Disclaimer: Not mine. Not yours. No ones :( Except for Joss, that is.
A/N: This is my first baby (as for fic) so try to be sweethearts :) Thanks Antti for beta-ing! Kisses, Ally.
Summary: Buffy Summers is a young, beautiful, strong and... blind woman. She lost her eyesight three years ago and now she lives with what she has left. One day she meets William 'Spike' Walthrop and only then Buffy starts to understand what she has and what she wants.
Chapter twenty-seven
It was around eight when Buffy finally finished working. Spike picked her up, as promised, so they went to his place right from Buffy's work. She was excited. Little butterflies were playing in her stomach already. Buffy didn't know what to expect from this night. Well, ok, she did know *what* to expect, but still it didn't make her feel less nervous.
"We're here, luv." Spike said stepping out of the car and then walking to Buffy's side to open the door for her.
"Good." The blond woman said stepping out of the car as well. Spike took her hand and led Buffy to the house.
First thing, Buffy heard walking in was the soft music playing. She smiled to herself and looked to the direction Spike was. "Have anything planned?" She asked playfully.
The bleached blond froze not caching the playfulness in Buffy's voice. Had he misunderstood the signs Buffy had sent him? Did she not want him as he wanted her?
Buffy sensed the discomfort in Spike and reached up to press a kiss on his cheek, though, she did miss a little and pressed a kiss against his nose more than the cheek.
"I'm kidding, Spike. Stop being such a baby and lead us to the living room." With that, Buffy started to move to the side she thought the living room was.
"Sorry, you just have a talent to make me lose my mind." Spike responded grinning and followed his girlfriend. And, yes, he liked the sound of that a lot. "You want to eat or drink something, pet?"
Buffy sat down on the couch. "Red wine would be nice." She said taking off her shoes.
"Ok, be right back." With that, Spike went to kitchen to get some wine. When he came back to the living room Buffy was already snuggled on the couch. "Here, luv." He said placing the glass of wine in her hand.
"Thanks." Buffy said smiling and moved a little so Spike could snuggle beside her. As he did so, she leaned against him, placing her head on his shoulder. "I like this." Buffy admitted taking a sip from her wine.
"Me too, baby, me too." Spike said inhaling the aroma of Buffy's hair.
"Can you put this somewhere?" The girl asked handing Spike her glass.
"Sure." He put both, his and Buffy's, glasses on the table near by and turned back to the girl against him. "Anything else, luv?"
"Kiss me?" She asked innocently, but with a lightly grin on her face.
"As you wish." Also grinning, Spike said and pressed his lips on Buffy's. His tongue lightly licked Buffy's lips from the wine before entering her mouth.
"You taste like wine." Buffy whispered finally breaking the kiss.
"But you taste like the sweetest ambrosia, luv." Spike whispered back. That made Buffy smile even more. She would never get tired of the compliments Spike could tell her.
"Wanna move upstairs?" Buffy asked still being so close to Spike's face that she could feel his breath on her lips.
"You're sure?" Spike asked watching the peaceful expression on Buffy's face.
"Yeah..." She whispered lightly. "But you do want this too, don't you?" Buffy asked a bit insecurely. All Spike could do was snort.
"Want this? I don't think I have ever wanted anything or anyone else more than I want you now, Buffy." He said standing up and looking down at the fragile girl on the couch. "Come, luv." Spike said picking Buffy up in his hands. The girl yelped from surprise.
""Gone with the winds" much?" She asked giggling. It really wasn't like she minded.
"I'm no bloody Rhett Butler, pet!" Spike said walking up the stairs. Buffy just giggled again.
Walking in the bedroom Spike put Buffy on the bed and sat right beside her, placing a kiss on her cheek.
Buffy inhaled the air deeply. She could smell light vanilla and honey mix. It made the shivers go down her spin. But there was something else in it. The aroma was making her wet!
"Where does this aroma come from?" She asked slowly turning to Spike. He grinned from ear to ear.
"Aromatic essence." Spike answered slowly leaning closer to Buffy. With his right hand he smoothed on of the blond looks away from her face. Leaving his hand on Buffy's cheek. "You like it?"
"I-it's nice. Very sweet." She whispered leaning at his hand and enjoying his touch. Spike's hand slowly left Buffy's cheek and moved to stroke her back. His touch made Buffy become even wetter than she already was. Slowly Spike leaned and placed a soft kiss at Buffy's cheek, then moved down to her neck. Buffy moaned lightly when Spike's warm lips touched her shoulder. *Right choice of tank top, Buff!* She thought to her self. That pretty much covered Spike's thoughts too.
