A/N Hey Guys Sorry for not updating in so long. I hope you enjoy this chapter. I am sure you will if you like Spuffy. Thanks Spikelicious for being a great beta.

For the next few days everything was back to normal. Well as normal as you could get on the Hellmouth. The Scoobies were busy with research on getting Drusilla well. Her health was deteriorating; Spike and Angel couldn't just let her die. Buffy had never been so happy in her entire life. It was ironic; that her mortal enemy would be the reason. Spike and Buffy spent every night together patrolling. They couldn't keep their hands off each other; but he didn't pressure her for more. Spike wanted her first time to be special. He called Buffy and told her that he had a surprise and for her to wear something pretty

"Wills, what am gonna to wear?" Buffy asked her best friend, while going through all the clothes she owned.

"What about that?" Willow asked, pointing towards a dark blue blouse.

"No, that's not special enough. "the blonde said, biting her lip.

"Oh, this is perfect," she said, picking up a blood red blouse.

"What was wrong with the blue one?" Willow asked confused.

"Red next to black is Spike's favorite color," Buffy explained, while getting her black mini skirt out of her drawer.

Willow nodded her head understanding.

A few minutes later the slayer came out of the bathroom dressed finishing up her lip stick with a shiny rose color.

"Buffy you look great!" Willow said smiling.

"Thanks," she said, brushing her blonde hair.

Suddenly the doorbell rang.

""I'll go get it!" Willow exclaimed.

Spike stood nervously waiting for the door to open.

"There's nothing to be worried about you bloody wanker. It's bad enough you are drinking pig's blood. I'm turning into the poof." his inner voice kept repeating.

Buffy had explained to him that she couldn't let him still kill. All she had to do was stick out that pouty lip and the bleached vampire would do anything she asked.

"Spike! Come on in Buffy is about ready," Willow said.

"You look nice," she said. He was wearing his usual attire. He had opted for a Blue t shirt and jeans knowing how Buffy would like it bringing out his eyes.

Buffy walked down the stairs smiling. Spike was mesmerized. The red blouse was a nice contrast to her tan skin. Golden hair swayed as she came closer.

"Hey," she said quietly.

"Hey luv. You look beautiful," the bleached vampire said, taking her hand.

"Thanks, so do you," she said shyly.

"Well you two have a good time," Willow said, noticing how neither could stop staring at each other.

"Shall we?" Spike asked.

Buffy nodded and followed him out the door saying goodbye to Willow.

"So what's the surprise?" the blonde asked expectantly.

"I'm not gonna tell you pet. It's a surprise," he said.

"Oh, I can't wait!" she whined.

"Don't pout. Besides we are almost there," he said trying not to laugh. She really was cute when she didn't get her way.

"How about just a little hint?" she begged and sure enough, jutted out that lip.

"No, and we're here," Spike said, turning into the driveway of a white two story house.

"Surprise!" he exclaimed, looking at Buffy for her reaction.

"It's a house," she said bluntly.

"Yes, I bought a house for us," the bleached vampire said, opening her door.

"For us?" the blonde asked smiling.

"Well, I figured you would rather me not live in an old crypt" he trailed off

"Oh, so it's just for you," Buffy said dejectedly.

"Well, I didn't think your mother would let you move in with me yet," Spike said smirking.

They walked up the sidewalk holding hands.

Buffy couldn't help but think of how lucky she was to have such a wonderful guy.

"What are you smiling about?" he asked, opening the front door.

"You," she said, giving him a soft kiss on the lips.

They walked into the house. Buffy couldn't believe her eyes. The living room was already decorated.

"So you like?" Spike asked gauging for her reaction.

"It's nice. You really have a thing for black," she said sitting on the black leather couch. Her eyes roamed the room and saw a huge fireplace. The walls were white to her surprise.

"Well, I'm the Big Bad."

"Right, and what does that make me?" the slayer asked coyly.

He didn't answer instead pulling her into a ferocious kiss. She threaded her fingers through his bleached locks and pulled him on top of her. Spike pulled his lips away making her whimper at the loss of contact.

"I want to show you my favorite room," he said pulling her up.

"I wonder what that could be," Buffy asked, falling in step with him.

Buffy and Spike hadn't made it out of the living room.

He kissed down her neck, as she ran her hands under his shirt to feel his muscular chest and back into a wall.

"I don't think we are gonna make to your favorite room," Buffy said, smashing her lips into his, as he lifted her against the wall. Their hands were everywhere pulling at each other's clothes.

The bleached vampire suddenly picked her up. Making the slayer yelp.

"Spike put me down," she said, halfheartedly

He didn't listen and carried her to the bedroom.

"So this is your favorite room?" she asked, as he put her down.

"Yes pet," Spike answered, walking towards the king size bed, which was covered in black silk sheets.

He was lounging on the bed with his hands behind his head and looking at her adoringly.

"Luv, aren't you going to join me?" he asked, gesturing toward the bed.

Buffy climbed on and smiled. Spike pulled her to him giving her a deep kiss while his hands ran up and down her arms and finally settled on her waist. She ran her hands through his soft bleached locks nibbling on his bottom lip.

He pulled away and stared into her green eyes. "Buffy are you sure?" Spike asked sincerely.

"I love you and I'm ready. I have wanted this ever since we got back. I had these erotic dreams," she trailed off.

"Really?" he asked, smirking.

"Really. I want you," she said huskily, while nibbling on his ear.

Spike began unbuttoning her blouse. Buffy took it off and he threw the garment on the floor. She motioned for him to do the same and soon all their clothes were in a pile on the floor.

Spike unclasped her bra and took one rosy nipple into his mouth as Buffy writhed under him on the bed. She moaned his name getting wetter by the second.

"Please, I want you inside me!"

He moved up to her lips and kissed her as he slowly entered her. He took his time letting her get used to him. Tears were in her eyes and Spike kissed her cheeks, murmuring that it would be alright. Soon the pain subsided and Buffy felt the most amazing pleasure coursing through her body. She started moving her hips and he knew she was ok. They slowly met each other's thrusts.

"Buffy, Oh God, you're so bloody tight!"

Soon the passion grew and they came, screaming each other's names.

A/N Ok this is the end for now but I may write a sequel later. Thanks for all of the Great feedback. The reason why I am not doing a sequel right now is because I just started another story based in Season 3 called Sex with My Mortal Enemy. So check it out I am sure you won't be disappointed.


Jaime Bee