Title: Hidden Hand
Author: Sita
Summary: [X-over with Cruel Intentions1] A few years after Cruel Intentions and after AsYouWere, Kathryn moves to SunnyD to redeem her reputation some other place besides NY. Little do the SG know what's in store for them, finding out Kathryn's relation to Buffy, Kathryn's love to screw with people like the SG, and relationship-wise could be her worst damage. What will they do? B/S, a little K/S, maybe more
Rating: STRONG R
Spoilers: S6 'Buffy', after "As You Were"; and a few years after "Cruel Intentions 1" Goes AU from there.
Disclaimer: "Cruel Intentions" And "Buffy" belong to well, at least I know Buffy belongs to UPN, ME, and Joss Whedon. As for "Cruel Intentions" whoever owns it, owns it! LOL!
AN: Just 'member this is still B/S, just had to add um "stuff" in....oh just read.....
CHAPTER ONE
Kathryn smiled seductively at the bleached-blonde in front of her, "What do I keep doing to you?"
Spike looked over at Kathryn as if she was mad, taking another swig from his bottle, and grasping onto the wall for support when a wave of nausea hit him, "You know." He looked up at Kathryn. "Buffy, you know what's going on. What is this? Are my feelings a fucking game to you? You tell me you bloody don't want to be with me, and the next thing I fucking know, your looking at me like you want me to take you up against this wall. What is it with you? Go run off with a new Captain Cardboard the 2nd, because I'm through with this." His voice cracked on the last words, and he turned his head away in embarrassment.
Kathryn suppressed a giggle looking at him. Look at that fool, he was a fucking mess, crying over some girl. Some girl who apparently looked like her. Or maybe it was just because he was in a drunken stupor? Who knows.
"And your hair," He started talking again. "Did you dye it along with cut it because I like it blonde? Because I called you goldilocks? Am I really that bad. Buffy, I love you so much. But, just...." He shook his head, letting tears now freely pour down his pale cheeks. "Nevermind."
Kathryn took a step closer to him, "Speak to me. I'm here." She tried to sound sincere while inside she was laughing at this poor pathetic man. She'd get him in bed tonight. Definitely.
"Buffy," He took a step closer to Kathryn, running a cool hand down her cheek affectionately. "I just love you so much and you torture me." His lips were just inches from hers now. "I don't know what to do anymore."
"Just be with me." She breathed, crushing her lips to his in a mad frenzy, a frenzy to be fucked.
He pulled away a split second after her lips had crashed to his, a confused look on his face. Buffy didn't kiss like that. THIS wasn't Buffy.
"Who are you?" He hissed, backing up slowly. "I don't know what your trying to do but-"
"I'm Buffy," She said quietly. "It's probably just the drink your having. It's making everything seem different." She shook her head. "Come on."
Spike looked over at her, deciding whether to buy her lie or not. And, he did, crashing his lips to hers, and kissing her like their was no tomorrow. He paused to kiss his way down her neck, and smiled when he heard her moan in satisfaction.
"Come on," She moaned, pulling him into an alleyway behind the bronze and pushing him up against the wall.
He quickly undid her shirt, or rather, ripped the buttons off her shirt, the shirt ripping in the process. She just smiled as he ran his hands over her padded breasts before undoing her bra. And, once bear chested, he took her nipples into his mouth sucking on at a time, before undressing her the rest of the way, and undoing his own zipper.
And, rocking himself against her and hearing her moan, he had no clue what he had gotten himself into.
****
Her keys were left discarded on the counter as she walked into the living room where her little sister was watching T.V.
"Hey, Dawnie." She said, elevating her feet on the coffee table.
"Hi, Buffy." Dawn replied, not taking her eyes off the screen. "Where have you been?"
"The Bronze." Buffy looked down at her hands, as images of a certain bleached-blonde vampire flashed before her eyes. And, she shook her head, commanding herself silently, not to think of him.
Dawn turned off the T.V. just as the credits rolled onto the screen, and she looked at Buffy curiously, "What's up with you? You look sad."
"No. No." Buffy shook her head. "I'm just tired is all. With work and you know...."
"Going to The Bronze while you could've been sleeping?" Dawn filled in for her.
"Exactly." She said, forcing a smile upon herself. "I actually should've come here, hung out with my sister for a little."
Dawn nodded, "Is it Riley?"
"What?" She asked. "No. No. It's no big deal about him coming back. I told you I'm just tired."
"Just checking." Dawn replied.
