Buffy's phone slid from her hand. Dawn was in trouble and it was because of her.
"Buffy," Giles gently shook her.
"Get Willow, she needs to get locator spell done." Giles did so, he returned five minutes later. Willow sat down and took out a map of the world.
"I'm gonna need some of your blood, Buff." Buffy took out a pocket knife and slit her palm and let the blood drip onto the map. Buffy couldn't keep focused on anything. Once again she had put Dawn in danger because of a choice she made. It moved to Manchester.
"How?" Buffy asked,
"He has a really powerful witch with him." Willow noted, "I'm stronger but... Buff that type of witchcraft is rare. It's not spirit magic or ancestral magic. It's..." Willow's nose began to bleed. "It's blood magic. It's dark," Willow's eyes glowed white. Then her face dropped in horror.
"Wills," Buffy's face dropped as she saw blood trickle out of Willow's eyes.
"He's using Dawn's blood. Buffy she's still the Key. Her blood is even more powerful than yours. Hell, even doppelganger blood." Buffy's face darkened. "We don't have time to get the girls. Me and you have to go." Buffy took hold of the scythe and Willow grasped her wrist. She began to chant. There was a loud popping noise and Buffy felt the wind leave her body. She had teleported with Willow before but this was different. She could feel the anger Willow had through her magic.
When Buffy opened her eyes they stood in front of a large mansion. It was old, Buffy could tell that much by looking at it. She walked strait to the door and kicked it down. When she tried to pass she felt her skin burn.
"It's a boundary spell. If you aren't welcome it will hurt you." Willow took a crystal out of her pocket and placed it on the blood. It began to glow blue and the blood was sucked into the crystal. "We have twenty minutes at the most." Buffy took off at full speed. Willow groaned, wishing she could keep up with the Slayer. She tapped into her magic.
Buffy was met with a large door, satanic and pagan symbolism covered the door. They were all drawn in human blood. Willow appeared next to her. She felt her eyes and hair change and she touched the door. It began to glow bright red before the wards crumbled and the door along with it. Willow stepped inside first, letting her power fill the room.
"Maddox," she growled. She knew him the minute her eyes fell on him. He looked like he had seen a ghost,
"Willow," that's when Buffy heard the chuckle. Her head snapped up and her eyes focused on Klaus.
"Well as much as I'd hate to cut this reunion short," Klaus appeared behind Buffy. She didn't even hesitate before ramming the stake end of the scythe backwards. She heard him gasp.
"I thought you'd be smart for your age. Never piss of a Slayer," she growled. She ripped the scythe out before doing a spinning round house kick. He felt a rib shatter and he went soaring into a wall. While Buffy and Klaus began to fight, Willow Spotted dawn. She had a pentagram carved into her forehead and many symbols from different cultures around it. When she saw the mark of Lathos (a high level demon) her eyes widened.
"We really need to stop running into each other," Maddox said. Willow just flicked her wrist and a beam crumbled. It disintegrated as it made its descent from the arched roof. Willow barely had time to react when a stream of fire was shot at her. She held up and and it dissipated. She felt it singe her arm and she bit her cheek against the scream.
Maddox stopped dead when he saw her hair changing. It went from black to a perfect grey.
"You really shouldn't have touched Dawn," Willow pouted. Her voice was disembodied, what was worse was the power that radiated off her. He didn't think a witch could have completely mastery over light and dark magic. Who was he kidding? If anyone could pull it off it was Willow.
He panicked and began channeling more power from Dawn. Her body began to turn a cold grey, the color rapidly draining from her skin. Willow suddenly stood in front of him and placed a hand in his chest. He felt his heart contract and he screamed.
On the other side of the room, Buffy and Klaus fought.
"What's the matter love, am I tiring you out?" Buffy dropped the scythe and spread her arms out to her sides.
"Yes, that's it. After every single vampire, demon and other darkness I have faced, it is you, Klaus Mikaelson, who has made me tired during a fight. You know, how can you be so full of yourself?" She asked, placing her hand in her hips. She cocked her head to the right and her bottom lip stuck out. Klaus growled,
"You really have the gal to say something like that to me?" He hissed, Buffy scoffed.
