Four - Pleasure
Wes threw his book down and marched over to his drinks cabinet to pour himself a large scotch.
“Trouble in the land of Books?”
He rolled his eyes, she was just what he didn’t need right then. How he had ended up babysitting a vampire he didn’t know, but he was sure Spike was to blame.
“Just a chapter I can’t translate.”
Buffy raised an eyebrow and walked over to the discarded book, skimming over the page he had been looking at, staring intently at the words.
Wes’ eyes lit up.
“Can you read it?”
Buffy kept her gaze locked on the words before her before setting the book down and smirking up at the hopeful Watcher.
“Nope.”
He scowled and downed the rest of his drink.
“Bloody useless, you’d think a vampire that’s been around for two hundred years would at least learn a few languages.”
Buffy scowled and flopped down onto the couch.
“A hundred and fifty years Watcher, don’t age me. And I know plenty of languages thank you very much.”
Wes rolled his eyes.
“I thought age on a vampire indicated strength?”
Buffy nodded her head and stood up, feeling the need for a shower.
“It does, but I’ve earned my rep the hard way, not about to lie about something as simple as years am I?”
She headed towards the bathroom, shouting over her shoulder that she was going for a shower.
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Spike, Wes and Xander all looked up when the bathroom door opened to let out a billow of steam. All three mouths dropped open as they saw Buffy emerge, wrapped only in one of Wes’ red fluffy towels.
Willow rolled her eyes at the boys and cleared her throat, drawing Buffy’s attention to the fact she had an audience.
She tightened the towel, making sure all her injuries were covered before smirking at the humans.
Xander snapped his mouth closed and his face formed a sneer, giving the impression he didn’t think she was the most beautiful thing he had seen. When he knew she really was. That didn’t sit right with him.
Wes blushed and stood up, turning his back on the blonde vampire.
The Slayer though, Buffy watched as he ran his eyes from her feet up and over all her curves before meeting her gaze.
His eyes were stormy blue and she knew he was fighting his attraction to her. Girls always know when a guy is interested, even just a little.
She saw him give a little head shake before a scowl settled on his handsome face.
“As soon as you get dressed, we need to talk.”
Buffy frowned, wondering what she had done for him to sound so off with her.
Willow looked at the blonde in askance. Standing there, wrapped in a towel, she didn’t look like the same demon that had kidnapped her and Xander.
“”Fine.”
Buffy made her way down to the basement and quickly dried herself off before re-dressing in her old clothes. They would have to do, it wasn’t like she had a spare set around here.
She grabbed up the hoodie the Slayer had lent her the night before and pulled it on over her bra. The top she had been wearing was smelling just a little too ripe after days of use.
Jeans and the hoodie would have to do.
As she made her way back up to the Slayer and his friends, she paused when she heard her name mentioned.
“- can’t be trusted Spike.”
It was Xander. Buffy rolled her eyes and moved closed to the door.
“Xander, I’ve seen what happens when she tries okay, just trust me here.”
“Well what are you planning on doing with her?”
That was Willow, but Buffy didn’t detect any malice in her tone and wondered at that.
“Don’t know. It doesn’t feel right, staking her when she can’t fight back, but letting her go seems wrong as well. I had planned on telling her to leave town, but the more I thought about it… what happens if that thing stops working? Then I’ve let a vampire walk free to…”
“So stake her then! Get her out of our hair once and for all.”
Buffy heard Willow tell Xander to calm down and edged closer, opening the door a crack so she could see as well as hear them.
Xander sulked as he turned away from Willow to look up at Spike.
“So, you can’t kill her, or let her go. What is she now, your new pet vamp? Will you feed her and take her out for walks?”
Spike scowled and turned his back on his friend, and locked gazes with his Watcher.
Buffy growled at being referred to as a dog.
“What do you think Wes?”
Buffy held her breath. Whatever the Watcher decided, she knew the Slayer would do. She was just glad there had been no mention of giving her back to the soldiers.
“Why don’t we ask her what she wants to do.”
Wes turned, and Buffy knew that he had seen her through the crack in the doorway.
She made her way out to the living room, and stopped close to the Watcher, eyeing the Slayer nervously.
Why did she always fall for the ones she could never have?
“Why is she wearing your clothes now?”
Xander jumped off the couch and stepped up to Spike. He couldn’t believe that he was actually helping the same vampire who had tried to kill them so many times, the same one who had nearly succeeded more than once.
“Xand, calm down mate before you bust something. She needed it for the walk to Will’s last night.”
Xander looked at her and Buffy swore if looks could dust, she’d be dead.
Her demon was trying to emerge. How dare this little twerp talk to her this way.
Buffy held it in through sheer will. She really didn’t think vamping out and growling at his friends was a way to get Spike on her side.
Wes pulled her attention of the teenager and demanded it himself.
