Thanx so much for all the great support I don’t know how to thank all you guys, I hope you like this chap. The Spuffy scene was the work of my beta Cecilia who did an incredible job on it. We where going to do the scene together but after I read it I just couldn’t tamper with the perfection she’d created. Thanx so much Cecilia, youre awesome!
The air in the crypt was stale, the walls and floor littered with leaves and
dirt. The only witnesses were the friendly, cherub-like angels at each
corner, looking on impassively at the vampire and his mate.
Spike set Buffy down only to grab her by the back of her head, smashing
their lips together in a passionate kiss. He moved forward until her back
came into contact with one of crypt walls. Every part of Spike’s body was
pressing against her with enough force to break a regular human being’s
bones. He would climb inside of her if he could, just to be closer, to feel
every inch of her inside and out.
With the solid support at her back, Spike ground his erection
into her, swiveling his hips a bit, so that she felt each movement on her
throbbing clit. She mewled into his mouth, trying to maneuver her body in
an attempt to get more contact with his erection but he kept her pinned with
his strong frame. His tongue began a slow exploration of her mouth, seeking
out every crevice and sweet spot before sliding over her own tongue and
massaging it. Spike pulled back a little, wanting to taste every part of her
body but noticed that Buffy wasn’t done with him yet.
She curled her fingers around his head and drew him back to her
mouth, relishing his sweetness on her tongue. There was no doubt in her mind
that he was the only one she would ever want, the only one that would ever
feel like home. She felt him reach around and grab the hand holding his
head in place. She tried to fight him as he held her wrists in one hand
firmly against the wall but his demon gave a low snarl, letting her know who
was in charge. The slayer in her gave a token protest but recognized
the effects of the claim and remained quiet.
With deliberate strokes, his tongue made its way slowly down her neck. He
pulled, licked and nibbled, concentrating on the spot where her pulse was
the strongest until she felt like she was going to faint from the pleasure.
Each time his tongue skimmed over his bite marks, it felt like there was a
direct connection to her drenched pussy. Each pass caused a new flow of
wetness until the crotch of her jeans was soaked through.
Still keeping her wrists in one hand, he grabbed her top with his other
hand, tearing it from her body in one fluid motion. His hand came up to
grab her breasts, twisting and pulling her nipples roughly. Before he could
even think about reigning in his demon’s desire, his mouth left the
sanctuary of her neck and his fangs pierced one pert breast. Buffy’s primal self
whimpered in delight as his strong pulls of her blood sent her dangerously close to
what she knew would be the most unbelievable orgasm of her life.
Buffy knew she wouldn’t last much longer like this. The temptation to let
him continue seeing to her was powerful but she was also certain that the
desire to have his cock buried inside of her was something that wouldn’t go
away. In a flash, she wrenched her wrists out of his grip and turned them both
around to a position that nearly mirrored the one he had held her in. His
demon tried to assert its dominance but that only succeeded in getting him
slammed again, this time even harder, against the crypt wall. Inwardly, his
demon was proud of having chosen a mate who was his equal. Yes, she was the
fucking and the fighting all in one magnificent blond package.
Buffy reached down to his waistband, undid his belt and yanked his jeans
down in the blink of an eye. Before he could even protest, she had climbed
up his body and positioned herself right above the tip of throbbing cock.
As she held herself there, he could feel her wetness dripping down on him.
He looked up meeting her amber eyes with his and cocked his head, confusion
and lust written on his face. In that moment, he realized why she paused.
She wanted to make sure her demon, her mate knew exactly who was about to
fuck him into oblivion.
Without any warning, she impaled herself on his thick cock. Spike’s eyes
rolled in the back his head, his howl piercing the quiet of the cemetery.
She raised and lowered her body with complete abandonment grinding her hips
at the end of each downward motion. Spike had never felt anything like it.
All he could do was stand there, his hands grabbing her ass hard enough to
leave bruises, spreading her open a little further and allowing him even
more access. Her heat was consuming him, making him feel like he would
burst into flames at any moment. Her pussy was unbearably tight and
squeezed him until he was closer to cumming than he had intended.
Before any more of his control slipped away, Spike decided that he’d had enough of letting her control the situation. With a roar, he pushed off from the wall, carried
her over to the sarcophagus in the middle of the crypt and flung her down on
it. Buffy whimpered at the loss of contact with her mate, but soon decided
it was worth it as she watched Spike divest himself of his jeans and prowl
up her body with panther like grace. He rammed his cock into her as he
wound his hand in her hair, fisting it and wrenching her head to the side.
