PAIRING : Buffy/Spike

RATING : NC17

SPOILERS : general Buffy, "Intervention"

DISCLAIMER : I do not own these characters.

            Why was she even there? She kept asking herself. She should have been at home with her sister. But instead, she was slowly opening the door to the crypt.

            It could have something to do with the fact that she hadn't had sex in more than 6 months. That could have had a big something to do with it. It could have been all that he risked for them. But the more and more she thought; it was because she hadn't had a cock inside her in well over a half a year. And after all, she was just a girl.

            He was sleeping, as she'd suspected he would be. She smiled and crawled up his body until she was lying on top of him. He woke to find her staring at him. "Bloody hell, Slayer. What do you want?"

            She smiled seductively. "Was she any good?"

            "Huh?"

            "Buffybot. Was she any good?"

            "Get offa me." He said as he tried to squirm out from under her but her powerful legs had him pinned.

            "I wanna talk about this, Spike. She must have done *something* good. I wanna know."

            "Why?" He growled.

            "Because obviously you wanted her, and if I'm doing something wrong, I need to know about it."

            "I'm not havin' this conversation with you. Now leave me be."

            She started gyrating against him and licked his cheek. "Oh come on, Spike. We're very much having this conversation." She licked a trail to his ear and whispered, "So fess up. What did you program her to do? Huh? Did she kiss you? Like this?"

            Buffy licked her way to his mouth and laved his lips with her tongue before softly opening her mouth and sucking his lip into her mouth. She bit it softly and he moaned. "Did she do that?" Buffy whispered again.

            "Did she breath on you like this?" She panted above the skin on his neck and felt his arousal growing under her. "Did she bite you like this?" She moaned as she bit on his neck and began sucking on the skin.

            "Slayer…" He whimpered.

            "Tell me… what did she do, Spike? Did she squeeze you like this?" She squeezed her thighs together around his thighs and he growled softly.

            "Come on, Slayer… stop teasing."

            "Who says I'm teasing?" He looked up at her in shock and she smiled before rubbing against him again.

            "I'm not telling you anything."

            "How am I supposed to know what turns you on?" She pouted before whispering, "Or what makes you hard?"

            "You're doing a pretty good job of it, Luv." She slid her hand over his body above the covers and rested it above his cock.

            "I suppose I am." She sat up, straddling him. "Did she like you on the top or bottom?"

            "Both." He just stared at her.

            "Tell me, what did she like?"

            "I’m not talkin' to you about this, Buffy." He insisted.

            "Fine." She rolled off him and he stood up quickly, flinging the covers over her as he did.

            He stood inches from the bed and she smiled inside herself as she slipped her skirt off and unbuttoned her shirt under the covers that concealed her body from him. "I don't see what the big deal is, Spike. It was just me anyway. What did she call you? Big Bad?"

            Slowly, she slid her leg out from under the covers and rubbed his jean-covered cock with her foot. "She did say that I should see you naked."

            "So?"

            She uncovered her bare body to his eyes and looked up at him, "So now you've seen me. Now let's see you."

            He stood for a minute completely shocked that she was lying on his bed naked and wet in front of him. "If you're not gonna play, I'll go find someone else…" She threatened. He practically tore his jeans from his body at her words and she looked him over. "She *did* have a point." Buffy stuck her finger out and beckoned him to the bed. "Don't be shy now…" She said. "*Please* don't be shy tonight."

            "What game are we playing, Luv?"

            "Games? I don't play games."

            "You got a stake under there?" He asked.

            "I've got no 'under there' unless I shoved it in my cunt. You're more than welcome to look though." She spread her legs further apart and was disappointed, as he didn't take her up on her offer. "Look," She sat up and stroked his cock as she spoke. "We won the battle. You practically died protecting Dawn. Twice. I told you I wouldn't forget and I didn't. I haven't had sex in over six months and I wanna have sex. I could find some random guy but that's no fun, a normal guy wouldn't be able to satisfy me." She kissed his abdomen before licking the tip of his cock lightly. "Not the way you can."

            "Slayer…" He moaned.

            "I've been with humans and I've been with a vampire. Believe me, I know the difference, Spike." She grabbed his arms and pulled him on top of her as they fell back on the bed. "I want you to fuck me." She kissed his lips. "Hard. Deep. And all day long until I can't walk and can't come anymore."

            He slammed into her body and she screamed in surprise. "Like this?" He asked, turning her words on her.

            "Yes." She moaned as he continued sawing into her body.

            She raked her nails down his back as he slid in deeper and deeper. "Oh fuck!" She screamed as she thrashed around in one orgasm after another.

            Never did he come once as she rode him and sucked him and fucked him some more. He knew it was nothing more than sex for her. She needed some and he'd rather her be with him than someone she didn't know.

            When finally she passed out, he slid out of her. His hands provided the release he denied himself all afternoon as he started to weep. He had no delusions that it was anything but a hard cock to her.

~El Fin~