“So Buffy, what are we to do with you?”
Buffy looked up at him. He really looked like he was trying to help her. Which was strange.
She didn’t want to tell them that she was scared to leave here. Out there, she had no protection. She couldn’t fight to defend herself, couldn’t feed to live. She’d be picked off as soon as she got to main street, if she was lucky. Sure, she had money, loads of it, but she would need to make a trip to L.A to get it, and doubted anyone in this room would play bodyguard.
For the first time in decades, Buffy felt truly alone.
“I don’t care.” It was true. She didn’t care anymore.
Spike frowned. He didn’t like her looking so defeated. He knew though one thing she cared about.
She didn’t want to go back to the ones who did this to her, and she wanted to see them pay.
“What about the soldier boys?”
Buffy’s head whipped around to his, thinking he was suggesting again that they give her to them.
Xander jumped up, a smile on his face.
“Yeah! That’s the answer, we can give her back to them! Its their fault she’s like this, so they should have to deal with her.” He looked quite proud of himself for finding a workable solution.
Willow jumped back as Buffy’s fangs burst through her gums and she began growling… loudly… at Xander.
Spike stepped in front of his friends, but instead of going on the defensive, he reached out to her, resting gentle hands on her upper arms.
“Promised you didn’t I? Won’t send you back.”
It took a few moments for his words to sink in, but when they did, Buffy stopped growling and lowered her head, forcing the demon back.
When she raised her head again, even Xander could see the relief in her eyes.
“Right.”
Spike stepped back and let go of her arms and turned to face Xander.
“We aren’t giving her back to those people.”
Xander just nodded, not taking his eyes off Buffy for a second. He had seen the fear in her eyes when he was talking, but hadn’t paid any attention to it.
He had seen the same look of fear in his mom’s eyes when his dad was drinking.
It made no sense.
She was a vampire. Evil. What did he care if she was scared or not.
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The discussion on what to do with Buffy had been put on hold then. The vampire in question had retreated into herself.
Spike had decided a walk would do her good, so now they were all in the old part of town, near the ruins of the high school, doing an impromptu patrol.
Buffy trailed at the back, watching the humans in front of her, keeping her senses on the night around them. She may not be able to fight, but she still had all of her other attributes to bring to the party.
She heard them before Spike did, her hearing was better after all and called out a warning.
The Slayer paused and raised his stake, looking in the direction Buffy had told him to.
Sure enough, six vamps appeared before them, looking shocked to see the Slayer and his friends.
When they saw Buffy, lurking at the back, they smiled. They knew her rep.
They charged as one and the fight was on.
Buffy watched as Spike dealt with three of them no problem, but the other three appeared to actually be able to fight well.
Wes, Xander and Willow were tag teaming one of them, leaving two for the Slayer.
Buffy kept an eye on Spike’s fight, figuring the three humans would look after each other.
She saw him take a rather vicious kick to the head that sent him down. One vamp pinned him while the other dived for his neck.
Buffy attacked, bracing herself for the pain to come. She body slammed the demon diving for the jugular into the ground, and when the pain didn’t come, she punched him full force, causing his jaw to break.
A slow, evil grin took over her features as she realised what this meant.
Picking up the fallen stake, Buffy threw it and dusted the vampire the others were fighting before twisting the head off the one she had hurt and then turned her attention to the one Spike was fending off.
The Slayer was swaying on his feet, a concussion from the blow to his head no doubt.
Buffy pulled the vampire back by the scruff of his neck and sent a smirk at Spike.
“Easy Slayer, I got this one.”
The Scoobies gathered around Spike, each asking if he was okay before turning their attention to the vampire that was slowly starting to look like pulverised meat.
Buffy took all her anger, her fear and her hurt out of the demon before her, sparing him no mercy.
His face suddenly changed to the one she saw in her nightmares and her attack turned more vicious, if that was at all possible considering the state of the vamp lying at her feet.
When he turned to dust, she turned accusing eyes to the Slayer before the look on his face brought her up short.
“What. The. Hell. Was that?”
She knew he was angry, it wasn’t hard to miss. She didn’t know why though.
“That was me saving your ass Blondie.”
Spike took a step forward, shaking his head to clear his gaze.
“Thought you couldn’t hurt anything?” He posed it as a question, and it was. Had she been lying to them all along?
Buffy smiled then and let her demon fall away.
“Turns out, I can hurt demons!”
Spike’s lips twitched at the pleasure he could see on her face.
“Man Buff, you really wailed on that guy.”
Buffy shrugged at shocked Xander and moved closer to Spike.
Xander was suddenly thankful that Buffy had never treated them the way she had the vamp.
He kinda liked breathing.
“You okay?” She looked up at Spike, her eyes locked to his.
He nodded.
“Thanks though… for the save.”
Buffy just grinned. She could still hurt demons. Suddenly life didn’t look so bad.
