Rat Problem 8b/?
This chapter is cut in two, because the next part is just too awesome(in my opinion) to be shared with anything else. *hee hee*.
Title: Rat Problem
Rating: Hard R(PG-13 at some points)
Author: spangelsbitch
Pairing: Buffy/Spike
Warning: language, naughty coffin sex(sort of), biting(yay) and Riley
Disclaimer: I unfortunately own nothing remotely related to Joss' work. Althought I really wish I did.
Summary: Buffy only had a small mission to do. Take pictures and report back to Giles. But of course, when a certain sexy blond vampire tags along...things don't always work out for the best...or do they? (I know cheesy summary)
A/N: This is only partially beta'd. I may not get the rest beta'd(unless someone volunteers)
Last time:
Oddly enough his hand felt better than Riley’s. Although his was slightly cooler than hers…his hand wasn’t so large. She didn’t feel like his hand ate hers. If that even makes sense.
God she shouldn’t be thinking this. She has a boyfriend! Why is she even comparing the way he holds hands with the way Spike does? Then again, lately, with Spike hanging around a lot Buffy had found herself comparing the two quite a lot.
Their height was an easy one. She didn’t need to get neck cramps from looking up at Spike. He was just the right height. Enough for her to just barely stand on her tippy-toes to kiss. With Riley, she had to practically jump if he didn’t bend down enough.
Then there was their size. Riley was very muscular. When she squeezed his arm, it wasn’t exactly his arm. It was his muscle. And he always flexed whenever he got the chance. A lot of girls paid attention to his muscles and asked if he worked out. Much to Buffy’s annoyance, he answered their questions. Spike was muscular, but nowhere near Riley. Then again, he was a vampire. He was lean, perfectly so. He had a hidden power. One that could make you tingle in a good and bad way.
Plus she could get her arms all the way around him without trying.
Then there was their other size. She had never expected Spike to be so big. I mean, yeah she expected him to be big. With the whole engagement thing, he let her feel him through his jeans. Feeling that was big. But seeing it was completely different. He was thicker than Riley…and actually longer. Much longer.
Buffy hadn’t realized she was blushing while thinking this over until Spike said something. “Ohh, what’s the naughty Slayer thinkin’?” he asked.
Buffy blushed harder. “Nothing.” She said, ducking her head.
Spike stopped and pulled her to him. “Liar. You’re thinkin’ naughty thoughts without sharin’. That’s not right.” Spike said. Buffy gave him a look. He smirked.
“Forget it. I wasn’t thinking anything. And even if I did it was nothing…naughty.” Buffy said, blushing harder still.
Spike grinned. “Kitten, there are only two reasons why you blush. You’re either embarrassed or bein’ naughty. A blush this bad…means naughty. So what were you thinkin’?”
Buffy looked away from him and bit her lip. “I-it’s nothing. Just something stupid.” Buffy said.
“It’s never stupid if it’s naughty.” Spike said.
New word in the ‘I Hate It When Spike Says This’ dictionary. Naughty. Buffy thought.
“I-I was thinking how…you were able to…uh. That is when we were…you know…and how you were able to…you know.”
Spike raised an eyebrow. “Okay, ‘m sure that wasn’ any language.”
Buffy huffed. “How you were able to rock my damn socks off with sex.” Buffy said, angry now.
Spike grinned. “And ‘m guessin’ you were comparin’ it to Captain Cardboard.”
Buffy crossed her arms. Spike chuckled. “Pet, if you noticed I wasn’ the only one ‘rockin’ socks’. In my entire existence, no one has ever made me come like that and pass out.” Spike said.
Buffy’s blush deepened, but she looked at him. “R-really?” she asked.
“Hell yes. You’ve got a lot in you, Slayer. You just need to learn to let go,” Spike said. Buffy just looked at him. They stared at each other for a few minutes then Spike grinned. “Come on, the poof’s place is across the street.”
Buffy spun around. She had no clue they were walking that long. “He owns a hotel?!” Buffy asked. Spike grinned. Buffy started off, but realized Spike wasn’t behind her. She stopped and turned around. Spike was looking at the building.
There was only one reason why Spike didn’t want to go in there. And that was because he didn’t want to see the moon eyes between those two. Spike knew that Buffy still loved Angel even as she was with Riley. But he also knew that there was a chance of her leaving Riley for him…but not if Angel was brought into the picture.
“God, stop being such a baby!”
Spike snapped out of it. Buffy grabbed his hand and dragged him across the street. Buffy came in through the door and yanked Spike in. “Hello?! Is anyone here!?” Buffy called.
