You’re Everywhere: Part 1
Buffy stood in the airport waiting room watching the people file out of customs. Willow’s plane had been an hour late, but it had finally landed, and now Buffy was waiting anxiously to see her best friend who had been gone for almost three months.
Willow appeared from customs struggling to carry her luggage, which consisted of two suitcases, a shoulder bag, and a backpack. When Willow saw Buffy, she dropped her stuff, and rushed over to her.
“Buffy,” Willow squealed as she was engulfed in an enormous hug.
“Hey Will, how was the mother country?”
Willow pulled away, and began gushing about her trip. “Oh Buffy, it was great. England’s so beautiful, and they have such great magic shops. I found this really great spell book that I’m dying to try out some of the spells with Tara.”
Buffy smiled at her friend’s obvious joy, and replied, “That’s great Will.”
The girls walked over to Willow’s luggage, and Willow asked, “So what did you do all summer?”
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Buffy, and Spike were sitting in the back of the almost empty theatre. The other two people present in the theatre were sitting near the front. The lights went down, and the previews started rolling on the screen.
Spike looked over at Buffy in the dark. The light from the screen flashed on her face, causing it to be illuminated with an eerie glow. Buffy could feel Spike’s eyes on her, and she turned to look at him.
“What?” she asked.
Spike paused for only a moment before he pulled her into a kiss. His fingers wound themselves into her hair, as the kiss quickly heated up. Buffy rested her hands on his chest as she tried to stay in control. Finally, Buffy pulled away, and said breathlessly, “The movie’s starting.”
“So,” Spike answered before kissing her again.
Spike’s hand drifted from her hair down her neck, and over her breasts to her stomach. His hand quickly made it’s way up under her shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and he caressed her naked breasts. Spike kissed down her throat, and sucked at the soft flesh of her neck.
“I thought you wanted to see this movie,” Buffy sighed, and her voice hitched up at the end as Spike captured her nipple between his fingers.
Spike whispered in her ear, “Not really.”
Spike captured her mouth in another kiss as he hands continued to work on her breasts. Buffy could feel the burning heat that Spike always elicited in her, and knew it was useless to protest, not that she really wanted to. She moved her hands down his chest to his lap where she caressed him through his jeans. Spike growled pleasurably, as he became instantly hard.
In one quick motion, Spike had Buffy straddled on his lap. He ground his erection against her, and attacked her mouth more viscously letting her know exactly what his intentions were.
Buffy already knew his intentions. She pressed her body down on him, and rocked her hips against the bulge in his pants. She desperately needed to relieve the tension building between her legs. Spike had this way of making her whole body burn, and she needed him to cool it off.
Spike ran his hand up her thigh, and under her skirt. He quickly ripped her panties away, and buried his fingers inside of her. Buffy bucked her body against them as they moved in, and out of her at a furious pace. She dug her fingers deeply into his shoulders trying to remain silent as the pleasure built inside of her, and threatened to release in a loud explosion.
Spike buried his head in her neck again nipping her skin with his teeth just hard enough to break the skin. He licked the tiny trails of blood as he continued to bring Buffy closer, and closer to her release. Buffy bit down hard on her lip as her body began shaking from the orgasm that rippled through her. She let out a small gasp, and Spike seized her mouth in a kiss to quiet her.
As Buffy started to calm down, she fumbled with the buttons of his jeans needing him to be inside of her. Finally, she got them undone, and freed him. Almost instantly, Spike was inside of her.
Buffy moved up, and down on his lap as his fingers dug into her hips. She bit down hard on Spike’s shoulder fighting the urge to scream his name for the all the pleasure he elicited from her.
Buffy could hear Spike cursing quietly as he struggled to remain reasonably quiet, as his senses were all but gone. She arched backwards allowing Spike to thrust deeper inside of her, and that was all it took for Spike to lose it.
“Bloody Hell,” he shouted as he came.