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Vices of My Blood	By : oldbooks Category: BtVS AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 6946 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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
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Author's Note: Warnings: Torture, Extreme Language, Sexual Situations, Violence Buffy/Spike; Drusilla/Angelus Pairing

Chapter 18

Drusilla had been crying desolately for the last two weeks over her lost sunshine and there was nothing Angelus, Spike or Buffy could say could reassure her that the slayer had stayed in the mansion. The vampiress had refused nourishment or to even leave the room she shared with the dark vampire.

Angelus only had so much patience with his childe before he became frustrated and walked out of the room to get a grasp on his own sanity. He cared for Drusilla to the point of his heart breaking if he still had one that beat. Nevertheless, it was times like these when handing her off to Spike would have been a blessing, and now he couldn�t even do that.

Somewhere deep inside Angelus, he was grateful for the extra help that Buffy provided for him and for his childe. The Slayer had cared for Drusilla ever since that first night she was shot, and she had done so without a word of complaint. In a twist of thought, he wondered how long it would be before the vampiress drove Buffy just as insane as she was.

For now, though, he sat outside in the gardens, amid the various scents of the loose soil, made damp from the midnight dew, the night blooming jasmine that Drusilla loved so much, and the smell of the earth around him. He had left his childe in what seemed to be the capable hands of the Slayer. A girl whose hands were skilled in killing his kind, yet were so gentle when tending to his insane progeny.

Angelus was lighting a cigarette when Buffy stepped out into the fresh air. She moved closer to the table quietly yet tentatively and sat down in a chair across from him. She watched him for what seemed like forever, just studying his features in Angel�s human guise. In human visage he reminded so much of the souled vampire she had lost all those months ago. Not that she would ever trade her time with her mate now, but seeing Angel�s face on this soulless demon was still a bit disconcerting.

�Has Dru driven you up the wall yet?� Angelus asked. For the first time since he had arrived, his voice was without mockery or malice.

�She can be a handful at times. I finally got her to sleep; it looked like she needed it. I used some of the blood bags that Spike has delivered to feed her,� Buffy informed the vampire across from her.

�Drusilla probably didn�t take kindly to bagged blood. She�s an old-fashioned purist,� Angelus said, taking a drag from his cigarette.

�She did put up a fight until she was too tired to refuse anymore,� Buffy conceded.

The two former lovers, now enemies, stared up at the night sky, watching the stars.

�Spike thinks I�m as crazy as Drusilla for moving into this mansion, but deep down I could never refuse my childe anything. She loves to look up at the stars and imagine the sun shining brightly as it follows her everywhere,� Angelus admitted.

Buffy was taken aback at seeing this side of Angelus. In all of Giles� books that she had secretly read, they never once mentioned that the vampire was forthcoming with anything but lines of twisted truth and horrendous torture tactics. Tactics she herself had experienced at one time or another in the past few months.

There was a long silent pause that seemed to go on forever before Angelus� voice startled her out of her thoughts. �I know about the changes you�ve undergone these past months, I saw the demon inside you trying to break free when we fought. It called to mine in a familial link,� he said evenly.

Buffy didn�t know what to say to that. The demon inside her still frightened and confused her. Spike had done his best to explain what she was feeling from his point of view, and he had helped calm her immensely, but she still didn�t understand what was happening to her or why.

�What is it that�s been happening to me?� Buffy asked out loud, more for herself than to the vampire across from her.

�I don�t know, Buff. You aren�t sired, so technically you�re not a vampire, but you�ve picked up vampiric traits. I assume Spike knows about your ongoing transformation since you two are mated?� Angelus asked.

Buffy nodded even though she was confused about the vampiric traits that she had acquired since losing her strength. Spike had saved her very life by making her drink from him, and probably even from her demon mating with him. But she couldn�t wrap her mind completely around that significance.

�Why didn�t you run away with your watcher when you had the chance?� Angelus asked.

