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Buffy
stomped through the cemetery, muttering to herself
about stupid vampires, be they bleached and in the present or natural blonds
and existing in a time far, far away.
Either
way, they were seriously upsetting her routine.
She�d
burned herself four times at work when her mind had drifted off and she�d paid more
attention to memories of the dream than she had the fact she was around very,
very hot things.
�What
crawled up your ass and died, Slayer?�
Buffy
wheeled around to face Spike, the stake she�d been clutching since setting out
for patrol pointed towards him now. �Oh, ew,
Spike. That�s just an unpleasant thought, really.�
Spike
shrugged. �Well, it would explain the constipated look on your face.�
Buffy
wrinkled her nose in disgust and threw her arms in the air. �God, this is just
what I need tonight. You being an asshole. Can we just
cut all the bullshit right now, Spike?�
�So
it�s straight to the sex then?� Spike asked with a leer as he moved towards
her, wanting to rile her.
Much
to his surprise, Buffy grabbed the lapel of his duster and started dragging him
back towards his crypt. �You better get me off quick tonight and not do that damn
teasing thing. I�m not in the mood.�
Spike
gaped as he let her pull him behind her, for once at a complete loss when it
came to witty retorts. He had no idea what had gotten into the Slayer, but he
certainly wasn�t going to complain.
As
soon as they were in the crypt, she tossed him to the ground and pounced on
him, her small hands working quickly to open his jeans. She hiked up her skirt,
lowered herself down, and let his cock fill her wet pussy.
�A
skirt and no panties? Were you even pretending to be out on patrol
tonight, Slayer?� Spike asked as he grabbed her hips, holding on for the ride.
�Shut
up, Spike,� she snarled, grabbing one of his hands and pushing it to her clit.
�Your mouth is ruining the mood.�
Spike
snarled. If she wanted it hard and fast, she could have it� He flipped her
over, his hand working her clit as he pounded into her. Buffy moaned, her eyes
shut tight and her hands gripping his arms.
She
came with a strangled cry, and Spike groaned as he came after her.
He
was still riding the high of his orgasm when she threw him off, kicked him
away, and ran out of his crypt.
Spike
sat up, rubbing his head and wondering what the hell that was all about.

*** *** ***
Buffy
ran until she was safe in her room, shutting herself away from the world. She
collapsed on her bed, angry tears stinging her eyes. What was wrong with
her? Not only was she getting turned on by Spike, but she was getting turned on
by vampires in her dreams now, too.
She
rolled over and stared at the ceiling. Buffy didn�t like that dream� She
hadn�t been able to get it out of her mind, spending all day wondering why the Powers
had given her that to watch.
Maybe
it wasn�t a Slayer dream at all. It wasn�t as if Slayers routinely got it on
with vampires, after all. Maybe it was just the product of whatever this was
she�d been doing with Spike.
Which
really, Buffy decided, made more sense. Of course she�d start dreaming
about a Slayer fooling around with a vampire. It was a subject that had been on
her mind recently�
That, and those Doublemeat burgers had to give you bad dreams�
She
decided just to stop thinking about it at all. It was just one dream, and the
more she thought about it, totally not a Slayer dream. It wasn�t like she was
ever going to have it again. So she�d had a rather odd, erotic dream about a
vampire. It wasn�t the first time. Granted, the others had been about vampires
she actually knew, but that was inconsequential.
It
was probably just a sign she really needed to start staying away from Spike.
So
starting first thing in the morning, she was going to do that.
And
she wouldn�t be having anymore of those weird dreams either.

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Isobel
spent the entire day pacing her bed chamber. She knew she should confess her
sins and ask for absolution, but she couldn�t bring herself to admit to the
priest that she�d allowed a demon to defile her.
She�d
sworn before God to remain chaste, and yet she�d so easily thrown her virginity
away to a vampire. How could she have failed so completely in her duty?
She
should have stayed and let the vampire drink from her. Death would be a fitting
punishment for her sins.
Isobel
fell to her knees again, knowing she�d have to plead more for God�s forgiveness
if she was going to succeed in her battle against Ed� er,
the demon. She may no longer be truly worthy of being a Slayer, but she
still wished to banish the evil from this town.
When
the sun set, Isobel left the church again. She started towards where she
had seen the vampire the night before, hoping he wouldn�t have changed his
feeding habits.
