Within the hour Selene came back with a bit more color in her cheeks, still trying to make her way around the firm sight unseen, again pausing to let out a whimper, which caught Spike's attention, causing him to pause on his way down the hall to change into his own costume, hearing the sound and frowning, turning to glance at her. "You alright Kitten?"
Looking up at him slowly, she nodded, "Louis won't stay still."
"Ah active babe hm?" He smiled. "Sometimes they get excited, William would turn somersaults for the longest time," he moved down and placed a hand on the small of her back. "He'll wear himself out soon enough."
"I just wish he'd lay down so I can enjoy myself tonight. It wont be much longer though, a month, maybe two." She smiled softly.
The blond grinned, "I'm sure he'll go to sleep soon enough Kitten, just trying to get his trick or treats."
Laughing some, Selene nuzzled against his neck, leaving slurry marks as she pulled back swearing, "Fuck! Er Spikey, don't suppose you have some slurry?"
"Erm, maybe in the room," he motioned her to follow, opening the door slowly.
Slowly Mana turned around as the door opened, dressed in a very small snow white costume, the yellow skirt coming barely to the top of her thighs, the blue white and red top just barely covering her breasts, she wore white thigh high socks and on her feet were a pair of Demonia Abbeys and to top it off a red silk ribbon in a bow on her head.
Following the blond in quietly, still whimpering a her child, her head lowered in a quiet prayer, she snapped up with a smirk, "Kinky."
The teen blinked up at the pair and tilted her head, "Like?" She asked and turned slowly.
"Mmm very much," Selene replied, licking her blood stained lips.
"Hey mine!" Spike said turning suddenly on her, baring his fangs, hackling dangerously at her.
Ignoring all of the blonds fuss, Selene licked her jaws again, "Slurry. Spike you said you'd get me some slurry."
From his spot in the room Spike glanced around in the span of a second. "Nope, no slurry. Bye-bye now," he shooed her out the door, closing it behind her and turning back to his wife, a mischievous grin on his face.
Hissing, the ancient kicked the door hard before pouting and stalking back to her own room, opening her door sighing and flinging herself onto the bed burying her face into the pillow, starting to sob into it.
Back inside Mana cocked a brow at him and blinked, rather unsure of what just occurred. "What?"
Groaning, Spike moved closer to his wife, "I wanna be your dwarf love."
She giggled softly, looking him up and down. "Sorry baby there is nothing dwarf about you."
This only caused the blond to smirk, "How about Prince Fucking then?"
"I believe that's supposed to be Prince Charming hunny," She bent over the vanity to remove a smudge from under her eye, the motion causing the microscopic skirt to raise, offering a glimpse of the red lace thong underneath.
Back inside the apartment, Selene sobbed loudly into the black satin case not even hearing the door open and close behind her, her nose starting to twitch some at the smell behind her, but she was to lost in her self pity to lift her head, just continuing murmuring something about fire and the sun.
Harmony stood at the foot of the bed, looking at the woman. "Uhm, Angel asked me to bring you this?" She held out the cup of lukewarm slurry.
Slowly Selene raised her head, her eyes bloodshot from her tears, as she sniffled. "M-Merci..." she said, a tiny smile reappearing as she took the mix to her nightstand to reapply the blood to her mouth and eyes.
The blond bimbo gave her a funny look but shrugged, "I think he meant for you to drink it but whatever."
"Slurry makes me sick." The raven said, brushing her hair till it glowed, righting her halo before heading out to join the party, a bit late.
Inside the party, Mana was at the center of the floor, talking to Lorne when she spotted Selene and waved an arm to let her know where she was. She was aware of the stares they both seemed to be attracting but paid it no mind, there was only one who's lustful gaze she cared about and he had yet to come out of the room.
Selene cast a glance towards her mother, before letting her own eyes sweep the crowd frowning. Upset, Selene found herself a dark corner to sit and brood, snapping both verbally, and sometimes physically, at almost anyone.
As if on cue Angel wandered out of his office, dressed in a classic vampire stereotype, grinning at those who laughed at the obvious joke of his costume. He spotted her in the corner and strolled over. "Hey lover, why're you hiding away? You look stunning."
Slowly lifting her head, the older female smiled at him, "Monsieur Dracula," she giggled behind a folding fan. "Railroad made me sad."
"Aww," he cozied up to her, his hand falling to her hip, "How did he do that?"
"He pushed me outta the room and broke his word," she muttered, burying her head against his shoulder.
"Aw what a butthead," the brunette nuzzled her softly. "How did he break his word?"
"He said he'd find me slurry to do my makeup," Selene sighed.
