Things Present – Things Past
By Estepheia and Marcee
Four months later
you ever considered not celebrating your birthday?” Spike asked into the curve
of Buffy’s neck, basking in her heat and scent. “Seeing how we ended up with wall-to-wall
vomiting?” He was lying on his side, head propped up on one hand, the other
hand resting on Buffy’s bare waist, fingers tracing idle patterns on her skin.
He felt as snug as a bug in a rug, spooning her like that.
this was a good one,” Buffy said cheerfully, leaning against him and pushing
her feet deeper under her flowery covers. “Nobody got killed, cut, drugged or
woke up evil. Okay, we could have done without the whole food poisoning thing,
but hey, that tea Tara brewed took care of that. Plus, I got to see your friend
Clem beat Anya at Monopoly. Trust me, it was a great party. Better than great.”
nibbled on the enticing shoulder before him, scraping blunt teeth lightly over
soft skin that shimmered golden in the light of twenty-one burning candles.
“Party isn’t over yet,” he murmured, his voice sultry. He rocked his hips
you ever get enough?” she asked, but there was laughter in her voice.
can I say? ‘S part of my sinister vampire charm,” he quipped, but then he grew
earnest. “I’ll never get enough of you. Never.”
do you know?” Buffy asked, matching his seriousness. She turned around until
they were lying face to face. “You fell out of love with Drusilla. After a
hundred years. Not that I’m complaining or anything. And Cecily. You loved
did,” Spike agreed.
leaned forward to kiss the tip of her nose. “Love you more.”
she asked. “I mean, how do you know?” It wasn’t that she doubted his words, but
there were times when she simply didn’t get it; she’d never asked for this
power over him. . For a long time she’d thought he only loved her because she
was unattainable or because she beat him up a lot. Some twisted vampire thing
that had nothing to do with real human love. And now? She was attainable and no
longer beat him up – well sometimes she did, but only during training – and
yet, he was still here, as annoying, vulgar and full of it as ever. Well
mostly. When he wasn’t the most sentimental and romantic guy under the sun… er,
just do.” Spike reached out and brushed a wayward curl out of her face,
managing to look smug and smitten at the same time. “You know, Xander asked me
the very same thing.”
did, did he? And when did you two get close enough to have such a personal
moment?” She caught his hand and threaded her fingers through his.
did you tell him?” Buffy asked, genuinely curious. She’d always marveled at how
quickly Xander had come to accept un-chipped Spike in their midst and later in
Buffy’s arms, jibes notwithstanding.
I never got to answer him, cause those stupid Watcher gits turned up. Truth is,
I couldn’t have answered him even if I’d wanted to.”
me thinking, though. Now, promise me you won’t laugh.”
on, Spike. Spill.”
when I was mortal and in love with Cecily it was all very romantic and
everything, but if she’d condescended to notice me I wouldn’t have had a
buggerin’ clue what to do with her. You know, the whole pure love deal has its
drawbacks.” He touched a languid finger to her lips, then trailed it down her
chin and throat, and lower still, causing her breath to hitch.
sex,” he answered promptly. “Loved her too, but completely lacking in the
‘pure’ department. Not that I missed that. Cause, you know—“
she finished the sentence for him, her mouth twitching slightly.
He grinned, but then he grew serious. “Don’t get me wrong, Buffy, I know I
still am. Evil. Sometimes. It’s not something you can turn on and off from one
day to the next.”
doing fine,” Buffy assured him, meaning it.
cause of you. And your stupid friends. You’re all insane, you know, trusting
your friends too, and yup, big with the insanity.”
remark elicited a smile half incredulous, half besotted and all William. Buffy
grabbed his neck and pulled him into a sizzling kiss.
pulled her head back and looked into his dark blue eyes. “You haven’t answered
my question, though. Why, Spike? Why me?”
many women do you know who can whip an evil creature like me into an upstanding
white hat and be a fantastic lay at the same time? I’d be a fool not to love
wrinkled her nose. “Is that supposed to be a compliment?”
can I say,” Spike said, grinning wickedly, sliding his hand between her thighs.
“I’m a bloody awful poet. What did you expect?”
sank into each other’s arms, oblivious to the three hooded figures who floated
away, unseen, unheard, and
very satisfied with their work.
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