Mmm… Spike I don’t want to leave. Want some more nummy treats.”

Spike pushed her hands and his t-shirt back down. He was proud of himself for resisting her charms. When she pouted, he figured it was time to pull out the logic card to stop her seduction from progressing further.

“Yeah luv, but you won’t be up for nummy treats if social services came to take Dawn away.”

Buffy rolled her eyes at him. That was a sure sign that Spike had won the battle, for now.

“Ok, Ok. I’ll get up. But you have to promise me one thing.” She said as she stood up close to him.

“Sure luv.” Spike replied as he restrained himself from caressing her body.

“That we’ll swing by your crypt first, grab a few of your things and then head over to my house.”

Spike thought about making love to Buffy in her bed. They had mated, but it was something else having her invite him into her private sanctuary. He could feel the tightness building in his pants as he thought of all the naughty things he wanted to do with her in her bed.

“I’ll take it that your silence and obvious reaction below that you agree.” She smirked.

“Luv, hurry and get cleaned up. We’ll need more time if we stop by my crypt first.”

Buffy jumped into Spike’s arms, giving him a kiss. Quickly she jumped away, ran into the bathroom and cleaned herself up. Not even five minutes later, she was standing in front of Spike.

“I’m ready!”

“That’s one for the record books. Your bloody hair is wet still, go dry it off.”

Buffy scrunched her face up at him in defiance, which had the opposite effect on him. He thought she looked so cute when she got all spunky like that.

“It is fine the way it is in a ponytail,” she spat back.

“Pet, I love your golden locks down around your shoulders.”

She rolled her eyes, and crossed her arms pretending to be irritated.

“Don’t worry; it will be dry before we get home. I promise.”

“Ok luv.”

Spike let out a little laugh. It was so nice to see her be so relaxed and playful with him. That gave him even more reason to hurry up and get back to her house as soon as possible. Spike put his duster on and grabbed his smokes. He lit a cigarette, and then grabbed her hand.

“Spike, you’re not supposed to smoke in here.”

“Well love, I haven’t had one all night. Now were going to get on the bike, which is not the place to be trying to suck one of these things down, agreed?”

Buffy knew he was right, so she just shrugged as they made there way out to the bike. Luckily, the counter clerk was fast asleep on the job, so he did not even notice the blonde couple leaving. Spike threw the room key on the counter.

They made their way out of the hotel into the crisp night air.



~~~*~~~



Tara woke up and stretched her body. She looked around the crypt and saw that everyone had fallen asleep, including Riley. Her neck was sore from falling asleep on the concrete, which put her in a fowl mood. A mood, that Riley Finn caused, and if there was any moment she ever felt like using magic for impure reasons, this was it.

The idiot put them in a predicament in which they would wake up all uncomfortable and then have to deal with a confrontation when Buffy and Spike finally arrived at the crypt.

She silently prayed to Gaia that it was the Powers That Be intention for Buffy and Spike to be together, and that what they had was not a fling.

Buffy and Spike better be praying too, after all they are the couple that was the cause for the crazy campout.

She stretched one more time before leaning back against the sarcophagus. Tara contemplated waking Willow up.

That is when she remembered Dawn.

‘Shit, what if no one is at the house right now for Dawn?’

Tara gently nudged Willow and Xander awake. Xander went to speak loudly in protest, but Tara gently quieted him with a “Shh...”

Xander and Willow both grimaced in pain as the tried to stretch out from their uncomfortable nap on the floor.

“I hate to leave Giles here by himself with Riley, but I just realized that someone has to go back for Dawn. I don’t want her to wake up alone.”

Willow looked at Tara. They were in quite a predicament. Buffy and Spike would need some backup when they got here, but two of them would need to return to the house for Dawn.

“I’ll go” Xander volunteered.

“I’ll go with him too, if that’s ok Tara. I’m kind of afraid I’ll get mad and go all black haired Willow on him.”

Tara nodded in agreement. Quietly, Xander and Willow tiptoed to the door of the crypt. Luckily it was cracked open just enough so it did not make any noise when they pushed it just wide enough so they could sneak out.


