The Lure of the Dark-Side
"Unconscious may do it for some people, but I prefer my hostages awake."
Spike grimaced as he slowly came to; he frowned even more as soft fingertips gently ran over his forehead causing the creases to disappear.
"Wakey wakey Spike. It's ok the First has gone, for now."
"F-Faith?"
"Right you are Spike; it's the bad ass Slayer to the rescue!"
She laughed into his ear, as she straddled him and settled herself down into his bent knees, her arms wrapped around his neck.
"Ah, so the First's gone to the other Slayer. Can't get the proper Slayer so it reaches for the-"
Faith viciously slapped him across the cheek; cutting his head open on the hard rock he was bound to.
"B ain't the only Slayer round here, not anymore. I'm just as good as she ever was... or will be..."
Spike snorted, the pain pulsing in his head not allowing a scathing remark, but things took an interesting turn when Faith offered him her pale neck.
"You're almost out for the count sweetness, and I can't have that..."
Spike growled as Faith's arms tightened around his neck and her offered neck moved closer, but before she did anything else she shot him a warning look.
"Don't be an idiot Spike, I'm the one in control here, you even think about tryin to kill me and I'll make the Turok-han look like an over-grown puppy. Now drink."
Spike growled, but he couldn't deny that his injuries could do with some Slayer blood in order to heal, so with a final feral growl he sunk his fangs into her throat, tearing the delicate skin apart and making it as painful as he could, though it didn't have the desired effect.
Faith started grinding against him, panting harshly against his cheek, he could smell her arousal and it sickened him, but the sweet, potent nectar that was Faith's blood poured thickly into his mouth and he couldn't help but suck for more. He absently felt Faith's fingers begin to run through his hair, and when her fingers accidentally brushed close to where he had cut his scalp he growled in disapproval, and bit even deeper, causing Faith to groan. Spike thought perhaps she was so far gone in her arousal that he could rip her throat open and it wouldn't stop her.
She yanked her neck back, causing rivets of blood to trail down from her neck to her breasts.
"Like it rough huh William the Bloody?"
She whispered to him seductively, when all at once she seized his face with two hands and clasped her mouth over his. She was animalistic, tearing his lips open with her teeth like a savage animal, Spike struggled as best he could, eventually straightening his lap and kicking her hard, away from him.
"You're like the fire, you burn."
Spike purred his eyes bright with desire, as he mewled for her at the back of his throat. Faith regarded him and slowly re-approached, she caressed the side of his face, and let Spike suck on her finger as she passed it down his lips.
"You're beautiful."
Faith breathed, and Spike quirked an eyebrow.
"I think that's my line isn't it pet?"
"After all this time, after how you've pined for her, how could she refuse you? You deserve so much more Spike, and when this battle is over there's gonna be a new world. A world where the outsiders like you and me, are the ones that belong. B, and her stupid gang with their precious rules and their holier-than-thou Council, they'll be the ones below us."
A smirk wormed its way onto Spike's face, and Faith could see the approval in his eyes.
"Well, can't very well do anything strung up like this can I?"
Spike purred suggestively, his eyes skimming over her neck and breasts. Faith let out a low growl before retrieving an axe and lunging at the leather straps.
Spike forced himself to remain still and calm, but as the first strap fell loose it became even harder to control the overwhelming urge of his desire. At last with a final strike from Faith, the last leather strap came free and Spike lunged at her.
At first Faith squealed in delight, but then a calculated flash went through Spike's blue eyes and he punched her with all his strength, right between the eyes. Realization stung Faith and she kicked him high into the air.
"You damn vampire!"
She yelled at him, running to him to finish him off and tie him up again. Spike sprung to his feet and smirked y as he dodged her blow and landed one perfectly himself.
"You say it like it's a bad thing,"
He sneered, until Faith clumsily launched a stake at him. As Spike jumped upwards to avoid being staked it cut right through his stomach and into intestines. Tears sprang into Spike's eyes but he laughed through the pain and viciously struck against her right temple and watched as she fell to the ground. She went limp and Spike allowed himself a small smirk at his victory, before laughing weakly as he pulled the stake out. He forced his protesting limbs forward and staggered half naked out of the cave...
Buffy sat alone in the cool sand. She could remember the last time she was here, when she'd had her first encounter with The First...
"Spike..."
Buffy whispered, and a gust of wind gently blew across her, but as the wind passed she caught a familiar scent. She sprung up immediately and began running into the middle of nowhere. That had been Spike's scent, she would recognize it anywhere.
"SPIKE! SPIKE PLEASE! IT'S BUFFY!"
She roared as loud as she could, although only silence greeted her. Something inside of her had broken and nothing in the world could have stopped her from propelling onwards at that moment, even though all that lay ahead was the dark wilderness.
It felt like she had been running for hours, and as the trees thickened, the moonlight became dimmer, and she could barely see what was in front of her. In an exhausted and mournful cry she fell to her knees. Then, through a small opening in the trees, a shard of moonlight illuminated another fallen figure...
Hey ! Hope you liked this chapter, I promise though that all there are many similarities between this story and the orginal I will make it different. Please review and I'll update asap!
Lisi the slayer