Buffy nodded, glancing at her watch which now read: 12:05 P.M., "Off to bed with you now missy. You have school tomorrow, and you can't be sleeping during math."
"I bet you did." Dawn smirked.
"Well your not me, are you? And you weren't out late Slaying, were you?" Buffy said, hands on her hips defiantly.
"I could be." Dawn smiled, trying to look as innocent as possible.
"I don't think so." Buffy looked at Dawn sternly. "Bed. Now."
"Fine, fine." Dawn said, making her up the stairs slowly.
Once alone, Buffy curled up on the couch, turning the T.V. back on and channel surfing. Whenever her brain wasn't occupied it seemed to float back to an annoying bleached-blonde. And, she couldn't have that.
She couldn't cry over him.
****
Kathryn tried to push Spike off of her while he nibbled on her ear.
"I can walk you home." He whispered.
"No that's fine." She said, still extremely sore and surprised by his amazing strength, and how hard he had pounded into her. It wasn't likely she'd be fucking him again. He could go find that Buffy person to do. She'd had him. Now it was time to move on. Well, fucking-wise it was. Brain-screwing wise it wasn't.
She pondered these thoughts for a minute before deciding to stay with him for a little. Brain-screwing was always fun.
"I can get myself home but we can meet here and tomorrow, same time." Kathryn smiled, darting her pink tongue out to moisten her kiss-swollen lips.
"I can't wait." He almost purred, pulling her in for one more kiss. He felt like he could fly right now. He had Buffy back. Maybe she had realized her mistake for breaking up with him. This was fantastic. Yet, he was too happy to ponder the earlier kiss when he had realized the girl he had just kissed didn't kiss like Buffy.
And, he walked towards his crypt, a large grin on his face the whole way there.
****
Buffy sighed, grabbing her coat. She was going out Slaying. If that's what it took to get her mind off Spike, than so be it. Hopefully it would. And, hopefully she wouldn't run into him while she was out there. Hopefully.
So, grabbing a few stakes she headed out, taking a short cut through a back alleyway and right into a person.
"I'm s-WHAT THE FUCK?!" Buffy yelled, as she saw someone standing across from her, identical to her in everyway except for her chestnut colored hair. What the FUCK was going on?
TBC....
Hope you enjoyed the chapter. PLEASE REVIEW!
Author: Sita
Summary: [X-over with Cruel Intentions1] A few years after Cruel Intentions and after AsYouWere, Kathryn moves to SunnyD to redeem her reputation some other place besides NY. Little do the SG know what's in store for them, finding out Kathryn's relation to Buffy, Kathryn's love to screw with people like the SG, and relationship-wise could be her worst damage. What will they do? B/S, a little K/S, maybe more
Rating: STRONG R
Spoilers: S6 'Buffy', after "As You Were"; and a few years after "Cruel Intentions 1" Goes AU from there.
Disclaimer: "Cruel Intentions" And "Buffy" belong to well, at least I know Buffy belongs to UPN, ME, and Joss Whedon. As for "Cruel Intentions" whoever owns it, owns it! LOL!
AN: Just 'member this is still B/S, just had to add um "stuff" in....oh just read.....
CHAPTER ONE
Kathryn smiled seductively at the bleached-blonde in front of her, "What do I keep doing to you?"
Spike looked over at Kathryn as if she was mad, taking another swig from his bottle, and grasping onto the wall for support when a wave of nausea hit him, "You know." He looked up at Kathryn. "Buffy, you know what's going on. What is this? Are my feelings a fucking game to you? You tell me you bloody don't want to be with me, and the next thing I fucking know, your looking at me like you want me to take you up against this wall. What is it with you? Go run off with a new Captain Cardboard the 2nd, because I'm through with this." His voice cracked on the last words, and he turned his head away in embarrassment.
Kathryn suppressed a giggle looking at him. Look at that fool, he was a fucking mess, crying over some girl. Some girl who apparently looked like her. Or maybe it was just because he was in a drunken stupor? Who knows.
"And your hair," He started talking again. "Did you dye it along with cut it because I like it blonde? Because I called you goldilocks? Am I really that bad. Buffy, I love you so much. But, just...." He shook his head, letting tears now freely pour down his pale cheeks. "Nevermind."
Kathryn took a step closer to him, "Speak to me. I'm here." She tried to sound sincere while inside she was laughing at this poor pathetic man. She'd get him in bed tonight. Definitely.
"Buffy," He took a step closer to Kathryn, running a cool hand down her cheek affectionately. "I just love you so much and you torture me." His lips were just inches from hers now. "I don't know what to do anymore."
