Chapter 3 - Sunnydale Memorial Cemetery

The tension finally easing between the two of them he said, “Yes.”

“Is that your heart beating I hear?”

“Yes.”

Her voice filled with wonder she asked, “How? Your still a vampire aren’t’ you?”

“Yes, Niblet, still a vampire.”

Again she asked in a small voice, “How?”

For the better part of an hour he told her a tale of Africa and a demon. He told her of his trial. He told her of his reward and as he spoke he began to calm, his heart rate slowed down his breathing became rhythmic. For the first time in days he started to believe he could make things right. He began to heal and Dawn for her part began to believe that things could be better then they ever were before.

“Sun will be up in an hour Niblet, I need to get you home to big sis so she doesn’t worry about where you went off to.”

“I don’t need you to take me home, I’m the Slayer’s sister I can take care of myself.”

“I know you can. I just need to take you home and make sure you’re safe. Just one question okay?”

She nodded as she removed herself from his lap and stood.

“Are we friends again?”

She smiled and nodded, “Yeah you stupid vampire, we’re friends again, but Buffy is not going to forgive you so easily.”

“I know Dawn. Somehow I am going to have to convince her I am worth forgiving. Even if it takes the rest of my life to do that.”

She giggled for the first time since she found out he had been back, “Unlife fang face.”

He shrugged wondering if that was still true or not and decided not to comment on that little fact. His head started to pound as he muttered. “This soul thing is giving me a head ache.”

Smiling she turned and headed for the ladder, as she climbed it she said over her shoulder, “So you taking me home or what?”

He nodded to her retreating back and followed, “Coming mother.”

At that she laughed thinking back to earlier that night when Buffy had called her mom and thought to herself, *”These two are so alike it’s scary.”*

Leaving the safety of the crypt he could smell the oncoming sunrise. It was 45 minutes away, just enough time to get the Niblet home to her sister and himself back to the safety of the crypt.

A second before he heard her cry out, he smelled the scent of Vanilla carried along the morning breeze.

“Oh, shit! Buffy.”

A second after he heard her cry out a small powerful fist punched him directly in the nose breaking it as he felt himself lift up into the air from the powerful blow, his form hurtling backward, his nose gushing blood as the back of his head impacted with a gravestone, shattering it from the force.

His left hand cradling the back of his injured head, his right hand covering his broken bleeding nose eyes squeezed shut in pain he muttered, “Why do you Summers women always go for the nose?” Slowly he opened his eyes and saw a brassed off slayer standing over him.

“Oh shit!” He said as he shrank back in terror.

“Dawny, I am so mad at you for coming out here. I woke up and found you gone. Do you know what you just put me through?”

She looked at her sister sheepishly and said, “Sorry sis!”

“Not yet you aren’t, but you’re going to be. You are so grounded young lady. Now go home.”

“But Buffy,” she whined.

“But Buffy nothing. Home Dawn. Now!”

She stood her ground defiantly, “I am not a kid, and you can’t treat me like one.”

“Then stop acting like one and I won’t treat you like one. Go home.”

Knowing when to shut up, she took her sister’s commanding tone as an order and proceeded to go straight home or so she appeared to make it seem as if she was going in that direction. Thinking if she was lucky something would eat her on the way before her sister got back to her.

Spike for his part stayed down. Looking much like a deer caught in a headlight.

“And as for you, you stupid souled vampire. I hate you for what you did to me.” With that said she spun on her heels and went off after her sister.

He watched her go and whispered after her. “I know you do!”

Still livid she turned around hearing what he had just said, stormed back to him, planting her feet on either side of him and sat down on his chest. Her eyes blazing and locked with his.

His heart beat franticly in his chest as he awaited his punishment at her hands, knowing anything she did to him at this point was deserved.

For her part her breath caught in her throat as she said, “I hate you!” Then her two hands pulled his head up to hers and she kissed him, with such desperation that she moaned low in her throat as the tears came forth once more that morning her tongue slipping past his lips finding his and dueling with him, tasting the inside of his mouth as if for the first time. Her small body trying franticly to merge with his, slowly she broke the kiss and whispered against his lips as the tears fell down onto his face, “I hate you so much.”

His own emotions on the same roller coaster as hers he said, “I know you do, baby,” he hugged her to him and for the first time his soul touching hers.

She kissed him again with more desperation then the first time. They held each other tightly neither willing to let go, afraid that if they did let go, this bond they shared would shatter. Reluctantly the kiss melted away and they looked deeply into each other’s eyes, seeing each other for perhaps the first time. “Do you know why I hate you so much Spike?”

Swallowing hard not breaking eye contact, he shook his head.

“I hate you because I can’t stand the thought of you not being in my life. I hate you because you made me feel again when they brought me back. I hate you because you were always there for me even when I didn’t want you to be. I hate you because you let me use you. I hate you because you refuse to leave me even when I tell you to go. But, mostly I hate you because without you I am lost. Without you I am incomplete.”

No one had ever spoken to him like that before and his heart couldn’t take it so he wept for joy looking at her and stroked her face, “I love you Buffy Summers!”

