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�Oh my god, you
are such a slut.�

Buffy only
smirked at Anya as she leaned forward towards the bathroom mirror and finished re-applying
her make-up. �Yeah, like you wouldn�t have done the same thing if you had a man
like Spike waiting in bed for you.�

�So not the
point,� Anya grumbled.

�Then what is
your point?�

�That you�re
rubbing it in my face that you�re getting sex and I�m not,� Anya replied, her
voice rising in pitch as she stomped her foot. �It�s very unfair.�

Buffy put the cap
back on her lipstick and dropped it into her purse. �Hey, I had to sleep with
Riley for seven years. I think I deserve some good sex.�

Anya thought
about that for a moment before she sighed. �Okay, fine. You have you�re own
point there. But I�m still insanely jealous.�

�Fair
enough.� Buffy turned towards
Anya. �So how obvious is it that I��

�Had yourself a little afternoon delight?� Anya supplied for her.
�Very. You�ve got total JBF hair, for one thing.�

�Yeah, I tried to
work on that, but Spike has very busy fingers.�

Anya shrugged.
�At least it�s hot JBF hair. It just makes you look all sultry.�

Buffy chuckled.
�Okay, good.�

�You�re also
limping,� Anya added, a definite tinge of petulant
jealousy in her voice. �But you�ve been doing that all day. Did you skip work
yesterday because he fucked you so hard you couldn�t get out of bed? And just
so you know, if you say yes, I will have to go out tonight and pick up the
first guy who buys me a drink.�

�Well, you better
head out to someplace that�s got hot guys then, because yes.�

�Frick,� Anya
said, stamping her foot again. �So where did you find Spike?�

�The Bronze,�
Buffy replied with a laugh.

�Really? Usually the guys there are so lame. Or, you know,
twelve.� Anya looked down for a moment before she glanced back up at Buffy. �Do
you know if maybe there�s some other vampires there?�

Buffy�s eyes
widened before she said quickly, �I already told you, Anya, Spike isn�t a
vampire. And no.�

�Yeah,
whatever.� She shrugged. �It�s
cool. With my luck, I�d probably just end up being lunchmeat anyway. So are you
thinking about letting him turn you?�

�Anya!� Buffy
exclaimed, coughing. She was glad they were the only two people in the
bathroom. �No!�

�Why
not?�

�Because he�s not
a vampire,� Buffy said, though she didn�t even sound all that convincing to
herself.

Anya pointed to
Buffy�s neck. �That isn�t a hickey, Buffy. Those are very definite puncture
wounds. So unless Spike likes to do something kinky with a barbecue fork, you�re
banging the undead.�

Buffy blushed and
looked away. �Can we just not talk about this?�

�Personally, I
think the whole idea of spending eternity with someone is very romantic,� Anya
said, as if Buffy hadn�t said anything at all. �You know,
if it�s someone who�s as good at giving orgasms as Spike seems to be. I�d
totally let him make me his eternal undead love slave.�

�It�s not that
simple, Anya,� Buffy replied, though she wished it could be.

�I don�t see why
not. I mean, for one thing, you�d have superhuman strength, right? You wouldn�t
have to be all limpy.�

Buffy shifted
uncomfortably, wishing Anya would just let the subject drop. This was not
usual office watercooler gossip. �Look, Anya, I�ve
only known the guy for like, a week and a half. I�m not quite ready for an
eternal commitment.�

�Suit yourself,� Anya said with a shrug. �I should get back to
work anyway. Snyder�s been riding my ass about those damn reports. Miserable little troll-man. He�s someone who
seriously needs to get laid. I mean, if there was a woman in the world
desperate enough to actually touch him.�

Buffy smirked a
little at that. �I�ve got work to do, too. I, um, haven�t been quite as
productive today as I wanted to be.�

�Uh huh,� Anya
replied with an arched eyebrow. �Hussy.�

Buffy chuckled.
�Right now, I�m really not going to argue with that one.�

Anya smirked at her
before she left the bathroom, and while Buffy started to follow her right out,
she stopped and checked her reflection one more time instead. The marks on her
neck did look pretty bad � worse than they had when she�d first started
sleeping with Spike. Was that the combined effect of all the times he�d bitten
her? And if it was, was it just going to get worse? Spike had been able to lick
the wounds closed to keep her from bleeding out during sex, but what if all the
biting was doing more damage than that?

Buffy got the
feeling Spike had never taken a human as a long-term lover before. Did he even
know what frequent vampire bites would do to a human? She put her hand against
the wound, wincing when she realized it was sore to the touch.

Was sharing
Spike�s bed putting her in more danger than she realized? She still didn�t
believe Spike would hurt her on purpose, but what if he didn�t know he was
doing something that could seriously damage her? What would happen if one of
these days, he couldn�t get the bleeding to stop? Or he got too into what they
were doing and tore something in her neck? Or her inner
thigh? He�d bitten her there a couple of times, and she knew it was
possible to bleed out from the femoral artery in a matter of minutes.

Buffy didn�t want
to give up what she had with Spike and she didn�t want him to have to hold back
with her, but she couldn�t help but wonder if what she was doing was overly
foolish. Was it worth risking her life just to be with a man?

And if not, then
what were her other options � and was she willing to take them?

She turned away
from the mirror, unwilling to allow herself to think about this anymore now. If
it was an issue, well�she didn�t think it was pressing right now. She
could think about it later, when her head was clearer. Right now, she should
just focus on the job she�d been sorely neglecting.

Determined to
shift her focus, Buffy went back to her desk.

*** *** ***

Spike knew as
soon as he heard someone coming up the elevator that it wasn�t Buffy. His body
tense and on alert, he found his jeans at the end of the bed and put them on,
managing to get the last button snapped before the elevator doors slid open.