He held himself up with his other arm and watched his golden goddess. Her body
shaking, her breasts quivering as he thrust into her, her head falling to one
side, the long column of her neck exposed for him. Her mouth formed a small
“o” as she grunted and panted with each one of his strokes.
He knew she was close, could feel her thighs trembling around him, the walls
of her pussy throbbing around his dick, desperate for release. He reached
down and found her engorged clit. He held it between his thumb and
forefinger and pinched it. Her scream echoed in the crypt, punctuated by
the feel of her pussy contracting around him. It was too much for him to
last. He growled and tore at her neck with his fangs, the sweet taste of
her blood flowing over his tongue and down his throat. He shot his dead
seed deep inside of her, pulling at her blood in time with the spasms of his
dick as he continued to come.
Giles held in his hands the last book that could possibly hold the answer to undoing Willow’s spell. She still had not woken up. She only mumbled in her sleep but the words were unintelligible. Not to mention they’d had no luck in tracking Buffy and had no way of knowing if she was okay. The gang was more on edge with every passing second for fear of what was happening to both of their friends.
Jenny was continuously applying a wet cloth to the witch’s forehead to try
and hold back the fever that threatened to consume her; while Anya and Xander
were going through books they’d already read in the hope that perhaps they’d
just missed something.
After a few more weary moments Giles announced excitedly, “I’ve got it!”
Everyone stopped what they where doing to look at him while he explained
what they needed to do.
His eyes skimmed the page for a few more seconds and he cleared his throat.
“It would seem that the spell Willow used was one to improve Buffy’s life. In
order to reverse it we must to go to a place of death. The cemetery I’d presume.
Once there, all we have to do is say a few words and end it with saying ‘undone’.
Xander you stay here with Willow, make sure she’s okay, the rest of you will come with me.”
Xander nodded as the others followed the watcher out into the night. Jenny
prayed that her son was okay while Giles prayed that the girl who was so
much like a daughter to him was still in one piece.
They raced through the cemetery gates and found an open area in which to stand. Giles held the book in one hand as he began chanting the required words while Anya and Jenny stood nervously on either side of him.
Spike pulled out of Buffy with a groan, leaning forward to rest his forehead on hers. He lowered his head and began to lick the wounds on her neck and breast clean,
purring all the while. He’d reasserted his claim on his mate and he was
satiated both physically and emotionally. The bond they had was now
stronger than ever and this pleased him immensely.
Buffy mewled softly and he kissed her swollen lips. It felt like he hadn’t
seen her in forever. The need to stay close to her was overwhelming but
his hunger was back and he needed to feed.
He growled softly and motioned for her to dress. He sniffed the air and
smiled. There was food close by.
He opened the door to the crypt and she followed him out. They walked a
short distance before they saw them. A group of people that they knew they should
recognize but didn’t. Buffy nuzzled his shoulder then crouched down, excited at the prospect of seeing her mate in the hunt. He walked towards the group with a predatory swagger.
Jenny looked away from Giles for a moment and gasped. “Rupert, hurry.” she
said in an anxious voice. Anya and Rupert followed her eyes and their hearts
stopped for a moment.
“William?” Anya called out.
Giles kept his eyes on Jenny, “No Anya, it’s not William. Is it Jenny?”
With tears in her eyes, Jenny shook her head no. She shivered at the
coldness of Rupert’s gaze.
The vampire was only meters away now. “Spike stop this, you know us. You
don’t want to do this baby. It’s a spell.”
At the woman’s words Spike cocked his head, intrigued. Why wasn’t she
running? He turned his head, growled and Buffy stepped out of the shadows
to join his side. Placing her hand in his, they started to advance just as
Giles yelled, “UNDONE!”
A bright flash lit the cemetery for a few seconds before the dark of night
returned along with the harsh reality of the situation.
Buffy didn’t even notice the others. Just him. The tears flowed down her
face as she studied him. “William?” she asked with a shaky voice.
She reached out to touch him but he was already gone, racing through the
graveyard and into the cover of the woods.
Buffy fell to the ground, barely acknowledging Giles wrapping his arms
around her to calm her. All she knew was the heartache that accompanied the
flood of memories of what they’d just done and the realization that he had
deserted her just when she’d found him again.
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