Spike III

He pulls roughly the sleeves of his leather jacket onto his arms as he steps out of the shed. They had fucking tried to kill him. Had buffy been in on this? As thinks that the slayers shows up, he looks at her with anger as she runs up to the shed. She seems distressed, maybe she did not know. The anger his demon feels doesn't let him think straight. Buffy pants while she asks: -"Spike? What happened?" Spike stares at her through the haze of hate and opens the door to the shed. He watches as Buffy realises how bad he has beaten Robin. His demon growls inside wainting to scream bloody murder, wanting to go back and finish the job. Buffy seems distressed as she mumbles: -"Oh, my God." Spike does not want to look at her disapointed face, but still he stares at her and says: -"I gave him a pass. Let him live. On account of the fact I killed his mother. But that's all he gets." He is done talking to her, he needs a drink. He starts walking way feeling so betrayed by the scoobies, by all of them. Yet it seemed she did not know. He stops without turning to her and says: - "He even so much as looks at me funny again, I'll kill him."

He walks away from her and she does not even follow. A part of him wanted her to, but the other just wanted to get away as fast as it could. Spike growls and starts running, he does not know where he is going, until he reaches the cemitery. Home, he is home. Yet it doesn't feel like it. Spike looks around hoping for a spot a violence and he is glad when he sees a vampire girl bitting into a boys neck. He runs up to them and pulls the boy away from the vampire whilst saying: -"How about not bitting the locals, pet?" The girl frowns at him and says: -"What you want to share?" He punches her and she falls to the floor. Spike waits for her to get up, he does not want na easy kill. He wants a fight, a decent one. The vampire growls as she starts to run away and he says: -"Hey, no running on the grass!" He shakes his head at the bad pun, he was hanging to much with the scoobies. Spike shakes the thought out of his head and starts running after the girl. When he finally catches up, he throws all his anger into a punch that knocks her out to the ground.

Spike sighs as he kneels to grab her neck, he did not cherish killing his kind. He did not feel good killing anything for that matter, his soul did not want to be a killer. As he is going to snap her neck, something or someone grabs him and throws him into the air. Bloody hell, he shouts as his back hits a tombstone and he falls foward. His senses alert him that who hit him was a slayer. Good another round of kick the Spike he thinks. What did Buffy want now? When he stands, he sees that is not Buffy he is looking at. A Young black haired woman stares back at him while saying: -" Whatcha wanna do to her, vamp?" Spike is static as the slayer circles him in a stalking sexy manner. He does not see the punch coming as he stands admiring her, yet he feels the blow sting against his cheek. He puts his hand up to the side of his face and says: -"Nice punch you got there. Lemme guess. Leather pants, nice right cross, doe eyes, holier-than-thou glower... You must be Faith." The woman shrugs and grins at him while saying: -"Oh, goodie. I'm famous."

He can't but help to notice that she is gorgeous, with her perk boobs and wicked smile. His demon would not mind having a go. Spike sighs and says: -"Was told you were coming. Bit of a misunderstanding here. I'm..." She hits him again while saying: -'Spike. Yeah, we've met before". He groans stepping back from her and tilts his head at her asking: -"We have? I don't think we...' Before he can finish, Faith kicks his stomach. Bloody hell, he pulls back from her and says: -"Bloody hell! What're you doing? I'm on your side." What is it with slayers, did they think he was their personnal punch bag. He is irritated when Faith punches him again and says: -"Yeah? Maybe you haven't heard. I've reformed." He is so angry that he punches her back whilst saying: -"So have I. I reformed way before you did." She punches him again. He is exasperated as he says: -"Stop" and punches her back. They starting fighting and it is out of control violence. Spike sighs, he pushes her back from him and says: -"We're on the same side."

