Fight or Flight | By : spuffy23 Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Het - Male/Female > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 3085 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Bloody Hell!” He mumbled, she just had to pass out and ruin their moment, didn’t she?
He picked her effortlessly up off the floor. It always surprised him, just how slight Buffy was. She could kill him with the flick of her wrist, but weighed practically no more then his duster. There were so many ways this girl amazed him.
She had to wake up then, and ruin it didn’t she? Buffy’s eyes sna ope open, as she reached up to slapped him across the face.
“Hey!” Spike cried, and threatened to drop her on the floor.
“How dare you take advantage of me when I am suffering from blood loss?” She screeched, as he was laying her on the couch.
“Hey, you took advantage of me girly, when I was suffering from temporary INSANITY!” He shouted at her.
He was desperately wondering just how he was going to get out of this, without a stake-y ending.
“Slayers blood makes me go a little crazy,” He mumbled out an excuse.
It was half true, her blood did make him feel… excitable.
“Well next time keep your fangs to yourself Mr,” Buffy shot back.
Spike just rolled his eyes and tried to make some distance between them, before he would be stupid enough to try and touch her again. She was still only wearing a towel.
“I suggest that you get dressed and have some rest to get your strength back up,” Spike said
He began helping her up, but she pushed him out the way and headed back for the bathroom, dragging Spike behind her.
“Would you slow down you silly bint, I’m falling here,” He complained
Spike yanked hard at the handcuffs and Buffy stumbled. She ignored his request and went about picking her clothes up. Spike turned the other way as she was getting changed. It only took her a few seconds then she was off storming towards the bed.
“Don’t even think about it!” Buffy yelled at Spike even though she wasn’t facing his direction. He was just about to pull off his shirt, he stayed the movement. He looked at her in confusion.
“Think about what?” Spike asked slowly, as though talking to a small child.
“Taking your shirt off, no sleeping naked for you while I’m in this bed!” Buffy announced pointing towards the bed she was now sitting on, her left arm pulled in Spikes direction.
Spike just grumbled something unintelligible and pulled off his boots, he scooted up near Buffy and waited for her to fall asleep. There was no way that he could get to sleep, they had just practically woken up. So, he settled for making a plan on how to escape, but every time he would try to think of something new, his mind kept on coming back to Buffy and tiss.iss. He was sure that she had wanted it and it wasn’t just ‘blood loss’,
He now knew that there were some feelings in her for him. No matter how much she tried to deny it. He just had to find a way to make her realise it, and he would do anything in his power to that.
Buffy couldn’t find sleep. She was tired and she felt weakened by the blood loss, but every time she closed her eyes, she would see his, staring back at her. Buffy had her back to Spike, but she knew that he would be staring blankly at the ceiling and she wondered what he was thinking about…was it her? She couldn’t get the kiss out of her head; it was the most amazing thing she had ever experienced. In the back of her mind a dirty little voice called out ‘just imagine the sex then!’
Buffy tried to push that image to the back of her mind. Sex with Spike was bad, very, very bad. To make sure that she wouldn’t be tempted to think about it she had made sure that Spike had kept his clothes on while lying next to her. So far it hadn’t been working.
“Slayer why aren’t you sleeping yet?” Spike inquired.
It had been a while now since they had laid down, and Spike had just assumed that Buffy would have been out as soon as she hit the pillow.
“Is it any of your business what I do?” she asked.
Buffy knew that it sounded bitchy but she couldn’t help it. If Spike ever found out that she had feelings for him ( even a very small amount of feelings, she insisted to herself) he would never let her live it down. He hated her, but that was the part that was bothered Buffy the most. Why had he kissed her? He hated her, so why was he helping her when she cut herself ? And why did he look into her eyes the way he did? Buffy sighed, there were so many questions that she needed answers to.
“Just thought that you may have had some trouble sleeping, something on your mind luv?” Spike d wid with his usual cockiness.
He knew that she had been thinking of the kiss, he didn’t know why, but he could feel it.
“Yeah, like how long do I have to be in the same room as you for?” Buffy shot back.
“Like you don’t love it,” Spike said under his breath, but Buffy heard him.
She flung herself around and started punching him…. Hard. Sometimes Spike forgot how hard this girl could hit when she was pissed off.
“You’re an idiot Spike! Why would I want to be here with you!” She yelled at him punctuating each word with a punch to his arms or chest.
Spike just laughed at her, pretending that the punches didn’t hurt. This just served to make her madder. Buffy crawled on top of Spike, so that she was straddling him and punched him in the face so hard, that he saw stars.
