Author's Note: Just um... 7 more chapters to go. Yay! I have them all outlined and everything, so expect quick updates, unless of course their are no reviews and then well... :P
Disclaimer: How many times must I declare that I don't own btvs or angel?
Chapter 17
Buffy moved against Spike, their bodies as one, heated skin pressed against the other. Since Spike had come back from Los Angeles, Buffy had demanded that he stay with her. Joyce in the beginning had been skeptical, but it was Spike, whom she already thought of as son, due to some odd circumstances, though she didn't know about the marriage, that remained secret.
Spike kissed Buffy's eyelids as they fluttered in pleasure and ran his hand down her side, eliciting another moan from her exquisite mouth. "God Buffy, I love you."
She smiled up at him and pressed a finger against his lips. "Shhh, make love to me..." She needed him, badly, to help her forget about the pressures, to forget about Xander and all the pain that she felt for him, she needed her release from this world, if even just for a moment, and with Spike she could get that.
More than happy to oblige to her wishes Spike kissed down to her collarbone, nipping at the flesh that was there, letting his hands roam all over her body in order to feed the fire that burned within her body and between her legs. Finding his goal, the apex of her legs, her let a single digit slide between her folds as his mouth continued to torment her upper body, finding her breasts as a special delight that needed plenty of attention.
Buffy groaned as she felt his finger slide inside of her. It was nowhere near what she needed, she needed him. The fires in her body felt as though they would incinerate her at any moment. Another digit joined the one already inside of her and her back arched as he curled them upwards inside of her, touching her and making her moan.
Letting his thumb brush across her clit, he looked up from his ministrations upon her right breast to smirk at her reaction, eyes closed shut, lips slightly parted and face flushed as she begged him to feel him inside of her. Admittedly, he too was burning to be inside of her, his member fully erect and straining to reach the ultimate goal, sheathed inside of his love. It wasn't until he felt her gentle hand grasping him guiding him to her that his resolve crumbled.
He entered her, sliding inside of her as a sword would a scabbard, fit just for him; she was tight around him, sheathing him perfectly. She could feel how perfectly her fit inside of her, touching her deeply and making her want to scream out in ecstasy. The rhythm was gentle at first and then more demanding as both of them needed their release. Closer and closer they came, moaning each other's name, needing it, wanting it, needing each other. Spike reached down and twisted one of her nipples between his forefinger and thumb, then dipping his head down to nip at it, letting both of his hands drop to below her ass, lifting her to allow for better leverage.
If she didn't have her release soon, Buffy swore that she would explode. Spike moved back up to look into her eyes, blue meeting green and it felt as though the ocean crashed together as he kissed her, passionately, desperately, needing, wanting, having, all in one. They both came forcefully, then drifted off into sleep, wrapping in one another's arms.
Buffy walked through the Magic Shop, seeing the books and other merchandise strewn across the room. She was alone, looking among the wreckage of the shop, but stopped suddenly at the sound of an injured moan coming from behind the counter. She heard it again and moved forward, slowly, apprehensively.
Giles lay propped against the wall in a chair, his head bleeding and a note that she couldn't make out. "Oh God! Giles!" She ran to help him, but it was as though she couldn't reach him.
"Buffy, no, you mustn't, you have to go save Dawn. The future of this world rests with Dawn," said Giles, looking up at her with pained eyes.
"Yes Buffy, go save Dawn. Leave your watcher here, I'll take good care of him." Angel grinned at her, but it wasn't Angel... she'd seen that grin before... it was...
Suddenly Buffy was in the middle of the street, looking up at a large construction site, Dawn was at the top and Spike was beside her now. "Can't save um all luv. Know that I love you though."
Spike plunged a stake into Angel's heart and Angel looked at her with a pathetic look before crumbling to dust. Glory stood in front of Buffy now and laughed at her. "He's right, you'll never be able to save your brat of a sister. I'm a God dearie. Why don't you just give up now? Let me go home, then slice your sister to bits to close up the portal. Shouldn't be too hard."
Buffy went to punch her, but couldn't it felt as though she couldn't move her arms as she looked up at the top of the tower. Spike was there, but the portal was opening. She could do nothing. Then a bright golden light...
"NO!!!! DAWN!!!!!!!!" Buffy woke, a cold sweat covering her body as her heart beat raced in her chest.
Spike, waking up at his love's exclamation, wrapped his arms comfortingly around her. "Shh... Dawn's at Willow's luv... what's wrong?"
"Oh God..." She buried her face in his chest. "It... Giles... you... Dawn... Angelus..."
"Angelus?"
"We need to go find Giles... God I hope that wasn't one of my 'this dream will happen' dreams."
Spike sighed and kissed her forehead. "You go check on Giles. I'll call Red and make sure that Little Bit is safe and sound."
"Come with me... Please?" Her voice was pleading, it was as though she were afraid of him leaving her, that she wouldn't be able to handle what she saw in her dream if she saw it in real life.
