-After the party-
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Authors: Spike-
Sandy; Faith- Tali; Dru- Sandy Disclaimer: The challenge
is Dru’s the characters are Joss and his pals... we basically own underwear!
*g* So please don’t sue... we’d look nuts without them... Rating: NC17 Feedback: We’d LOVE
IT! Dedication: To Dru!!!
Happy birthday babe!!! How’d we do??? |
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* _Spike_ pulled his brand new blue corvette behind a large tree and watched as the Slayerettes left the party, smirking evilly when he realized Faith had finally been left alone. He’d taken great pains with her birthday surprise and he’d waited to make sure no one would interrupt his plans.
* _Spike_ slowly crept up to the room where he knew Faith would be... all alone and knocked on the door. He sincerely hoped his invite hadn’t been revoked since he’d gotten that bloody chip removed; that could spoil everything. He waited until the door opened and shifted, “Surprise, Slayer!”
* Faith smirked, hearing the knock and prayed it wasn’t one of the scoobies coming back to wish her more happy birthdays. Not that things hadn’t finally panned out with them, because her life was relatively happy now. Buffy and Angel were constantly trying to fix her up, but it annoyed her that Spike refused to let them be public.
* Faith finished putting on the bright sparkly silver body glitter that Willow had gotten her. Then she slipped on her crimson silk thigh-high robe that came complete with a stuffed red devil which Angel and Buffy had given her at her party. She smirked as she opened the door. “Hey, I thought you’d forgotten about me. I haven’t seen you in weeks...” She pouted slightly, vulnerable to him for reasons she didn’t understand.
* _Spike_ sighed at the look on her face and he shifted back to human face, “You could have at least humored me and screamed pet....” He stepped into the room and pulled her in for a hard kiss, “Did you miss me, Birthday Girl?”
* Faith moaned while kissing him back. “Yes... very much.” She smiled and kissed him again. She pulled him from the entrance hall and closed the door before pulling him into the living room. Grabbing her plate, she offered Spike a piece of the fudge brownie cake the scoobs had gotten her. “It’s REALLY good. I just fucking LOVE chocolate.”
* _Spike_ chuckled, and followed her down the hall while pulling something from his pocket. He grinned, and took the piece of chocolate from her outstretched hand, “Ahh, that IS good.” He held out his first gift, “Happy Birthday, Lover... I was gonna write you a poem, but I write bloody awful poetry and this one was no exception. So instead, I made a gift out of the pencil I used to write it.”
* _Spike_ held out a small glittery pencil, engraved with her name on it, which he’d sharpened to a razor sharp point, “Meet Ms. Pointy.”
* Faith giggled and took the pencil before hugging Spike. She put the pencil down and kissed him. “Thanks, I just got a stake from a vampire as a birthday gift. Odd much?” She pushed him down onto the sofa and smirked as she undid the robe, letting it fall at her feet. She turned to show him her now sparkling body, “What do ya think? The robe was from Angel...” She opted suddenly to leave out that it was a joint gift from Buffy and Angel. “And the glitter’s from Willow. Do ya like?”
* _Spike_ smiled wolfishly, and pulled her close for another kiss, “I like very much, Luv.” His eyes sparkled as he ran a hand through her hair and cupped her cheek for a moment, “Wait here, I have more.” He turned and went back to the door. He retrieved the bag he’d brought up with him. Returning to her, he took out a rather large box and handed it to her. “Now you could use this gift with your robe and glitter. Or we could set the rest of these aside and go see that new Hannibal movie. Which is milady’s pleasure?”
* Faith pretended to think, “Umm... get presents and spend time with my recently MIA boyfriend, or go see a movie about a creepy old guy who eats people... like we’re steak.” Shaking her head, she looked at him. “Gee this is a tough one!” Then she ripped into the box. She stopped and looked at what was inside in shock. “Spike?”
* _Spike_ looked shocked as she looked into the box and leaned over it, “What?” He pulled out the huge Bugs Bunny Slippers, “Don’t you like them?” He picked up her robe and held them up to it, “I think they match, don’t you?”
* Faith laughed while shaking her head. “Where. on Earth. did you get blood red bunny slippers?!” She laughed again. “You’re crazy, you know that? You’re sexy too... you’re crazy and sexy!” Standing up, she put on her robe and slippers. “How do I look?”
