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Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-A Pirate's Life for Me
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Buffy woke up very aware of the
warm, naked body pressed up against her. Her eyes opened and then bulged when she
saw Spike. The events of the night before rushed back to her, and Buffy turned
bright red. How could she have done that with Spike? The very thought was disgusting.
Only it wasn't. It should be, Buffy
knew. The thought of letting a vampire touch her like that. Well, a vampire
that wasn't Angel. Because he had a soul, and that made him
different.
But
Angel also didn't make you feel like that� Buffy wanted to scream at the traitorous voice in the back of
her mind. The same one that always said things she didn't want to hear when
Spike was around. Like how sexy that thing he did with his tongue was, or how
hot his butt looked in those tight jeans�
She shook her head. No. She wasn't
going to even begin to go there. She was just going to get up, find her
clothes, and get away from Spike. She started to, when Spike muttered in his
sleep, pulling her closer to him. Her
eyes widened when she felt that at least part of him was awake. She was
definitely getting away now. There was no way she was going to stay here with
him like that.
But instead of moving out of the
bed, she moved towards him, pressing herself back against his erection with a
low moan. She could still remember the way it had felt to be with him the previous night,
and lord help her, she wanted him again�
"Mmm�mornin',
pet."
His deep, husky voice rumbling
against her was her undoing. She knew she shouldn't want this, that being with
him was wrong even if, in this place, she wasn't the Slayer and he wasn't a
vampire, but the damage had already been done the night before. She cursed that
little brat Elizabeth for getting into this mess. If she hadn't started things
with William, then Buffy never would've felt the need to finish them with
Spike.
Or want to go again now.
Buffy gasped as Spike's hand snaked
down between her legs. "Wet already, kitten? Were you having naughty
dreams?"
"No," Buffy replied, the
word followed by a desperate whimper as she arched herself into Spike's hand.
"It's just from waking up next to you." Buffy's eyes widened at her
admission. Why in the world had she told him that? She decided Elizabeth must be affecting her again.
"That so?" he replied,
his other hand coming up to play with one of her nipples. He thrust his hips
against her backside. "I suppose you can feel what waking up next to you
does to me."
Boy could she ever� Buffy decided
that right then, she didn't care about right and wrong, or the effects of this
stupid novel, or even what would happen once they got out of it. She rolled
over, pushing Spike onto his back and poising herself over him. She held
herself just above the tip of his cock, watching him as he stared up at her,
his breathing labored and his eyes dark with desire. "You want something,
Spike?" she asked with a teasing smile.
"You know I do, luv," he
replied, his hands trembling from the strain of trying to keep from shoving the
hips they were currently holding on to down. He'd let Buffy set the pace. It
would make it harder for her to blame it all on him once they got back to
Sunnydale. Not that she probably wouldn't find a way�
She lowered her upper body, her
hands resting on his shoulder, then slid down slowly,
inch by inch. Her head was thrown back, her eyes closed. Spike kept his gaze trained on her, marveling
in the look of pure bliss on her face. He'd dreamt about her like this more
times than he could ever begin to count, but not even in his most vivid dreams
did he ever know she'd be this beautiful being so wanton. She opened her eyes
once he was completely inside, looking back down at him with a look of
determination as she began to move.
The night before Spike had been so
caught up in the experience of being inside Buffy that he hadn't taken the time
to really observe her. But now that he could lay back for the ride, so to
speak, he did, watching every expression of pleasure that graced her features,
hearing every moan, gasp, and whimper. She was amazing, his own golden goddess.
Soon, the movement of her hips got
more frantic, her moans turning into keening yells. As much as Spike wanted to
keep up his careful study of her, he couldn't anymore, the things she was doing
to him overwhelming. He dug his fingers into her hips, meeting her every thrust
with a powerful one of his own. Her breathing got harsher,
until finally, she stiffened, bucking sporadically, her head thrown back as she
came. Spike let the tightening of her inner muscles around him pull him
over the edge, and he lost himself inside of her.
Buffy collapsed on his chest,
trying to bring her breathing back to normal as Spike rubbed her back gently. She
wondered if any of this was real, or if the book had merely put them into a
vivid dream state. Maybe Spike wasn't even here, just another part of her
mystical romance novel illusion.
But if that were the case, then why
on earth would her mind have chosen Spike to be there with her?
Maybe
because you've wanted him from the moment you saw him�
There was that damn inner voice
again. Buffy decided she really needed to get a gag for that thing. Still,
somehow, she knew what was happening now was more real than it should be. She
was trapped in a pirate-infested bizzaro land with
Spike, and they'd just had sex�for the second time. Her bare skin was pressed
against his, and she could feel him softening inside of her.