"Please, I made remarks to a Hell God. I'm still here, she isn't." Buffy shrugged, "so, what do you say, love? You think you have what it takes to beat me?" Buffy asked, Klaus struck out at lightning fast speed. Buffy inwardly chuckled. He was sloppy, clearly not having to use fighting skills in a long time. Though she could tell by his form he knew many styles.
She dodged and ducked his punched before landing six consecutive jabs to his stomach. That only seemed to anger him more. In a split second his fighting stance changed. Son of bitch! Of course he knew Maitai! He went on the offensive, that's when Buffy felt and excruciating pain in her left arm. It had snapped completely in half when his fist made contact.
"Did I hurt you love?" He took the time to gloat. Buffy spun on her heel and backhanded him hard with her right hand. He spiraled backwards.
"You did, but people always seem to forget I'm a rightly." She felt her arm mend. "So, Klaus. Tell me, why go after a Slayers little sister. Especially if it's my sister?" Klaus picked himself off the ground.
"Let's be clear, if I can't get to you, I will go after your friends, your family, etcetera..." Buffy just groaned,
"All bad guys are the same. I'll go after your friends, your family, blah blah blah." She mocked, mimicking his voice. She placed a hand on her forehead. "Seriously, I'm pretty sure there should be a law with copyright infringement with bad guys. Because it's all the same," she began to list off many different things. "I'll kill you before you can blink", or, "your family will die by my hands", let's not forget the classic, "I have your loved one." Seriously!" She exclaimed as she caught his fist in her hand. She spun around and fling him to the other side of the room. "Write your own material!"
Klaus was now beyond pissed. He was on Buffy in a second. She screamed in pain when she felt a few bones shatter. The Slayer was knocked over and placed a knee between them.
Willow watched the two powerful beings fight. Maddox was incapacitated and she was waking up Dawn.
"Why me?" Dawn whined,
"I'm glad you're okay Dawnie." Willow watched in horror as Buffy's neck was snapped. She knew her best friend was immortal but seeing it happen made her stomach churn.
"You are not going anywhere!" Klaus yelled, he charged them but Willow grabbed Dawn's hand and they disappeared.
Buffy woke up with a groan. Her neck hurt like a bitch. Fuck! He broke her neck. When she looked at her surroundings she realized she was lying in a bed. Her shoes and socks were also off. 'Weird' she thought. She wasn't chained or anything. Her scythe was next to her. She shook her head in confusion. Klaus sat in a chair facing the bed, a glass of scotch in hand. She looked cute when she slept. Her neck had healed back in place but she didn't wake up until just then. She had been dreaming before, muttering about cheese.
Her eyes fixated on him,
"Where the hell am I?" Klaus chuckled and handed her a drink. It was rare to find someone as powerful as he is. Someone with that same strength and immortality. She looked at the scotch with disgust, "I hate scotch." She said, "I also hate you. Now where am I?" She barked, Klaus could feel the power that came off her in waves.
He sat his glass of scotch down. He had mixed feelings. Her was extremely sexually attracted to her. She was witty and funny but at the same time deadly. He also hated the fact that she was as strong if not stronger than he was. She was only twenty six years old, he was a thousand. Yet she had more strength than an Original.
"I'm curious," he finally said. She raised an eyebrow,
"Curious about?"
"You," Buffy shook her head.
"That was the shittiest come on line in history!" Buffy exclaimed, Klaus decided to take that as a challenge. He suddenly sat beside her. "What are you do-" her words were cut off when he kissed her. He knew what he was doing. Buffy felt a strange array of feelings all at once. Hatred, sexual attraction, anger, lust etc. What bothered her the most was that she didn't break away from the kiss. A part of her wanted this, she wanted him to claim her. He broke away,
"Still think that was a bad come on line?" He asked,
"Yes," she gasped when he nipped at her neck. "But you and your sexy accent and your perfect lips are not fair." God he was so hot! Buffy felt like a horny school girl. "And your abs and why am I saying these things?" His hand slipped under her shirt and under the cup of her bra. She moaned lightly, "stop!" She protested, but only halfheartedly.
Finally she came to her senses and moved backwards on the bed.