She
had just reached the edge of the village proper when a girl ran to her, blood
smeared on her dress and face. She fell at Isobel�s feet, sobbing. �You must
help me. There�s�there�s a demon in the keep. He lured me from my home and bit
my neck!�
�Go
to the church,� Isobel said, pushing her guilt and doubts away, becoming only
the Slayer. �The priest will take care of you. I will see to the demon.�
The
girl clung to her. �No! You mustn�t! He�s a monster!�
Isobel
replied with a small smile. �There�s no need to worry. I know what needs to be
done.� She broke free of the girl and ran towards the keep, her long brown hair
flowing behind her. She would stop him tonight.
She
kicked the door to the keep open, the heavy wood slamming against the stone
wall under her slayer strength. A lit torch hung on the wall, and she grabbed
it, no fear in her heart as she stepped into the darkness. �I know you�re in
here, Edmund!� she called out, her voice echoing in the chamber. �Show yourself
and face me!�
The
keep remained silent save for the sounds of Isobel�s harsh breaths. Yet her
skin prickled and tingled, telling her for certain a vampire was nearby.
�Are
you a coward, Edmund?� she demanded, her face angry in the flamelight.
�Afraid of a little girl?�
His
deep, rich laugh filled the keep, and Isobel trembled. The shadows around her moved,
and suddenly, Edmund was in front of her. He smiled easily as his gaze traveled
down her body. �I see you received my message, Slayer. Don�t worry � I made
sure the girl will live.�
Isobel
gasped, her heart pounding. �You lured me here? Why?�
Edmund
shrugged easily. �I�ve grown tired of waiting. I wish to fornicate with you
this night.�
Isobel
blushed furiously and took her eyes away from him. �I will not let you for�do
that�with me again!�
�Again? Do you think we already�� Edmund laughed. �How
delightful.�
Isobel
managed to blush even more, her usually fair skin a
deep red. �But you�you touched me�on my�� She couldn�t finish her sentence.
�That
was only the first taste, dove. I assure you your purity is still quite intact.
Though it will not before this night is through. Will
you be going to my bed willingly, or will I have to subdue you?�
�I
will not succumb to your lust, demon!� Isobel insisted. �I�m here to remove you
from this world.�
Edmund
smirked. �You�re quite amusing, girl. You and I both know you want it as much
as I do. I can smell how much you want me.�
He
could smell�? What could that possibly mean? Isobel was so terribly confused.
And
oddly warm�
Edmund
held out his hand. �Come with, my darling. Let�s not waste anymore time with
this ridiculous farce.�
�I
will not lie with you!� Isobel yelled, stomping her foot. �I am a Slayer,
chosen by God to serve as His hand here on Earth! I will remain pure and not be
sullied by any demon! And you�you are a vile, disgusting creature who shall
never touch me again!�
Edmund
shivered. �Oh, the things you say to me, Slayer. They make me so hard.�
Hard? She didn�t understand him at all. �We�re supposed to be
fighting!� she exclaimed, stomping her foot again. �You aren�t playing by the
rules.�
�I
never play by the rules, Slayer.� He shrugged. �But if you insist we fight�� He
struck suddenly, hitting Isobel in the face.
Isobel
gasped in shock as she stumbled backwards, the torch falling from her hands and
to the ground. Edmund kicked a bucket near it, water rushing over the flame,
extinguishing it, before he came after Isobel again, knocking her feet out from
under her.
Isobel�s
breathing came in harsh pants as she sat on the cold stone floor, the room
pitch black. For the first time in her six months as a Slayer, she was
genuinely frightened, knowing she was at completely at Edmund�s mercy. She
couldn�t see a thing, and even if she tried to run, she knew without a doubt
he�d catch her.
�You
don�t have to make this so difficult, Slayer. I�m not going to hurt you.�
�I
won�t stop fighting you!� Isobel swore.
Edmund
sighed. �As adorable as you are, dearest, you�re being quite foolish.�
�You�re
a monster! You�re evil and you disgust me!�
�Oooh�say that again,� Edmund purred. �Your sweet words only
fill me with more desire, dove.�
He
moved quickly again, grabbing her under her arms and hauling her up from the
floor. She started to struggle against him, but he fastened his lips to hers,
kissing her until she was finally pliant.