Next part here.
Title: Rat Problem
Rating: Hard R(PG-13 at some points)
Author: spangelsbitch
Pairing: Buffy/Spike
Warning: language, naughty coffin sex(sort of), biting(yay) and Riley
Disclaimer: I unfortunately own nothing remotely related to Joss' work. Althought I really wish I did.
Summary: Buffy only had a small mission to do. Take pictures and report back to Giles. But of course, when a certain sexy blond vampire tags along...things don't always work out for the best...or do they? (I know cheesy summary)
A/N: This is only partially beta'd. I may not get the rest beta'd(unless someone volunteers)
Last time:
Oddly enough his hand felt better than Riley’s. Although his was slightly cooler than hers…his hand wasn’t so large. She didn’t feel like his hand ate hers. If that even makes sense.
God she shouldn’t be thinking this. She has a boyfriend! Why is she even comparing the way he holds hands with the way Spike does? Then again, lately, with Spike hanging around a lot Buffy had found herself comparing the two quite a lot.
Their height was an easy one. She didn’t need to get neck cramps from looking up at Spike. He was just the right height. Enough for her to just barely stand on her tippy-toes to kiss. With Riley, she had to practically jump if he didn’t bend down enough.
Then there was their size. Riley was very muscular. When she squeezed his arm, it wasn’t exactly his arm. It was his muscle. And he always flexed whenever he got the chance. A lot of girls paid attention to his muscles and asked if he worked out. Much to Buffy’s annoyance, he answered their questions. Spike was muscular, but nowhere near Riley. Then again, he was a vampire. He was lean, perfectly so. He had a hidden power. One that could make you tingle in a good and bad way.
Plus she could get her arms all the way around him without trying.
Then there was their other size. She had never expected Spike to be so big. I mean, yeah she expected him to be big. With the whole engagement thing, he let her feel him through his jeans. Feeling that was big. But seeing it was completely different. He was thicker than Riley…and actually longer. Much longer.
Buffy hadn’t realized she was blushing while thinking this over until Spike said something. “Ohh, what’s the naughty Slayer thinkin’?” he asked.
Buffy blushed harder. “Nothing.” She said, ducking her head.
Spike stopped and pulled her to him. “Liar. You’re thinkin’ naughty thoughts without sharin’. That’s not right.” Spike said. Buffy gave him a look. He smirked.
“Forget it. I wasn’t thinking anything. And even if I did it was nothing…naughty.” Buffy said, blushing harder still.
Spike grinned. “Kitten, there are only two reasons why you blush. You’re either embarrassed or bein’ naughty. A blush this bad…means naughty. So what were you thinkin’?”
Buffy looked away from him and bit her lip. “I-it’s nothing. Just something stupid.” Buffy said.
“It’s never stupid if it’s naughty.” Spike said.
New word in the ‘I Hate It When Spike Says This’ dictionary. Naughty. Buffy thought.
“I-I was thinking how…you were able to…uh. That is when we were…you know…and how you were able to…you know.”
Spike raised an eyebrow. “Okay, ‘m sure that wasn’ any language.”
Buffy huffed. “How you were able to rock my damn socks off with sex.” Buffy said, angry now.
Spike grinned. “And ‘m guessin’ you were comparin’ it to Captain Cardboard.”
Buffy crossed her arms. Spike chuckled. “Pet, if you noticed I wasn’ the only one ‘rockin’ socks’. In my entire existence, no one has ever made me come like that and pass out.” Spike said.
Buffy’s blush deepened, but she looked at him. “R-really?” she asked.
“Hell yes. You’ve got a lot in you, Slayer. You just need to learn to let go,” Spike said. Buffy just looked at him. They stared at each other for a few minutes then Spike grinned. “Come on, the poof’s place is across the street.”
Buffy spun around. She had no clue they were walking that long. “He owns a hotel?!” Buffy asked. Spike grinned. Buffy started off, but realized Spike wasn’t behind her. She stopped and turned around. Spike was looking at the building.
There was only one reason why Spike didn’t want to go in there. And that was because he didn’t want to see the moon eyes between those two. Spike knew that Buffy still loved Angel even as she was with Riley. But he also knew that there was a chance of her leaving Riley for him…but not if Angel was brought into the picture.
“God, stop being such a baby!”
Spike snapped out of it. Buffy grabbed his hand and dragged him across the street. Buffy came in through the door and yanked Spike in. “Hello?! Is anyone here!?” Buffy called.
Next part here.