�I don�t know. I don�t feel like I belong in the world of my friends anymore. Before this I was 15 year old girl, then 16 year old vampire slayer with a vampire boyfriend,� she stopped and glanced at Angelus to see his reaction to that, receiving a smirk. �Now I�m 17 year old captive demon Buffy. I don�t know myself anymore, and can�t get a grasp on what�s been happening to me.�

�Well, I don�t know what to tell you, Buff. The slayer power is human mixed with the demon that animates a vampire. Maybe that is what was unleashed inside you,� Angelus suggested.

�Spike thinks as much,� Buffy concurred.

Angelus nodded. His grandchilde still had his uses even after a century. �Since you and Spike are mated, I suppose a welcome to the family is in order,� he said evenly belying his next words and actions.

The dark vampire stood up and reached across the table, gripping Buffy by her collar and hauling her close, her face inches from hers. �You�re welcome into this family, honey. But don�t ever think a vampire will go against his own nature just for your,� he eyed her body, �tight, sexy little body. We are predators, we feed to survive, and should that demon inside you become feral enough, you�ll understand us better.�

Angelus� grin was lecherous before he leaned closer to lick the single tear from her cheek that had escaped in her panic. He gave her his soulful angelic grin before stubbing his cigarette out and returning to the house and Drusilla�s side. Buffy was left in garden with a stunned expression on her face.

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Giles perused a bookcase, thumbing through watcher diaries, prophecy books and slayer lore. After choosing a couple of each, he sat down on the couch with a glass of Scotch. Skimming through the diaries offered nothing by way of what was happening to Buffy, not even speculation. Throwing the diaries aside, he skimmed through the prophecies:

Every Slayer is destined to be linked to a specific clan of vampires. For the First Slayer, it was the demons she hunted. For Diana, Slayer from Rome, it was Julius who had turned her best friend Helen into a vampire. Cassie Marsilka of Greece was sired by a turned Gladiator, whom she killed upon awakening.

Giles thought for a moment. Buffy killed the master of the Clan of Aurelius. She dated Angel and fought Spike and Drusilla � all vampires from the same clan. His slayer was deeply connected to a specific vampire clan. That must have been why the Slayer demon came out in her as Xander said he saw. It had come out because she was with her destined clan. He read on to confirm his ideas:

Because a Slayer�s ability is rooted in the demon that animates a vampire, when a Slayer finds her true �family�, her Slayer demon will recognize the familial link and bond with them. It may take days, weeks, months or even years before the demon recognizes its kin. Should that happen, the demon will claim its mate and join the family.

Oh no, Giles thought. He prayed that Buffy�s demon hadn�t searched out the familial tie yet. He had to get her out of that mansion before it did and he lost his Slayer. He took a big gulp of Scotch, welcoming the burn of alcohol sliding down his throat. It was one thing to have a Slayer dating a souled vampire, strange as that sounds, but to have her mated to Angelus? He poured another glass of Scotch to the brim and downed it.

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Buffy crawled into the massive four-poster bed she shared with Spike, utterly exhausted. Taking care of Drusilla while she was healing was draining, but when adding Angelus� threat on top of his crazy childe�s ramblings, was downright stressful.

Spike pulled her back against his chest when he felt the bed dip under her slight weight. He lay still for a moment opening his senses to his mate. When he found her mind troubled, accompanied by the tense way she held her body against him, he worried over her. �What�s wrong, pet?�

�Nothing really, I just feel drained. I know Drusilla�s your sire, Spike. But trying to reassure her to stop going even more off the deep end is tiring,� Buffy told her mate apologetically.

�Dru can be a handful sometimes, but that�s not what I meant. I can feel you, love. Something else is bothering you,� Spike prodded.

�I don�t want to talk about Angelus,� Buffy said tiredly.

�Angelus? What did that bastard have to say?� Spike said with a territorial growl.

�In true Angelus fashion he welcomed me to the family,� Buffy supplied.

