TITLE: Another Life
AUTHOR: Rainie
EMAIL: [email protected]
DISCLAIMER: Joss, not I.
DISTRIBUTION: Please ask first
CATEGORY: B/S
RATING: PG
PART: 1/1
Another Life
This is embarrassing.
Unworthy for a demon.
Hmmm, but so sweet…
Her scent…
Her soft feminine, intoxicating smell…
Hm, slayer…
Thanx god I'm alone.
In my crypt.
With no bloody soldier boy in sight.
Buffy…
My gorgeous little slayer.
Why can't you see me other than a demon?
Oh yeah, slayer…
Keep on doing what you're doing!
Kiss me!
Suck me!
"Spike?"
Ohmi-goodness me… what???
"This wouldn't be my underpants?"
Lucky me it's dark.
And vampires don't blush.
She's looking at me.
Buffy…
The slayer…
She really is here!
In my crypt…
Wait a sec!
"How did ya get in here?!?"
I bark, trying to act normal.
However…
I seem to get old.
Or she kinda resistent.
Anyway, the whole bloody thing doesn't work.
"What do you want?"
I finally ask.
She doesn't answer.
I didn't expect her to.
"May I sit down?"
She drops on me bed.
Burns me with her heat.
"Give me that!"
The undies go flying to the floor.
I groal.
She pretends not to hear it.
Maybe it's better so.
"Roll over!"
What???
Does she thinks I'm a bloody dog?
She whistles and Spike-y complies?
I roll on my stomach, and rest my cheek on my hands.
"Well?!?"
I glare at her.
Useless!
"What's the matter with you, Spike?"
I give a start, when her tiny warm hands start to work the muscles of my back.
Oh…
Oh!!!
OH!!!
This is soooo good.
"Slayer…," I sigh.
My non existent breath immediately speeds up.
Oh slayer…
You haven't got the slightest idea of what you're doing to me.
"…slayer…"
I'm like a big blob of jelly.
All boneless and wobbly.
I haven't felt like this for bloody forever.
"It won't work."
My head jerks up.
What the fuck's she taking about?"
Yeah, right I do now.
But how does she know that I do?
I never told anybody.
"What if I gave in?"
My whole body tightens.
Every single muscle's on edge.
"W-w-what???"
She ignores my unnatural posture.
And continues to quietly kneading my back.
"There's be no future."
Her hands still.
Then she almost tenderly tussles my locks.
"You hear me?"
Yeah, of course I did.
And trust me girl, I sure as hell understood.
She doesm't want me…
Oh well, maybe wants me as a punshingbag.
Or some kinda lightening-conductor.
But not me.
Never me.
Never Spike.
"You'd only be getting hurt once again."
Oh yeah, right.
Now we pretend we care.
Sugar the bitter pill.
Toy 'round with the helpless vampire.
"…I'm the slayer…"
Yeah, as though I don't know.
"…slayers tend to die young…"
"We could run away!"
Her eyes light up.
"No we can't and you know it."
Of course I do.
Sacred duty and all the rot.
She's right.
I'm literally begging for a heartarche.
But hey, this is me.
Why put up with a Harmony, if there's a Buffy or Drusilla round to rip out and stamp on me heart…?!?
"You mean a lot to me, Spike."
Her gentle voice catches me off guard.
"We're very much alike."
I can't believe she's actually telling me this.
She probably doesn't have a clue how much this meant to me.
We are no enemies anymore.
WE ARE NO ENEMIES ANYMORE !!!
"I guess, I could easily fall for you, though…"
Like a flash of lightening I roll on my back.
Reaching for her.
Pulling her into my chest.
"Stay - please…"
I hug her close.
Let my fingernails trail along her spine.
She meets my eyes and we both lose ourselves in the other ones look.
"Buffy…"
She trembles in my arms.
And I feel myself react to her nearness.
Electric currents run through my body and much to my embarrassment I feel tears building up behind my eyes.
"Will you stay with me - tonight?"
I just can't help it.
I have to make a fool of myself.
She's right.
I'm desperately begging to be kicked.
"I won't sleep with you."
She looks at me seriously.
"I could never go back to Riley, if I did."
My hold on her tightens.
"Then don't do it!"
"Spike…"
I don't want to hear any buts.
I bring my hand up and let my finger outling the soft line of her lips.
My other hand comes to a rest on the back of her head.
There are only centimeters seperating our mouth.
"What if I told you I love you?"
I whisper against her soft flesh.
"Don't… Spike, please…"
She blinks rapidly.
And I realize it's not just me who's upset.
"I love you, slayer."
Our lips meet.
No tongue.
Only nibbling and tasting.
Oh, this is soooo erotically.
Her restless hand helplessly roam by back.
"Spike…"
With a groan I grind myself against her hips.
For weeks I've been hiding the arching hard on I alwas have around her.
"Let's not go any further."
Her lips reluctantly pull away.
I can't let her do this.
"Buffy…"
I burry my face in the curve of her neck.
"Just tonight…"
I know I'm behaving disgraceful.
"Only tonight…"
Even Angel must show more dignity round her.
"It wouldn't be enough."
She sighs heavily.
"For neither of us."
She's right.
I hate it if she is.
"You love me, slayer?"
I pull back from her.
Just enough to make eye-contact.
She blushes.
But her eyes never waver.
"Not yet, William."
She brushes a quick kiss on my lips.
"Not yet."
Her small hand cames to a rest on my cheek.
"But it would be easy."
Yeah, too easy.
Our eyes meet.
"Another time."
She offers, fighting a lone tear.
I try a smile.
"Another time."
We kiss.
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