Title: Break You
Author: TammyDevil666
Summary: Buffy Summers never believed in the paranormal before, until she met two ruthless vampires. Angelus decides that he wants to keep her, but Spike has other ideas. Would he be able to free her from his grandsire's evil clutches?
Rating: NC-17
Feedback: Any comments would be appreciated.
Author's Note: This is something really different from me, I just hope that I was able to pull it off well. It's AU, so things definitely won't be like they were on the show.
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me.





Chapter 1

The sounds coming from the other room made him roll his eyes, even though he should be used to them by now. The sounds of a young woman being royally fucked by his grandsire. He knew what would come next. Spike shut his eyes as the girl’s screams filled the warehouse, where Angelus and him had been staying for the past few weeks.

Angelus came out of his room, wiping the blood from his mouth. “Next time remind me to not pick up dinner that whines so much. You really should learn to have more fun, Willy. Get yourself a nice girl to play with; you’ve been brooding ever since Prague. It’s starting to get on my nerves.”

Spike glared at him. “I don’t brood. Excuse me for not trying to replace Drusilla so soon. How could you even think about replacing Darla? She’s your sire.”

Angelus shrugged. “She chose to leave, and I’m choosing to not care. You should get over Dru. I mean, she was never really yours to begin with. She always did belong to me.”

Spike clenched his fists at his side. “You don’t know what we had. She was my everything; I can’t just forget all that she’s done for me.”

“When was the last time you had a decent meal? Come on, let’s get out of here. I say we hit the Bronze tonight, there’s bound to be some tasty morsels there.”

Spike followed him out of the warehouse. “Haven’t you found the one you’re looking for yet? You’ve had a different bint every night this week.”

Angelus shook his head. “They weren’t worthy. I need someone that I can see myself spending eternity with. You should do the same.”

Spike let out a sigh. His grandsire was not about to let that go, but Spike wasn’t like him. He couldn’t see himself ever replacing Drusilla. No woman could compare to his dark princess.


* * * * *


“God, why do we need to learn this stuff? My brain is completely fried.”

Willow Rosenberg smiled. “Poor Buffy, I guess you’re just not used to so much studying.”

She shook her head. “I’m really not. Why did I decide to take Psychology in the first place? I just know Professor Walsh is out to get me, Will. You can see it in those beady eyes of hers.”

“So, how are things going with Riley?” Willow wondered, changing the subject.

Buffy shrugged. “As good as they can be, I guess. I just can’t help feeling that he’s hiding something from me. He’s way too secretive.”

Willow didn’t know what to say to that, but never got the chance as a brunette joined their table.

“Come on, ladies. I’m all out here dancing by myself.”

Willow smiled at her best male friend, Xander Harris. “That sounds good to me.”

Buffy agreed and threw her pen down on the table. “I’m up for anything that doesn’t involve studying.”

Xander pulled them both onto the dance floor.

They all started to move to the fast song that was now playing, too lost in their own world to notice that they were being watched.


* * * * *


Spike saw her the second he entered the crowded club. She was petite, blonde, and so full of life. He could practically hear her heart beating over all of the other bodies in the place. She was dancing with some bloke that kept putting his hands all over her. Spike growled, not knowing why the display bothered him so much.

Angelus joined him a few seconds later, smiling at the sight of his next prey. “That’s the one I want.”

Spike saw where he was pointing, eyes widening when he realized it was the same girl that he had been watching.

“She’s just begging to be fucked in that outfit. You know what to do, boy.”

Spike hated being called that. He was almost two hundred years old, for crying out loud. He took in a deep, unneeded breath, then made his way over to the girl. He noticed that the two with her seemed to have disappeared, leaving her dancing by herself. Spike finally reached her side, wrapping his arms around her waist and moving to the music.

Buffy was startled when she felt unfamiliar arms around her, turning to gaze into the clearest blue eyes that she had ever seen.

He gave her a smile, relieved to see that she was relaxing in his embrace as they continued the dance.

The song ended, and Buffy felt her breath catch in her throat at the intense stare he was giving her. “Who are you?”

Spike only smiled again, leaning towards her and whispering in her ear.

Buffy nodded after a moment, still not believing that she agreed to leave with him. She had a boyfriend, but for some reason was finding it very hard to care. Buffy waved goodbye to her friends, then took off with the mysterious stranger.

Spike released her hand once they were outside.

“Where are we going?” Buffy wondered when he remained silent. The look on his face now confused her, but she didn’t have much time to think of it. Buffy was suddenly grabbed from behind. A cold hand pressed over her mouth and nose, cutting off her scream and air supply.

Angelus grinned when the girl passed out, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder. “Good job, William. Now, let’s have some fun with her.”


* * * * *


Buffy awoke with a huge headache. She glanced around at her surroundings, not recognizing where she was. She tried to move, but noticed that her arms and legs were chained up; breaking out of them was not an option. Of course, that didn’t stop her from pulling at the chains with all the strength she had.

“I wouldn’t do that, you’re just going to hurt yourself even more.”

Buffy looked up at her kidnapper. He was tall, with dark hair, and an evil smirk on his face. “Who are you? What do you want with me?” she said shakily.

His grin grew even wider. “You’ll find out soon enough. We have big plans for you, sweetheart.”

Buffy gulped at the look in his cold eyes. “We?” It was then that the other man showed himself, the same man she met at the Bronze. She cursed herself for being so stupid. Her mother always taught her to never go anywhere with strangers, Buffy really wished that she would have listened. “Please, just let me go.”

Angelus stepped closer to her, trailing a finger down her cheek. “I’m afraid we can’t do that. You’ll never see your precious family or friends again. Like I said, we have big plans for you. I’m just getting started, baby. You’re not going anywhere.”

Chapter 2

“Are you sure this is the girl you want? I bet you could find someone better than her. She’s too skinny, and I thought you liked your women with big boobs. She hardly has anything. I just think you should let her go and find another chit.”

Angelus chuckled. “Since when do you care about looks, William? If I didn’t know any better, I would think that you wanted her for yourself.”

Spike rolled his eyes. “Hardly, I told you, Drusilla is the only one for me. No one could ever replace her, definitely not some California valley girl.”

Angelus shrugged. “Suit yourself, but I intend to get my fill of this one. You sure you don’t want to play with her for a bit? She seems feisty.”

“I don’t play with my food, mate. I was never one for torturing before the kill.”

Angelus let out a long sigh. “You were always odd, but oh well. I have a girl to break in. You can go back to sulking over Dru, but you really should eat something.” He walked over to the bound girl, who he found out was named Buffy Summers from her driver’s license. Angelus unchained her, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her over to his room.

Spike tried to turn away when her scared eyes landed on him, silently begging for his help. All he could do was stand there helplessly as his grandsire took her away.


* * * * *


Angelus threw her down on his bed, grinning wickedly as her cute breasts jiggled at the impact. He didn’t know what Spike was talking about; she had a good enough size for him. He quickly disposed of his clothing, his cock hard and aching for the nice touch of a woman.

Buffy moved back towards the headboard, searching for a way out.

Angelus saw her eyes stare at the doorway, his grin widening. “I’d kill you before you could even try to get by me. Now, just lay back and relax. I promise it won’t hurt, much.”

“Why are you doing this? My father can give you money, whatever you want. Just don’t hurt me, please.”

He laughed, moving closer to the bed. “No, begging comes later.” Angelus pounced then, getting on top of her and pinning her arms above her head.

Buffy tried to kick him away from her, but his grip was too tight.

“I love it when they struggle.” In one quick move, he had her clothing off and thrown to the floor. Angelus licked his lips at the sight of her naked body underneath him. He lowered his head, slowly licking up and down her neck.

Buffy turned away from him, shutting her eyes and hoping that it was all a bad dream.

Angelus fondled her breasts, roughly squeezing both of the nipples. Her eyes remained closed and that just wouldn’t do. He took her left nipple into his mouth, biting down hard on it.

Buffy cried out, which forced her eyes open.

Angelus smirked and moved down her body, inhaling the sweet scent coming from her womanhood. He shoved three fingers inside of her passage, pumping them in and out. He pushed them in far enough to realize that she had no barrier. “Well, this is disappointing. There’s nothing better than fucking a virgin, but I suppose I’ll make an exception for you.” Angelus pulled his fingers out of her pussy, licking the digits clean of her juices. His eyes rolled back in his head at the taste of her. He had to have more, plunging his tongue into her very wet hole and fucking her with it.

Buffy yelled when her orgasm hit. She tried to hold it off, not wanting to give him the satisfaction, but it was no use.

Angelus drank every drop of her cum down, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Now that the appetizer is out of the way, it’s time for the main course.”

Buffy didn’t have much time to think about that as Angelus thrust his cock into her, hard and fast. A scream broke out of her throat, tears now streaming down her face at the pain.

“Fuck, you’re so tight. I can almost pretend that you were a virgin.” He grinned when he caught the tears in her eyes. “That’s it, baby. Cry about what I’m doing to you, I love it when they cry. It’s a fucking turn on.” The sight of her tears had him pounding harder into her pussy, fucking her raw and possibly bloody. Whether she was a virgin or not, blood and tears were definitely two of his favorite things in the world.

Buffy couldn’t take anymore. It felt as if her body was on fire. “Please stop,” she whispered, but he just continued to smile maliciously.

Angelus laughed; pulling his cock out a bit and slamming it back inside of her. “Now is the right time for begging.”

Buffy’s eyes widened as his face turned, fangs sprouting from his mouth.


* * * * *


Spike had enough after hearing her scream for the second time. He couldn’t just stand around and listen anymore. With that thought in mind, Spike left the warehouse to hopefully find something to kill and take his mind off of what Angelus was doing to the beautiful blonde.


* * * * *


Normally he loved it when they screamed, but this one was starting to give him a headache. Angelus back handed her hard across the face, instantly shutting her up.

Buffy turned back to look at him, her face smeared with tears and probably a soon to be bruise. “What…What are you?” she wondered hoarsely.

He grinned through his fangs. “I’m a vampire and if you cooperate, you’ll get the chance to be one.”

Buffy gasped when he suddenly attacked her neck, plunging his fangs into her throat and sucking long pulls of her blood into his mouth.

Angelus noticed her heartbeat start to slow down, yanking his fangs out before she took her last breath. “I don’t think you’re quite ready for that yet. I broke Drusilla before I killed her. I slaughtered her family, her friends, made her watch as I fucked Darla into the ground. Then, I turned her into a demon. You have a long way to go. So, I suggest you get comfortable. We’re nowhere near finished.”


