Title: Any Last Requests
Author: Pattyanne
snapkik@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: None of the BtVS
characters belong to me.
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Rating: NC-17
Summary: This takes place sometime in
early season 2, but doesn't follow the
show's canon. For the sake of simplicity,
let's pretend there never was an Angel.
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The battle was over, and the war was lost. The slayer
had been kicked and punched over every inch of the
park.
No matter that she had given as good as she'd got. In
the end, the vampire was the victor. She was now just
another notch on his belt, another slayer killed.
"You put up a good fight, luv. I gotta admit, you haven't
been easy to kill."
Buffy stared up into his narrowed golden eyes. "I'm not
dead, yet."
Spike merely laughed, giving her a good look at the razor
sharpness of his fangs. Holding her arms pinned down, he
lowered his head to the tender flesh of her throat.
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"Any last requests?"
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He didn't expect an answer. Or, if he did, he would have
expected to hear, "Go to hell" or "Get it over with",
or maybe even, "Fuck you!"
But this slayer, this sassy mouthed little bitch, con-
stantly surprised him. The moment he'd seen her, he
had known she would be a formidable opponent.
It was almost disappointing, having it over with so
quickly.
The first two slayers he'd killed hadn't even lasted
through one fight. He'd killed them quickly, then gone on
his way without a second thought.
But this one was different. They'd been circling each other
for months now, challenging each other, struggling to
put an end to it once and for all.
He'd tried. She'd tried. Neither had succeeded...until
tonight.
Now, it was over, and he felt a pang of regret. Kind of a
shame that such a valiant little warrior was going out
so soon.
For a moment, he considered turning her. As a slayer,
she was powerful; as a vampire, she'd be unstoppable.
No. Bad idea. If he turned her, he'd be the first one
she came after.
She had to die. It was too bad though, because when all
was said and done, life hadn't been dull with her around.
He was sick and tired of fights where the outcome was
so predictable, such a foregone conclusion. He liked a
challenge, and she had delivered one, over and over
again.
Now, at this moment, he had to acknowledge a grudging
respect for her. She'd fought a good fight. Even when she
must have known she would lose, she hadn't given up. This
slayer was tenacious and stubborn, determined to win.
She was a lot like him.
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"Any last requests?"
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Well, yeah. She had a whole bunch of last requests,
but she seriously doubted he would grant any of them.
What could she say? 'Please don't kill me! I'm too
young to die?'
Cliched, but true.
She WAS too young to die, dammit! There was too much
she hadn't done.
Not that HE would care. There would be no mercy from
this one, and there was no percentage in asking for any.
Buffy hated him. Not for what he was, but for what he was
about to do...what he was about to steal.
He was robbing her of her chance to experience even the
most basic things in life.
For instance...sex.
Her body had barely made the change from child to woman. She
had feelings and desires that she hadn't even begun to explore
yet. An intense yearning for something she didn't fully
understand....and now, never would.
Unless....
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"Any last requests?"
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"Yes."
Her response surprised and annoyed him. Stupid girl,
didn't know a rhetorical question when she heard one.
Still..he had offered, so he had to ask.
"What is it?"
"I...I don't want to die a virgin."
Of all the millions of possible replies, this was one he
would never have expected to hear. Or...to respond to.
Her words, spoken in that babyish little voice, caused
an unexpected jolt of arousal.
She couldn't mean this the way it sounded...could she?
Not with him, anyway.
Mentally shrugging his shoulders, he decided there was
only one way to find out what she was thinking.
"I'm not letting you go." A warning.
"I know." Acceptance.
"If you don't want to die a virgin...there's only one way."
"All right."
Sex with a slayer? She was offering it to him.
Could he? Should he?
No! No, absolutely not. The whole idea was just
too bizarre.
Or, maybe.....
There were a lot of strange thoughts and complicated
ideas mucking up his brain at the moment, but one of
them shone through as clear as spring water.
**If fighting with her is this good, imagine how sex with
her would be!**
This wasn't exactly a new thought for him. If forced to
admit it, he'd been asking himself that same question
from the moment he'd first laid eyes on her. Watching
her dance in such a provocative and erotic manner had
made him instantly hard.
Every man in that club had wanted her luscious body
and dreamy eyes, himself included.
And she knew it.
The sway of her hips, the sidelong flirting glances over
her shoulder, the seductive and secret smile on her
expressive mouth.
Oh, she had known exactly what she was doing.
And she was a VIRGIN for Christ's sake. Inexperienced
and untried.
That meant that it all just came naturally to her.
The sexiness, the "come and get it" body language
she used wasn't contrived. It was just her, the way she
was.
Mouthwatering. Absolutely and completely mouth-
watering.
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"Any last requests?"
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Buffy had surprised him. She'd seen it in his eyes.
Well...she had surprised herself, too. Asking a vampire
to take her virginity! Her watcher would drop dead if he'd
heard her.
What choice did she have, though? She was going to die
in a few minutes. This was her only chance to experience
something that she'd only read about.
IF the vampire agreed with it, that is. He might very
well just laugh at her and tear her throat out.
But, if he was going to do that, wouldn't he have done
it by now?
Staring up at him, she suddenly noticed that the demonic
mask was gone from his face, leaving his human countenance.
Oh, it WAS pleasing to the eye. She had become aware
of it on the night they'd crossed paths for the first time. Blue
eyes, so dark they almost looked black. The sharp angles of
his cheekbones and jaw. A mouth that looked as it loved to
kiss and to be kissed.
Would he kiss her?
And...if he did...would she like it?
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"Any last requests?"
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His body was double crossing him, making him
want....things.
Making him want her.
Want a slayer? How did THAT happen? WHEN had
it happened?
The moment he first saw her? The first time they'd
fought?
Or...right here and now? After feeling her soft body
beneath him, the warmth of her skin, the scent of her
hair?
**I want...I want...I want...**
Well, why shouldn't he? Slayer or not, she was a pretty
girl. A VERY pretty girl. Big green eyes. Flawless com-
plexion. Long, thick honey colored hair.
And that mouth. Baby pink lips, moist and slightly parted.
Small, even white teeth, and the cutest little tongue he'd
ever....
**No! Just stop this..**
He tried to push the thought away. She wasn't for him at
all.
**Just kill her now, and end it forever** his demon hissed
in his ear.
Spike lowered his head, fully intending to sink his fangs
into her vulnerable neck and bathe in her blood...only to
stop short when the slayer suddenly parted her legs,
causing his lower body to wedge itself between her thighs.
Instinctively, he pressed down hard, grinding his pelvis
into hers.
Beneath him, Buffy inhaled sharply and lifted her hips
to return the pressure.
At that point, Spike's body told his brain to go away
and leave him alone. With no further hesitation, he
captured the slayer's mouth with his.
Parting her lips with his tongue, he slid it into her mouth
in search of her's, groaning when she began to suck it
rhythmically.
Tearing his lips away, he began kissing a path down
the soft skin of her throat.
Buffy arched her back. Placing her hands on his chest,
she slipped them beneath the shoulders of his coat.
Understanding her purpose, Spike rose to his knees and
shrugged the garment off, tossing it to one side.
He looked down at Buffy, laying perfectly still and
watching him with wide eyes.
"You sure this is what you want?" he offered, giving
her one last chance to back out.
Buffy nodded. "Uh-huh."
Spike unbuckled his belt and pulled down the zipper
of his jeans. "All right, then."
Falling back down, he caught himself on his hands,
his outstretched arms keeping most of his weight off
of her. Smiling, he lowered his head and whispered, "Touch
me."
TBC.....
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