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Sorry for late, but finally here’s the new (dark) part:




Chapter Eleven: Temptations (I took a sentence from ‘Bad Girls’)

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LES kept staring at EB.

“What? You’re looking at me as if it was the first time that you’ve seen me...”

“Well, it is, in a certain sense...” he answered.

“Oh, you’re always so romantic, love. By the way, where are we going to? This is not the way to the last pub we went to...” she exclaimed, as soon as she noticed that he was taking her to a different place.

“You know, I thought ... why don’t we do something different for once? Like killing some demons at the graveyard, you know... evil against evil, does that sound good to you?” Spike suggested.

“Naaah, I don’t like that kind of game. What about classic stuff? Music, dancing, neck snapping and blood drinking, good old fashioned fun, hmm?” she struck back, drawing him to the opposite way.

The blonde vampiress took him to the pub that she was talking about before.

“Look, maybe this time we don’t even need to get inside...” she whispered, pointing towards a boy and a girl who were kissing in a corner outside the pub.

Spike was attracted by the light in her eyes. The situation reminded him of the night when the Drusilla of his world had come back to him and had taken him to hunt, despite of his chip. The only difference was that now the chip was just a long lost annoying memory and just like that experience had awaken his predator instinct, the one he was un-living now was having the same effect on him.

“So? You’re coming or what?” Buffy took his mind off, dragging him towards the couple.

“Awww, honey, they’re adorable, aren’t’ they?” she commented, loud enough to make the couple hear it.

In fact, they parted immediately after, turning to the two blonds with a half smile and huge embarrassment painted in their faces.

“You know, you should be happy...” Buffy went on, approaching the couple and tearing them apart as they looked at her in disbelief. “To die together is one of the most romantic experiences!” she concluded with a devilish sneer, throwing the girl into Spike’s arms and capturing the boy in her iron grip, snapping his neck in one quick movement and shifting into her game face, ready to bite and enjoy her meal, amused by the terrified girl’s screams.

But that also made her realize that she wasn’t dead yet. She stopped before sinking her fangs into her prey’s neck.

Spike held the girl in his arms, looking at her as she cried desperately, screaming as loud as she could, but he hadn’t even changed his features yet.

“What’s wrong?” Buffy wondered, astonished, but then she burst out laughing. “I got it, you’re just pretending, so she thinks that you want to help her, and then when she least expects it... Oh, Spike, you become wickeder and wickeder with each day that passes,” she smiled at him, but he stood still and impassable, so she realized who was she dealing with. “You’re LES, you’re not my Spike!” she accused him, pointing her finger at him.

“Right, cutie, but don’t think there’s that much difference between him and me. After all, we have the same demon inside...” he struck back, holding the girl tighter as she kept trying to break free, but due to the strong emotions she was experiencing and mostly the fear, she passed out.

“Show me that, then!” she challenged him, shifting back into her human features.

“Uh?”

“The demon inside you. If it’s anything like my Spike’s, you have to be craving to drink that girl’s sweet and innocent blood,” she answered.

He couldn’t help staring at the neck of the girl he still held in his arms, and at her pulsating jugular.

“When was the last time you drank human blood?” Buffy asked him.

“Except for when I brought my beloved Buffy into the night with me forever... well, it’s already been more than two years...” he remembered.

“You know that is way too long. You know that you want it and you know that you can finally have it again. It’s time for you to be free and un-live according the old law...” she incited him, tugging at the boy she held in her arms.

“Which old law?” he wondered curiously, as he had more and more trouble controlling his demon. It had been a very long time, way too long since he had hunted, and that was proving to be a too strong temptation.

“It’s simple: want, take...” she answered, shifting into her demonic visage once again. “Have!” she concluded, biting the boy’s neck.

“Want...” Spike repeated, putting two fingers on the girl’s throat, feeling her heartbeat. “Take...” he murmured, shifting into his game face, almost without even realizing it. “Have!” he growled, biting his prey’s neck and slowly beginning to taste that the warm and thirst-quenching blood.

