Kidnapped!
Chapter 2: Her Last Kiss
The Mansion
"Where are those two? I hope they haven't failed like the rest....." the Master said casually.
"Don't worry, they'll succeed. They always do," Darla reassured her Sire.
"The fire tells me such wonderful things. Angel and Spike have succeeded," she smiled her usual faraway smile.
"See? Everything is fine," Darla told the Master.
Just before he could reply, Angelus and Spike appeared.
"Marvelous! You have returned! Successful I hope?" the Master greeted them.
"We have our cargo, if that's what you're asking. Which, by the way, Spike has so graciously offered to guard for us while we go out to eat," Angelus replied smirking.
"Hang on, I never said-"Spike objected.
"You can admire her all you want now, Spikey-boy," Angelus whispered into Spike's ear. He straightened and said more loudly, "Let's go and eat. Darla, Dru." He turned toward Darla and Drusilla and linked arms with them.
"Sure, just go, Spike can take care of it, he's got nothing better to do........I'll show them what's what," Spike growled furiously. "It's called flirting, mate, not volunteering."
He sighed. It was no use. He walked to his personal room and laid Buffy on his bed. As he looked at her sleeping form his expression softened, he shook his head. "Bloody chick........." he muttered as he lay down on his sofa and fell asleep.
A few hours later
Buffy stirred and awoke to a dark ceiling. How had she gotten there? Had it all been a bad dream? She sat up in the bed and took in her surroundings. This was definitely not her room. "Where am I?" she asked aloud, breaking the silence. No one answered her. She swung her legs to the edge of the bed she'd woken on and stood up quietly. She tiptoed to the door in case anyone was hiding in the shadows. When she tried the door she found it locked, so she looked around the room for a key. After finding nothing anywhere on the walls, did her eyes survey the room she was in. It was darkly decorated, with the curtains drawn, and the solid black that was the bed and sofa. She did a double take. Was there something on the sofa that might help her? She decided she would check just to be thorough. She walked over to find Spike asleep, keys in his back pocket.
She licked her lips and tried not to make a sound. She stretched out her hand and was about to snatch the keys when an alabaster hand shot out and brought her down on top of him. "Careful, cutie, you could get hurt around here," purred the rich voice of the British vampire, making her want to stop, want to stay in his arms forever.
"Let go of me!" she tried to wriggle away without much effort, but even if she had tried she wouldn't have been able to escape anyway, his grip on her was stronger than Angelus's had ever been.
"You're a feisty one, aren't you? You know you're cute when you're mad," he said playfully.
"Stop it!" she began to snap out of the thrall his voice had put her under. She fought back as hard as she could, but his grip tightened even more.
He laughed. Oh, now he had gone and made her cry...... He turned her toward him and kissed her deeply. His cool tongue forced his way into her hot mouth, robbing it of its treasures. She tried to turn away but he forced her to roll underneath him. She moved her hands behind his head to make him think she wasn't going to cause him any more problems. Then when he released her mouth, she punched him in the jaw.
She's a sly one........ Spike couldn't help but think. As he was about to get off her, she grabbed his head and invaded his mouth. She kneaded him in the stomach so he would vamp out. She kissed him even harder when he complied, running her tongue over his fangs. She pricked her tongue slightly and let him suck on the blood. When she finally left his mouth, she was gasping for air. When she caught her breath, she realized that he was sucking in her neck with his cool firey mouth. She pulled his head up to hers, "Kill me," she whispered. Then she kissed with such need it surprised him. Suddenly Spike's enhanced hearing heard something........a door opening and voices. "Sorry, luv, I can't do that," he whispered back. He then got up off her, "Quick, get on the bed!" he whispered hurriedly, knowing Angelus could come in any minute. She jumped up quickly and threw herself on the bed and pretended to be asleep.
"Hello, Spike, did our visitor wake up yet?" Angelus asked casually trying to anger the other vampire.
"No, the bloody chick slept like a rock," Spike replied coolly.
"We brought you back someone in the dinning room," Angelus replied puzzled at the calm vampire.
"Good, I'm starved," Spike complained as he walked out the door.
"I wonder........" Angelus said to nobody in particular as he looked at the 'sleeping' teen.