"Ok," said Cass, chewing on the end of her pen. "What we need is power, gas and..." she flicked at the screen in front of her. "...the whole place needs securing and sound proofing." She stared intently at Spike. "We are NOT moving again."
"And who's going to do all this, pet?" Asked Spike, carefully.
"We are." Cass replied, matter of factly. She paused, taking a deep breath. "With some help..."
Spike looked at her, imploringly.
"Awe, poor baby." she said, gently. "But who else can we ask? It's not like we can get contractors... oh yes, please could you help us build a secret hideaway?" she said, her voice bright but dripping with sarcasm. "Don't mind the demons and dodgy heavies. And while you're at it, don't tell them anything, no matter how much they threaten to kill you." she rolled her eyes. "If we ask them they could get here in a day and no-one would know. This needs to be done soon, we won't be able to afford yet another hotel room in a week or so. We need to get a move on and move."
She shifted over to where he was sitting and gently kissed his jaw, rubbing her fingers through the tiny hairs on the back of his neck.
"What are you worried about?"
It was Spike's turn to roll his eyes. "Oh your dad's going to love me. i'm sure he's going to think i'm the ideal man."
Cass knelt down in front of him and grasped his hands. "You are here, we are here. i'm not sure he's going to be calling you son anytime soon but i really don't want to hide this unless you really can't deal." She felt his hands relax. "They're not exactly going to be shocked." She smiled and let her fingers travel lightly up his thigh. "I mean you never came back." Staring up at him she not-so-innocently started to chew her bottom lip. "I'll tell him I seduced you." she whispered, and watched him slightly squirm in his chair.
Spike focussed on the ceiling and involuntarily let out a low growl. Cass ran her nail gently along the inside of his thigh and watched the bulge in his jeans grow and strain. She stared into his eyes, now burning intensely at her and winked.
She felt a rush of air and suddenly was against the far wall. She was still amazed by his speed, by the strength in his arms as he pinned her there. And his hands were grasping at her, near wild., pulling at their clothes, his lips forced hard against her own. He seemed to suck all of the air out her, leaving her dizzy, her skin tingling and damp.
She tried to speak but the words came out as gasps. "I was teasing."
"I'm not." Spike replied evenly, his hand scrabbling under her skirt for her knickers. He pulled them free with one hand, and roughly caressed her breast with the other.
The cold air against her skin made Cass shudder, a feeling intensified as she felt Spike's hard, but still clothed cock between her thighs. Involuntarily she rocked over it and let out a quiet mew. Spike raised her t-shirt and leaned forward to capture a hard nipple with his mouth.
"Wait!" hissed Cass, causing him to freeze. Her hands grasped at him, pulling his shirt over his head and onto the floor. She licked at his neck while her hands scrambled at his jeans, yanking at the belt and tearing at the buttons of his fly. As his cock sprung free she ran her hands up the shaft, squeezing it gently. She looked up into his eyes again and grinned.
"Ok..." she whispered. Spike looked exasperated at her for a split second then grinned back.
"Impatient..." he murmured into her breast, snatching her nipple between blunt teeth, feeling Cass jump beneath him. His hand ran gently over the expanse of her exposed stomach, knowing it would curl her toes and drive her wild.
Cass dragged her short nails up his back, feeling the muscles tense and contract beneath her fingers. She wanted him inside her, wanted to claim and be claimed, wanted to come screaming and pull him with her. Spike could smell her desire, feel her damp against his leg as she pushed against him and trailed his fingers slowly downwards, watching her arch and hiss as he moved over the bundle of nerves at her core. Eye to eye Cass grabbed his cock and positioned it under her, feeling the power of it against her thighs, the anticipation.
She hooked her leg around the back of his knees, lost her balance for a moment and grabbed on to Spike's shoulders to steady herself. Spike eased his fingers from within her, positioned himself at her entrance and with a growl and a grin thrust into her. He tried to keep eye contact but the tightness swallowed him and his eyes rolled back into his head for a moment. He could feel Cassidy's heart pounding against his chest, feel each rise and fall from her pants and gasps, feel her walls flutter and grasp as he thrust within her.
"Spike..." she cried, digging her nails into his shoulders, feeling both the hard wall and her cold lover cover her skin. She stared with languid eyes as she felt his thrusts speed up, her mind a blur of sensations and emotions, of power and abandon. She watched his features change, watched the ridges grow above his eyes as he howled and came, losing himself within her. And with a cry she followed him, gabbling into his shoulder, grasping at him from deep within her, feeling, for a moment totally free.
Sweaty and sated the pair slumped against the wall. Cassidy rested her head against Spike's chest, and tried to get her breathe back. She smiled happily and kissed his coldish skin.
"You don't distract me that easily." she said, grinning up into his half closed and still yellow eyes. "We have to ask them to help us."
Spike sighed. "And me?"
"I want you here, this is going to be your home too." She leaned upwards and gently kissed him again. "Stay?"
Spike stared down at his lover. She scared him sometimes. She was so determined that they would be fine, that she could trust him even when he wasn't sure himself. The longer he was around her the more worried he was that he actually could. The feeling was alien.
"So who?" he asked eventually.
Cassidy cocked her head and paused. "I though mom, dad and maybe Xander. We could do with an extra pair of strong arms. I'm not sure who else will be able to leave, i guess there should be someone holding the fort. Plus the more people who come the more likely they'll be spotted." She ran her fingers through her hair. It was still slightly damp and tangled.
"Ok?" she asked, gently, leaning forward to kiss his cold skin again.
Spike grimaced, but both of them new it was more for effect that anything else. Plus, he decided, it might be fun to wind up some old enemies again. It had been a while.