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Elixir For The Undead Ch. 01

By: Vampire Sedet



Buffy, Willow and Cordelia were walking toward a beautiful Victorian mansion.

"Spike said that all three of us were to meet him here right?" Buffy asked.

"Yeah I think this is the right address," Willow confirmed reading the slip of paper that had the directions on it.

"Well all I can say is that this better be a good reason to interrupt my weekly manicure and pedicure," Cordelia scoffed looking at her unpolished nails, "I mean, I couldn't even get a base coat on first... The nerve of that walking dead guy."

"Cordy, it must be a good reason, why else would Spike call us? Willow for her magic, me for my strength, and you..." Buffy trailed off. "Well, I don't know why you would need to be there... maybe he needs you for bait," she said jokingly to the ex-prom queen. 

Cordy just rolled her eyes and said, "Well at least I'm a natural brunette... Miss Clairol dye job #236." Buffy just looked at her and stuck out her tongue.

The girls continued on in silence until they knocked on the door. The door was slightly ajar and the three of them entered the mansion and took in the expanse of the estate. The entryway had a high ceiling that portrayed wooden rafters. Hardwood graced the floors. Walking into the foyer, they saw plush carpeting on the staircase and a huge chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

At the top of the stairs stood Spike – clad only in black jeans. No shoes, no socks, no shirt. What a sight to behold. By the passionate look that he gave the three girls, they knew why they had been summoned.

"Hello ladies!" he drawled sexily, leaning against the railing and lighting a cigarette. "I have something to show you up here."

The trio ascended the stairs to follow the half-naked vampire, the scent of arousal filling the room.

"Red, Princess, Slayer. Follow me." And the girls watched the vampire saunter toward the guest wing.

Willow and Cordy were placed in rooms side by side. The rooms were made up of a double bed, a small powder room and a TV with VCR. The walls were covered in neutral tones of soft beige and cream colours.

"I'll be back in due time... I only have fifteen minute intervals with each of you at a time," he explained and then left closing the door behind him.

Standing in the hallway, Spike looked at Buffy and said, "Ok, shall we get started?"

"Only fifteen minutes? That's not enough time!" she said rubbing her hand down his naked back.

"I know pet, but if I'm gonna get to all you girls, I need to spread m'self a little thin. Besides it is quality, not quantity!" he appeased gently, cupping her chin in his hand and placing a small yet tender kiss on her lips.

"Oh okaaaayyyyy" she said with a big pout. "It's just that fifteen minutes goes sooo quickly!" she whined.

"There, there now! None of that, or no orgasms for you!"

"Ok Spike, I'll be good!" Buffy exclaimed clapping her hands and jumping for joy.

"That's my little nymph of a Slayer!"

Spike grasped Buffy's hand and led her to his master suite. Buffy was looking at the décor, but was having a hard time describing the detail. It was giving her the wiggins. 

Spike closed the door and said, "OK, start the clock!"

And they're off!

The vampire pounces on the bed attacking the slayer's clothing. The Slayer's hands roam all over the chest and back of the vampire. Mouths connecting, as if their lives depended on the duel of tongues. Hands pulling off jeans and Capri pants. Bra and panties on the floor. Now the race is neck and neck as mouths explore exposed flesh. Hands and fingers fondle and entice throbbing genitals. With minutes to spare he takes her swiftly, they land on the floor, with the Slayer taking the lead. She rides him hard for all that she is worth. She can feel his hand come between their writhing bodies to rub her clit. The race is almost over as they head toward the finish line. 

Panting.... Sweating.... Screaming.... Release....

Spike looks up at the clock with ten seconds left.

"Well I guess Red is next!" He got up to put his jeans on, leaving a heaving Buffy on the floor.

He bent down to kiss her...

BBBBBBBBBBUUUUUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

Buffy woke up startled by the alarm above her. "Wait, that is odd. Why is my alarm above my head? When did my bed feel like the floor???" She then discovered that she was on the floor. 

"Ohhh noooo!!!" she cringed, slowly trying to get up and turning the alarm off. Bits and pieces of her dream started to come back to haunt her.

"Holy Shit! I can't believe I dreamt of Spike! Dreamt of sharing Spike! Dreamt of sharing Spike with Willow and Cordelia! UUUGGGHHHH!!!" She shivered.

"I need a shower... A really hot shower." But then she thought about how much she had enjoyed those subconscious fifteen minutes.

"Maybe I need a cold shower." She blushed. "A REALLY, long, cold shower," she declared grabbing her robe and headed for the bathroom.

*****

The vampire ran for his unlife; the Slayer of Sunnydale was chasing him. He thought that he would have had an easy meal, but he was wrong. The Slayer came up behind him, as he was about to leap on his prey, a young red head walking to a magic shop. Suddenly the red head turned around and mumbled some words, and then a bright light appeared from her hands and was thrown at his chest.

The Slayer reached the vampire just after the magic light hit its target. Willow had made up a new spell to simulate the sun, it didn't really incinerate the vamps, but it was enough to confuse them into thinking it was harmful.

Buffy came up with a roundhouse kick, knocking the vamp off his feet. She had her stake ready to come down as the vamp rolled out of the way. He got up and threw a left hook at her face; she dodged the blow and came in with her own punches.

"You know, you could make this easier if you would just die already!" She bantered with the vampire.

Another uppercut and a knee to his ribs, she jabbed the stake in his back as he keeled over, and turned to dust.

A sigh escaped the Slayer's lips, "Ahhh. That was a good bit of exercise this evening." Brushing off the dust from her leather pants.

"Willow, That was a good spell! It really wigg's out the vamps enough for me to get them from behind." Buffy congratulated her friend who was gathering up her magic herbs.

"Buffy that was close! We should not have them think they could get that close to me." Willow said, slightly shaken.

"Willow, I don't think you should be afraid... Those vampires should be the ones afraid of you. Your powers are really advancing!" Buffy replied.

"Well, yeah. I am doing more spells and reading more books on the art. Plus Tara has so much natural power that when we work together, we strengthen each others abilities." Willow said in her excited mode.

Buffy just stared at her friend with amusement in her eyes. "Wills, you soooo underestimate your courage." Buffy patted her friend on the back as the proceeded to walk towards the cemetery.

"You know, I should do one more sweep of the cemetery, do you want to meet me back at my house?" Buffy asked.

"Ya sure. I will go see how Tara and Dawn are doing." Willow answered.

"Ok, I'll meet you back there." As the two girls parted ways.

Buffy walked on for about 5 minutes. She got bored from the lack of vampire activity, before she stood in front of Spike's crypt.

"Hmmm. I wonder what Spike is up to?"

She looked in the window and didn't see him. She looked at her watch, "11 o' clock and no sign of Spike. That's odd... Not even watching the TV." Curiosity killed Buffy's cat, and she knocked on his door.

"Spike, you home?" She slowly walked inside and looked around.

"Spiiiiike... Come out, come out where ever you are...Ollie ollie oxen free." She giggled.

She was at the back of the crypt to where the entrance to the basement was, and most likely his bedroom.

"I always had a morbid curiosity about his bedroom, " as she descended the stairs.

What she saw in the dimly lit room was unreal. She noticed a 4-poster bed, a dresser with matching wardrobe and end tables. Instead of lamps, he had candles all about the room. But no Spike.

"I wonder where he is?" Buffy mused as she walked over to his bed and felt the comforter and looked at the sheets underneath.

"Wow! I didn't think Spike liked these comforts. And what do we have here? Satin sheets... Black satin sheets, no less. Well go figure." She thought about what he would look like against the sheets... Stark white against the black shiny material. ~Stop that Buffy~ "I always wanted to know what it felt like to sleep in satin sheets." She said with a sly grin. Looking around to make sure the coast was clear, Buffy lay back on the bed.

Spike was heading back to his crypt after hanging out at Willy's for a few drinks. It was the only place for him to get a drink of human blood without having to actually kill the person, since he couldn't with the nice little government chip in his head. Willy has been getting his stash of the 'good stuff' from the local Red Cross. It was a bit on the expensive side, but he had some money stashed away that nobody knew about. Not even his poof of a sire. He knew that one day investing in stocks would pay off. Who would have thought a company with the name like "Apple" would actually make him a multi millionaire? That's why he always kept a low profile living in the crypt.

He entered his crypt, closing the door behind him. He began to take off his duster and light a smoke. Flicking the Zippo closed, he felt a presence that was out of place in his surroundings. He looked around the room to see if anything was missing.

"Nooo... All looks right... It just don't feel right." He said to himself. Walking to the basement hatch, he noticed that it was open.

"All Right! Who's there! I know someone is down there!" He yelled down into the cellar.

Buffy quickly sat up "Oh Shit!" Looking around, trying to think quickly. "Oh my god... Where am I gonna hide!" She saw his wardrobe and got an idea. She hopped off the bed, and ran for the wardrobe. Buffy opened the doors and stepped inside. 

Meanwhile, Spike stepped down the stairwell and into his bedroom. 

"Who's there? When I find you, you'll be sorry," looking under the bed.

"You'll have to deal with 'The Big Bad'!" hoping to sound menacing, looking behind a bookcase. Putting on game face to enhance his senses, he sniffed the air and headed toward his cupboard.

Buffy was trying to steady her breathing in hopes that Spike would give up and think that I was a rat... a nice juicy rat... "Oh no" she mouthed.

Spike quietly approached the wardrobe and was about to open it when he saw a familiar strawberry lip-gloss on the floor by his bed. He stopped and picked it up. He opened the cap and took a whiff of the sweet smelling balm. 

Spike thought about the times when he would be out patrolling with his Slayer and she would paint the gloss on her sexy lips. It would drive him wild with desire, as she would press them together. He often wondered if it tasted like smelled.

Slipping back into his human façade he said "Well ol' chap, I guess your senses are on overload tonight." He spoke loud enough hoping his sneaky little Slayer would think she pulled a fast one on 'William The Bloody'.

"Can't fool me pet." He said quietly to himself, as he climbed back up the stairs.

"Well it will be interesting to see how she gets out of this one." He chimed with a mischievous grin. "Let's see what's on the telly, " and he plopped down on his sofa... Right where he could keep an eye o the cellar steps. 

Buffy sat there, relieved that Spike didn't find her. She had one problem.

"How am I gonna get out of this one unscathed." She said softly.

"Well. Since I'm here and he is up there, " she opened the door to see if the coast was clear. With the room empty, and deciding that she was going to be there for a while, she wanted to check out his closet. She also noticed that he had lit a few more of the big candles on his side tables.

"So Spike... Let's see... Boxers or briefs..." she said peaking back into the place from whence she came, especially now that she could see better. Quietly thumbing through the token black jeans and cotton tees, she also found black dress pants... and wait! Sweaters and turtlenecks... Not black!

"Wow! He owns clothing in other colours!" She mused. "I wonder why he doesn't wear these clothes... They're nice!" She shrugged and put them away. One thing she took out was one of his black shirts that were part of his daily attire. She brought it to her nose and smelled his scent. Spike scent. Cigarettes, leather and a hint of... "Spike Musk." She closed her eyes and stopped.

"What am I doing?" She stared at the shirt in her hands.

"I am sniffing Spike's clothes... and liking it... I'm definitely going to hell!" A bewildered Buffy quickly put the shirt back on the shelf.

A laugh was heard from upstairs and Buffy gasped "ahhh!" and looked quickly for another hiding place. Buffy crunched down and slid under the bed.

"Well he's already checked here, so maybe he won't think to check it again." 

"Ok let's get comfortable Buffy." She was brushing away the dust bunnies that were keeping her company. 

"Spike, you need a maid, " batting at the cobwebs.

 Spike finished watching the late night movie. "Well, I guess it's time for this vamp to turn in. It's been a long day of raping and pillaging. Oh wait! That was over one hundred years ago." He said out loud to himself. "Oh the good ol' days." He laughed walking down the steps to his bedroom.

Spike took a look around his room to see if the Slayer had decided to change hiding places.

"Now to get undressed for beddy-bye." He loudly teased, and started to remove his shirt and unzip his jeans.

Buffy let out a small gasp as she saw his legs step out of the denim ~Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! ~ She said to herself ~ Spike's white legs. Spikes white muscular legs. ~ Buffy started to picture Spike's well-toned figure and she felt a certain tingling between her legs. She knew she was going into dangerous territory with her thoughts. She felt the bed shift and slightly creak as Spike got in.