�And when you say �true Angelus fashion� that means he . . .� Spike closed his eyes tight, trying to ignore all the grotesque images his mind conjured up.

�Welcome to the family and by the way, threat, threat, threat,� Buffy said.

Buffy thrilled at hearing his territorial growl in her ear. She pressed back into his cool embrace, her ass nudging his cock. Spike�s growl turned passionate. When he trailed his fingertips over her body, it burst into a living flame that licked her insides and stung wherever his fingers moved. She had been normal body temperature around Angelus and now she was burning up again.

Spike�s cool body wasn�t hindering the heat, if anything he was making it worse. He licked over his claim mark causing her to shudder against him. His long fingers caressed down her back along her ribs to her waist. His features shifted to see her better with his demon�s eyes as he ran his roughened tongue over her shoulder blades and down her spine.

Buffy moaned softly and arched against the sandpapery feel of her mate�s tongue. When his fangs skimmed the curve of her ass she shuddered and called his name on a hissing breath. She allowed him to turn her over onto her back and growled when she felt his scratchy tongue on her clit.

Spike started making small growly noises to soothe his mate�s tension as he ran his tongue along the length of her inner nether lips, before rolling his demon�s tongue around in circles on her clit and sucking and gently nipping at it with his smaller front fangs. She growled and bucked against him when he pinched the tender flesh between his front teeth.

Buffy moved her hands down her stomach to lace through Spike�s loose curls and guided his movements, growling at him with impatience when he wouldn�t let his roughened tongue stay where she wanted it the most. Instead she was left to mewl and purr and growl at him while he went at his own slow pace. Couldn�t he tell she�s was smoldering? If she felt any hotter, she�d explode like a powder keg.

Spike growled playfully at her impatience and smirked at her squeak of surprise followed by a long purr of pleasure when he thrust his demon�s tongue inside her overheated channel. The coolness of his tongue soothed the heat. He let her enjoy a few seconds of having his tongue inside her before he thumped the flat of his tongue against her G-spot, causing her to shove her hips off the bed, nearly throwing him off in the process.

Buffy�s demon growled as she bucked her hips violently when Spike hit her sweet spot with his roughened tongue. The pleasure of it was almost too painful to bear. Her skin seemed to settle into his familiar touch when he held her hips up and wiggled his tongue against the underside of her pelvic bone. She gave an upset gasp when his tongue left her core to pursue other areas of her body.

Spike moved his tongue lower to tease the nerve endings around the tight little ring of her ass. From the �OH MY GOD� he assumed she had no clue of all the places he could touch on her body to make her scream the roof down around their ears. If he thought the shrill �oh my god� was bad, it was nothing compared to the scream and violent shudder he received when he wiggled his tongue inside to tease the nerve endings there just inside the ring.

OH MY GOD, what the hell is he doing down there? This has to be forbidden. No one does this. This has to be an evil, sadistic, deviant way to touch someone. Buffy was completely at a loss for words to describe what Spike was doing to her. It should be wrong, but deep down it didn�t feel wrong; strange maybe, but not utterly wrong.

Spike pulled back and heard Buffy�s dismayed �eep�. He had heard her thoughts through the claim and he was chuckling under his breath at them. If she thought that was evil, wait till I have her every position I can get her in. He licked two of his long fingers and slowly, carefully and steadily worked them inside both tight openings. Spike went back to flicking his rough tongue on her clit and moving his fingers inside her in tandem.

Buffy�s turquoise demon-eyes became huge as saucers when his thoughts slipped to her through the claim. By the time her frozen body could move, he was already slowly working his fingers inside her and running his tongue over her sensitive clit. All she could do was rock her hips against him which made her growl passionately. Her rocking had achieved the duel sensation of rubbing his rough tongue over her clit and thrusting his fingers into her tight channels.

�Come on, Buffy. I know you�re close. I can feel it, pet,� Spike�s demon-raspy voice floated to ears.