When
he broke his lips from hers, Isobel was panting, her eyes wide. �Why are you
doing this?�
�Because
I want you,� Edmund replied, as if it were the simplest answer in the world. �I
saw you, and for a moment, my heart beat again.�
�Why?
I�I don�t understand this.�
�Because
you are beautiful,� Edmund said simply.
Isobel
had never been so confused. Her heart was beating too quickly, even though she
was no longer afraid. She didn�t know what he was asking her for, only that she
shouldn�t give it to him.
And
that she really wanted to give it to him�
Her
entire life had been spent behind the walls of the Council, until she had been Called and had finally been allowed outside the door. Yet
then, she�d been thrust into a world of darkness, of constant pain and
suffering, and it had driven her to weep more nights than she cared to count.
Edmund
was offering her something else. She knew that much, even if she didn�t know
what it was.
Her
Slayer training screamed no, the voice of her Watcher sounding in her mind,
telling her what she was contemplating was the ultimate sin. But she�d already
allowed the demon to sully her. How much more of a sinner could she become if
she allowed him to take what he wanted now?
The
girl in her yearned for something beautiful, and if what Edmund wanted now was
anything like what he�d done to her the night before�
Edmund
smiled to himself when he felt her slacken in his grip. He moved her into his
arms, cradling her to his chest as he brought her through the halls of the
keep, the rapid pattering of Isobel�s heart calling to him.
�Don�t
be afraid, dove. You will know pleasure this night.�
�I am
sworn to chastity,� she said, though she knew her sacred vow was already as
good as broken. �The Watchers� Council wishes for all Slayers to remain pure.�
Edmund
shook his head. �They send girls to their deaths night after night and do not
even allow them to experience physical joy in their short lives. And they call
me a monster.�
He
brought her into a room, and Isobel blinked, her eyes adjusting from the
darkness to candle light. She gasped as she looked where Edmund was taking her
� a large bed, more luxurious than she had ever known.
Edmund
set her on the ground, steadying her when her legs wobbled. Isobel trembled,
waiting for what he planned to do next. Part of her wanted to run, but she knew
she�d sealed her fate the moment she�d entered the keep. Edmund wanted her, and
he was going to make her his.
He
reached for her dress, his hands moving quickly, and before Isobel could full
comprehend what was happening, she was naked before him. She gasped and blushed
again, wishing she could cover herself. No one ever saw her fully nude � not
even herself.
�Can�t
I wear my dress, Edmund?�
�I
suppose you could,� he replied. �However, it wouldn�t be nearly as much fun,
and your skirts would just get in the way. Get on the bed, Slayer.�
Isobel
shook, but she did as he said, her eyes on Edmund as he began to disrobe. She�d
never seen a man undressed before and had no idea what to expect.
And
she certainly hadn�t expected that. What was that? Did human men
have that as well? It simply didn�t seem natural.
And
how did he keep clothes over such a thing? It seemed so rigid � wouldn�t it
have broken right through the cloth?
Furthermore,
what was he going to do with it?
Edmund
smirked. �Don�t look so frightened, Slayer. I�ll be gentle. Spread your legs.�
Isobel
trembled, dumbstruck. Edmond sighed, shook
his head, then joined her on the bed, pushing her
thighs apart with his strong hands.
As
soon as he brought his hands away, Isobel clamped them back together again.
Edmond shook his
head and gave her a stern look. �I can�t pleasure you if your thighs aren�t
parted, my dearest. Now be a good girl and keep them open for me.�
�But
I don�t know what you�re going to do,� Isobel protested. Then, she admitted in
a near-whisper. �I�I fear you shall bite me.�
Edmond chuckled, and
the sound alone seemed to put her more at easy. �Don�t worry about that, dove.
My bite is nothing to fear. Not for you. But for now I plan only to give you a
very special kiss. Will you let me do that?�
Isobel
couldn�t imagine a kiss more special than he�d given her earlier, but she was
willing to allow him to do what he wished. She parted her trembling thighs.
When
he placed his mouth between him, Isobel grew stiff, certain he was going to
bite her after all � and in such a sensitive place, no less! But the bite
didn�t come. Instead, he started doing something wonderful. She didn�t
know what it was, only that if he stopped now, she would stake him after all.
He
didn�t stop. Instead, he continued to make the incredible tension build inside
of her. Her breathing came in sharp, desperate pants, her fingers tangling in
the silky strands of his golden hair.