Spike knew that she had gone under the bed, since his cupboard door was left ajar when he knew it was closed from when she hid in it earlier.

"Ahhhh, " he sighed, sinking back into the comfy bed.

"Time for my prayers, " he laughed.

"Now I lay me down to sleep. Pray a Slayer's love I would keep. If she stakes, I turn to dust. My love for her will never rust." He smiled softly, patting the mattress knowing she lay a few feet underneath him.

Buffy couldn't believe her ears; she thought it was weird enough for a vampire to say prayers – even though they weren't really based on religion. It was what he said that totally through her for a loop.

"He loves me?" She mouthed. She was dumbfounded, especially since is didn't repulse her, but brought a smile to her face.

All of a sudden, her stomach growled. She tried to cover the sound with her arms, and then realized she hadn't had dinner. She was going to have a bite when she got home from her patrol.

"Alright Slayer! I know you are definitely under my bed. You may as well come out already. Your tummy gave you away..." 

The jig is up she thought, and decided to face the music.

Crawling out from under the bed, "Hi Spike." She said sheepishly. "I guess you're wondering why I'm under your bed?"

"Well you could say it has crossed my mind." He replied with a glint of humour in his eyes.

Buffy stood up and slowly started backing away from the bed... Seeing Spike bare, he was just covered from his midsection down. Imagining what lay under the covers, she met his eyes and blushed.

"Why Slayer, are you blushing?" He teased.

"Um..No! I've seen guys naked before." Just not the blonde haired, blue-eyed, body of marble before her.

"Good. Now, to what do I owe your uninvited presence? It seems to me that my kind can't enter your flat without an invitation, but not that you haven't been 'ere before."

"Well, um Spike, I did knock and it's not as if you have a lock or anything. I called out for you, but you didn't answer.

"So that gives you the right to go snooping in my things?" He sat up and propped up his pillows behind his back to look at her better. With this motion, the bed-sheet fell lower on his abdomen, his nice 8-pack abdomen.

He placed his hands behind his head displaying his upper torso for her eyes to feast upon. He saw her tongue dart out to wet her lips. He could smell her arousal and it was driving him insane with desire.

"Maybe I should go. I know Willow is probably wondering where I am and Dawn..." Her voice trailed off.

"I don't think so Slayer! Come 'ere!" He said as he crooked a finger toward her in a beckoning motion.

She didn't know why her legs were moving of their own accord, right up to his bed frame. ~Oh my GOD! What am I doing? I should turn around and walk out of here~ She chided herself. She knew that whatever was going to happen in the next few minutes was going to change her whole life.

"You need to apologize for your intrusion." He said with a soft purr.

"I'm SORRY Spike! I will NEVER do it again!" She stammered. Her will was quickly slipping away the closer she got to him.

"That's not enough Slayer, and you know it! I think this deserves a spanking! He replied trying to put on a straight face.

"A WHAT???" Buffy questioned, "A spanking? Spike you've got to be kidding me!" She tried to read the vampire, but could not determine if he was joking or not.

"I'm deadly serious!" As his brilliant blues stared deep into her greens. He was pent up with the sexual tension that was emanating from the two of them.

Buffy figured she would pull a fast one on him. "OK. You're right. I deserve to be punished."

"What?" Now it was his turn to take a double take at the situation. Two could play at that game.

"Ok Slayer! I think you should strip down to your knickers first."

Buffy has a look like a deer caught in headlights. She had to muster all her courage to do as asked. Sure she could fight to the end of the world, but the thought of standing half-naked in front of Spike terrified her. Slowly, her hands went to her leather pants to undo the button and zipper.

Spike couldn't believe his eyes as he watched Buffy strip out of her pants. His mouth went dry as he saw her white thong underwear and shapely tanned legs appear.

"All right then!" He said hoarsely, "Hop up on the bed and over my knee."

It's a good thing the comforter was bunched around his throbbing erection... He didn't think that she would relent to the spanking. He thought she would punch him in the face and storm out, not remove her pants and stand there half-naked... knowing that he was naked with just a few sheets to cover him.

She got up on the bed and laid herself across his lap. She could feel his strong thighs against her belly. She closed her eyes in anticipation.

"Buffy's been a naughty girl!" Spike murmured in a sexy tone.

Before he began he traced his hand lightly along the back of her knee. Buffy's breathing was getting louder and faster the higher his hand moved. The closer it got to her backside the more she squirmed to gain his touch to her pleasure centre.

A small cry escaped her mouth as Spike's hand lifted from her skin. Spike wouldn't be able to pull this off. The more she squirmed the harder he got. The only way to prolong it was...

SMACK

His hand came down firmly on her butt cheeks.

SMACK

Buffy let out a gasp, but didn't appear to be bothered by it ~Just hot and bothered~.

Again SMACK

Another gasp but it came out like a moan. Again

SMACK

He knew he wasn't trying to hurt her unless the chip would affect him. He just wanted to see how far she would let him go.


Elixir For The Undead Ch. 01



He gently laid his hand upon her ass in a slow, soft motion. Kneading the well-toned flesh. His hands moved to her lower back, sliding under her shirt, roaming, discovering.

Buffy was sure enjoying her punishment... Well she decided it sure was a punishment, since it was torture to have his hands all over her, but not hers all over him as well.

"Spike." She spoke quietly, pushing herself up and turning to face him. Staring into his eyes, seeing a desire that matched her own.

"Buffy." He whispered just before their lips met. Slowly at first, not knowing how the other would react to the intimate touch. Mouths opened and tongues explored. 

Tasting... Devouring...

Spike was getting lost in her scent of strawberries and vanilla. His mouth tore from hers as he helped her remove her top and was pleased to see that she wasn't wearing a bra.

Buffy was doing her own exploration, of his chest, shoulders and arms. His skin was cold and the trembled under her contact.

She pushed him back down against his pillows as her mouth continued where her hands left off. Her tongue tracing a path from his neck to his chest. Spike inhaled sharply and released a low growl.

Buffy continued her way down to where the sheets just covered his manhood. A brief wave of shyness overcame her when she hesitated revealing him in all his glory. Slowly she licked around his belly and proceeded to go lower.

Spike stopped Buffy with a gentle tap on her shoulder. She looked up at him confused.

"Don't you want me to?" She asked.

"More than you could ever know. It's just that I want you so much I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to contain it." He pulled her up to him and kissed her passionately, "Buffy, I need to taste you. I have wanted to for so long." He said huskily.

Without another word, they switched positions. He worshipped her body as if she was sent from heaven.

"Oh Buffy. You don't know how beautiful you are." He took one milky white breast in his mouth.

Buffy moaned as she felt his cool tongue flick over her hardening peak. Spike gently nipped and suckled her breast before ministering the same treatment to the other.

Buffy's fingers were tangling through his blonde locks encouraging him to continue on his path.

Spike went lower kissing and nipping her belly. He could smell her womanly musk. He grabbed her panties and rolled them over her thighs, over her knees, and down her calves... All the while, his mouth following the same trail.

His hands slid back up her legs to meet at her centre. He placed himself between her legs to taste her nectar.

"Oh Spike!" Buffy gasped as his tongue lapped at her juices. His tongue moved expertly around her folds and her clit. He introduced a finger inside to enhance her pleasure.

"Oh God! Oh God!" She cried.

Spike took her clit in his mouth and flicked his tongue rapidly to send her over the edge.

Buffy grabbed the sheets and turned her head to scream in the pillow.

Spike didn't realize she had made a noise since her thighs were clamping his ears. He raised himself from between her to crawl up her body to capture her mouth with his.

Spike ended the kiss and stared into Buffy's eyes.

"Do you want this? You must tell me now, 'cause I don't think I would be able to stop myself... Unless you kicked me across the room." He gave her a quick smile.

"Spike, if you don't get inside me soon, I will kick you across the room!" Mirroring his smile and a nod of confirmation, he positioned himself at her entrance and pushed.

"MMMMM!!" they echoed one another as she felt his length and he felt her heat. Once he was fully inside, he began to shift his hips to rub against her pelvis.

Buffy met his thrusts with the same fervor. Spike would pull almost all the way out, then slam back in. Sweat pouring off their bodies as the pace grew. Buffy began panting and moaning at the sensations coursing through her body. The tingling started from her core and spiraled outward to her fingertips as she felt the most intense climax overtake her reality.

"AAHHHH!!!" She screamed, raking her nails down his back.

Spike was holding back as best he could, given that he had fantasized about this for months. With his head buried in her neck, he was about to reach his peak. One last thrust, he came inside her, his seed mixing with her juices.

"Oh Buffy." He whispered tenderly as he kissed her neck and up to her ear, his tongue, tracing along her lobe.

Her hands grasp his face, bringing his lips to hers in a soft kiss. His fingers threading through her hair, he let himself slip out of her as he rolled them both over. He lazily drew imaginary circles on her back and caressed her arm that lay across his chest. He inhaled her sweet smell in her hair and kissed the top of her head.

Buffy sat up suddenly, "Oh shit!" She shouted. "I've gotta go! Dawn will be wondering what's taking me so long!" She was panicking, looking for her underwear and shirt.

"Buffy, I'm sure Red and Tara would stay with her until you got home." He tried to calm her down.

"I know. It's just that they probably will call Giles to send out the 'Scooby Search Party'." She stammered as she zipped up her boots. Getting her jacket on, she kneeled on the bed and placed a quick kiss on his lips.

"I don't regret what just happened here. I just want you to know that!"

"Well I guess you already know that I've wanted this to happen for a while now." Spike confessed. "So I guess this changes things between us? What do we tell your friends?" He asked.

"I'll figure something out... I don't want to worry about that right now. I will see you tomorrow." She smiled at the ma se could now call her lover.

"Ah, Pet?"

"Yeah?" "You dropped something earlier," as he produced the small container of lip balm.

"Huh? Oh." She checked her pockets and then it dawned on her how Spike knew it was she under the bed.

"Um, I guess it fell out of my pocket when I..."She drifted off.

Spike just gave her a look and a sly grin; "You're the only one I know pet who uses this lip junk... I'd know that smell anywhere!"

"Ok, you got me!" mocking a stick up.

"You know it baby!" He drawled.

He got out of the bed, and sauntered over to her as a white statue, beautifully sculpted she thought.

His mouth descended upon hers, tasting one last time until he could taste her again.

"Ok, you better get goin' or else I won't let you leave!"

"Alright, alright. I'm gone. I will see you tomorrow. Do you wanna come out on patrol with me?" She asked with hope in her eyes.

"Sure luv! It's a date. I will be there with bells on... Well not literally." He said lighting a smoke.

"Great!" she said with a big smile on her face, "See ya later." Then she climbed up the stairs.

Spike leered on appreciating the sight that was leaving his crypt.

"Well whaddya know! Never thought a spanking could be sooo much fun." He said to himself as he got back into bed, finished his smoke, and thought about what just happened less than a few hours ago.

TBC...



Elixir For The Undead Ch. 02



“Dawn!” Buffy yelled as she walked down the stairs. “I’m going out on patrol now!”

“Ok Buffy!” Dawn hollered from the kitchen. “I have some homework anyway. Is it ok if Kathy comes over to study with me? We have an English test tomorrow.”

“Just as long as you do study, and no TV until you finish your homework, ok?”

“Oh alright, be careful Buff, don’t let the vampires bite.” Dawn replied.

“OK, don’t wait up. If you need me, I have my pager. Remember; if it’s an emergency enter 7-3-0. That way I will know it’s you. Bye!” Buffy said and walked out the door.

Buffy was heading to the cemetery as her thoughts flickered to last night’s events. Her face got warmer remembering Spike’s body against hers. How they melded so perfectly like to pieces of a puzzle.

The more she thought of him, the more she wanted to slam him up against the wall and devour him…Which gave her a wicked idea.

Spike saw the wicked grin appear on Buffy’s face as he approached her at the cemetery gates.

“Hi Luv! Fancy meetin’ you ‘ere.” Spike said sarcastically.

“It’s my favourite hangout.” Buffy was staring at him, trying to undress him with her eyes.

Without another thought, Spike pulled Buffy to him in a passionate kiss. He loved the way she tasted.

Buffy pushed away from him and looked into his eyes.

“The sooner we get the sweep over, the sooner we can get on to bigger and better things.” Buffy purred as she rubbed her hand against Spike’s groin.