"Please stop," she said quietly. Something about him drove her insane. "Please just stop. Let's leave this alone. I already hate myself for the fact that I wanna fuck you. You tried to kill my sister." He smirked,
"What can I say love? I told you I will go after your family." He trailed his fingers along the inside of her thigh. Damn him. "We could... Strike an arrangement," he said. He felt her wetness through her jeans and he rested his hand there.
"I am not going to have sex with you so you don't kill my sister!" She snapped, Klaus just smirked.
"I wasn't suggesting that." He moved his mouth to her neck. He nibbled and licked her pulse point. She had missed being touched like this. But she shook her head.
"Then what do you want?" She breathed out when his hand slipped into the front of her jeans and into her panties.
"God, you're so wet," he growled into her neck. He then removed his hand and pulled back.
"I need your help." He said,
"With what?" He smirked,
"In 998 I met a coven who worshiped Lathos. When his spirit appeared we struck a deal. He would help me break my curse if I brought him a young girl... And I did, but a pesky girl by the name Marianna Andenera killed the worshipers and vervained me."
"She was the longest living Slayer in history up until me." Buffy said,
"I need your witches help, along with a drop of your sisters blood and that is all." Buffy thought about it for a moment. If it meant that the most ruthless vampire in history, a man who Angelus himself would fear, would stop coming after her and her family she would do it.
"Fine." Buffy said, Klaus smirked.
"Now... Where were we?" Buffy found herself locked in a passionate kiss. Her eyes closed and her body responded. She gasped when her jeans were torn away. He pulled back and eased her panties off. He moved his mouth to her neck. Leaving small bites has he kissed and sucked along the hallow of her neck. He trailed his hand slowly down her. Stopping at them of her shirt and ripped it down the middle.
She discarded the shredded garment. His hand moved ever more slowly down until he reached her clit. He rubbed it slowly and her eyes snapped shut, a low moan escaping her. He moved his fingers down to her lips.
"You're so fucking wet," he growled. Buffy shuddered as he traced his fingers around her opening. Her sensitive slit ached for his touch. After moments of brutal waiting his slid a finger inside her. "So tight," he purred. He bent his finger inside her. She was tight, her walls were velvety and soft. "Are you wet for me?" He asked huskily,
"Yes," she gasped when he slid another finger inside her. "God yes," her voice cut of by a groan when he moved his fingers within her. He found her g-spot and she screamed in pleasure. He smirked,
"How are you so tight?" He mumbled into her mouth. He kissed her hard, tracing his tongue around her lips. She opened them, allowing him access. He explored her mouth, his tongue tasting her, claiming her. She moaned into his mouth when he increased the speed of his fingers. He hooked the tips of his fingers a little and pressed against her sweet spot again.
She shuddered. He smirked against her lips.
"You have to much clothing on," she moaned out. He removed his hand and from her, he kicked off his shoes and in a matter of moments he was in only his boxers. Buffy took her bra off before she flipped him underneath her. "My turn," she whispered in his ear. She ran her hands over his abs before moving them slowly upward. She ground her hips against him and smirked when she felt him harden more.
Her hands rested on his shoulders and she attacked him with her mouth. She licked his neck before biting down softly, emitting a grown from him. She moved her attention to his mouth. She kissed him slowly, but passionately. Her tongue invaded his mouth and he let out a groan. She moved her hips in such a way that it was making him need her more.
"I'm growing tired of your games." He rasped, causing the blonde to only smirk.
"What do you mean? You can't let me pleasure you?" She asked, biting down on her lip. "Come on," she pleaded. She ground her hips harder against him. Feeling his erection press against her wet center made her groan. "Let me service you." She whispered in his ear seductively. She nibbled on his ear lobe and Klaus groaned as she rocked her hips.
She got up briefly before she slid lower. She tugged his boxers down and his length stood free. She had forgotten how big he was (not that she could remember) and she smiled shyly. He went to say something but gasped when she licked the head of his throbbing erection. She treated it like candy. Slowly licking and sucking. A droplet of precum shined on his head and she licked it off.
