A/N Hey Guys! Lately I have been getting a lot of reviews wanting this
story updated. I have had some writer's block on this one for some reason.
Thanks for the feedback and Spikelicious for being a terrific beta.
Ch. 20
Buffy walked through the sewers with Spike beside her and Faith not far behind.
"I can't see anything," Faith complained looking ahead.
"Well I can't either. Spike, are we almost there?" Buffy asked with irritation.
"Yeah it's not much further pet," Spike answered, giving her a look of longing. It wasn't like she could see him, so he took the chance to really look at her face, with those pouty lips and shining green eyes.
She might not be able to see him looking at her but she could certainly feel the intensity of his stare. It made her feel warm fuzzes inside. Why did he have to make her feel that way? Spike was the last person that Buffy wanted to have feelings for.
"Here we are," Spike said climbing out the sewer entrance. Buffy and Faith climbed out behind him. The motel was straight ahead.
"Ready for some fun B?" Faith asked smiling.
"I just wanna get the bad guys," Buffy replied.
"Well I'm ready for a spot of violence!" Spike exclaimed, running to the motel under his blanket.
The slayers couldn't help but laugh as he ran from the sun to the safety of the motel lobby.
"Ok, I really think that we are out of our league here," Anya exclaimed.
"So, how can we stop the evil council?" Xander asked.
"I'm sure we will be able to figure out a way," Giles said unconvincingly.
"I have to agree with Anya. Rupert, we really need reinforcements, I don't even think the Coven would know what we should do," Olivia explained.
Giles was about to speak when there was a knock at the door.
Xander got up from the couch and opened the door.
"Yes can we help you?" Xander asked.
Buffy kicked open the motel room door. She had knocked at first but got no answer. It was clear that Martin had already left.
"They've obviously left," Faith said, after checking the room across the hall.
"Great! Where's Spike?" Buffy asked.
"Right here Slayer. So looks like they knew we were on to them," Spike said from the doorway.
"I'll go see if they left anything behind. Maybe a clue of where they are headed," Faith said, going across the hall. She smiled at the sexy vampire as she passed him.
Buffy watched as he lit up a fag. Why does he make smoking look so sexy? She asked herself. It's such a disgusting habit, but on him it looks so hot.
Spike saw her staring and moved towards her, like an animal stalking his prey.
Buffy couldn't make herself move. The way he was looking at her with those blue eyes made her heart start racing.
Spike could see he was having the effect he wanted on her and wanted to ravage her right in this room. He had promised himself that he would wait and let her make the first move. Keeping that promise was getting harder by the second, what with Buffy looking at him with pure lust in her eyes. You want more though, a voice inside his head told him.
Buffy wanted him just to kiss her. At that moment she didn't care about the consequences. She was sure he was going to make a move, but he was now standing right in front of her staring at her, while he crushed the fag with his boot.
Buffy couldn't take it anymore and pulled him to her; smashing her lips into his. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he deepened the kiss. Spike ran his fingers through her golden hair, moving his lips down to her neck. Buffy gasped for air and held his head to her neck. Suddenly, he pulled away and Buffy looked at him with startled eyes. Before she knew it, he had picked her up and carried her over to the bed.
"Spike, I want you!" Buffy groaned, as he dropped her gently on the bed and began teasing her breasts through her tank top
"I want you too luv," he said, as she pulled him up for a kiss. Their hands were everywhere, trying to get their clothes off. Soon Spike was left in only his pants and boots. Buffy straddled and licked his chest as he fumbled with the clasped on the back of her bra. She looked up at him with a hint of mischief in her eyes and grounded her hips against him.
"Buffy! I need you!" Spike said, moaning as she started to undo his black jeans.
"Well, you two just can't keep your hands to yourselves," Faith said, smirking at the door.
Spike and Buffy both quickly jumped off the bed. They tried to fix there clothes to look presentable.
"So Faith did ya find anything?" Buffy asked, trying to fix her hair.
"Nope," she answered, but was busy looking at the half-naked vampire on the bed.
Buffy rolled her eyes and walked out the door pulling Faith by the arm.
Couldn't she have knocked? Of course not, this was Faith! She obviously wants Spike. Well, she can want him all she wants, but he's mine, Buffy thought.
inwardly. Probably don't really need this word, if someone's thinking something, it's just assumed that it's inward, otherwise it would be aloud, right?
"B, what's your problem?" Faith asked.
Buffy decided to take the opportunity to have little talk with the younger slayer.
"What's my problem Faith? You couldn't have knocked, or waited until we came out? And, you didn't find anything helpful," Buffy yelled.
"Look, I didn't know you two would be getting it on," Faith said, trying to convince the blonde. Of course, she was lying; she'd heard them. Buffy certainly was a loud one.
"Stay away from Spike!" Buffy said, in an intimidating voice.
"Or what?" Faith asked, rising to the challenge.
Buffy just glared angry daggers at her and was about to reply when Spike came out of the hotel room.
"Ready slayers?" he asked raising his scarred eyebrow. Spike could tell that something was going on. The tension in the air between them could be cut with a knife.
"Lead the way blondie," Faith exclaimed.
Spike gave her a strange look and walked on, with the slayers behind him.
