The Release

Written by Belle_Joy

Rating: M15+

Pairings: Buffy and Spike

Disclaimer: I own no one and nothing, especially the characters in this story. I'm merely borrowing them for the pure pleasure of messing with their lives.

Giles had offered to walk her to her door, but Buffy declined saying she would much rather have the rest of the day to herself. He had given her one of his patented looks, clicked his tongue and reminded her that he was just a phone call away should she need him. Buffy thanked him and continued into the house. She hoped he wouldn’t sit outside and wait for Spike and Dawn to get back; she really did need the next few hours alone to spend with her thoughts.

Once inside she heaved a deep sigh and leaned back against the closed door. She removed her jacket and flung it on a nearby chair. It was peculiar. Now she was alone she wasn’t sure what she should do. It had been days since she had been left to her own devices. She decided she would head up to her room and search it for inspiration as to what she was going to do with her precious few spare hours. When Buffy reached her bedroom she sat on the end of the bed and glanced around the room. She spied her vanilla pillar candles on the top of her dresser. They could come in handy, she decided. On another quick inspection of her room she found her strawberry bubble bath. She decided that she would pamper herself and indulge in a long, hot, luxurious bath.

Buffy carefully gathered up the items she needed and headed for her bathroom. Once inside she placed the candles at the end of the bath, and lit them. She breathed in the heavy vanilla scent that they gave off. Next she turned on the water and added some bubble bath. The mixing of the two smells made her feel like she was in a bakery, it was exquisite. Once the bath had been filled she turned the water off and began to get undressed.

First she removed her belt and unbuttoned her jeans. She slid them down her legs and onto the floor. Then she carefully removed her shirt. She placed that too on the pile on the floor. She stopped and studied herself in her full length bathroom mirror. She wasn’t like most girls. She actually like the way her body looked. Slowly she traced a line with her finger around the outside of her bra. It was a very skimpy purple bra with neat little embroided flowers on it. She giggled at the sight. She remembered that it was the bra she had been wearing when she and Angel had slept together. He had thought it not very suiting for a girl of her strength and power. When she had tried to explain to him that she enjoyed her underwear to be feminine, like everything she wasn’t, he hadn’t understood. Never mind, one day someone will. Slowly she let her fingers travel around her back to the clasp of her bra and she unhooked it. The straps slid down her shoulders revealing her breasts. They were another part of her body that she liked, they weren’t too big, so as not to make slaying difficult but then she wasn’t completely flat chested, and so she still looked like a woman.

Her gaze moved lower to her matching purple g-string. They were her favourite type of panties. She never had to worry about them riding up when she fought and they always made her feel sexy, even in the worse possible situations. Her fingers edged their way to the lace edge of her panties worming their way inside the elastic. This caused them slide down her legs as well, revealing a mound of golden blonde curls. At this sight Buffy could feel herself begin to get turned on. She hastily threw her bra and panties on the pile of clothes and stepped into the hot water of the bath.

Buffy slid right to the bottom of the bath, letting the hot water and bubbles wash over her. It was the best part of getting in the bath, the initial shock of the water, then the silky feel of the bubbles caressing her skin. She sighed deeply and shut her eyes. However, with her eyes closed her memories came flooding back. She opened them quickly and purposefully decided not to think about the bad things that had happened over the last few days. With that decided she let herself relax again, sinking even deeper into the bath and picking up her sponge.

Squirting a generous amount of her coconut body wash on the sponge Buffy rubbed it up and down her arm to get it lathered up. First she washed both her arms and then her neck. With each body part he would move the sponge in small circles, concentrating on letting her worries wash away with the soap. She moved the sponge down to her chest just above her breasts, continuing with the circling motion. Carefully she moved lower and gasped lightly when she felt the sponge travel over her nipples. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back onto the rim of the bathtub. She concentrated more on moving the sponge over her nipples, feeling a great sensation wash over her body with each stroke. Buffy let a small groan escape her lips, her breasts were tingling and there was a heat rising up through her soft core.

Buffy let her sponge travel the rest of the way down her body; it stopped for a while on her stomach making sure to remain circling softly. She paced her other hand on her breasts and kneaded them gently, so as to maintain the sensual feeling in them. Her toes were rubbing against each other and she began to squirm in the bath, some of the water spilling over onto the floor. Buffy sighed at the fact at she would have to clean the mess up later, however, at the moment she was too involved with her sponge to care too much.