“Ahh pet…Yesss… Ahhh definitely bigger if you keep that up…” He said hoarsely.

Buffy smiled at his reaction and said “OK, did you by any chance see any baddies on your way here?”

“Nope, it’s been pretty quiet so far.. Don’t worry luv… The night is still young. But I think we should check the west side since there is some fresh laid soil.”

“Let’s go then.” Buffy acknowledged.

After checking the west side, the duo dispatched a newly risen vamp and 3 minions.

“Nothing like a good spot of violence to get the juices flowin’… Not that I need any help when you’re around.” Spike proclaimed, sidling up behind Buffy and grinding himself against her backside.

“Mmmmm Hmmmm!” Buffy sighed, feeling his hardness through their clothing.

Buffy scanned their location and saw some trees that would give them some cover. She took Spike’s hand and led him over to the privacy of the trees.

“Slayer, where we goin’?”

“I would like to try something. I’m sure you won’t mind.” She said looking in his direction.

“Just as long as it doesn’t include me gettin’ any splinters… I’m all yours.” He joked

“ Thank you.” She said, and used her strength to push him up against the nearest tree.

“Wow luv! I like a woman who can take charge of a situation. You takin’ it in your own hands?” Spike asked innocently.

“You know it baby! I’m gonna take it into my own hands and um… mouth and ummm…” She trailed off as she pulled him in for a mind-blowing kiss. Tongues battle, but neither was fighting the war between them anymore.

Her hands trailing down his neck and shoulders, caressing his chest and kneading the muscles through his shirt. Her fingers found his zipper and button to his jeans.  Pulling away from the kiss, she looked at Spike’s face as she slid down his body to free his cock from the confines of the black denim.

“Oh Buffy!!” Spike managed to spit out as she took the tip of his penis into her mouth. Spike threw his head back against the tree and hissed. He changed into game face when Buffy started to suck on the head.

Buffy could taste the saltiness of his skin. She moaned as she took him further into her mouth making her throat vibrate against his cock.

“Oh fuck… That’s good… Ahhhhh!!! Slayer do that again!” Spike exclaimed.

Buffy obliged, and moaned again to give Spike the pleasure she was feeling as well.

Her tongue swirled around his length, sliding up and down. She would gently nip at his head and dart her tongue to taste the droplets of cum that had appeared.

Spike’s hand went to Buffy’s head guiding her to engulf him again, his fingers entangling in her mass of blonde hair.

Buffy knew that Spike wasn’t gonna let this go on much longer, his hips were pumping her mouth in earnest. She grazed her teeth along his shaft gently, yet firmly, which seemed to be the last of Spike’s resistance. “I’m cumming!! I’m cumming!! Ahhhh fffuuuuccckkkk!!!!” 

Spike let out a groan that would have scared away any animals in their vicinity.  

“Oh Buffy!! Bloody Hell! That was amazing!” He said turning back into his human façade. 

“I.. I was good?” She asked licking her lips.

“Oh luv, that was better than good… I need a cigarette!” He said patting his jacket to find his smokes.

After lighting his smoke and doing up his jeans, he kissed Buffy hard on the mouth, tasting the remnants of himself on her tongue.

“Wait ‘til I get you home… I have a few tricks up my sleeve.” He whispered.

“I bet you do with your years of experience.” She replied.

“Are you calling me old?” he asked with shock in his voice.

“Well… you are at least 1 century older than me,” She said with humour in her eyes.

Spike took her hand and led her toward his crypt. “Well at least I’m still younger than my poofy sire… That reminds me… His birthday is coming up… I think I should get him some Geritol… and a cane.” 

They walked on, with the vampire laughing and the slayer rolling her eyes.

Once at his crypt, Spike opened the door. Before Buffy could walk 2 feet in the doorway, Spike scooped her up and carried her to the tomb, closing the door behind him.

“Hey?” She shouted, giggling all the while.

“I’m carrying you over the threshold!” Spike stated through the grin on his face.

“You know that’s for newlyweds. Spike we aren’t married!” Buffy laughed.

“Well, yeah, the way I see it Pet, We can still have the honeymoon… And I think that’s what we need to do right now.” He said huskily laying her on top of the sarcophagus. 

Discarding their clothes, they didn’t take the time to cherish each other’s bodies. The passion between them too great to postpone it any further.

The dance between Buffy & Spike is poetry in motion. Their moans and screams are lyrics written from the Powers That Be.

Buffy looked into Spike’s eyes and could see the hunger of desire, yet it didn’t frighten her, but comforted her. Feeling him inside her writhing against her pelvis, the friction of skin on skin, hot on cold, sensations almost too much to bear. Until the release is given, sailing on the seas of pleasure.

Coming down from their state of bliss, Buffy mentions,

“Ya know, I think this is the best patrol I’ve ever been on.” 

“I would have to agree with you there luv.” Spike said with a light kiss on her brow.

“You know it’s too bad that I can’t stay the night.” Buffy pouted.

“Pet, I know. You have Dawn to think about.” He replied sadly.

* Beep Beep Beep *

“What is that? Slayer, your jacket is beeping?” Spike said curiously.

“Oh Shit! That’s my beeper… Well at least I didn’t have it on vibrate.” Buffy answered reaching for her jacket. 

“Damn!” Buffy exclaimed. “It’s Giles. I have to go. They need me at the magic shop…”

“Well what about Dawn?” He asked.

“Would you mind going over to my place and stay with her? If we need you at least I will know where to get a hold of you.”

“Yeah no worries pet. You’ll just owe me in sexual favors.” Spike quipped with a mischievous grin.

Buffy climbed off the tomb to gather her clothes. Spike loved to watch her naked form bend to find the discarded underclothes which were thrown askew in their haste to get naked.

He watched her put her pants and top on to arrive as quickly as possible to meet the Scoobies.

“Um… Buffy.”

“Spike I gotta go. I will meet you back at my place in an hour if I can’t solve this problem quickly.”

“Um… yeah… But Buffy…” Spike trailed off as Buffy kissed him and waved good-bye and left the crypt.

(Silence)

“But Buffy… Your clothes are in disarray.” He said to an empty crypt.

*****

Buffy burst through the magic shop door out of breath.

“Ok where’s the monster? Demon? Vampire?” She said breathlessly.

The Scooby Gang looked up from their research to gape in alarm at Buffy’s appearance. 

“Buffy are you ok?” Xander asked getting up from his seat at the table.

“Yeah Buffy, you look a little haggard…” Willow asked concerned.

“I’m fine, I got here as fast as I could. What’s wrong?” Buffy replied.

“Well it’s just that… you know… with the shirt, the frizzy hair and… OH MY GOD IS THAT A HICKEY? YOU’VE HAD SEX!” Xander exclaimed going into overload.

“No she hasn’t! Willow remarked, quickly glancing in Buffy’s direction.

“See? I haven’t!” Buffy stammered.

“Oh My Goddess! Yes she has!” Willow looked Buffy over more thoroughly. 

“I was just out on patrol and I - I – I was just with Spike, he will tell you!” Buffy shouted.

“Spike?” Xander questioned “Patrol? Oh no! Oh dear God. Somebody please shoot me now so I can stop my brain from processing this.” Xander panicked. “I’m gonna faint.”

“YOU SLEPT WITH SPIKE? They all said in unison.

“What makes you think it was Spike…If I did sleep with someone, that is… And I’m not saying that I… Oh forget it… I’m not gonna do this… Ok it was Spike.” Buffy finally defeated by her friends grilling, she sat down on the steps and buried her head in her lap from the embarrassment of this situation. 

Buffy raised her head and stated, “Ok, so what of it? He has only tried to kill me… Like a million times… Who hasn’t?

“She’s got a point there. So Buffy how was he?” Anya inquired enthusiastically. 

Xander just stared at his girlfriend; “You’re not helping.”

Buffy stared at Anya and blushed.

“That good eh?” Anya deduced.

“Listen up everyone! I am a grown woman and I can date whomever I want… Just as long as it doesn’t bring an apocalypse.” Buffy announced. “So this is how it’s gonna be… Understand?”

All eyes lowered and heads nodded in silence.

“C-can we all get to the pressing matters at hand? There are more important events that need to be dealt with than who Buffy is dating… Even if it is Spike.” Giles declared, pinching the bridge of his nose and wiping his glasses.

The Scoobies went back to business with investigating the latest demon that was roaming around Sunnydale.

Buffy stood and walked over to the phone and dialed her house.

“Hey Dawn…. Did Spike get there? Good. Can I speak to him?” She said quietly into the receiver. “Um… You won’t believe what just happened… It’s outta the bag… What? You mean you let me leave your place looking like I just had a torrid affair?” Buffy stood there, hand on forehead, trying to absorb what Spike had tried to tell her before she left the crypt, but she wouldn’t listen. 

“Well I will give you the low down when I get home, say 10:30 p.m.” Buffy ended the phone call with a deep sigh.

Willow walked up to Buffy and quietly asked Buffy the details about her time with Spike.

“Oh Willow, it’s all so surreal. I know I didn’t plan this, but I’ve found that I’ve had dreams about him the past few months. I just started to look at Spike in a different way.”

“Wow… Buffy, I just gotta say that this is weird, but I won’t judge you. I just wanna make sure you know what you are getting yourself into.” Willow commented.

“Willow, thanks for your concern, but Spike is the one guy that has been able to see right through me and he tells me the truth whether I like it or not.” Buffy explained.

The two girls hugged and went back to their reading.

An hour later, Buffy arrived home to Spike sitting on her couch watching TV with his feet on the coffee table.

“Make yourself at home why dontcha?” Buffy joked.

“Well Slayer, I figure you’d made yourself quite comfy in my flat the past couple of nights…” He teased.

Buffy walked over to the handsome vampire and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. 

“Where’s Dawn?” She asked.

“Upstairs, reading in her room.” Spike replied.

“Well I guess now is as good as any to let her know about you and me….” Buffy walked over to the stairs and yelled, “Dawn, can you come down here for a minute?” 

Walking back into the room and sitting on the coffee table facing Spike, she took a deep breath as soon as her sister came into the room.

“Hey Buffy… Did you slay your baddie?” Dawn asked.

“Um, yes and no, but I will talk about that later. First I wanna tell you something… I don’t know how to tell you this…” She looked at Spike, then at her sister.  “I just wanted to let you know that Spike and I are sort of together.”

“Well… You guys are always together, no biggie there.” Dawn stared at the two of them and shrugged her shoulders.

“Yeah well…” Buffy started, but Spike rolled his eyes and cut in.

“Your sister and I have started dating each other, Nibblet. There it’s out, are you satisfied?” Spike amazed at Buffy’s expression.

“Spike… I didn’t want it to come out that fast… God… Dawn, I didn’t want it to come out like that…” Buffy apologized and ran her fingers through her hair.

“Buffy, it’s ok… I think you and Spike should have been together long ago. It’s like you two were supposed to be a couple… So it’s not me who you should worry about, but Mom!!”

“MOM!” Buffy realized the thought of having to tell her mother as soon as she is home from her trip.

“Well, Slayer, at least you have another 2 weeks to think of something…” He said with a sly grin.

“Oh gee, thanks Blondie!!” Buffy said as she playfully swatted him with a pillow on his head.

“OK… So is that all you wanted to tell me Buffy?” Dawn asked.

“Yeah… I guess that is all that needs to be out in the open for now…” She replied.

“OK then… I’m going to bed.  Good night… ~aaawwwwwwwhhhhh~…. Guys.” Dawn yawned as she headed for the stairs.

With the two alone in the living room, Buffy snuggled in close to Spike. 

“So how did it go with your friends?” Spike inquired.

“Well… not as good as it did with Dawn. The gang saw the after effects of our tryst tonight. By the way, the next time you give me a hickey, can it be somewhere not so noticeable?” She chided.

“Oh, I can do that… I can do that right now.” He teased moving in to nuzzle her neck.

Buffy let his exploration go on for a few minutes before she said, 

“Ok… Enough of that, you should go.” 

“But!” 

“No Buts! I don’t need to have my sister spying on us from the staircase seeing us making out.” She argued.

“So let’s go to your room and lock the door.” He said with a sexy smile and a wink. “Then she won’t be able to watch what we do… Maybe hear it mind you… You would have to keep it down with the ‘Oh Spike, Yes Spike’.” 

Buffy shocked from what Spike had just repeated threw the pillow at him again and pushed him on the floor. 