"Alright luv, I'll come with you."
Walking into the Magic Shop the same scene met her as that met her in her dream. "Bloody hell, what happened in here? Looks like a Largos Demon went dancing."
Buffy game Spike a strange look. "I don't even wanna know... but, this is what I saw in my dream... and Giles... he was..." She made a sudden bolt for behind the counter, and sure enough Giles was there, blood still flowing from the wound on his head. She pulled her sweater off and placed it against his head. "Hold on Giles, I'll get you some help."
Spike pulled the note off of the man's tweed jacket and read it. "Um, luv... looks like our situation just got worse..."
"Wha...?"
"Angelus... he's here... He did this."
"But... I just saw ANGEL... he wasn't Angelus..."
Giles looked up at Buffy and with his weak strength, gripped her arm with his hand. "Angelus was here, with Glory, they know that Dawn is the key. You MUST save her... the fate of this world depends on her."
Spike was already on the phone to Willow as Giles looked pleadingly up at Buffy. All of it, it was all coming out to be the way that it was in the dream... her sister would die...
"Red, hey, it's Spike... Red, calm down... Red... oh God... okay, um, we'll get her, don't worry. Could you and Tara come take care of Rupert though? He's hurt pretty bad... Don't worry Red, we'll get her back, it's not your fault... Don't talk like that, it's gonna be fine..." He hung up the phone. "I hope... Luv?"
Buffy turned her attention to Spike, hoping that he held good news.
"Angelus and Glory have her... Red tried to stop them, but they overpowered her... Red was lucky to make it out alive..."
"Oh..." She couldn't finish her sentence as tears welled up in her eyes. "Spike... she's gonna die... this world is going to end tonight..."
"No, it's not and don't you dare talk like that. We'll get her back luv. Come on, let's go get some weapons and get Little Bit back." He went and picked Buffy up from where she slumped against the floor. "Red is gonna come take care of Giles."
Truthfully, Spike was scared shitless of what was going to happen, he didn't know if they would be able to stop Glory, but he made a solemn vow that Angelus would pay, for everything that he has ever done. Angelus, tonight, would die at his hands like he should have years ago.
Collecting all of the weapons that they might possibly need, including Thor's Hammer, forged by the gods themselves, for Buffy to wield against Glory, the two began their journey to where Buffy's dream had told them they would find Glory and Angelus, and Dawn...
Tonight would be a fight to the death. Would good triumph over evil, or would the world be sucked into hell and everything and everyone that they held dear be condemned to die?
Disclaimer: How many times must I declare that I don't own btvs or angel?
Chapter 17
Buffy moved against Spike, their bodies as one, heated skin pressed against the other. Since Spike had come back from Los Angeles, Buffy had demanded that he stay with her. Joyce in the beginning had been skeptical, but it was Spike, whom she already thought of as son, due to some odd circumstances, though she didn't know about the marriage, that remained secret.
Spike kissed Buffy's eyelids as they fluttered in pleasure and ran his hand down her side, eliciting another moan from her exquisite mouth. "God Buffy, I love you."
She smiled up at him and pressed a finger against his lips. "Shhh, make love to me..." She needed him, badly, to help her forget about the pressures, to forget about Xander and all the pain that she felt for him, she needed her release from this world, if even just for a moment, and with Spike she could get that.
More than happy to oblige to her wishes Spike kissed down to her collarbone, nipping at the flesh that was there, letting his hands roam all over her body in order to feed the fire that burned within her body and between her legs. Finding his goal, the apex of her legs, her let a single digit slide between her folds as his mouth continued to torment her upper body, finding her breasts as a special delight that needed plenty of attention.
Buffy groaned as she felt his finger slide inside of her. It was nowhere near what she needed, she needed him. The fires in her body felt as though they would incinerate her at any moment. Another digit joined the one already inside of her and her back arched as he curled them upwards inside of her, touching her and making her moan.
Letting his thumb brush across her clit, he looked up from his ministrations upon her right breast to smirk at her reaction, eyes closed shut, lips slightly parted and face flushed as she begged him to feel him inside of her. Admittedly, he too was burning to be inside of her, his member fully erect and straining to reach the ultimate goal, sheathed inside of his love. It wasn't until he felt her gentle hand grasping him guiding him to her that his resolve crumbled.
He entered her, sliding inside of her as a sword would a scabbard, fit just for him; she was tight around him, sheathing him perfectly. She could feel how perfectly her fit inside of her, touching her deeply and making her want to scream out in ecstasy. The rhythm was gentle at first and then more demanding as both of them needed their release. Closer and closer they came, moaning each other's name, needing it, wanting it, needing each other. Spike reached down and twisted one of her nipples between his forefinger and thumb, then dipping his head down to nip at it, letting both of his hands drop to below her ass, lifting her to allow for better leverage.
