Death May Bring Love: 3
by Spikes Queen
A few days later, Buffy walked into her hotel room. “Honey, I’m home,” she said, with a smile.

Spike emerged from the bathroom. “How was your walk?” He teased.

“Lonely. Why didn’t you come?” She pouted.

“Sorry, pet. didn’t feel right this morning,” Spike said, running his hand through his hair.

“You okay?” Buffy asked, sitting on the couch.

“Yeah,” he said, sitting next to her. “You alright, Luv?”

Buffy snuggled against him. “I miss her,” she said.

“I know. I miss her too,” Spike said, stroking her hair. ‘When do you want to go home?”

“Tomorrow night,” Buffy said, sighing. “It’s easier to pull my mind together away from Sunnydale. I do wanna go home and say my final goodbyes.”

Spike ran his hand through her hair. “I know the feeling,” he whispered.

“Spike, I have to clean the house of Mom and Dawn’s things. You wanna help? I don’t think I could do I myself,” she said, tilting her head back to look at him.

Spike smiled. “What are you gunna do with the two empty rooms?” He asked.

“Well I was thinking I could move into Mom’s room…” Buffy looked down and blushed. ‘I was wondering if you could… you know… move in? I mean I know it’ll be a big adjustment, but I really want you around.”

Spike shifted and put his finger under her chin to lift her gaze. “If you really want me too, I will,” Spike said, softly.

Buffy smiled and shifted. “Spike,” she said, softly.

“What?” He asked.

Buffy stood up and held out her hand. “Come on,” she said, gently.

With a raised eyebrow, Spike slid his cool hand into her warm one.

Buffy led Spike to the bedroom and sat beside him on the bed. “Spike, I’ve enjoyed us being together away from everyone. This is our last night of privacy before we have to go back to the gang there’s some stuff I have to tell you.”

Spike looked at her with a steady blue gaze. “Go ahead,” he said, gently.

“Ever since we left Sunnydale, things have been less complicated and less hard. The fist couple of days, I’ll admit, tore me apart. You didn’t try to tell me that things were gunna be okay and I was grateful to get my frustrations out,” she said, leaning against him. “We were not good friends before I knew I could trust you. Now we are and possibly more. I just don’t want you to leave because I’m a stubborn bitch and I make you crazy. you are the only good thing that’s keeping me here.” She looked up at him. “Think you can put up with me no matter what?”

Spike’s eyes pierced hers. “Buffy, I’m not leaving. Not ever. Promise,” he whispered.

“Good, ‘cause I need you,” she whispered.

“I know you do, Pet,” he said, running his hand over her back.

Buffy raised her head and gazed at him. “Spike,” she whispered.

Spike looked down at her. “Yeah?”

Buffy brought her hand up to his cheek and leaned up to kiss him softly.

Spike kissed her back and licked her lips as he wound his fingers into her hair.

Buffy parted her lips and met his tongue with hers. Slowly, she pushed him on to the bed and crawled on top of him. “Spike,” she panted.

“Pet, what are you doing?” He asked.

Buffy leaned down and kissed him again. Her hand undid his belt buckle and she pulled his shirt from his pants. Her hands traveled under his shirt and she explored his torso.

Spike gently pushed her away. “You okay? Cuz you have to be sure that you want this,” he said,
searching her eyes.

Buffy stroked his sharp cheekbones. “Spike, I’m sure. Make love to me,” she
whispered.

Spike kissed her again and his hands traveled under her shirt. His nimble fingers unclasped her bra and his hands explored her breasts.

Buffy moaned into his mouth at the contact. She reluctantly tore her lips from his to pull his shirt over his head.

Spike lifted her shirt over her head and slipped her bra off before Buffy was kissing him again.

A few hours later, Buffy was laying on Spike, breathing heavily.

Spike was rubbing his hands over her back, drawing patterns in her skin. “You okay, Luv?”

Buffy propped up a little. “Yeah, I am.” She gently stroked his cheek. “I love you.”

Spike’s eyes widened. “You what?”

Buffy’s eyes filled with unshed tears. “I love you,” she said, a little louder. “I mean, I understand, if that scares you off, but I wanted you to know.”

Spike smiled and kissed her softly. “I love you too, Pet,” he said, wiping her tears.

Buffy smiled through her tears and kissed him softly.

Spike pulled her closer to him and devoured her mouth.


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