"Hmm well I see you found some, so what's the problem? Why not forget about it and join the party? Have some fun," he kissed her cheek.
"I'm over the taste of the spotlight love," she said, nuzzling against him gazing at the karaoke machine before seeing a silhouette.
In the darker doorway, Spike smirked and kicked a fog machine lightly with his boot, before entering his silhouette in the fog, the Ride of the Valkyries playing over the speakers.
Back on the floor Mana spun around the dance floor with Lorne for awhile while waiting for her husband, turning as mist began to spew from the doorway, her jaw nearly dropped as she watched him emerge.
Whimpering softly seeing the silhouette, Selene's body softly quaking as she knelt down from her seat, lowering her head and body as best she could into a pose Angel had never seen her do before, a submissive pose, shaking a little looking up at the figure through the fog.
Angel frowned some as he placed a hand against Selene's shoulder. "What's wrong with you?"
Softly she replied in a hushed whisper to Angel with a single word, "Ghost."
Letting his eyes sweep the room, Spike smirked at Mana, his French accent horrid, "Bonjour Cheri."
The teen blinked several times, staring up at him unsure what to do or say before hearing over the music a familiar sound, she spun around, her eyes searching the room for her baby, spotting her, running over, shoving Angel half way across the room and dropping to her knees to gather the girl in her arms. "Shh baby it isn't him. It isn't." She said giving Spike a "You're in trouble mister" look from her spot on the floor and a nastier look to those who dared gaze under her skirt as she knelt.
Clinging to her, Selene whimpered softly, "M-make the ghost go away Mommy. I don't wanna be haunted! I avenged you all. Why wont all the ghosts go away?" She wailed.
She rocked the woman gently, gathering the larger, very pregnant girl into her lap and pressing her head to her shoulder. "It's not a ghost baby, just a poorly thought out joke."
Selene however clung to her, almost seeming to transform into a child again, shaking, sniffling and just all around causing a scene.
Frowning, Spiked headed towards the bar, "Completely wacko that one." With that he grabbed his drink moving to raise the stereo to drown out the crying.
"Shh Baby it's okay," Mana gently smoothed a hand over her sire's hair. "Will it make you happy if I sing?" She laughed softly, only half jokingly. Selene having to practically force her to be on stage in the past.
Nodding a little, Selene finally replied, "M-maybe it'll make the ghost go away."
The eternal teen pressed a soft kiss to her forehead and settled her to the floor gently as she stood up, moving across the room towards the karaoke machine, passing Spike as she did so. "Not funny. Change. Now." She hissed as she breezed passed him and killed the music, picking a song quickly from the list, the music soft and slow. Her eyes fell on her daughter as she sand into the mic, her voice like that of a small bell. "There's a song that's inside of my soul. It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again I'm awake in the infinite cold. But you sing to me over and over and over again."
Frowning, Spike glanced around to see if anyone else disapproved of his outfit, looking to the person next to him, "What's their problem? I think i look right good!"
Back on the stage Mana slowly lowered her head slightly, her hands raising up and folding in front of her, her gaze never wavering from her daughter's face. "So, I lay my head back down. And I lift my hands and pray To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours I know now you're my only hope."
Slowly Selene stared up at her mother with a tiny smile, nodding and scooting closer to the stage.
The teen held out a hand towards her daughter, smiling softly. "Sing to me the song of the stars. Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again. When it feels like my dreams are so far Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again. So I lay my head back down. And I lift my hands and pray To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours I know now, you're my only hope."
Ever so slowly, the ancient one reached up to take her hand smiling softly, everyone's eyes transfixed on Mana and Selene, Spike's included, a small frown on his lips.
Pulling the woman closer, Mana smiled brightly. "I give you my destiny. I'm giving you all of me. I want your symphony, singing in all that I am At the top of my lungs, I'm giving it back. So I lay my head back down. And I lift my hands and pray To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours I pray, to be only yours I know now you're my only hope. hmmmmm, hmmmmm, oooooh."
As the song came to a close the teen drew the woman against her chest and moved her arms around her, hugging her tight. Meanwhile Spike merely downed his drink.
Slowly Selene wrapped her own arms tightly around her mother purring gently, calming down quite a bit, though her eyes were slowly glancing at the crowd, before murmuring, "The ghost's still here mommy."
The teenage mother gently ran her hand down the length of the girl's spine in a calming manner as she did when she was a small child. Then stepping back and motioning her towards the mic. "It isn't a ghost baby."
Gently Selene's eyes slowly fell onto the microphone with deep curiosity.
Back near the bar, Lorne turned from the stage towards Spike and frowned softly. "Hard times are coming for you and your family buddy." Then he turned and walked away as he saw Mana moving through the crowd towards them.