* _Spike_ stood up and kissed her again, this time a little harder and deeper, “You look extremely edible, Luv. Second only to you, naked and rolling around with me on the bed.” He spun her around the room for a moment, “I got those slippers at Sears. I swear to fucking god! They were right next to the Little Mermaid ones.” He spun her around the room again as he broke into a rousing rendition of “Under the Sea”
* Faith laughed harder and kissed him. “Personally I think Kiss the Girl fits the mood better. I missed you like mad... Do you know I haven’t had sex since the last time I saw you?” She grinned evilly while moving to the fridge. She grabbed two cans of whipped cream and flashed them to him. She heard him growl and laughed as she ran to the bedroom. “Spikeee!!!” She screamed as she fell onto the bed, noticing he’d brought his bag of goodies.
* _Spike_ shook his head and ran after her, dropping the bag next to the bed within easy reach. He jumped on top of her and started tickling her unmercifully, “Drop the whip cream, Pet, or you won’t get another gift.” Thinking for a moment, he pulled back and reached into the bag, “I’ll get you to drop it.”
* _Spike_ pulled out a piece of paper, “This is your last chance, Pet. If you don’t drop it, I’ll read you the bloody awful poem I wrote for your birthday.” He waited, and then cleared his throat dramatically.
* Faith laughed, shaking her head. “What? You’re going to read to me? Oh please, Spike... come on it’s just a poem...” She popped the top off the whipped cream ready to spray him with it.
* _Spike_ sighed and opened the paper, “Don’t say I didn’t warn you, Pet.” He stood, taking a dramatic posture as he began, “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? I think not, since I only skulk about at night. I would compare thee to an evisceration but I think you would not approve of my motivation....” He looked up, “You want me to go on? I wrote really small, there’s more here than you think...” Shrugging, he continued, “Would that I could rip out a throat for my love, but I think being a slayer, she would not approve....”
* Faith stopped with wide eyes and dropped the open can to the floor. “Oh lord! Stop! Please!!! Spike... ohh poor Baby!” She started laughing and fell to the bed, while holding her stomach as she laughed. “That’s... TERRIBLE!”
* Faith turned and pulled out the gift she got from Giles. “You are..... truly a .... flagitious poet...!” Laughing, she held up the handy Dictionary-Thesaurus from Giles. “G-man’s idea of the perfect gift for a newly 18 year old girl... I’m so glad he didn’t have kids.”
* _Spike_ growled softly and pulled her out of the bed, “Just for that, I’m dragging you to that Hannibal movie after all.” He swatted her playfully on the ass, “Get dressed and then I’ll give you your surprise before we leave. No arguing.”
* Faith pouted and sighed as she went to her closet. She pulled her new red leather dress out and had Spike zip it up for her. Then, she put on her black heals and a black duster. “Lets go then.” She grumbled, putting a darker lips stick on while making sure her make-up was still on properly. Turning, she put her hands on her hips. “Spike?”
* _Spike_ looked at her and his jaw dropped. He zipped up her dress while waiting for her to finished before motioning her over to a chair, “Time for your next surprise, Luv.” He saw her seated in the chair and kneeled before her. Opening his hand, he held out a small jewelry box, “Happy birthday, my Faith. I hope you like it.”
* Faith sat, still pouting, until he was before her. Her hand shook and she stopped just short of touching the tiny box, she looked up, not breathing. “Spi... Spike?” She started shaking and tears were rimming her eyes. “What.. what’s in there?”
* _Spike_ kneeled before her, a soft look coming to his eyes as he flipped the box open, “Will you marry me, Faith?” He reached up and brushed her cheek, “I want to live with you, if you’ll have me, non-chipped and all.”
* Faith nodded quickly, and started crying. “Yes... ye... yes, Spike.... OH god!” She hugged him tight, crying hard. “Wait...” She cleaned her face and looked at him. “Unchipped? What do you mean unchipped?”
* _Spike_ hesitated, unsure where to go from here, “Umm, well here’s the thing... I don’t know it for sure, of course but I killed... something today... And I didn’t get a mind-blowing headache, so I’m pretty sure the chip stopped working somehow or another.” He looked up at her, his eyes unsure, “It was only a harmless little rat type thing, I tripped over it on the way to my car and I got angry and stomped it to death” He shrugged his shoulders, “No pain.”
* Faith stopped shaking her head. “What.. what are you talking about? You’re killing things again... like.. like people? You’re going to kill people again?” She whispered in shock.
* _Spike_ shook his head violently, “No! Pet, I just killed a rat.. almost by mistake because I was angry...” He left the ring on the table, got up, and began pacing, “I have no desire to go on a bloody rampage like I used to ..... mostly I just live to shag you into eternity. But I wanted to be honest with you.” He kneeled back in front of her, “I promise... only undead evil killing from now on.. trust me, Luv?”
* Faith bit her bottom lip and swallowed, then put the ring on her finger. She grabbed his hand. “Ok then... come on, ‘Big Bad’... you owe me a movie and I think you’re about to buy me dinner too!” Smiling and pushing her fears back, she pulled him out the door and outside. “Where’s your car?”