Wes looked thoughtfully at the demon before him. An idea was forming in his mind but she shook it off.
Surely not?
Spike looked back at his friends and half smiled.
“So much for a relaxing patrol eh? How about we call it a night?”
“No! Come on Slayer, evils lurking.” Buffy actually pouted at the thought of having to go back inside. She wanted to hunt, needed to. Her demon was screaming for violence and she intended to sate herself.
Spike through a look at Buffy, making her feel like he knew what was going on inside her head.
“Tough. Home time.”
Buffy shook her head and before he could react, had sprinted off. He made to go after her but shook his head.
“Bloody vampires.”
They watched to see if she would return, but after a few minutes Spike called it a night.
“What if she runs into the soldiers?”
Everyone turned to look at Xander, surprised that he had asked what they were all thinking.
Spike looked off in the direction Buffy had run and sighed.
“Hopefully she won’t, but if she does, I’m sure she’s smart enough to avoid them catching her again.”
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Buffy was having a blast. She had worked out her anger issues on seven vamps, all of which were killed after a severe beating, and three demons.
To finish off a relaxing night, she had perched herself onto a stool at Willy’s and had downed half a bottle of tequila.
She hadn’t once thought about the soldiers, which was a refreshing break for her.
“Hey Buffy.”
Buffy’s head twisted to see Clem take the seat beside her.
“Hey Clem, how’s things?”
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Spike rolled over in bed, wondering why it was shaking.
One blue eye opened to see a beautiful blonde standing in front of him before it closed again.
Buffy waited a beat before both of Spike’s eyes snapped open and he bolted upright in bed.
She couldn’t help but be drawn to the muscles that were clearly on show, and her mind went to the gutter.
“Are you naked?”
Spike scowled and tightened his grip on his bed cover.
“Yes, I happen to be in bloody bed, what the fuck are you doing in my room?”
Buffy licked her lips and took a few steps back, taking her eyes off his body and shifting, trying to ease the ache that had started between her thighs.
“Right… why I’m here…” Buffy trailed off, once more getting lost on the slayers body, imagining him pinning her to the bed with those muscles-
“Buffy?”
She looked up and met his eyes. He didn’t appear happy with her being in his bedroom.
“Soldiers… they call themselves the Initiative. Bumped into a demon tonight, Clem, peaceful sort. They took his little sister, so he followed them, overheard a few talking.”
Spike sat up straighter and ran a hand through his hair.
“Your point?”
Buffy scowled at him.
“Its not just innocent vamps they are lifting, they are going after the good and the bad, and everything in-be-bloody-tween.”
Spike frowned. This wasn’t good news.
“What else did you find out?”
“They’re building a demon.”
Spike’s gaze shot to hers.
“Turn around.”
Buffy frowned, not getting what he meant.
“I want to get dressed without you perving on me.”
Buffy scowled and took a step closer to the bed.
“Who was it that was hard for me recently? Oh yeah… you.”
Spike gulped. He didn’t want to talk about this.
“Yeah right, that what you think? Sorry to burst your bubble pet, but that had nothing to do with you.”
Buffy turned away before he could see the pain on her features.
Spike didn’t notice and took the opportunity to get dressed as she had her back turned.
Buffy schooled her features as she heard him get dressed. She knew he was lying. He’d been hot for her, but she also knew he’d never admit it, was embarrassed by it, and that hurt.
“Were are you going?”
Spike looked up from putting his boots on to scowl at her.
“Where do you think? Going over to tell Wes this. He sent feelers out to a few contacts, hopefully with this added info we’ll get more hits.”
Buffy followed him out the window, but not before snagging a black tee that he had worn but not washed. She stuffed it into the pocket of the hoodie before he could see.
Spike ignored her pretty much the whole way to Wes’ house, which was fine with Buffy. She was still hurt and not that pleased with him.
She bit her tongue to keep from giving him a piece of her mind, and almost made it the entire way before she burst.
“Liar.”
Spike froze. He knew what she was talking about. He turned to face her and suddenly she was in front of him, gripping the lapels of his jacket and pulling his face down to hers.
His eyes closed as their lips met, hot on cool, and his cock got hard at the feel of her pressing against him.
Buffy groaned as she tasted him for the first time. She had meant to pull away at the last minute, but she couldn’t have if her like depended on it.
He tasted just as sweet as she thought he would as his tongue tangled with her own, and she took a step forward until her chest was pressed against his.
Feeling his hard cock resting against her again, Buffy whimpered, twisting her hips so she could feel it where she needed to.
Spike froze when he heard her whimper and pulled back, pushing Buffy violently away from him.
He ignored the look on her face and spun on his heel.
Buffy stared after him, her lips still tingling from their kiss.
A smile spread over her face.
He wanted her, even if he hated it.
tbc
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