Spike's left hand slowly slipped over the right side of Buffy's waist and gently moved down, over her skirts, to her naked leg. Spike locked his lips with Buffy's in a passionately kiss. While Spike's tongue slid in Buffy's mouth his hand kept moving under her skirts. Slowly he moved it back to her waist, enjoying her naked skin against his gentle touch.
Buffy moaned loudly when Spike's right hand, that before was stroking her back, now found its way under the tank top Buffy was wearing. *No bra.* Spike smirked and thought to himself as his hand reached the place where bra strap should have been. One of Buffy's hands glided under Spike's t- shirt and caressed his right nipple. He groaned lightly and let his left hand run up her right tight. *More to left.* Buffy moaned in her head. *A little more to left.*
The hand Spike had slid under Buffy's tank top now slowly started to knead her left nipple. It had grown hard, that way showing a reaction at Spike's touches. Buffy's breath became more aggravated and with her free hand she started to move Spike's t-shirt up. Gently Spike broke the kiss, so Buffy could take his shirt off. He watched her face, Buffy's eyes were closed and she obviously was enjoying what Spike's hands were doing to her, as well as enjoying what her own hands were doing to him. Now, when Spike's shirt was off, both Buffy's hands started to stroke Spike's chest. Leaning in to kiss her Spike started to pull Buffy's tank top off. Breaking the kiss again, Buffy pulled the top over her head. That let Spike looking at her two perfectly sculptured breasts. The candlelight made her skin have a lightly glow. Spike grew even harder if that was even possible.
Buffy leaned closer to Spike, pressing her now bare breasts at his chest. Her action made both of them lay down. Spike's hand, that all the time had been stroking Buffy's tight now moved at her soaking panties. She moaned loudly at his action.
Now being on top of Spike, while one of his hands was playing with her nipple but other one slowly finding its way in Buffy's panties, she started undoing Spike's pants. Opening the zipper she slid her hand in his pant. *No underwear.* Buffy grinned in the kiss. Spike groaned loudly when Buffy's little, warm hand grasped his cock.
Cut for the rating...
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A/N: Well, there you go, sweets. Sorry no NC-17 stuff allowed on ff.net , BUT there is NC-17 stuff for this fic in my site and other places I post this story (like Spuffy Realm, Blondie Bear a.o.). I'll try to get next chapter soon, I'm just really busy :(
Kisses, Ally.
A/N: This is my first baby (as for fic) so try to be sweethearts :) Thanks Antti for beta-ing! Kisses, Ally.
Summary: Buffy Summers is a young, beautiful, strong and... blind woman. She lost her eyesight three years ago and now she lives with what she has left. One day she meets William 'Spike' Walthrop and only then Buffy starts to understand what she has and what she wants.
Chapter twenty-seven
It was around eight when Buffy finally finished working. Spike picked her up, as promised, so they went to his place right from Buffy's work. She was excited. Little butterflies were playing in her stomach already. Buffy didn't know what to expect from this night. Well, ok, she did know *what* to expect, but still it didn't make her feel less nervous.
"We're here, luv." Spike said stepping out of the car and then walking to Buffy's side to open the door for her.
"Good." The blond woman said stepping out of the car as well. Spike took her hand and led Buffy to the house.
First thing, Buffy heard walking in was the soft music playing. She smiled to herself and looked to the direction Spike was. "Have anything planned?" She asked playfully.
The bleached blond froze not caching the playfulness in Buffy's voice. Had he misunderstood the signs Buffy had sent him? Did she not want him as he wanted her?
Buffy sensed the discomfort in Spike and reached up to press a kiss on his cheek, though, she did miss a little and pressed a kiss against his nose more than the cheek.
"I'm kidding, Spike. Stop being such a baby and lead us to the living room." With that, Buffy started to move to the side she thought the living room was.
"Sorry, you just have a talent to make me lose my mind." Spike responded grinning and followed his girlfriend. And, yes, he liked the sound of that a lot. "You want to eat or drink something, pet?"
Buffy sat down on the couch. "Red wine would be nice." She said taking off her shoes.
"Ok, be right back." With that, Spike went to kitchen to get some wine. When he came back to the living room Buffy was already snuggled on the couch. "Here, luv." He said placing the glass of wine in her hand.
"Thanks." Buffy said smiling and moved a little so Spike could snuggle beside her. As he did so, she leaned against him, placing her head on his shoulder. "I like this." Buffy admitted taking a sip from her wine.
"Me too, baby, me too." Spike said inhaling the aroma of Buffy's hair.
"Can you put this somewhere?" The girl asked handing Spike her glass.
