Three


A/N: Last one... for now. I may well come back and expand at some time in the future. Thanks to everyone who's reading and leaving lovely reviews!

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Somewhere along the line, she had fallen asleep – no doubt due to the lack of sleep the night before – and when she woke, she was wrapped up in a pair of strong arms, her head resting against a hard shoulder. Spike. She snuggled a bit closer, breathing in the scent of tobacco, whiskey and something unnameable that surrounded him. Her whole body was aching again from the combination of sex and sleeping on a stone floor and with some reluctance, she wriggled her way out of Spike’s tight embrace, even as he moaned in his sleep at the loss.

She sat up and stretched, arching her back and trying to get the kink out of her neck.

“Definitely a bed next time,” she mumbled to herself with a slight groan.

“Can’t promise anything.”

She jumped at Spike’s voice and turned to face him as he continued lazily, his eyes closed and a smirk on his face.

“Might not be able to stop myself from taking you wherever I find you.”

Even though he wasn’t looking at her, she arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms.

“Do I get any choice in this?” she asked, suppressing her smile.

He opened one eye lazily and smiled.

“Wouldn’t say no, would you, Slayer?”

“So sure of yourself, vampire.”

He smiled and shut his eye again, stretching his arms and propping them under his head. She shook her head and pushed herself to her feet, going to the bags and searching out one of the chocolate bars she had brought with her. She perched on the beam where he had been earlier, chewing on the bar as she watched him.

He was magnificent like this: jeans (fastened now) slung low on his hips, his chest bare to her hungry eyes and hair all tousled and just itching to be touched. A wave of heat infused her and she crossed her legs embarrassedly, shifting on the beam. It was too late though: she saw his nostrils flair and then his head rose, eyes dark with desire boring into her.



Without a word, he got to his feet and strode over to her, stopping centimetres away, that piercing gaze still fixed on her.

“Alright there, love?” he purred, giving her a lascivious look, complete with smirk.

“Fine,” she answered nonchalantly, even as she pressed her legs together in a vain attempt to hide the fact that her lust had ricocheted through the roof with him looking at her like that.

“Look a bit uncomfortable,” he murmured, one hand coming to rest on each thigh.

“Really fine,” she replied in her low voice, struggling to maintain her façade of calm as he started to rub circles in her thighs with his thumbs. When he finally leant down and kissed her, she caught hold of his neck, holding him close as she kissed him back hungrily, legs falling either side of him with his guiding touch.

Surely it wasn’t normal to be so turned on in the space of a few seconds. Especially after the night they had had. She should be exhausted; she should be- Her mind went blank as suddenly he was touching her, one hand having sneaked under her skirt without her noticing. She moaned as he caressed her and kissed him harder, one hand tangling in his hair.

He pulled away to let her breath, smirking as he kept up his ministrations. Her eyes fluttered helplessly, her whole body straining towards him. She reached out for him but instead of returning to his former position, he suddenly dropped to his knees and she let out a gasp as he shoved her skirt up around her hips, his hand never pausing for a second.

“S-Spike,” she got out shakily, one hand hovering near his shoulder.

From his position between her legs, he flashed her a look of pure hunger.

“Don’t you worry, Slayer,” he murmured, his voice husky with desire, “Gonna make it all better.”

“But I- Ohhh.“

She trailed off with a moan as his tongue passed over her. To think she could ever have had reservations about this.



Minutes later, she was gripping the beam behind her with both hands, arching her back as he teased her.

“Spike, please,” she moaned.

He had one hand on each thigh, spreading her legs, and her feet just rested against his back.

“Shh,” he whispered against her skin and she shivered with pleasure.

She was going to combust, she was sure. If she’d known she was missing out this much, she would have done something about it much sooner. She moaned loudly and raised a hand to cover her mouth in embarrassment. When her heavy-lidded gaze fell on the vampire, she saw him smirk, even as he continued his caresses.

She suddenly couldn’t keep her eyes off him and when his gaze met hers, she bucked against him wildly. Taking his cue, he sped up in his ministrations and she bit her own hand to keep herself from crying out. Suddenly it was too much though and her hand returned to the beam, both hands clenching on the wood as she cried out her pleasure hoarsely, her body convulsing with pleasure. Even as she was coming down from her high, the vampire shifted, picking her up effortlessly and laying her down on his jacket on the floor.



When her eyes could focus again, she found him propped up on an elbow beside her, watching her with a self-satisfied smile. Blushing brightly, she hid her face against his chest shyly, still struggling to get her breathing back to normal.

“Oh no, love,” he got out, one hand on the back of her neck, “No hiding from me.”

He guided her back to look at him and she blushed even brighter.

“No need to be embarrassed,” he said, his smile softening into a tender one, “Not after last night.”

He ran his free hand over her shoulder and down her arm, his bright gaze fixed on her.

“Know where you live now, Slayer,” he murmured, his mouth brushing over her ear, “And plan to visit regular-like.”

A shudder of pleasure went through her at his low words and she raised her mouth, meeting his in a passionate kiss. He rolled onto his back and she followed, resting on him lightly as she kissed him hungrily, tasting herself on his tongue. What was it about him that set her alight with desire? She had gone all this time never reacting so intensely to his looks- and maybe that was why suddenly she was flooded with lust, she realised.

She had spent so long fighting it, but she could no longer do so after what they had shared last night. She parted from him breathlessly, her head resting against his chin as she took in sharp breaths.

“What you do to me,” he mumbled, his hands passing over her back, one hand threading through her hair, “Can’t get enough of you, now I know what you feel like… what you taste like.”

His mind-reading skills had improved of late, she thought idly, still breathing heavily.

“I know the feeling,” she breathed.

“Really?” he asked calmly, even though she could feel the tension in his body. So, they were going there already, huh. She raised her head and gave him a smile.

“You must have noticed,” she commented lightly.

His eyes narrowed and then softened and he smiled slightly.

“Guess so.”

He looked like he wanted to say something else but held himself back and instead pulled her back in for another kiss.



When the sun finally set, they climbed out of the wrecked building together and paused on the steps, preparing to go their separate ways. She was nervous now and couldn’t seem to hold his gaze.

“So, erm, I should get back to Dawn.”

“Yeah.”

She turned as if to go but he caught her arm, halting her, and she turned back to him, watching him warily.

“Am I going to be seeing you again soon?” he asked lowly, “Or was it just a one-day fling?”

“I told you earlier,” she answered quietly, forcing her gaze to his, “You’ll see me again.”

“Not just for patrol?” he pressed and she let out a small sigh.

“Spike, I… I’ll come to you. I don’t know when… but I’ll come. And not for patrol.”

“For my witty conversation?” he asked with a teasing smile.

“Something like that,” she answered, rolling her eyes.

He caught her to him then, pushing her up against the porch wall as he kissed her. He pulled back far too quickly though and moved down the steps.

“See you soon, Slayer.”

Before she could answer, he was off along the alley, disappearing into the shadows. She let out a shaky breath and a smile spread across her face as she skipped down the steps and along the alleyway, headed for home.


THE END


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A/N: This story just got nominated over at the Sunnydale Memorial Awards so THANK YOU to whoever nominated me! You have made my day... maybe my year actually!