Buffy smiled as pulled Spike into the kitchen. "You're going to help this year honey. Now get out the eggs." She walked over to the counter and started creaming the sugar and butter. "Oh, and grab the vanilla."

"Why do you go through this every Christmas? You can just buy cookies at the store, or have that witch conjure some up. And wh do you insist on making me wear this bloody aprin?" Spike set the eggs next to the mixer and looked down at what he was wearing. The green apron was wrapped snugly around his hips and tied with a big bow.

"Because you look so damn sexy in it, and," Buffy leaned over and whispered in Spike's ear. Then she laughed and added the vanilla to the bowl.

"Is that a promise, luv?" Spike grinned and cracked the eggs into the creamy mixture.

"Yes," Buffy turned around and caught Spike's lips in a gentle kiss. "frosting and all."

"After putting me through this hell, you better use the damn frosting." He smiled and kissed her again. She pulled back and went to get the flour.

"After the cookies," Buffy smiled evily and added peanut butter to the mix.

"Well, aren't we almost done?" Spike looked up at the clock, "We've been baking an hour already. How many batches do we have to make?"

"Six more kinds," Buffy smiled and started dropping the batter onto the cooking trays. She smiled at his groan and slid the cookies in the oven. She set the timer and said, "I forgot to get Hershey kisses to smush in the center of these. Go to the store, Xander's working there and he'll give them to you for free."

"I don't see why I have to go." Spike did his best to make a cute puppy dog face, making Buffy laugh. "I don't want to talk to that wanker."

"Spike, he's my friend." Buffy frowned at him and pushed him out the door into the cold night air, or as cold as Sunnydale gets in December.

"Well, he's still a wanker. I can't believe he came on to you." Spike reached inside the door to grab his coat and quickly put it on.

"You're just mad because he said no to the threesome. I know he'll say yes when he thinks it over. Just don't frighten him with 'want to let my fuck you?' this time." Buffy laughed again and Spike rolled his eyes.

"Fine, I'll be back with the kisses soon," he turned and walked off, leaving Buffy to herself.

She quickly took the cookies out of the oven and turned it off. Then she ran up to their room. Opening the dresser, she pulled out a burgundy bra and matching panties. They were Spike's favorite. She hummed to herself and changed into the scraps of lace. Then she went back to the kitchen to make the frosting.

Spike opened the door and expeto find Buffy working on the cookies in the kitchen. Instead he found her practically naked, lounging in his leather armchair with a bowl of frosting in her lap. "Guess we won't need these," He tossed the kisses onto a chair and removed his coat. "What happened to the cookies?"

"Screw the cookies." Buffy set down the frosting and walked over to Spike, her soft hair moving across her breasts as she did so.

"I'd rather screw you," Spike said as he wrapped his arms around her waist. She looked up and kissed him again. She ran her tongues across his lips and he opened them to her. Buffy's tongue slipped into his mouth and caressed his. Spike growled from deep within his throat and pulled her closer.

Buffy worked on the buttons to Spike's shirt, but gave up and ripped it off instead. He growled again as she raked her fingernails across his nipples. He broke the kiss and moved her to the floor. He lowered his head to her breast and sucked on her nipple through the lace. His hands slipped around her and unhooked the bra. He slid it down her arms, revealing the flesh underneath. His tongue once again found her nipple and he worried it with his mouth as he pinched the other one.

Buffy moaned and ran her hands through his hair. "Spike," she quietly moaned. She pushed him off of her and flipped so she was on top. Her breasts were hanging in Spike's face and he took one into his mouth. Buffy reached over and grabbed the frosting bowl. She moved down and found Spike's belt. She took it off and slid his pants down his legs and pulled them off. Her hand grabbed his erection and pumped it several times.

"Buffy" Spike moaned and thrust into her hand. Buffy removed her hand and stuck it in the frosting. Then she coated Spike's cock with the sugary paste. He bucked his hips groaned as she slowly ran her tongue down his shaft. She teased him, licking him clean before taking him into her mouth. Spike groaned as Buffy's hot mouth enclosed the head of his cock. His hands flew to her head and he entangled his finger in her soft hair.

Buffy took Spike all the way into her mouth and sucked hard. Her teeth scraped the bottom and he started whimpering. She continued sucking and brought her hands to his balls. She fondled them with one hand and pumped what she couldn't fit in her mouth with the other. Spike grunted and came. He shot his cold see down her throat. Buffy swallowed it all and took her mouth off of him.

"Buffy," Spike sighed. He watched as Buffy stood up and rmoved her panties. She parted herself and showed him how wet she was. Spike was already hard and took a deep unneeded breath. "Luv, I need you."

"I always need you, Spike," Buffy smiled and lowered herself to the ground. She thrust down on Spike's cock and cried out as it filled her. Spike grabbed her hips and pounded into her. Buffy bounced up and down on him and locked her eyes with his. She moved her hands up her body and found her hard nipples. She pinched and rubbed them as she rode Spike. He gowled and thrust harder into her hot pussy. Buffy began to moan continuosly and brought one of her hands down to her clit. She rubbed and flicked it fast. Buffy cried out Spike's name as she came. Her body shook with orgasm and she fell onto Spike. He thrust into her twitching cunt and came.

After she calmed down, Bufy rolled off Spike. He looked at her and smiled, "Next time, you wear the apron."