* _Spike_ smiled widely and pulled her up, “I promise, Luv... only evil killing... to help my slayer.” He followed her out the door and led her to his corvette, “Where are we going for dinner, Luv.”
* Faith nodded and got in the car. “I’ve had cake and ice cream tonight... and I went out with B and Red... so I’ve had coffee and salad today.. that’s it. I need real food. Excuse me, but I’m the carnivorous type... that rabbit food kick is why she has NO tits!” Faith leaned over and kissed Spike when he got into the driver’s seat. “Skip the movie. Get food. And come back so you can fuck me.” She purred while kissing the sensitive spot just behind his ear. “Please?”
* _Spike_ growled and mauled her mouth for a moment before starting the car, deciding quickly, “Somewhere with drive thru. We can get it and eat it in bed.” He pulled out quickly, tires squealing and drove into town, “Where do you want to eat. Luv?”
* Faith nodded in agreement with his idea. “Spike?” She noticed he was watching the road, and whispered, “I love you, Spike.”
* _Spike_ gasped an unneeded breath and brought the car to a slamming halt. He turned and quickly dragged her into his arms. He kissed her deeply before resting his forehead against hers, “I love you too, Faith.” He kissed her again, “My Faith.”
* Faith gasped while kissing back with a moan. She cuddled close to him while smiling happily. “Take me to that Italian place you took me to.. ya know the first time you actually took me out!”
* _Spike_ moaned softly and kissed her harder, “You’re going to make me sit through dinner? That’s just cruel.” He put the car in gear and drove to the Italian place. He sighed as he pulled into the parking lot, “So are we really going to eat here or can I persuade you into take out, Luv?”
* Faith kissed his cheek lightly. “I ordered before you got to my place... I just have to pick it up... the delivery boy grew fangs and I had to stake him yesterday night.” She walked into the restaurant, knowing her ass was being watched by people who were not her fiancé’. “Fiancé’... wow... I’m engaged.”
* _Spike_ grinned, “That’s my girl!” He got out and walked behind her, admiring the way her ass swayed. He waited as the matire'd got their order and he paid for it, “Back home now, Luv.” He swept Faith out of the restaurant and back to the car, “I plan on breaking all the speeding records, Luv. Hang on to the food.”
* Faith nodded while laughing, “Ok, hurry I bet the whipped cream’s getting all melty.” She giggled. “If you hurry... we can skip the food and go strait to then sex. I’ll eat after I’ve worn you out!”
* _Spike_ merely looked at her sideways and gunned the engine. He parked in the same spot outside her place mere minutes later. He got out and walked around to open her door, “Ok, Luv, you wear me out and then I’ll let you eat.”
* Faith stepped out and kissing him hard. “If I wear you out all I get is food? I’m getting food either way...” She kissed his chin. “Spike... what’s my last name gonna be? I haven’t had one... before.”
* _Spike_ grinned and kissed her back, “O’Reilly, Luv... I was Irish before I went all vamp.” He kissed her forehead and grabbed her hand to lead her towards her place.
* Faith stopped and looked at him questioningly. “But you’re British...” She shook her head and stopped on the sidewalk.
* Buffy_&_Angel had decided it was her birthday and they’d treat her to dinner and a movie. They were on their way back to Faith’s when they saw Faith on her front stoop with a blond... in a black duster, kissing him. Buffy gasped, “OH MY GOD THAT”S SPIKE!” She screamed. “FAITH THAT’S SPIKE!!!”
* _Spike_ looked up abruptly and growled, “Oh Bloody Hell!” He pushed Faith behind him a little and turned to confront the couple, “Peaches... Slutty, whatever are you doing here?”
* Faith nodded and stepped out from behind Spike. “I’m... fine... really.” She held onto Spike’s arm, and smiled nervously. “I know who it is B... he’s ummm... he’s my fiancé’?”
* _Spike_ grinned wolfishly and pulled Faith’s door open, “Looks like you two have a lot to talk about and we’re late for that dinner date. See you around, Peaches.” He kissed Faith on the neck and pushed her inside the door, “Have fun, Mates.”
* Faith laughed and pulling Spike into the apartment. She stop cold when she saw Drusilla sitting in an armchair. “Ohh come on! What the hell? This is my birthday!!!”
* Drusilla looked Faith over, then grinned like a naughty child. “Miss. Edith and I heard my Spike had a new love... I’ve come to see if you are worthy of my Spike.” She held the doll up to her ear and listened intently.
* Faith watched Dru for a minute, and then looked back at Spike. “What the hell?” She whispered, wondering if she should stake the total nutcase who was talking to a china doll in her favorite chair.