* * * * *


Spike grinned when he found his victim. A biker bloke that looked to be trying to steal from an innocent woman, and he just couldn’t have that. He snuck up behind the man, smashing his head into a nearby wall. When he was distracted, Spike grabbed him by the throat and snapped his neck, dropping the now dead body to the ground. He glanced up at the terrified woman, noticing that she had a cut on her forehead that was dripping blood. The scent was too much, but he tried not to give in as he clenched his fists at his side.

“Get out of here!” he barked at her, pleased when she ran off in the other direction. Spike collapsed against the wall, hearing police sirens in the distance. He took one more look at the lifeless biker, then made his way back to the warehouse.

Chapter 3

Buffy choked and gagged, trying to get her breathing under control.

Angelus rolled his eyes. “Okay, you’re going to have to work on that gag reflex. I like my women able to take it all in.”

Her eyes watered from the coughing of having his cock forced down her throat. She lay back against the headboard, wishing that it could just be over.

“Have you ever been fucked in the ass before?”

Buffy’s eyes widened, a look of fear taking over her features.

Angelus grinned, the expression on her face being all that he needed. “Well, I think it was time you learned.”

Buffy tried to dodge his hands, pure relief when the door to his room burst open.

“I need a word with you, Peaches.”

Angelus growled, despising that nickname of Spike’s. “I’m a little busy right now.”

Spike glanced at Buffy, his eyes leering on her naked breasts longer than they should.

Buffy wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly feeling a chill under his gaze.

“Yeah, I can see that. This won’t take long.”

Angelus groaned and stood up, putting his pants on and following Spike out of the room. “What do you want?”

Spike took in a deep, unneeded breath. “I overheard some demons talking at Willy’s tonight. It looks like this town has a Slayer, one that’s apparently been here for years. She’s really secretive, though. Not even a lot of the vamps know what she looks like.”

Angelus silently cursed at this news. “We’ll leave tomorrow; the last thing I want to deal with is a fucking Slayer.”

Spike grinned. “Are you afraid of one girl, Angelus? Incase you’ve forgotten, I’ve killed two of them. I’ve never run from Slayers before, and I’m not about to start now. Don’t worry; chances are that she’ll never even find us. This place has been abandoned for decades, no one comes here.”

As much as he hated to admit it, Spike did have a point.

“Look, why don’t you go out and find yourself someone nice to eat? I’ll stay here with the girl, I’m sure you’re starting to get bored of her.”

Angelus thought about it, then nodded after a moment. “That sounds good to me. You can have some fun with her if you want. You should be used to taking my leftovers.”

Spike glared at his retreating back, glad that he finally decided to leave. “Bloody git,” he said to himself, then headed into Angelus’ room to find her in the same position. She looked scared at his entrance, but also a bit relieved. Spike could tell that she was cold, if her hard nipples were anything to go by. Without giving much thought to his actions, he took his leather duster off and handed it to her. “Here, you should put this on.”

Buffy was confused, but did as he said. The leather felt really good around her, and it was big enough to cover up mostly everything.

Spike sat down in a nearby chair, not knowing what else to do.

Buffy eyed him suspiciously, speaking up after what felt like forever. “Are you a vampire, too?”

Spike was stunned at the sudden sound of her voice, but all he did was nod.

Buffy laughed humorlessly. “I can’t believe any of this. Vampires aren’t supposed to exist, none of this is supposed to be happening. Why did you choose me? I never did anything to deserve this. I just wanna go home. You’re not like him, I know that. You can get me out of here. He’ll…He’ll kill me if you don’t let me go. I’m only nineteen-years-old, I don’t want to die. Please, don’t let him hurt me anymore.” She was openly crying now, but Buffy didn’t care. Nothing mattered if she couldn’t get out of there.

Spike felt something in him break at the sight of her tears, and he didn’t understand it. He made lots of girls cry before; beg for him not to take their life. This was the first girl that ever had the ability to make him feel guilty. Spike groaned and stared up at the ceiling. “Fuck, I can’t believe I’m doing this.” He then got up and headed over to the bed, helping Buffy up as well and pulling her out of the room. “Let’s go, we need to hurry before he gets back.”

Buffy was shocked that he was actually willing to help her, but only nodded and let him lead her out of the warehouse.


* * * * *


“Why can’t I just go home?”

Spike sighed and entered the mansion on Crawford Street, pulling her inside after him. “It’s not safe for you to go home right now. He’ll be able to track you down there, then your family would be at risk. I know you don’t want that. This is the safest place I could find. I’ve been staying here some nights, Angelus never even knew.”

Buffy looked around at her new surroundings. “What’s to stop him from finding me here?”

“It’s protected; no other demons will be allowed to enter. I had a feeling that I might end up needing a safe place to hide from Angelus.”

She raised her eyebrows. “You planned on leaving him?”

Spike shrugged. “Thought about it, I never wanted to stay forever. I just don’t have anyone else, not since Drusilla took off. He’s all the family I have left.”

Buffy felt a little bad for him. “Drusilla was your girlfriend, right?”

He nodded, desperately wanting to change the subject. “You can take the bedroom I’ve been using. I’ll come back to check on you later, there should be some clothes in there. I’m sure you can find something that would fit.”

“You’re going back? What are you going to tell him?” she wondered.

“I’ll think of something, but you have to promise that you’ll stay here. You’ll be safe here, okay?”

Buffy nodded. “I promise, just be careful. Thank you,” she stated, giving him a hug.

Spike was taken by surprise, but found himself wrapping his arms around her. It only lasted for a few seconds, but he could have held her forever. “You should get some rest,” he told her, running his fingers down her leather clad arm. “Keep the coat. It looks better on you, anyway.”

Buffy smiled when he walked away, feeling that she was finally safe.


* * * * *


Spike hoped that he could make it back before Angelus returned, but there was no such luck when he found the elder vampire waiting for him.

“You’re such a disappointment, William. Imagine my surprise when I came back to find both you and the girl gone. Now, you know better than to piss me off.” He grabbed Spike by the shirt, getting into his face. “Where the fuck is she?”

Chapter 4

Buffy found some sweats to change into, but she was having a hard time actually getting to sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she could see Angelus on top of her. The door to the mansion was thrown open and Buffy jumped, fearing that Angelus found her. She was relieved to see that it was Spike, gasping when she got a good look at him.

“What happened to you?” She helped him over to the couch, noticing that he was limping.

“Angelus was waiting there when I got back. Let’s just say he wasn’t very happy. I managed to sneak out after he finally went to bed.”

Spike sat down on the couch, wincing at the pain in his backside.

Buffy’s eyes widened when she realized what that could be from. “God, did he actually…?” She couldn’t finish the sentence, but Spike knew what she meant.

“That’s his idea of punishment.”

Buffy felt tears form in her eyes, but tried to hold them back. “He’s such a monster.”

Spike graced her with a sad smile. “That would make me a monster, too.”

She shook her head. “No, you’re nothing like him. A monster wouldn’t have helped me tonight. You could have killed me, but you didn’t.”

“No, all I did was let you get raped. Don’t make me out to be some kind of hero, love.”

Buffy thought about something. “When you said all those things about me, was that just to get him to hopefully let me go?”

He nodded. “Yeah, should have known it wouldn’t work.”

She sighed in relief. “So, you really didn’t believe any of it?”

Spike shook his head as well, smiling at the look on her face. “No, I definitely didn’t believe any of it. Shouldn’t you be sleeping right about now?” he asked, changing the subject.

“I can’t sleep. It’s like I’m still trapped in that warehouse with him every time I close my eyes. I can feel him on top of me, like he’s really here. Was I really there for three days? It felt so much longer.”

Spike gave her hand a firm squeeze. “I’ll be here now, so you should try and get some rest.”

Buffy was glad for that. “You should take the bed since you’re hurt.”

“I’ll be fine on the couch, don’t worry about me.”

For some reason, Buffy didn’t see that happening. She gave him one more look, then headed into the bedroom.

Spike watched her go and made himself comfortable, as much as he could. It wasn’t long before he was drifting off to slumber.


* * * * *


Willow got up after hearing a knock on her door, letting out a yawn and going to open it. She frowned at the sight of Riley Finn.

“Hey, have you heard anything from Buffy yet?”

She was really starting to get annoyed of all his pestering. They all missed Buffy, but she was getting tired of him constantly showing up at the dorm. “Not since the last time you asked me.”

Riley ran his fingers through his hair. “Where could she be? It’s almost been four days since her disappearance. She wouldn’t have just taken off, right? I’m sure she would have said something.”

Willow shrugged. “Buffy was stressing over her studies, but I know she wouldn’t have just left. The last time I saw her was at the Bronze, she left with some guy and never came back.” Her eyes widened, realizing what she said.

Riley took on a hurt expression. “She left with another guy?”

“I’m sure it wasn’t anything serious. They were dancing and the next thing I know, she’s leaving with him. I’m sure nothing happened.”

Riley wasn’t convinced. “What if this guy is responsible for her disappearance? She could have been kidnapped or something.”

Willow thought about it. “I don’t know. He didn’t seem like he wanted to hurt her.”

The more Riley heard, the more worried he felt. “What did he look like?”

“I didn’t get a very good look; only saw the back of his head. He had bleached hair, so it was hard to miss. And a long leather coat.”

Riley wondered why that sounded so familiar to him, but he just shook it off. “If you hear anything from Buffy, let me know.”

Willow agreed as Riley walked away. She shut the door and went over to the phone, picking it up to dial a number that she knew by heart.


* * * * *


Spike watched her sleep, not having the heart to wake her. It took her a while to finally stop tossing and turning, now she looked to be sleeping peacefully. The more he got to know her, the more he regretted letting Angelus get his hands on her. Spike didn’t know he could come to care about a woman that wasn’t Drusilla, but Buffy completely took him by surprise. He was broken out of his thoughts by the sound of her soft moans, kneeling down by the bed to be closer to her. He wondered what she was dreaming about now, but hoped it wasn’t his grandsire.

“Spike,” she said in a whisper.

His eyes widened at the thought of her dreaming about him, but her expression of peace quickly changed to one of fear.

“No, don’t hurt him.”

Spike wondered if that had something to do with Angelus, but it was time to wake her up. “Come on, Buffy. Time to wake up, you’re just having a nightmare.” He shook her gently, relieved when she finally opened her eyes.

“Spike?” she wondered, as if seeing him for the first time.