Buffy smiled at him as she continued to drink from her victim.

It was a strange feeling. He should be happy, but he wasn’t. He heard a tiny voice in his head that told him that what he was doing was wrong and he had to quit as soon as possible. In fact, he stopped immediately after, looking with a horrified expression at the girl who lay in his arms and that was still alive, since he hadn’t drunk enough to kill her.

He was confused: what was that voice doing in his head and mostly why had he listened to it?

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“So, are you saying that my Spike and you were trying to find out if you two would love me and the other Buffy even if things had gone differently?” GB commented.

“Exactly, And if I were you I wouldn’t see that as a betrayal...”

“Well, I’ll admit that I hadn’t considered it that way...” she confessed with a smile.

“Well, now, if you don’t mind...” he exclaimed, shifting into his demonic visage again. “There’s something I have to end...” he concluded. He was about to hurl towards his prey, but someone stopped him.

“Don’t you dare touch her, you, ugly monster!”

Spike turned to see who it was and he realized it was the boy who had recovered him from his fainting spell and was running towards him to face him.

But it took less than a second for Spike to throw the girl’s corpse to the ground and grab the boy by the throat with a hand, strangling him.

Buffy wanted to react and stop him, but she had to obey Giles’ instructions. On the other hand, her demon didn’t dislike the show at all.

“Just tell me... why do you bother to try and save someone who is already dead,” Spike said, increasing his grip on the boy’s neck until he didn’t feel him breathe or move any longer. “And whom you have just joined!” he concluded.

He was about to throw him to the ground, but then he looked at Buffy and something in her eyes made him change his mind.

“Pet, have you ever tasted blood that doesn’t come from an animal?” he asked her.

“N-no, well, yes... kinda… m-my Sire’s,” she answered, visibly nervous, still staring at the lifeless body on the ground, focusing on the neck.

“Well, that’s something amazing , but trust me, it’s definitely not the same, this one tastes of life...” he said, opening a little cut on the boy’s neck with a sharp nail and dipping his finger in the blood. “Do you want a taste?” he offered to her, with a silky voice, bringing his finger to her mouth.

Without a second thought, Buffy accepted that invitation, parting her lips and sucking his finger in a sensual way.

“So?” he wondered.

“You know, I should be puking right now, or look disgusted or blame myself,” she answered, looking at him confused.

“And instead?” he asked, already knowing the answer.

“I want more!” she admitted, getting closer to him and to the prey he still held in his arms.

“Do help yourself, then...” he invited her.

She stared at him, and then at the boy’s neck, she lowered her gaze and when she raised it again she was in full game face. Looking at Spike for one last time, she sank her fangs in her first neck, starting to drink almost greedily.

Spike smiled and bent over, sinking his canines into the other side of the boy’s neck.

The more the vampiress drank, the more she seemed to want it. After all, it was something new for her, something that she seemed to like a lot. So much so that Spike had to stop her, since she seemed intentioned to drain him.

“No, pet, once they’re dead you’d better not drink for too long...” he instructed her, returning to his human face and cleaning a trickle of blood on her chin with one of his fingers.

“Yes...” she murmured, shifting back into her human visage and caressing his lips with her thumb.

“Yes what?”

“I would love him. I would love him even if he became you...” she explained, getting closer to him. “I would love him even if he * was * you!” she went on, licking him in the corner of his mouth where there was still some blood left.

“You know, I’ve always wondered what would have happened if my Buffy had kept her soul. And now I know. And I understand why the other me changed for you. He can blame the chip as much as he pleases, but we know that the real reason is you, Buffy. So, that means that you’re very special to him and... if my Buffy became like you, maybe I’d also change for her and I’d still love her anyway,” he whispered, caressing her hair, before bending and kissing her, first slowly and then deeper as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to herself.

TBC

Guess what? Next chapter’s title is ‘The Couple’s Game’, try to guess what it is about? I’ll just say that it will be a double hot chapter! ;)

I just hope you'll still like it! ;)





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