The vampire hit the floor with a thud as the Slayer laughed when she heard “Ow” escape his mouth. “Oh! Bloody! Hell! Thanks for that Slayer. Nothing like a little bit of pain for foreplay,” and he pulled her on top of him, in an attempt to ravish her mouth.

Buffy stopped the kiss and sat up before it could go any further.

“Ok, have it your way.” He conceded. 

“Thank you. I promise that you can stay here another night… I just don’t think that it should be right away.” Buffy explained

“Well… Just as long as I get to stay the night on Saturday night, luv.

“What’s Saturday night?” She asked quizzically.

“Our first official date.”

“Oh?” She said with a big smile on her face. “Ok, so is this a dinner and a movie date? Or the ‘Go to the Bronze’ date?”

“Well, let me just say that you should be in elegant attire for Saturday nights festivities.” Spike said with a wicked grin before he got up to get his duster on.

“Wow! Elegant attire eh? I guess I won’t have any time to go out shopping with school and all, since you are only giving me less than 48 hours notice.

“I’m sure you ‘ave something suitable up in that closet of yours, Slayer.”

“Sure, how do you know what is in my closet?” She teased. “Alright what time?”

“I will call you on Saturday at 7:00 p.m. from an undisclosed location, just be dressed in something elegant and sexy.”

With a lingering kiss, Buffy tried to push Spike out the door. 

“If you don’t get out of here now, I won’t want you to leave… Oh what about my patrol Saturday night?” She asked.

“Don’t worry, I will take care of everything, “ he gave her a peck on the lips and walked away into the night.

*****



Elixir For The Undead Ch. 03



“Willow what am I going to wear?” Buffy asked exasperated to her best friend.

“Buffy I’m sure you have at least 5 outfits in that closet of yours,” Willow replied trying to calm her frazzled friend.

“Spike said to wear something sexy yet elegant!” Buffy exclaimed as she was pulling out all the contents of her closet and throwing it on her bed.

Willow just kept sorting through all the garments that were tossed her way. All of a sudden, she heard a shriek from Buffy. 

“Ahhhh!! This is the one!” she beamed excitedly.

Willow saw what Buffy’s wide-eyed expression was about.  Buffy pulled a beautiful knee length slip dress out of her wardrobe. It was cherry red and dazzled with sequins and a matching scarf.

“This is the dress!!” she exclaimed.

“Oh Buffy, you will look amazing! You definitely have to wear that dress.” Willow walked over to the closet, “And these are the shoes and purse to finish the ensemble.”

“Oh Wills what would I do without you?” Buffy hugged her one true girlfriend and took the black sandals from her.

“Willow, will you help me put my hair up?”

“Sure thing Buff. I tell ya, Spike’s heart would definitely skip a beat if it could,” she laughed.

“Ya think?” The two girls shared a giggle.

“Ya know Will, Spike was so mysterious about this whole date tonight,” Buffy said as she handed Willow some hairpins.

“He wouldn’t even tell me where I’m to meet him. All I’m supposed to do is wait for his phone call in one hour and how to dress.”

“Well, Buffy… I just think Spike wants to give you a good surprise, since you two haven’t been together that long. Deep down, Spike really is devoted to the woman he loves… Even if his last one was a little demented,” Willow stated sheepishly.

“Um..Yeah… Dru really didn’t have much up in the sanity department,” Buffy remarked.

“Willow, I truly appreciate you and Tara taking Dawn for a sleep-over. I know she really likes you both,” she said with a warm smile on her face.

“It’s no biggy Buffy. Tara and I really didn’t have any plans and besides, Anya and Xander are on patrol tonight, so you and Spike go have your wonderful evening together.”

“Thanks Willow, you guys are the bestest friends a Slayer could ever ask for.” Buffy stared at her friend in the mirror and leaned back into Willow’s embrace.

Before Willow could shed a tear, she said, “There. All done. Now I will leave you to get changed and I will check on Dawn to make sure she is all packed for the sleepover.

“Great! I know my mom will really appreciate you watching her while she is away on her buying trip in Europe.”

Buffy heard Willow holler out to Dawn as she closed her door and proceeded to get dressed.

*******************************************

Willow came into the living room to see Dawn and Tara sitting on the couch watching TV and eating some ice cream.

“You all set Dawnie?” Willow asked.

“Yup! I can’t wait until you teach me those spells that you promised.”

“SSHHH!!!” Tara panicked. ”You don’t wanna say that too loud. I don’t want Buffy to know that we will be corrupting your mind with magic.” She carefully looked to see if Buffy was coming down the stairs.

“Tara honey, it’s not as if we are going to teach her to turn boys into frogs or anything,” Willow cut in.

“Besides, you promised to show me those two spells for tinkerbell light and for levitating a pencil,” Dawn whined.

“OK! OK! Just don’t go advertising it out to the whole world Dawnie,” Tara pleaded.

“Mums the word,” she said as she pretended to pull an imaginary zipper across her lips.

Just then they heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Dawn was the first to stare boldly at her sister.

“Wow Buffy!” she stammered, “Just … Wow! Spike is not going to believe his eyes.”

“Yeah since most of the time he sees me in dark leather clothes with my hair in a ponytail and of course ‘Eau d’ Vampire” musk after a long hard night of slaying,” Buffy said jokingly.

All the girls laughed at Buffy’s remark as the phone rang. She walked over to the cordless and answered, “Summers residence, oh hi Spike!” she beamed and decided to turn and walk out of the room for a bit of privacy.

“God, sometimes those two just make me wanna barf!” Dawn said pretending to gag.

“Dawn you won’t think so when it’s your turn,” Tara replied with laughter in her eyes.

Buffy re-entered the room and placed the phone back on the coffee table. 

“Ok. I’m outta here in just a few. Dawn, you be good to Willow and Tara, I really don’t wanna have to get paged tonight for an emergency on your part, ok? We’ve got that clear?” she said in a motherly tone.

“Very clear mommy Buffy.” Dawn saluted with a straight face.

Buffy smirked and said, “Ok smartie pants. I do have my pager and make sure you guys lock up before you go.”

“Okie dokie Buffy… You two have a good time tonight, I will see you tomorrow.” 

With that taken care of, Buffy hugged her sister and her friends and headed out the door.

Dawn stared at the two witches and said, “OK, do you have all the things that Spike wanted us to get ready?”

“Yup, I had to go to the store to pick it up, let’s go get it all ready upstairs.” Willow took the bag that she was hiding behind the couch so Buffy wouldn’t see it.

Once outside, Buffy noticed a black stretch limousine in front of her house. She stared in wonder as to who on the street was getting to ride in a limo.  Suddenly the driver got out of the car and came around and asked: 

“Ms Buffy Summers, I presume?” 

“Yes?” she answered bewildered.

“I am here on behalf of Mr. William to take you to your destination.”

“Oh, um, ok!” Buffy replied excitedly as the driver held the door open for her to get into the car.

Buffy was amazed that Spike would go to so much trouble for her. She felt like Cinderella going to the ball and Spike was her Prince Charming.

Buffy scoped out the interior as the driver slowly pulled out onto the street to start her adventure. She noticed the black leather of the seats and a small TV with a VCR, as well as a radio with CD player. She also spotted a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket.

“You are welcome to have some champagne, Ms Summers,” the driver offered from the drivers seat.

“Um… No thanks. I will wait a little bit,” she thought that there would be plenty of time for sipping champagne later this evening.

A while later Buffy could feel the car slowing down and pulling up to a new nightclub called the Raven.

The driver stopped the car and proceeded to come around and open her door. As soon as the door opened, it wasn’t the driver that helped her out of the car, but her knight in shining armor. Spike.

“Spike!” she said with a happy surprise. “Wow! Look at you!” Her eyes feasted upon the dashing vampire before her all decked out in black dress pants that hugged his well muscled legs and a cream coloured cotton turtleneck that looked like it was painted on his torso. He also had, of course, his token leather duster. She laid her hand on the duster and said “The duster… Always the duster.”

“Never leave home without it luv!” he said with a dazzling smile.

“And look at you pet!” He took a step back to drink in her beauty. “If I were alive, you’d take my breath away,” he said bending down to give her a quick yet promising kiss on the lips. He wrapped his arm around her possessively as they walked into the Raven.

They entered the club and right away Buffy heard the entrancing music. She could feel the fast pounding of the drums; hear the trashing guitars and melodic keyboards of the alternative song that was being played by the house DJ.

They headed towards the bar and Buffy realized that Spike hadn’t asked her what she wanted to drink. She was about to swat him on the arm when he turned around with two glasses of champagne in his hands. She smiled and took the glass from him. Buffy proceeded to take a sip when she saw something in the bottom of the flute.

“Hey what’s that? There’s something in my drink!”

“It’s a strawberry luv,” Spike said. “It’s supposed to make the champagne better somehow… To enhance the flavour.”

“Oh! Cool!” she said and tasted the bubbly drink. “MMMMMM! This does taste yummy,” she raved as she licked her lips in a seductive manner.

Spike looked on with a gaping mouth. “I’m sure it doesn’t taste as yummy as you do,” he purred.

“Hey we have all night for tasting each other. I want to check this place out.” With that she took his hand to head into the heart of the club.

“Lead the way Slayer!”

Buffy scanned the club and liked the dimly lit atmosphere. She saw that there were gothic wall sconces that held large flame-like bulbs. The walls were dark reddish brown, like the colour of dried blood. She whispered back to him, “No wonder you picked this place.”

“What can I say Slayer, I love it when humans think they know how to be vampires!” he said with a sly grin.

Turning her attention away from her sexy blonde boyfriend, Buffy was thinking that she liked the dark alternative music. It was always full of emotion and angst, fear and belonging, purity and sexuality all at once.

The dance floor was in the centre of the Raven and down one level. It was an open space that everyone on the main level could look down at the dancers from all sides of the room. Buffy stopped and looked below at the writhing bodies.

Spike led Buffy down the far right staircase. Once at the bottom, they found a private booth that said ‘Reserved’.

“Hey Spike, we can’t sit here. It says it’s reserved.”

“Uh, yeah… For us!” He said with a flash of his pearly whites.

“Wow, all this? The champagne? The limo? Reserved table? What else do you have up your sleeve there William?” she asked.

“Just you wait and see Pet! The night is just full of wonderful surprises to be viewed by those lovely green eyes of yours.”

Buffy pulled Spike to her and kissed him passionately, tasting the fruity champagne on his tongue. She pulled away and said, “Let’s dance,” and pulled the peroxide blonde vampire out onto the dance floor.

Spike held Buffy to him closely as they moved their hips in a grinding fashion. The music was slower than all the songs that had played since they stepped into the club. It was pulsating and the strobe lights flashed to the beat in unison. Others on the dance floor were hypnotized by the melody coming out of the speakers. Partners held each other close, hands roaming on backsides, up shoulder blades and through hair. Blue eyes stared into green, drowning in the spell of each other.

Lost in a haze of arousal, Buffy didn’t realize that little red butterflies were flying around her.

“What the…” she said confused.

She stepped back and both she and Spike looked up to see not butterflies, but rose petals falling from the ceiling.

“Oh my god! I have never seen anything so beautiful in my life!” she said breathlessly.

“I have,” Spike whispered next to her ear, then nuzzled her neck. “It’s all for you Buffy.”

“What? This? For me?” She asked amazed at the site of all the petals in her hands. The smell was overwhelming, as the other dancers would step on the petals to release the heady perfume.

“Spike, you did all this for me?” She stared in wonder at the man before her.

“Buffy, I would do anything for you! I would give you the stars. I would give you the moon. You have allowed me to have the sun – the sun that is in your eyes, every time you look at me. In your face, every time you smile. In your hands, every time you touch me. Buffy, you are the heaven that I will never see and I just want to be able to give it all back to you.”

Buffy gazed at Spike with such tenderness that she never thought she would feel towards him. Spike gently rubbed away a tear that fell on Buffy’s cheek. 

“Hey, none of that now,” he said quietly. “I still have a few more delights for you,” he added as he entwined his fingers with hers and led her back to their table.

Back at the booth, they refilled their glasses with the bubbly beverage, and then a waiter approached with a silver tray, placed a silver bowl in front of Buffy and removed the lid. What lay before her were big plump strawberries and in the centre, a smaller bowl filled with whipped cream.

