As always – thanks to all the great reviewers out there! Quick note to Melphis and anyone else who was wondering: yes, I am aware that the timeline is off. Tara and Willow didn't get together on the show until after Spike got his chip in. However, this is not the show – if you remember on the show, Spike didn't bite Buffy and turn her…but it happened here. This, as with all my fics, is not a remake of the show! I change and manipulate everything…it's a given! Sorry about the moan, but it's very irritating to have people review only in order to tell me these things! Unless in the summary it says I'll be rewriting the show assume that nothing is canon! L
Part Eight
A/N: Thanks to Lady Brandywyne for beta-ing the next chapter!!!
"See anything you like, pet?" Spike rumbled in her ear as his hands slid up her body, possessively squeezing both her breasts. "I know I do..."
Buffy made a pleased sound that was a cross somewhere between a moan from his ministrations and a giggle at his comment. She seemed to fade away from the world as her Sire gently bit over his mark. Flashing colours passed before her eyes and time itself seemed to stand still.
"Honey..." She drew out the word when she'd finally come to her senses. "I'm shopping!"
Spike growled, his eyes briefly resting on the two dead women at the till before rolling towards his mate. "Just take it all, ducks."
"Spike, you're missing the whole point of the word 'shopping'." Buffy informed him, pulling a random top from the rack in front of her, glancing at it, then returning it with a grimace. What were these designers thinking? Just cutting up last years' 'look' was not a new fashion statement! "All the fun is in the looking..."
To demonstrate her point she slowly pealed away her soft black cardigan, to reveal her leather encased body. She watched, with much satisfaction, as her Mate's eyes flashed a violent amber. Just as he was about to pounce, the door opened and the shop bell rang.
"Isn't he cute?"
Spike growled in annoyance at the red head's sudden appearance, "Fuck off!"
Buffy turned toward her lover with a playfully reproachful look, running a soft hand over his angled features, watching his expression soften. "Hon-ey! Be nice, look what she's brought us." She grinned at the cowering boy. "Hi Xander, miss me?"
"Come on Buff, you don't want to do this. It isn't you." Xander tried, shrinking as both Master Vampire and Slayer morphed into their true visage.
"Xander...see that was always your problem. You could never handle the truth of what the real me was." Buffy stated in a matter-of-fact tone of voice.
"Can we turn him?" Willow bounced up and down with child-like exuberance. She tugged on the leash she still held in her hands and Xander fell forward on to his hands and knees. Buffy opened her mouth to reply to Willow's question but was pre-empted.
"No. Fucking. Way."
Buffy frowned at the genuine anger in her sire's voice. She turned in his embrace, "Baby?"
"Hey, Buff, that's fine - good call, peroxide boy." Xander piped up, earning another sharp tug on the leash.
They all ignored him.
"Pet, Red's your friend, Red's good fun; Red I can handle. But not the whelp, not for eternity. Come on, ducks. Just eat him and have done with it." He waved an impatient hand in Xander's direction.
Buffy pouted, her lower lip jutting out and Spike growled at her back-handed tactics. She knew he could never resist her when she did that: so she did it at every bloody possible opportunity!
"Not gonna be swayed, Slayer. The answer's no." He shook his head in an attempt to further strengthen his claim.
"Please...for me?" Buffy circled her hips forwards into his and almost instantaneously his lips slammed down on hers, kissing her with a devouring intensity.
His tongue swept into her mouth, immediately searching, and finding, her sensitive fang-sheaths. The tip of his tongue dipped within them, teasing her flesh with his hard organ. Buffy whimpered, slumping in his hold as wave after wave of pure pleasure washed over her and she lost the capability of thought.
Willow sighed and pouted, turning to Xander. "They're always like this. I never get to play."
"You'd want to...play?" Xander asked, trying to sound disgusted even as he felt his dick harden at the erotic display before them.
"Sure, puppy....you can't tell me you don't want to, I can smell it, baby..." Willow smirked, leaning down as if to kiss him. The boy shivered, part of him knowing that he wanted her; the way he'd always wanted her. Her being a Vampire just seemed to emphasise the fact.
Xander didn't know where the hit had come from, but suddenly he was at the other side of the shop and his whole body ached from the still-unknown impact.
The crash brought Spike's head up, and he looked around taking in the cowering boy and the agitated witch. His young lover had yet to stop panting, and was nuzzling her ridges against his neck. Eager to get her alone Spike leaned down, brushing his lips against the shell of her ear.
"He pisses you off now pet, can you imagine how you're gonna feel in forty years; a hundred?" Spike murmured cajolingly against her skin, both their faces once again human. "Trust me on this, baby..."
Buffy finally raised her head, absently looking at Xander. She gave him the once over, then shrugged carelessly. "Eh..."
"What are we gonna do?" Willow whined, eager to be gone so they could discuss Tara. She knew she'd have to get their permission first, but Spike seemed to like her - he shouldn't mind Tara.
*Better not.* The rebellious part of her mind put in. Her body shook slightly as ancient Magicks wove within her, forcing her emotionally into submission, and she immediately felt sorry for her indiscriminative thoughts in regards to her grand Sire.
"You could always just let me go? There's a novel idea." Xander put in helpfully, trying to edge towards the door. But he couldn't move, god only knew what they'd done to him but something bad was broken.
"Quiet, puppy - adults are talking now." Willow hushed him, watching the other two Vampires converse.
Spike grinned into his mate's hair. "Kinda peckish, love."
Buffy leaned up, briefly brushing her lips over his. "Mmm, me too."
"Uh, g-guys?" Xander squirmed. "Come on, be original." He tried to force a laugh but it wouldn't come.
"Willow, honey - you hungry too?" Buffy asked her childe, a motherly smile on her face as the other vampiress nodded eagerly.
"Guys?" The human whimpered silently.
"Always wondered what he'd taste like..." Willow murmured, seductively licking her lips.
"Ewww, Wills - visuals!" Buffy scrunched up her nose and Spike laughed at the expression.
As one the three vampires turned to face the boy and their faces changed.
These were their not-so-human ones.
TBC
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