If she didn't have her release soon, Buffy swore that she would explode. Spike moved back up to look into her eyes, blue meeting green and it felt as though the ocean crashed together as he kissed her, passionately, desperately, needing, wanting, having, all in one. They both came forcefully, then drifted off into sleep, wrapping in one another's arms.
Buffy walked through the Magic Shop, seeing the books and other merchandise strewn across the room. She was alone, looking among the wreckage of the shop, but stopped suddenly at the sound of an injured moan coming from behind the counter. She heard it again and moved forward, slowly, apprehensively.
Giles lay propped against the wall in a chair, his head bleeding and a note that she couldn't make out. "Oh God! Giles!" She ran to help him, but it was as though she couldn't reach him.
"Buffy, no, you mustn't, you have to go save Dawn. The future of this world rests with Dawn," said Giles, looking up at her with pained eyes.
"Yes Buffy, go save Dawn. Leave your watcher here, I'll take good care of him." Angel grinned at her, but it wasn't Angel... she'd seen that grin before... it was...
Suddenly Buffy was in the middle of the street, looking up at a large construction site, Dawn was at the top and Spike was beside her now. "Can't save um all luv. Know that I love you though."
Spike plunged a stake into Angel's heart and Angel looked at her with a pathetic look before crumbling to dust. Glory stood in front of Buffy now and laughed at her. "He's right, you'll never be able to save your brat of a sister. I'm a God dearie. Why don't you just give up now? Let me go home, then slice your sister to bits to close up the portal. Shouldn't be too hard."
Buffy went to punch her, but couldn't it felt as though she couldn't move her arms as she looked up at the top of the tower. Spike was there, but the portal was opening. She could do nothing. Then a bright golden light...
"NO!!!! DAWN!!!!!!!!" Buffy woke, a cold sweat covering her body as her heart beat raced in her chest.
Spike, waking up at his love's exclamation, wrapped his arms comfortingly around her. "Shh... Dawn's at Willow's luv... what's wrong?"
"Oh God..." She buried her face in his chest. "It... Giles... you... Dawn... Angelus..."
"Angelus?"
"We need to go find Giles... God I hope that wasn't one of my 'this dream will happen' dreams."
Spike sighed and kissed her forehead. "You go check on Giles. I'll call Red and make sure that Little Bit is safe and sound."
"Come with me... Please?" Her voice was pleading, it was as though she were afraid of him leaving her, that she wouldn't be able to handle what she saw in her dream if she saw it in real life.
"Alright luv, I'll come with you."
Walking into the Magic Shop the same scene met her as that met her in her dream. "Bloody hell, what happened in here? Looks like a Largos Demon went dancing."
Buffy game Spike a strange look. "I don't even wanna know... but, this is what I saw in my dream... and Giles... he was..." She made a sudden bolt for behind the counter, and sure enough Giles was there, blood still flowing from the wound on his head. She pulled her sweater off and placed it against his head. "Hold on Giles, I'll get you some help."
Spike pulled the note off of the man's tweed jacket and read it. "Um, luv... looks like our situation just got worse..."
"Wha...?"
"Angelus... he's here... He did this."
"But... I just saw ANGEL... he wasn't Angelus..."
Giles looked up at Buffy and with his weak strength, gripped her arm with his hand. "Angelus was here, with Glory, they know that Dawn is the key. You MUST save her... the fate of this world depends on her."
Spike was already on the phone to Willow as Giles looked pleadingly up at Buffy. All of it, it was all coming out to be the way that it was in the dream... her sister would die...
"Red, hey, it's Spike... Red, calm down... Red... oh God... okay, um, we'll get her, don't worry. Could you and Tara come take care of Rupert though? He's hurt pretty bad... Don't worry Red, we'll get her back, it's not your fault... Don't talk like that, it's gonna be fine..." He hung up the phone. "I hope... Luv?"
Buffy turned her attention to Spike, hoping that he held good news.
"Angelus and Glory have her... Red tried to stop them, but they overpowered her... Red was lucky to make it out alive..."
"Oh..." She couldn't finish her sentence as tears welled up in her eyes. "Spike... she's gonna die... this world is going to end tonight..."
"No, it's not and don't you dare talk like that. We'll get her back luv. Come on, let's go get some weapons and get Little Bit back." He went and picked Buffy up from where she slumped against the floor. "Red is gonna come take care of Giles."
Truthfully, Spike was scared shitless of what was going to happen, he didn't know if they would be able to stop Glory, but he made a solemn vow that Angelus would pay, for everything that he has ever done. Angelus, tonight, would die at his hands like he should have years ago.
Collecting all of the weapons that they might possibly need, including Thor's Hammer, forged by the gods themselves, for Buffy to wield against Glory, the two began their journey to where Buffy's dream had told them they would find Glory and Angelus, and Dawn...
Tonight would be a fight to the death. Would good triumph over evil, or would the world be sucked into hell and everything and everyone that they held dear be condemned to die?