A/N I will try to update this one faster. Hopefully my writer's block will go away soon. I promise though this story will not go on unfinished. I will complete it. I just need a little inspiration. Review for more and if you have any suggestions let me know.
Ch. 20
Buffy walked through the sewers with Spike beside her and Faith not far behind.
"I can't see anything," Faith complained looking ahead.
"Well I can't either. Spike, are we almost there?" Buffy asked with irritation.
"Yeah it's not much further pet," Spike answered, giving her a look of longing. It wasn't like she could see him, so he took the chance to really look at her face, with those pouty lips and shining green eyes.
She might not be able to see him looking at her but she could certainly feel the intensity of his stare. It made her feel warm fuzzes inside. Why did he have to make her feel that way? Spike was the last person that Buffy wanted to have feelings for.
"Here we are," Spike said climbing out the sewer entrance. Buffy and Faith climbed out behind him. The motel was straight ahead.
"Ready for some fun B?" Faith asked smiling.
"I just wanna get the bad guys," Buffy replied.
"Well I'm ready for a spot of violence!" Spike exclaimed, running to the motel under his blanket.
The slayers couldn't help but laugh as he ran from the sun to the safety of the motel lobby.
"Ok, I really think that we are out of our league here," Anya exclaimed.
"So, how can we stop the evil council?" Xander asked.
"I'm sure we will be able to figure out a way," Giles said unconvincingly.
"I have to agree with Anya. Rupert, we really need reinforcements, I don't even think the Coven would know what we should do," Olivia explained.
Giles was about to speak when there was a knock at the door.
Xander got up from the couch and opened the door.
"Yes can we help you?" Xander asked.
Buffy kicked open the motel room door. She had knocked at first but got no answer. It was clear that Martin had already left.
"They've obviously left," Faith said, after checking the room across the hall.
"Great! Where's Spike?" Buffy asked.
"Right here Slayer. So looks like they knew we were on to them," Spike said from the doorway.
"I'll go see if they left anything behind. Maybe a clue of where they are headed," Faith said, going across the hall. She smiled at the sexy vampire as she passed him.
Buffy watched as he lit up a fag. Why does he make smoking look so sexy? She asked herself. It's such a disgusting habit, but on him it looks so hot.
Spike saw her staring and moved towards her, like an animal stalking his prey.
Buffy couldn't make herself move. The way he was looking at her with those blue eyes made her heart start racing.
Spike could see he was having the effect he wanted on her and wanted to ravage her right in this room. He had promised himself that he would wait and let her make the first move. Keeping that promise was getting harder by the second, what with Buffy looking at him with pure lust in her eyes. You want more though, a voice inside his head told him.
Buffy wanted him just to kiss her. At that moment she didn't care about the consequences. She was sure he was going to make a move, but he was now standing right in front of her staring at her, while he crushed the fag with his boot.
Buffy couldn't take it anymore and pulled him to her; smashing her lips into his. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he deepened the kiss. Spike ran his fingers through her golden hair, moving his lips down to her neck. Buffy gasped for air and held his head to her neck. Suddenly, he pulled away and Buffy looked at him with startled eyes. Before she knew it, he had picked her up and carried her over to the bed.
"Spike, I want you!" Buffy groaned, as he dropped her gently on the bed and began teasing her breasts through her tank top
"I want you too luv," he said, as she pulled him up for a kiss. Their hands were everywhere, trying to get their clothes off. Soon Spike was left in only his pants and boots. Buffy straddled and licked his chest as he fumbled with the clasped on the back of her bra. She looked up at him with a hint of mischief in her eyes and grounded her hips against him.
"Buffy! I need you!" Spike said, moaning as she started to undo his black jeans.
"Well, you two just can't keep your hands to yourselves," Faith said, smirking at the door.
Spike and Buffy both quickly jumped off the bed. They tried to fix there clothes to look presentable.
"So Faith did ya find anything?" Buffy asked, trying to fix her hair.
"Nope," she answered, but was busy looking at the half-naked vampire on the bed.
Buffy rolled her eyes and walked out the door pulling Faith by the arm.
Couldn't she have knocked? Of course not, this was Faith! She obviously wants Spike. Well, she can want him all she wants, but he's mine, Buffy thought.
inwardly. Probably don't really need this word, if someone's thinking something, it's just assumed that it's inward, otherwise it would be aloud, right?
"B, what's your problem?" Faith asked.
Buffy decided to take the opportunity to have little talk with the younger slayer.
"What's my problem Faith? You couldn't have knocked, or waited until we came out? And, you didn't find anything helpful," Buffy yelled.
"Look, I didn't know you two would be getting it on," Faith said, trying to convince the blonde. Of course, she was lying; she'd heard them. Buffy certainly was a loud one.
"Stay away from Spike!" Buffy said, in an intimidating voice.
"Or what?" Faith asked, rising to the challenge.
Buffy just glared angry daggers at her and was about to reply when Spike came out of the hotel room.
"Ready slayers?" he asked raising his scarred eyebrow. Spike could tell that something was going on. The tension in the air between them could be cut with a knife.
"Lead the way blondie," Faith exclaimed.
Spike gave her a strange look and walked on, with the slayers behind him.
A/N I will try to update this one faster. Hopefully my writer's block will go away soon. I promise though this story will not go on unfinished. I will complete it. I just need a little inspiration. Review for more and if you have any suggestions let me know.