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Fueled Enchantment	By : Nightmelody Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Het - Male/Female > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 11291 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This chapter was written for Shippy's 'That time of the month' challenge on the Bloody Awful
Gutter.

Chapter Two

Some months later...

Buffy paced back and forth in the dingy motel room near the highway. She hadn't had time to find
Spike to tell him she couldn't stay tonight. She had thought about leaving a note, but that seemed
so cold. Plus a note wouldn't persuade Spike to stay away. He was likely to show up at her
bedroom window, demanding an explanation, and more.

He was going to be really disappointed, but it couldn't be helped.

She had a naughty thought. Maybe she'd offer a blow job, to ease his disappointment. He was
crazy about her mouth, down there. And she was getting better at it, learning what he liked. He
would probably still protest like crazy, because they never did it just once. They did it over and
over again, making up for the six nights a week they couldn't be together.

They weren't oversexed, she told herself for the millionth time. Or, at least, she wasn't. She
wasn't so sure about Spike. But mostly it was a strength and stamina thing. They were both
supernaturally strong. And it was working! She slept well, Spike slept well.

And patrolling-together they were like a death squad, or something. The cemeteries of Sunnydale
had never been in such good shape. And they protected each other-- they'd been injury free since
they started their secret meetings.

It would be nice to be able to share all the good things that were coming out of this plan with her
friends. In an edited way, of course. But there was no way that could happen. They would never
understand.
Just like Spike wasn't going to understand.

And he didn't.

"What?" He exploded. "Cancelled due to your period? How daft can you get!" He yanked her
close, his bright eyes boring into hers. "Vampire, here. I love blood. I knew this would happen
sooner or later." He pouted out his lower lip and gave her a puppy dog look. "I was looking
forward to it."

"Eeww, gross, Spike!" She shoved at him, but not hard enough to move him far.

"Not gross!" Spike looked offended. " How could anything gross come fyou,you, Buffy? You're
pure yummy.. I tell you how good you taste all the time."

"Yeah, but-this is with blood!"

Spike had her by the shoulders and was moving her backwards toward the bed . "Remember when
I bit your lip by accident and it bled? You let me lick that up."

"But that was different!"

Spike had her on the bed and was pulling off her boots. He chuckled. "Explain it to me so I can
understand, Buffy."

Suddenly he buried his face in her lap and breathed deep. "Ah, you're wearing a tampon, aren't
you? I wish you'd wear a pad."

"What?" She yelped.

He growled against her inner thigh. "The smell is much richer with a pad."

"But they're uncomfortable," Buffy protested. "Bulky. And they don't fit most of my panties."

Spike had been busy while she talked and dangled her tiny, mint lace green thong from one finger.
He raised his eyebrows, amused. "You could get some underwear with more coverage, luv."

He stripped and then pounced on her like a cat. They kissed for a long hot moment and Buffy
began to relax with the intimate strokes of their tongues. It was weird, and a little gross, but who
would ever know? It would be just one more little secret.

"It's special, you know." Spike licked and nibbled along her neck. " For vampires. It tastes
different. Rich. And that's just ordinary girls. You're the slayer. I swear, my head is spinning just
from the smell. And slayer's blood-it's an aphrodisiac, did you know? Gonna drive me crazy."

As he whispered in her ear his hands were busy. One cupped a tender breast and gently rubbed a
swollen nipple. The other slipped down between her legs and in one swift pull removed her
tampon.

He rose to his knees before her and held the tampon to his nose for a smell. He vamped out and
then shook it off.

"Sorry." he said.

He set the tampon in the small trash can by the night table, and then slid two fingers between her
legs, wetting them in her fluid.

"God, Buffy, it tingles on my fingers." He looked in her shocked eyes and rubbed his sticky
fingers up and down his hard shaft, circled the red fluid on his sensitive head. "Oh, yeah. It tingles
more here. Feels warm, too." He closed his eyes and vamped out again. " Amazing, you are. You
make this, every month." He slowly licked his fingers off and then shook off his game face before
he fell on her breasts.

"Won't be able to keep from vamping out. But I'll pleasure you. I swear you won't regret giving
me this, Buffy."

"Kay." She was already past any possible regret. The vamping out thing had happened before,
especially if she teased him and made him wait. It no longer shocked her.

Then his head was at her pussy, her legs over his shoulders. He began licking, long slow licks that
plunged as deep as possible into her.

"When we're done," He growled. "And you're all sated and sleepy, I'm gonna prop you up on
some pillows on your tummy, and slide under you so your delicious pussy is right over my mouth.
And then I'll drink you. All night long." He shivered.