~~~*~~~



“Luv, that looked like your mates running away from the crypt.”

Spike was immediately suspicious; he had suspected soldier boy would have recruited her friends against him. Buffy on the other hand, had a different thought.

“I hope Dawnie is ok. I know sometimes that she likes to go to your place. They could have been looking for me or looking for Dawn.”

Spike felt his mates worry through their link. Still, he was suspicious so he slowed them down as they made their way over to the crypt.

He lowered his voice so only the Slayer would hear him speak.

“Something’s up love. Stay still for a moment.”

Unlike herself, she actually obeyed Spike and held still. Spike’s nostrils flared in the air to catch the scent of those who may be around them.

“So, who’s there?” Buffy whispered.

“Well we know the Whelp and Red just left, so it seems that the soddin’ soldier boy, Rupert, and Glinda remain.”

Buffy began to nervously play with the hem of her top. She looked at Spike with all the love and adoration in her eyes.

“Spike, if they’ve come as an intervention between you and I, well then they are going to feel the wrath of one very pissed off Slayer.”

Spike smiled with pride. His girl was going to defend them. Not that he questioned it, with the claim and all, but still he knew her friends would be the last official hurdle.

“Shall we go check it out pet?”

“Yeah. Let’s kick some butt!”




Chapter Six



“Except Glinda.”

Buffy looked at Spike with a puzzled expression on her face. “Huh?”

“We won’t kick Glinda’s butt. I don’t think she’s going to cause us trouble.”

“Oh, yeah. Your right.”

Spike considered the last statement out of Buffy’s mouth another one for the record books. She had gotten ready in less than five minutes and agreed with him in one night.
Actually, she had agreed with him a few times.

Buffy took the lead and entered the crypt first. She immediately saw Tara, who was motioning Buffy and Spike not to speak. Buffy looked around as she made her way towards Tara to see that Giles and Riley were both fast asleep.

“Glinda,” Spike whispered, “What’s this all about?”

“Riley being stupid,” Tara replied with bitterness evident in her voice.

“Are you okay?” Buffy asked.

“I’m sorry Buffy, I’m just mad that I’m sore from sleeping here. It really is all Riley’s fault.”

“Can you tell us what happened?”

“Sure Spike, I’ll give you the short version though in case they wake up.”

“Right then, go on.”

“Well Riley came over to us crying that you had her in a thrall and that you were going to hurt her. Xander, Willow, Giles and I all knew he was full of shit. He kept insisting though that we go rescue Buffy. So Giles decided he’d play Riley for being an idiot and asked where he thought you were going. So here we are. And before you worry, the only idiot here that was planning on telling you that you and Spike together are bad was Riley.”

“Even Xander was supportive?” Buffy asked.

“Yep, even evil undead hating Xander saw the light.”

“So Glinda, where did they go?”

“Well it occurred to me that Dawn might be home, all alone.”

“Shit!” Buffy yelled aloud, effectively waking up Giles and Riley.

Riley jumped over towards Buffy, but he met with a Spike in vamp face doing a feral snarl at him.

“Move away you piece of dead shit. Do you really think you could keep me from rescuing her, with your chip and all?”

“Don’t push me soldier boy, it would be worth the headache to beat your ass.”

“Giles pull her away! Tara, do something magical to break thrall!”

Buffy was getting beyond irritated with Riley now. If Spike did not have the chip, then she would let him drain Riley’s worthless ass.

That is when an epiphany occurred to Buffy.

Spike had bit her when he established the claim. Perhaps that broke the chip! The smile that went across the blonde couples face spoke volumes to each other. If that chip was not working, then one Riley Finn was going to have hell to pay.

“See she’s just staring into space, that’s definitely thrall!”

“Riley for the last time, I’m with Spike willingly and I’m not in a thrall. In fact I’m his girl, with the marks to prove it.”

She proudly showed Riley the twin puncture wounds from Spike’s claim on her.

Giles took his glasses off and muttered a dear lord. He had never explained to Buffy the consequences of a slayer mating to a vampire.