She
was close. She knew she was close. She just had no idea what she was close to�
The
tension burst inside her at the same time her body tightened up. She�d never
screamed in her life, but she was now, Edmund�s name a nearly-inhuman yell as
it bounced off the stone walls of the chamber. Her vision went white and she shook
uncontrollably before she finally slumped to the mattress in a sweating heap.
She
gasped, her eyes fluttering open and settling on Edmond. He was
kneeling between her legs, his tongue moving over his lips as he watched her.
�Was�was
that fornication?� she asked breathlessly.
Edmund
replied with the laugh she was growing to love so. �No, my
sweet Slayer. That was merely preparing you for fornication. Fornication
is when I enter you with my cock.�
�Your what?�
He
gestured to the strange thing protruding from his body, and Isobel�s eyes grew
wide. She sat up and slid towards the head of the bed, pulling at the blankets
to cover herself. �Enter me where?� she asked skeptically, though given where
his attentions had centered, she had a fairly good idea.
�Now,
now, there�s no reason to be afraid. It isn�t going to hurt.�
She
looked at him skeptically. �It won�t hurt?�
�Not
at all, dove. Now lay back down and let me give you
what we both want.�
Isobel
was timid as she moved, though she did what he said, lying on her back again
and reopening her legs. �Is this right?� she asked him.
�Yes.
Perfect.� Edmund came down over her, situating their bodies, then propping
himself up on his arm, his other hand gripping his cock. �Calm down,
sweetheart. It�s all going to be all right. Just hold on to me.�
Cautiously,
Isobel brought her arms up to wrap around his chest, linking at his back.
Edmund smiled, then kissed the tip of her nose.
�That�s right, Slayer. Keep holding on to me, and it
will all be fine.�
Edmund
lined up his cock with her entrance, took a deep breath, and forced his way
into the tight channel.
Isobel
screamed in pain.
Within
moments, she was pummeling his back. �Get off of me, you�you swine! It hurts!
You told me it wouldn�t hurt!�
It
took all of Edmund�s self control not to start thrusting. �Yes, well, I lied. I
knew you wouldn�t agree to it if I told you it hurt, and then we�d both be
missing out.�
�Oh,
I would�ve been perfectly happy to miss out on this!� Isobel screeched. �Get
out of me!�
�Shh� Calm down. It only hurts at first,
and only because you are untried. The pain will pass and pleasure will be in
its place, but first you need to relax.�
�I
don�t believe you! You�re a liar! And�and an evil demon, so I should have know
that, but�� Her words were muffled as his mouth came down on hers, stopping any
further protests.
�You�re
mine, Isobel,� he growled against her lips when he broke the kiss. �You�re mine
and I shall take what I need. Be calm and let yourself enjoy it.�
He
expected her to yell more, but when she looked up at him and pouted, he
almost gave her her way � only he knew she�d end up
being glad he didn�t.
�But
I don�t like fornication, Edmund,� she said, her pout still firmly in
place.
�Yes
you do. Hush now and let it get better.�
Isobel
sighed, and Edmund suppressed his smirk. For all her protesting, she hadn�t
truly made much of an effort to get him off of her. She was a Slayer � had she
wanted this to end, she could�ve forced him away from her.
Still,
he might as well make it easier for her. He moved his thumb over her clitoris,
working the nub with small, controlled circles.
Soon,
Isobel was panting beneath him, and Edmond couldn�t keep
his self-satisfaction off his face. �Not so bad now, dove?�
�It�I
suppose it is getting better,� Isobel admitted, though she refused to look him
in the eye.
Carefully,
Edmund began to move his hips, keeping the thrusts of his cock shallow. Isobel
gasped, but it wasn�t long until she was testing out the movement of her own
hips.
�That�s
a good little Slayer,� he purred. �I told you you�d like this. I knew you�d
like this.�
Isobel�s
only response was a moan as the pain she�d felt upon his entry became a distant
memory. She did feel good now. Very good�
�Oh,
Edmund,� she sighed, her hands holding him closer again. �Edmund, yes��
Soon,
the pleasure was nearly overwhelming, and Isobel knew what she was building
towards this time � and she welcomed it. Any moment now, she�d be tumbling over
that edge again, her body overwhelmed by the greatest pleasure she�d ever
known.
Then,
Edmund�s face changed, his demon in the fore. He dove for her neck, his fangs
piercing her skin, and Isobel screamed again.

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