Title: C4 Oaths
Disclaimer: I hate this!! I know it's not mine!
Notes: Sorry this is a bit short but I didn't want to add what is now the next chapter to this because it wouldn't have been right. Yes ok please read and review.
Yimila paced restlessly, her mind in turmoil. Spike had defended her against the Slayer, said she was his friend, was worried about her…well cared that the others missed her. What she had done now seemed wrong against the fact that Spike had never said anything against her and… and Oh god what am I going to do? Yimila kicked out at the nearest tree.
"Yimila! Stop that!" a voice commanded.
Yimila whirled to answer back when she remembered she was no longer at home and the voice had belonged to the Alpha whose territory she was in. No longer a Beta, Yimila was forced to watch her every move and the fact she now lived in a what was a dictatorship to all intents and purposes, chaffed at her. She missed home and she missed her pack, the smells of comfort.
"Calm down. I know you miss your pack but we'll soon have it sorted then you can go back to life before this intrusion," the Alpha told her.
What if I'm wrong? What if this is supposed to happen? Yimila lowered her eyes to hide the tears glittering there.
-
"I think," Asara panted. "We should stop!"
"Stop?" Spike gasped. "You can't be serious!"
"Spike!"
"Spoil sport!" Spike muttered, relenting.
Asara regretted letting slip that she was ticklish because Spike used it at every opportunity to win a fight. Collapsing into a heap, legs turned to jelly Asara looked up at Spike's smug face and hissed,
"You're evil!"
"Better believe it pet," Spike nestled up to her and Asara snuggled into his embrace, happy.
Sometime later Asara spoke,
"Spike we need to talk."
"Bout what luv?" Spike stroked her hair.
"I got a message yesterday. We've been invited to go to the regional pack meetings," Asara moved so she could see him properly.
Spike stayed quiet, thinking about how far Asara wanted to take this. I don't want to hurt her. I will do that if I go and claim Alpha to the shifter.
It was like Asara had heard his thoughts,
"It will be hard. It'll be dangerous for us. The others won't be hurt but we might be attacked and if they do the other Alphas will order the subs in. As true Alphas we can't hurt the subs without the Alpha's permission or it's war."
"So we lie there and take it?" Spike asked.
"No. We can fight back as long as we don't break anything or draw blood," Asara replied before looking at him, a question on her face. "Will you come as my mate Spike? I don't want to force you and it's a big commitment to undertake. Pack leadership is a twenty four seven job."
"And I'll hurt you if I go as Alpha. I can't bloody do that."
"No you won't hurt me. I need the others see how much you mean to me and they need their eyes opening," Asara confessed
Spike thought about her, the others, even Yimila. Do I want to make a bloody claim on their lives? Are they mine to protect? Spike vamped out, raised his hand to his mouth and sliced open the pad at the base of his thumb.
"I Spike, also known as William the Bloody, do swear to protect my pack and all that live within. I take Asara as my mate and I will go every where with her, for forever," Spike held out his hand to Asara.
She knew what the vampire oath meant, even if it was an exotic blend of their two cultures. Having a Master vampire's protect was a huge deal in the demon community and no one would mess with their pack again. Our? Yes our! Asara bloodied her own palm and swore her oath.
"I Asara hear Spike's oath and accept it. I swear to defend our pack against all enemies and I will live at his side forever, mated soul to soul, demon to demon. We know no boundaries and accept none," Asara pressed her hand to his, mixing their blood.
Spike drew Asara forward and kissed her, tongue thrusting between both sets of fangs and the passion rose between them. Asara climbed into his lap and her hands traced the vertebra in Spike's back before they ran around the waist band on his jeans. She broke free and huskily demanded to be taken. Spike growled low as he pitched Asara off his lap so he could pull off his jeans and t-shirt and he grew harder as Asara mimicked his actions with her clothes.
