Buffy the Vampire Slayer:
Dangerous Love
by PJ

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"Don't stay out too late, honey!" admonished Buffy's mother as the girl ran out the front door with her beach bag slung over her left shoulder. 
 
"Okay!" called back Buffy, hopping onto her bike and speeding away down the street.
 
Buffy's bare, golden legs gleamed in the waning sunlight as she pumped them up and down, propelling her bike in a blur of speed toward Sunnydale's beach. Boys honked at Buffy when she stopped at traffic lights, calling out obscene suggestions for activities they could perform that night.  Buffy flipped them off, then screeched forward when the traffic lights turned green.
 
The sea was a brilliant shade of red-gold when Buffy rode down a shallow incline to a stretch of empty beach.  The slender girl jumped off her bike, pulling off her white t-shirt to reveal her skimpy french bikini top to match her equally revealing lower bikini piece.  Dropping her beach bag near her fallen bike, Buffy ran to the ocean, splashing her way through the shallows to the deeper water.  The beautiful blonde girl dove into the cold water, reveling as it enveloped her sweaty form.  Buffy swam until the sky had turned a deep, blue-black before cutting back to shore.
She rose from the ocean with water beading off her smooth, perfect skin.  Buffy shook out water from her long, golden tresses, then walked to her bag to retrieve a towel for drying.  She laid out another large towel to sit on while she brushed the sea water from her body and watched the stars appear in the velvet black sky.
 
Buffy fell onto her back, arms crossed behind her head, the cool sea air caressing her sleek skin.  She smiled when she felt the presence she had longed for.
 
"Diego," murmured Buffy as the tall vampire reclined next to her on the large beach towel.
 
"Buffy," growled Diego, cupping the girl's face in his right hand, his cool lips caressing her warm mouth.
 
Buffy hugged Diego's neck with both slim arms, kissing him passionately, ravenously.
 
Diego reached underneath Buffy, tugging the strings that kept her bikini top in place.
 
Buffy sighed when Diego removed her bikini top to fondle her soft, warm breasts.
 
The vampire fastened his mouth upon Buffy's left tit.  He sucked wetly on it, nibbling gently on her pert nipple.  Buffy moaned softly, burying her right hand in Diego's thick, short black hair.  Diego switched to Buffy's right breast, lapping at her nipple before filling his mouth with her tender orb. Buffy bit her lower lip, panting sharply as Diego tugged on her breast with his lips, his mouth squeezing her tit flesh.
 
Diego kissed Buffy again, hard and demanding.  Buffy ruffled the vampire's hair with her small hands, gasping when he began kissing the left side of her neck.
 
"Drink me!" panted Buffy, her tits quivering.
 
"It's too soon," protested Diego against Buffy's throat, his tongue sliding across her throbbing neck veins.
 
"Please!" begged Buffy, punctuating her request with a hot kiss.
 
Diego fondled Buffy's tongue with his own, then rubbed his mouth across her flushed left cheek.  He kissed up and down Buffy's neck, making her shiver with anticipation. 
 
The vampire's features shifted, becoming sharper and bestial.  Diego bared long, razor- sharp fangs before plunging them into Buffy's tender neck.  Buffy trembled beneath the vampire, gasping for breath as icy fire raced through her lithe body.  She held tightly onto Diego's neck with her arms, moaning in wild ecstasy while he fed on her, her blood filling his undead body with unimaginable power, the power of a Slayer.  Diego lifted his mouth from Buffy's neck, droplets of her blood staining his pale lips and chin.  Buffy kissed the intoxicated vampire, the salty taste of her own blood making her even more aroused.
 
"Fuck me," demanded Buffy, deftly unbuckling Diego's pants.
 
The bare-breasted girl yanked down Diego's expensive trousers while he untied the thin string that held her bikini bottom together.  Diego set the slender piece of cloth next to the beach towel, groaning as Buffy fondled his cock with her warm fingers.  Vampire and Slayer kissed for a long moment, Buffy's warm breath filling Diego's mouth.  He licked Buffy's neck wound, her blood an irresistible aphrodisiac. 
 