Riley on the other hand, did not react very well.

“You let him fuck you and bite you. You are nothing but a two bit whore!”

Before Riley could beg for his mommy, Spike launched himself at the soldier boy. With fists and fangs, Spike pummeled Riley to the ground. He repeatedly threw punches at Riley’s face. He even used his fangs to inflict several small, but hurtful cuts.

Spike did not feed from the cuts, after all why would he want tainted blood? Riley was clearly a weak excuse for a human and not worthy of feeling the pleasure of having a vampire feed off him.

Even if the bites were from a vamp ho he was paying, which was clearly a habit he had yet to break.

Riley was no match for the master vampire. Bloodied and bruised, Spike threw him back against the wall he had slept against. Giles was furious at the words Riley had called his surrogate daughter. Ripper came to the fore and was ready to deal out punishment.

“You have no bloody right to call her anything so disrespectful. You have no right to try to control this girl’s life. I have only two words to describe you Mr. Finn, pathetic and useless.”

Riley’s screams pierced through the early morning sky. He had never experienced so much pain in his life, and now he had a new benchmark for pain thanks to Ripper using his balls as a soccer ball.

“The chip…” Riley squeaked out, “Chip isn’t working.”

Buffy strode up to Riley’s face.

“And you best remember that.”

Spike walked up behind Buffy, still in game face. He felt it was time to give a few words of wisdom to the soldier boy.

“You fool; you were warned by Buffy back at the ice cream shop. Bloody hell, you have a wife waiting for you somewhere. I don’t know what you were thinking but let me tell you this; you have until dusk tomorrow night to be far, far away from this town.”

“And if I don’t.”

“I don’t think Buffy or Ripper will have any problem with letting me enjoy a nummy human treat.”

“They wouldn’t.”

In unison, with Tara, they told Riley otherwise.

“Yes, we would.”

Spike decided he had enough of the soldier boy in his home. He walked over to the weakened, bloodied, and bruised Finn. Spike lifted him up and deposited him outside the crypt.

Before turning around to go back inside, he left a final warning with Riley.

“Next time there is no discussion. I will snap your neck and use it as a chalice, do you understand?”

“Yes. I’ll be gone by tonight.”

Spike went back into the crypt. He sauntered directly over to his mate, took her into his arms and gave her a passionate kiss.

Buffy returned the kiss with equal fervor. When she remembered Dawn, she drew back. Instinctively, Spike knew why.

“So, anyone up for some hot cocoa back at Buffy’s house?”

Unison of “yes” filled the crypt. The occupants of the crypt made their way out into the early morning.

Spike realized he would need to run to make it Buffy’s house without turning to dust. He grabbed her hand and they were gone in a blur.

Tara and Giles took their time walking back.

“Why didn’t he just take that motorcycle that was by the gate?”

“Tara, I’m sure they used it to get way from Riley earlier but I’m pretty sure it’s not really Spike’s bike to play with.”

