A/N this chapter is a little dark and violent. Just a warning.

"Knock knock," an all to perky voice said. Spike watched in dim horror as the door to his apartment opened, and Harmony stepped through. She had an awful pink dress on with a matching scarf and jacket. Her knee high pink leather boots completed the Water Cooler Slut Barbie image.

"Harm, what on earth are you doing here?"

"Can't a girl worry about her blondie bear?"

He raised an eyebrow at her, and gave her his best, go away you crazy bint look.

"Actually, it's a work thing. You need to sign this. It's about your treatment." She sat next to him on the couch and held out a several page contract and a pen.

"Harm, I can't sign it."

To illustrate his point he tried to take the pen from her, but he couldn't close his fingers tightly enough around it and it fell to the floor.

"Oh god, you poor thing. You're really helpless aren't you?" she started to stroke his cheek sympathetically.

"Stop that, I'm not a bloody kitten." He tried to shrug her hand away.

"I was only trying to help. I want to help. I'm worried about you. All alone with the Slayer. I mean, what were they thinking? She could do anything to you, and you'd be helpless to stop her."

"Harm," his voice was exasperated.

"Anyone could," she said the words slowly, like she did when something occurred to her. Her eyes travelled up and down his body, and suddenly she was smiling.

"You shouldn't be here Harm," he was nervous, "She could come back any minute. And you know how she is. That temper. She's still mad about that that time with her sister." Her hand was on his leg. This couldn't be happening. It was Harmony for god's sake. The worst excuse for an evil fiend that there had ever been.

"Look Harm, baby, I couldn't take it if anything happened to you. You need to leave." She was straddling him. Her hands running up and down his chest. Despite himself, he could feel his dick harden as she squeezed her legs and started to rub up against him.

For a moment he thought about it. After all he was desperate for some release, any kind of release, and Buffy had left to be with Angel. But he knew Buffy would never forgive him. And he'd been so close. No he had to get rid of Harmony.

"Harmony go."

Her hand went between them, and she was unzipping his jeans. Then she began to stroke him. She leaned in close to whisper in his ear. "I don't think so baby." her hand moved off of him, to hitch up her skirt, then she grabbed him again and pulled herself down around his dick. She moaned as he entered her, then she leaned back, so he could see her face once again. Her golden eyes looked into his as she said, "It's time to play."

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So far her conversation with Angel was going nowhere. They were just going over the same old ground. He claimed he could use the resources of Wolfram & Hart to do good, and she thought they were just using him as part of some scheme. That that place would end up corrupting him.

"Look, Angel, I appreciate you're trying to work things out, but we obviously can't agree on this, and shouting at each other isn't doing any good. I need to get back."

"To Spike."

"Yeah, he needs me."

"No, he doesn't. Look I have people who can take care of him. You don't have to do this."

"No, I want to. He's my friend, and I'm partly responsible for what happened to him."

"You're not responsible. Spike always leaps before he looks. Be honest Buffy, you're just using him to make me jealous."

"What?! Angel my relationship with Spike has nothing to do with you."

"Relationship? So it's a relationship now?"

"What it is is none of your business. But yeah, Spike and I have a relationship. That's what happens when people stick around. When they don't run off. Relationships develop."

"Please Buffy, how can you call it a relationship when you can't even tell the guy you love him?"

"What was that?"

"Nothing, I'm just saying is it really a relationship, or are you just trying to replace me. You know, one vampire with a soul is just like any other. Is that it?"

"How do you know what I have or haven't said to Spike?"

"I don't KNOW. But I can gu-"

"Oh my god. Angel have you been spying on us? What did you bug Spike's apartment?"

"Buffy that's ridiculous. How would I even do that."

"Hello, evil law-firm, with evil scientists. God, you really did it, didn't you? You're unbelievable."

"Buffy wait. Look I-"

"No I don't want to hear it. I can't hear this. Just leave me alone."

He didn't try to follow her as she ran off, he just sipped his drink. It was too bad Buffy was mad at him. He really did want to come to an understanding with her, there was just no way he could explain why he was at Wolfram & Hart. Even if he told her, she wouldn't believe him, there was no way he could ever prove there had been such a person as Conner.

Still he hadn't meant to let it slip about spying on her. She might never forgive him for that. But that was okay. He knew, they had no future. He'd accepted that a long time ago. However much he might want her, might love her, he knew she deserved better. She deserved the normal life she had always wanted, a life without vampires. Especially Spike.

It didn't matter that she was mad at him. She would get back to Spike only to find him and Harmony going at it. She'd hurt Spike by coming to see him, and Angel was sure that the younger vampire would take the first opportunity to strike back at Buffy.

He went back to his car. He should be able to get back to his office in time to watch the show.

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When her cold pussy surrounded him, he gave in. He knew he shouldn't be doing this, but it felt so good. Next it occurred to him that the best way to get rid of Harmony would be to come as quickly as possible and before her. But pride wouldn't let him. It was bad enough that she'd called him helpless, he wasn't going to let her think he couldn't hold his own sexually any more.