Diego inserted his stiff cock into Buffy's moist pussy.  He rammed it in deep, making Buffy moan sharply.  Buffy arched her back, thrusting out with her crotch, slamming her cunt upon her lover's shaft.  Diego wrapped his arms around Buffy's waist, holding her small ass above the towel while he pumped into her slick vagina again and again.  Buffy stretched her arms upon the warm sand above her head, her smooth armpits gleaming with sweat as her whole body jerked with each powerful thrust between her slim legs.  Diego groaned, his prick swelling, straining to release its tension.  He rubbed the edge of his member against Buffy's clit, making her moan deeply with bliss.  The vampire shoved into Buffy's cunt, filling her clenching hole with his throbbing meat. Buffy screamed as she orgasmed, her hips shuddering while gleaming honey squirted out into the cool night air.  Diego lowered Buffy to the soft towel, his cock quaking within her wet pussy.
 
Buffy kissed the vampire's blood-flushed lips, slipping her tongue into his mouth.  Diego hugged Buffy's naked body against his, her flesh hot from sex, her golden hair reeking of musky sweat and youthful vitality.
 
 
Buffy crawled through her second story bedroom window, rushing across the floor to peer into the dark hallway.  She softly closed her bedroom door before walking quickly back to the open window.
 
"Mom's asleep, you can come in," invited Buffy.
 
Diego slipped through the window, lowering Buffy's beach bag to the floor. The vampire gazed around Buffy's bedroom, amused by the posters and clothes littered everywhere.
 
"Still haven't put all my stuff away," grinned Buffy in embarrassment, grabbing a pile of clothes from the top of the bed and tossing them into her open closet.
 
"I can't stay, it will be dawn soon," replied Diego, turning to leave out the window.
 
Buffy reached out, seizing Diego's left arm.
 
"Will I see you again?" asked the girl, her green eyes wide.
 
"It's dangerous," whispered Diego, looking at the floor, remembering the task his Mistress had given him.
 
"Please," murmured Buffy, raising Diego's hand to her lips, kissing his knuckles lovingly.
 
Diego slowly looked up into Buffy's warm eyes.  He crushed her against him, kissing her covetously, his left arm pressed over the curve of Buffy's waist and buttocks.
 
"Then I will see you again," smiled Buffy, kissing Diego lightly.
 
"Yes," sighed the vampire deeply, his own smile heavy with resignation.
 
Buffy and Diego kissed one last time, then the vampire dove out into the night.
 
 
The Reaver stood in the deep shadows of the sewer tunnel, waiting for his employer to arrive.  A single shadow separated from the others, a slim, feminine shadow with burning red eyes and shining, shark-like teeth.
 
"My servant Diego has failed me," hissed the shadow.  "You will have to kill the Slayer."
 
"My price is high," warned the Reaver, his pitch-black eyes narrowing.
 
"I will gladly pay it if you bring back the little bitch's head in a sack," cackled the shadow.
 
"It will be done," promised the Reaver, disappearing in a flash of purple fire.
 
The shadow merely smiled, melding back into the tunnel's dark depths.
 
"You stayed out late," accused Joyce, glaring at her daughter's guilty face.
 
"It wasn't too bad," replied Buffy lamely.
 
"Bad enough for you, young lady," countered Joyce, "guess who gets to unpack the living room and kitchen boxes?"
 
"Mom!" protested Buffy.
 
"Just get it done by supper!  I'm going to the gallery to check over some things," said Joyce, marching outside to the car.
 
Mumbling under her breath, Buffy stomped into the living room to begin the onerous task of unpacking.
 
 
It was well after dark when Buffy finished putting the last kitchen utensil into its drawer.  Exhaling loudly, Buffy dragged herself to the refrigerator to retrieve a diet soda.  Gulping down her drink, Buffy looked out one of the kitchen windows.
 
"She calls me irresponsible!" growled Buffy, gazing out at the empty driveway.
 
A cold chill ran down Buffy's spine, making her glance quickly over her left shoulder.
 
The Reaper slashed out with a shining silver blade, barely missing Buffy's ducking head.
 
