Summary: Spike is Buffy's swimming coach. He has been hateful to her since day one, a fact that hurts her because she is in love with him. Little does she know that his behaviour only serves to hide his own feelings. Tragic circumstances bring them closer together.
Buffy giggled at the look on Spike’s face as he wrestled with the electronic door key. One of his hands was still tightly grasping hers and he refused to let go, even as he vainly swiped the card again and again. Finally the little light flashed green as the door swung open, and Spike turned to Buffy with a hungry look in his eyes. Sweeping her up completely in his arms, ignoring her squeal of surprise, Spike strode into the room and kicked the door shut behind him.
Buffy swatted his chest playfully. “Spike! What are you doing?”
He smirked at her and wiggled his eyebrows. “I’m carrying you off to my cave and never letting you go!”
She giggled. “Alright caveman, as long as there’s more than just a stone floor in there.”
He whispered huskily in her ear, “Oh, you bet. Its called a big, fluffy bed.”
Buffy suddenly seemed to tense in his arms slightly and Spike paused at the tension he felt running through her.
Sitting on the chaise lounge with her on his lap to take off her shoes, Spike asked concernedly, “Are you alright, kitten?”
She looked sheepishly up into his eyes. “Spike?”
“Yes, pet?”
“I just need to tell you, well…I’m not sure how to say… just don’t expect anything.”
Spike froze. Was this her way of saying she’d changed her mind?
“I don’t understand, sweetheart.”
She hid her face in the curve of his neck and murmured so that he could barely hear, “I’ve never really done, uh, this…before. So I’m not sure how good I’ll be for you.”
Spike was glad Buffy’s eyes were hidden so she couldn’t see his blinding grin. Keeping the smile out of his voice, he said, “But what about…the poofter, whose name I refuse to mention when you’re sitting on my lap?”
She giggled. “Riley?”
Spike growled and nipped her ear. “Yeah, him.”
“I already told you, I didn’t like him like that. I sorta only said I’d go out with him ’cos he was being so nice and you were…sort of not.”
“Are you telling me I drove you into that wanker’s arms and probably made you suffer through hours of gut-wrenchingly boring conversation?”
More giggles. “Yep. It was all your fault.”
He tilted her head up so that she was finally looking at him. “Buffy, there’s nothing you have to worry about. Just the fact that I’ll be experiencing it with you will make it more special than anything else. You feel the passion between us, don’t you?”
“Mmm hmm.”
“Well, it’ll be like that only a hundred times more intense.”
Her eyes widened. “Wow.”
“Yep. But this does change things a little. I think we might have a bath together first. Have you seen the amazing Jacuzzi in there?”
She frowned. “Why a bath?”
“It’ll just help you relax, loosen you up a little. You know there’s a bit of pain first, right honey?”
She nodded shyly. “Yeah, I, uh, I’ve heard.”
“Well, a bath will help with that a bit,” he smirked and lowered his voice sexily, “plus I’ve always wanted to see you get all wet.”
***
Buffy was sitting chest deep in the Jacuzzi letting the bubbles wash over her as she waited for Spike to do whatever he was doing in the living room. The water was so warm and soothing, her hair piled up on her head, that only the exciting thought of Spike coming back was keeping her awake. He had already spent what seemed like half an hour removing her dress sensually, then staring at her in the lingerie until she’d grown slightly nervous at his intent look. Noticing her awkwardness, he had reverentially removed the bra and thong, kissing the newly exposed skin and making her promise to wear them again for him when he had more time to appreciate her.
Eventually he strolled back into the room grinning widely.
She looked at him curiously. “What were you doing?”
“Oh, just a little order to room service. They’ll be dropping off some strawberries, cream and chocolate sauce soon.”
She watched him undressing with hungry eyes. “Oh, I’m sorry Spike, but I’m still so full from dinner. I don’t know if I’ll be able to eat any.”
He laughed loudly while climbing in the tub and settling Buffy in between his legs on the wide bench under the water. “God baby, you really are such an innocent little girl sometimes, you know?”
Buffy bristled angrily. “I’m not a little girl, Spike.”
