Spike took a deep breath, taking his time to think of the right things to say.
“I don’t rightly know. You wouldn’t become a vampire if that’s what you’re worried about. You won’t become evil,“ he wrapped his arms around her waist. “Your face won’t distort when filled with rage because you won’t have a demon inside of you,“ Spike ran his thumb softly down the side of her neck. “You won’t crave blood like I do.“
The vampire paused to admire the smell of his lover and the softness of her skin.
“That’s all I know for certain, pet. As for other humans and demons knowing…Buffy, my marks will be permanent. Where ever I bite to claim, that’s where they’ll stay. A scar to remind you, and whoever comes close to you, that you belong to William the Bloody. It doesn’t have to be on your neck, although I’d like it there. It could be anywhere you wanted it,“ he ran his down her waist and to her thigh,“---your thigh,“ his hand caught her wrist that was resting against her waist, “---or your wrist,“ dropping her wrist he traveled his hand up to cup an ample breast in his palm. He gave it a light squeeze, causing her to tilt her head back to rest against his chest. “---or your breast. But that could be painful, yeah?“
“Spike,” she couldn’t help but moan at his caresses.
“You’re not doing this to torture me, are you?”
Buffy whirled around in his arms. “Doing what to torture you?”
Spike took a step back, waving his hand in the air. “This talk…this talk about claiming. I feel like it’s something that I’ll never have and you’re just dangling it in my face. Bloody Hell, it’s making me angry.“
“I was actually curious. I’m the Slayer, the only research I do on vampires is how to fight them and slay them. I don’t research claiming them or how mating works. Giles would hardly tell me that information and I doubt any research books he left would tell me any of what you just said.”
Spike felt his anger lessen and he nodded. “Right then. So what’s the verdict? We eat the food left for us and head to sleep?”
Buffy sighed. “A few more questions?”
Spike shrugged, wishing she would stop talking about claiming. In his mind he was certain that she would never allow such an act to take place between them both.
“I think I’ve told you everything I know already,” he curtly responded.
Buffy wasn’t ready for the conversation to be over. She wanted to know the answers to her questions so she persisted.
“Well what about other vampires? Will they know? Will that change things? I’ll still be the Slayer, right? I can still, eventually, go to school and be a sister to Dawn and get a job and live….”
Spike cut her off, “You can still do all those things, Buffy. But you can’t kick me to the curb whenever you felt like it. The claim would have something to say about that.“
“What could a claim possibly do to me?” she asked, more surprised than worried.
“Sickness, pain, or I don’t know, but your body can do a lot to make your life miserable and that claim will be a part of your body forever,“ he answered her seriously.
“So when I die, what happens?”
Spike shrugged. “I’d probably dust myself anyway.”
Buffy glared at him. “That’s not even funny.”
Spike looked over her head out the window saying softly, “It wasn’t meant to be. I would have dusted myself the last time you died, and the only reason I didn’t is because I made a promise to a lady; had to keep her little sis safe. Next time, there won’t be such a promise because I don’t plan to have you die until a very old age.”
“Do it.”
Spike blinked. “Do what? Stake myself? I didn’t say now. Bloody hell, I meant after you’re gone.”
Buffy put her finger to his lips.
“No bite me. Do the whole claiming thingy. Make it all official. It will be my way of showing you I’m serious about you and a way to make sure we last and…”
Spike shook his head. “No, no, no and a fourth and resounding NO! This isn’t some sodding decision to make on the fly to prove squat to me.” He banged his hand near her head against the wall to make sure he had her full-undivided attention, “This is forever and for me that equals a real long time. This means death do us part permanently. There are no bleeding divorce courts or separation. There are no, whoops I changed my mind or whoops I fell out of love with you. This is forever, Buffy. Do you know what forever means?”
Buffy looked up at Spike with tear filled eyes. “Forever means I’ll never be alone as long as I live. Forever means I’ll have a partner, and will have someone to count on. Forever means that you can never leave me like the others and that we choose each other. Forever means love is enough.”
Spike stared at her with his mouth slightly open in shock before whispering, “Forever means you’re stuck with me, Buffy. You will be stuck with an evil vampire who drinks blood to survive, and who fights an inner battle each and every day to be good. You will be stuck with a vampire who has killed two slayers and hundreds of thousands of other people and who has no soul. I’ll never be able to father children or walk with you in the daylight. I’ll never be able to make love to you on a beach again or have your silly marriage in the park that you seemed so fond of. Bloody hell Buffy, do you realize what you are getting into?”
She nodded and repeated, “Do it.”
The lady listened carefully as her eyes appeared in the window. Without a sound she disappeared from sight after hearing Buffy’s decision.
He stared at her in shock as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him hard on the lips. He stood, not returning the kiss, so she tried harder and kissed him again and again. After a few minutes, he finally returned her kiss. She felt him groan as she broke the kiss.
“I love you, Buffy, so very much,” he whispered.
She kissed him again and whispered against his lips, “I love you too, Spike.”
He kissed down her neck, and wanting to desperately feast his eyes on her naked flesh, he yanked the nightgown over her head. Spike trailed rough, passionate kisses down her collar bone and to her breast. The vampire teased and nibbled at each nipple, causing the Slayer to hoarsely moan.
Buffy was getting so heated that she needed to feel his cool skin all over her body. She wrapped her legs around his naked waist and clung to his body.