Buffy dived over the kitchen counter, slamming into the Reaper and forcing him onto the floor.  The Reaper smashed his right elbow into Buffy's throat, then kicked the coughing girl off.
The black-garbed warrior rolled gracefully to his feet, reaching into his belt to pull out three throwing knives.
 
Buffy yelped in fear, dropping to the floor as the three gleaming projectiles flashed over her and thunked into the kitchen wall.
 
The Slayer rolled forward, knocking the feet out from beneath the Reaper.  She swung her left arm down, punching the felled demon in the belly.  The Reaper grunted before rolling away and regaining his feet again.  Buffy hopped up just as her attacker spat out a string of strange words.  The knives stuck in the kitchen wall yanked free, homing in on the astonished young girl.
 
"Shit!" swore Buffy, running out into the living room with the flying knives in hot pursuit.
 
Buffy hurled over a thickly padded chair, hiding while the flying knives screamed by overhead.  The blades hovered in the air in the center of the living room, their sharp points searching for their prey.  Buffy looked around frantically, then frowned in determination, leaping to her feet and running for the staircase.
 
The knives slashed forward, closing with Buffy's unprotected back.
 
Just before the knives punched through Buffy's flesh, they crashed into an invisible barrier, becoming white hot and melting into harmless lumps of smoking metal.
 
Buffy spun to face the open front door, sighing with relief and practically falling into Diego's arms.
 
"There's some ninja guy in the kitchen!  He tried to kill me!" panted Buffy, looking up into Diego's concerned face.
 
"I was afraid this might happen.  Go to your room!" ordered Diego, keeping one eye on the kitchen doorway.
 
"I'll help you!" argued Buffy.
 
"Your attacker apparently possesses magical skills, you'll be safer upstairs," countered the vampire.
 
"You both die!" hissed the Reaper, appearing in a haze to slash at Diego.
 
"Diego!" screamed Buffy as the Reaper's sword cut deep into Diego's left side.
 
Snarling with rage, Buffy tackled the Reaper, grasping his left arm and hurling him over her shoulder across the living room.  The Reaper slammed into the far wall, bouncing off onto the floor.  The demon reached for his belt again, hurling three throwing stars at the Slayer.  Buffy dove for the floor, but one star embedded in her bare right arm.  Buffy hid behind the couch, holding her bleeding arm with her left hand, trying to staunch the blood flow.
 
The Reaper arose smoothly from the floor, a shining sword held upright in both of his black-gloved hands.  Diego thrust out his left arm, chanting loudly, calling on his magic.
 
Glowing blue web strands burst out of thin air, wrapping around the surprised demon warrior.
 
"Buffy!  Finish him!" shouted Diego.
 
Buffy pulled out the throwing star in her arm, blood spurting free into the air.  She jumped over the couch, charging the bound demon, then slashing across his throat with the sharp star.
 
The Reaper gurgled, black vapor pouring out of the wide neck wound.  The living room shivered violently as the Reaper burst into purple flame and vanished without a trace.
 
Buffy fell to her knees holding her left hand over her deep arm wound.  Diego stumbled to Buffy's side, collapsing next to her.
 
"Let me touch your wound," instructed Diego with a weak smile.
 
"But you're hurt too!" protested Buffy.
 
"I'll be fine," grinned Diego, kissing Buffy warmly.
 
"Hmm, I guess you will," smiled Buffy, giving Diego a kiss of her own.
 
Buffy removed her left hand, and Diego placed his over the girl's heavily bleeding wound.
He chanted softly, his palm becoming warm as the magic flowed from his body into Buffy's.  When the vampire was done, he removed his cool hand, and Buffy's arm was healed.
 
"Thank you," murmured Buffy, holding tightly to Diego.
 
Diego kissed Buffy's silky hair, warmed by her love.
 
"I better leave before your mother returns," said Diego, allowing Buffy to help him back onto his feet.
 
"Okay.  I have to clean this mess up," smiled Buffy.
 
Buffy hugged Diego good-bye, standing on tip-toes to leave a tender kiss on his lips.
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