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�Are you sure you don�t want to join the exciting
world or retail?� Anya asked as she put her reluctant signature on a check.
�Because really, I�ve never seen anyone negotiate a deal quite like that.�

Isobel smirked.
�No, really, I�m quite fine doing what I�m already doing.�

Buffy had to admit
that Isobel had been quite impressive. She�d watched in awe as she�d debated
cost with Anya until she�d somehow ended up with a lucrative contract for Buffy
as a Magic Box supplier, allowing her both an upfront fee and extra profit once
the items she procured were sold.

�You should�ve
gotten yourself an agent a long time ago, Buffy,� Anya said as she handed over
the check. �Any Slayer with as much going on as you needs some proper
management.�

Buffy looked down
at the check, barely able to register that she was holding more in her hands
right now than she would�ve made in several months at the Doublemeat
Palace � and more would be coming soon. �Yeah, uh huh��

�Who is she,
anyway?� Anya asked. �Did we add a Scooby and no one told me?�

Isobel snorted. �So not a Scooby.�

�Isobel�s a work
friend,� Buffy said.

Anya arched an
eyebrow. �There�s no way she works at that wretched burger place. She doesn�t
reek like you do.�

�Hey!� Buffy
exclaimed.

�Sorry, but you
smell like cheap burgers,� Anya replied, unapologetically despite her use of
the word �sorry.� �Everyone else is too polite to tell you.�

�But you�re not,�
Buffy said with a frown.

Anya smiled
brightly. �Nope.�

Isobel glanced
over at Buffy before making her decision. She didn�t know if Buffy wanted to tell
who she was or not, but she didn�t much feel like hiding it. It was high time
Buffy stopped worrying what everyone else thought anyway. �I�m another Slayer,�
Isobel explained.

�Another one?!� Anya exclaimed. �Geez,
they�re really just throwing away that whole per generation rule. What, did you
get called when Buffy died?�

�No. I was called
in 1352.�

�Oh.� Anya
frowned for a moment, then shrugged. �Whatever.� She
paused, her expression turning skeptical after a beat. �You�re not against
ex-demons, are you?�

�I�ve been with a
vampire for almost six and a half centuries, so�� Isobel said by way of an
answer.

Anya sighed. �Oh, good. I get so tired of all the blind demon bigotry
around here.�

�Not going to get
that any of that from me.�

�Glad to hear
it.� Anya let out a deep breath and then smiled brightly again. �It was a
pleasure doing business with you. Please bring me more items I can sell for
lots of money.�

�Will do,� Isobel
said with a salute. She and Buffy walked out of the Magic Box then, leaving
Anya to gleefully begin putting her new acquisitions into inventory.

Buffy glanced at
the check again as they stepped out onto the sidewalk. �This should be yours,�
she said to Isobel. �You did the work for it.�

�No, it
shouldn�t,� Isobel said with a shake of her head. �Buffy, I�ve been around for
hundreds of years. My investment portfolio is sweet, believe me. You�ve got
mortgage payments and a teenager to feed and clothe. Take the money and don�t
think twice about it.�

�I still don�t
understand why you�re helping me so much � or why you care enough about my
happiness to come all the way to Sunnydale just to try to make my life better.�

�Because
we share a bond, Buffy. We�re
part of the same whole, you and me.� Isobel smiled. �Besides, we�re friends
now, aren�t we? And friends help each other out.�

Buffy�s gaze
darted down to the pavement. �Do they?�

�Real ones do.�
She gave Buffy a light smack on the arm. �Now why don�t you go join that
vampire of yours, huh? If he�s anything like Edmund, I bet he�s real cuddly in
the morning.�

Isobel winked,
and Buffy giggled in response. �He can be.�

�Then go on, get
out of here. Slayers are supposed to sleep in. We�re as nocturnal as our menfolk, you know.�

�Yeah, noticed,� Buffy
said. �This breakfast shift crap has been killing me.�

�Well, now it�s
all over. You can stay in bed until a decent hour and not be about to pass out
on patrol. Speaking of, do you want the four of us to meet up tonight? Could be fun.�

�I�d like that,�
Buffy replied, finding herself genuinely excited about getting a chance to see
Edmund and Isobel in action. �Meet us by Spike�s crypt after sundown?�

�You got it.�
Buffy was surprised when Isobel leaned in and gave her a hug, but she embraced
the other Slayer back. �Things are going to get better for you now, Buffy. I
promise you.�

For the first
time since Buffy had been back, she truly believed they were.

