Hey ! Laptop is finally back !!!! Sorry for the HUGE wait, I assure you it drove me crazy ! 'Cous of the big wait I've posted THREE chapters ! Enjoy !

A visit to the Past

Spike growled softly, Buffy planted kisses down his cheek and then his neck, eventually she reached his dead pulse point.

" Give yourself to me Spike."

Spike let out a high pitched whine, Buffy smiled and rubbed the side of her face against his cheekbone, making little soothing noises.

" Please, B-Buffy ! Please..."

Buffy moved her face from his cheek.

" What is it Spikey ?"

Spike seemed to be struggling with words, he tried several times but the words seemed to get stuck in his throat.

" Spike, " Buffy's voice harsher, harder this time. " You know I don't like to keep waiting, I think i'm going to have punish you."

Spike whined pitifully, a hard look passed over Buffy's face, and Spike's eyes drew wide open. That look sent shivers for fear and anticipation down his spine. He loved it when they played this game, the game of Master and Slave. Tonight he was the Slave, she was the Master. And no matter how hard he tried to retain his dominance Buffy had an incredible way of forcing it out of him and drawing out submissiveness he didn't know he possessed.

" I'm sorry Spikey, but I'm going to punish you now."

Spike whined, fear evident in his blue eyes, his porcelain body curling into it's self. Buffy gripped his wrists, her extra strength already bruising the delicate looking skin.

" Don't make it worse Spikey."

Spike nodded.

" Yes Buffy."

He replied submissively, confused as the unbelievable grip tightened painfully, causing more bruises to appear.

" Now Spikey, you know the rules... Address me properly."

Spike gulped.

"Yes Master, sorry Master."

Buffy shook her head.

" Your not sorry Spikey, but you soon will be. Move so your back is against the bed board, put your arms up, then don't move."

Spike nodded, hissed as Buffy released his bruised wrists and complied. Buffy took Spike's black top and in one easy pull reduced it to shreds. Her eyes briefly glowing yellow. Then she tied Spike's wrists to the headboard. She gave him a kiss for his obedience.

She licked her lips, beautiful porcelain skin laid out before her. Completely at her mercy. She dragged a nail down his stomach, revelling in the blood that followed her finger. Spike moaned in pain and pleasure. Buffy smirked, reached the end of his stomach, then her head resting on his trousers, she ran her tongue up the cut she had made, savouring the droplets of blood.

She saw the pleasure in Spike's eyes and this time drew all her nails across his skin, pushing in deeper, Spike let out a howl. Grinning evilly, she licked his stomach and chest that was now covered in his blood.

Spike was sweating, he was hard and Buffy was paying no attention. When his Master had licked his chest clean she rose her head. Her face changed to Vamp mode.

" Almost done Spikey, your neck... Give me your neck."

The willing Slave gently swung his head to the side, offering his tender neck to his Master. Buffy moved in. She placed gentle kisses to his dead pulse point. Spike shivered, he had never been bitten there, not since... Drusila, she had always wanted him to bite her, she had never bitten him, only Angelous bit him. Bit him when he felt Spike needed a punishment and reminder of his place.

Buffy smiled at Spike's trembling, knowing it was a special moment for him, she just hoped she didn't disappoint. Slowly she lowered her fangs, Spike let out a howl, a howl of deep passion and pain as Buffy's fangs sunk into his neck.

His whole body withered, and he soon found himself yelling.

" MASTER ! YES MASTER ! I LOVE YOU MASTER."

Slowly Buffy drew back, she licked the wounds closed, her face changing back to normal.

" I know Spike, I know."

The loved up Vamps woke up entangled together. Buffy was the first to wake. Her green eyes fluttered open. Something had been bothering her, nagging at the back of her mind. She could see a memory playing out in her mind, she concentrated and gasped as she remembered what was bothering her.

Spike was under that light again, that horrid, cruel devastating light. Buffy remembered how for days on end she had silently cursed the sunlight. She heard a yell of 'Spike !' she swung her head round and saw herself run up to him.

She saw the devastated look on her face, she watched herself join hands with Spike and then their hands catching fire. It was the pain, the physical pain but mostly the emotional pain, the pain that deep inside her heart, she knew he would never come back. He was going to leave her as well, not of his own will but hers. Wearing the neckless because he wanted to prove himself worthy. It was the pain of the finality of Spike's hand on fire, and knowing that fire would soon consume him whole, that tore those three words from her throat.

" I love you."

Buffy had moved closer to the pair and now she had a real good look into his eyes. She saw happiness in there, bitterness, bitter she supposed that time his goddess chose to tell him was when he was dying. But most of all their was sadness.

And when she had a good look at Spike face she could see he was forcing the words out, tearing his throat by sheer will.

" No you don't. But thanks for saying it, now go ! Go !"

She watched, wretched at her actions as she without looking at Spike or attempting to save him ran and saved her own hide...

Spike gently licked her neck, slowly Buffy opened her eyes, she hadn't even realized she had fallen back to sleep. The licking soon woke her up but her soul was back under Sunnydale High School.

" Why didn't you believe me ?"

Spike didn't have to read her mind to know what Buffy was asking. He took her hand and intertwined their fingers, the sunlight hit their joined hands, reminiscent of the incident.

" I did. Buffy I believed you with all my heart, but if I had accepted it you never would have left, or you would have tried saving me and we would have died together."

A look of defiance came into Buffy's eyes.

" I could have saved you."

Spike rose an eyebrow.

" How so ? The necklace was powered by my soul Buffy, I would have been severely weakened. You would have had to support me all the way ? How would you possibly get out in time ? And the sunlight ? Buffy the moment I entered the school I was a dead man."

" Deader." Spike amended.

Buffy snorted slightly, and in her heart she knew Spike was right. She had only survived herself because she had run on top of buildings and flung herself off them like some crazy cat women. Spike would have died. She would have died trying, trying to save herself and her lover. No this was how it was supposed to be, Spike had been true to his word. He had never left her, then another promise came to mind.

Spike inside her living room, a strange look of gratitude at being invited back into her house.

" I'm counting on you Spike, to protect her."

" Till the end of the world, even if it happens to be tonight."

He had kept his promise...

" Thank you Spike."

Spike looked at her in confusion.

" For what Pet ?"

" For keeping your promise."

Hey !

Not giving out clues or anything but that promise Spike made to Buffy in the last episode of season 5 is VERY important ! Remember that promise !!!

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