Authors note: I don't own anything, but the new people and demons. And the idea is mine. All mine, which I think is pretty awesome, if I do say so myself. Please enjoy. RandR if you want. Whatever.
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She walked alone on the dark street. The lampposts did not even help her find her way through the night, but she knew where she was going. She had no extra stakes hidden in her clothes or any bottles of holy water stashed in her purse; it was just simply her.
Her destination was the same as every night that month, for that's when he found her out. He was surprised, naturally. He couldn't believe that all that gossip at Willey's was about her. He thought for sure it was some non- vampire believer, just wanting to get off. But no, it happened to be this little girl. Someone he cared a deal about.
"I thought you'd never come," his voice was whispered huskily. His arm was blocking the entrance to the door with his semi-naked body attached.
"I always come, William," she said with a twinkle in her eye. He got chills down his spine. Not even Angelus said his birth given name like she does and Spike even lets her.
"Do come in, love."
She walked in his crypt, laying down her long coat on the floor. Leisurely she walked, pushing Spike backwards to the bed. He smiled a crooked smile, letting her play her little game. Of course, he could take control and be the man, er, vampire of the situation. But he didn't quite want to; he loved her ways. For someone so young, she was so crafty.
"Tell me," she said, her voice low and raspy, "what you want." She was walking closer and closer.
"You," he answered, the back of his ankles hit the edge of his bed.
"Tell me why." She started to unbutton her shirt.
"Because," he started, but was getting lost at the simple act she was committing.
"Because why?" she asked, slowly unzipping her skirt.
"Because you're mine." She looked up at his answer, some fear drifting in her empty eyes.
"Wrong answer," she said, while pushing him backwards on the bed.
She jumped on the bed and straddled his legs. His hands went to her unbutton shirt, which he slipped off of her slender arms. He smiled when he clearly saw that she wasn't wearing a bra. She got on her knees to push down the skirt and her thong. Sex just felt lonelier then what it used to be.