7

Spike let out a low growl of appreciation as Lucy leaned back in the tiny shower and let the hot water run down her face and over her breasts. He stepped behind her and let the water warm up his room temperature skin so that when he held her she wouldn't get cold. Once his hands had warmed up he filled one palm with the apple scented shampoo that he loved so much and worked it into her long red hair. Lucy moaned in ecstasy and had to put a hand on the wall to steady herself.

"Oh God you are so good at that." She whispered.

After rinsing her hair thoroughly Lucy bent over with a razor and began shaving her legs. It was such a sensuous act that Spike nearly came just watching her drag the sharp blade against her pale skin.

"Ouch damn it!" Lucy yelled suddenly and dropped the razor.

Spike looked down to see a thin line of red blood coloring Lucy's pale leg. Tiny drops of blood splattered down onto the shower floor and swirled down the drain with the water. Spike's mouth watered involuntarily when the tangy scent of the blood hit his nostrils. He tried hard to control the urge to change, but he could feel his vampire face take over despite his best efforts. He whipped away from Lucy and pressed his face against the cold tile, forgetting that she wouldn't be able to see his vamp face anyway.

"Spike? What's wrong?" Lucy asked after she felt Spike move away from her so quickly.

"Nothing Lucy, just needed some air." Spike whispered and was horrified to hear the change in his voice that came with his vampire state.

"You don't breathe Spike." Lucy reminded. "Please tell me what's wrong." She begged and put a hand to his shoulder, trying to turn him back towards her.

"It's just the blood Lucy, the smell of it." He explained in short jerky words.

Lucy gasped and clapped a hand against the bleeding wound in her leg. "I'm sorry Spike. You must be so hungry, you've been here since yesterday." She babbled sounding like his hunger was entirely her fault.

"I'm fine Lucy, gone longer than this without feeding many times before love. It's just the smell of human blood is ahard to ignore since I stopped drinking it. Especially when I'm hungry." He explained with his face still pressed against the wall of the shower.

"Why won't you turn around? Is something else wrong?" She asked beginning to sound scared.

"Just don't want you to see me like this." He mumbled, her blindness still hadn't occurred to him.

"Well I don't think that's going to be a problem Spike." She chuckled trying to make light of the situation.

Spike whipped back around and was relieved to feel his face turn back to normal. "Sorry love, I wasn't thinking about you not being able to see."

Lucy put a hand to his face and rubbed his cheek affectionately. "Good, I'm glad you don't just think of me as some blind girl."

"Think a lot more of you than just that love." He assured her.

"So what does it look like?" She asked, abruptly changing the subject. "Your face I mean when you go all vampirey."

"You don't want to know, makes me look like the monster I am." He answered truthfully.

"I don't think you're a monster Spike. Please can I see? I want to know all of you." She asked and put a hand to his face again.

Sighing but unwilling to deny Lucy her request Spike closed his eyes and then allowed the demon in him to come to the surface. He winced when he heard Lucy gasp as she felt his demon face. Her fingers moved lightly across his forehead and then moved down to his mouth where she used her fingertips to feel the sharp points of his fangs.

"Wow, that's kind of cool." She whispered in a breathless voice.

Spike let out a disbelieving huff of air and pulled his face away from Lucy's reach. "It's not cool. It's the face of a killer."

"It was the face of a killer, that's not who you are anymore." She replied with absolute assurance.

Spike gathered Lucy into his arms and pulled them both under the hot spray of water. "How can you have so much confidence in me, when you've only known me for a day?"

"It's easy, you saved my life. Plus you have a kind voice, I can tell just from listening to you talk that you're a good man." She answered simply and then clasped her hands around the back of his head so that she could pull him down to her face and kiss him.

"If you drink my blood will I become a vampire?" Lucy asked with her face nuzzled into Spike's neck so that her voice was a little muffled.

"No love it don't work like that." He answered, slightly confused.

"Do you want to?" She asked innocently.

Spike tensed up, "Well yeah, I would like to, but I won't."

"Why not?" Lucy asked curiously.

"Well cause it wouldn't be right. I mean it would be wrong." Spike babbled, not really sure what kind of an answer to give her, he'd never had a human ask him that question before.

"You can if you want to. I don't mind." She offered.

"No, I don't want to hurt you." He refused shaking his head and pulling away from their embrace.

"I'm already hurt." She pointed out and lifted her bleeding calf up to illustrate her point. "I don't want you to be hungry, it's alright it doesn't bother me."

Spike sighed and felt his resolve wavering. "You sure bout this love? It ain't exactly normal."

"Well I don't think we're exactly normal either." She reasoned. "I don't want you to be hungry, especially when I can do something about it."

Spike sucked in a sharp breath of air, although he didn't actually need it. Slowly he sank to his knees and grasped her bleeding leg in his hands. Because of the hot water the small wound was still bleeding freely and his stomach twisted painfully as blood dripped across his fingers. He lowered his head very cautiously, giving Lucy ample time to change her mind if she wanted to. Finally his lips made contact with her smooth creamy flesh and closed over the tiny cut. Her blood flowed into his mouth and over his tongue and nearly made him swoon with the intensity of the pleasure. God animal blood just couldn't compare to the taste of human, not even Otter. He was careful not to take too much, he didn't want her fainting, but he did take enough to calm the raging hunger in his stomach.

After a few minutes he pulled away reluctantly and licked one last smear of blood from his lips. Warily, he glanced up at Lucy, afraid that she would have a horrified look on her face. To his relief her eyes were half closed and she had a small dreamy smile on her lips.

"Wow that was kind of sexy." She whispered.

"That didn't freak you out?" Spike asked as he stood up and pulled them both back into the water.

"No, it felt nice knowing I was helping you." She replied.

"You are one strange bird, Lucy… Hey love, what's your last name?" He asked.

Lucy laughed and ran a hand through his hair. "Um, it's Valentine actually. Don't laugh, people always laugh."

"Lucy Valentine huh? I like it, it suits you love." Spike assured her.

"What about you? Is Spike your real name?" Lucy asked.

"It is now. When you live as long as I have you tend to use lots of names." He answered.

"What about when you were a human, what was your name then?" She pressed and then began washing his back.

"It was William." He revealed.

"William? Hmm… I think Spike is definitely more you." She decided and playfully bit his earlobe.

A/N- So I know not a lot happened in this chapter, just a little filler to show just how much Lucy already trusts Spike. I promise things will pick up in the next chapter when the pair get to Wolfram and Hart. Reviews make me write faster, so hit the button, come on you know you want to…