* Drusilla giggled and nodded. “Miss. Edith and I approve. You will care for my Spike while Grandmum and I make the continent bleed rivers of blood. We have many tea parties to attend, and I just can’t care for Spike right now... Yes, you’ll do nicely.” Then Drusilla got up pulled on her wrap and walked out of the apartment.
* Faith shook her head. “Only here... I mean, I’ve heard the birthday weirdness... of living on the Hellmouth... but ya know...” Shaking her head, she put the food in the microwave. “I’m not asking...” she shook her head again and stripped her dress. The, Faith went into their room, laid down and purred as his fingers started at her now soaking cunt. Faith moaned and whimpered under his talented mouth. “Fuck yes... Please... make me cum, Spike. Please? Make me cum so hard I can’t breath.” She arched her back while shaking and gripping the sheets before finally giving up and pressing his face deep into her cunt.
* _Spike_ growled softly, and burrowed more firmly into her cunt. He slid two fingers to her center and thrust them inside, beginning a hard and fast rhythm as his mouth moved to her clit and bit gently.
* Faith shuddered, warning him urgently. “Spike... Spike!! Please... Please... I’m.. I’m close...” She screamed as her arched off the bed.. “I’M CUMMING!!! FUCK!!! PLEASE!! BITE! BITE!!! PLEASE!!!”
* _Spike_ growled and thrust his fingers faster as he shifted against her clit. Moving a free hand, his thumb replaced his mouth at her clit and he whispered, “Cum for me, Lover,” before sinking his fangs into her thigh and drinking deeply.
* Faith sobbed as her body found the desperate release only Spike could give her. She whimpered as she finished. She sighed after catching her breath. “Fuck I love you...” She moaned, still clamping around his fingers.
* _Spike_ moaned and growled against her thigh as he drank. Once she began calming, he withdrew his fangs and licked the wound closed. He removed his fingers from her grasping cunt and crawled up her body to kiss her deeply, “I love you too, Baby, so much!”
* Faith kissed back while arching against him. She then pushed him over and straddled him. She grinned as she started shaking one of the cans of whipped cream. The she started drawing. Using Spike’s nipples as eyes, she drew a smiley face complete with a mustache. She admired her work for a moment then leaned over to lick it off. She purred and moaned while cleaning him off, being sure to rub her wet pussy over his hard cock.
* _Spike_ looked up in surprise as he landed on his back. He watched as she shook the can, “You want some more bad poetry, Luv?” He arched up as the cool liquid hit his chest and he watched as she drew the mustache on his chest, “Oh Pet... you are wicked!” Hissing, he arched up violently into her mouth. He rubbed his cock firmly against her, “Oh fuck... Baby!” He dragged her mouth to his and kissing her possessively. “Happy birthday, My Love.”
* Faith moaned into his mouth while taking a firm grasp of his cock. She whimpered as she finally sank down onto him. “Make me die, Spike... make me die and bring me back to life.” She moaned while bouncing on him again, harder, thus forcing him deeper, regardless of what her body was saying.
* _Spike_ growled and arched up into her, harder with each thrust almost violently. His eyes cleared at her words and he tried to stop thrusting but in that moment he couldn’t have even if his unlife depended on it, “What? What was that, Luv?”
* Faith looked down and whimpered. “Don’t STOP!” She whimpered. “Spike, please... ohh fuck... I just meant... I’m sorry?” She smiled down and started moving on him again. “Lets just make love, okay?”
* _Spike_ growled and bucked up harder and faster, and pushed her down on his cock, “Come for me again, Baby. Come for your Spike one more time?” He bucked into her a few more times before rolling them so she lay on her back. He paused, his cock twitching inside her as he reached for the candles on the table. Lighting them quickly, he let them burn for a moment before embedding them in wax on her chest and bucking furiously, “Come for me, Lover. Come for me and I’ll blow out the candles.”
* Faith whimpered as the hot wax hit her breasts. She heard him and whimpered as her body obeyed him. She shuddered and came harder and harder as he continue to thrust into her body.
* _Spike_ growled and drew one of her wrist to his mouth. He scraped a fang across it, drawing blood, which he promptly lapped up until the wound closed. He waited until they both calmed before leaning down to blow out the candles. They went out immediately, before popping back on. His eyes narrowed and he tried it again, “Bloody hell! What kind of devil candles are these?”
* Faith started giggling. “Trick... Trick candles, Baby...” She wet her fingers, reached down, and put the candles out. “Bath?”
* _Spike_ took the candles off her chest, “Nice trick.” He scooped her up and carried her into the bathroom, “Can we have bubbles, Pet?”
* Faith kissed him before slamming the door. “What ever you want, Spike...” She kissed him and smiled, finally happy.
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