A/N: Thanks to AthenaHahn and GoldenBuffy for thier assistance and suggestions.

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Spike made his way down the stairs, taking great care to make some noise so as not to startle Buffy. He paused in the doorway of his room, taking note of the fact that Buffy’s clothes were scattered about, her sword was leaning against the wall by the bed, and the door to the bathroom was open with steam pouring forth.

Buffy giggled to herself as she felt the vampire’s approach. When he didn’t immediately enter the bath room, she frowned wondering if he decided against joining her. With a sly smile Buffy called out, “Spike, would you come wash my back please?”

Spike smirked to himself. ‘Felt my approach did she? Wonder if she expected me to chicken out? Or does she expect me to take advantage of the situation? Hell, maybe she wants me to take advantage of the situation…’ His thoughts trailed off as his body made the decision for him, closing the bedroom door and making its way to the steam-filled bathroom.

“Spike, did you hear me?” Buffy asked impatiently.

“Oh I heard you love,” Spike replied as he stopped outside the enclosure. “Question is, are you sure you want me in there with you? Don’t rightly know if I can keep my hands to myself.”

“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want you in here. As for keeping your hands to yourself, kinda negates the washing of the back if you don’t touch me,” Buffy replied.

Smirking, he opened the opague glass door, fully prepared to say something, but stopped short at the sight of Buffy’s naked wet body. Causing all thought to fly from his brain. Her back was facing him as soapy water cascaded down it, then slipped sensuously between her taut ass cheeks.

A groan issued from Spike’s lips as his body hardened almost to the point of pain.

“Get your sexy self in here and close the door, you're letting out the heat!” Buffy exclaimed as cool air wafted across her back.

“As my lady wishes,” Spike muttered as he swiftly disrobed and joined Buffy in the small cubicle, closing the door and trapping the steam within the enclosure. His eyes traveled hungrily over her shapely form, as visions of what he wanted to do with her danced in his head.

Buffy glanced back over her shoulder, her eyes smiling as she ogled the vampire’s nude form. Her eyes widened in appreciation as she took in the size of his erection. Gasping, Buffy’s eyes flew to Spike’s and she blushed hotly at the heat she saw within. “Grab the soap and get with the washing.” Buffy ordered with a saucy grin.

Spike smirked as his sensitive nose picked up the scent of Buffy’s arousal. He quickly snatched up the bottle of vanilla body wash and poured a generous amount into his hand. He rubbed his hands together, creating a luxurious lather before running them across her shoulders and upper back.

“Like this pet?” He asked as he allowed his hands to slide down her back, rubbing gently.

Buffy moaned softly at the feel of Spike’s strong yet gentle fingers massaging her. She leaned forward, resting her elbows on the shower wall, letting her head hang forward. “Oh yessss… just like that,” Buffy murmured. Her soft moans turned to a loud groan as Spike’s hands cupped and gently squeezed her firm butt.

Spike leaned forward trailing his hands up Buffy’s sides and back down to her hips. Placing a gentle kiss on her shoulder he allowed his hands to travel to her abdomen, running them up and down, seductively brushing the sides of her breasts. The tiny mewl that slipped past the immortal slayer’s lips was the blond’s reward.

“You like my hands on you, Slayer?” Spike murmured in her ear.

“Oh god yes,” Buffy gasped softly. “Love your hands on me. Need more touching please,” she all but begged.

Spike pressed himself firmly against Buffy’s back, grinding engorged cock against her firm ass as he allowed his hands to cup and massage her pert breasts. He tweaked her nipples between his thumb and forefingers, teasing them into hardened points. “Like this pet? Want me to play with your luscious tits?” Spike growled sexily in her ear. “Or do you want more?”

“Oh,” Buffy gasped, pressing her lower body tight against Spike’s while arching her torso forward in order to press her bosom more fully into his talented hands. “Want more, more touching, more Spike.”

Lowering his head to her neck Spike ran his tongue up and down Buffy’s pulse point, before gently nipping at her soft skin. The fingers of his right hand gently squeezed and pulled on her right nipple, while his left slid down her body, pausing to gently tug on the bellybutton ring she wore.

“Want my fingers on your pussy baby? Want me to play with your hot little cunt?” Spike murmured between nips at her jugular.

All he received for an answer was a loud moan and Buffy’s ass grindingagainst his dick.

“Say it pet, tell me what you want,” he encouraged as his left forefinger traced over her slit.

“Spike, please…” Buffy gasped.

“Please what, Slayer?” Spike growled in her ear.

“Please touch my pussy. I want your fingers on me, in me. PLEASE!” Buffy begged.

“As milady wishes,” Spike murmured softly, as he slid his hand down to firmly cup her pussy in his hand.

“Spread your legs a little, love.”

Buffy parted her legs, allowing Spike full access to her sex.

“That’s it pet,” Spike whispered in her ear. “Fuck you are so wet for me, aren’t you baby? Your heat is burning me.”

He slipped his finger between the wet folds of her cunt and teasingly dipped it just inside the opening to her womb. “I’m gonna fingerfuck your little pussy; you want me to do that baby? Huh? You want Spike to fuck your tight cunny with his fingers?” Spike growled as he slid his finger in until he encountered her renewable virginity.

“Oh yes please Spike. Fuck me with your fingers. Please baby,” Buffy moaned as he began to fingerfuck her. “Oh god that feels so good.”

“Yeah Slayer, I’m gonna make you cum all over my fingers. Gonna fuck that little cunt of yours with my hand. Gonna make you scream.” Spike said as he pulled out the one finger and slid three fingers back inside her wet hole, stretching her even more than before.

Spike began to pump his fingers inside her as his thumb brushed over her clit.

Buffy hissed in pleasure as her hips started rocking mimicking the fingers inside her. She could feel the slow burn starting in the pit of her stomach as Spike continued to manipulate her clitoris and fuck her with his hand. Tossing her head back she screamed her release.

Slipping his fingers out Spike brought them to his mouth licking them clean. “Hope you’re not to tired, luv. That was just the appetizer,” the vampire smirked.