Here we go, Chapter 6 as promised.
Hope you enjoy this, let me know what you think, and just as a warning most of you might of guessed from the title of this chapter, that this one contains sexual content, if this offends please do not read the last few paragraphs!

Chapter 6 - Passion

Closing her eyes she struggled to breathe down the crazy rush of sensation still pounding its way through her system. Trying desperately to block out the screaming, to block out everything. She just needed it all to stop.

"B...Buffyyyy" Dawn squeaked out through the pain, causing Buffy to snap her head up. She saw the panic in her sisters eyes, she had promised to protect her, she had given her life for her and now she was watching her die. Buffy stood slowly never taking her eyes away from her sister.
No matter what hell dimension she was in, she loved her sister more than anything and had always been prepared to do anything to keep her safe, she felt the urgency rush through her entire body and that's when she knew that would be something that would never change.
"Dawny." Buffy shouted.

She ran forward, and kicked the demon in the chest, sending it backwards a few steps and dropping Dawn to the floor in the process, Buffy pushed forward and shoved it against the wall. Joyce Looked back to Buffy surprised at first and then horrified. Pushing through her pain Buffy threw a punch to its face causing it to bang its head against the wall, taking advantage of the moment Buffy sent her fist into the chest of the demon so hard, her hand slid all the way in to the demons heart.
"Buffy." Joyce whimpered. Buffy looked into her mother's eyes.
"Good bye." Buffy whispered full of tears.

But the hesitation was all the demon needed, to head butt Buffy sending her backwards and causing her to remove her fist from its chest. Buffy looked down at her hand covered in slimy grey blood, she didn't see the fist sent to her face. She was sent to the floor with the impact.

"You were always such a disappoint." Joyce spat at her.
"I mean why was I stuck with the slayer for a daughter, do you know how selfish that was of you, why couldn't you be like a normal girl, this is all your fault."

Joyce leeched forward ready to grab her, when she was thrown backwards against the wall, hit by some kind of powder it suddenly turned into a tall grey demon with horns and claws, Buffy looked behind her. Klaus was stood on the stairs looking back at the demon. Buffy shook her head and jumped up, taking a quick breathe she thought to herself, I'm the slayer.

The demon growled at the hit and marched forward taking a swing at her but Buffy was quicker leaning back to avoid the blow. It swung again and tried a roundhouse kick but Buffy ducked underneath, she could feel the strength and speed returning to her body, instinct and adrenaline were taking over her.

She blocked another punch and returned a punch to its stomach and then double kicked it, sending the demon backwards. Buffy quickly darted to the side picking up a loose pipe, she hit the demon straight in the face with it, never taking a beat she sent the pipe straight through its chest piercing its heart, the demon screamed in pain and looked toward the pipe. Buffy took a couple of steps backwards, watching the demon sink to the floor in defeat.

She wasn't sure how long she stood there staring at the lifeless demon, when she felt Dawn beside her, she turned towards her sister and gently pushed her sisters hair back from her face.
"I'm so sorry." Buffy whispered.
Dawn instantly leaned forward and hugged her, Buffy squeezed her sister, she'd never let anything hurt her, she'd protect her no matter what.

Buffy stood in her room, it was late and everyone was in bed. Not much was said about the basement incident, Klaus had left straight away without a word to anyone and Buffy had apologized to her friends and they had assured her everything was going to be okay, but she could tell they still felt weary of her, afraid she might snap again at any minute. Buffy sighed, walking towards her window she gazed at the moon, and she realized she had never felt so alone. She didn't want to feel alone right now, she wanted to feel free, she wanted to feel everything. She smiled to herself when only one person came to mind.

Buffy let herself in, careful not to make any noise, she wasn't sure what she expected to find. Making her way through the front room it was dark and she couldn't make out any noise, silently she walked through the hallway when she noticed a light coming from one of the back rooms, she smiled she knew exactly what room that was.