“Oh.”


~~~*~~~



Buffy and Spike made it into the Summers’ house just before the sun rose over the horizon. Quietly, they entered into the house to find Willow and Xander asleep on the floor. Buffy grasped Spike’s hand, and then they tiptoed up the stairs to her room.

She quietly opened her bedroom door to see Dawn sitting up, wide-awake on the bed with a very pissed off look on her face.

That was until she saw Spike right behind her sister.

“Nibblet, I can explain.”

“I’d like to hear it Spike,” she replied with a big grin on her face. She saw the way the two of them were holding hands.

“After you come home from school Dawn.”

“Buffy, it’s Saturday.”

“Well then in that case, it will be after Spike and I take a nap!”



Chapter Seven



Dawn walked into her sister’s room around two in the afternoon. The site before her eyes touched her. Spike had his arms wrapped around Buffy, and her head was snuggled onto his chest.


She was also grateful for the covers that hid body parts she did not need to look at. She tiptoed over to the bed and gently tapped Buffy on the shoulder.


Instead of Buffy waking up, Spike opened his eyes. Dawn was startled. She jumped back from the bed.


“Sorry Nibblet didn’t mean to scare you. “


“That’s ok Spike.”


“Do you need me to wake up your big sis, or can we sleep for a few more hours. We’re both a bit knackered from last night.”


“No, no. Don’t get up. I just wanted to let you know I was going out with Janice for a few hours.”


“Sounds good to me, just be back before dusk. You, me and big sis will go out for some ice cream, yeah?”


Dawn grinned from ear to ear. Not only was Spike and Buffy together, but they were going to pay attention to her and include her. She had a family again.


She whispered a “thanks Spike!” as she dashed out of the room and straight out of the house.


Buffy opened her eyes and looked up at Spike.


“Ice cream again Spike. Looks like you want a repeat of last night.”


Spike rolled over on top of Buffy. He licked and kissed the side of her neck, right over his marks. She arched up into his hard body, running her hands down his back.


“Mmm….looks like kitten wants to play now.”


“Is the house empty Spike?”


Spike pressed his erection up against her wet pussy. Buffy let out a moan that was begging him to come inside. He moved his fingers down, and thrust them inside her.


“You know Dawn’s gone, do you care about anything one else love?”


Buffy was panting feverishly, her resolve for having some level of privacy while making love with Spike slipping away. She grabbed the sheets with her fists, and pushed her quim harder against his magical hands.


“Unh…Spike…just want you. Want you now!”


“Not yet pet, I’m gonna have my way with your sweetness first.”


Buffy signed when she felt him remove his fingers from her throbbing pussy, but the moan that escaped her lips as she felt his tongue probe her indicated that she was more than happy for the change.


“Spike, love the way you lick me.”


“Love your sweet, sweet pussy, love. Tastes like honey. All for me.”


Buffy could feel the pressure building, the tingling in her abdomen and thighs. She was caressing the curls of his hair, when suddenly she pressed his head closer to her sweet spot and grinded herself into his mouth.


Spike was in heaven. His lips on her pussy, her pushing at him seeking her release, and his own hand stroking himself; he was so turned on by the erotic nature that he did not think he could hold off coming.


“Spike, god you so fucking good….unh…Spike I’m coming.”


Spike vamped into game face as she came into his mouth. His teeth slightly nicked her enough to draw blood. The mixture of her honey and blood was the sweetest ambrosia he ever tasted.


Quickly, he took her and impaled himself in her, pounding her into the bed. Buffy saw her mate in game face, and offered him her neck.


“’Cor luv, what you do to me. You’re a goddess.”


She ran her nails down his back, drawing blood. She wanted to be on top of him when he bit her, so she maneuvered them so his back was against the bedroom wall. She climbed on him and rode his cock in wild abandon.


“God, Buffy,” Spike choked out as she milked his cock with her pussy, “yeah baby ride the Big Bad. Ride me home. Fuck me baby, yeah fuck me like that!”


Buffy felt her own orgasm coming on again. She moved her neck closer to Spike and offered it to him. This time he took it and sunk his fangs into his mark. He grabbed her by the ass and drew her close to his body as he came inside of her. She screamed in pleasure rocked by her orgasm and the feeling of his fangs in her neck.


As he pulled away, he reaffirmed his claim with her. “Mine!”


“Yours, Spike.”


In return, Buffy sunk her teeth into the sides of his neck. He roared in pleasure as he finished riding out his orgasm with his mate’s teeth marking him and pulling his lifeblood.


“Mine!” She cried.


“Yours, Buffy. Always Yours.”


The pair adjusted themselves on the bed so they were lying and cuddling in each other’s arms, as they had been when they woke up.


“Buffy, I love you. I will love you always and forever, there is only you in my heart.”


He kissed her forehead as sleep reclaimed her. A smiled graced his face as he heard her whisper, “love you Spike.”


~~~*~~~


Dawn came home shortly before dusk. There was no way she was going to miss out on ice cream. She came in through the kitchen to find Xander, Tara, and Willow around the breakfast bar.


“Hey guys! Buffy and Spike up yet?”