She shimmied through the crowd towards him, grabbing his arm and dragging him off the floor, into the shadows. "What are you doing?! You know she's terrified of the past!"
At this, the blond scowled, "It's Halloween. A night for fun and mischief! Sue me for trying to have a little of both!"
"Baby a joke is supposed to make people laugh not frighten them," she lightly stroked his cheek. "I know what you were trying to do, but it scares her. She may look grown up but she's still a child and I, we need to protect her." With that she reached up and pulled the fake hair from his head, dropping it to the floor. "Mm much better baby," she grinned, nipping at his lower lip softly. "Can't say I was ever sexually attracted to Lestat," she laughed.
"I dunno love it certainly caught a couple eyes," he retorted, gently pinning her against the opposite wall.
She giggled loudly, catching the attention of a few passers by as she let one leg lift and curl seductively around his waist, her arms draped about his neck as she pressed her forehead to his. "As long as no one caught your eye then it's all good baby."
"Mmm nothing but the beauties on the stage," the blond laughed.
At this the teen grinned lightly, playfully nipping out at him, missing by millimeters. "Good boy."
"Only when I wanna be," he winked.
"As long as you remember what's at stake if you ever decide to be too bad mm?" She bucked her hips lightly, grinding herself against him a little.
"Mmmm but you love my bad side!" Spike protested.
Again she giggled, pressing closer, her chest nearly spilling out of the tiny top, "True but only when it's directed towards me baby. No one else gets to play with my bad boy."
"Hmm suppose the Kitten needs punishin' for tryin' to seduce me then," he smirked, kissing the exposed flesh causing her to whimper softly, arching towards him slightly, her head now pressed back against the wall as her other leg around his waist as well. "Someone wants a good lay don't they," he smiled pulling her close.
The girl giggled again, pressing her hips against him hard, "When doesn't this someone want a good lay?" she grinned.
Smirking Spike slid his hand into her panties, "I don't got no rubber."
Her fingers curled in his short platinum locks as she pulled his head towards hers, kissing him hard, her hips rocking against his hand. "Spike. Fuck me. Now!"
"So long as your ready for the risk love," the blond smirked obeying, several people walking past.
She waited with baited breath for the moment she loved so, the instant of their joining. Her lips seeking his once more as his busy fingers caused her want to rise. She didn't even care about the audience they were attracting, nor of Lorne trying rather desperately to get said audience to return to the party. Slowly Spike began to smirk, reveling a small silver blade on one of his fingers, just like the kind Lestat used to use, using it to shred her panties.
She gasped slightly as the cold metal lightly touched the sensitive skin as it passed. "Oh god! Just do it please," she whimpered, begging him freely now, causing Spike to smile again and cover her mouth with his own before driving himself into her warm bloody wet hole. She cried out loudly as he sheathed himself within her, her back arching as her hips bucked, driving him deeper, her nails digging into his shoulders as she bit down on his lip, causing him to smirk yet again, driving himself into her over and over again. Her body was quick to respond to his touch, the warmth growing almost immediately as she forced him to kiss her hard, her legs tightening around his waist.
"Mmmm so ya want it roughly do ya?" Spike laughed, forcing his tongue into her warm cavern letting it wrestle with hers. Finally She gave all of herself to him willingly as her back hit the wall repeatedly, she moaned into his mouth, nipping at his tongue. At last calling out his name as she came with force, leaving her in a nirvana-like state of bliss as she rode wave upon wave of orgasmic bliss as he pushed her over the edge again and again.
"Oh...oh god." She whimpered loudly, grinding down on him to urge him not to stop.
"I won't love," the blond reassured her.
She gasped and moaned loudly, no longer able to form words beyond "Spike" "Oh god" "Yes!" And "Harder" as the world slowly darkened from her vision, her head lowering onto his shoulder and her teeth sinking into the tender flesh of his neck as she came again, causing him to let out a growl while the tip of her tongue trailed up his neck once she released him and she took his earlobe between her teeth gently.- Cum for me baby... -She purred into his ear as she slammed her hips down, driving his cock into her core.
Gently he bit down on her throat as he erupted a load of hot red and white fluids deep into her body with a contented sigh, slowly pulling her down the wall to the floor, "Mmmm I tore your panties love."
She sat on the floor, the carpet rough beneath her bared skin, giggling softly. "So I noticed," she laughed as Spike pressed soft kisses to her throat causing her to sigh again, letting her head tilt back. "God I love it when you touch me."
"So I've noticed," he smirked, kissing her softly again, "Rest now love."
"Right here on the floor?" She giggled. "With my bottom bared? But everyone will look at me," She pressed her lips to his.