He ran his hands soothingly up and down her arms. “I don’t mean it like that, sweetie. You’re so amazing. Sometimes you’re like a little vixen, and other times you surprise me with how innocent you really are.”
Slightly mollified, Buffy just mumbled, “Oh.”
“You see, my sweet,” he said as his hands dipped round to her front, starting to caress her breasts as he simultaneously nibbled at her neck, “the things I ordered from room service aren’t for us to eat. They’re for me to dribble on your naked body, over your skin flushed with desire,” he put his lips next to her ear and lowered his voice, “your nipples,” then moved to the other ear and whispered huskily, “your pussy.”
Buffy sucked in a breath quickly when she heard his naughty whispered words in her ears, clenching her hands down on his thighs that were spread either side of her own. He had never really talked dirty to her at all, and she found it unbearably exciting.
Spike continued whispering as his fingers lightly brushed down along her hips and thighs under the water. “I’m going to do things to your body that will make you scream, baby. You’ll see stars behind your eyes a hundred times before we’re finished. It’s gonna race through your veins,” he trailed a finger across her lower belly, “until you’re wet and wanting.”
Buffy leaned her head back on his shoulder and searched for his eyes. She found them and was immediately mesmerized by the intensity burning in them.
“I’m gonna make you come with my tongue,” he placed an open mouthed kiss on the side of her lips, “I’m gonna make you come with my fingers,” he slid a hand down and brushed a finger up her wet folds, “and then, when you think you can’t take anymore, you’re going to come on my cock,” he thrust his erection against her ass.
Buffy gasped out loud and Spike took the opportunity to push his tongue into her open mouth, groaning when she frantically kissed him back with more passion than he’d ever felt. Obviously he’d chosen the right words to get her completely worked up. He knew she was a passionate little creature who sometimes hid behind insecurities and nervousness, and he had tried to come up with things to say that would arouse but not offend her.
Buffy surprised him by suddenly spinning herself around on his lap completely so that she was straddling him with both knees on either side of his thighs, her hands gripping his shoulders and running up into his hair as she kept up their passionate kiss. He gripped her hips tightly as she started swiveling them, grinding down into his erection that was rubbing along her folds. The tip of it knocked her clit and she gasped into his mouth.
“Spike!” It was a husky groan that shook him to the core.
“God…yes, baby?”
“Can we get out? I just…I need you inside me now.”
He chuckled at the desperation in her voice, glad that she was able to express what she wanted.
“No problem sweetie.”
Spike stood up with Buffy in his arms, climbing out and placing her gently on the ground before grabbing a fluffy white towel and patting her dry. The feeling of taking care of her in such a way while she stared at him with such love shining out of her sparkling eyes was overwhelming. He dried himself off as well and once again scooped her up, walking through to the bedroom and placing her softly on the comfy bed.
Spike made to walk out and retrieve the food that had been delivered while they were in the Jacuzzi but stopped when Buffy lightly grasped his wrist. He looked down at her laying across the bed, so open and vulnerable to him.
“Spike, what you said before sounds amazing, truly. But, maybe just for now…well, I just want our first time to be me and you, nothing else but us together. Is that okay?”
He smiled, truly delighted at her. “That’s more than okay, kitten. It sounds perfect.”
Climbing onto the bed, he propped himself over her, pressing their lower bodies together, and kissed her softly on the mouth. Buffy smiled into the kiss and giggled. Spike pulled back, not sure whether to be offended or not.
“Am I doing something funny, pet?”
“No, its just…I don’t remember being this happy in so long! Its amazing. You just make me forget all the bad things, you know?”
Spike’s eyes lit up happily. “I’m really glad, Buffy. You deserve all the happiness you can get.”
He made his way down her body slightly and began kissing her glistening chest, slipping one hand in between them to find her hot core. Pushing a finger inside her, he sucked a nipple into his mouth as she pushed harder towards his probing hands. Knowing that he had to help her through this first time, he slipped in two more fingers gradually, stretching her tight walls. Buffy gasped into his ear.