"God, Spike." Buffy was stunned by how much he was enjoying himself. How could she deny him
this? After all he was doing to change himself, to fight for the good.He deserved some kind of
reward, especially since the Scoobies continued to ignore his accomplishments. Didn't they
understand how much work it must be for a vampire to form an alliance with the Slayer?

And, being honest with herself, when they were together in bed, it tended to be all .about. Buffy.
What she liked, what she wanted, what made her come, over and over. Spike was more than
happy to take anything she would give him, she knew. Maybe it was time for her to give a little.

After that she was unable to think, for a long, long time, as wave after wave of pleasure wracked
her small body.

"Spike, Spike," She moaned, tugging gently on his hair. "Don't you want to come? Get up here."

He looked up at her, licking the blood from his lips, and his bumpy face smoothed away. His blue
eyes nearly glowed. He crawled up her body and plowed into her, his eyes not leaving hers for a
moment.

"Didn't know you cared, luv. But just so you know, I came every time you did. The bed's a
mess, but I didn't feel like moving away from you to get a towel."

"Y-you came four times?" She could barely speak since he was ramming into her, hard.

"Yeah. Told you it as an aphrodisiac, didn't I?"

Buffy woke up in the morning but didn't feel like moving. What a night! She couldn't even count
the number of times she had come. How many times Spike had come, either.

Her eyes searched the dim room for him, since the sky behind the thick olive drapes was just
starting to turn grey at the horizon.

He was slumped over the small table, his head buried in his arms.

Was he sick? Was her blood too rich for him? He had certainly gorged himself on it.

"Spike, are you okay?" Her voice was a little hoarse from all the moaning she'd done.

He sat up but didn't turn to look at her. He nodded, and then tossed her clothes to her. "It'll be
light soon, we had better go."

She dressed and they left in silence, not touching , like they always did, so they would look like
they had just finished a late patrol

"It makes no sense at all." He said .There was an odd bewildered quality in his tone.

"What?" The had reached her front porch now.

He turned to her and she saw a shimmer in his eyes. Tears?

"You're the Slayer. I'm a Master Vampire. Our every instinct, every fiber of our being, should be
about killing each other. I know Willow's spell brought change. Brought out our desire for each
other. Well, yours, anyway. I'm a guy, I was always, you know. Interested."

Buffy nodded.

Neither of them saw the two witches, dressed in ritual robes and holding woven baskets full of
plant material, standing by the rose bush on the side of Buffy's house, picking dried leaves.. Tara
opened her mouth to speak, to lee coe couple know they weren't alone, but Willow gave a sharp
shake of her head.

"But, Buffy, it's more than that."Spike continued. " If, years ago, I had somehow tasted your
blood, your menstrual blood-it would have had the same affect. On me. I would have left Dru.
Probably have killed Angel, because the thought of you with anyone but me makes me irrational. I
would have turned into your slave, back then, just on the hope that I could taste you again."

" And I don't know for the unlife of me, how I'm going to keep myself from climbing in your
window tonight and sucking every sweet drop from your pussy. It's like a spell, or something
stronger than a spell. Like it was somehow orchestrated by someone or something. Because it
isn't our nature's, to be together like this. Maybe it is a Power's That Be Deal."

Willow's eyes, wide and shocked, met Tara's.

Buffy nodded. Whatever was between them was powerful. "But why would the Powers That Be
want us together? It doesn't make sense. The whole balance thslayslayers kill vampires-yada
yada."

"I don't know. Maybe we can sneak into the Magic Shop and try to research."

"Maybe we should tell Giles what's going on."

Spike growled. "Yeah, so I can have all your little friends try to stake me. No thanks."

Buffy looked at the lightening sky. "Look, we can't talk now or you won't make it home

Spike took her in his arms. "What if I hid in your closet until Mum and the little bit leave for the
day? We could shower together...I could have another taste." He kissed her, moaning into her
mouth. "I'll make it good for you like I did last night..."

"Oh, Spike," Buffy practically whimpered, and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him
hard. They kissed for several moments, more and more passionately. " Okay. Go ahead and climb
through my window, quick, before I change my mind. But be quiet!"

"No one will ever know I'm visiting, " He gave her a sexy smile and vanished. Buffy flew into the
house.

Willow let out a little squeak as the door shut behind Buffy and sank to the ground. "Oh my god,
oh my god! They've been having sex since I did that spell. Sex! In secret! And she let him-you
know-while she has her period. And he's like, ensorcelled!"

"Menstrual blood does have powerful qualities." Tara sounded calm and rational. "Lots of
women's magic in ancient times centered around it."

"But-but this is Buffy-and Spike! She's the Slayer! It's just-wrong!"

"Maybe we should do some research."

"Yeah. Research. Try to figure out what's going on so we can stop it!"
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