He nodded. “You okay?”

Buffy nodded as well, then sat up in bed. “I feel disgusting,” she claimed suddenly.

Spike figured that she just wanted a shower, but she wasn’t finished.

“I can still feel him on me. I…I don’t want him on me anymore. I want to wipe his touch away, as if it was never there. Could you help me?”

He wasn’t sure what she was getting at, but was never expecting her next words.

“Make love to me, Spike. Please, get his touch off. I would rather feel you.”

Spike didn’t know what to do. Sure, he was extremely tempted. A beautiful woman was asking him to make love to her, but he knew it was only because of Angelus. She probably never would have said that otherwise, then there was Drusilla. He never even imagined being with anyone that wasn’t his dark princess, but she left him. She didn’t want anything to do with him and it was about time he accepted that.

Buffy saw the look on his face and couldn’t bear the rejection. She tried to get up, but he stopped her by placing a hand on her arm. She was confused at the expression on his face now, but didn’t have much time to think about it as his lips met hers.

Chapter 5

Spike had her clothes off in an instant, growling at the sight of the bruises on her flesh. He knew Angelus liked it rough, but once again hated letting that happen to her. He noticed the bite mark on her neck, feeling more shame and rage go through him.

Buffy was confused by the change in his mood. “Spike, are you okay?”

He was brought out of his thoughts by her concerned voice. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

She was relieved when he started to kiss her again, taking her bottom lip into his mouth.

Spike removed his clothes just as fast, getting on top of her and staring down into her eyes. “Are you sure about this?”

Buffy nodded. “I need you. I won’t have any regrets.”

Spike could tell that foreplay wasn’t what she wanted, and knew that she was more than ready. He didn’t waste any time before thrusting his cock inside of her, trying to be as gentle as he could.

Buffy gasped at the penetration, grasping on to his shoulders and holding tight.

“Does it hurt?” he wondered, figuring that she was probably still sore.

Buffy shook her head. “It’s okay, you can go faster. I can take it.”

Spike was happy to oblige as he pounded faster and harder into her. This was the first time he had ever been with a human woman; he couldn’t believe how hot she was. An idea suddenly occurred to him. It was the only way he could think of to possibly keep her safe from his grandsire. “Do you trust me?”

Buffy gazed into his eyes, nodding after a moment.

That was all Spike needed. He reached down to her pussy, slipping his thumb inside her wet folds and flicking her clit as he continued to fuck her with his cock. When Spike noticed that she was close to release, he struck her neck with his fangs, obliterating Angelus’ mark. He took a few pulls of her blood, pulling out before he could take too much. “Mine,” he whispered, licking the wound closed.

Buffy was hit by the most intense orgasm of her life. She cried out, throwing her head back in pure ecstasy.

Spike watched as she came down from her high, brushing the hair off of her face. “You all right?”

“I’ve never felt anything like that. What did you do?”

Spike decided to tell her the truth, hoping that she wouldn’t be too upset about it. “I claimed you. It happens with a bite and words of possession.”

Buffy raised her eyebrows. “What exactly is a claim?”

“It’s something vampires do when they choose a mate for life. As far as I know, it’s never been done with humans before.”

Buffy sat up. “A mate for life? Does that mean I belong to you now?”

Spike placed a calming hand on her arm. “It’s not a complete claim since you didn’t reciprocate, but that is the general idea. I know I shouldn’t have done it without your permission, but this is the only way that I know of to keep you safe from Angelus. A claim is very powerful, other vampires would be able to see it and hopefully leave you alone. They would see you as mine.”

Buffy was confused. “How come that didn’t happen when Angelus bit me?”

“He would have had to say something about you being his in order for a claim to take effect. I think he just wanted to scare you. As soon as this whole thing with Angelus is taken care of, we’ll find a way to break the claim. I just didn’t know what else to do.”

She nodded. “I’m tired now.”

Spike nodded as well. “I’ll let you get some more rest, it’s still dark out.”

Buffy grabbed his arm when he stood up, pulling him down to press a soft kiss to his mouth.

He was surprised by the sweet gesture.

“Thank you for protecting me.”

Spike smiled and touched his lips to her forehead, feeling so much affection for this tiny girl in only a short amount of time.


* * * * *


“Agent Finn, are you sure we can’t turn back to the base now? We’ve been out here for hours.”

Riley glared at him. “I’m not giving up until I find her, Forrest. I just know some disgusting demon has her.”

“Well, then she’s probably already dead.”

Riley wouldn’t believe that. He knew that his precious girl was still alive, and he was going to find her. Riley would kill anything that stood in his way.


* * * * *


Spike couldn’t take his eyes off of her. She made the most adorable faces when she was sleeping. He decided that it would be best for him to stay in the room with her, and she had no complaints. He was finding it hard to doze off, too busy watching her. Besides, he couldn’t sleep when the sun was still down. Spike trailed his hand up her bare shoulder, noticing her shiver at the contact. He still couldn’t believe that he actually claimed her. It was something he never would have imagined doing with a human. Spike always wanted to with Drusilla, but she would never allow it. She was too in love with her ‘Daddy’ to care much about him. He would have given her anything, but now found that he was glad she never would have let him claim her. Spike wouldn’t have been here with Buffy if that was the case. He didn’t know what he was suddenly feeling for the girl. She was just a teenager, an innocent, but he had an urge to protect her from the world. From all the harsh disappointment that young people her age usually had to deal with. Spike may not be able to do that, but he could start with protecting her from Angelus. Everything else could come later. She was his now, and he wouldn’t let anyone take her away from him. He would kill anyone that tried, no matter the consequences.

“What are you thinking about?”

He was too lost in his thoughts to notice when she woke up. “Only about you, baby.”

She smiled. “I would hope so.”

Spike rolled on top of her. “Are you still tired?”

Buffy shook her head, licking her lips.

He smashed his lips to hers in a passionate kiss, different from the ones they shared earlier that night.

Buffy moaned into his mouth, running her fingers down his back. She took in a deep breath when he broke the kiss.

Spike touched his forehead to hers. “I forget that you need oxygen.”

Buffy giggled. “Yeah, I’m actually pretty known for it.”

Spike nuzzled his nose with hers, then positioned himself over her entrance and once again slid inside her pussy. The feel of her was so natural to him now. He couldn’t believe that he lived so long without this feeling. “Fuck, squeeze me harder. That’s my girl.”

Buffy felt touched by his words, never wanting the feeling to go away. She actually forgot about her nice, normal boyfriend.

Chapter 6

“So, this girl is chosen to slay vampires and other demons that she happens to come across?”

Spike nodded. “That’s about it.”

Buffy was still shocked. “Wow, I can’t imagine one girl doing all of that. It would be way too much responsibility.”

“I told Angelus about a Slayer being in town, he was pretty freaked by it. That’s one thing he’s always been afraid of, never was able to defeat one before.”

Buffy couldn’t believe that he was afraid of anything. “Have you?”

Spike was hoping she wouldn’t ask that, but he was going to be honest. “Two, one during the Boxer Rebellion and one in New York. After I found out about the existence of Slayers, I became obsessed with them. I think I mainly just wanted to prove myself worthy to Drusilla, and I knew killing a Slayer would do that. It did, for a little while at least.”

“You really loved her, didn’t you?”

Spike could see the hurt in her eyes. “Yes, but I don’t anymore. Not the way I used to. She’s just my sire now. I’ll probably never even see her again, and I realized that I’m okay with that. I thought she was all that I could ever want, but I was wrong.”

Buffy wondered if that had something to do with her, but she wasn’t about to ask.

Spike perked up when he heard a noise. “Stay here, I’ll be right back.” He got out of bed, putting his pants and shirt back on. Once he left the room, he was met by a crossbow bolt in his chest, luckily missing the heart.

Buffy ran out of the room when she heard the commotion, shocked to see who their intruder was. “Riley? What did you do?” she wondered, moving over to Spike’s side.

The soldier was relieved to see her. “Buffy, are you okay? Did he hurt you?”

She became angry at that statement. “No, he didn’t hurt me. He’s been protecting me.”

Spike chuckled humorlessly. “I guess I didn’t think about protecting this place from other humans.”

Buffy grew concerned and pulled the arrow out of his chest, wincing at his cry of pain. She ripped a piece of her shirt off to try and stop the bleeding.

“What’s going on here? He’s a vampire, Buffy. You can’t trust him.”

She rolled her eyes. “Right now I would trust him more than you. I was kidnapped and raped, Riley. Spike is the one that got me away and has been helping me. He protected this place because he knew going home right now would put the people I cared about at risk.”

Riley raised his eyebrows, finally getting a better look at the vampire. “I remember you now. You're William the Bloody; I've been tracking you and Angelus for a while. We tried to capture you weeks ago. He killed some of my men, Buffy. He may have helped you, but he's still a bloodthirsty monster.”

Buffy looked back and forth between both of them. “What are you talking about, and what's with the GI Joe outfit?” she said, as if just noticing what he was wearing.

Spike spoke up first, pressing the shirt to his wound. “He's a part of some military institution that captures demons and vampires, they do experiments on them. Some are even harmless, but these gits could care less.”

Buffy gasped. “What? How could you not tell me about something like this?”

Riley looked guilty, but only for a moment. “You're a civilian, Buffy. We're not supposed to reveal our identity to anyone, not even our girlfriends. You wouldn't have understood, but we do a lot of good for the people of Sunnydale. There is no such thing as a harmless demon.”

Buffy shook her head. “I think you should go. I'm obviously not hurt, so there's no point in you being here. I can take care of myself.”

Riley was about to protest, but the thunderous expression on her face had him changing his mind. “You'll be sorry when he turns on you,” with that said, he walked out of the mansion.

Buffy focused her attention back on Spike, helping him up off the floor. “God, I can't believe I actually dated that guy.”

Spike gave her a small smile, letting her lead him back into the bedroom.


* * * * *


“You need blood to heal, Spike. Stop being such a baby and bite me already.”

He growled. “I’ve already taken too much. I’ll be fine, just need to get to a butcher shop.”

Buffy raised her eyebrows. “So, you won’t be feeding from anyone else?”

Spike rolled his eyes. “I haven’t really been feeding much since I’ve been here, I don’t see that happening now. I don’t know what it is; I just haven’t had the urge to feed. I’ve been getting my blood from the local butcher shop. They know me pretty well over there by now.” For some reason, the look of awe on her face bothered him. “I’m still not a good bloke, Buffy. I have killed, usually when they had it coming, but that’s not the point. I’m still dangerous.”