Buffy heard his encouragement as if from a distance as her body refused to concentrate on anything other than her mate�s fingers and tongue. Her demon took over as she grabbed the back of Spike�s head and held him against her nether lips, clamped her thighs around his head and flipped them over.

Spike grinned from his new position under Buffy and resumed licking his roughed tongue against her full cleft. She gripped the immaculately carved headboard for support and looked down at her mate through her demon�s eyes and growled as she started to ride his mouth and fingers hard, shuddering every time she nicked his fangs, but not let up.

Spike growled passionately at his mate, encouraging her movements as he slipped his fangs into her mound above her clit. That sensation set Buffy�s orgasm off, and in a split second had him lapping up her sweet slayer�s blood with her essence.

Buffy was growling and panting harshly after the mind-blowing orgasm when she looked down and saw that her mate wasn�t anywhere near done with her. She let out a growling �eep� when she was flipped onto her stomach with her hips raised.

Spike ran his hand over Buffy�s pussy making her groan and rock against his hand. He took his hand back coming away with her come and blood to use as a lubricant for his cock before he pressed the head inside her, an inch at a time while slowly working his thumb into the ring at her ass.

Buffy shuddered and growled when Spike teased her with his fingers and shaft. Couldn�t he tell she needed relief? What the hell was up with the teasing? She was burning up and she wasn�t getting any better. She needed him inside her. She wasn�t playing games anymore. If he wasn�t completely buried somewhere in her body in two seconds, she was going to rip his throat out.

Spike, on the other hand, thought his teasing was driving her to the brink. He pulled his cock out and thrust it back in going deeper each time all the while working his thumb inside her. He pulled out of both holes and positioned his cock against her ass. Buffy shuddered against him as he gently pressed the head against the ring, opening her up to him.

Buffy stiffened up when Spike penetrated her in this new way. It felt as if he were tearing her apart and her demon growled in retaliation. She tried to move away, but her bucking hips only helped him to sink further into her body. She was trying to breathe as his thick member pushed passed the ring and into her body.

Spike leaned forward over her back and tried to soothe his mate with murmured growls near her throat as he caressed his claim mark with his tongue making her shudder and open more for him. �Shh, pet. It�s all right, I�m not going to go any faster than you want me to, no matter how it may kill me to stay still inside your tight, little body.�

�Spike,� Buffy drew his name out on a long, breathy moan as she arched back against him.

Spike smiled against her neck when her arching sucked his cock in deeper. He moved a hand down to her mound and rubbed his long fingers over her cleft, from her clit to the entrance of her pussy. He slowly dipped his fingertips inside her and rubbed her G-spot and the thin membrane that separated his fingers and cock.

Buffy moaned at the feeling that the friction of his fingers caused and rocked her hips back, taking him deeper. The pleasure-pain of his ministrations was clouding her mind to anything but the feel of Spike touching her, everywhere. His mouth was against her throat as he laved his tongue over his claim mark. His cock and fingers moved in and out of her body with her rocking motions and his thumb tapping her clit had her growling in pleasure.

Spike growled against Buffy�s throat, trying to stay still and let her control the tempo but that task was becoming harder and harder to do. �That�s it, Buffy, ride me, ride my cock . . . my fingers . . . God, baby, you�re so tight, so hot . . . burn me to ash, you will,� he whispered near her ear, causing her to shiver against him.

Spike�s words only made Buffy�s body hotter and her blood boil, desire pooling between her thighs, coating his fingers. She thrust back on his fingers and cock simultaneously, speeding up her thrusts every so often, until Spike decided it was his turn to control the movements and carefully buried his shaft and fingers as far as they would go before grinding down into her body.

When she shuddered and screamed her release, taking him over the edge with her. After a few minutes, Spike carefully pulled away from her to lay her on her back and returned to licking her clit, soothing the normally untouched flesh of her ass with his cool tongue. She shuddered uncontrollably at the gentle way he handled her body.

