Falling For The Slayers Enemy| BTVS Spike FF

You Already Are Perfect

I woke up feeling my dried tears stuck to my face, I sighed and felt no arm around me. I felt unsafe, I groaned and got up from the bed. I changed and went down the stairs, I made myself some unneeded breakfast. I heard someone open the back door and walk through the house, I gasped and turned into a hand grasping over my mouth. I looked up at the person who was doing this to see Spike, I whimpered "Shhh, love... Listen to me" I frowned and felt his hand move away from my mouth "I told you-" "Yeah well I'm telling you, we don't need time apart..." "Yes we do!" Spike groaned and stomped his foot like a child "Sam!" "I could have given you a blow job another time! You just wanted to make things difficult!" I yelled angrily and pushing him away from me. Spike grabbed me the same way he did yesterday and whined "Let yourself love me..." "I do love you! I can show you in many ways! Just let me go!" I yelled.

Spike put me against the counter and looked into my eyes "Let me rock your world..." Spike said with a smirk. I scoffed "You already have" "I can rock it more..." "Just stop... I'm not in the mood.. it's morning!" Spike chuckled "Sun's out, love" I rolled my eyes "Yeah, dodge it then" I said moving his arm. Spike followed me "I can't just dodge the sun! In the meantime we can-" I screamed in anger and ran all the way to Buffy's house leaving him yelling my name. I knocked on her door, I waited anxiously and she opened the door. I rushed in "Thanks for invading my house!" I rolled my eyes "Spike keeps wanting me! Help me!" I turned to see Willow looking at me in concern "Sam...?" I took a breath of relief and hugged her "Willow..." "Sam? What's wro-" I looked at her "Spike... I... Um... He keeps trying to make me do things with him... And...-" "Oh..." Willow said shyly with concern "I wasn't in the mood and..." the tears flew down my cheeks.

Willow grabbed me gently and gave me a hug, she cooed for me to calm down. I sighed and then sighed "I don't want a break..." "Talk to him" Willow said letting go of me "You sure?" I asked biting my lip "You don't want this break, talk to him..." "He's at my house" I said sighing "Then go home and talk to him" "Thanks guys, see ya later!" I said walking out the door. I walked past all the other houses next to Buffy's, my house came into view and I opened the door slowly. I noticed somebody sitting on the couch, I glanced over to see Spike sitting there with his head in his hands. I sighed and walked over to him after closing the door, I sat next to him "Spike... I'm sorry" "I'm sorry to... I shouldn't have tried to force you into that" "We don't need to have a break, just... No sex for a while... Kissing is allowed" Spike sighed and smiled at me. I smiled faintly and felt him touch my thigh "How long do we wait?" I rolled my eyes at him "A while" I said giggling.

Spike chuckled and I went to give him a hug, he hugged back "I'm sorry, pet" "It's alright..." I said softly and I rubbed his back. Spike sighed "Your so forgiving... and perfect" Spike said biting softly on my muscles on my shoulder. I bit my lip "I try..." Spike chuckled "I don't think so..." Spike said "Huh?" I pulled away from the hug slightly "You don't try to be so perfect... You already are perfect..." I blushed and kissed him deeply "Thanks Spike.... I love you" "I love you too" I sighed and gave him a hug.  I felt Spike stop being so tense and a smile crept across his face, I smiled also feeling him become slightly warmer. I licked my lips and we got ready for bed.

*Spike's P.O.V.*

I looked over at Sam, she was sleeping usually we wouldn't sleep since we're both Vamps. Sam just slept, I got out of bed feeling the cold air go around my torso. I looked at the ground, I planned on leaving the next day to gain a soul. I don't want to leave Sam for 3 weeks, but she doesn't want to have sex for a while and I don't want to rape her. I sighed and scratched my head and looked down at myself, would I be able to get my soul back? I had to find out for myself. It was midnight, I bit my lip and grabbed a piece of paper and looked at Sam. Guilt rushed over me and I grabbed a paper from her sketch book and wrote a note. I set it in my spot and went to my motorcycle that I left at my crypt driving off to the place I knew where to get my soul.