Slowly she took him in. Swirling her tongue around the head before moving ever downward. Her eyes watered as she took the rest of him in. She then began to bob her head. She moved up slowly before she began to tease him. He bucked his hips. He groaned when her tongue moved across the back of the head. She felt him tighten. He went to moved her but she held herself tightly to the bed and finished him.
"Fuck!" He screamed as his orgasm tore through him. Buffy took in his release, making small gulping noises. Klaus flipped them and she gasped as he slammed into her. He filled her completely, she clenched herself around him, causing him to groan. He slid out of her and slammed into her again and again.
Buffy screeched when he hit one particular spot inside her, one that hadn't been touched in a very long time. He felt himself grow harder as she worked her muscle groups around him. Klaus had prided himself in lasting long in bed, but the Slayer made that difficult.
He began to move faster.
"Klaus!" She screamed when he buried himself deep inside her, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as an orgasm hit her. The way her walls squeezed around him made him let go. But he didn't stop, he kept going. Her eyes were now closed and she felt more heat pooling inside her. He sent her over the edge again when he bit into her shoulder. She bit into his, much to his amazement it made him come, harder than he ever had.
Dawn laid in the infirmary. Her head hurt horribly.
"Dawnie?" Willow asked walking in, Dawn turned to look at Willow.
"Where's Buffy?" She asked weakly, Willow sighed and sat down.
"Klaus was going to kill you. I had..." Willow took a deep breath, "I had to leave Buffy."
"Are you insane?!" Dawn screeched,
"Buffy is immortal. She will be okay," Willow meant every word. She knew Buffy would get through it.
Back at Klaus' apartment in Manchester. Buffy laid naked on the bed. Her chest rising and falling heavily. Klaus had worn her out. Yet she smiled slightly in triumph as he was doing no better than her. Sadly, it felt exactly like when she first started doing anything with Spike. None of her cared though. She had amazing sex.
"You are insane," Buffy breathed out. Klaus smirked, "you also destroyed all my clothes." She said with a pout. Klaus chuckled,
"Well love you should've stripped the minute we started." He said with a shrug,
"This is my fault? I'm sorry I am two hours away from my apartment with no clothes." Klaus sighed,
"Then I'll go buy you some." She gave him a quizzical look.
"You... Buy me clothes..." She couldn't picture it. He rolled his eyes before changing.
"I'll be back," he said. He caught her lips in a passionate kiss before disappearing. She just laid naked on his bed. About an hour later he returned.
"How did you know my size?" She asked, Klaus shrugged.
"I checked the tags when I dressed." He tossed her clothes. Thankful it wasn't anything flashy. Except the blood red lace lingerie he bought her.
"Why?" She asked, he didn't say anything. Buffy just changed quickly. She got her phone and called Willow. "Wills, come get me." Buffy said,
"Where are you?"
"Just use magic to get here... And don't judge." Buffy begged, Willow sighed and hung up. Buffy turned around and was suddenly dressed against him. Her breath hitched,
"I'd hate to let you go," he said huskily. Buffy shivered when he moved the back of his hand down her cheek. How could someone have that much of an affect on her? She had only known him for a day not to mention she hated him and everything he stood for. Her heart sped up when he ground his hips against her.
"Klaus," she gasped when his fingers slipped into her pants. They invaded her panties and she groaned when he slipped a finger inside her.
"Already wet," he remarked. Buffy bucked her hips, trying to get his fingers deeper inside her. Klaus pulled his fingers out and Buffy whined in protest. "In time, love." He kissed hard on the lips before pulling completely away.
"Buff?!" Willow cried from behind her, she had seen way to much.
"You said you wouldn't judge!" She turned to Klaus, who had a mischievous smirk on his face. She felt her insides heat up just looking at him. 'What is wrong with me?' She thought to herself. As if he read her thoughts he adjusted himself so she could clearly see his bulge. Willow just grabbed the scythe and then Buffy's hand. Suddenly they were back at the Headquarters in London.
Willow stood uneasy, teleporting spells were already a drain on her. But doing five in one day was exhausting. Not to mention fighting Maddox and healing Dawn had made her feel completely drained. She also had to break down several wards that were around Dawn. To say she was tried was an understatement.
