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Fic: Reality

Title: Reality
Pairing: Buffy/Spike
Rating: NC-17
Setting: S6
Warnings: Just the sex.
Word count: 967 words
Summary: Sometimes the fantasy gets a little too real...

Author's note: I had the idea for this a while ago, and I've been playing around with it since. Finally, I think I have something presentable. Enjoy. :)



She couldn't believe this was happening. He'd been the only one there for her…after she'd come back from heaven. Spike. Spike, always willing to listen. To help. To do anything for her.

Anything.

He loved her so completely, and finally...finally, they were here. In his crypt. Tangled in his arms. Mouth on his, taking his love.

Dawn, the bills, her friends...none of it mattered. She could take care of it. She knew she could. Because he would help her.

Because he loved her.

They'd fallen onto the floor, still wrapped in each other. She wanted to show her appreciation. Show him how much she cared for him. Like he cared for her.

Her hand went to his jeans. Fumbled with the belt buckle and pulled the zipper. Spike groaned. Buffy looked down.

Not that big. Strange. She'd thought he would be, somehow. But...well...it was cute. Okay, so Riley had been bigger. So had Parker. But what did they say? Size doesn't matter? She was sure Spike knew how to use it.

She smiled at him as he looked at her in wonder.

He wasn't quite hard yet. So she shifted down. He kicked off his jeans, lifting himself up to strip his shirt off, too. Her mouth was on his cock by that time. She could take him all in. Benefit of the small size. His hands jumped around her body, not sure where to land. And she licked. She licked and sucked, and she felt him grow firmer. A bit thicker.

He tugged at her.

"Wanna see you, Buffy," he said. His eyes were dark with desire.

She obliged. Sitting up, she lifted her shirt over her head and off. Unhooked her bra and tossed it to the side. Her pants were next. Completely naked before him. Giving herself to him.

He crawled to her. Spread her legs. His head dipped down. Buffy's head went back. Touched the floor.

His tongue was lapping at her. He wasn't really hitting the right spot, though. Buffy shifted her hips forward, hoping to get him up to her clit, but he didn't seem to notice. She grew wetter but more frustrated. He wasn't even teasing her. He was just…doing it wrong.

Must be how Drusilla had liked it.

Didn't matter. She wanted him inside her. Making love to her. She wanted to be one with him. Give herself over completely. This was just warm-up, anyway.

She touched his head. "Spike," she said in a whisper. When he looked up, she laid back, inviting him with her eyes.

Spike sat up to position himself at her entrance. She was ready.

"Fuck," Spike said.

Buffy frowned.

"Sorry, pet." Spike was looking down. "Gone a bit...it's cold in here. Just a mo'."

Cold? Would that matter to a vampire?

Buffy watched as he jerked himself. The anticipation had settled to a muted level. She didn't want to laugh because he would think she was making fun of him. But she didn't want him to think she was getting angry or anything. She just waited.

He grunted. "Sorry, I just..."

"I'll get you ready," Buffy said.

He looked embarrassed, but he made no comment as Buffy reached forward. Again, took his cock in her mouth. Stroked his balls, and teased him with her tongue. Finally, he got hard again.

She smiled up at him. He pushed her back. He wasted no time entering her.

He laid on top of her, weight pressing her down. He didn't really fill her, but it was okay. That wasn't what this was about. It was about the emotions. It was about being with him. It was about sharing everything with him.

It wasn't about just fucking or getting some empty pleasure.

It was making love.

He grunted on top of her, pumping quickly.

After a few minutes, Buffy was getting a bit bored. She wondered about asking him to change positions. But he paused.

"Um..."

"What?"

He looked down at her. "I'm about to…you know."

"Oh." That wasn't long. "Okay, then." She smiled. "Come inside me, Spike."

He looked relieved at her response. He thrust a few more times and then exhaled sharply. Eyes closed as he came. Pure pleasure on his face.

Buffy waited as his hips stopped jerking and his eyes opened. He was breathing heavy.

Okay, so she wasn't really satisfied. But...not the point, right?

Spike rolled off her, and Buffy immediately curled up to his side. She wrapped an arm around him and kissed his neck.

"I love you," she said.

***

Spike's entire body jolted as he woke up.

What a fucking nightmare. In his post-dream panic, his first thought was to glance down. Right. His cock was as it should be: long and thick. Enough to make a horse jealous. And he knew damn well that he'd just managed to bring Buffy off five times in one hour earlier in the evening. So what the fuck was up with that horrifying dream about being a complete loser in the bedroom?

Spike sighed. Just a dream.

He looked around finally. On the floor of his crypt. Buffy'd been here when he'd fallen asleep. Right after an all-nighter of fucking. She'd screamed in pleasure then. The sound still rang in his ears. Evidence of the ecstasy he could give her. But she was gone. Long gone. The spot where she'd been wasn't even warm.

Of course. That's what she did. He'd nodded off just after they'd finished. She probably had just grabbed her stuff and gone. Surprised she didn't stop to punch him in the nose on the way out. That was the routine, after all.

Always coming to him. Always coming for him. Taking everything he offered and more and then leaving. Yeah, that was the routine.

He sighed. Just a dream.


Comments

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fangfaceandrea
Oct. 9th, 2009 08:50 pm (UTC)
well that, was uncomfortable. Poor Spike, his dream are worse than his reality, no respite for the guy.
gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 12:11 am (UTC)
Uncomfortable to write, too.

