26 - Next
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CHAPTER 26 - Next
Buffy opened her right eye tentatively and then her left. She looked around her but saw nothing but black. Smoke and whiskey assailed her nose and then she realized that cold arms were protectively around her. She did her best to keep her eyes from watering at the knowledge that he was still here. It worked. He was here with her. The black soon disappeared as she felt Spike helping her up and releasing her from the confines of his leather duster. But although she was free of his coat, he held on to her tightly.
"Damn woman. You could have burned us into oblivion by breaking that crystal and releasing the power within it. And you accuse me of being reckless?!"
Buffy gave him a smirk and elbowed him in the chest, making him fall and release his hold on her. "Hey, I just saved your life ... or I guess your unlife. You should be kissing my feet!"
He raised an eyebrow and licked his lips. "Would kiss more than that and would do more than kissing if you let me. 'Course I should be bloody pissed off at you Slayer for doing that. Told you a good ole' fashion stand off was the best way to go."
"But it all worked out in the end."
"Yeah, because I came to save the fucking day. God, Buffy I thought you were better than this."
"But you went along with the plan anyway."
"Because you can be such a stubborn bint."
"Well it seems like everything went well." Giles said as he moved closer to them. "Though I would have to agree with Spike on this one. It was quite dangerous for you to have done what you did." He said taking his glasses off and cleaning them. "Magic is complicated and you were lucky that the results came out favorable for uhm ... you."
"I'm touched Rupes. You actually agree with me." he said picking himself up from the ground.
"Well I don't intend to make a habit of it." he said, putting his glasses back on.
"Same here." Spike grinned to irritate the Watcher.
Giles let out a sigh and moved to gather up the blue green gem, and the other three remaining crystals. "So I will take this back to my place and keep it safe. I trust that you will head back and ..." he turned around to face them and let out another sigh at seeing that his audience had started kissing. He didn't know what to do with Buffy. He wasn't sure how he could keep his Slayer's relationship with Spike a secret. He suspected that with Angelus out of the way, perhaps Spike would be in line to head the Aurelius clan in Sunnydale. If that was to be the case, then it might prove even harder to keep this relationship a secret. He had always been against it. Even now he was strongly against it. But after witnessing what happened that night they first met, he thought it best to keep things hush hush. He had never seen nor heard of a master vampire protecting a Slayer. And Buffy was extremely attached and dependent on him. For some strange reason, this vampire gave this Slayer some stability in her life. Giles could see the potential in her. She was resourceful, strong and brave, but this vampire -- the one that scourged through Europe so many years ago, the one that had taken the life of two slayers himself, gave her a reason to fight harder. It was a difficult pill to swallow, but it was true and it was evident.
"I guess I'll be going." he announced though he wasn't sure they were listening to him at all. "I trust the both of you can find your way home safely. "
Spike raised a hand and waved at Giles, never breaking contact from his beloved girl. "Hope I didn't hurt you too much earlier." he said between kisses.
"Of course you know what we have to do now when we get back?" he asked seductively.
"What?" she asked as she pulled away from his lips to look into his eyes and try to figure out what he was implying.
"Well since we had that little fight earlier, I was thinking it was time for a little making up."
Buffy eyed him, then without warning, pushed him back down on his butt. She stuck out her tongue then quickly ran, giving him chase all the way home.
They played tag all the way home. That game eventually ended but was quickly replaced by a new one when Buffy decided to go into the bathroom to get cleaned up. She knew she was filthy with leaves in her hair, grass stains on her clothes, and dust on her face. She was slowly removing her clothes when Spike shook his head and stopped her. He batted her hands away as he unbuttoned her top slowly, dipping his head down to lick then kiss the flesh that was revealed. As his lips focused on the smooth skin of her belly, his fingers worked to unzip and push her pants down. He knelt down, his hands moving firmly into place against each butt check as he moved his head to smell and feel the heat and arousal from her quim. He nuzzled her need through the sheer fabric of her panties. She squirmed slightly as she felt him pushing against her clit, but he held her firmly.
Spike growled as he heard the soft whimpers coming from Buffy's lips. He smiled to himself before grabbing the crouch of her panties with his teeth and tearing the fabric away from her. He continued to lap at her juices with more fervor than before, occasionally teasing her clit with his tongue. Buffy moaned and laced her fingers through his hair as each lick sent her closer and closer to ecstasy.
Spike looked up a her, a devilish grin on his face. "Hope you liked that."
Buffy answered with a soft mew. "What was that for?"
"Smelled it. Wanted it. Took it."
"Was that it?" she asked looking somewhat disappointed.
He searched her eyes then stood up. "Buffy... I almost lost you. Heck, I almost lost me!" he said wondering what possessed him to risk so much for her. He loved her. That was the answer. "Wanted to know you were real ... you were here. I hope you don't plan on making a habit of this."
Buffy shook her head. "How many times are you planning to apologize anyway?" she said trying to lighten the mood.
"Actually, the way I see it, you should have your fair share of apologizing as well!" He said, tilting her head to the right, growling angrily at seeing the angry bite mark she now wore. "Nasty bite. That could have been avoided you know!"
"It will heal. No biggie."
"No biggie?! Just because you're the Slayer doesn't make you immortal. That's my department." he said growling again trying to show her that she should listen to him next time.
Buffy looked at him apologetically.
Spike sucked his cheeks in, his jaw somewhat clenched. He reached his hand out to tentatively touch the new bite mark. He shook his head. "I won't do it now, but you're not wearing anything of his. You're my girl." he said caressing her cheek then letting his fingers move towards her hair. He let them lace between her locks then pulled her possessively to him, kissing her full on the lips.
Darla sat quietly, her hands clenched together on her lap. By her feet, Drusilla looked like a broken doll. Just moments ago she had finally sobbed herself to sleep at the loss of her "Daddy". Darla was more in control of her feelings as she fought back tears at the loss of her child and lover. But things were now set in motion that were beyond her control. As much as she loved Angelus, he inadvertedly chose his own fate by going after the Slayer. The Aurelius Clan had plans for the Slayer but Angelus' intentions for his former plaything were not part of it. Or perhaps it was because the true Master of the Clan just didn't like Angelus that much.
"It was a loss. Though I did not think your child would do what he did. He almost sacrificed himself for the Slayer, such devotion, especially for a human … a Slayer … is unheard of." a foreboding voice came from across the room.
Darla looked up and nodded. "William is quite brash, which on a few occasions can be an asset. At the very least he is quite entertaining."
"Yes, entertaining. ... I know you do not like this Slayer, my child." the vampire clad in black said moving closer to Darla and placing a loving hand on the top of her head. "But she will be part of our family soon enough. In one way or another she will be a part of us."
Looking up, Darla nodded solemnly. "Yes Master. It will be as you wish my Sire."
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