Buffy cuddled up at his side. “Yep, very dangerous.”

He smiled fondly at her, pressing a kiss to the top of her head and watching as she drifted off to sleep. “What have you done to me?”


* * * * *


“Do we have to go over this again?” Angelus grabbed the minion by his scrawny neck, lifting him off of the ground. “I want you to find Spike and tell me where he’s been hiding, or I’ll rip your head off. Do we understand each other now?”

He nodded, relieved when the elder vampire finally let him go.

Angelus glared at him. “Now would be good.”

The lackey nodded again and ran out of the warehouse.

Angelus let out a long sigh. “It is so hard to find good help these days. Don’t you agree?” He turned to the girl sitting in the corner, pure fear written on her features. “You’re not the one I want, but you’ll do nicely until she’s returned to me.” He snatched her up and carried her into his bedroom, as she pounded on his back and begged him to release her. That only made him bark in laughter. Angelus threw her down on the bed, grinning wickedly as he gazed at her. The girl was blonde, not as small as Buffy, but she looked just like her. Harmony Kendall wasn’t as feisty, but she would make a good replacement for the time being. “You can feel free to beg all you like, it’ll get you nowhere. Now, let’s have some fun.”


* * * * *


Buffy was worried. She was worried when Spike left to the butcher’s to get some blood, but since that was now almost two hours ago, she was way beyond worried. Buffy just prayed that Angelus didn’t get a hold of him. A few more minutes went by and she was slowly going out of her mind. Not able to wait anymore, she grabbed a jacket and left the mansion in hopes that she would be able to find him. She figured that he would be mad at her for leaving, but really couldn’t seem to care. Buffy wasn’t able to get very far, as soon as she took a few steps out of the mansion, she was attacked by what looked to be a vampire. She screamed and tried to fight him off, but wasn’t having much luck. The vampire pinned her down, getting on top of her and lowering his fangs to her neck. Buffy closed her eyes in anticipation of the bite, but it never came. She coughed as a cloud of dust formed around her, looking up at what she thought would be Spike, but was shocked at the sight of her savior.

“Willow?”

Chapter 7

Buffy was in a state of shock as she stared at her best friend, a stake clutched in her hand.

Willow had the same expression on her face. “Buffy? I didn’t even realize that was you.”

Buffy grabbed the hand that Willow offered to her, standing up and dusting herself off. “I could say the same to you.” She glanced back to the stake, her eyes widening as a thought occurred to her. “Wait, you’re the Slayer?”

Willow looked taken aback. “You know about Slayers?”

Buffy shook her head. “Not until recently, how long has this been going on?”

“Only about four years now, I was called at fifteen.”

Buffy couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “How could you have kept this a secret from me? We’ve been best friends since kindergarten.”

Willow felt guilty. “I’m really sorry, Buffy. Not a day went by that I didn’t regret not telling you. I wanted to so much, but Giles would never let me. He would always go on about how I would put anyone at risk that knew the truth about me.”

Buffy wondered why that name sounded so familiar. “Mr. Giles? Our high school librarian?”

She nodded. “Yeah, he’s my watcher; every Slayer has to deal with one. He trains me and stuff, but enough about that. Where have you been the last few days? We’ve been worried sick about you.”

Buffy took in a deep breath. “It’s a long story. Let’s go inside, we have a lot to talk about.”

Willow followed Buffy into the huge mansion, looking around in confusion. “This is where you live now? When did you decide to leave the dorm? Shouldn’t I have known about this?”

Buffy smiled at her friend’s questions. Yeah, they had much to talk about.


* * * * *


Willow sat with her jaw hanging open once Buffy relived what happened to her.

“I’ve been here ever since.”

Willow still couldn’t believe it, guilt once again going through her. “I’m so sorry, Buffy. This is all my fault. I’m supposed to save people from vampires, and yet I let you get taken by one. I should have never let you out of my sight at the Bronze.”

Buffy patted her shoulder. “It’s okay, I don’t blame you. I’m a big girl, Will. I should have known better. You can’t always protect me, but I think it all worked out for the best. There’s something I should probably warn you about the guy that saved me,” whatever else she would have said was cut off by the arrival of Spike.

He barged into the mansion; vamp face on and looking to kill something.

Willow reacted instantly, grabbing her stake and aiming it in his direction.

Buffy placed a calming hand on her arm. “It’s okay, he won’t hurt me.”

Spike relaxed when he saw that she was okay, turning back to his human features. He raised his eyebrows at the sight of the other girl, but focused back on Buffy. “Sorry, I thought I sensed Angelus around here.”

Buffy didn’t know how that was possible, until realization hit her. “That vampire Willow killed, he must have been sent after us by Angelus. Well, at least he won’t have anything to report now.”

Spike nodded and turned back to the girl he assumed was Willow. “You wanna lower the stake now, pet?”

She glanced to Buffy for confirmation, then did as he said.

Spike sighed in relief, looking her over. “So, I take it you’re the Slayer?”

Willow raised her head up high, wondering what Buffy was doing with a vampire.

“She’s my best friend, I just found out about that little bit myself. I still find it very hard to believe, but I probably wouldn’t be here right now if it wasn’t for her.”

Spike took a step closer to them. “I’m grateful for you showing up, then. I would have been here sooner, but got into a little trouble in the cemetery. Some demon was attacking a woman, thought I would lend a helping hand.”

Willow was confused, finally speaking up. “Do you have a soul?”

His bark of laughter practically shook the walls. “No, I don’t have a bloody soul. I have no use for one, either.”

Buffy shook her head. “He’s not with the soul having, but he has been helping me. I don’t know why, but I know that he wouldn’t hurt me. He risked everything to get me away from Angelus. You believe me, right?”

Willow could see how sincere her friend was, then nodded after a moment. “When are you coming back home?”

Buffy thought about it. “I don’t know, I guess when Spike thinks it’s safe. Angelus is still out there looking for me. He’s so scary, Willow. I don’t even want you going up against him.”

She rolled her eyes. “I’m not scared of vampires, there hasn’t been one yet that I haven’t been able to kill. I destroyed the Master and everything.”

Spike was stunned. “Bloody hell, that was you? I think Angelus would have a reason to fear you, Red.”

She beamed at that, feeling proud by his admiration. It quickly faded at his next words.

“I’ve killed two Slayers before, but I doubt either of them would have been able to take old bat face on.”

Buffy held Willow back when it looked like she would try to stake him again.

“You’ve killed Slayers?”

Spike shrugged, not about to feel ashamed. “Yeah, what of it? Don’t worry your pretty little head; you’re a friend of Buffy’s. I won’t touch you.”

That seemed to relax her a bit. “I should be getting back to the college. Xander’s probably waiting for me.”

“Does he know about you?”

Willow shook her head. “No, he’s just as oblivious. I’m hoping to keep it that way.”

Buffy figured that was a good idea. “Don’t tell anyone that you saw me, okay? I don’t want anyone getting hurt thinking that they need to save me or something. I have all the protection I need here.”

Willow nodded. “Just be careful,” she said.

Buffy nodded as well, watching as her friend left the mansion.

Spike came up from behind and wrapped his arms around her waist. “Are you all right, love?”

She turned to look at him. “I am now.”

He kissed the top of her head and led her into the bedroom.


* * * * *


Angelus knew the minion wouldn’t be returning. It was really hard to find good help. He turned to his newest creation, grinning at the sight of her just starting to wake up. Angelus would need to find her someone to eat; the hunger was always the worst when you were a fledgling.

Chapter 8

“I wonder what my mom’s doing right now.”

Spike soothingly ran his fingers through her hair. “You miss her?”

Buffy nodded. “I know I don’t see her much since I’ve moved into the dorms, but I would still visit occasionally and call almost every other day. She’s probably going out of her mind right now; hopefully Willow would cover for me.”

“You’ll get to see her soon enough, love. I promise you that.”

She smiled and snuggled up closer to his side, taking a deep breath before saying what she wanted to next. “I love you.”

He instantly froze at those words, not knowing how to respond.

Buffy glanced up at him. “I don’t expect for you to say it back. We haven’t known each other all that long, and I know you’re still not completely over your ex. It’s okay, I can wait.”

Spike sighed in relief, pressing a kiss to her forehead. He was still confused about his feelings for the blonde, but knew that he cared about her deeply. It was more than he ever felt for Drusilla, and he didn’t think that was possible. All he knew was that in less than a week, this young girl came to mean so much to him. Spike was about to answer her, but stopped at the sound of a woman screaming outside. He could tell that Buffy wasn’t able to hear it, but he could with his enhanced hearing.

“What’s wrong?” she wondered.

Spike quickly stood up and got dressed. His caring for Buffy immediately made him care for others that might be in trouble. It was definitely not a feeling that he was used to yet, but he couldn’t ignore it. “I’ll be right back.” He left without waiting for a response, making his way out of the mansion and to where he heard the terrified scream. Spike found a young blonde not too far away, confused of why she was so scared. He couldn’t see her being attacked by anything, but when he got closer to her, realized that she had no heartbeat.

She gave him a smile. “I’ve been waiting for you.”


* * * * *


Buffy was starting to get worried when Spike took too long to return. She couldn’t wait anymore and after putting her clothes on, left the mansion to try and find him. She knew that was a bad idea after what happened last time, but couldn’t seem to care. Buffy finally spotted him in the cemetery, but saw that he wasn’t alone. She felt her heart ache at seeing him with another woman, watching her place her hand on his arm and noticing that he did nothing to pull away. She couldn’t make out what they were saying, but wasn’t about to stick around to find out. Buffy turned and ran back the way she came, not stopping until she crashed into a hard body. She gasped at the sight of Angelus now standing in front of her, taking a step back from him.

He grinned. “Well, what do we have here?”

Buffy tried to run away, but he snatched her arm in a tight grip.

“You’re not getting away from me that easily. This time, Spike won’t be around to help you.” Angelus placed his hand over her mouth to cut off her scream. “Now, that’s not very nice.”

Buffy bit into his hand, causing him to let her go. She couldn’t get very far, though.

He pounced on top of her, knocking her to the ground and pinning her arms above her head. “I wanted to wait until I got you back to the warehouse, but since you’re being so difficult, I’ll just have to settle for having you right here.” Angelus turned her head, ready to take another bite out of her, but pulled back in shock. “He claimed you? I’ll fucking kill him!” he spat, getting off of her and yanking her up with him. “Oh, he will pay for this. William knows better than to take what’s mine.”