"Just be with me." She breathed, crushing her lips to his in a mad frenzy, a frenzy to be fucked.
He pulled away a split second after her lips had crashed to his, a confused look on his face. Buffy didn't kiss like that. THIS wasn't Buffy.
"Who are you?" He hissed, backing up slowly. "I don't know what your trying to do but-"
"I'm Buffy," She said quietly. "It's probably just the drink your having. It's making everything seem different." She shook her head. "Come on."
Spike looked over at her, deciding whether to buy her lie or not. And, he did, crashing his lips to hers, and kissing her like their was no tomorrow. He paused to kiss his way down her neck, and smiled when he heard her moan in satisfaction.
"Come on," She moaned, pulling him into an alleyway behind the bronze and pushing him up against the wall.
He quickly undid her shirt, or rather, ripped the buttons off her shirt, the shirt ripping in the process. She just smiled as he ran his hands over her padded breasts before undoing her bra. And, once bear chested, he took her nipples into his mouth sucking on at a time, before undressing her the rest of the way, and undoing his own zipper.
And, rocking himself against her and hearing her moan, he had no clue what he had gotten himself into.
****
Her keys were left discarded on the counter as she walked into the living room where her little sister was watching T.V.
"Hey, Dawnie." She said, elevating her feet on the coffee table.
"Hi, Buffy." Dawn replied, not taking her eyes off the screen. "Where have you been?"
"The Bronze." Buffy looked down at her hands, as images of a certain bleached-blonde vampire flashed before her eyes. And, she shook her head, commanding herself silently, not to think of him.
Dawn turned off the T.V. just as the credits rolled onto the screen, and she looked at Buffy curiously, "What's up with you? You look sad."
"No. No." Buffy shook her head. "I'm just tired is all. With work and you know...."
"Going to The Bronze while you could've been sleeping?" Dawn filled in for her.
"Exactly." She said, forcing a smile upon herself. "I actually should've come here, hung out with my sister for a little."
Dawn nodded, "Is it Riley?"
"What?" She asked. "No. No. It's no big deal about him coming back. I told you I'm just tired."
"Just checking." Dawn replied.
Buffy nodded, glancing at her watch which now read: 12:05 P.M., "Off to bed with you now missy. You have school tomorrow, and you can't be sleeping during math."
"I bet you did." Dawn smirked.
"Well your not me, are you? And you weren't out late Slaying, were you?" Buffy said, hands on her hips defiantly.
"I could be." Dawn smiled, trying to look as innocent as possible.
"I don't think so." Buffy looked at Dawn sternly. "Bed. Now."
"Fine, fine." Dawn said, making her up the stairs slowly.
Once alone, Buffy curled up on the couch, turning the T.V. back on and channel surfing. Whenever her brain wasn't occupied it seemed to float back to an annoying bleached-blonde. And, she couldn't have that.
She couldn't cry over him.
****
Kathryn tried to push Spike off of her while he nibbled on her ear.
"I can walk you home." He whispered.
"No that's fine." She said, still extremely sore and surprised by his amazing strength, and how hard he had pounded into her. It wasn't likely she'd be fucking him again. He could go find that Buffy person to do. She'd had him. Now it was time to move on. Well, fucking-wise it was. Brain-screwing wise it wasn't.
She pondered these thoughts for a minute before deciding to stay with him for a little. Brain-screwing was always fun.
"I can get myself home but we can meet here and tomorrow, same time." Kathryn smiled, darting her pink tongue out to moisten her kiss-swollen lips.
"I can't wait." He almost purred, pulling her in for one more kiss. He felt like he could fly right now. He had Buffy back. Maybe she had realized her mistake for breaking up with him. This was fantastic. Yet, he was too happy to ponder the earlier kiss when he had realized the girl he had just kissed didn't kiss like Buffy.
And, he walked towards his crypt, a large grin on his face the whole way there.
****
Buffy sighed, grabbing her coat. She was going out Slaying. If that's what it took to get her mind off Spike, than so be it. Hopefully it would. And, hopefully she wouldn't run into him while she was out there. Hopefully.
So, grabbing a few stakes she headed out, taking a short cut through a back alleyway and right into a person.
"I'm s-WHAT THE FUCK?!" Buffy yelled, as she saw someone standing across from her, identical to her in everyway except for her chestnut colored hair. What the FUCK was going on?
TBC....
Hope you enjoyed the chapter. PLEASE REVIEW!