Spike picked up one of the luscious berries and dipped it generously into the cream. He brought it to Buffy’s lips and began to tease her with it by pulling back, as she was about to take a bite. He noticed that some of the cream got on her chin. Buffy was about to wipe if off with the napkin, but Spike stayed her hand and said, “Wait. Let me, ” and bent his head licking the cream off with his cool tongue. Buffy gasped as he flicked it again near her mouth. Their lips met in a delicious kiss, which ended just as quickly as it had begun.

“Hey!” she pouted, “I was enjoying that!”

Spike just gave her a sexy smile and a leer that told her she would be enjoying so much more in due time.

He dipped the strawberry back into the whipped cream, but this time he let her have a bite. Her mouth surrounded the fruit so erotically that Spike could feel himself harden as she chewed the succulent morsel. She licked her lips, which made Spike release a small whimper. Her hand slowly went beneath the table to massage his firm thigh. She leaned over and whispered, “Let’s ditch this Popsicle stand!”

“Bloody good idea Slayer,” he said hastily rising from the table and putting his duster back on, “God I love this coat!”

Buffy quickly realized why. “I see someone wants to come out to play!” she said huskily staring at his midsection. The two quickly ran for the exit and hoped that they would get the first available cab.

*****

The cab driver was oblivious to the two lovers silently caressing each other in the back seat. The cab pulled up to 1630 Revello Drive. The pale blonde paid the fare and scooped his female companion out the door and up to the front porch.

Buffy hastily rummaged through her purse for the keys, all the while Spike kissing her neck and shoulders.

“Um, Spike… I don’t think the neighbors would appreciate a live sex show on the front porch!” She said giggling and opening the front door.

“Fuck’em! I want you naked… NOW!” Spike growled seductively.

Buffy smiled and said,

“Well I think that can be arranged!”

Spike remembered that he had to get upstairs to Buffy’s room to make sure that Willow had done up the room the way he’d asked.

“Buffy… Just wait here a minute… There’s something I have to do first.” He gave her one last kiss before ascending the stairs.

“What? Now? We were just getting… Started!!” Buffy said confused.

“Don’t worry Pet. I’ll be right back!” Spike replied from the landing.

Buffy was curious to know why the vampire was going into her bedroom… WITHOUT HER!

“You have 1 minute ‘William’ before I come up there.” She hollered.

Buffy sat on the bottom steps and started counting

“1-1000, 2-1000, 3-1000, 4-1000…”

Her body was in need of being close to Spike, just knowing how his lips, hands, tongue and *other* parts of him make her feel, she got up and said, 

“Okay loverboy, times up! You better be ready for me!”

She opened her door and saw a shirtless Spike, bathed in candlelight, the whole room had at least a dozen or more candles all aglow and more rose petals strewn about the bed.

“Wow! Spike! God I can’t believe all you have done for me.” Buffy said through teary eyes.

“It’s all for you Buffy.” Spike whispered as he pulled her into his embrace, locking their lips to savor each other’s taste. 

Spike slowly started to remove Buffy’s dress; he bent his head to her shoulder, his tongue darting out to her nape and up to her sensitive earlobe.

Buffy took this opportunity to roam her hands across the plains of his chest. Her fingertips dancing lightly over his nipples, teasing them to tiny peaks.

Spike helped Buffy step out of her shoes and moved her back towards the bed.

Buffy was at eye level with Spikes pants, and proceeded to help him with shedding the remainder of his clothing. She could tell by his excitement that it wouldn’t be long before he was inside her.

Spike lay her back on the pillow and began his trail down her body. Her nipples were aching for his touch, her body arched into his caress. His lips and tongue left her begging for more. Spike kissed her belly as his tongue, traced circles around her navel.

He could smell the heady scent of her arousal between her legs, it drove him insane with wanting, but he wanted to please her first before his own need was sated.

Buffy loved the way Spike knew which buttons to press to make her crazy with desire. Her nails raked across his back as Spike’s tongue dove into her sex, she cried out as he worked his magic on her.

Spike tasted her sweetness and he knew that he could drown in her and it would be fine with him. 

He crawled up Buffy’s side; he cupped her face in the palm of his hand and kissed her for all he was worth.

Buffy wanted nothing more, than to join together with the man before her. She wanted to feel him inside her, but she wanted to prolong this night as much as possible. She turned him over onto his back and began to lick her way down his body.

Spike lifted his head with desire filled eyes, watching Buffy descend upon his rigid member.

Buffy took small licks across the head of his shaft, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum. Her tongue stroked his length before engulfing him completely in her mouth.

“Oh Buffy!” Spike groaned, arching his hips.

Buffy took him in slowly, testing her limits as well as his.

“Shit! AAAHHHH! Buffy, you’d better hold up luv. I wanna save something for later.”

Buffy sat up and stared at the vampire, while grasping his erection and pumping him with slow assured strokes.

“Are you sure you want me to stop?” She asked.

“Come ‘ere” He drawled.

And Buffy obeyed.

The two melded as one, first slowly, inch by inch, her heat surrounded him. Their mouths met, tasting the passion between them. Buffy ground her hips against Spike to totally fill herself. She raised her legs, so Spike could lay them over his shoulders. With this position, Buffy didn’t think she could be more fulfilled.

Spike hissed as Buffy used her vaginal muscles to squeeze his shaft. He knew he would have to ease up if he wanted to last more than 5 minutes.

“Oh God Buffy! The things you do to me!” Spike moaned next to her ear. Spike decided to switch positions, “Here luv, why don’t you drive for awhile?” as he held her and flipped them both over with Buffy on top.

“”Mmmmm, now this is the type of driving that I like to do.” She said as she created her own rhythm.

Up and down, she glided along his cock. Once at the base, Spike would force his hips up to grind against her clit.

“Ahhhh! Buffy moaned. She scratched her nails against his chest leaving welts in her path.

Spike fondled her breasts and nipples; he always liked this position for that reason. He reached down between her legs to massage her clit. He wanted to bring her to the brink.

“Come for me Slayer, take yourself to the edge and let go!”

With the words and the caresses Buffy couldn’t hold back. Her orgasm took over all thought, and she rode the waves as she rode Spike.

Spike took over from his position and started pumping his hips upward as he spilt his seed into her womb.

“FUCK! AHHH!!” He screamed and sat up as he held a panting Buffy, tightly in his arms. Spike tenderly kissed Buffy’s collarbone and lightly brushed his tongue across her jugular. He could sense the strength that flowed beneath the few layers of skin.

“Buffy, you are so amazing. I have never felt the passion that we have in all my lifetimes.” He said staring into her hazel eyes.

“I know… I mean… It is so different with you too… I feel so free and uninhibited when I’m with you.” She replied.




Elixir For The Undead Ch. 03



“I love you Buffy… there isn’t anything in this world that can change the way I feel about you. Let’s just hope your mum will accept it.”

“I know she will… Cause I love you, why shouldn’t she?”

The two cuddled together in the bed, the vampire held his slayer, until they both drifted off to sleep.

TBC……



Elixir For The Undead Ch. 04



Spike rolled over as he was wakened by a strange sound. He opened his eyes to look at Buffy and saw her with a smile on her face. Just as he was about to touch her shoulder and say something she started to giggle.

“What the…” he mused.

Then her giggling became a little bit louder. He then realized that she was still fast asleep. 

“Buffy,” he said quietly at first. “Buffy,” this time a little louder as he gently shook her shoulder.

Suddenly she woke startled by a big laugh and noticed that it was coming from her. She looked at her surroundings, then stared up at a bewildered Spike with a glint of curiosity in his eyes. He looked at the clock on her nightstand then back at her; it was just after 3:30 am.

“Was there somethin’ amusin' going on in your head Pet?” 

She looked at him with humour in her eyes and said, “You won’t believe this dream I just had.” She rolled over to face him and propped her pillow up to get a better view of his beautifully chiseled features.

“I had this dream that I was going for this test to become a Vampire.”

“And that was hilarious?” he asked confused.

“Well, not at first, no. But the funny thing is that I had to go for these interviews. Like a job sorta thing.”

“Maybe it was something you ate?” he teased. “You know what that can do to you before you go to bed. I should know, I‘ve done it many a nights in my day.” He shivered at the thought. “I once dreamt that I was volunteering for a blood clinic and Drusilla was on my back like on a horse an’ danglin’ blood bags in front of my nose as if they were carrots. I didn’t know why but my hands were tied and I couldn’t reach them. And there was my soddin’ poof of a sire asking me if I wanted to go to the beach. Bloody aggravatin’ if you ask me. Learned my lesson, I did.” 

Buffy slapped him playfully on the arm and said, “You are weird! Will you just listen? Anyway, so I go for these interviews and who is interviewing me? Willow, Tara, Giles, and my Mom.” She reached over to her nightstand to get a drink of water before she continued. “So in the interview I have to prove to them that I deserve to be turned. I tell them that I have always had a fascination with vampires ever since I was a little girl reading Anne Rice and Bram Stoker's Dracula plus all the movies that I have on video. So I have done all of my research which would make me a good candidate for becoming a vampire.” She started to giggle again just at the thought of telling the details of her dream to Spike.

“Get on wit’ it, I would like to get back to sleep ya know,” he told her as he tickled her rib cage.

“Ok! Ok!” she laughed. “So anyway, I leave the office and I am walking down this sidewalk, when all of a sudden Xander comes up to me and says, “Congratulations, you’re in”. I thought *Wow that’s all it takes?* of course anything can happen in your subconscious.”

“It’s a little bit more involved than that luv,” Spike drawled with a sexy grin on his face. Buffy looked at his lips and was thinking of kissing him at that moment, but then she didn’t want to lose her train of thought. 

“Stop that!” she teased as she felt his hand moving in slow circles on her stomach and hip. “Let me finish my story. Now where was I?”

“Xander came up to you and said you were in,” he said slightly exasperated. He was getting turned on, by listening to her story about being turned. He often thought of what she would look like in game face. It brought his attention back to her mouth since he realized that she was talking again.

“Yeah, and then I was handed these two bottles. One was like a bottle of cough syrup, and the other was a bottle of pills, ya know in the clear container you would get with a prescription of antibiotics or something? Well I remember looking at the bottles and reading the labels. Get this!” she giggled. “The first bottle read “Vampire Vitamins: Elixir for the Undead”!”  Right then, Buffy couldn’t contain the laughter that had been building throughout this reiteration of her dream.

Spike started to laugh at what he had just heard come out of her mouth. “Elixir for the Undead?” he cried. “You’ve got to be bloody kiddin’ me!”

When Buffy had calmed a bit she wiped the tears from her eyes and asked: “Do you wanna know what the other bottle said?”

“I can’t wait to hear it.” He stared at her, afraid of another outburst.

“Well I don’t think it’s as funny as the Elixir for the Undead, but it was a bottle of pills with a tag explaining that it was a vitamin B complex to be taken once a day with nightly feeding until finished. Fresh Blood Only!” she said and started to laugh again. 

“Ya know, I didn’t know that vampires were so health conscious,” she mused. “Do you have a good benefits plan that I don't know about?” 

The couple started off again with thunderous laughter, until they were too tired and Buffy’s face and stomach hurt from all the effort. She curled up against Spike and they slowly went back to sleep with periodic giggles coming from both of them every now and again. Then there was just the sound of one steady heartbeat in slumber.

*****

The next day Buffy walked into the Magic Box to see her watcher and friends gathered doing research on the Bolvarga demon. 

"So, any more news on this Bulgaria demon?" Buffy asked the gang. 

"Bolvarga demon, and yes, you got here just in time." Giles replied. "We have found that this demon needs the organs of young children to survive and we have noticed that a few children's hospitals in the San Francisco area have been in the news for mysterious brutal killings of children." Giles explained. 

"So where's my plane ticket and when does my flight leave for San Francisco?" Buffy stated taking charge. 

"Well, since you have asked. I would like you and Spike to go to San Francisco as soon as the sun sets. The flight is about 1 hour & 20 minutes so I will give you the maps of the area that this creature has been attacking. Buffy, you must kill it by beheading it." Giles enforced. 

"Well, how do I clear my weapons through airport security check? I'm sure I won't run into the customs genie to grant us passage with my nice sharp axe here?" She said sarcastically. 

"That's where I come in." Willow interjected. "I will provide a spell for your weapons. When they go through the x-ray, they will look like tennis rackets and other sports equipment. 