Buffy finally had enough, lifting her knee up into his crotch. “I was never yours.”

Angelus groaned and clutched his privates.

She used that to her advantage and took off, knowing that he wouldn’t be very far behind. Buffy realized that she was right when he caught up to her, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her back towards him.

“That’s where you’re wrong, honey. It’s not a complete claim, which means it can be broken. You’ll be mine soon enough.”

Buffy closed her eyes when he licked a trail up her neck, feeling tears form and wishing that she never left the mansion. She cursed herself again for being so stupid.

Angelus lowered his fangs to her throat, but was suddenly ripped away from her.

“You won’t be touching her, mate.”

Buffy immediately went to Spike’s side, wrapping her arms around him and not letting go.

Angelus glared at him, then saw his annoying childe run over to them.

“I did what you said, Pooh Bear. I got him distracted for a bit, so you can’t blame me if it didn’t really work out the way you wanted.”

Spike chuckled. “Pooh Bear? Isn’t that just adorable?”

Angelus scowled at both of them. “I told you to stop calling me that, Harmony. You’ll be getting yours later.”

She squealed and clapped her hands in delight. “You promise? Oh, will you take me to Paris? You said you would.”

Angelus could feel a migraine coming on, which wasn’t something he thought could happen. “You know what? I’ve had enough.” Without warning, he pulled a stake out of his pocket and threw it at Harmony, grinning when it connected with her heart. He watched in satisfaction as she exploded into a cloud of dust, knowing that stake would eventually come in handy. “Never again will I turn such a ditz.”

Spike was still finding the whole thing amusing. “I think you’re starting to lose your edge, Peaches.”

Angelus hated that nickname even more. “You’re really one to talk, William. What? You think saving a couple of young girls will make up for all the lives that you’ve taken? Do you think she would ever want to spend eternity with you?” he said, pointing at Buffy. “I’ve got news for you; she’ll eventually get bored and move on. Just like Drusilla did, you’ll never be able to keep her satisfied. She didn’t even bother to return your pathetic claim.”

Spike tried not to let his grandsire’s words hurt him, but realized that was all he had been feeling since he met Buffy.

“No one could ever love you, boy. You’ll never be able to keep a woman like her.”

Buffy heard enough, she wouldn’t let this bastard make Spike have any regrets about being with her. With that thought in mind, she grabbed Spike and pulled his neck down to her mouth. She bit him hard enough to draw blood, then whispered the words that would change everything. “Mine,” she said, feeling him shiver under her touch.

“God, yours,” he whispered in response, staring up at her in awe.

Buffy caressed his cheek. “I’m always yours.”

Chapter 9

Angelus roared and charged at Spike, knocking him to the ground. He wasn’t about to let his foolish grandchilde take the girl that was meant to be his.

Buffy jumped on the vampire’s back, punching him with her tiny fists.

Angelus would have laughed if he wasn’t so enraged. He grabbed Buffy and threw her off of him, causing her to fall against a nearby tombstone. “I’ll deal with you later,” he told her and turned back to Spike, who was just getting up. “We’re gonna settle this now. You always were a mistake, you know that? Drusilla wanted someone to turn for her new toy, and she chose you. I knew you would have never been good enough to join us, that you would end up being a disappointment. Well, it wouldn’t be the first time I was right.”

Spike glared at him. “What about you? I’m not the only one that got dumped by my sire. It looks like I wasn’t the only mistake, you obviously couldn’t satisfy Darla.”

Angelus wouldn’t let that get to him, a grin forming on his face. He found Buffy starting to gain consciousness, snatching her by the arm and pulling her up. He held his hand around her neck. “She’s a cute little thing, isn’t she? You missed all the fun before, so this time, I think I’ll let you watch while I fuck her. If you make one wrong move, I’ll snap her neck like a twig.”

Spike remained in the same spot, not sure of what to do.

Buffy shut her eyes when Angelus ran his hands down her body, cupping her breasts through her shirt.

Angelus glanced up at Spike, giving him a smirk. He was about to rip her shirt open, but never got the chance when a stake suddenly plunged into his back, causing him to yell out and let her go.

Spike pulled Buffy up, keeping her close to his side this time.

Angelus turned around to see who would dare interrupt him. His eyes widened at the young, red head that was now standing there. “Who the fuck are you?”

She rolled her eyes, holding her now bloody stake up for him to see. “Take a wild guess. I won’t miss next time.”

Angelus chuckled humorlessly. “Perfect, I finally meet the Slayer. You’re not exactly what I pictured.”

“That’s nice; can we get to the fighting now? I have some studying to do.”

He circled her, looking her up and down. “You know, I’ve always wanted to kill a Slayer. You don’t seem so terrifying.”

Willow let out a yawn. “So, this is your plan to kill me? You’re just going to bore me to death?”

Angelus laughed. “Oh, you are a feisty one. I love that in a girl.”

She smiled. “Good, then you’ll love this.” Willow attacked then, taking him by surprise.

Angelus was able to block some of her moves, but she was stronger than he gave her credit for.

Buffy was intrigued by the fight, never seeing this side of her friend before. “We should help her.”

Spike stopped her from getting involved. “I don’t think she needs any help. I wish I had some bloody popcorn. There’s nothing I love more than seeing Peaches get his arse handed to him.”

Willow was starting to tire, but wasn’t about to give up. Not until the vampire was dust. She kicked him with all the strength that she possessed, and watched him fall to the ground. She stood above him, stake raised for the kill. “You shouldn’t have come to my town.”

Spike showed up right before she could thrust the weapon into his heart. “I can’t let you do that, Red.”

She stared at him in confusion, then at Buffy to see that she was just as confused. “I thought you said he was one of the good guys now?”

Buffy nodded, looking back at Spike with concern. “He is,” was all she could manage to get out.

Spike grabbed the stake out of Willow’s hand, then handed it over to Buffy. “You have to be the one to do it.”

Buffy took the stake from him, even more confused than before. “I don’t understand.”

He gave her a small smile. “It has to come from you, baby. After everything he did to you, this is the only way to get past that. You’ll never have to worry about him hurting you again.”

Buffy could feel tears in her eyes, not knowing just how much what happened affected her. She tried not to think about it, but knew that Spike was right. It was time to end this. “Get him up; I want him to see me better.”

Spike nodded and seized Angelus, pulling him off of the floor and making sure he wasn’t about to run off.

Buffy gazed into his cold eyes, the stake clutched tighter in her hand. “You’re not going to hurt anyone else.”

Angelus licked his lips. “You can’t kill me, little girl. You don’t have the guts. Admit it; you loved every nasty thing I did to you. When I was buried inside your warm pussy, you practically begged me for more. You wanted me to fuck you like a little slut. There’s a kinky bitch inside of you, just waiting to burst free. Let’s face it; you need a little monster in your man. Spike won’t be good enough for you. You need the darkness, but you’re not quite there yet. I could make you live forever, we could paint this whole town red. I’ll show you what a real man can do.”

It took all of Spike’s self-control to not rip the wanker’s head off right there, but she needed to do this. He shook his head when it looked like Willow would interfere, knowing that she got the message in his eyes.

Buffy stepped closer to him, giving him a hard look. “You’re not a man,” with that said, she drove the stake right into his heart, watching the shock take over his features for a split second before he turned to dust. Buffy dropped the stake to her side, staring at the spot where Angelus was once standing. “How do you like my darkness now?”

Spike could see the brave face she put on disappear in an instant, soon dissolving into sobs. He wrapped his arms around her shaking body, pulling her closer and stroking her hair soothingly. “It’s okay now, love. It’s all over.”

Willow patted her friend’s back in comfort. “That was amazing, Buffy. I’m really proud of you.”

Buffy pulled away to look at them after a moment, wiping at her eyes. “Can I go home now?”

Spike agreed to take her, not knowing exactly where this would leave them. She didn’t need his protection anymore, but hoped that this wasn’t the last he would see of her.

Chapter 10

“How is she doing?”

Willow took a deep breath before answering. “Her mom says that she hardly comes out of her room. She won’t go back to the dorms; she’s not sleeping very well, and hardly even eating. I’m really worried about her.”

Spike agreed. “I need to see her, but I don’t think I would be welcome in her house. Her mum doesn’t know anything about me, and I just know Buffy’s closing herself off to me. She doesn’t want me to feel what she feels.”

“This would be the claim thing that you mentioned, right?”

He nodded. “Yes, we’re connected now, but I know she’s in pain. My natural instinct is to go to her; I haven’t seen her in days. It’s bloody killing me.”

Willow nodded as well. “I just don’t think she wants to see you right now. She’s been through a lot and probably just needs more time. Buffy will come around when she’s ready.”

Spike didn’t think he could go one more day without seeing her, but decided to let it go. Once Willow headed back to the college, he moved over to Buffy’s bedroom window. He saw that her lights were out and figured that she was probably asleep. Spike climbed the tree outside of her window, peering inside to see that she was cuddled up in bed. He saw her move and knocked lightly on the glass, relieved when she looked over at him and didn’t seem to be pissed off. Spike moved back when she opened the window, licking his lips at the sight of her in some skimpy lingerie.

“Spike, what are you doing here?” she whispered.

“I needed to see you, Buffy. You can’t keep shutting me out.”

She let out a sigh. “This isn’t a very good time. We’ll talk tomorrow.”

He stopped her from shutting the windowpane. “Why don’t I believe that? It’s been almost a week. We’re claimed now, sweetheart. There’s no getting out of that. It would kill me if you regretted it.”

Buffy shook her head. “I don’t regret it. This is just a lot to take in. I suddenly have all these new feelings inside of me and it’s terrifying. I’m sorry that I was avoiding you, I just needed some time to myself.” She cupped his cheek. “I do love you. I know that more than anything, I’m just scared.”

Spike placed his hand over hers. “Invite me in, baby. You don’t have to be scared.”

She nodded and took a step back. “Come in, Spike.”

He smiled when he was able to cross the threshold, not wasting any time to take her into his arms and smother her with kisses. “I was going bloody crazy without you.”

“I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to worry you.”

Spike shook his head. “Don’t worry about that now. I need you, Buffy. I never knew the pain could feel this bad just from being apart for a few days.”

She definitely could agree with that. “We have to be quiet. My mom’s sleeping down the hall.”

Spike nodded and picked her up, carrying her over to the bed and placing her down gently.

Buffy gasped when her nightie was immediately ripped off of her, luckily she had plenty more.