There was no prelude. Spike flattened Asara to the floor and claimed her heat with a savage thrust which made Asara cry out and wrap her legs around his waist. She met his every drive forward with a lift of her hips, drawing him deeper. Asara drew blood on Spike's back with her nails and he hissed in pleasure, biting at her neck.
"Do it!" Asara managed to gasp out.
Spike plunged needle sharp fangs into her neck, making her moan and coppery blood rushed into his mouth. The power in it made him thrust faster and Asara couldn't stop herself returning the favour. She clamped down hard and drew her own blood from Spike which made him dig his fingers into the carpet.
Both lifted their heads at the same time and kissed. Asara tasted herself and came with a hiss and his name on her lips. Grounding Asara down into the carpet Spike one last time came with a cry of her name before collapsing onto her. Asara rolled them onto their sides but it was a while before either could speak.
"Wow. It's never been like that before," Asara shook her head.
"I think the blood did something," Spike raised his head from her shoulder.
"Base natures," Asara relaxed into Spike, pleasantly floppy.
"I liked it," Spike admitted. Hell I liked it a lot.
"Which bit?" Asara asked.
"All of it. When you said 'take me', when you drew blood, when I did," Spike grinned.
"Me too," Asara smiled before they lapsed into silence again.
They lay facing each other, arms and legs still entangled, and neither wanted to break into the contentment surrounding them. Asara freed one hand and ran her fingers over his healing bite. "You know this is scaring?"
Spike blinked and lifted his head to survey the bite he had given her.
"Yours as well," Spike kissed the spot where he'd laid his mark.
"They shouldn't do that cause of who we are," Asara pointed out.
"Vampires have a legend of sorts that says that true bonded couples will mark each other for all others to see," Spike frowned as he remembered.
Asara smirked,
"For them to see yours you'll have to walk around without your shirt on."
She had bitten him on the right shoulder rather than the neck, sinking her fangs into the muscle whilst Spike had bitten the soft flesh over her jugular on the left side of her neck.
On a sudden impulse Spike leant forward and kissed the white line running across the artery and Asara arched her neck up. Drawing back he stared at her. She's mine now and no one is going to touch her. Spike ran his fingers down her cheek and smiled.
Asara shuddered slightly at the possessiveness she saw written there before she grinned and bent over to brush her lips gently over the messier mark she'd left on his shoulder. Spike's muscles rolled under her touch and Asara ran her tongue down the mark, making Spike moan quietly. She pushed him onto his back and continued to use her tongue on the rest of him to great effect until Spike couldn't stand anymore. Spike hauled her up to kiss her before he swore loudly as she straddled him,
"Bloody hell you're insatiable!"
"Yeah," Asara whispered.
-
"Guys? I wondered if…" Juidon stopped in the process of pushing door open. Spike and Asara were cuddled up, naked, together on the floor, never having made the bed. She lay on her stomach whilst Spike was wrapped around her, arm over her back and leg over her legs.
"Err… whether you have an answer for Wmor?" Juidon finished.
Asara lifted her head sleepily and looked at her friend.
"Yeah tell him to expect us all but don't tell him that I have a mate. Just tell him it's a new pack member. I need to have the upper hand over him," Asara was utterly serious.
Juidon nodded before she grinned,
"Having fun?"
"Yeah. She's a bloody inexhaustible bundle of pheromones," Spike muttered.
Asara blushed slightly.
"Must have a lot of stamina to wear a Master vampire out," Juidon teased.
Asara turned an even deeper shade of red which spread down her body.
"Thanks Juidon!" she glared at her.
Juidon bowed before backing out and shutting the door.
"You are so for it mister!"
"You've said that before luv."
"Yeah and you enjoyed your punishment didn't you?"
"Hell I think I need a refresh."
Juidon grinned. Oh and we all know what that's going to be! Neither one of them was particularly quiet in the bedroom and the rest of the household knew exactly what they were up to and when. Well at least they're happy and enjoying themselves.