"Wow! That's great… But what about Dawn…? Who will stay with her while both my mom and I are out of the city? My mom doesn't come home for another week." Buffy asked. 

"Don't worry Buffy, she can stay with us, until you get back." Tara replied. 

"Okay then, all is set… All I need is my boyfriend to put on some sunscreen and we can get going." Buffy confirmed the remaining details with Giles to learn of the Bolvarga's patterns, strengths and weaknesses. She got some of the weapons that she would need as Willow did the spell. 

"Buffy, this spell should last 72 hours, so hopefully you will be back by then… If not you can call me and I will tell you what to do." Willow explained. 

"Alrighty then… I'm off. Take care of Dawn, and if you need me, you know where I'll be. Buffy replied. 

"Ah Buffy?" Giles stated, "Do be careful." 

"I will, besides, I have a vampire on my side." The slayer smiled warmly, then turned and walked out the door. 

TBC…………



Elixir For The Undead Ch. 05



Sitting at their gate at Los Angeles International Airport, the sun had set 1 hour ago. The airlines made the announcement, 

"Attention all passengers, American Airlines, flight 726 will be boarding rows 20-30, as well as any passengers who are travelling today in our business class section, along with any passengers who are travelling with small children or who need extra time boarding, please line up at gate 12." 

"Well Spike, I guess you can say this is our first trip together, to bad it isn't a real vacation." Buffy said laying her head on his shoulder. 

"Yeah pet, a real vacation would be nice, but I wouldn't chose San Francisco as my travel destination." Spike answered her a bit too flippantly. 

"What's wrong with San Francisco? Awww, did Spikey Wikey leave his heart there?" Buffy teased. 

"NO!" Spike gave her a side-ways glance; "I have my reasons… An' an' I don't care to share at this moment…" He looked around to see if anyone was looking at him. 

Buffy could swear that if he had live blood coursing through his veins, he would be blushing at this moment. 

"But…" Buffy interjected, but then the announcement for the next set of rows came over the loud speaker. 

"Rows 15-30 eh? What row are we in Spike?" Buffy left it alone for now… she would find out one way or another what he was hiding. 

Spike checked the tickets and replied, "Row 14 seats A & B. Oh luv, can I sit by the window, huh can I, can I?" Spike asked as if he was 6 years old, instead of his 126 years. 

"Ok…" She laughed. "But just as long as I can have the window seat on the way back." 

"Deal!! I get the window, I get the window." Spike said all happy, in a singsong voice. 

"Attention all passengers, American Airlines is now boarding flight 726 rows 10-30, please line up at gate 12." 

That's us luv." Spike said and leaned in closer; "Do you think this fake passport will work?" 

"I don't see why not. We are using your real first name, and since Giles had made it appear like you were related, I guess being British and all... You are an American citizen named William Giles." Buffy couldn't hold back the giggle that escaped her lips. 

"That's right Slayer… Laugh it up!! You are now married to William Giles, you are now stuck with that name until death do us part." Spike said jokingly. 

The two `newlyweds' got to the seats with no trouble, Spike in the window and Buffy in the aisle seat. 

As the plane taxied down the runway, the slayer and the vampire played their parts better than either would have wanted to admit. Within minutes, the plane was off the ground, when Spike looked over at Buffy and whispered, 

"So honey bunches… Have you ever become a member of the Mile High Club?" 

Buffy gave Spike a weird look and said a little to loudly, "The what? Mile High Club? What's that?" 

Spike just gave her the all too familiar look of arousal as he directed his eyes to the bathroom at the back of the plane. 

"The Captain has just turned off the seat belt sign and I forgot that I have to use the loo." He said with a devilish grin. 

Spike got up and stepped over Buffy's feet and headed to the plane's rear lavatory. 

Buffy sat there for a few seconds before she realized, "Hey wait a minute… Vampires don't go to the bathroom!" She turned and saw Spike eyeing her with a predator's desire. 

"Um yeah! I need to go to the loo too!!" With heat flushing her cheeks, Buffy undid her seat belt to follow the vampire's footsteps. 

*****

The couple snuck into the lavatory without being noticed by other passengers,

“Why Slayer, aren’t we the adventurous one?” Spike said pinning Buffy against the door. His gaze never leaving her eyes as he began exploring underneath her top.

Buffy sighed as Spike found her nipple and teased it to hardness. 

“So this Mile High Club… Have you received your member ship card yet?” Buffy asked pulling Spike closer to grind her hips to his.

“Not yet luv! Never wanted to join until now!” With that, Spike shut them both up with a searing kiss.

Buffy’s hands were roaming over Spike’s denim-clad ass and up to pull his black tee out to get access to his back.

Spike was not idle himself, while trying to get Buffy out of her pants as well.

Buffy pulled away from Spike to get some air.

“Um… How are we…? Um… gonna do this?”

Spike stopped what he was doing and looked around the cramped space.

“I have a brilliant idea!” Spike said with a Cheshire cat grin. He turned around to put the lid down on the toilet seat and unzipped his jeans to free his rigid shaft.

“I like it when little Spikey wants to come out and play!” Buffy said stroking Spike the way he liked it.

With a few more strokes, Buffy slid her pants down around her ankles and with her back to Spike, she proceeded to impale herself on his erection.

Spike took the liberty of playing with her breasts, while Buffy chose the rhythm. At first it was slow and sensual, but with Spike’s hands free he helped quicken the pace. Spike carefully parted Buffy’s legs so that he could get access to her centre.

Buffy was raking her nails on the top of Spike’s forearms, and helping him guide his fingers to her clit.

With Spike letting Buffy guide him, he found it so erotic that she was pleasuring herself through him.

Buffy flexed her vaginal muscles, which meant that it wouldn’t be long before she would climax. 

Spike turned her head so that he would be able to muffle her cries with his mouth.

Soon the two were rocking with their intense orgasms and slowly came back to the real world of the airplane bathroom and a passenger knocking on the door.

“Hey, are you okay in there?”

Spike and Buffy stared in shock at the door, as if frozen in time. Then they both scrambled as best as possible to get composed of themselves.

“What are we gonna do Spike?” Buffy said terrified, thinking that the whole plane full of passengers knew what they were doing.

“Don’t worry Pet! Leave it to me.” He said trying to calm her down, he turned around and flushed the toilet. Spike unlocked the door and ushered his ‘wife’ out of the bathroom.

“Sorry mate. My wife is pregnant and isn’t doing so well with the flight. And they say morning sickness only happens in the morning… Piffle…”

Spike smiled and patted the confused passenger on the shoulder and walked back to his seat as a cabin attendant was coming up the aisle,

“Oh miss, can you get my lovely wife a can of Ginger-ale to ease her stomach? Much obliged.”

Buffy watched the whole routine in awe. She had to bite the inside of her cheek to stop from bursting out with laughter.

“That was amazing! You think pretty quickly on your feet… I thought I was gonna lose it when I saw the look on that guy’s face when you patted him on the shoulder.

“Yeah… Well he is pretty lucky that I didn’t vamp out, then he may not have made it to relieve himself.” Spike replied settling himself in his seat.

Before they knew it, the plane was descending into San Francisco Airport.

“I hope we can scope out the area of the children’s hospitals. Oh maybe, can we go by the wharf to see the sea lions on the pier?” Buffy asked.

“We’ll see, we will have to go drop some things off at the motel once we get the rental car. I don’t want to spend more time here than we have to Pet!” Spike cut off rather abruptly.

Buffy just stared at him, wondering what bothered him about San Francisco.

TBC…



Elixir For The Undead Ch. 06



The two blondes got out of the rental car at San Francisco Memorial Children’s Hospital about an hour after landing. Buffy thought to herself that it was sure lucky that they didn’t have any trouble with security.

“Where do you think we should start?” The vampire asked breaking into her thoughts.

“I think we should start by talking to the doctors who head the Organ Transplants Center. The news clips state one doctor… Um… Dr. Shapiro… Yeah, that’s it. He gave a statement for the Hospital.” Buffy reiterated.

“Good idea Slayer… How do we find him?” Spike asked.

Buffy walked ahead of Spike, into the lobby of the hospital and up to the front desk. 

“Hi there. I was wondering if you could help me? I’m looking for a Dr. Shapiro?” Buffy asked the nurse.

“May I ask what this is regarding?” The nurse inquired.

“My colleague and I are investigative reporters from Los Angeles and we are doing a story on the strange events regarding the brutal murders at this and other hospitals in the area, and we would like to talk to the doctor who has been giving statements to the media. Is that possible?” Buffy finished.

“One moment please… I will see if the doctor is available… May I have your names please and agency that you are from?” Asked the nurse.

Buffy looked at Spike with wide eyes, pleading for him to think of something, then Spike gave a dashing smile to the nurse and said,

“I’m William Giles, and this is Elizabeth Summers, we both work for the LA Tribune.” 

“Have a seat and I will see if I can contact the doctor for you.”

Spike and Buffy took a seat in the waiting area. There were a few patients in the waiting room hoping to be seen next.

Spike noticed a woman sitting opposite him with a towel, all bloodied, around her hand. He sniffed the air, smelling antiseptic and blood and death all around him. He narrowed his senses to the blood that was no more than 3 feet away from him. He heard his stomach growl from the heady scent of the blood. He had to close his eye to calm the demon in him.

Buffy saw the torment in Spike, she put her hand on his shoulder and he stared back at her as if her was going to faint.

“Are you okay Spike? Do you want to go outside for a breather?” she gave him a half smile.

“Yeah Pet! I think I need it at the moment. ‘Sides I need a smoke.” The vampire got up to leave the hospital, and the blood that he couldn’t indulge in.

Buffy watched as he walked through the automatic doors and veer left to the side of the building.

“Ms Summers?” The nurse called out.

“Yes?” Buffy got up to walk over to the front desk.

“The doctor won’t be able to see you now, but he can make an appointment with you for tomorrow at 11 am.” 

“Oh. I guess that will have to do. Thank you for your help. My associate may not be able to make it… he has to develop some film… But I will be able to. See you tomorrow.” Buffy responded all disappointed and turned to leave when the nurse stopped her.

“Um.. Ms Summers? I’m going to be taking my break momentarily if you would like to meet out back around the D wing of the hospital. I might have some news that you and your colleague may be interested in.” The nurse lowered her voice so that only Buffy would hear.

“Oh really. Um ok… I just have to go get my colleague and we can meet you out back in say… 10 minutes?” Buffy sounded intrigued with what this woman might have to say. “Nurse..ahh..”

“Tracey Logan.” The nurse replied.

Buffy smiled and went to go see if Spike was doing any better.

Nurse Logan watched the Slayer disappear out the hospital doors, as she laughed to herself in the demonic voice that had taken over her body,

“Yes slayer… I will meet you out back… it will be the last meeting that you will ever encounter…”

And the nurse/Bolvarga demon slipped out the back entrance to hide in the shadows and await the battle.

*****

Outside she found Spike sitting on a bench having a cigarette; he looked up when he heard her approach.

“How’s it goin’? Are you alright Spike?” She asked with concern on her face.

“Yeah, it just gets me every now & then… The smell of human blood… I couldn’t stand to be sitting that close and not do anything… I’m sorry Slayer; I can’t help what I am… It’s what I’m supposed to do…” He trailed off, taking a long hard drag off his smoke and staring off into the opposite direction.

“I know Spike, I know it’s hard for you, but you were able to fight the urge in there… You walked away, and you can’t tell me that was anything but courageous.” Buffy soothed.

“Yeah.” Spike replied, not sure if she was telling the truth.

“Yeah, I think there are very few people who can walk away from temptation, especially when it’s dangling right in front of your face. Spike look at me.” Buffy put her hand on his face in order to make him look into her eyes. “I’ve seen such a change in you over the last few months, that it seems you have more soul inside you than ever… And plus without the pesky curse to boot.” She gave Spike a kiss on his nose and said, “Ok, we have to go around to the “D” wing corridor. That nurse may be able to help us out. Are you ok to join me?”

Yeah.. I’m good now.” Spike stamped put his cigarette and gave his woman a hug. “Let’s get this show on the road! I need to work off this energy”

“Well… depending on how late we will be with Nurse Tracey… we may be able to work it off at the hotel…” The slayer grabbed the vampire’s hand as they walked toward the back of the hospital.

As Buffy and Spike were heading toward the D wing alleyway, they noticed it was empty.