And then it was all too real. She
pushed herself off his chest and began to search frantically around for her
clothes. Spike frowned, sitting up. "Buffy?"
"I�I can't," she said,
finding his jacket and wrapping it around herself before hurrying outside the
shelter.
She hadn't gotten very far before
she stopped, her eyes glancing around nervously. She felt disoriented, as if
things weren't quite as they should be.
"Elizabeth!"
She turned sharply, pulling the jacket
more tightly around her as she saw William striding towards her, clad only in
his breeches. She trembled, not knowing if she should move towards him or run
away.
The decision was made for her,
however, when she felt William's arms wrap around her trembling form, pulling
her against his well-muscled chest. He stroked her golden tresses, speaking
soothingly. "What is it, my darling? What has spooked you so?"
Elizabeth looked up at him with
wide, watery eyes. "I�I don't know, William. I just feel so very
confused!"
William steeled himself before
asking his next question, knowing her answer could potentially break him.
"Do you regret what we've done?"
"No! Oh, William, don't ever
think that! I could never regret something as wonderful as what we shared! It's
just�" Elizabeth turned away from the intensity of his penetrating blue
eyes.
William cupped her chin, turning
her face so she was looking at him again. "Then what is it, kitten? Tell
me what has made you cry."
Elizabeth sniffed. "I'm
scared, William."
"Of being on
this island? Elizabeth,
my dearest angel, I won't let you become like the man we found. I promise you
that."
"No," Elizabeth replied,
shaking her head. "I'm not afraid of being on the island�I'm afraid of
leaving it."
"Whatever do you mean?"
William asked with a frown.
"If we are ever rescued, we'll
be pulled apart. No one will understand what we feel for each other, and they won't
let us be together. William, I love you! I can't bear the thought of losing you
now that I've felt what it's like to be in your arms!"
William's grip on her tightened, as
if holding her now could keep her with him always. "I won't allow that to
happen, Elizabeth. Never.
I love you, too, and I won't let us be separated."
"But what if it's beyond our
control? Oh, William, I have a terrible sense of dread when I think about our
future!"
William moved his hands to her
shoulders, clutching her tightly. "I won't let us be torn apart. I swear to you, I won't allow it."
"But how? How can you promise such a thing? If we
ever get out of this place, you'll be a pirate again, and I, a lady."
"I don't have to be what I was
before. I'll changed, leave my old ways in the past. I'll be what you need me
to be, Elizabeth. I'll do whatever it takes to keep you."
"William, I want to believe
you, I do. I'm just so very frightened."
In all honesty, William was
frightened, too. Being with Elizabeth made him feel a way he never had before,
and the thought of losing her chilled him to his very core. He couldn't fathom
anything driving them away from each other, couldn't even contemplate something
so horrific. "Let's not dwell on the future, my love. We have each other
now. No reason to taint the present with fears about what might be, is
there?"
Elizabeth shook her head. William
was right, although worry was still churning in her stomach. "Can�can we
go back to bed?" she asked softly. "I need to feel you touching me again."
William nodded, a lump in his
throat preventing him from speaking. Instead, he simply led Elizabeth back to
the shelter to fulfill his lady love's request.

***
*** ***
Dawn walked into the Magic Box,
finally winning the battle of wills with Joyce that allowed her to come and
check first hand on the progress made on the "Save Spike and Buffy"
front. At the moment, it didn't seem like much. Xander was passed out on a pile
of old books, Willow and Tara were talking in hushed tones over what Dawn
figured was either ingredients for a spell or soup, and Giles was nowhere to be
seen. The only person in the room who appeared to be the least bit animated was
Anya, who was reading a paperback book as if it were the most interesting thing
in the world. After saying a quick hello to the witches, Dawn made her way over
to Anya. "What are you reading?" Dawn asked, peering over Anya's
shoulder.
"It's the book Spike and Buffy
are stuck in," Anya replied.
Her mother had told her earlier
that Buffy was trapped in a book, but Dawn was still having a hard time
wrapping her head around that concept. Although really, she
wasn't sure why she was even surprised. It wasn't as strange as being
told that you were a mystical "key" and your whole life was a lie,
after all. "Can I read it?" she asked.
Anya shrugged and started to hand
Dawn the book, when Tara and Willow yelled "No!" Xander popped up at
that, looking around confusedly and wiping drool from his mouth.
Dawn frowned as Anya pulled the
book back from her. "Why can't I read it?" the teenager asked.
"Is Dawn trying to read the Buffy
and Spike book?" Xander asked.
