Spike snaked his long tongue into her, wriggling deep, tasting her.  He felt good, felt right, when he was with her.  There was something special about her.  Something that drew him.  Something that made him long to please her, to protect her.  And at the same time, she cared for him.  She helped make him feel...safe.  The profound realization rolled across him, and threatened to make him lose control again.  She was home for him, Safety.  Someone he could trust with his heart, his love.  He pulled out his tongue, suddenly needing to be inside her.  He moved back up her, pulled her to him, and his cock was pressed against her, rubbing up and down in her wetness, just poised to push inside her.  "I need you," he whispered, hoarsely.  "Please, I need you, now."<br/>