There was also the tidbit about catching her best friend letting the man who kidnapped her sister finger her and kiss her. She saw Buffy's new clothes and she didn't even have to guess why she needed them.
"Buff," Willow said.
"Please don't judge me... Okay you have every right to judge me. I'm horrible person."
"Kind of!" Willow exclaimed, she knew Buffy already felt bad but the red head was seething. "Buffy, he almost killed Dawn!"
"I'm sorry!" Her eyes flickered to the floor, "I don't know what came over me Wills."
Unknown to the two women, another girl stood in their presence. Cassie Newton looked on. Ever since her death she had been watching Buffy closely. When she had died she was taken by a blinding light.
"She can't know... Yet" a woman said appearing next to her.
"I know," Cassie said. They had been given strict orders from The Powers That Be. The prophecy was now meant to come to fruition.
"They will end up loving each other. The hybrid and the Slayer." Cassie turned to look at the woman in question,
"When I said you will tell him... It wasn't Spike was it?"
"No, it was Klaus." The redhead said before turning back to look at the witch. They were also told to intervene if Willow decided to try anything. "This prophecy will test their friendship..."
"Hellena?" Cassie asked, the older woman turned to look at her. "This child... He hasn't even been conceived yet..."
"Once he is it will change everything. For the better." She smiled at the young girl, "you were meant for greater things since the moment you were born. I held your hand in death and made sure you would be where you are now." Hellena turned back to look at the pair of friends.
"Is it safe to tell her in her dreams?" Hellena sighed,
"Cordelia says she has to know."
"Wow Wills, way to make me feel crappy about myself." Buffy grumbled,
"Buff," Willow stood up and gave her best friend a hug. "I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me."
"You're right," Buffy admitted. She sighed and sat down. She began to explain the deal she had brokered with Klaus. Willow listened carefully.
"We don't have a choice do we?"
"I think the only other option was for me to be his sex slave for the rest of eternity..." Buffy's cheeks flushed at the thought of sex with him.
"Buffy!" Willow scolded,
"I'm like a horny school girl. I have no self control."
2 Days Later
Buffy locked the door to her car. She walked into her apartment and almost jumped out of her skin.
"Happy birthday!" Her eyes were wide. Giles, Xander, Willow Dawn Vi and Faith all stood in her apartment. Giles had a party hat on.
"No, I don't want a birthday." She insisted,
"Buffy, you are twenty seven, celebrate!" Buffy just glared at her little sister.
"No, because it is just going to end with badness. I don't want badness."
"You can't have badness with cake, Buff." Xander said, Buffy just shook her head.
"Fine!" She exclaimed, "where are my presents?" She asked,
"Well you are going to have to get in the car," Willow said. Buffy rolled her eyes but followed them out. Willow put a blind fold around Buffy's eyes.
"Seriously?"
"It's a surprise." Dawn insisted, Buffy went to take it off.
"Buffy, we insist you keep it on." Giles said,
"You too? Why do you want me to celebrate my birthday? Every year since everything with Angelus happened, something bad always happens on my birthday." Giles slipped a flask into her hand,
"It's tequila, now just enjoy your birthday." Buffy grumbled to herself. She felt the car move and she opened the flask. She drained it before tossing it on the back seat. She really didn't care if the police saw. Governments around the world knew of the Watchers Council and Slayers. To say the least Buffy had gotten away with a few things.
When she felt the car stop she sighed. Xander led her out of the car.
"I don't understand why you can't just let me celebrate my birthday the way I want to." When Xander turned her around her eyes fell on a car. They were at dealership. It was a jet black Aston Martin. Her eyes widened. "I've been looking at this car." Buffy said,
"We know. So Giles decided you deserved it. You've been doing a lot more work than most of us. Except Faith, you guys are our leading ladies." Willow said,
"You already know what I got for my present B." Faith said with her signature grin, she opened the drivers side, "you gonna take it for a spin?" Buffy broke out into a grin and hopped in the drivers seat. Faith got in next to her. They waved and Buffy drove off, smiling the entire time.
"How did Giles afford this?" Buffy asked as she hit the paddle shift.