Glad you enjoyed it! :)
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gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 12:13 am (UTC)
Ack! You read a fic of mine! I know you're not a big fic-reader, so yay! :)

Oddly, it was originally gonna be a crack!fic making fun of the Spike as Sex God thing in fandom. Then I got it into my head to make it a dream, but it would be Buffy or Spike waking up in some post-NFA Spuffy bliss setting, and the ending would be the cliche tease of Spike about to prove his real prowess.

Then I opted to flip it upside down, take out the comedy, and make it a S6 dream. Because Buffy/Spike in S6? Always good for a thinker.
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gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 02:43 am (UTC)
Yep yep. Barb's a fav. And I'm actually in the middle of reading one of Herself's fics. :)

I like to think of the dream in this fic as Spike's emotional fantasy. He doesn't have much to offer Buffy sexually. He's not well-hung, he's not very good. He's a lousy partner, frankly. But that's not why she wants him. She wants him. She appreciates what he does for her, and she appreciates his love. And, yeah, Spike rebels against this when he wakes up because, hell, he puts a lot of stock in his Sex God status. But then he clues in to Buffy having left - again. And the nightmare takes a more poignant light.

*always willing to wax pretentious about my own fic :)*
brunettepet
Oct. 9th, 2009 09:54 pm (UTC)
That dream was a painful reminder that Spike knows he's not satisfying Buffy other than physically, and, ultimately, he's left wanting, too. Nice work.
gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 12:14 am (UTC)
Thanks! :)
rahirah
Oct. 9th, 2009 10:17 pm (UTC)
Somehow Spike manages to get the fuzzy end of the lollipop in any reality...
gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 12:15 am (UTC)
*pets Spike* My current plot bunnies are rough on him.
gillo
Oct. 9th, 2009 10:31 pm (UTC)
Oh dear. Reality is cruel. Nightmares reversing the true experience neatly. Poor, poor Spike.
gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 12:16 am (UTC)
Thanks! I have to balance out the kinky wax action with a spot of angst now and then. ;)
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gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 12:16 am (UTC)
Thanks! :)
lavastar
Oct. 10th, 2009 12:21 am (UTC)
Awww! Poor Spikey. I should have known this was leading up to a dream - it's pretty much canon that Spike is a well-hung sex god of epicness. Hilarious and touching at the same time.
gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 02:44 am (UTC)
Oh, it's totally canon that Spike is a Sex God. And that he's generously sized. Yep. :)
ms_scarletibis
Oct. 10th, 2009 01:59 am (UTC)
Uncomfortable and then just...sad.

*pets Spike*

Well done.
gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 02:44 am (UTC)
Thanks. :)
larabeckinsale
Oct. 10th, 2009 02:30 am (UTC)
Ok, I laughed my a** off when reading this, it was just the exact opposite of what you read in all other fics. It was just a dream though, *fewww* poor Spike. I think maybe it wasn't so much a nightmare, maybe his inconcious desire to have Buffy loving him, no matter what.

Great fic!
gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 02:45 am (UTC)
Thanks! :)
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gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 02:45 am (UTC)
Thanks!

Okay, must go watch Intervention where Spike actually is a Sex God. :)
riccadonna
Oct. 10th, 2009 08:04 am (UTC)
I cannot but repeat what others have said: uncomfortable is the word. How tragic that there's really no best scenario between the two.
Please go back to kinky wax!
gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 06:49 pm (UTC)
*g* More kinky wax stories. Check. :)
stormwreath
Oct. 10th, 2009 01:40 pm (UTC)
So, uh, which part of the story was the dream and which was reality?
;-)

(Actually, I read your comment to shadowkat67 above. Really clever idea for a story!)
gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 06:50 pm (UTC)
Well, I know which one is reality for most people...

As far as which one's canon, that's obviously the latter. If we could only find some way to harness Spike's sexual energy, we could power entire countries...
slaymesoftly
Oct. 10th, 2009 02:01 pm (UTC)
I started out giggling at what seemed to be fanfic mocking, then ached for Spike when you turned it on its head and made it reflect his relationship with Buffy throughout those last two seasons. Well done.
gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 06:51 pm (UTC)
Thanks! *pets Spike*
sarian71
Oct. 10th, 2009 03:42 pm (UTC)
I liked this a lot! Hilarious (and I have to say, very refreshing) Spuffy fanfic sex scene mockage and heartbreaking S6 meta in one tight package.
gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 06:51 pm (UTC)
Thanks! :)
moscow_watcher
Oct. 10th, 2009 07:44 pm (UTC)
I love this paradoxal piece.
gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 09:01 pm (UTC)
Thanks. :)
louise39
Oct. 10th, 2009 08:55 pm (UTC)
Oh. Began as a joke, I thought. But then there was true desolation when his waking world was even worse.
The spot where she'd been wasn't even warm.

Nice change up.

gabrielleabelle
Oct. 10th, 2009 09:01 pm (UTC)
Thanks! :)
ladyofthelog
Oct. 11th, 2009 02:51 am (UTC)
Oh man. Like slaymesoftly, I started out replete with the lols and ended up with a sadface. Killer.
gabrielleabelle
Oct. 11th, 2009 05:10 am (UTC)
My work here is done. :)
jen_nsync_landl
Oct. 12th, 2009 07:45 pm (UTC)
*sigh* I'm in the middle of S6 re-watch so this hurts.
gabrielleabelle
Oct. 13th, 2009 02:04 am (UTC)
Yeah, I'm just about to start up on S6 in my rewatch. It's all doom and gloom from here.
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