His eyes narrowed
at his unwelcomed visitor, and Spike fought to reign
in his demon, forcing the beast to merely howl beneath the surface. �Finn,� he
said, his voice clipped. �Should�ve known you�d manage to
find me. What did you do, stalk Buffy?�

�I did what I had
to to protect my marriage,� Riley replied as he
stepped into Spike�s apartment.

�You should�ve
thought a little more about protecting your marriage before you fucked whores,
you tosser,� Spike growled. Then, a slow, predatory
grin spread across his face as he stuck his thumbs into his beltloops.
�Although I have to say, I�m grateful to you for being such a stupid arse. Buffy�s one hell of a woman.�

�She�s my
woman,� Riley snapped.

�Yeah, I�m
thinking not so much,� Spike replied. �Not anymore. You gave her up, and I
found her, made her mine.� His grin widened, and if Riley had any sense at all,
he would�ve been backing up. �Marked her inside and out, I did.�

�Look, asshole, I
don�t know what you think is going to happen between you and my wife, but I�m
here to give you one more chance. Get out of Buffy�s life before I have to take
you out of it myself.�

The grin fell
from Spike�s face, morphing into something much darker, more sinister. His eyes
narrowed and he took a step forward, managing to look imposing despite being
much smaller than the other man. �That�s not your call. It�s Buffy�s. She wants
me in her life, and that�s where I�m going to be. You�re the one who isn�t
welcome.�

Riley glared at
Spike for a moment, as if debating his course of action. When he finally moved,
he proved he hadn�t put as much thought into it as he should have.

He grabbed Spike
by his shoulders and spun him around, holding him against the wall with his
forearm pressed beneath Spike�s chin. �Look, you little shit, I really don�t
think you�re as tough as you think you are � and I�m certainly not going to
back down just because you�ve got a bad attitude. Buffy is my wife. She
promised to honor and obey only me. And I don�t care who or what you
think you are, you can�t change that.�

Riley leaned in,
his face inches away from Spike�s. �And it doesn�t matter what you do, she�s
not going to stay in your bed. She�ll see what she really needs and come back
to mine soon enough.�

At that, the
demon had had enough. It was bad enough that this oaf had barged into his home
and threatened him, but for the worthless bastard to claim he would take the
demon�s chosen mate from his bed? No one was going to lay his hands on that
woman but Spike. No one.

Spike roared as
the bones in his face shifted and his fangs broke through his gums. He broke
free of Riley�s grip with ease and pushed the larger man backwards, sending him
careening onto the floor. �You�ll never touch her again,� he snarled, his voice
filled with inhuman rage.

Riley scrambled
backwards on the floor, looking up at Spike in shock. �What the hell are you?�

�I�m the man
Buffy chose,� Spike replied, his yellow eyes flashing
as he stared Riley down. �Now get out before I really lose my temper.�

�You�re�you�re a
monster!� Riley yelled as he got to his feet, stumbling slightly as he did.
�You�you�ve done something to Buffy, haven�t you? That�s why she wants you and
not me!�

Riley�s accusation
gave Spike pause, the sheer absurdity of it pulling him temporarily out of his
rage. He shook his head, his human features taking shape again. �Yeah, that�s
it. I had to put Buffy in some sort of thrall for her not to want your precious
self.� He rolled his eyes. �You�re so deluded it�s really pathetic.�

�You can�t have
her�you�you freak!� Riley replied before charging at Spike, knocking him back
against the wall. Spike�s demon immediately rose back to the surface, and he
blocked Riley�s next attack, doing everything he could to keep the other man
back without actually hurting him.

It wasn�t easy.
Spike wanted nothing more than to tear Riley�s over-inflated head from his
beefy body, but he tried to keep Buffy in the front of his mind, reminding
himself that while her marriage may be over, she still probably wouldn�t be too
happy about Spike murdering her husband. However, Riley kept coming, not
knowing when to simply give up. He came at Spike with everything he had, even
as sweat broke out on his face and he panted from the exertion.

Spike was certain
he could keep this up all afternoon if he had to, though he was already bored
with it. Riley couldn�t seem to figure out he was no match for Spike, despite
the difference in their sizes.

Until
Riley caught a lucky break. Spike
miscalculated by only a fraction, giving Riley just enough time to grab him
again, this time throwing him towards the window. Spike�s hands tangled in the
blackout curtains, bringing them down, and he let out a yell as the sun hit
him, burning his bare arm and chest. Quickly, he rolled out of the way of the
light, but not before Riley realized what had happened.

�What, you�re
like a vampire?� Riley asked, his expression making it clear that he didn�t
seem to believe he could really be seeing what he was seeing. �Does sunlight kill
you?�

Spike glared, the
burn on his arm making him all the more angry, and said nothing.

Riley charged at
Spike, tackling him and pushing him back towards the sun. Spike struggled to
stay out of it, but Riley took advantage of Spike�s sudden vulnerability and
pushed his head into the rays, holding him there as the sun scorched the side
of his face.

Spike grit his
teeth in pain, fighting to keep it together. He took a deep breath then rolled,
kicking Riley off him before he jumped away from the sun.

Riley jumped up,
yelling as he charged Spike, preparing to knock him full-body back into the
sunlight. Spike was faster, however, and he knocked Riley down instead, falling
with him to the ground and pinning him beneath him. The pain and anger he felt
enraged his demon even further, and Spike roared
before he lowered his head, his fangs ripping into the larger man�s neck,
savagely tearing the flesh.

It took only a
few moments for Riley to stop struggling, and when Spike pulled away, the eyes
staring up at him were lifeless.

*** *** ***

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