“I wonder where she is?” Buffy questioned.

“Maybe she got held up at the front desk?” Spike answered.

They looked around the dimly lit alley to see industrial garbage bins, smoke butts, and broken panels that looked like they were from the apparatus to view X-ray negatives.

After they finished scoping out the place out, the door opened to the hospital and out walked Nurse Logan.

“Spike, this is Tracey Logan,” turning back to face Tracey, Buffy said, “Ok, what can you tell us?”

The demon started to say in the voice of the stolen identity of the nurse “I… I… wanted to tell you that…” Now the fully morphing into the Bolvarga demon visage, “You are going to die tonight Slayer!” Taking a swing at Buffy’s head.

Buffy was startled for a brief second to see the change from woman to beast, before she ducked out of the way of the demon’s arm.

“I don’t think so mate,” Spike ground out before sending a kick into the demon’s mid-rift.

Buffy took in the appearance of the beast, it was scaly, yet slime. It looked to be over 6 ½ feet tall, its eyes were red orbs and it’s arms were long and at the end of the looked to be sharp talons. She figured that is how it would dissect the victims.


Buffy came up with a left hook, spun around with a kick to the Bolvarga’s head. The Bolvarga demon didn’t even look like it was being affected by the assault.

Buffy remembered the only way to kill this thing was to behead it. Letting Spike take out his energy on the beast, Buffy tried to find something sharp, since they had left the big weapons in the car. She had spotted the x-ray panels leaning against the wall.

“Those will have to do!” she said grabbing the biggest piece and yelling to Spike, “Duck!” He did and the demon turned in surprise to see this sharp glass fly through the air to slice off its head. The monster teetered a bit before it fell in two pieces to the ground. The greenish-blue liquid that oozed from the demon’s neck bubbled like acid once it hit the ground.

“Well I guess we don’t have to go visit any other hospitals tonight eh Pet?” Spike surmised.

“Nope,” she answered, wiping the beads of sweat off her brow, “I guess this means more time for sightseeing in “lovely” San Francisco!”

“Yeah! ‘Lovely!’” Spike replied his voice dripping with sarcasm; he quickly changed the subject, “So... Luv… What do we do with this mess?”

“Well, we could burn it in the garbage bin, but then I don’t really want to draw attention to the hospital with this. Hmmm… I say we take it to that forest that was a few miles back and bury it… I think that will be our best bet… I’m sure we can find something in these bins to carry it outta here. Why don’t you go get the car and bring it back her… It’s a good thing we got the car with lotsa trunk-space.

TBC...



Elixir For The Undead Ch. 07



After they disposed of the demon, Buffy and Spike headed back to the hotel to call Giles and let him know what happened. While Buffy was on the phone, Spike had decided to take first dibs on the shower.

When Buffy was finishing up in the bathroom, Spike got the room sun proofed with the extra blankets from the hotel closet.

"Slayer, are you done in there?" Spike asked from the bed, "You don't need to do your hair if I'm gonna mess it up anyway." The last part said under his breath.

Buffy peaked out the bathroom door with a towel wrapped around her body. 

"Spike... Who says I will let you mess my hair?" 

"Oh... I didn't think you heard that..." He smiled cheekily.

"Oh I heard you alright... I do have slayer hearing you know... And besides... Since we are both fresh and clean from the demon 'gook', I don't think I feel like getting all sweaty and icky again..." She knew she was bating Spike. The look on his face was priceless, if he actually thought she didn't want to have sex. Buffy decided to toy with him a bit longer.

"I mean," she said walking into the room making sure her towel would unhook by the time she was at the base of the bed, "Do you think that I could be in the mood after dissecting that slimy gross beast?"

Spike's mouth gaped as she teased him by trailing her hand from her neck, slowly moving down through the valley between her breasts, stopping and circling them absent-mindedly, knowing that she was driving him insane with lust.

"Please Spike... You must know me by now..." With that she pounced on the bed with a big smile on her face, attacking his mouth with fervor.

"I knew you didn't mean it Slayer... since I can smell your arousal a mile away!" Spike confirmed as he dipped his fingers into her wetness.

Buffy sighed as she felt his talented fingers inside her. Spike rolled her over and lapped up the droplets of water from her shower on her skin. Buffy lay back to enjoy the treatment she was receiving, stretching her arms above her head, and grabbing the headboard. 

Spike stopped his ministrations, to peer up at his woman, his mate... He decided he was going to take his time with pleasing her tonight! The night was for them and no one else at this moment.

Spike started caressing her fingertips, down to the palm of her hand. Down her wrist with a feather-like touch to her elbow.

All the while Buffy lay still with her eyes closed. 

"Such determination to lay still Pet?" Spike asked, "Why don't we up the stakes a little... No pun intended...."

Buffy opened her eyes... a scared look came across her features... "Um, Spike... What did you have in mind?"

"Well, I wager that I can make you cum without touching you... where it counts that is..."

"You've got to be kidding me!" Buffy said with amazement in her voice.

"That's right! So are you game?" He asked with a raised brow.

"What would be the reward?" Buffy asked, pondering the proposition in her head.

"Well... it could be breakfast in bed for a week." He replied.

"Breakfast? Yeah... and what would you make me huh? Blood pudding? Blood sausage?" Buffy joked.

"Now, now Slayer... I might add that I'm a very good cook when I need to be..." Spike defended himself.

"OK, ok... You're on. Prepare to make my eggs sunny side up, and cinnamon toast, thank you very much."

Spike was always up for a dare, especially if it was anything sexual, more so including his Slayer. He went back to her elbow and started circling it with his fingertips, then turning her arm so that he could kiss the inside crease. His tongue snaking out to her vein.

Down he went toward her armpit, passed her supple mounds, he lingered on her rib cage. His fingers traced each rib from side to midriff then over to the opposite side.

Buffy's breathing was becoming labored, but more so to keep from letting Spike know that she was ticklish around her tummy.

Spike knew Buffy was ticklish, but he had to make sure to find all the pressure points for female orgasm.

Before the Boxer Rebellion, Spike had eaten an acupuncturist, but had learned a few things about pressure points and massage techniques that would bring any woman to orgasm. No one would ever say that 'William the Bloody' was a selfish lover!

He knew that he had found one of the points around Buffy's belly button; by the way she was arching her hips. He trailed down her body, passing her centre of desire. His fingers lightly massaged her thighs down to the tender flesh behind her knee, there Spike knew would send her over the edge.

Buffy couldn't believe that she was experiencing this pleasure, and that he hadn't even caressed her breasts or entered her. She was tempted to let her own fingers do the walking, but she knew that Spike would call all bets off if he had noticed that she was helping herself along.

Spike found the area behind her legs that needed to be manipulated. In less than a minute Buffy was reeling from her climax, her hips bucking and her head tossing from side to side.

"How the hell did you do that??? I mean... WOW!! But God! WOW!!" She cried, trying to clear the stars from her vision.

Spike just had a big smirk on his face and said "Well luv, ancient Chinese secret!" Then crawled up her body. "I'm glad I was able to take the doubt out of your eyes!"

"I didn't doubt you Spike!! Well maybe for a minute! I will never doubt you again! She replied. "Oh... And by the way, I like my blood heated to 98.6... 'Thank you very much'." He said coining her phrase.

The two kissed deeply, which lead to the more traditional style of lovemaking.

*****

Spike was running... Running to find shelter. Looking every which way to hide from the dawn.

"Holy Shit!" He cried, as he saw for the first time in over 100 years the sunrise reaching the horizon. With nowhere to hide, he just stood still to await his impending doom.

He tried to shield himself with his duster, then realized that clouds started to form as a storm wad brewing over the skyline to protect him from the UV rays.

Squinting, even though the storm clouds had saved him, Spike stared out to see the world in its waking hours. What he saw was ocean to the left of him and cliffs that went on for miles up the coast. 

Spike walked along the road, cliff side, smelling the ocean air and kicking at the stones on the road. The wind blowing at his duster was also howling in his ears.

On he walked, discovering odd things in his travels up the coastal highway. He came upon a scooter, not the ones that are a poor excuse for a motorbike, but the kind that looks like a giant roller skate. He figured that at least every young boy would ask for one at Christmas from Santa... He snickered to himself at that thought.

He picked it up; it was all shiny, silver plating with red rubber wheels. He proceeded to take it for a spin. Pushing with his left foot, he balanced with his right.

* Push *

* Push *

It was getting harder as he headed up hill, around the mountain. Once at the lookout point, Spike noticed a gap in the road.

He felt like he was in the Roadrunner cartoons, with he being Wylie Coyote, about to be snookered by his own trap, foiled by the roadrunner.

The gap was no more than 10 feet across. He was sure that he could make it. Spike went to assess the distance up close as well as peer down to see what lay beneath.

He put the scooter down and stood back about 30 feet from the edge. He turned to see Buffy sitting on a rock by the cliff's edge.

"Go on Spike, I think you can make it." Buffy reassured him.

He started to run as fast as he could, getting the momentum to cross the roadway.

At the point of where he would leap, he stopped. Stopped dead in his tracks. Blood sweat lightly covering his forehead, he looked down again to see distance below.

Again he walked back 30 paces to where he began, Buffy was still sitting, watching, waiting, to see what he would do.

"I have faith in you Spike, you will do the right thing!" She said matter-of-factly.

Spike looked at her, as if he didn't recognize the person who was speaking.

Concentrating his thoughts on the leap ahead, he tried again. Lifting one foot, then the other, it seemed that all he was waiting for was someone to yell in his mind "On your mark. Get set. Go!" And he did.

Muscled thighs working to maximum strength, arms pumping back and forth, he reaches the edge with barely enough time to stop himself from falling over the cliff. Bits of dust and gravel float off the cliff, he watches the dust carried off on the wind.

He feels a tap on his shoulder, he turns to see Buffy, and intrigued she asks,

"Spike? Why don't you just jump? Aren't you ready to take the plunge?" She questioned.

Spike grimaces, then replies,

"Not too big on the 300 foot drop."

Spike woke up abruptly, looking at his surroundings, getting his bearings. He sees Buffy sleeping soundly next to him, with a quiet snore escaping her.

"Bloody Hell!" He whispers to himself, then curls up next to his beloved and slowly falls back into slumber.

TBC... 



Elixir For The Undead Ch. 08



Buffy had walked into the hotel room after 2 PM, getting some food for her and some blood from the local butcher shop for Spike. Making sure that she didn't expose him to any of the deadly rays of the sun, she closed the door behind her. Luckily the sun was at its peak so there wasn't any direct sunlight getting into the room.

Spike was still asleep in the bed; Buffy thought how cute he looked so peaceful... Just like a cherub... NOT! She thought to herself.

She sat on the side of the bed and turned on the side table light... 

Spike quickly reacted to the harsh light, by lifting the blankets over his eyes and turning to face the opposite direction.

"Wake up sleepy head... I have a surprise for you!" Buffy said pulling down the blanket from his eyes.

"Ma I don't wanna go to school today!" The vampire said sleepily into the pillow.

"Spike... Be a good boy and get up... You can't sleep all the day away..." She said putting down her parcels on the floor and ruffling his already tousled hair.

"Yes I can... Remember... Sunlight... Does the body bad!" He turned looking at her with half opened eyes. Unless you have other activities in mind." He replied with a sly grin, running his hand up her denim-clad thigh.

"Maybe later lover boy, but I think you should drink this." Pulling out the pig's blood from the paper bag. "You're a growing boy... you need your nourishment." She said with a chuckle.

Spike sat up to take a look at the container, 

"Where did you get this? It's not like it's available like a hot dog vendor on a street corner... Ohhh... The good ol' days... Eating the hot dog vendor at Sunnydale stadium before the big game of '97." He laughed. " Oh Slayer... Just kidding." When he saw the look on her face, he decided to leave it at that.

Buffy knew that Spike had some hesitation about being in San Francisco, she thought it better, to just come out with it.

"So do you think we will be able to do some venturing out into this lovely city at sundown?"

"Slayer... I know you want to go out gallivanting, but I... I..." Spike ran his fingers through his hair, "Bloody Hell!!" Spike relented. "Ok... will you promise not to laugh?" He asked.

"Um... Yeah... Sure." Buffy replied, the giggles already rising to the surface.

"Ok..." He took a deep un-needed breath. "Alright then... This is not my first time in San Francisco. I was here in the early 80's."

"Oh... Really?" She sounded surprised.