"Yes," Dawn replied, her
arms crossed in front of her. "And I don't see why I can't."
"Trust me, Dawnie, you do not want to read that book," Xander
said.
"I just want to see if Buffy's
all right."
"She is," Tara said,
trying to quickly reassure Dawn so she wouldn't try to get the book away from
Anya anymore. "Anya's been reading so we can keep tabs on her."
"Why is Anya reading it?"
Dawn asked. To her, Anya seemed like the last person in the group who would
volunteer for that position.
"Because none of them could
handle reading the sex," Anya replied matter-of-factly, her attention
quickly going back to the book, causing her to miss the simultaneous eye-bugging
of everyone else in the shop.
"The
sex?" Dawn asked, her voice cracking.
"It is a romance novel," Anya said, turning a page. "Wow.
They're right. You are too young to read this. Xander, come here. We should try
this later."
"What? No!" Xander
protested. "I'm not getting ideas for us from that."
Anya shrugged. "Suit yourself.
But it looks fun. Although I guess it wouldn't really work without the seaweed
and coconuts."
Dawn gaped for a few moments,
trying to process what she'd just heard. "Spike and Buffy are inside that
book having sex?"
She got her answer in the form of a
yes from Anya mixed with a vehement no from Xander.
"Wow. Go Buffy." Xander,
Tara, and Willow all looked at Dawn in shock, while Anya continued to read.
"What?" Dawn asked with a shrug. "Spike is way hot."
"Dawn, Spike is a
vampire," Xander said. "Vampires are not hot. Vampires are bad. Very, very bad."
"I don't see what's the
big," Dawn replied. "It's not like a vampire boyfriend is new Buffy
territory."
"Yeah, and it was a mistake
then, too," Xander countered. "Spike is evil, Dawn. Anything your
sister does with him other than make him dust is a bad thing."
Dawn bit her lip from arguing it further, knowing no one in this room was going to see her
point anyway. Well, except for maybe Anya, but she was too engrossed in the
book at the moment to back her up. She just hoped that Buffy didn't ditch Spike
as soon as they were back in Sunnydale. To be honest, Dawn had a bit of a crush
on Spike herself, but she'd be happy to see him with Buffy. At least Spike
would treat her better than stupid Riley ever had.
"So have you made any progress
trying to get them out?" Dawn asked, deciding a topic change would be the
best for everyone right now. Especially Xander, who was
looking rather pale.
"Nope," Willow said.
"All our spells have gone ker-phlooey."
"But Mr. Giles has gone to his
apartment to get a text he thinks might be of some help," Tara added
quickly when she saw the disappointment on Dawn's face.
Dawn sighed, pulling out a chair
and sitting at the table. "Has anyone tried shouting out a name for the
Childlike Empress yet?" she asked with a sigh, resting her chin in her
hands.
Anya looked up. "Huh?"
"It's a reference to a
movie," Xander explained. "The Neverending Story."
"I'm still not getting
it," Anya said.
"It's from the 1980's,"
Tara added. "There's this little boy who finds a magical book, and he
saves the characters inside of the book from this thing called The Nothing by
naming the Childlike Empress."
"That sounds dumb," Anya
replied. "How can you save a world that's inside of a book by naming
someone? And why didn't the empress have a name to begin with?"
"No, see, it worked because by
shouting out her name it proved that people still believe in the fantasy land
of books," Willow said.
"Still lame," Anya
replied. "And I hate it when you guys reference something that everyone
knows about but me."
"If it makes you feel any
better, I've probably never seen it either and only think I have because some
monks felt I should have the memory in order to make me a more convincing
little girl," Dawn muttered.
Anya smiled brightly. "It
does. Thanks."
"Don't mention it."
The Magic Box was silent for a bit,
until Anya looked up again, her brow creased. "So how exactly was the
story never-ending?"

***
*** ***
Buffy had been sliding between
herself and Elizabeth so much that day she was barely sure of who she was anymore. All she did know was that she didn't
want to be away from the man she was with now. William or Spike, she didn't
care, she just needed him, needed him to keep touching her. She realized her
words were running together with Elizabeth's, that she
was telling him she loved him and he was saying it back. But what did it matter
with the two of them alone on this island? Real, imaginary�those words,
concepts, meant nothing to her anymore.
All she wanted was for him to keep
making love to her, their bodies keeping time along with the steady rhythm of
the ocean.

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Sorry for the break in posts on
this fic, but that last month of college had me run ragged. But I've graduated
now, so I have time again for fanfiction. I appreciate your patience while I
dealt with real life for a while, and I hope you'll all enjoy what I have
planned for the rest of this fic.
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