Spike didn’t hesitate before plunging his tongue into her already very drenched pussy.

Buffy arched her back, giving him better access to her moist center.

Spike shoved his tongue further inside her hole, until she came in his mouth. He licked every drop down, staring up at her. “Fuck, you taste delicious.”

She was panting hard just from that one action, he had a very talented tongue.

“Are you ready for me now, pet? I don’t think I can wait much longer.”

Buffy nodded and held her arms out to him. “I’m always ready.”

Spike moved into her embrace, lowering his body on top of hers. In one quick thrust, he was buried deep inside of her pussy.

Buffy cried out, trying to not be very loud.

It always felt like Spike was home every time he was inside of her. It was like nothing he had ever felt before. “That’s it, baby. Fuck me just like that, don’t stop. Squeeze me hard.”

Buffy was happy to oblige, getting turned on by the things he was saying.

“Fuck, yes, that’s my girl.”

She felt pride go through her at those words.

Spike buried his head against her neck, sinking his fangs into his mark and taking two pulls of her blood. He then licked her wound closed, nuzzling her throat in the process.

Buffy didn’t even notice that she grabbed a pillow to muffle her screams. It just seemed like a natural thing to do.

Spike pulled out of her, lying beside her exhausted form.

“That was amazing,” she said breathlessly.

Spike chuckled. “Took the words right out of my mouth, love. The things you can do, it keeps taking me by surprise.”

Buffy turned to look at him. “Didn’t think a human girl could keep up with you?”

He shrugged. “I never cared to put it to the test. You are definitely not what I expected.”

“Is that a good thing?”

Spike smiled and pressed his lips to the top of her head. “It’s a very good thing.”

Buffy let out a breath. “I guess I should go back to the dorm soon. My mom is really starting to be concerned.”

“What exactly did you tell her about what happened?” he wondered.

“As close to the truth as I could, just leaving out the whole vampire part. I told her that I was kidnapped outside the Bronze and held at some warehouse. I didn’t think I should mention the whole rape thing, either. She doesn’t need to know about that. I told her that you came along and saved me, then brought me home. She wanted to know who you were, so I just said some guy that I went to school with. She wanted me to invite you over for dinner one of these days, but you don’t have to.”

Spike shook his head. “That’s fine, I don’t mind meeting her. I suppose I can try and look like a college bloke.”

Buffy giggled at that image. “Do you even eat regular food? We don’t exactly have any blood in the house.”

He took offense to that. “I have you know that I eat human food all the time. I love those spicy, buffalo wings at the Bronze. Oh, and that flowering onion thing, bloody brilliant.”

Buffy rolled her eyes, with a hint of a smile on her face. “You’ll fit right in.”

Chapter 11

“She’s fucking crazy, and I mean literally. She slaughtered an entire train of people. The driver never even had a clue, until she killed him. I can’t believe you haven’t heard about this, man. It’s all over the news. The only thing she left behind was some creepy doll.”

That was enough to perk Spike’s interest, and here he was thinking the night would be boring. He stood up and crossed the room, staring at the two demons that were in the middle of a conversation. “What was that again?”

The demon on the left looked up at him. “Why should we tell you? We don’t associate with vampires.”

Spike grinned, then picked the demon up by his neck. “I’m going to ask one more time. Who are you talking about?”

He tried to get out an answer. “Some vampire chick named Drusilla. I don’t know much. A buddy of mine just told me that she’s pretty crazed, and that she’s in town wanting revenge for the death of her sire. That’s all I know.”

Spike dropped him to the ground, dread going through him. No good could come from Drusilla being in town. He had to find her, hopefully before she found Buffy.


* * * * *


“I know you’re here, Dru. Show yourself,” Spike said once he reached the mansion, having a feeling that she would be there. He got his answer when she came out of the shadows, a rose in her hand that she trailed down her cheek.

“My William, I’ve come to make everything right again.”

Spike rolled his eyes. “You really picked a good time, you know that? How did you even get in here? This place is protected against any other vampires and demons.”

She smirked and showed him the talisman that was hanging around her neck.

Spike instantly knew what it was. Magic didn’t affect that particular amulet, or the person that happened to be wearing it. He chose not to say anything about it, though. “You need to get out of here. There’s a Slayer in this town, and I’m sure you don’t want to cross her.”

Drusilla giggled. “Bad dog, I’m not here for the Slayer. You’ve been very naughty, Spike. Playing with the little girl that took my daddy away from me, I felt him turn to dust. It made me ache all over. I’ll make her pay; we’ll be a family again.”

“This is not a family, Dru. We never were, and your precious ‘daddy’ could have cared less about you. He’s gone now because he messed with the wrong girl. My girl, and I won’t let you anywhere near her. You know, I used to wonder of how things would be if you showed up here. I would have taken you back in an instant, but things are different now. I’m not the same vampire I was. I’m only going to say this once. I want you out of my town, Dru. If I see you again, I will kill you. Stay the fuck away from her,” with that said, he stormed out of the mansion and didn’t look back.


* * * * *


“Honey, what time did you tell him to show up?”

Buffy let out the breath she had been holding. “I told him seven, he’ll be here. I’m sure he’s just running late.”

Spike arrived a few minutes later, taking Buffy by surprise at the outfit he was wearing. She wasn’t used to seeing him without the leather duster, but was definitely not disappointed by the outcome.

“Sorry I’m late, had to take care of something.”

Buffy smiled and took his hand, pulling him over to her mother. “Mom, I would like you to meet William.”

She smiled as well. “It’s nice to finally meet you.”

Spike nodded. “The pleasure is all mine, Mrs. Summers.”

She waved her hand in the air. “Please, call me Joyce. I hope you’re hungry, there’s plenty to go around.”

Buffy watched as her mother walked away, turning back to Spike. “So far so good, are you okay? You look a little pale. Well, more than usual.”

He shook his head, giving her a reassuring smile. “I’m fine, love. It’s nothing for you to worry about.”

Buffy wasn’t convinced, but only nodded and led him into the dining room.


* * * * *


“That went pretty well. I think she was very impressed with you. She could hardly stand any of my other boyfriends, so that’s a big plus.”

Spike tried to focus on what she was saying, but had too much on his mind, which Buffy easily picked up on.

“Are you sure you’re okay? You’ve been pretty quiet,” she told him.

Spike gave her another smile, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “I’m all right; it’s just been a long night. I should get going, and you should head up to bed.”

She pouted. “You’re not staying over tonight?”

He was definitely a sucker for her pout, but knew that he couldn’t give in that time. “I don’t think it would be the best idea. I wouldn’t want to get on your mum’s bad side.”

“She won’t even know. We were very careful last time.”

Spike chuckled. “Maybe another night, I should get back to the mansion. I’ll see you tomorrow, sweetheart.” He placed a quick kiss on her lips, then walked away from her house.

Buffy stared after him in confusion, wondering if something was wrong. She just shook that thought away and went inside the house, knowing that sleep would not come easy that night.


* * * * *


She was a big girl and couldn’t stay in her mother’s house for much longer, so Buffy decided to go back to the dorms. Angelus was gone and she no longer had anything to worry about. No one was likely to be as scary as him, so she should have no problems walking back to the college by herself. It was times like this that she wished she could drive, though. Buffy stopped suddenly when she heard a soft humming noise coming from behind her. She turned around to see that nothing was there, laughing at herself for being so paranoid. Buffy was about to turn back around, but crashed into another body. She gasped in shock, a hand covering her heart.

“Sorry, I didn’t see you there.”

The woman gave her an evil grin. “You’ve been a very bad girl.”

Buffy raised her eyebrows. “Um, do I know you?”

“We have a friend in common.”

Buffy didn’t know what she was talking about, but didn’t have much time to think about it as the woman pulled a cattle prod out from behind her back and struck Buffy with it. She fell to the ground, the last thing she saw was Drusilla’s smirking face before everything went black.


* * * * *


Spike stood up when Drusilla entered the mansion, without a care in the world. He was starting to wonder what he ever saw in the demented bint.

“I thought I told you to leave town.”

She moved closer to him, pulling a lock of blonde hair out of her pocket. “So pretty, just like the sun. You love the sunshine, don’t you, William?”

Spike gazed at the strand of hair, Buffy’s scent coming off of it. “You fucking bitch! What the hell did you do to her?”

Drusilla giggled, dropping the golden hair to the floor and stomping on it. “Shush, you know what happens to the bad sunshine? They get burned.”

Spike had about enough at this point. “I swear, if you’ve done anything to her, I will make you regret it. Now, where the fuck is she?”

Drusilla gave him a hard look, her mirth from before now gone.

Before Spike knew what happened, she pulled out the same cattle prod and aimed it at him.

Drusilla watched in satisfaction as he went down. She struck him a few more times, making sure that he was unconscious. “It’s time to play, my sweet. We will be a family again.”

Chapter 12

Spike awoke with a pounding in his skull. He tried to move his hands, but noticed that he was tied up. He opened his eyes and glanced around at his surroundings, which seemed to be the inside of a crypt. A soft moan had him focusing on the person in front of him, his eyes bulging at the sight of Buffy in chains. It looked like she was just coming to.

“Love, are you okay?”

She finally opened her eyes enough to stare at him, panicking as she pulled at the chains. “What’s going on? Where are we?”

Spike could hear how scared she sounded and wished more than anything that he could take her in his arms. “That’s what I would like to know. Where the fuck are you, Drusilla? Get the bloody hell out here now!” he yelled, hoping to get her attention.

Buffy gulped at that name. “D…Drusilla? She’s the one that brought us here?”

Spike nodded. “Yeah, paid me a visit earlier. I was hoping she would just leave town, should have known the crazy bint wouldn’t listen.”

An insane giggle sounded through the crypt, until Drusilla finally made her presence known.

Buffy pulled harder on the chains, but they wouldn’t budge.

“Naughty girl, you’ll only hurt yourself.” She moved closer to Buffy, striking her hard across the cheek. “I could do that for you.”

Spike growled. “Don’t you fucking touch her!”

Drusilla turned to look at him, a somber expression on her face. “My poor Spike, you’re so lost. Not even I can help you now.”

Spike chose to ignore her, instead noticing that she didn’t make his ropes very tight. He took a sudden whiff of the air, realizing something that hadn’t occurred to him before. “Fuck, it reeks of kerosene in here.”

Buffy was confused, continuing to pull on the chains as Drusilla stepped closer to her. “Why would she do that?”

Spike thought back to what Drusilla told him earlier that night.