His dick is hard now from the fighting and he wants to punch her unconscious. However, if he does that, he will need to carry her back to the Summer's headquarters. Ergo no drinks for Spike. He listens as she says: -"Please. You think I'm stupid?" Damn right he did. Spike smirks at her and responds: -"Well, yeah." She punches him once again saying: -"You were attacking that girl." He rolls his eyes at her. Faith tries to punch him again, he grabs her fist in the middle of the path to hit his chin. Spike twists her arm around behind her back then wispers in her ear: -"I have a soul." Then he pushes Faith down to the ground and points to the vampire girl saying: -"Thats a vampire. You call yourself a slayer?" The vamp he was chasing is starting to get up now with her vampire face fully on. Spike leans against a tombstone and watches as the vamp lounges at Faith. He laughs as Faith says: -"You should make 'em wear a sign."

She is figthing the vamp girl now, he notices this slayer is much more impulsive than Buffy. He can smell her excitment as she pulls out a stake and finishes the job. Beautifully done he thinks as Faith turn to him and says: - "A soul then, like Angel?" The mention of his grandsire pisses him off and he retorts: -"No. I am nothing like Angel. Angel's dull as a table lamp and... And we have very different coloring!" She is grinning at him with her wicked smile again while saying: -"Okay, champ. So where is Buffy?" Spike sighs he does not want to think about Buffy now. He is not ready to return to slayer central. He just wants a good shot of Jack Daniels and to forget about the hole deal with that git Robin. Spike starts walking away as he says: -"I do not know. Probably, back in her house checking on the potencials." Faith catches up with him, starts walking by his side and asks: -"Where you going then, house is that way?" He looks sideways at her and continues walking as he responds: -"I am out for a game?'

He does not know why he asks her to tag along. She seems like pretty good company to him and lately the only person he had to talk to was Dawn. Maybe, he fancied some adult non-scoobie talk. Spike smirks as she pulls a pack of cigarettes of her back pocket and answers: -"I'm always game." Thanks God she has smokes Spike thinks and asks: -"Can I bum one?" They keep walking side by side as she handles him a cigarette. Spike takes his zippo out of his jeans and he lights it. He can feel her staring at him, eating him up with her eyes as she says: -" Well, I guess you can smoke all you want the big C not really an issue." He smiles at her and answers: -"Teeth get yellow after an eternity. Gotta watch that." They make with the small talk as they decide to head to the Bronze. Spike is glad for the conversation, it takes his mind off of Buffy. They barely talked now, he and Buffy. Spike had been in Sunny D for months and still they did not have a real conversation. They would only talk when there was an issue at hand. Nothing was improving in their relationship. Could he even call it that? Did they have a relationship. Sometimes he thought Buffy was just bearing with his presence out of pity.

Spike is startled when Faith touches his arm saying: -'Hey, champ. Are you even listening to what I am saying?" He smiles at her and mumbles: -"Sorry. Kinda zoned out. The soul goes wonky sometime." The dark slayer looks worried while she says: -"It's okay if you rather be alone. I can go somewhere else." She points to the Bronze entrance, he had not even noticed they had arrived. Spike shakes his head as Faith pulls another cigarette out. He holds his zippo out in front of her and lights the flame. The girl moves closer and lights her cigarette on the flame. She looks hot as hell doing it. Spike looks up and down over her. If he would ever hope to move on, this girl could definetly pull it off. The vampire smirks at the slayer and says: -"Naah, let's keep dacing. Night is Young." He turns away from her as he heads into the club. Faith follows him saying: -"Now you are talking. Though I did not figure you for the dancing type." Spike laughs at her and responds: -"Figuratively speaking."

She laughs right back at him and says: -"So drinks, you paying. Or do I get me some?" He watches as her eyes scavange the crowd for unsuspecting boys that would pay her drinks. Spike grunts and says: -"That won't be necessary." He bumps into someone, than reveals a wallet full of Money. Faith raises her eyebrows at him and says: -"Starting to think you are not so much reformed after all." He smirks and says: -"I have my good days. So come on slayer let us buy you a drink." Spike puts his arm around her shoulder and they strut to the bar. He feels like his old self again as they chug down many cups of Jack Daniels. This night is turning out better than he ever thought it could. Alcohol, smokes, a gorgeous woman at his side. Better than being betrayed and killed by fucking Wood. God, what the bloody hell did Buffy see in that guy? He is pulled out of his thoughts by Faith saying: -"I've met you before, you know." Spike chuckles as he takes another gulp of whisky and says: -"Yeah?" Faith leans closer to him and he can smell cinnamon in her hair as she says: -"I was kinda wearing a different body."

