Title: Playing Around With Love Author: Pattyanne snapkik@yahoo.com Disclaimer: Only the story is mine. Pairing: Spike/Buffy (of course) Spoilers: Maybe up to The Gift Feedback: Yes, I need it. Rating: NC-17 Summary: Part one had fun in the park, and part two takes the fun on home to bed. Pure fluff Part Two..... ~~~~~ "Sometimes, how the world can seem so friendless And the road ahead so endless And the dream so far away... Sometimes, when I'm almost to surrender Then I stop...and I remember I have you to save my day....." ~~~~~ Spike pushed open the door of the crypt and pulled Buffy inside. Slamming the door with a well placed kick, he picked her up and carried her across the marble floor and down to the lower level. He kissed her, then tossed her down on his bed. Straightening up, he discarded his coat and shirt. Buffy watched him strip as she sat up and pulled off her jacket, tossing it onto the floor. Breathing rapidly with her excitement, she whipped off her sweater as well. Without breaking eye contact, Spike stood on one foot at a time and yanked off his boots. Buffy unlaced her track shoes and sent them across the room. Their actions became a contest to see which one could get naked first. Grinning, Spike wrenched his belt buckle open and unbut- toned his jeans. Buffy popped the top snap of her pants and unzipped them. Spike shoved his pants down and stepped out of them, and Buffy was a little surprised to see that he wore no undergarments of any kind. She lay back on the bed and removed her pants, leaving her in nothing but a couple of scraps of lace that called itself underwear. Her eyes moved over him, lingering where his fully erect penis extended straight out from his body. She felt a tightening between her thighs at the size of it. Still panting slightly, she twisted open the front clasp of her bra, nearly tearing it in her hurry to be rid of it. As the bra slipped down and off, she rose to her knees, thrusting her breasts forward. Spike paused, mesmerized by the full curves of her breasts, tipped with dark rose colored nipples. "Christ, you're a knock-out." Buffy smiled. "Come over here and say that," she invited, holding out one hand. He knelt on the bed in front of her, sliding his arms snugly around her. His hands moved down her back, fondling her soft skin. They both moaned at the sensation of his hard cock pressing against her. "That's good," she said. Looking down at her, he noticed that her panties were held together by tiny satin ribbons. He pulled the bows out on each side and the white lace fell from her hips. Scooping the fragile material up in one hand, he brought it to his face and inhaled her scent. Buffy was tickled by the action. "So, if I get lost," she asked teasingly, "does that mean you'll be able to find me?" He chuckled. "I don't need anything to help me find you, luv. No matter how lost you get...I'll always find you." Tossing her panties onto the nightstand by his bed, he held her hips closer to his. "Spread your legs a little." Buffy complied, moving her knees a bit farther apart. With one hand, he pushed down gently on his cock and slid it be- tween her legs, then moved his hips slowly back and forth, imi- tating intercourse. Buffy gasped at the feel of his shaft pressing against her wet- ness. "Feel good?" he asked. She nodded. "Yeah. Feels real good." Spike grinned. "And that's only the beginning," he replied. Buffy shivered pleasantly at the promise in his eyes. ~~~~~ "Often my imagination Has me reaching out too far When I fell, you were there With your hand in the air You knew from the start.." ~~~~~ Kneeling on the bed in front of her, Spike towered over Buffy. He cupped her face in his hands and tilted her head back. "Kiss me," he begged softly, drowning in her passion glazed green eyes. She moistened her lips and parted them the second before his mouth captured hers. Moaning softly in her throat, wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tightly. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, where it went searching for hers. She met it eagerly and teased it, played with it, and then followed it back into his own mouth. His hands moved from her face, gliding down the sides of her neck to her shoulders. From there, it was a short journey down to her breasts. Taking them both in his hands, he squeezed them firmly, rubbing her nipples with his thumbs. Buffy broke their kiss and looked down. She watched his hands as they moved on her, fondling and molding her flesh to his own desires. His fingers felt cool and wonder- ful on her overheated skin. "Do you like that, baby?" he asked. It was a rhetorical question, he could see for himself how much she liked it. Buffy said nothing, but she brought her own hands up and covered his with them, making him squeeze tighter. Spike nuzzled the side of her throat, then kissed a path down to her breasts. Lifting one to his mouth, he began to lick and suck it until she was squirming in his grasp. She pulled away from him and stretched out on the bed, inviting him to join her by holding out her arms. "Buffy," he murmured, "I want you...so much." Smiling, she arched her hips towards him. All she wanted in the