She lifted one leg out of the water and propped it on the edge of the bath. Starting at her toes she dragged the sponge down her leg to the top of her thigh. She inhaled deeply at the sensation of the soft sponge and the creamy soap that was on her skin. Switching legs she repeated the motion, her breathing beginning to quicken. The hand at her breasts began to speed up it’s movements in response to her rapid breathing. It rubbed and pinched at her nipples giving them a lovely pink glow and sending even more tingles through her ever increasingly hot body.

Buffy plunged her sponge under the water and brought it to the inside of her thigh; she gently used it to caress the sensitive area across from her aching centre. She was about to switch thighs when she felt the sponge gently nudge at her clit. Buffy gasped at the sudden heat that went coursing through her body and the tightness in her pussy. Enjoying the sensation Buffy began to move the sponge back and forward over her throbbing clit, feeling her pussy tighten and release with the movement. The burning sensation began in her toes and feet and travelled slowly up her body with each thrust of her sponge. Her pussy and clit were aching in need and Buffy was all too happy to oblige them. More and more rapidly she moved the sponge along her clit letting her silken body wash lubricate with every movement. By this stage Buffy was panting heavily and thrusting her hips up to meet the sponge.

Her other hand was massaging her breasts in such a fashion that her nipples were hard pebbles aching to be touched, she reached down and pinched them gently in turn. This made her pant even heavier and the ache between her legs grew. Desperate for release Buffy dropped the sponge and relied on her fingers to spread the lips of her aching pussy apart and find the wet, hot centre of her need. Her other hand travelled down her body and rested on her clit, she let it rub and pinch gently, each time building the pressure in her muscles.

Plunging one finger deep into her pussy Buffy felt her orgasm scream through her. At this she pinched her clit hard sending it spiralling again at an even deeper intensity. Buffy writhed and wriggled in the bath while she came. Trying desperately to keep quiet she could contain it no longer and let out a deafening scream into the silence. Exhausted from her pleasure Buffy sagged back into the tub and smiled to herself. She felt a lot better; it was as if with her orgasms she had released all the pressures of the previous two days. Feeling deep satisfaction Buffy rose from the bath and slipped on her robe. Quickly she went back into her bedroom, promising to herself that she would clean up the bathroom later.

Once in her room Buffy sat at the end of her bed again. She sighed to herself; she hadn’t felt this good in weeks. Remembering her antics in the bath, Buffy felt a familiar warmth spread through her crotch. Not bothering to wait any longer she leaned over and opened the top drawer of her dresser. She grinned to herself when she saw what she was looking for. She picked it up and looked at it thoroughly.

It was her favourite vibrator. She loved the colour especially, a wonderfully shiny silver colour. Angel wouldn’t have scoffed at her power if he had known she had this. Although she had really only been using it regularly since she had been going out with Riley. He was a pathetic lover and Buffy was, at times, a very needy girl. The silver vibrator looked magic in her hands. She could feel her pussy getting wet at just the idea of what she could do with it. Quickly she scooted up the bed and laid her head down on her pillow. She untied her robe and let her hands begin to wander over her body.

It felt nice and soft and smooth from the bath, and the body lotion. Her hands found her hard nipples again and began to caress them tenderly. She turned on the vibrator and brought it up to her breasts and let it snuggle between them. She groaned at the chills the vibrations were sending through her body. Buffy lifted it up and placed the tip of it on one of her nipples, she giggled out loud at the feeling. It almost tickled but in a sensual way. Slowly she traced the outline of her breasts with the vibrator watching the silver of it glisten in the light. Tracing down her body, the vibrator tickled her and she began to squirm on the bed from the feeling. She flung her head back, letting it get almost buried in her pillow. She loved this sensation.

Buffy brought the vibrator down to her crotch and began to trace the outline of it. She let her vibrator rest on her clit for a little while making it send a violent shiver through her body. She arched her back in response, sending her hips wildly into the air. Her breathing started to turn to a pant and the wetness from her pussy began to seep down her legs. She was burning with desire; it was making her ache for more.

Desperate to quell the urge in her loins, Buffy took the vibrator and plunged it into her hot, wet pussy. Buffy groaned loudly at the tightness of her pussy. The vibrations travelling through her insides made her head spin. She writhed along the bed and tossed her self about. One hand violently rubbing and pinching at her breasts the other plunging her vibrator deeper and deeper inside her. She could feel another orgasm beginning. She moved her hand from her breast and placed it on her throbbing clit. With one touch she sent her body flying over the edge. She moaned and groaned loudly with release. Her body spasmed around her fingers and vibrator.

