Chapter 14

“Hey, how was your birthday? Did you have fun with your friend?”

Buffy forgot for a second that she told her mom about spending the night at Willow’s house. “It was good. We stayed up late, talked about boys, did our nails. You know, regular girl stuff.” Inside she was cringing at having to say that, but if it kept the pleased smile on her mother’s face, it was all worth it.

“I’m glad for that. It’s really nice to see the woman you’re becoming, Buffy. I don’t say it enough, but I’m proud of you. I think this move was just what we needed.”

Buffy nodded. “Yeah, I’m just gonna get started on my homework now.” Another satisfied smile, and Buffy was marching up the stairs. She hated having to lie, but if she so much as told the truth again, it would be back to the loony bin for her, and once was enough. The second she shut her bedroom door, she was attacked by a very horny vampire, mauling her lips as if he hadn’t seen her in days. “What are you doing in here?” Buffy managed to get out once he released her.

“I needed you. I couldn’t wait for you to stop by later tonight,” Spike told her.

“As sweet as that is, my mom is right downstairs.”

He grinned. “We’ll just have to be very quiet, but in case that isn’t possible.” Spike moved over to her stereo, turning it up loud enough to drown out any sounds they made, but not enough to have the neighbors complaining. When that was done, he flung her down on the bed, tearing her clothes off in an instant, and then doing the same with his.

She gasped when he trailed his lips along her flat stomach, moving up to her nipples to give them the same treatment. “Okay, you are so different without a soul. Not that I’m complaining, but you never would have risked doing this before. Oh, fuck, don’t stop.”

“I’m as devious as they come, baby. Just because I don’t kill anymore, doesn’t mean I’m going to change my ways entirely. This is who I am now, but if you’re that concerned, William will always be a part of me.”

Buffy glanced down at him, cupping his cheek tenderly. “I don’t care who you are, just as long as you’re mine. William, Spike, it doesn’t matter because I love every part of you.”

He kissed her palm, wondering again what he did to deserve this amazing girl. Spike picked her up, bringing her closer to his chest and positioning his cock at her entrance, then thrusting into her with one quick plunge. He pounded her hard and fast, smothering her cries with his mouth.

Buffy gave as good as she got, ripping her lips away to catch a breath of air. Her orgasm was fast approaching, biting his shoulder to keep from screaming, which was enough to send them both over the edge. She panted hard, confused as to why he needed to, but it wasn’t really necessary to ask. “I can’t believe we just had sex with my mother in the house. Forget about demons, if she catches me with a boy in my bed, she’ll send me back to the nut house for sure. No, screw that, she’ll send me to a fucking convent.”

Spike laughed. “What if she found out you were screwing a demon?”

Buffy glared at him. “That’s enough crazy talk from you. My mom will never find out, anyway. In order for that to happen, she would actually have to pay attention to what I’m doing. She believes anything I tell her. As long as it’s not about vampires, she’s happy as a clam.”

He kissed her forehead, knowing how much she wanted her mum’s approval. Buffy was a wonderful person, a true hero, and she couldn’t even talk to her own mother about it. That had to be hard for a teenager, but no matter what happened, she would always have him to lean on.


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“Is the world coming to an end or something? Cordelia keeps ignoring me; I think I’m actually hurt. I look forward to our banter every day, but now she doesn’t even acknowledge my presence. What’s that about?”

Spike rubbed the back of his neck, thinking he should probably tell her the truth. “Don’t be mad, but I might have had a talk with her. I told her to leave you alone.”

Buffy raised her eyebrows. “And she listened? I know Cordy is a moron and all, but she’s not exactly the type to do what she’s told.”

“I used thrall; it’s what some vampires have to get humans to do what they want. Cordelia was the first person I've tried it on in years. I didn’t think it would work, but I guess that just proves she doesn’t have very many brain cells.”

“Right, I remember reading about that now. What did you say to her?” she wondered.

He shrugged. “Just that I didn’t want her coming in the library anymore, and to not cause you any trouble.”

“No shit, can you make my teacher think I already turned my paper in? I used the whole ‘my dog ate my homework’ excuse last week.”

Spike laughed, relieved that she didn’t seem to be bothered by his actions. This girl was just full of surprises.


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“Could you try it on me? Drusilla has thrall, right? She might use that to her advantage; I need to know if I would be just as affected by it as anyone else would.”

He sat up in his bed, looking deep into her eyes. “You will fall madly in love with me, and be my sex slave for all eternity.”

Buffy slapped him on the arm, letting out a laugh. “You are so not taking this seriously. It has to be something I wouldn’t normally do.”

Spike chuckled, getting back to the point. He gazed into her beautiful eyes. He was the one with the thrall, but it felt like she was putting him under her spell. “I want you to run naked through the neighborhood, screaming that you just got royally fucked by an incredibly sexy vampire.”

It took all of a second to realize that she had no urge to do as he said, nearly pushing him off of the bed. “I so cannot believe you just asked me to do that. Do you want me to get thrown back in the mental institution?”

He waved his hand in the air. “I knew you wouldn’t have done it, love. Thrall doesn’t work on Slayers, and even if it did, I would have stopped you from leaving the apartment. I’m the only one allowed to see your goodies.”

She crossed her arms over her chest. “Why didn’t you just tell me that in the first place?”

“This way was more fun,” Spike claimed, dodging the pillow that flew at his head.