"We all chipped in. We got you the high end edition too." Faith grinned, "what do ya say, B? Wanna see how fast she goes?" Buffy grinned.
Twenty minutes later they arrived back at her apartment. She was in love with her car.
"See, not all your birthdays are bad." Faith said,
"You clearly have never celebrated a birthday with me." The night went smoothly. Buffy was thankful for this. She was worried though when a knock sounded at her door. She opened it and stopped dead,
"Hello, cutie."
"Spike," she breathed out.
"Aren't you going to invite me in?" He asked,
"Come in," she said. He stepped over the threshold and she kissed him hard on the lips. He held the back of her head with his hand.
"It's good to see you, pet." Buffy moved out of the way, to stunned to even talk.
"Buffy!" Dawn called, "it's time for cake, you-" her words died in her throat when she saw Spike. Spike opened his arms.
"Little bit," he said. That's when the sound of skin hitting skin sounded through the apartment.
"Asshole!" Dawn screeched, placing her hands on her hips. "You couldn't have told us you weren't dead? Not even a phone call?" She punched him in the nose.
"Dawn!" Buffy scolded,
"It's okay, pet. I deserved that." Spike glanced at Xander, who was glaring at him. Willow really didn't know what to say. Her best friend had sex with the Original hybrid twice and now kissed, if you asked Willow, one of her worst mistakes. Spike may have turned out to be an amazing guy, but everything before that made the redhead despise him. She would never say it out loud yet she could tell Buffy knew.
Buffy shot Xander an icy look and he backed down. After everyone left, Buffy and Spike sat down on the couch. Spike pulled her to him.
"Why are you here? You made it pretty damn obvious you didn't want to be in my life."
"It's your birthday." He said, Buffy shifted and looked up at him. Part of her still loved him. "I couldn't very well miss your birthday, bird." Buffy kissed him softly on the lips.
"I missed you," she croaked out, feeling a sudden rush of emotions. He pulled her tighter against him and she laid her head on his lap.
"I'm not able to stay long. I'm tracking a lead for billboard brow." Buffy went quiet,
"Please don't leave me again." She whispered,
"You know I wouldn't if I didn't have to. I also want you to have some sense of normal."
"This is normal for me, Spike!" Buffy yelled, she sat up and tuned to face him. "Dating and falling in love with vampires. Saving the world, killing demons, that is normal for me." She said, "I still love you. Do you still love me?" She asked, Spike hung his head.
"Of course I do."
"Then why?" She questioned, "why can't we be together?" Spike knew something, Buffy was damn sure of it. She could tell by the look in his eyes.
"A prophecy, love." Spike said,
"Me and you have destroyed prophecies." She argued, "since when do you care?"
"Since its giving you the chance to have a child." Buffy's eyes widened.
Cassie stood facing them. She had influenced Spike to tell the truth of what was happening. She finally had permission from Cordelia to tell Buffy the truth.
Buffy couldn't believe he'd ears. She didn't want kids!
"I-you... What..." She couldn't seem to find words,
"I have to go," he said. Buffy grabbed his hand,
"Please talk to me! It's been two years!" She begged, her mouth found his. Her kiss was fierce, filled with passion. "Please, Spike." He smiled at her,
"I love you, pet. But I have to go. Don't worry, I'll stay in touch." Buffy watched him leave. She broke down into sobs. Of course, it was on her birthday this had to happen.
"Spike, please." She sobbed,
"He wasn't lying." Cassie made her presence known, Buffy jumped in surprise. "About the prophecy."
"C-Cassie?" Buffy stuttered,
"Thank you. For all you did to help me back in Sunnydale." Cassie smiled at her, "The Powers made sure that you can't change this prophecy. Spike not wanting to be with you, it's all a part of it." Cassie smiled sadly. She routed for Buffy and Spike. But the powers, more specifically Cordelia wouldn't let that stand.
"Why are you telling me this?" Buffy asked, Cassie shrugged.
"They said it was time for you to know." Cassie started to disappear, "Cordelia says hi." With that she vanished.
Buffy had her face buried in a pillow. A knock at her front door pulled her out of her crying. She grabbed Mr. Pointy and trudged down stairs. When she opened the door she groaned. Klaus was standing there with a beautifully wrapped gift.