Spike closed his eyes in ecstasy when he felt her dampened pussy coat his erection. Spike carried her to the bed, kneading the firm globes of her ass as he went. After he laid her firmly on the bed, he hovered over her, not only enjoying the view but letting his immense feelings wash over him.
In the back of his head, he knew he was being selfish by giving in to her request but he couldn’t help himself. She should have a husband who could give her children and spend time in the sunlight with her. She should have someone who grow old with her not forever be 27. She should have a human not a vampire but this was a dream come true: To belong to her and have her belong to him.
He lowered a hand to her glistening snatch, and then ran a finger gently over her throbbing clit. She arched her hips as he kissed his way to his prize. Spike licked her and the moisture that lay there. Buffy moaned and gripped the sheets as Spike feasted on her. Once she opened her legs wider, giving him more access, he brought a now moist finger to her opening. He slipped it inside and once she moaned his name he added another, curling them both up to hit her pleasure spot.
Spike was driving her crazy with lust.
She racked her nails over the sheets begging, “More, more!”
Spike obliged, moving his hand to rub his thumb over her clit driving her even closer to an orgasm, which had him pumping his fingers harder into her. She whimpered desperate for release as he lowered his mouth to her clit, taking it into his mouth and sucking on it hard.
She screamed as her orgasm finally hit her, and before she had finished she yanked him up so she could plant a heavy kiss on his lips. She tasted herself but didn’t care and was desperate to feel him inside of her. She arched her hips, whimpering for him to enter her and he kissed her again and again, whispering sweet words of love.
Spike eased into her and she wiggled under him to allow him in fully before wrapping her legs around him tight. He kissed her as he slowly began to work in and out of her, wanting to make their encounter special. He wanted to make love to her.
If she was really going to let him claim her, he wanted this perfect and wanted it to be all about love, not just passion and lust.
He felt her trying to rush him by thrusting her hips up roughly, but he held her back and sucked on her earlobe.
“Just relax and enjoy. We will have the rest of our lives for rushing but for now, let’s just enjoy,“ he breathed in her ear.
Her movements slowed down and she started to relax, letting him set the slow and steady rhythm. She kissed his lips and then his cheeks leisurely as though memorizing every feature he had. She kissed down his neck even licking the marks of his sire.
Buffy wondered for a fraction of a second if the marks would stay once they claimed each other. She decided that she didn’t care, she would still love him.
She continued her trail of kisses to his shoulder. She felt him shift over her to bring his hand up to her breast to massage it, showing her new sensations she never knew existed. Things weren’t hot and rushed as they usually were but instead were erotic. Everywhere he touched left a trail of electricity pulsing through her body. Every kiss he placed made her head soar with feelings of love and desire. Every caress left her wanting more and wanting to be closer. Touching wasn’t enough, kissing wasn’t enough and not even he entering her was enough. She craved more and more and wanted him to be a part of her like never before. She had never felt this with anyone else and wondered if the claim would fix it or make it worse. She moaned out his name over and over again as he sucked on her nipples, followed by his cool breath making her feel like she was on fire.
She closed her eyes and he whispered, “No, keep them open. I want you to see and feel me everywhere.”
Buffy shook her head. “It’s too much, I can’t take anymore.”
Spike smirked and lightly kissed her lips. “But you will, you will pet.”
He rubbed his fingertips down her arms and even her arms tingled with pleasure. He continued his slow and steady pace as he ran his fingertips over her stomach where streaks of fire seemed to form. She was out of control leaving her control completely in Spike’s hands, knowing that she was just out of her mind with pleasure. Every part of her was Spike’s and Spike’s alone to manipulate.
She felt pleasure consuming her in every way possible.
“I love you, William.”
He smiled and felt himself quiver slightly with the feelings they were opening between each other. He had never before made love with anyone. Everything before had always been pleasure mixed with a tad of pain. What they were doing now was amazing. Every part of him felt like it was alive and he could almost feel his heart beating but knew it was Buffy’s beating for him. He closed his eyes as she closed hers and traced his fingertips down her neck to her shoulder where she gasped with the feeling.
He knew even with his slow and steady pace, she was close and so was he. He was determined to make it perfect as he leaned down, kissing her lips as she lifted her hands to wrap around his neck pulling him as close to her as he could possibly get.
Her legs tightened around his waist so tight that he was only able to rock within her. She moaned out his name again as he gently kissed down her neck to suck on her pleasure point.
“Which side, sweetheart?”
She could barely think as she whispered back, “Doesn’t matter.”
He chose the side that had yet to be bitten. It was like a canvas that needed his mark on it. She racked her nails lightly down his back as she shuddered, feeling close to the edge. He swirled his hips faster, eager to feel the strength of Buffy’s orgasm and hoping he could make it a little longer than she would. He felt her shudder again and tighten her grip on his back and he knew it was time.
He gently bit into her neck and felt her squeeze him tight as he closed his eyes taking a few pulls of blood before roaring, “Mine, Buffy you will always be mine now and forever.”
She whispered back a quiet, “I’m yours.” as she wasn’t sure what to say as she shuddered in release.
“Now Buffy, bite me back and say the words.”
She opened her eyes to spy his neck above her lips and sucked on it as Spike had done and then bit down hard drawing blood that she swallowed. As she felt the copper taste fill her mouth she said the words.
“My Spike, My William, all of you is mine always, now and forever.”
Spike whispered back as tears ran down his cheeks, “Yours Buffy, I’ll always be yours.”