“You know what happens to the bad sunshine? They get burned.”

He looked up, just as Drusilla grabbed a nearby torch. “Shit, she’s going to set the place on fire.”

She giggled. “The sunshine must be punished.”

Spike had to act quickly. “Dru, pet, you don’t want to do this.”

Drusilla glared at him. “You’re not my Spike anymore,” with that said, she laid the torch down, watching in merriment as the area next to Buffy went up in flames.

Buffy could feel how hot it was, and knew that it wouldn’t take long for the fire to reach her. “Spike, you have to do something!”

Enough was enough, Spike immediately got loose from the ropes, once again grateful that she didn’t tie them right. He attacked Drusilla, never before feeling such hatred for his ex. She gave back just as good, but Spike was stronger. He slammed her to the ground, about to lay the final blow, when Buffy’s coughing stopped him. He could see how close the flames were to her, and how she was still struggling to get free. Spike ran to her side and tried to break the chains, but it was no use. “I need a key.”

It was times like this that Buffy wished she didn’t need to breathe. “She probably has it on her somewhere.”

Spike nodded and went back over to Drusilla, searching through her pockets. He smiled in satisfaction once he came across the key.

Drusilla screamed, banging her head against his and almost causing him to fall back. She shoved him out of the way, moving over to Buffy with a twisted smirk on her face. “Burn, sunshine, burn like the rotten little girl you…” Anything else she would have said was cut off by the wooden stake now sticking out of her chest. Drusilla turned sad eyes on Spike, right before she exploded in a cloud of dust.

Spike sighed in relief, then made his way back over to Buffy.

“Where’s the key?” she wondered.

Spike cursed. “Bloody hell, I must have dropped it when she hit me.” He went to go look for it, knowing that time was running out.

Buffy coughed and could feel the smoke enter her lungs. It was so hot. “Spike, just get out of here! This whole place is going to come down!”

Spike shook his head, staring up at her. “No, I’m not leaving without you.” He continued to search on the ground, crying in triumph when he finally located the key. He ran over to her, noticing that she was trying to keep herself conscious. “It’s okay, baby. I’ll have you out in no time, just stay with me.”

He managed to unlock the chains, catching Buffy as she fell in his arms. Spike quickly took off his duster and placed it over her body, then picked her up and made his way out of the crypt, careful to avoid any flames. Once they were safely outside, he lowered Buffy to the ground and removed his coat. Spike panicked when he saw that she wasn’t breathing.

“Come on, love. Baby, you have to wake up now.” He didn’t know what to do, but was willing to try anything at the moment. “I don’t know if this would work since I don’t really breathe, but I’m going to give it a try.” He tilted her head back, then pinched her nose and lightly pressed his lips to hers, blowing into her mouth. Spike only saw this done on the telly before. Some show about lifeguards, but prayed that he was doing it right. He pulled away and noticed no change, then placed his hands on her chest and pumped a few times. When that didn’t work, he went back to breathing into her mouth.

“Please, Buffy, don’t do this to me. You need to come back, baby. I love you.” Spike tried giving CPR one last time, when she finally coughed and started to take in deep breaths. Spike couldn’t remember ever feeling so relieved, wrapping his arms around her and holding her close to his chest. “That’s my girl, you’re okay now. Just breathe slowly, sweetheart.”

Buffy did as he said, gazing up into his eyes. “Did we make it?”

He laughed and kissed the top of her head. “Yeah, we made it. Shame about that crypt, though. It was bloody nice.”

“Fire bad, tree pretty. I’m gonna keep that in mind from now on.”

Spike nodded. “That sounds good to me, unless it’s a tree that catches on fire.”

She glared up at him. “Fire bad, tree pretty.”

He smiled at her warmly, gently caressing her cheek. “Whatever you say, pet.”

Buffy snuggled up closer to him, her eyes widening when something suddenly came to her. “Did you say that you loved me?”

Chapter 13

Spike looked caught by her question, but wasn’t about to deny it.

“I guess I did, didn’t I?”

Buffy took in a deep breath. “Did you mean it?”

He smiled and pressed a kiss to her hair. “I meant it. I think I knew it the first moment I saw you. I love you, Buffy.”

She smiled in return. “I love you, too.” A thought suddenly occurred to her. “You killed Drusilla.” It wasn’t a question.

Spike nodded and helped her up. “That I did, which should prove how much I love you. I never thought I could do that, but it was surprisingly not very hard. I’ve never felt such pure rage go through me like when she hit you. It has never been directed at her before, but she just pushed me too far.”

Buffy looked in the distance to see that the crypt was no longer standing, then turned to Spike. “Can we get out of here now?”

He agreed. “I’ll take you home.”

“Take me back to the dorms, I don’t want to try and explain this to my mother.”

Spike smiled again and did just that.


* * * * *


They kissed and caressed each other for what felt like forever, finding it hard to keep their hands to themselves once they reached her dorm room.

Buffy pulled away to take in some much needed oxygen. “Willow might come back soon.”

Spike shrugged. “Then she’ll get an eyeful, I’m not about to stop now.” With that, he went back to kissing her. He slipped his hand under her shirt, caressing the smooth skin of her stomach. “Fuck, you feel good, and I haven’t even buried my fingers inside your lovely quim yet.”

For some reason, Buffy found herself blushing at that.

Spike just found it to be utterly adorable after all they had done. He kissed her hard and passionate, breaking away to let her take in another breath of air. He gazed down at her flushed face, not able to pull his eyes away from her. “You are so beautiful. I’ve never wanted a woman so much in my entire existence.”

“I feel the same way. Well, I’ve only had about nineteen years of existence, but it’s the thought that counts. I’ll be twenty in a couple of months, if that helps at all.”

Spike chuckled; he loved when she rambled on like that. “We’ll have to do something special for your birthday.”

She grinned and pulled his lips back down to hers, kissing him eagerly.

They broke away from each other when the door opened and Willow limped inside.

Buffy sat up at the sight of her friend. “Will, what happened?”

She waved her hand in the air and closed the door. “Just a typical day at the office. Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

Buffy shook her head and helped Willow over to her bed. “Don’t worry about it, are you okay?”

Willow sat down and nodded. “Nothing I couldn’t handle. Just another stupid demon that thought I was an innocent girl, I showed him.”

Spike took that as his cue. “I guess I should get going. You two birds need your rest.”

Buffy walked him over to the door. “Will I see you tomorrow?”

He smiled and cupped her cheek, giving her a light kiss on the mouth. “You can count on that. Sweet dreams, love.”

Buffy let out a dreamy sigh when he walked away, closing the door behind him. She turned around to see a smirking Willow staring at her. “What’s that look for?”

Willow shrugged. “Nothing, you guys are just cute. I never thought I would say that about a vampire. I’ve been looking after you for years, Buffy. You never knew about it, but I’ve been protecting you for a long time. This was never what I wanted for you, but you seem happy. Even I can’t deny that, I just hope you can really trust him.”

Buffy went back over to her bed, laying down and gazing up at the ceiling. “I love him, Willow. I know that more than anything. I never expected any of this, but I don’t regret all that we’ve done. I’ve never felt this way before. I admit that it was scary at first, but now it’s the most natural feeling in the world. He staked his sire for me tonight. She was going to kill me, but Spike saved my life. Yeah, I definitely trust him.”

Willow felt reassurance with those words. “Giles would have a field day with this one. He always just believed that vampires were evil creatures. I mean, that’s what he spent years teaching me. He would never understand that one could actually be decent. I could just picture him cleaning his glasses right now. This would probably be enough for him to finally break the lens.”

Buffy giggled. “I could imagine. I obviously don’t know him very well, but I remember him from high school. With his stuffy attitude and tweed outfits, it’s hard to picture him as a demon fighter.”

“He doesn’t fight often, but he could hold his own. It even surprised me the first time I saw him take on a vampire. I think he had a dark past or something, but he wouldn’t tell me much. I don’t really like to pry.”

Buffy glanced at her friend. “Did you tell him about Spike?”

She shook her head. “No, I think the less he knows right now, the better. Spike’s obviously not a danger to you, so I doubt he would be to anyone else. Giles doesn’t really need to know. Besides, you’re not his Slayer. He would probably only really care if I was the one dating the vampire.”

“It’s a good thing you’re dating Oz, then. They don’t get much more normal than him.”

Willow suddenly got very quiet, speaking up after a moment. “Right, I guess now would be a good time to tell you. Oz is a werewolf,” she blurted out.

Buffy’s eyes widened. “A werewolf? As in all hairy and growly whenever there’s a full moon?”

Willow nodded. “Before, after, and during the full moon. It never really bothered me, though. I mean, three days out of the month I’m not much fun to be around either. Giles knows about it, we make sure to lock Oz up before he changes. That way he wouldn’t hurt anyone.”

Buffy tried to take it all in. “Wow, is there anything else that I don’t know about? Does Xander have supernatural powers?”

Willow laughed. “Xander? Hardly, he’s definitely normal. He would freak if I told him about any of this, so I just chose to keep it quiet. Trust me; he’ll be a lot safer if he’s oblivious to all of it.”

Buffy had to agree, speaking again after a few seconds of silence. “Did you know that Riley is a part of some secret demon organization?”

It was now Willow’s turn to be stunned.

Chapter 14

“Oops, sorry, are you okay?”

Spike stood up, brushing himself off. “That was a bloody good kick. I may need to rethink these sparring sessions.”

Buffy shook her head. “I still have a lot to learn. I may not be the Slayer, but I know what goes on in this town now. I need to learn how to defend myself; I can’t depend on you to save me all the time.”

Spike pouted. “I like saving you.”

She rolled her eyes. “I’m sure you do, but I really want to learn to get myself out of a bad situation on my own. Willow has really inspired me. I’ve seen her in action and she’s amazing. I’ll never be as good, but I can at least try.”

He nodded. “All right, let’s go again.”


* * * * *


“Fuck, yes, I like my idea of sparring a whole lot better.”

Buffy panted underneath him. “This wasn’t exactly what I had in mind.”

Spike grinned down at her. “That’s what makes it so exciting.”

Buffy matched his grin with one of her own. She then flipped him over, so she was now the one on top. “This is more like it.”

Spike moaned as she bounced on his cock, grabbing her around the waist. “That’s it, baby. Ride me hard.”

Buffy did as he said, fucking him harder and throwing back her head once her orgasm hit. She lay down on his chest, trying to get her breathing under control. “Do you ever get tired?”