She crept in to the dark room, it was poorly lit by a couple of lamps in the corner other than that the rest of the room was in darkness. But in the corner there he stood, glass of whiskey in one hand and a paint brush in the other, he was working on something. She took a few steps forward to try get a better look, when he spun around to face her.

"What are you doing here?"
"I...I wanted to thank you." She stuttered, as she wondered herself what was she doing there in the middle of the night, when she should be at home, tucked up in bed sleeping like a good girl.

He didn't answer her, they stood face to face in the darkness, she could feel his gaze upon her.
"I'm glad you came back." Buffy finally broke the silence.
Klaus turned back round giving her his back he put the brush and his glass down. "Yeah, I thought you couldn't deal with any more monsters."

That's what he was so pissed off about, he hadn't spoken to her since she had told him to stay away. She shook her head, she had been upset and confused surly he had to understand she hadn't been in her right mind, she had just seen her dead mother who had convinced her she was in some hell dimension.

"Klaus, I didn't mean..." He spun round before she could finish.
"I know exactly what you meant, I may be a monster but at least I'm not crazy."

Buffy flinched at the words, she felt the anger spike up inside. Had she really hurt him so much.
"I must be crazy for coming back here." She shook her head, what had she been thinking.
"Why did you?"

Buffy heisted, she couldn't tell him the truth, she couldn't tell anyone the truth. So instead she decided to tell him how she felt, taking a deep breath and looking down at the floor she spoke softly.

"Sometimes I feel everything at once like this crazy rush of emotion consuming me, suffocating me. But most of the time I feel nothing at all." She paused for a moment and then looked up to meet his eyes. "I don't want to feel nothing, I just...I just wanna feel." Buffy finished and she could tell he was confused.

So without any warning she flung herself at him, into his arms, she felt a shudder go through him at the surprised impact of her body, she sank her fingers into his shirt pulling him against her needing him close, she looked into his eyes and see saw his grin, his eyes widening. She closed the little distance between them and smacked her lips against his. Deepening the kiss, she felt his hands slide down her hips and round to her lower backside, she lifted her leg slightly around him and that's when he lifted her bum and wrapped her legs around him, carrying her over to the desk.

She broke away from the kiss her breathe coming in fast and deep. It had always been wrong but tonight, she didn't care, tonight she was his and almost like he knew what she was thinking he let out a fierce growl as he tore the shirt from her and proceeded to undue her pants, pulling them off along with her knickers, she was left in nothing but her bra, he paused to look at her. But she was impatient pulling him forward she pulled his t-shirt over his head and quickly pulled off his belt tugging hard at his pants, he needed no encouragement he quickly pulled it all off, and pushed her backwards pinning her to the desk with a crash, he had climbed over her. She pulled him closer, kissing him fiercely and wrapping her legs around his waist, then he slammed into her with one swift thrust causing her to gasp and cry out.

His mouth claimed hers again, as he pulled back and thrusted again harder this time, so deep. She was losing everything, her breathe, her mind. All she felt was the sharp thrust of his body as he plundered into her, hitting her just right.

Arching up against him, matching the rhythm beat for beat, her nails were digging into his back as he sent his mouth to her neck, kissing her below her ear sending shivers through her whole body. Then he lifted his head to lock eyes with her, grabbing hold of her jaw, forcing her into place. She stared back at him, wordless, drowning in the crash of their bodies and the pleasure rippling through her with every thrust, she saw the dark hunger in his eyes at the same time he pinned her arm above her entwining their hands as he picked up the pace, she let out a whimper as she felt the heat rise in her. "Oh god" she muttered, unable to hold back and lost in the rhythm, he slammed into her again pivoting his hips this time to send pleasure through her, inside and out, her body shattered into what felt like a million pieces, pleasure coursing through her whole body so fast she couldn't hold back, clinging to him he thrusted again one final time as he found his release and claimed her mouth with his.