“Please Spike…I’m ready now. I can’t wait for you any longer.”
Following Buffy’s wishes he moved speedily back up her body, positioning his aching erection at her wet opening. Leaning down to place a reassuring kiss on her mouth and pushing himself into her until he reached the virginal barrier, Spike whispered, “I love you baby,” then quickly broke her hymen in one thrust. He flinched at the scream that erupted from her mouth and kept pressing comforting kisses around her face.
“Baby, I’m so sorry, Jesus I’m so sorry! Please, it’ll stop hurting in a minute.”
She nodded up at him, biting her lip against the overflowing tears. “I’ll be alright…in a few seconds, just hold on a bit,” she murmured in a strained voice.
“Okay, take any time you need.” He was holding himself completely still, relishing the amazing feel of being inside her tight, hot sheath.
He kept looking into her eyes for any signs of pain until she tentatively began moving her hips against his, still chewing her lip as she experienced little shooting sparks of pleasure. Spike slowly pulled out almost all the way and pushed back in, watching Buffy’s mouth open abruptly in an ‘O’ of pleasure. Glad that she was finally able to enjoy it, Spike continued to plunge in and out, building up speed gradually. Within minutes her breathing was coming out in ragged gasps, her inner muscles clenching down on him tellingly. He slipped a hand down and pressed it against her clit, immediately bringing her to a screaming orgasm.
“Spike!!! Oh God, Spike!!” Hearing his name burst out of her beautiful mouth had him coming within seconds, shouting her own name back at her. Not wanting to collapse all his weight on top of her, he rolled them so that they were lying on their sides facing eachother, still joined intimately. Spike gently pulled his softening shaft out, grabbing Buffy’s hand when she winced.
“Are you okay, luv?” He was still slightly concerned about how much pain she was in.
Her blissful smile pushed all his fears away. “Spike, that was amazing. You’re amazing. You were right about the passion being…amplified.” She giggled slightly.
He pulled the covers up tightly over them and kissed the tip of her nose.
“You better get some sleep honey, you’ve got three races tomorrow.”
“Mmmm.” God, she was so sleepy already.
“Sweet dreams, kitten.”
***
The bedroom was only dimly lit at 6am when Buffy stirred, looking over at Spike with a tender smile playing about her lips. She slipped into her jeans and sweater that had been long discarded the day before, and placed a gentle kiss on his brow before heading back to her room. Wow. That was one night she would not be forgetting for the rest of her life. Spike had gone out of his way to make sure of it.
Slipping as quietly into her own room as possible, the last thing Buffy expected to see was Harmony sitting up with the light on, flicking through a magazine. Her eyebrows rose as she placed it down on her bed, no sign of her usual bubbly smile present at all.
“Buffy. I was wondering when you’d be getting back from your little…rendezvous.”
Buffy looked surprised at the harsh tone of her voice. She laughed nervously.
“Harmony! What are you doing up? Why aren’t you asleep?”
Harmony raised a superior eyebrow. “Maybe I should be asking you that question. Or the coach, huh?”
Buffy gulped but didn’t say anything.
“It wasn’t that hard to figure out you know. What you’re doing with him.”
“I’m not doing anything with him. And even if I was, its none of your business.”
Harmony stood up and sauntered towards Buffy. “Maybe its not my business. But he’s your coach, and you’re his student. Do you think he likes this job, Buffy? Do you think you’re worth losing it to him? I don’t think so.”
“Why are you doing this Harmony? I don’t understand why you’re so angry.”
Harmony jabbed angrily at her, eyes growing wild. “Because people don’t turn me down Buffy. Not when I want them. So if I can’t have him, neither can you. Just think about that okay?”
And with that she spun around and climbed back under her covers, leaving Buffy to stand there in shock. Was Harmony going to tell someone? Make Spike lose his job? Or worse – what they were doing was technically illegal. Buffy knew how people felt, Spike was in a position of authority over her. Oh Jesus, maybe he’d be sent to jail? Buffy heard about teachers who’d had affairs with students going to jail all the time.
She quietly got into her own bed, torn between intense anger, guilt and misery.