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Buffy broke away, breathless. �We can�t, not now,� she whispered. �There�s a houseful of people.�

He nibbles her ear. �You know, the second that I walk in the Bronze I�m going to get hard,� he said matter of factly. �Just thinking about the last time we were there. What a naughty girl you were, fucking me right there on the dance floor.� His breath hitched and his hand slipped under her skirt. �Strike that. I�m already there.� She felt his erection pressed against her.

�Let�s go to my room,� she said breathily.

�Can�t, Tara�s there,� he said.

�Bathroom?� Buffy suggested.

�Cordelia,� he replied, as he gently nipped at her neck.

�Basement?� she said hopefully.

Spike picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, running down the stairs. �Shall we break in Angel�s bed or Cordelia�s?� he asked as they reached the last step.

�Neither,� said Buffy. �That�s just gross.�

�Neither of them are using them for anything fun, � said Spike with a grin. �Really, it would be doing them a favor. We�d be testing the mattress for quality and endurance.�

�You�ll just have to test your endurance over there,� said Buffy, pointing to the wall where the washer and dryer were.

�Against the wall? We�d bring the house down again,� said Spike. �And we want to keep living here, right?�

�I have an idea,� said Buffy. Several minutes later, Buffy lay on a twin size air mattress covered with a Barbie sleeping bag. They were wedged in a corner between some boxes and the staircase.

Spike looked down at her. �I can�t believe that I�m saying this, but I�m not really in the mood anymore. Moving boxes, pumping up the mattress. Kind of ruined the moment, love.�

Buffy pulled off her skirt, showing a garter belt and sheer white stockings. She took off her blouse, and revealed a creamy satin bra.

�I�m good,� said Spike, unbuckling his belt and kicking off his pants. He pounced on her, ripping off her panties. �This is a different look for you,� he said, popping a clip on the garter belt.

Buffy grabbed his hand. �I kind of thought we might do it with them on,� she said. �I could wrap my legs around you while you fucked me,� she said in a low voice, biting his earlobe. �It would feel so silky, so smooth, sliding against your skin.� She stared deeply into his eyes.

He returned her gaze and swallowed. �Works for me,� he said weakly. He refastened her button, fumbling a little before he got it right. She slid her foot up the inside of his leg. He shut his eyes, biting his lip.

�You like that, don�t you?� she asked. He thrust against her, showing her exactly how much. She grabbed his ass in both hands, guiding him inside her. He nipped and bit at her collarbone as he moved in and out of her warmth. �I love the way you feel,� she whispered, wrapping her legs around him. He pulled up his head, kissing her thoroughly. She pushed his chest, pulling him away slightly. He looked down at her, confused. She slid her right leg up, pulling it over his shoulder, and then her left. He rocked forward slightly, and she gasped.

�Am I hurting you, love?� he said, concerned.

�Don�t stop,� she said, � you�re so deep inside me.� She closed her hands around his wrists.

He moved cautiously within her, fearful of hurting her. As her response became more and more avid, he moved faster within her. Her color heightened, her head thrashed from side to side as she scratched him with her nails. �I�m coming, I�m coming, come for me,� she moaned, arching in climax.

�Buffy, I love you,� he said brokenly, following her into bliss.

Upstairs, in Buffy�s room, Tara tried on her outfit. She looked in the mirror critically, turning from side to side.

�Are you going somewhere special tonight?� asked Cordelia from the doorway. She looked relaxed and flushed, a terry turban on her head matching the robe she wore.

�We all are. It�s kind of a study buddy field trip. All hands on deck.� She turned, smiling at Cordy. �So you�d better go get ready.�

�Where are we going?� asked Cordy, her eyes bright. �Someplace dressy?�

�Yep, and you�ll need to wear shoes you can move in,� said Tara.

Cordelia gave the witch an appraising glance. �You look really nice, Tara.�

The girl�s face lit up. �Really?�

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