Spike continued, "Yeah well one night I was told that a Slayer was in town and that another vampire gang wanted to recruit me to kill her, since they had heard of 'William The Bloody' who killed 2 Slayers. She was a tough littl' bint... Well not as tough as you."

"No one is as tough as me!" Buffy interjected.

"Yeah well, anyway, I had a tip that she was gonna be at this club on King St and 3rd Ave., the club was called the Devil's Playground. It sounded like a great place for my kind to hang out... But it wasn't that at all." Spike paused trying to get through this ordeal.

"Buffy said, "Go on."

Spike resumed his story, "Well I went to this club, and I swear Slayer, I shoulda known when I walked in the door what type of place it was... They were playing Dancing Queen by Abba! I walked into a gay bar... Before I could turn around to leave knowing I must've come in to the wrong place... This bloke came up to me and said, 'Hey Sweetie, haven't seen you here before! How's about a dance? I see you like leather cupcake, so do I!' Well I just turned to look at the fellow and said 'Sorry Mate... You're not my type!' and I flashed my game face at him, with the lights flashing... I'm sure it really made the poor guy give up the drug that I could smell permeating his skin."

Buffy remarked, "So lemme guess... You were outta there faster than you could say 'Mamma Mia'?"

"You've got that right pet! Not that his blood wouldn't have been a good high for me... I was hungry for slayer blood! Well at the time I was..." Spike replied.

Buffy tried to suppress her laughter, but it was no good. She burst out laughing so hard, and when she tried to catch her breath, she snorted. "Oh very attractive Slayer!!" Spike said rolling his eyes, "And thanks for not laughing..."

The vampire fed up with the Slayer's display; he grabbed her in a headlock and gave her a noogey.

"Ahhhh Spike! I give up!" Buffy screamed.

"Yeah Slayer this is what you get for laughing at my misery!" Spike teased.

"Ok! Ok!" Buffy settled her giggles just in time to mention, "Well all I can say is I don't really blame the guy... You do have a cute butt!!"

Spike turned his head to glance down at his rear end; "You really think so? Well you just remember that it's no one's ass, but yours!" He said giving Buffy a peck on her forehead. "Thanks Luv!" So off they went to enjoy their last night in San Francisco.

*****

Elixir for the Undead

Chapter 16

Giles and Xander had picked up the couple at the airport; they were waiting for the report from Buffy, since they didn't want to discuss too much over the phone. The ride back to 1630 Revello was full of detail of the battle and the hospitals in the area that had experienced the problems of the Bolvarga demon.

"Yeah, Tracey didn't even have a chance. The Bolvarga demon must have shapeshifted or something to take over her person." Buffy reiterated to her one time watcher.

Looking over at Spike sitting next to her in the back seat, she said quietly, "So are you gonna spend the night? OR are you going to go back to the crypt?"

"Well, there is no place that I would rather be for the next 100 years is in your bed." He said with one of his dazzling smiles.

"I think that can be arranged." Giles dropped them off and said, 

"Buffy, meet me at the Magic Box tomorrow and we can document this in full."

"Ok Giles, see you then." Buffy and Spike grabbed their bags and they proceeded to walk up the front step and Buffy was about to put her key in the lock, when her mother opened the door.

"Mom?" She said with disbelief. ~ Oh my God! ~, She thought. ~ Was my mother supposed to come home this weekend? ~ Buffy went through this routine in her mind trying to remember when her mother was supposed to come home from her business trip. "I didn't know that you were coming home so soon".

Spike stared on and wondered if Joyce had known about his and Buffy's relationship.

Buffy walked into the house and embraced her mother. Joyce kissed her daughter on the cheek and said,

"Oh I got home yesterday. Mr. Giles told me that you had to go to San Francisco. So did you slay your demon?"

At that Spike coughed out a laugh.

Buffy just gave him a threatening look. ~ Watch it deadboy! ~ She thought to herself.

"Hello Spike, how are you? I just boiled some water, would you guys like some cocoa? I have the marshmallows that you like Spike." Joyce genuinely smiled at the vampire.

"Not for me mom!" Buffy said.

Spike interjected at the same moment, "Love some Joyce. Thanks for askin'."

Which won him another glare from the Slayer.

"So Mom, how was your trip?" Buffy asked to delay her story about Spike for awhile longer.

"Oh it was great! I was able to buy these artifacts from Ancient Rome. Artifacts that date back to..." Joyce poured the water into the mugs as she continued her tale. All the while, the 2 blondes sat on one side of the island holding hands beneath the counter.

"Wow Mom! It sounds like it was a really great find." Buffy said trying to sound like she was paying attention.

"So you two, aside from San Francisco, how is Dawn? Anything else happen while I was gone?"

Buffy stared at Spike. Her mouth was agape. She looked at her mom and said,

"Mom, Dawn is fine, she should actually be home tomorrow, depending on she hasn't annoyed Willow and Tara in the process. But you might say that other things have changed since you've been gone... Um... Well... You know that when you work with someone a while, they totally are one way at first, but then they do a 180 and they change our perception? For the better that is."

"Buffy, I think I understand what you are saying? You have feelings for Xander?" Joyce stated.

"WHAT??? NO!! N-O!! That isn't it at all!! Buffy exclaimed.

Spike nearly fell off the chair in laughter.

Buffy just stared at him, 

"Sure you think that's really funny dontcha 'Pasty White Boy'."

"Hey I owe you... Dancing Queen... Remember?" Spike retorted.

Joyce saw the way her daughter and the vampire interacted and put 2+2 together. Slowly a smile crept on her face.

"Ahhh, it's not Xander, it's Spike, Mom. Spike and I have become close... Really close since you've been gone."

Buffy felt confident in her heart that Joyce would understand... ~ Besides, she likes Spike... Doesn't she?? ~

"Well, I must say that I'm a little surprised. Since I didn't think that you would ever date another vampire." Joyce commented.

"Joyce, I just want you to know that there isn't anything that I wouldn't do for Buffy. I would never hurt her. I would kill myself first!" Spike finished his speech and took a gulp of the hot cocoa.

"I know Spike. I could see how you've been feeling about my daughter for some time now. Really, I am happy for you both, it's just I think I'm in a little shock and I just need to get used to the idea.

"Well Mom, we can talk about that." Buffy said.

"Um... Listen... I'm gonna skidaddle... Let you two catch up in your motherly/daughterly ways." Spike said feeling the need to leave this situation to his beloved, and get a beer down at Willy's.

"Spike you don't have to go!" Joyce said, feeling guilty all of a sudden.

"It's alright, I gotta go check on some things anyway." He walked over to kiss Buffy lovingly on the mouth. Briefly, so as not to make Joyce feel uncomfortable.

Buffy whispered her 'thank you' to Spike for being so understanding, and said, 

"Bye, I will see you tomorrow." 

"I will be counting the minutes 'til sundown Pet!" And then he was gone.

Buffy stared at her mom as if an atom bomb were about to explode.

"Mom, I know what you are gonna say..." Buffy hesitated, "But don't. I love Spike and I know he loves me. I assure you that I know what I'm doing, and that I've never been happier."

Joyce's expression softened at her eldest daughter.

"Buffy, I guess it's just not something I would have expected... Not after Angel."

TBC...



Elixir For The Undead Ch. 09



The silence in the room was deafening. Buffy sat on the living room sofa beside her mother. Buffy knew by the look on her mother’s face that she was having a hard time dealing with her and Spike being together.

“He’s not Angel mom! Besides, Angel and I are ~SO~ over! HE has a new life in LA, that doesn’t include me, unless it has to do with Slaying.” Buffy explained.

“Buffy, are you sure you know what you are doing? It’s not as if you can grow old together, have children, or even have a normal life together.” Joyce reasoned.

“I understand what you are saying, but really mom, let’s face it… I’m not gonna have a normal life! I’m the Slayer, and nowhere in the handbook does it say that I will have a normal life. If even a life at all… Technically I’m not supposed to be alive now!!!” Buffy said spastically.

“Buffy, calm down… I guess I’m just being a little over protective… If Spike makes you happy, then that’s all I can ask for.” Joyce said, reaching over to cup her daughter’s chin, “I love you Buffy!”

“I love you too mom!” She replied.

*****

The next morning, Buffy met up with Giles at the magic box to document the details of the Bolvarga demon, and do some training in the back workout room.

After a few hours, Buffy was getting bored. She was getting restless for her vampire. Looking at the clock, it was 2 hours before sundown,

“I guess it wouldn’t hurt to go see if Spike is awake…” She said to herself. Toweling herself off, she headed to the cemetery, and to her lover’s crypt.

Buffy quietly opened the door to the crypt and didn’t hear any noise, she noticed that Spike wasn’t watching TV, so she crept downstairs. There he was… sleeping like a baby… Of course he was naked underneath the sheets, she could tell by the outline of his sculpted body beneath.

Buffy silently removed her clothing and got on to the bed, trying not to wake Spike. Unfortunately, he knew she was there from the moment she walked down the steps, but he was going to play her game the way she wanted to… For now…

Buffy peeled back the sheets to discover her theory was correct – he was naked. Getting adventurous, she took his semi-hard penis in her hand and started massaging. After a minute, it was hard as a rock, and funny enough, the vampire didn’t stir…

At that moment, Buffy took Spike’s manhood into her mouth and gently started sucking. It was at that point that she felt a hand at the back of her head gently caressing her… She looked up to see Spike looking at her with sleep and lust in his eyes. He moaned as Buffy continued her work, licking and sucking up and down his length, going deeper with every downward action. Grabbing his balls delicately, she massaged them to increase his pleasure. Circling the tip of his hardness with her tongue, she nibbled the head, making Spike growl with desire.

“Oh god Buffy! Keep doing that!!! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!” He hissed.

Buffy obliged until Spike couldn’t take anymore. He grabbed Buffy up to his mouth for a searing kiss. Their tongues entwined, hands roaming, bodies writhing. Buffy was grinding her pelvis against Spike’s; she slowly inserted him inside her womb.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!” They both moan into each other’s mouths. Buffy started to rise her hips to begin the pleasure that they both know so well. 

“Why does this always feel like it’s the first time when we are together?” Buffy said in ecstasy.

“God luv! I don’t know… I just think our bodies are meant for no one else but us.” Spike replied, as he kissed her neck lovingly.

“Mmmmm, that gives me goose bumps… I soooo love that…. Mmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!” She said, then nuzzled his neck as well.

The pace quickened in their lovemaking, Buffy was on the verge of cumming, Spike wriggled a hand between their bodies to play with her clit, he knew it was all she needed…

“Oh my God!!! Sppiiikkkeeee!!! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!” Buffy rode Spike hard as if the waves of her orgasm took her.

Spike wasn’t ready to cum; he flipped Buffy over doggy style so that he could pound into her from behind, since he always had a thing for her beautiful ass.

Buffy liked the feel of Spike having the control this way. She knew that if she positioned her hips just so, Spike’s balls would slap her clit… God she loved fucking her vampire! She thought to herself.

Spike pumped and pounded her with all the passion he could give; he squeezed her firm globes of her ass as he drove into her.

“Ahhhhh Buffy!!!!! I’m cummin’!! I’m gonna cum so harrrrdddd!!! Ahhhhhh!!”

Spike collapsed on to her back… kissing her skin, across her shoulder blades, up her neck, nibbling with his blunt teeth.

Buffy’s breathing returned to normal as Spike pulled out of her. He settled down beside her, taking her into his arms kissing his beloved with a tender kiss.

“That was so wonderful. Will you make love to me like that forever?” Buffy asked in her afterglow.

“You bet luv!! So I guess all I have to ask is…. Will you marry me?”

Buffy jerked away, sitting up on one elbow, her hand on his chest…

“Oh my God Spike… Really?” She exclaimed.

Spike rolled over to his dresser drawer and pulled out little ring box, and opened it up to Buffy.

“Does this look like I’m serious?” He replied with one of his million dollar smiles.

“Yes Spike! YES!! I love you!! I love you!!” Buffy screamed with delight and showered Spike with kisses all over his face.

“Careful Pet, let me see, so I can put this on your finger.”

“Oh, ok!” Buffy watched the diamond ring go on her finger, by the man who made her the happiest woman in the world.

“Oh Spike, it’s beautiful!! I love you Spike.” 

“I love you too Buffy!”

And the couple kissed in agreements their love for each other.

The End