He gets na eyefull of her cleavage and says: -"Pity." His cock twitches at her proximity and he tries to focus on what she is saying: -"You seemed OK with it." Spike gets what she means, chuckles and nods as he says: -"The body swap. With Buffy." Bloddy hell, he had been na idiot thinking Buffy was behind the wheels that night. He listens as she asks: -"She fill you in on that whole deal?" and takes a gulp of his drink before he responds: -"She told me it went down. Failed to mention who was driving her skin around." Faith comes closer to him and runs her finger down his sleeve as she says: -"I may have said a few things..." Spike looks deep into her eyes and recites her own lines: -"Like you could ride me at a gallop 'til my knees buckle, squeeze me 'til I pop like warm champagne. That's not the kind of thing a man forgets." The girl grins at him and says:-"Still can." As she backs away moving her hot little body into the dance floor. His eyes flow her a bit , before he decides to join her.

He is not much for dancing, but bugger that she is worth it. She is bitting her lip, staring at him while moving her hips in the most entincing way. Spike circles around her, his demon screaming to take her. Faith slides her hand on his neck and grabs at the hem of his shirt as she turns around and wiggles her fine little ass at him. It makes it hard for him to focus. It had been so long since he had a woman, he groans. Spike put his hands on her swaying hips trying to force some distance. His dick was hard as hell and he knew she could feel it, but Faith keeps swerving, squirmingher butt barely scraping at his member. He is mad with desire when she turn around with a devil look in her eyes and kisses his bloody neck. Her lips send shivers down his spine and by instinct he pulls her closer, his her circling her waist, her pert boobs pressed to his chest. Spike stares asFaiths tongue darted out slowly to his lower lip. Then he loses it. He grabs her and kisses her roughly. Faith moans into the kiss and Spike feels his dick twitch with desire to have her.

Spike pulls back a bit, it is too intense. His souls nags at him, that is wrong. He pays no mind to it as Faith grips the hair on the back of his head and forces him to keep kissing her. His demon roars inside and Spike runs his hands on her curves. So she liked rough, rough sex he could do that. He grunts as his hands roamed her body down to her bottom. Spike grips her hard firm butt and pulls her flush against him. They both groan at the friction of their body part. They keep kissing, then he pulls back a bit and says: -'Outside." Faith just nods, takes his hand and darts foward towards the exitmumbling: -"It has been way to long." Spike agrees how many months had been since he had sex. He doens't know, too many. The last one was Buffy... Damn it, dont think about her. There would be no more sex with Buffy, he had a god willing woman here. He is pulled out of his thoughts, by Faith grabing the hem of his leather jacket and pulling him into a kiss. Spike takes a firm hold of her forearms and pushes her into the wall. They kiss again and the fire of her consumes him.

Spike slams his body against hers and hits his fist against the wall as he hears her heart beating fast, her blood pumping fast through her veins. The demon wants to bite her, he pulls back and stares at her breathing heavily with her mouth opened. He feels as she pulls down his zĂ­per and takes his cock out of his trousers. Spike closes his eyes as her warm hand squezees it. He kisses her mouth again hungrily as his hands roam inside her pants. Her cunt is dripping wet, her struggles trying to open her trousers, she was making him wild. Faith appeared to have enough of waiting for him, he releases his cock and pulls her pants down to her knees at once while saying: -"Fuck me." He is happy to oblige he guides his dick to her slit and stops the wetness of her is dripping down him, but he stares at her waiting. Faith looks him in the eye and says: -"What you waiting for, fuck me. Fuck me hard against the wall Spike." He does not need a second comand, Spike thrusts fast and hard into the hilt of her pussy. He groans at the warmth of her cunt, it feels like an inferno just like Buffy. He shakes the thought of Buffy's cunt out of his head. Focus on the now Spike, he tells himself and he keeps pumping his dick in and out, hard and fast into Faith's pussy as the girl mumbles: -"Yes, yes... fuck me Spike.. fuck me hard."