Chapter 7

Buffy headed to Giles’ apartment the next day, clutching Spike’s hand in hers. She wanted him with her when she finally confronted her friends. Buffy saw that Xander was already there, along with Willow and Anya.

Giles let out a weary sigh when they appeared. “I almost didn’t believe it when Xander told me.”

Buffy gave Spike’s hand a firm squeeze. “Well, it’s true. We’re together now, and nothing is going to change that. You guys can accept it or not, I really don’t care.”

Xander jumped up from his seat. “You see what I mean? She’s under another spell,” he claimed, giving Willow a dirty look as if she was once again responsible for this.

“This isn’t Willow’s fault, or anyone’s for that matter. I’m not under a spell, Xander. These feelings have been there for a while now; the spell just opened our eyes to them.”

He crossed his arms over his chest. “I refuse to believe that. You used to hate him, Buffy. Have you forgotten all the times he tried to kill us? You think you would have learned after the whole thing with Angel. Ow,” Xander commented, rubbing the spot where Willow hit him. “What was that for?”

“That was for being an idiot, Xander. You’re not even listening to her.” The read head chose that moment to glance at Spike, noticing the smile that he graced her with, and returning it with one of her own.

Buffy had enough. “I’m not listening to this anymore. I’m an adult, and this is my life. If you can’t even be civil to the man I love…”

“The man you what?” Xander cut her off.

“Yeah, the man you what?” Spike responded, just as surprised.

Buffy held her head up high. “The man I love,” she repeated, gazing into Spike’s eyes. “This isn’t exactly how I planned on telling you, but I figure it’s the thought that counts. I love you, Spike.”

A smile lit up his features. “I love you, too.”

Xander threw his hands up in the air. “G-Man, do something about this.”

Giles finally spoke up, sending a glare in Xander’s direction before addressing the couple. “You take good care of her, and we won’t have a problem. I shouldn’t have to remind you exactly what would happen if you hurt her in any way.”

Spike agreed. “I’ll personally lend you the stake if that happens, but you won’t have to worry about me ever hurting her.”

That seemed to be all the answer Giles needed.

Buffy was beyond relieved, dropping her purse to the floor and embracing the man that was like a father to her. “Thank you, your approval means everything to me.”

He patted her on the back.

Xander noticed the piece of paper that fell from Buffy’s purse, his eyes widened as he picked it up. “Merciful Zeus, she’s naked in this picture!” He held it up for Giles to see, which caused the Watcher to quickly cover his eyes at the sight of his very exposed Slayer, suddenly wishing he was blind again.

“Bloody hell, I beg you to put that down.”

Spike growled and ripped the paper out of his hands. “That’s not of your concern, Whelp.”

Buffy looked embarrassed as she took the drawing from him. “Sorry, I forgot it was in there.”

Xander sat down, still in shock by what he just saw.

Anya rubbed his back in comfort. “It might take a while for him to recover. He’s always dreamt about seeing you naked, Buffy. It’s hard when your dreams suddenly become reality.”

Willow rolled her eyes, smacking Xander on the head again.

That seemed to snap him out of it. “Right, I’m good, I just need to go to the bathroom.”

They watched him hurry out of the room, Buffy being the first one to speak up once he was gone.

“Sorry about that, Anya.”

She shrugged. “It’s fine, now that he’s seen it, he can hopefully stop fantasizing about it. I should be getting lots of orgasms tonight.”

“I need a drink,” Giles claimed as he headed into the kitchen.

Spike grinned and took Buffy’s hand in his. “If we’re not needed here anymore, we’ll just be off. You make sure the whelp gets that image out of his head, Anyanka.”

She nodded, smiling. “I can take care of that.”

Spike nodded as well, then pulled Buffy out of the apartment. After her declaration, he wanted her all to himself.


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“Fuck, baby, you’re bloody going to kill me.”

Buffy laughed as she continued to bounce on his cock. “You’re already dead.”

“Yeah, but you’ll dust me at this rate,” Spike stated.

She rode him hard, squeezing his penis with her Slayer muscles. “I think you can handle it.”

Spike grabbed her around the waist, thrusting further into her drenched and aching pussy. He could feel her juices coating his cock.

Buffy yelled as her orgasm hit her out of nowhere.

Spike roared out his release right behind her.

Buffy lay on his chest, trying to get her breathing under control.

Spike trailed his hands down her naked back. “You will never stop amazing me.”

She stared into his eyes. “You might be right about that. I have something for you.”

Spike was confused when she jumped off of him, searching on the floor for something in her pants’ pocket. He licked his lips at the sight of her jiggling breasts; he could barely wait until he could taste them again.

Buffy joined him back on the bed, holding something out to him.

Spike raised his eyebrows, taking what looked to be a ring from her. It took him a moment to recognize what it was. “Bloody hell; is this the Gem of Amara? I figured you would have destroyed it, or at least given it to Peaches.”

Buffy shook her head. “I thought about it, but with his soul being so unstable, that probably wouldn’t have been the best idea. The others think I got rid of it, but for some reason, I just couldn’t do it. Any vampire would be unstoppable if they got their hands on this, but I trust you. I know things were bad the first time around, but we’ve come a long way since then. Besides, I have plans to take many daylight strolls with my boyfriend.”

Spike placed the ring on his finger, feeling the power surge through him. He then pulled Buffy closer to him, planting a passionate kiss on her mouth. “I fucking love you.”

She blushed. “I love you, too.”

Spike got out of bed, quickly putting his clothes on.

“Where are you going?”

He smiled down at her. “Outside, it’s a beautiful day.”

Buffy returned his smile, getting dressed as well.

Spike waited for her to finish, then took her hand in his and led her outside into the sunshine. The rays illuminated her golden tresses, making her look absolutely radiant. Spike couldn’t resist swooping in and capturing her lips with his, then picking her up and spinning her around in circles.

Buffy laughed and begged him to put her down because she was getting dizzy.

He did as she said, brushing a few strands of hair out of her face. “You wanna go for that walk now?”

Buffy nodded and squeezed his hand as they both left the cemetery together, feeling content for the first real time in their lives.

The End


Right, so, the whole torturing of Angel for the gem never happened. Yeah, not the best ending in the world, but that was all I could come up with. This story was seriously cheesy, I know that, but I needed it at the time. Thanks to those that read and reviewed.