Spike sighed as he watched Buffy lower herself onto the last ledge of the night. It worked out so they were a little more than half way down but they had chosen this ledge because it offered shelter, which was greatly needed. Darkness was almost upon them so they would have to act quickly. This ledge was really a dream come true. They had already killed their feast for the night a few ledges up. Spike had run across a boar-like creature on one of his jumps down and had easily managed to corner it and kill it and they had been bringing it down with them each level until they reached this one. Spike took out his carving knife as Buffy went to work on collecting wood.
The night was beautiful. No clouds in the sky so three bright red moons burned bright filling the sky with what appeared to be fire. She wondered if the moons were actually fireballs rather than real moons but shrugged thinking she would probably never know the answer.
Firewood was plentiful on this level and she even noticed a watering hole. She wondered if the moonlight would be enough for her to slip out for a bath later on. She felt dirty and a tad bit achy from their climb. She lightly touched the two marks on her neck as she went out for another batch of firewood wondering if when she fed him again, would he use the same holes or make more. Would she go home with her neck looking like a pin cushion like they did to people in hospitals or would he just use the holes already there again. Everyone else had bitten her just once. She shrugged grabbing more firewood as she returned back to their latest camp to find Spike was already cooking up her dinner. It smelt good. She could really get used to eating this kind of stuff. She grinned, “Think I can afford to buy an outdoor pit to cook like this back home? Something about grill flavored food really tastes good.”
Spike chuckled, “I’ll dig you a bleeding pit to cook in if you want.” Buffy settled down to sit next to Spike watching the fire crackle. She put out her hand, feeling the heat and leaned in a little closer feeling it burn her skin. Spike grasped her hand pulling it from the fire, “Bloody hell Slayer! Stop that.”
Buffy turned towards him as he turned her hand over to see the red burn appearing on the skin and she stated, “The fire burns.”
Spike chuckled remembering her song and nodded, “That’s a good thing.”
She nodded and leaned over giving Spike a kiss. He returned the kiss closing his eyes smelling her scent mixed with smoke. When he broke the kiss allowing her to breath she whispered, “Will you feed from me again tonight? We need to keep your strength up.”
He pushed her short hair back from her face, “I won’t say no, only because I do need to feed but I’m still not happy I’m feeding from you. You are not my dinner, Buffy.”
She shrugged as she rested her head against his shoulder, “I don’t really mind. It didn’t hurt. I felt complete, whole again. I never knew a vampire feeding could be like that.”
Spike smirked but knew Buffy couldn’t see it so he rested his head on hers whispering, “It shouldn’t be and really isn’t. Don’t let these fool you, Buffy.”
Buffy didn’t say anything. Spike sat like this with her in silence for a few minutes before he leaned over testing the meat. Seeing it was done he pulled it off the fire and grinned, “Bon appetit.”
She smiled and happily ate the meat he placed in front of her. She ate and ate since they were down to pretty much two meals a day and the gaps in between were long and hard but she didn’t mind because each meal tasted delicious.
When she was full she grinned standing up, “I’ll race you to the water hole I saw about 5 minutes north from here. I’m dying to be clean.”
Spike chuckled, “It’s a deal. North you say?”
She nodded, “Uh huh. On your mark, get set.”
Spike yelled, “Go” and scrambled past her. She caught up to him laughing as he started actually sprinting full strength now and Buffy held her side trying to catch up to him again. She yelled, “No fair” as she saw he had already jumped into the water hole clothes on and all. He swam around for a few minutes before pulling his wet clothes off his body and hanging them on rocks to dry. He watched as Buffy followed suit and was now swimming around naked. The way the moonlight shown off her golden hair and skin and the way her eyes twinkled as she swam, was such a beautiful sight that memorized him.
Before he could stop himself, he had swum over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She turned around in his arms and wrapped hers around his neck. She had been admiring the way he moved in the water and the way his muscles rippled. He was such a sexy and hot guy that her mouth had been watering without even touching him. When he had finally touched her, all amount of control had crashed around her and was putty in his hands. She felt his hands moving all over her body setting her skin on fire as she moaned under his touch. She wrapped her legs around his body as he swam closer to the shoreline to be able to stand up in the water. She immediately began to kiss down his neck sucking his pressure points and he whispered in her ear gasping for air he didn’t need, “Buffy love, that’s messing with fire.”
She didn’t listen and switched to the opposite side of his neck and he growled lifting her up distracting her from what she was doing to his neck and immediately entered her knowing she was ready. She moaned and thrashed around as she tried to hang on to the small amount control she had left in her. He walked out of the water as she continued to move over him and he growled as he gently lay down on the ground, her under him as he proceeded to take charge. He pounded into her as she gripped a nearby rock to hold for leverage. He groaned feeling her muscles contract with her pleasure and lowered his lips to hers forgetting he was vamped out. Buffy didn’t mind and moaned as she felt his fangs lightly brush her lips and he closed his eyes in ecstasy as her blood touched his tongue. She arched her neck and he whispered hoarsely, “God love, the things you do to me.”
He felt her muscles close tightly around her signaling her impending orgasm so he licked her neck and sucked on his mark from the night before. She closed her eyes whispering, “Bite me, I don’t care where.”
He vaguely heard her request and gently bit down on the same spot as his fangs easily break the skin. He took a few pulls of blood feeling her claw at his back as she withered in an orgasm and took a few more pulls to prolong it. She screamed out his name losing complete control as took one more pull before retracting his fangs and licking the wound clean. He then pounded in her two more times before she clamped around him again driving him crazy. He shouted out, “Buffy, I won’t be able to last.”
She shook her head not caring as she felt him tumble into ecstasy with her. She let out another scream in pleasure as he roared out her name. He collapsed on top of her but rolled off her as he felt her wiggle in protest. He sighed pulled her against him and closed his eyes when he felt her not protest.
Buffy felt herself being lifted and carried through some hazy sleepy state. She was too tired to protest and kept her eyes closed feeling the scent of Spike around her. She was too tired to think of why that scent comforted her and made her feel safe rather than worry her anymore. Spike carried her back to the fire and restocked it so it wouldn’t go out. He laid out both of their clothes to dry while they slept and he grabbed his coat pulling it over both of them to sleep. Buffy automatically snuggled up to him having gotten used to sleeping next to him so that it was second nature and both slept until morning.