Once Spike was finished soothing her heated flesh, he slid up to the pillow beside her and held her against him. He kissed her face all over, whispering �My mate, my Buffy, my slayer� over and over until she curled against him.

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As he opened the door to his bedroom, Angelus hoped he had left Buffy in the garden with food for thought. He watched Drusilla sleep after he entered and closed the door behind him. Then he undressed until he was bare and climbed into bed beside her. Pulling her to him gently, he kissed her temple.

From the looks of things, the Slayer had taken great care of his childe and for that he was grateful. He was serious when he had welcomed the small blond girl into the family, and just as serious of the threat he had left her with.

Just then his vampiric hearing picked up on the goings on in Spike and Buffy�s room. The two blonds were at it again. It was like they were jackrabbits. Those two demons were driving him crazy. Here he was with a sick childe and those two in the other room were making him hard. Where was the justice in this world?

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He couldn't believe she had done this to him. One little anal experience and she went dominatrix on him? Sure it was sexy, and his dick was hurting from being so hard, but it shocked the hell out of him.

Waking up on his stomach with his hands bound to the headboard and bite marks on his ass was not in his plans for the day. And, not that he was complaining, but how did near-virginal Buffy know what a cock ring was and where the hell did she get one in his size?!

Buffy was reveling in her victory. The demon in her cheered her on. It wasn�t the demon that started this foray into BDSM, but it was ecstatic for the change in behavior. Spike's sleeping form had been so peaceful, so beautiful. Remembering how his fingers and cock felt in her ass made her shudder in renewed desire. Well, she thought, it�s time to give a little back.

�Buffy?� Spike�s voice was muffled by the pillow. �What are you doing, love?�

Buffy didn�t say anything just smiled at the confusion in her mate�s voice. She moved up his body, running her tongue from his waist up his spinal cord to the spot between his shoulders, dragging her breasts up his back as she went. She groaned as the hardened nipples grazed his cool, hard flesh.

Spike shuddered at the feeling of his mate pressing her breasts against his back. Her hot little tongue sizzled a white hot, wet trail along his spine, causing him to purr in pleasure. He thought that was all he�d feel until the touch of her manicured fingertips skimmed down over his ass and between his legs to cup his balls and gently massage them.

Buffy gently worked his balls around in her hot little hand until she felt Spike rock his hips against the bed, chafing his cock against the mattress. Then she trailed her fingers over the perineum between his sacs and ass, teasing the bit of sensitive flesh there until she heard him hiss through clenched teeth.

�Bloody hell, pet, what are you trying to drive me to, insanity?� Spike asked through clenched teeth.

�No, but all�s fair in love and war, and soon you�ll see what I�m driving you to, baby,� Buffy answered.

Buffy moved down Spike�s body and flipped over on her back. She raised her mouth to suck gently on his balls, running her tongue around the velvety skin and behind to flick over his perineum. Her fingers rubbed against the tight ring of his ass, teasing the nerves there. Spike bit the pillow with blunt human teeth when he felt his mate�s mouth envelope his sacs. Gah! He had never expected this type of extroversion from his sweet, beautiful Buffy. She was still so new to sex. He thought he�d teach her these things later, introducing one act at a time. That plan flew out the window when he woke up shackled to the bed in his own manacles.

Buffy run her hot tongue along the underside of his cock from base to tip. She squirmed underneath him, her fingers mimicking the action as they caressed from perineum to anus. Just as she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and her tongue flicked over the slit at the tip, her fingertips wriggled gently into the tight passage, teasing the nerves just inside.

Spike�s eyes rolled back in his head at the pleasure of her mouth around him and the pain of her nails biting into the ring of his ass. His cock got harder and more painful with the unrelenting restraint around the base. Buffy was torturing him exquisitely. For a moment he wondered what Angelus had told her in that conversation besides �welcome to the family�. Did Angelus tell her all the ways he used to torture me back in the old days? At that moment Buffy did something to make him growl into the pillow in pleasure.