"Sure." He put both, his and Buffy's, glasses on the table near by and turned back to the girl against him. "Anything else, luv?"
"Kiss me?" She asked innocently, but with a lightly grin on her face.
"As you wish." Also grinning, Spike said and pressed his lips on Buffy's. His tongue lightly licked Buffy's lips from the wine before entering her mouth.
"You taste like wine." Buffy whispered finally breaking the kiss.
"But you taste like the sweetest ambrosia, luv." Spike whispered back. That made Buffy smile even more. She would never get tired of the compliments Spike could tell her.
"Wanna move upstairs?" Buffy asked still being so close to Spike's face that she could feel his breath on her lips.
"You're sure?" Spike asked watching the peaceful expression on Buffy's face.
"Yeah..." She whispered lightly. "But you do want this too, don't you?" Buffy asked a bit insecurely. All Spike could do was snort.
"Want this? I don't think I have ever wanted anything or anyone else more than I want you now, Buffy." He said standing up and looking down at the fragile girl on the couch. "Come, luv." Spike said picking Buffy up in his hands. The girl yelped from surprise.
""Gone with the winds" much?" She asked giggling. It really wasn't like she minded.
"I'm no bloody Rhett Butler, pet!" Spike said walking up the stairs. Buffy just giggled again.
Walking in the bedroom Spike put Buffy on the bed and sat right beside her, placing a kiss on her cheek.
Buffy inhaled the air deeply. She could smell light vanilla and honey mix. It made the shivers go down her spin. But there was something else in it. The aroma was making her wet!
"Where does this aroma come from?" She asked slowly turning to Spike. He grinned from ear to ear.
"Aromatic essence." Spike answered slowly leaning closer to Buffy. With his right hand he smoothed on of the blond looks away from her face. Leaving his hand on Buffy's cheek. "You like it?"
"I-it's nice. Very sweet." She whispered leaning at his hand and enjoying his touch. Spike's hand slowly left Buffy's cheek and moved to stroke her back. His touch made Buffy become even wetter than she already was. Slowly Spike leaned and placed a soft kiss at Buffy's cheek, then moved down to her neck. Buffy moaned lightly when Spike's warm lips touched her shoulder. *Right choice of tank top, Buff!* She thought to her self. That pretty much covered Spike's thoughts too.
Spike's left hand slowly slipped over the right side of Buffy's waist and gently moved down, over her skirts, to her naked leg. Spike locked his lips with Buffy's in a passionately kiss. While Spike's tongue slid in Buffy's mouth his hand kept moving under her skirts. Slowly he moved it back to her waist, enjoying her naked skin against his gentle touch.
Buffy moaned loudly when Spike's right hand, that before was stroking her back, now found its way under the tank top Buffy was wearing. *No bra.* Spike smirked and thought to himself as his hand reached the place where bra strap should have been. One of Buffy's hands glided under Spike's t- shirt and caressed his right nipple. He groaned lightly and let his left hand run up her right tight. *More to left.* Buffy moaned in her head. *A little more to left.*
The hand Spike had slid under Buffy's tank top now slowly started to knead her left nipple. It had grown hard, that way showing a reaction at Spike's touches. Buffy's breath became more aggravated and with her free hand she started to move Spike's t-shirt up. Gently Spike broke the kiss, so Buffy could take his shirt off. He watched her face, Buffy's eyes were closed and she obviously was enjoying what Spike's hands were doing to her, as well as enjoying what her own hands were doing to him. Now, when Spike's shirt was off, both Buffy's hands started to stroke Spike's chest. Leaning in to kiss her Spike started to pull Buffy's tank top off. Breaking the kiss again, Buffy pulled the top over her head. That let Spike looking at her two perfectly sculptured breasts. The candlelight made her skin have a lightly glow. Spike grew even harder if that was even possible.
Buffy leaned closer to Spike, pressing her now bare breasts at his chest. Her action made both of them lay down. Spike's hand, that all the time had been stroking Buffy's tight now moved at her soaking panties. She moaned loudly at his action.
Now being on top of Spike, while one of his hands was playing with her nipple but other one slowly finding its way in Buffy's panties, she started undoing Spike's pants. Opening the zipper she slid her hand in his pant. *No underwear.* Buffy grinned in the kiss. Spike groaned loudly when Buffy's little, warm hand grasped his cock.
Cut for the rating...
***
A/N: Well, there you go, sweets. Sorry no NC-17 stuff allowed on ff.net , BUT there is NC-17 stuff for this fic in my site and other places I post this story (like Spuffy Realm, Blondie Bear a.o.). I'll try to get next chapter soon, I'm just really busy :(
Kisses, Ally.