He chuckled. “There’s a lot to be said about vampire stamina. You ready to go again?”

She groaned and buried her face against his neck. “I can’t even feel my legs.”

Spike ran his fingers down her naked back. “Mission accomplished, then.”

“Just give me a few minutes to recuperate, then I’ll take you on again.”

He smiled against her cheek. “I can hardly wait.”


* * * * *


“God, I really need to stop walking in on this.”

Buffy pulled away from Spike, grabbing his duster to cover herself up with.

Spike was nowhere near embarrassed to be caught without his pants on. “Hey, Red, nice to see you again.”

Willow nodded and kept her hands over her eyes. “Same to you, Spike. I just wish I would stop seeing so much of you. Let me know when you guys are decent.”

Buffy stood up and quickly got dressed, making sure Spike did the same. “Okay, you can look now.”

Willow removed her hands, sighing in relief. “My sparring sessions never end like that, which is a good thing since they’re usually with Giles.” She cringed at just the thought of that.

Buffy scrunched up her nose, but changed the subject. “Were we taking too long?”

Willow shook her head. “No, I just have something to tell you. Riley got kicked out of school.”

That was the last thing Buffy expected to hear. “Why? Did they find out about the Initiative?”

“Not exactly, let’s just say that Riley was caught in a very compromising position with Professor Walsh.”

Buffy’s jaw nearly dropped. “Seriously? You mean they were like together? As in the naked together?”

Willow nodded, not able to keep the amused smile off of her face.

“That is so beyond gross. I can’t believe I actually slept with that guy.” A growl had her turning her attention to Spike. “Sorry, but that was way before you. It wasn’t even very good, and now I know why. Apparently, he likes older women.”

Willow had to agree, even though she couldn’t understand what the TA saw in Professor Walsh. The woman was horrible. “I guess it’s safe to say the Initiative won’t be much of a problem anymore. I have a feeling Maggie was in charge, and Riley was her right hand man. Now with both of them not even allowed back on campus, I think the organization might just fall apart and have everyone go their separate ways. I can’t say that I’m not happy about it. I hate the idea of amateurs trying to do my job.”

Buffy thought about it. “Well, I guess it didn’t take him very long to get over me.” She noticed the looks they were giving her. “That’s a good thing, though. I’m just so relieved to not have to deal with him again.”

Spike smiled and wrapped his arms around her, placing a kiss to the top of her head. “The man was a bloody fool. No one would choose a wrinkled up old hag over you. I guess his loss is my gain.”

Willow had to admit that they were really cute together. When they started to make out again, she had a feeling that what she witnessed walking into the training room would continue and it was time to be elsewhere. “Yeah, gotta go now.”

They were too lost in each other to even notice that she left.


* * * * *


“Did you see that? I actually staked him. Yeah, I kinda missed the first time, but I got him when it counted.”

Spike grinned at her excitement. “That you did, baby. It was bloody excellent.”

Willow cleared her throat. “Okay, now you’re just stealing my thunder. Why do I even bother to show up anymore?”

Buffy could tell that her friend was only teasing. “Sorry, I guess I got a little too stake happy. This is lots of fun.”

Willow rolled her eyes. “Try doing this for almost five years and you’ll think differently.”

Buffy shrugged, a smile lighting up her features when she saw three vampires headed in their direction. “Awesome, there’s one for each of us.”

Willow glared at Spike. “This is your doing, you know that?”

He felt pride go through him at those words. “I take full responsibility, Red. She looks bloody adorable, doesn’t she?”

“I haven’t really noticed. We should draw the line somewhere, or she’ll start to think that she can handle this on her own.”

Spike shook his head. “That won’t happen, we talked about it.” He finally turned back to Buffy, only to find that she was already making her way over to the vampires. “Bloody hell, Buffy, baby, you can’t take them all on at the same time!” He exchanged looks with Willow, then they both joined in the fight. It didn’t take Spike long to defeat his vampire, noticing that Willow staked hers right after him, then took on the third one.

Buffy watched them fight together as all three vampires were dusted, then noticed them scowling at her. “What? I was helping. You guys looked busy.”

Spike prowled over to her. “You’re just a bloodthirsty woman, aren’t you? It fucking turns me on.” He grabbed her around the waist, delighted in the sounds of her squeals as he planted a hard kiss on her mouth.

Willow took a step back as they started to fool around on the ground. “God, at least get a room.”

Chapter 15

“I don’t think this is exactly what Willow had in mind.”

Spike shrugged. “She said to get a room, I’m just following orders. Besides, she’ll probably be patrolling for a little while longer. We have time.”

Buffy shook her head. “She’s staying with Oz tonight. I don’t think she wants to risk walking in on us again.”

He grinned. “Well, that’s even better.”

Buffy laid back as Spike removed her clothing, so there would be nothing between them.

“Incase I don’t tell you enough, you’re absolutely gorgeous.”

She felt her cheeks heat up, even though she should have been used to his compliments by now.

Spike lowered his head, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking on it.

Buffy gasped as she stared up at the ceiling.

Spike gave the same treatment to her other nipple, then spread kisses on every inch of her chest and stomach. He reached her pussy and inhaled the sweet scent that was coming from her, then plunged his tongue deep inside.

Buffy arched her back at the invasion, giving him better access.

Spike tongue fucked her for what seemed like forever, lapping up every drop of her juices. “That’s the best thing I’ve ever had in my mouth.” A part of Spike still felt the loss of his family, but at the moment, it didn’t seem to matter.

Buffy could tell what he was thinking. She didn’t know if it was from the claim, or just the look he had on his face. “I’m your family now.”

Spike smiled up at her. “That you are, baby. You’re the only family I need.”

She felt content with those words. “Make love to me, Spike.”

He could deny her nothing, positioning himself above her and slowly burying his dick inside of her.

Buffy held him closer to her, running her hands down his back.

Spike shut his eyes, knowing that he would never get enough of her. His thrusts started out slow, then became faster and harder. “Is this what you want, love? You want my cock fucking your delicious pussy?”

She nodded, finding that speech was very difficult.

“What do you want, baby?

Buffy gasped when he pulled his cock out, only leaving the head inside of her wet hole. “God, Spike. Please,” she panted.

He chuckled. “Please what, sweetheart? Tell me what you want.”

She finally had enough and grabbed him by the shoulders, digging her nails into his flesh. “I want you to fuck me harder.”

“Fuck you with what? Come on, pet. You can say it.”

Buffy groaned in irritation, but was willing to give him anything he wanted at this point. “Fuck my pussy with your cock. Please, I need it. I’m so close. Please, Spike, don’t tease me.”

Spike took pity on her and gave her exactly what she needed. “Your wish is my command.”

Buffy cried out when he plunged his cock fully inside of her, hitting all the right spots.

“That’s my girl. You feel so fucking good, baby. I’ll never get enough.”

Buffy yelled out her release a few seconds later, biting his neck to muffle her screams.

Spike felt his demon come to the surface at her actions. His human visage went away to be replaced by that of the vampire. His eyes gazed at her delectable neck, all the blood pumping away. With that thought in mind, he struck with his fangs and buried them deep in her throat.

Buffy came even harder this time, holding his head down as he sucked on her neck. She should feel afraid about having a vampire at her throat, but knew that he would never hurt her. He would take what he needed and stop before it was too much.

Spike pulled his fangs out, licking her wound closed and gazing down at her with yellow eyes.

Buffy stroked his cheek, feeling the ridges under her fingers. This was the first time she really got a close look at his vamp face, and realized that it was just as beautiful as the rest of him.

Spike morphed back to his human features, purring as she caressed him. “I’m sorry, love.”

She looked at him in confusion. “Sorry for what?”

“I should have had better control of my demon. The neck is just a very sensitive spot for vampires and when you bit me, I couldn’t resist.”

Buffy smiled. “It’s okay, Spike. I definitely didn’t mind.”

He shook his head. “I should have at least been gentler.”

She cupped his cheek this time. “It was perfect.”

Spike smiled as well, leaning in to her touch. It was then that he realized this was what he was meant for. Being here now with this girl, she was his destiny. He never would have believed in such rot before, but now was starting to understand. For years Drusilla went on about how the sunshine would burn him. He never really understood that, until now. She told him that even before Buffy was born, it now made perfect sense. They were made for each other.

“You got all quiet? What are you thinking about?”

He pressed a kiss to her cheek. “That I should have thanked Drusilla for making me a vampire.”

Buffy raised her eyebrows.

Spike decided to clarify for her. “If she never turned me, then I would have never gotten the chance to know you.”

Buffy took in a deep breath. “What were you like as a human?”

Spike had a feeling she was bound to ask that. He realized that he was still buried inside of her and slowly pulled his cock out, lying down beside her. “I was a boring sod, basically. The complete opposite of what I am today.”

“I bet you were cute.”

He scoffed. “I was not cute, I was a bloody wanker. I couldn’t have gotten a woman to save my life. You never would have looked twice at me.”

Buffy didn’t believe that. “I think I would have.”

Spike shook his head. “I spent most of my time infatuated by a woman that would never want me. I used to write her bloody awful poetry, they were the hit at all the parties. Not in a good way, everyone liked to tease me about them.”

Buffy wrapped her arms around him. “That’s horrible; I bet they were very good. Do you still write?”

He suddenly took on a shy expression. “Sometimes, whenever I get inspired.”

“How many times have you been inspired lately?”

Spike turned his gaze on hers. “The first time I saw you. I’ve been inspired ever since.”

Buffy wasn’t expecting that. “You’ve written poems about me?”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “Maybe a couple, but they’re not very good.”

“I’m sure they are. I would love to see them.”

Spike sighed. “I have a box full of them.”

Her eyes widened. “Okay, that’s more than a couple. We should get you a notebook.”

Spike laughed and was put more at ease. “I used to have one, but it got destroyed years ago. I’ve been thinking about getting another.”

Buffy snuggled up closer to his side. “You should do that, but I would love to see the ones you already have. It’s a part of you, Spike. You don’t ever have to hide anything from me. I’ll always love you.”

Spike felt his eyes tear up, holding her closer. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

Buffy rested her head against his chest. “I’m sleepy now.”

“You rest, sweetheart. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

She smiled and did just that.

Spike watched her for a little while longer, brushing some hair out of her face. “I love you,” he whispered, then drifted off to a peaceful sleep. Feeling that for the first time in his life, he was finally home.

The End


This came out a lot fluffier than I wanted, but I guess it's just what I'm best at. Thanks to those that read and reviewed=)