“Bleeding hell bitch, that hurt!” He yelled at her now trying to protect himself by deflecting her blows.
If she wasn't punching him so hard, spike was sure that he would have been enjoying this position under her.
“Yeah? This hurt too?” Buffy punched him hard in the nose.
Spike yelled out in pain and grabbed his nose. She began punching him again, blow after blow, but Spike grew more adept at deflecting her fists. After she punched his nose, again Spike had enough, he punched her back right on her cheekbone. She screamed and he grabbed his head. He was shocked… no pain. He looked at Buffy and smiled. Then he punched her other cheek, she was too shocked to move.
“Your chip!” Buffy cried.
She was about to scramble off of him, when he grabbed both her wrists. This was hard when one was joined to his, but he somehow managed. He flipped them around so that he was on top of her. He pressed all of his weight on top of her and she squirmed beneath him. Her movements stilled as she felt his hard cock pushing against her stomach.
“That’s right bitch!” Spike growled.
He moved towards her neck, but stopped to look at her face first. Her eyes were wide with fear and shock, and he lost all his desire to bite her. No matter how annoying she could be. They stayed like that, as the seconds passed locked into each other’s eyes. Spike lowered his head, towards her lips, and she arched up towards him only inches away. He could almost swear that his heart was beating. Spike could smell the musky scent of her arousal, and he wanted her so bad that his mouth was watering.
“Buffy,” he moaned.
She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, nothing else mattered to her at that moment. Riley had not even occurred to her at all, she could only focus Spike’s tender lips headed towards hers. Buffy felt her breathing become erratic as his lips were so close, that she could feel the coolness of them. She was looking up into his eyes when she saw it.
“Camera,” she whispered, and started to sit up pushing Spike away from her.
“What?” Spike breathed, he was so in the moment that he had no idea what was going on until after it ended.
Buffy crawled up next to him and pushed her body up against his. She started nuzzling his neck and placed small kisses along his jugular. And she kissed all the way up to his ear and nibbled at his lobe. In a tiny voice that he could barely make out even with his vampiric hearing, she started talking.
“There is a camera up there,” she whispered in his ear.
When he went to move to look up, she bit at his lobe to stop him.
“Don’t look at it! They can see us, we can get them to come in here,” she hissed.
She wriggled in his lap and he gasped. Being this close to her, he would definitely need the cuffs off and long hours in the bathroom to ever get rid of his tension.
“And what is your master plan?” He whispered back, sucking her earlobe this time as he did so.
Spike’s voice was shaking with desire and he was so hard, that he was certain he would explode any minute now.
She inhaled sharply when he started touching her. His hand and his mouth were affecting her. His right hand was holding hers where they were joined at the handcuffs and his other hand was gliding all over her body, stroking her back, her hair, the curve of her breasts and any other pressure points he could find. Buffy bit her lower lip to stop the groan that begged to be released from her. She felt like she was on fire, she could feel her panties were wet, and the throbbing between her legs was getting more persistent.
Barely audible she breathed “bite me.” Spike’s hand and his mouth stilled their actions. Buffy’s body begged for the contact to start up again.
“What?” He asked her as he looked into her eyes.
She didn’t have the strength to argue and more than that, she realised that she actually wanted him to bite her, and not just for hern ton to work.
Buffy pulled Spike’s head towards her neck and tilted her head back. She could feel his face change from smooth long planes into ridges as he neared her neck. When his fangs were up against her, he whispered in her ear.
“Okay I get it, I bite you in the heat of the moment and you make it look like it went a little to far. They come in and rescue you and we get out, am I right?” he asked.
Spike sounded more than a little pissed off at her plan, but she understand why. Didn’t he want to bite her? Wasn’t she good enough to bite? At the moment she couldn’t care less. Buffy yearned to have him inside of her, but his fangs would have to do for now.
She moaned a ‘yes’ and he pierced her skin with what felt like needles. Sumpeumped in his arms, but he held on to her softly stroking her back, in his own little way telling her that it was going to be okay. Once he started lightly sucking, he pulled his fangs out and was massaging the area with his tongue, she knew this was not how the whole biting thing was meant to work and he was faking it so that it would not hurt her.
In the background, she heard a hissing noise, but it was too far off in the distance of her brain to care. Spike on the other hand did, he stopped tending her neck as he sniffed the air and Buffy looked up. Some kind of gas was billowing out of a vent, and she started to feel light headed. Everything once again started turning black and Buffy fell back on the bed.
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Sorry for the delay but I had to fix my comp…. stupid viruses. I promise the next chapter will be up soon. As long as you review that is! :)
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