At that moment she started to trust again as she said in a teary voice, “You better or so help me I am going to hunt you down and stake your sorry ass.”

No more words needed to be spoken as each sought out the others lips and Dawn from her hiding place cried tears of joy for the two souls of the people she loved most in this world.

Chapter 4 - Five Minutes Prior To Sunrise

Dawn had gone home some thirty minutes ago to leave the two lovers in peace. Even at the tender age of fifteen the romantic in her was secure in the knowledge that the two had finally come to grips with their destiny and love for one another.

Spike and Buffy refused to move from their spot on the ground. Content to lie in each other’s arms. Just holding each other, a feeling of peace and happiness still washing over them, soothing them, healing them.

“If I had known getting a bleedin’ soul would have landed me in the arms of the woman I love, pet, I would have done it along time ago.”

Her warm breath mingling with his she said against his lips, “Just shut up and kiss me vampire.”

“Your wish is my…” The word “command” was lost as her lips closed the distance and found his once again. The kiss was less frantic but filled with a love she felt and no longer was afraid to hide from him.

Suddenly, he tensed up and she felt the change immediately as her lips left his, “Spike?”

“We have to go, pet.” He pulled her with him as he stood and turned with her towards his crypt.

She could feel his anxiety, “What’s wrong? Is it me?” She asked still insecure in her new found happiness. Her voice trembled slightly, “Did I do something wrong?”

“Cor, Slayer, you could never do anything wrong, it’s just sunrise in one minute. I would rather get out of its way then flame if it’s all the same to you.”

Her heart lightened at his words, “Sorry, just my girlie insecurities getting in the way.” Together hand in hand they made it to his crypt as the first rays of the new day touched them both. They moved quickly through the heavy metal crypt door. It was then that she noticed the shaft of morning sunlight striking him in the back. She slammed the door shut behind them and just looked at him in awe as it registered that the sun had done no damage.

“Spike, what else did that demon do to you?”

Turning to her and seeing the look on her face he answered. “Buffy, I told you he returned my soul to me as far as I know that was it, why are you asking that now?”

“Because the sunlight didn’t hurt you.”

“Pet the sunlight didn’t hurt me because we made it back here just in the nick of time.”

“No, baby we didn’t.” She went to him and put her arms protectively around him. “I saw it bathing you in the light as we went through the door.”

“That can’t be, Buffy, you know I can’t survive the light of day. Your imagining things.” H touched his forehead to her own saying softly; “I know you deserve better then me. You deserve to walk in the sunlight with the man you love. If I could give you that, I would do it in the proverbial heartbeat, but the soul package didn’t come with that option.” The next he said with a hint of self-anger in his voice, “I am still a bloody demon who walks like a man.”

“Look at me.” She said as she took his face lovingly in her hands. “You are what I deserve. I deserve to be with a man who loves me for myself, who accepts me for what I am and won’t leave me when times get hard. I deserve that. I deserve you. If that means I have to share you with the demon, then I am finally prepared to deal with that.”

His voice choked with emotion he replied as best he could, “Buffy I love you so much. I just don’t know if I am good enough to prove that to you. I don’t ever want to hurt you again. The thought of doing that to you scares me. I want to do the right thing for once in my bloody life, I want to do what is right.”

She felt her heart swell with love for him and started kissing his face and lips desperately. In between each kiss she said over and over again. “I love you, I love you, I love you. Just trust me to help you like I trusted you to help me. Can you do that for me baby?”

His reply was a nod, his heart and soul soared with her proclamation of love for him, as he crushed his lips to hers his tongue seeking out the inside of her hot mouth. She immediately granted him entrance as he pulled her roughly to him, trying to merge their two bodies together. She franticly pulled at his clothes as he did the same to hers their lips never losing contact with each other. Hands as if with a life of their own found buttons, snaps and zippers as clothing seemed to melt away and still it wasn’t fast enough for her liking.

She ripped his shirt from his alabaster chest, her mouth trailing a hot wet path down his chin, neck, and chest until she kneeled at his feet and sucked at his belly button. His hands on her head as he gasped out in pleasure his eyes closing tightly his breath beginning to come in pants.

She roughly undid his pants and pulled them down his legs, kissing and licking her way along each exposed inch of flesh she could get her mouth on. He thought he would combust with the pleasure she was causing him as she took the tip of his manhood in her mouth and flicked the point of her tongue over it. Tasting his salty wet seed that had gathered around the tip.

“Buffy.” he moaned as she applied more pressure to the crown of his penis and sucked harder taking him deeper into her mouth, until she sucked him deep into the back of his throat. Tasting him like she had never tasted another. For in truth she had never tasted another like she did him. In the past all the times they had had sex it was just that, sex, desperate frenzied hard passionate sex.

This time she wanted more. This time she wanted to make love to the man she loved with her whole being. Her mouth moved up and down on him the flat of her tongue caressing his organ, feeling the veins stand out as she sucked as much pre cum out of it as she could.