"What do you want?" Her voice was hoarse, much to her surprise she saw concern on his features.
"Can I come in?" He asked, against her better judgement she nodded.
"Sure, come on in." She stepped aside, Klaus walked over the threshold. Buffy just walked over to the couch and sat down. She felt tears rush to her eyes and she couldn't stop them as they began to fall. She brought her knees up to her chest and cried.
"What's the matter love?" Klaus asked, 'why do I even care?' He thought to himself, he had come over to give her a birthday gift. He was a man who loved celebrating, none more than birthdays. Something about the Slayer intrigued him, what shocked him the most was that he genuinely cared if she was upset or hurt.
"Because my birthday, yet again, was awful." She didn't go into detail. Her sobs rocked her body, "Spike showed up and then left me in the dust."
"William The Bloody?" Klaus asked, she nodded. Klaus apprehensive wrapped his arms around her. "Come here, love." He tugged her lightly and she followed him. Her head rested against his chest. Why was she doing this? She shouldn't feel safe in the arms of the man that tried to kill her sister. But she did, safer than when she was with Angel. Hell even Spike!
For some reason, something about him calmed her. Was it because he was just as dangerous as she could be? Because she knew she was safe because she was immortal? What ever factor it was, she didn't care. Klaus picked up the present and handed it to her.
When she unwrapped it she gasped, it was a drawing of her. It was from two days prior when she went to rescue dawn. She was facing Maddox, the scythe at her side and a serious look on her face. It was so life like she would have thought she was staring at a photograph.
"It's beautiful," she said. "You want a drink?" She asked, momentarily forgetting she was upset. He nodded, Buffy got up and walked over the liquor cabinet. She took out a bottle of bourbon and then grabbed two glasses. "I don't have anything older than ten years." She said, Klaus just shrugged. She poured the glasses before she sat back down.
They sat in silence for a moment. Klaus looked at her in the dim lighting of the living room. The way her emerald eyes lit up the room, her soft smile, sunkist skin. She was gorgeous, he had never been so enthralled, not even by Tatia. This bothered him. He was an Original vampire for crying out loud! It was like he was a different man with her. He had wanted to kill her. Three days ago he had wanted to. But then... He shuddered at the though of their tryst.
"Why are you here?" She finally asked, making sure she didn't sound rude.
"It's your birthday."
"How did you even know that?" He moved a strand of hair behind her ear.
"I have my sources." He answered vaguely, she decided to leave it alone. She couldn't care less. She didn't want to be alone, but Willow had to leave to Rome because Kennedy was sick, Faith had to go back to L.A and Xander took Dawn back to school. Everything was quiet, her eyes began to fog with tears.
A child. A fucking child! Why couldn't the powers give her a break? For the first time in a very long time she wished she wasn't the Slayer. She couldn't handle a kid, not one that was born to prophecy no less. Yet at the same time, the thought appealed to her. Being a mother. She was conflicted. Her heart sped up when Klaus ran his callused hand along her bare arm.
"Are you alright, love?" Klaus asked, Buffy nodded.
"Kind of... My birthdays are just an excuse for The Powers to fuck with me." She grumbled.
"At least it isn't your eighteenth birthday. The cruciementum and all."
"Why do you know what that is?"
"Around five hundred years ago, the Watchers Council captured me... That didn't end well for anyone. Especially that Slayer." Buffy then felt tension, she could tell he was reminiscing about the taste of Slayer blood. "Don't worry love, I won't drink from you unless you let me."
"Fat chance," she said.
"The other day said otherwise." Buffy shot him a glare. Damn this sexy accent.
"What do you say love, want to end your birthday with a bang?" He asked, Buffy couldn't help but nod. Just listening to him had made her wet. It was bad but she wasn't complaining. "You have to promise to not mope about Spike." Klaus said,
"Spike who?" Buffy said biting her lip. She straddled his hips and put her arms around his neck.
"Let me take care of you," Klaus said, his voice dripping with lust. "It is..." He let out a groan when she ground her hips against him. "Your birthday after all." He nipped at her ear, grabbing her butt in both hand he stood up, kissing her all the while. She locked her legs tighter around him, moaning into his lips as his tongue invaded her mouth.