Buffy slowly sucked his cock deeper into her mouth at the same instant one, then two, fingertips slid deeper into his ass. Thanks to her demon, her heightened sense of hearing caught Spike�s frustrated growl and she would have smiled at her victory had she not had him at the back of her throat already.

Jesus Gods, I�m going to bloody die from this. Teach her one kinky thing and bam, full on dominatrix. Egad, she�s worse than Dru on her good days. Or was that better than Dru? Spike couldn�t think straight, and he gave up sight right around the time Buffy worked the head with her throat muscles, massaging the tip. That was not an experience Drusilla nor had Angelus given him. And hey, he may be shackled to his own bed in his own restraints but . . . Spike gained a bit of leverage and rocked his hips, thrusting his shaft into his mate�s mouth and then his ass back onto her fingers.

Buffy let Spike set the rhythm, letting him rock his hips, when he pulled out of her mouth, she�d slowly draw him back in, the head and shaft sliding over her hot, wet tongue. Her mouth around his hard cock, a couple of fingers teasing the nerves around the ring of his ass, and her other hand massaging the velvet skin of his balls wrenched a hoarse cry from her mate.

Spike didn�t know which end was up anymore. All the sensations his mate afforded him had his mind spinning, making him delirious to anything but the feel of her hot mouth wrapped around his painfully hard cock, the fingers working in tandem with her mouth and the tugging massage on his balls. He wanted to come so bad. He wanted to bury his cock so deep into Buffy�s body that she would feel him in her throat along with his fangs.

Buffy trapped the shaft between her hot tongue and the roof of her mouth and sucked, rubbing her tongue along the underside. Her fingers shifted in circles against the ring. When she had him trapped in her mouth she pulled off him, letting the head softly pop out of her mouth.

Spike let go of a lot of unneeded breath. She was killing him, he knew it. He had flipped a switch in his virginal mate with the anal sex and now she was enjoying the idea of testing her limits with him. It was painful. It was exquisite torture. She was now his Golden Goddess and he her slave.

Buffy moved out from under him, sinking a fang into his ass cheek playfully, giggling when she heard him yelp. She slid under him on her back and reached down between them to guide the head of his cock into her overheated depths. Even as he was about to slide in, she skimmed her nails down the length and unsnapped the cock ring, causing him to groan from the released pressure.

Spike buried his aching cock deep inside her until he bumped her cervix. When Buffy reached up to undo his shackles, his arms went around her back automatically crushing her smoldering body against his much cooler one and immediately buried his fangs into her neck.

Buffy�s demon came to the fore as she strained against her mate. She held on to his hips, guiding his movements while he pounded the length of his cock inside her scorching body, battering the head against her cervix and causing her to cry out.

Spike retracted his fangs and pulled on her blood a few times before licking the wounds closed. Moving his hands down her body in maddening caresses against her heated and sensitized flesh, he gripped her hip with one hand and the headboard the other. His demon�s eyes met her turquoise ones. �Thought you could tease the Big Bad into sexually torturous hell, did you? Apparently it worked until you made yourself furnace hot and needed my touch, ain�t that right?� Spike asked in an intimate purr against her ear.

Buffy�s demon growled and bucked against him sending him deeper inside her and making him groan. She scored her nails down his back and ass, and then moved around his lean hips to stroke the base of his plunging cock. She reached up with her free hand and pulled his mouth closer to run her tongue over his lips, and then inside to tease his.

Spike kissed her back passionately as his bucking hips became harsher, harder, each thrust sending her body scooting up the mattress before he�d pull her back down onto his cock. When she started to contract her slayer muscles around his shaft, he completely lost it, and any reason he had managed to sustain this long was gone. He buried his fangs in her neck and she reciprocated by sinking her own into his throat. They both drew on their mate�s blood while coming in a mind-blowing frenzy that left them both drained.
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