“Well they were up all right, but they seem to have fallen back to sleep.”


Dawn rolled her eyes at Xander; he always had to be sarcastic when it came to someone else getting it on, especially if that someone else was Buffy.


“Oh good, I missed the sexcapades. I really didn’t want to have to hear that. Well good that means I can go upstairs and wake them back up. Spike promised me ice cream!”


She ran out of the kitchen and up the stairs.


“I hope they’re dressed,” Xander mumbled.


Willow punched Xander in the shoulder. “I’m sure with the noise she is making going up the stairs, Spike will hear it and get them covered up.”


Xander shook his head at the visual.


“You guys wanna go grab some pizza so Buffy and Spike can have some quality time with Dawn?” Tara asked.


Xander and Willow both perked up, grabbing their things and were out of the door.


“I guess that’s a yes.” Tara said to the emptied room.



~~~*~~~



“Buffy luv, go run into the shower. Nibblet’s on her way up to collect on the ice cream we promised her earlier.”


Buffy sprinted out of bed and bolted into the bathroom at the nick of time. Dawn bashed the door open to a half-naked Spike, with the bedspread covering below his waist.


“God Spike, could you cover up please?”


“Well platelet, if you didn’t come bashing into your big sis’ room then you wouldn’t see me like this now would you?”


In the good old Summers' fashion, Dawn rolled her eyes at Spike.


“So are you guys ready for ice cream?”


“Yeah luv, just give us fifteen minutes to freshen up. Meet us downstairs.”


“Ok.”


Dawn left the room, shutting the door behind her. Spike rose from the bed, and the spread fell from his waste, thus exposing his manly bits. He walked into the bathroom and climbed into the shower with Buffy.


“Spike, we’ll never get out of here if you start again.”


Spike let a wicked smirk cross his face.


“Luv, I came in here to kick you out. Told lil’ sis we’d be down in fifteen minutes which means you now have ten minutes to get pretty.”


“Talk about putting a girl under pressure,” Buffy said as she rinsed her hair. She squeezed the water out of her hair before stepping out of the shower.


“Well then you hurry up Big Bad, because I’m starving for some food.”



~~~*~~~




Fifteen minutes later, they all piled into the Jeep and were on their way to the Eskimo Hut. Spike was very kind in letting the Summers’ women have control of the radio. He saw the smiles on the girls faces as they were bouncing along, singing off tune with each other. He was relieved that the drive was short, and they arrived at their destination quickly.


They walked in, and were promptly seated. Buffy looked up and smiled when she saw it was the same waitress from last night.


“Welcome back to the Eskimo Hut,” Kween said, “I hope you enjoyed your dessert last night.”


“I did. It was sooo yummy.” Buffy replied.


Kween looked at Dawn, and asked what she would like for ice cream. Dawn innocently replied, “If what Buffy had last night was so good, I want the same thing.”


Spike and Buffy both choked on the water they were drinking and spit it across the table. Buffy was absolutely beet red at the thought of trying to tell her sister. No, she cannot have a Spikesickle.


Luckily, Kween saved Buffy and Spike from embarrassment.


“Oh you’d like the caramel super sundae, with cookie dough ice cream?”


“Yeah that sounds great! What’s so funny Buffy? Spike?”


Buffy thought quickly, “Well I was just reading Kween’s shirt. It says on it ‘How Many Licks Does It Take?’”


Dawn just looked at Buffy puzzled. “I don’t get it.”


Spike snickered, as did Kween. That is when Kween leaned over and asked Buffy, “So care to share how many?”


Spike yelled, “No she doesn’t!”


Buffy just smiled and winked at Kween. “I’ll have the same sundae Dawn is having too, Thanks.”


“Make that three,” Spike said.


“Great. I’ll be back in a few with your nummy treats.” Kween walked away, and Dawn looked at both Buffy and Spike suspiciously. She sighed and sunk into her seat.


Then the peacefulness of the restaurant was shattered with Dawn’s voice.


“Oh my God…I get it now…How many licks! The sundae! Eww!”



The End



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