He tasted, every, moist, soft, inch of her mouth. He relished in her taster. Both their tongues battled for dominance. He broke contact and she let a whimper at was quickly replaced by a loud gasp when he began to suck and lick her neck.
"You taste like peaches," he mumbled into her neck. He walked forward and pressed her against the wall. She smelled divine. He left a trail of kisses up her neck and across her jaw line.
"My bed, now!" She commanded, Klaus smirked and rushed up the stairs, taking only a moment to stop to look for her bedroom before rushing in. He laid her flat against the mistress. He hovered over her, taking in her flustered appearance. She felt herself grow more wet under his heated gaze. He went back to kissing her, his tongue trailing circles around her lips until she opened them. With one on hand he snaked down her sweat pants, when the back of his hand brushed against her wet center he felt himself harden.
"Damn sweetheart, already wet for me?" He said with a low chuckle. His voice sent chills through out her body. Once her sweat pants were completely gone he stopped completely. He say her up and at an agonizingly slow pace her lifted her shirt off. He cupped her breast and began to squeeze lightly, loving the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra.
He began to play with her nipple, twisting and pinching it. He smirked as it began to harden. Klaus left a trail of kisses down her neck and across her chest to her other nipple before he swirled his tongue around it.
"Ah, Klaus," she moaned as he bit down lightly. He sucked on her breast, expertly working his tongue over her nipple while his other hand worked her other breast. She felt more wetness in her pussy. Klaus worked his tongue until her nipple was as hard as a pebble before he move his hand away and went to the other one. "Oh, oh god," she swallowed hard when she felt warmth coil within her.
Not even Spike was able to garner this kind of reaction from her. He tugged her hard beak between his teeth and began to run it back and forth lightly. Her hands moved to his back, and her nails dug in through the fabric of his shirt. She felt her walls begin to tighten.
"I'm gonna come," she said breathlessly. He finally bit down lightly and her orgasm crashed into her. Body jerking, back arching, she let out a scream of pleasure. He moved downward with his super speed and began to tease her clit with his tongue, helping her ride out her orgasm. She whimpered as she immediately felt more heat build up.
Klaus was getting more turned on as he smelt her overwhelming arousal. She tasted heavenly, sweet and slightly musky.
"Right there," she shuddered as he took the sensitive nub of nerves between his lips and sucked on it. "Klaus!" She screamed in pleasure, he then slipped a finger inside of her. She bucked her hips against his hand, wishing to feel it deeper. He assaulted her slit with his tongue as he moved his finger in and out slowly. Painfully slow.
"Go faster, please." She begged, Klaus obliged. He slipped another finger inside her and began moving faster. Her eyes fluttered shut and she made no effort to stifle her moans. Other apartment people be damned. He removed his fingers and she whined in protest. He then moved his tongue and licked her lips, causing the blonde to moan loudly.
"Klaus, ah... Oh god... Klaus I'm coming!" She screamed when his tongue invaded her pink velvet. When he moved it around she came completely undone. Klaus didn't moved, drinking in her release. Her mind had left the building. She wasn't even sure she could move. Her eyes were squeezed shut as she painted, finally coming down from her high.
When her eye opened Klaus had stepped out of his clothes and he hovered over her. She hadn't even felt the bed shift. Seeing the lust in his eyes made her want him more. Her legs wrapped around his waist giving him easier access to her. He slid into her, so slowly that it was painful. There were tears of disappointment when he stilled.
"Klaus," she whined. But he began to move, slowly easing out of her before ramming into her. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as he began to slam forcefully into her. He filled her completely and it was glorious. She felt heat coil within her once again. She came undone. Klaus just began to move faster.
Each thrust garnered a moan from her. He was pounding her senseless. Finally she heard his breathing become ragged. His eyes were closing and he came within her.
A/N: I've had this chapter written forever ago. Guys, I know I have updated my other fics but it's been really hard for me to do that. I've been going through a really rough period in my life and ended up in the hospital. But here I am, back and with more incentive and a new drive to keep writing. So please give me the benefit of the doubt. I beg of you.