*** *** ***

Spike was just
like she�d left him when Buffy returned to the crypt. She�d stopped off at home
first, desperate to rid herself of that horrid uniform
once and for all, and now she stripped off the sweater and jeans she�d changed
into and joined her vampire under the sheets.

As soon as she
was beside him, Spike pulled her closer, murmuring as he put his nose against
her hair. �Buffy�� he said sleepily, his eyes closed. �How long have I been
asleep?�

�Not long,� Buffy
told him. �I quit the Doublemeat.�

�Oh thank god,�
Spike said. �I love you and all, but sometimes it was really hard not to get turned
off by that smell.�

�Hey!� Buffy
exclaimed, and Spike�s low chuckle rumbled through her as he finally opened his
eyes. �Ass,� she admonished him.

He propped
himself up on his elbow and looked down at her, unable to stop the smile that
crept to his face every time he thought about how finally, she was really his.
�What made you finally see the light?�

�Isobel again,�
Buffy replied. �She showed up at the Doublemeat Palace today, stole my timecard, and made me start working as a supplier for
the Magic Box instead. Apparently I can make thousands of dollars selling Anya
things like demon claws. Who knew?�

�I did,� Spike
replied. �I told you I could get you money, but you wouldn�t ever bloody listen
to me, you stubborn bint.� His words were harsh, but his tone was soft, too
relieved she was out of that horrible place now to be too hard on her for not
doing it sooner.

�That�s what you
wanted me to do?� Buffy asked. �I figured it was something diabolical and
evil.�

�That�s because
you�re always jumping to conclusions about my intentions.�

�Well, in my
defense, you have spent the past several years taking every possible
opportunity to remind me that you are, in fact, diabolical and evil.�

�Evil,
yes. Diabolical,
not so much. Takes too much planning.�

Buffy rolled her
eyes. �You�re such a loser. You do know that, don�t you?�

�Yeah, well,
you�re about to have sex with a loser then. What does that say about you?�

�That I�m horny?�

Spike smirked,
chuckling again as he dipped his head and nipped at her collar bone. �Tasty, too.� He licked her neck and hummed appreciatively.
�Fuck, baby, I love the flavor of your skin.�

Buffy moaned and
thrust her hips. �You know, if you�re in the mood to
taste something��

He met her eyes
with a cocky grin before diving under the covers, making Buffy squeal as he
hitched her legs over his shoulders and immediately pressed his tongue against
her pussy. She fisted the sheet beneath her, her breath quickly elevating to
pants.

�Oh yeah,
Spike�just like that. God, you�re fucking amazing at this��

He smiled against
her before moving his head from side to side, his tongue waggling against her
clit, pulling a shout from Buffy. He counted to five in his head, then smirked
again as her hand predictably grabbed the back of his head as she bucked against
his mouth.

She always tried
to keep from pulling his hair, but Spike knew his Slayer well enough to know
that her politeness was never going to last long.

And he wouldn�t
have it any other way.

Spike slid two fingers
into her, scraping the tips of them against the roof of her pussy as he pumped
them in and out in time with the movement of his tongue until Buffy went stiff,
keened, and came against his mouth.

He�d never
tire of that taste�

Her grip on his
hair eased, and Spike slid up her body. �Gotta fuck
you, baby,� he told her, his eyes flickering yellow for a moment as he looked
down at her. �Have to be inside��

�Yeah��
Buffy agreed, still breathless from her orgasm. She thrust up her hips in
invitation.

Spike brought her
hips back up to his shoulders, folding her nearly in half as he pressed
forward, pushing his cock into her wide-open body. The slide was easy, Buffy as
wet and ready for him as she always was, but he had to stop for a moment to get
control of himself anyway, her tight, searing heat
always threatening to send him shooting off like a school boy.