Finally he couldn’t take it any more and his hands moved down to under her arms and he lifted her off him and pulled her roughly up his body till his lips claimed her own. His tongue finding hers as he licked at it tasting himself on her, his hands gripping the center of her shirt he ripped it off her. He had to feel her warm hot naked flesh against his own. His hands finding the clasp of her bra he undid it and let it fall from her shoulders pressing her naked hot chest to his own cool one in comparison to hers. He trailed kisses down her face, his tongue licking her tasting the vanilla scent of her. He could hear her ragged intake of much needed air as his mouth closed around her right nipple and he sucked it hard biting it as he tugged it with his blunt teeth.

She cried out his name as she pressed his head closer to her, forcing more of her breast into his mouth. His right hand traveling a hot path down her body as she separated her legs silently begging him to touch her, in her short life no one had ever turned her on this much. She thought if he didn’t touch her she would die. “Please, baby, please.” The words ripped from her throat as if she was in pain.

Knowing what she wanted, he complied and slipped his index finger along her slit, finding it wet and open for him. He slipped a finger inside her as she moaned in pleasure and her body shivered from his touch. She felt herself crash like a wave upon the sand as he thrust two fingers in and out of. Her head going back as her eyes opened wide unseeing, she came in waves, his name upon her lips as tears filled her eyes. She was so turned on she thought she was dying from the pleasure, it was so intense it was almost painful and again she knew no one could ever make her feel like he did.

Slowly he lowered them both gently to the floor as he licked down her body. He had to taste her, she was soaked, and he felt her body shudder again and again as his fingers had worked their own special magic inside her. Slowly licking his way downward past her flat stomach to the rich brown curls that hid her treasure she arched up towards his mouth and begged him to continue.

His mouth found her open slit and with the flat of his tongue he licked her from the bottom of her slit to its tip finding her clit he sucked it greedily into his mouth and softly with his blunt teeth bit all around it as she screamed out her pleasure, bucking her hips upward trying to force more pressure against her core as she came over and over tears pouring down her face as she crying out his name…

“Please…” She moaned crying out. “I…need…” Her voice gave out as he stuck the tip of his tongue inside her and again arched pressing against him as she flooded against his mouth crying out in joy. He lapped up her juices as fast as she produced them tasting what he knew was ambrosia of the gods.

She collapsed in a heap as he continue to lick and suck at her…slowly he crawled up her body and her mouth captured his greedily tasting herself on him. Her right hand crept weakly down his body and grasped his hard penis. Positioning it so she could force him inside her. She lined the tip up with her soaked flesh as he thrust hard inside her.

He needed to feel her surrounding him, tightening around him. He needed it now and she answered him moaning and crying against him. The pleasure of him penetrating her to the core too much she came again around him squeezing him hard. She clenched around him again and again as her hips rose and fell in opposite of his. It was too much he cried out her name as he came filling her with his seed. Grinding against her his coarse hairs teasing her over sensitive clit with each hard thrust his penis twitching inside her as he came answering her own orgasm.

They crashed together calling out to each other and held each other afraid to let go of the moment. Each loving each other in a way they had never known love before. Slowly they stopped thrashing against one another and held each other tightly. Their bodies still locked together. Neither letting go, she stroked his head as he laid it against her breast. She kissed the top of his head as he licked at one of her nipples and playfully bit it. She shivered in response and squeezed his still hard penis buried deep inside her.

Pulling himself up on his elbows he cradled her face in his hands and with this thumbs wiped away her tears. “What’s this love, did I hurt you?” He asked his voice full of gentle concern.

She started to laugh and with each laugh he felt her squeeze him as she finally calmed against him and said in a playful voice, “I’m happy you jerk.”

He smiled into her face and kissed her gently. “Do you always cry when you’re happy?” He said softly as he peppered her face with kisses.

“Maybe.” she said shyly. “I never experienced anything like that before, Spike. No one has ever made me cum like that.”

A bit of his old arrogance crept into his playful voice, “And no one ever will pet. We belong together.” Again his lips claimed hers as she claimed his.

She knew without a shadow of a doubt this is where she belonged here with him. She knew he was the one that would never leave her. She knew he was the one she was meant to love. She lay in his safe embrace and slowly drifted off to sleep on the cold crypt floor. Her last thoughts were of him and coming home as the warm embrace of sleep claimed her exhausted body.

Feeling her drift to sleep he disentangled himself from her and stood up bringing her with him. He walked over to the whole in the floor that led down to his bedroom and somehow managed to maneuver them down the ladder and placed her on the bed. He crawled in behind her spooning her and holding her, her own arms covering his as she sought him out in sleep and pressed further against his warm protective embrace.

He followed her into sleep knowing peace after 120 some odd years.

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In another time and place, separated by the fabric of dimensions, two beings looked in on the sleeping couple. They were dressed in what looked like togas from an age gone by centuries ago. Their skin was golden and each bore a smile upon his and her face.

The female turned to the male a knowing smile on her face, “It is almost time brother.”

He smiled at her in turn and simply said, “As it was written so long ago, the warrior of the light shall find her way to the warrior that was once of the dark and the two shall join together. Their union shall save mankind from the forces that once separated the two.”

THE END



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