world at that moment, was to feel him in- side of her. Spike fell forward, catching himself on his hands. He dropped a brutally hard kiss on her mouth, then tore away from her. "You do it," he said. "Put me inside you." With a wild thrill rushing through her, she reached down and took his shaft in her hand, guiding it to the entry she had already prepared for him with wetness and warmth. His head jerked back, his face contorted with pleasure. "Oh, fuck," he growled, plunging forward and burying his cock with one thrust. In her all the way to the hilt, he ground himself against her, stimulating her clit with the base of his erection. Buffy's hands moved down his back, and she cupped the firm cheeks of his ass in her hands, making him be still, wanting to savor the first connection of their bodies. Spike covered her face and neck with kisses, as he slowly ground his hips from side to side, setting off new skyrockets in her head. When he felt her dig her nails in, he released a primitive grunt of pure lust and began to thrust and withdraw, pushing in so hard that he actually moved her up in the bed. Propping himself up on his forearms, he bent his head and caught one nipple in his mouth, sucking it hard, feeling the contractions of her sex as it strangled his cock. "Oh, god, oh god, oh god," she whined, her body going wild beneath his. "Yes...oh, yes." When she consciously tightened her internal muscles, it drew a loud groan from her lover. His head came up, releasing her nipple with a wet sucking pop. He pounded into her, relishing the sounds their bodies made as they slapped together, then peeled apart. Buffy wanted more. Nudging his arms out from under him, she pulled him down all the way, wanting to feel the weight of his body pinning her to the mattress. Spike let her have her way, knowing that he wasn't hurt- ing her. Another girl might have been unable to take the full brunt of his body on her, and in her. But, this was Buffy...and she had been made for him. He buried his face against her neck, increasing the pace of his thrusts. She drew her legs up, rubbing her thighs against his and then crossing her ankles behind his back. "Harder," she panted in his ear. "Do it...harder." Spike re-doubled his efforts, pistoning his hips as hard as he could, coaxing a soft grunt from her everytime he shoved himself in. "Oh, Buffy," he moaned. "You're so good...so wet and tight. I want to stay in you forever...yeah...yeah, that's it...come on baby...fuck me...fuck me hard..." When she was about to come, he let her need direct his actions. He pumped harder when she asked him to, then stayed still when she wished it, pressing down hard. Moisture flowed from her, making their bodies slick and hot as she uttered a high pitched scream. Planting her feet firmly on the mattress, she pushed up when he came down. "Spike....I'm coming....you....you come too...please...do it....oh...yes....now...now....." Her words pushed him over the top, and he rammed himself in one more time. Roaring his own pleasure, he threw his head back as he began to ejaculate. His hips jerked as his come spewed into her, making them even more slippery and juicy. As their bodies began to come down, Buffy twined her arms around his neck, kissing and petting him, and whispering soft endearments in his ear. "I've been wanting this for so long," she told him. "You can't imagine." He nodded. "Believe me...I can." Rolling off of her, he pulled her with him until she was snuggled under his chin, her body streched out on his. Stroking her damp hair, he sighed with a contentment he hadn't felt in a very long time. Everything else that he enjoyed in this world, everything that made him happy, paled into nothingness beside this one thing, this girl lying so trust- ingly in his arms. A girl who was more than capable of fending for herself in a brutal world, but who felt comfortable letting him take care of her and protect her. She seemed to know, without being told, that he needed it to be that way. ~~~~~ "Sometimes, after all you've done to save me Through the love you freely gave me Every step along the way Sometimes, people ask what keeps me going And, in truth, it comes from knowing I have you to save my day..." ~~~~~ "Buffy?" "Hmm?" "You all right, luv?" She smiled, her head pillowed on his chest. "I'm wonderful." Spike hesitated a moment, then said, "I forgot to tell you something before." "Yeah?" "Yeah...I love you, you know?" Buffy rubbed her cheek against him and snuggled a little closer. "I love you, too," she said. "Really?" he smiled. "Really." There was a long silence between them. "Well, how much?" "How much what?" she asked, yawning. "How much do you love me?" "Mmm....lots and lots....tons." He wasn't satisfied. "But....on a scale of one to ten.." "One hundred and twenty six thousand, seven hundred and fifty two," she said. "And two thirds." Spike tightened his arms around her. "That's good," he said, beginning to get sleepy with this warm little bundle in his arms. "Me, too." He closed his eyes, keeping her close. ~~~~~ "Sometimes, feeling helpless when I held you Wishing words would come to tell you I have you to save my day...." ~~~~~ ~The End ~