From beneath him,
Buffy smirked at the expression of tortured pleasure on his face, knowing he
was fighting against coming too soon. She didn�t want it to end quickly any
more than he did, but she couldn�t keep from teasing him, knowing his recovery
time was never long anyway.

�You like my
pussy, don�t you, baby?� she said in a breathy voice that had him jerking
against her. �Mmm�it�s all hot and wet for you.� Her
mouth turned up in a wicked grin, and she punctuated her next words with a
wrench of her internal muscles that was enough to hurt a human man. �And
tight��

�Oh fuck,
baby�� Spike moaned, his control hanging by a
nearly-snapped thread. �Fuck��

�Just let it go,
Spike,� Buffy urged him. �Be the demon you are. I can take it.�

He opened his
eyes and met hers. �You know what you�re asking?�

Her only response
was another clench of her muscles, coupled with a hip shimmy that was what
finally made the dam break.

Spike roared,
shifted into game face, and then pulled out just long enough to throw her on
her stomach before filling her again. He grabbed her hips with bruising force,
snarling like an animal as he thrust with superhuman strength.

Buffy clung to the
headboard and wondered why in the world this had frightened her so much in the
past. Vampire sex was good�

�Oh hell yeah!�
she screamed as Spike brought a hand around to roughly tug at her nipple. �God,
this is good, baby. Don�t stop.�

Spike snarled, and
somehow, his thrusts grew even harder.

She was seeing
double, could barely breathe, and yet she was completely certain she�d die if
he stopped. He moved so quickly it felt as if he never left her, yet the
friction was mind-numbing. Already, her body was shaking with pleasure, but
even as she rippled with orgasm, she knew something was still building inside
of her.

Spike wrapped his
arm around her waist and brought her back flush against his chest. He pressed
his cool lips against her ear, and Buffy hissed in pleasure as he whispered
against her his heated demand.

�Tell me I can
bite you.�

Oh yeah,
that�s what she needed�

�Other side,� she
panted. �Bite over Angel�s marks.�

�Oh fuck, I love
you,� Spike moaned, proving to her that even as close to the edge as he was
then, he was still there with her, still hers.

�Uhn, love you, too� Now bite me, please� I
need to come, Spike� Need to come from your fangs��

Spike was
completely certain no words more beautiful than those had ever been spoken. He
thrust his hips up, fully seating his cock inside of her before sinking his
fangs directly over his grandsire�s marks, erasing them from her body forever.

When they both
finally collapsed back to the mattress, Buffy could barely breathe, though she
wasn�t sure if it was because of the pleasure overload or because Spike was
currently sprawled out over her back. Either way, she was too relaxed to even
care.

Spike flopped
over onto his back, panting heavily as he stared up at the ceiling. �Well, if I
hadn�t already been insanely in love with you, that
would�ve done it.�

Buffy giggled,
feeling deliciously languid with her whole body tingling. �Right back atcha, sexy.�

Spike hadn�t
thought his smile could grow, but apparently he�d been wrong. �Every time you
say you love me, it makes me so deliriously happy.�

At that, Buffy
rolled over against his chest, smiling up at him. �Well, I do. From the tips of your bleached hair all the way down to your damn
sexy toes.�

�That
so?� Spike asked, still smiling. �And sexy toes, huh?�

�All of you is sexy,� Buffy informed him. �Even your
toes.�

�You know, you�ve
got bloody sexy little toes, too.�

Buffy giggled and
kissed his chest. �I�m riding the biggest endorphin high right now. I feel like
such a dork.�

�I think you�re
adorable,� Spike told her. �Of course, I�m right there with you on the
endorphins.�

This was good, Buffy decided. This was how a lazy morning with
your boyfriend was supposed to feel, and it didn�t matter that said boyfriend
didn�t have a heartbeat � because apparently, his unbeating heart worked better
than the beating one of her last boyfriend.

No more money
worries, no more flipping burgers, and no more boyfriend drama. Finally, her
life was looking up. Things were right where they should be.

Eyes burning,
the demon moved through the darkness, answering the call of the Hellmouth�

*** *** ***

Silly,
Buffy. You should know thinking
everything is perfect is only going to lead to crazy Hellmouth
drama� *giggle*

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