Buffy sighed deeply, and then began to concentrate once again on the vibrations that were being mechanical driven through her pussy. Her face was flushed pink and her body was tired, but her pussy ached for more release, a deeper, more primal need. Almost subconsciously Buffy began to ease her vibrator in and out of her swollen pussy. It didn’t take long to bring her back to the verge of orgasm. She almost rose up off the bed as she felt it surge through her body, screaming with pleasure. After that third explosion, Buffy sighed deeply and lay back peacefully on the bed.

Buffy woke with a start, she hadn’t realised that she had fallen asleep after her bath. She looked down over her body and saw that her vibrator was still firmly imbedded inside her. She grinned shyly and slowly pulled it out hissing as a small shot of pain went through her. Quietly Buffy rose from her bed and padded down to the bathroom.

When she got there she removed all traces of herself from her vibrator and placed it on top of the pile of clothes that were on the bathroom floor. She then packed up all the items she had used for her bath and added them to the pile. Using a towel Buffy mopped up the water from the floor. Once she was satisfied all traces of her earlier efforts were removed from the bathroom she picked up her pile of goodies and clothes and headed to her room.

Back in her room Buffy put away her clothes and the other items. She paused for a minute and emptied some of her coconut body lotion onto her hand and smeared it over her body. She inhaled the wonderful smell and sighed. Buffy then put on her favourite silk negligee. It had been a nice end to a tragic day. Glad she had finally rid herself of the nightmares that plagued her body she hopped back into her bed and covered herself with a sheet. Buffy smiled to herself when she felt the softness of it and the negligee on her body. Still smiling she drifted into a contented sleep.

Buffy looked around her, she was in a place she had never seen before. There was a field of daisies and the sun was shining brightly. It was a nice place, the sun warmed her skin and the scent of the daises filled her senses. Although she did wonder where she was. She tilted her head to the side slightly. She though someone had been calling her name.

Joyce: “Buffy, Buffy my darling”

Buffy: “Mum?”

Joyce: “Yes my sweet it’s me”

Buffy: “I have missed you so much”

Joyce: “Well I am here to tell you to stop. I am here to let you know I am alright”

Buffy: “How can I do that? How can I just forget you?”

Joyce: “You will never forget me darling. I am here to let you know you can stop worrying about me. You have a different set of responsibilities now”

Buffy: “You mean Dawn?”

Joyce: “Dawn, and the world. But most importantly my sweet, you have you. I was there before, making sure that you were safe and that you were fulfilling the normal desires of a girl your age. Now that is on your shoulders”

Buffy: “I am sure I will be fine. I have plenty of time to worry about me.”

Joyce: “You have your path set for you already. When you get there is up to you.”

Buffy: “You know what my path is? What my future holds?”

Joyce: “I see it all, and I am very proud.”

Buffy: “Can you tell me?”

Joyce: “I will do better, I will show you. Look to your left”

Buffy turned her head to the left. The scene before her changed from the field to a beautiful crystal beach. Sitting on the beach were a family. There was a set of parents and three children, all relaxing under a large umbrella. Near by were an old man and a younger girl, they were sitting together and the girl was reading to the man from a large book. Across further to the left, the scene changed again. This time it was a city skyline. Buffy saw two women sitting on a roof top feeding each other strawberries and laughing. Buffy smiled at the happy couple. To the right of the family at the beach were 4 individuals, all had their own scenes and they all looked incredibly happy. Buffy could tell they were all close friends. The amount of love that radiated off the people in the field was intense. Buffy turned to her mother.

Buffy: “This is my future? Which one am I?”

Joyce: “You already know”

Buffy: “Are the rest of the people my friends?”

Joyce: “You will be there soon enough”

Buffy: “I love you Mum”

Joyce: “I love you too my darling. Don’t worry about me. Live your life. Follow your heart”

Buffy woke feeling relaxed. Possibly more relaxed than she had in weeks, months even. She smiled as she turned over and stretched. For the first time in the last few days she was at peace. Everything was going to be ok. The future suddenly looked so much brighter and Buffy couldn’t wait to get in it.

  End of part 9.

Chapter 10 - The Searching