But then she pulled back, adjusting herself, so he could go deeper in her, and so she could look at him.

"It's time to play."

And he saw her demon. That's when he knew there was no way this could end well for him. Even if it was Harmony.

He raised his arms up between them, and pushed her back. She wasn't in a very stable position, and he had timed it as she'd been rising up off of him, so she fell back to the floor. He scrambled to his feet, knowing that with his hands useless, they were his best weapon.

"That wasn't very nice. I was just starting to enjoy myself."

He thought of telling her to leave, but he knew what those yellow eyes meant. The more he told her to leave, the more she would insist on staying. Suddenly he wondered if giving in to her might not have been better. That might have bored the demon. No one knew better than him that what the demon loved most of all was to be fought. To feel the victim struggle.

She got to her feet and moved in on him. He tried to kick her, but she got out of the way and before he knew it she had thrown him back onto the bed. His head hit the cross-pipe on the headboard.

She was on top of him. Before his head was quite clear, he could feel her holding his arms above his head as she tied that awful pink scarf around his hands and the railing of the headboard.

"You know baby, this could have been good for both of us. But no. You were always so selfish. Whenever you wanted sex it was 'Harmony get you ass over here' but what about my needs? What about when I needed to be touched? Did you ever even think about that?"

"Harm-"

"No, I'm talking here Spike." She straddled his face bringing her quim directly over his mouth. "Alright, so maybe you did take care of my needs. Sometimes." She stroked his face, and ran her fingers through his hair. "Come on baby. Devour me. The way only you can."

He laughed at her. "You fucking bitch, you think I'm going to go down on you? I always knew you were stupid Harm, but this, this takes the bloody cake." He bent his legs, he was either about to make a fool of himself, or show her just who was the fighter here.

He pushed off from the bed with his lower body, swinging his legs up and around, grabbing Harmony by the throat with his calves. In a quick motion he pulled, flipping her over and off of him. Then, while she was picking herself up off the floor he pulled his legs up to his chest, and rolled, so that he was kneeling, facing the wall.

He knew there was no way his fingers could untie the scarf, but he thought maybe if he pulled hard enough it might break. He pulled and horrible pain spread up and down his arms. A sick feeling rushed through his stomach. The damn scarf was holding and he realized that his arms were more likely to give than the scarf. One good hard yank and he's be free, leaving his hands still tied to the bed.

He looked over his shoulder at Harmony. She'd gotten up and taken off all her cloths except for the pink boots and the pink lace bra she was now removing.

"You never change. I mean I gave you the best years of my life. I loved you, I would have done anything for you. But no. First chance you get, what do you do? Stake me." She pulled a knife off the kitchen counter. Suddenly loosing his hands again didn't seem so bad to Spike as he remembered that only a few hours ago Buffy had used that same knife to slice cucumber for a salad.

"I mean, I didn't care about the ring. It was tacky anyway. I would have given it to you if you'd just asked." He pulled hard against the scarf. The pain was horrible this time. He saw his skin tear around the stitches, but he didn't come free. Instead he almost passed out from the pain.

Harmony was behind him, her breasts pressed against his back. She put the knife to his throat while her other hand grabbed his dick and started stroking him.

"What's wrong baby, is the Big Bad scared?" Her fangs bit into his throat and she began sucking in time to her stroking his dick. He cried out. He couldn't even remember the last time he'd been bitten. The last time another vampire had overcome him, had made him submit. The man, the warrior, were humiliated, but the demon was aroused and he came.

"You see. Selfish." She flipped him back over, forcing him to lie back down on the bed. She put the knife under the hem of his shirt and cut it open. Then she ripped his jeans off of him.

She lay on top of him her lips and teeth red from his blood. Then she kissed him. He tasted his own blood on her lips and her tongue, and the taste made him hard all over again.

"That's a good boy," she mounted him, "Oh Spike baby, see it doesn't have to hurt," she began moving up and down on him, "Much," she ran the knife down his chest, cutting him, but not deeply. She then began to lick the wound, until she was near his throat.

A new fear filled Spike. Harmony didn't know anything about being a vampire, except what he had taught her. She'd been an accident, or maybe her sire had simply been killed before she awoke from her turning. In either case Harmony didn't know the ramifications of what she was doing. If she bit him just right while they were having sex, if their blood mixed, then they would be mated. As it was by forcing him to have sex she'd already dominated him. Had he still been a master vampire she would now be the new master.

"Harm baby, is that good? Do you like it?"

"You taste sweet, and tangy, and strong."

"That's right baby, you go on cutting me. You go on drinking. I'll do anything you want, you know that baby?" It was all right if she drank his blood, as long as she didn't bite him. There was no way he could stand being mated to Harmony.

"Well, yeah," she rose back up, concentrating more on riding him than drinking him.

He started to move under her. No longer fighting her, but trying to get her off. Hoping to distract her that way. Hoping Buffy would come back soon, hopefully with a stake.