Spike was walking home from grabbing some pigs blood for his dinner when he heard the scream of a woman in distress. Letting curiosity get the best of him - which seemed to be a common occurrence as of late – he walked through the graveyard to see a most interesting sight.
Much like his first interaction with Eris, she was fighting the supernatural. Though this time it was different, she seemed monstrous in her attacks on the vampire that was trying to kill her. Rather than using fists or weapons, she was swiping at her enemy with very real and very sharp claws. And even weirder he could hear her growling and making other animalistic sounds.
He could also see a small woman cowering behind a gravestone but honestly cared little for her fear, the demonic changes in Eris was far more interesting. He could step in and help her out but as she sank her claws deep into the vampires chest he realised she needed nothing from him.
"You weird bitch! I'll kill you!" The vampire roared in anger and a little fear, this certainly wasn't a demon he had seen before.
All she did was hiss in response and dive in for another attack, only this time she sank her claws into his neck and ripped it apart, tearing his head clean from his shoulders and splattering blood everywhere.
Spike watched on, thoroughly enjoying the show of Eris vicious murder of that poor, weak little vampire. Wondering what was happening to the poor woman, he sauntered over to her as she flicked the blood off her fingers. "What a site you are, pet," he said teasing which made Eris wirl around to him and hiss.
With her face turned to his, he could see her more clearly now. Her skin was turning a grey colour and was scattered with little, black veins that led to a wound which he remembered was caused by the demon he saved her from in the Initiative. It looked to be almost healed but was definitely the root of the black veins. She looked kind of hot, looking like that, "Oh my, you have a demon infection, don't you?"
She took a few deep breaths to calm her racing heart before replying, "yep, that's what everyone is telling me."
"I know a fair bit about that, you know," the Bleach Blonde vampire walked closer, as if completely unbothered by the agitated woman, "I could be persuaded to help out."
She rolled her eyes at that, "as if I need your help, the Scooby gang is looking for a cure."
"They seem to be doing a bang up job, you're nowhere near them and still turning into a demon," he pointed at her skin that he could visibly see becoming pure black in colour, "I know exactly what is happening to you, give me a little something and I'll loosen up my lips."
Eris let out a growl and had to take a moment to physically restrain herself from tearing apart the vampire, "Oh how much I want to kill you right now…Fine, I'll give you cash AFTER I get fixed."
"Deal," Spike said chipperly and grabbed her arm, enjoying her struggle in retaining her passiveness, "come to my humble home, just so you don't murder the poor woman that is hiding from you."
The woman in question squeaked when she realised she was discovered, Eris looked over at her with a glare but agreed to the follow the Bleach Blonde Vampire, "can you tell me now or do I have to wait till I get to your…home?"
"I can tell you now, you, my pet, are becoming a Snarlox demon."
"The fuck is that?" she snapped, though Spike didn't take it personally.
"Snarlox demons are rather nasty creatures, very aniamlistic in nature, and are all males, so they use demonic infection to turn women into one of them to mate."
Eris hissed and tried to pull away, but Spike kept his tight grip on her arm, gripping tight enough that it would cause pain, "Mate!? The Fuck!?"
"Would you look at that, you are much closer to full transformation than I thought, that didn't hurt me a bit," he said in a mild glee as they arrived at his home, which was just a dusty old mausoleum, "but yes, they will be sniffing you out to try to mate with you, then you'll give birth to one of them, a male of course, and then they will kill you."
"Oh well that just wonderful," she followed him inside and scrunched up her nose at the state of the place, "this place is gross, when did you last clean it?"
"Never, why would I?" he nudged her inside and closed the door.
"Better question, why are you helping me? We're not exactly friends and I've threatened to kill you many times," she moved over to the tomb and sat herself on top.
"One, I find this all very interesting, and two, I owe you for sneaking me out of the Initiative when everything all went to shit."
She stayed silent for a moment and stared at the vampire, in both mild surprise and curiosity, "Well you saved my life, even if that demon is now infecting me…"
"It's a pretty easy fix, you know," Spike spoke as he opened the door to his fridge and placed the blood he purchased inside, "you just need to kill one of them and use its blood in a spell, like an antivenom."
"Oh how easy that is, like this type of demon is just wandering around," she huffed but took in a few deep breaths when she felt the anger rise.
"No, you're right, they're not wandering around," he pulled out a cold bag of blood before continuing, "but lucky for you they will come to you, they're most likely smelling your demonic scent right now."
"And why would you bring me to your home if they are hunting me?"
"Well it gives me things to kill, doesn't it? A little bit of violence before bed," he threw the bag of blood at her lap, "drink up."
"Ew! Why?" She picked up the bag and looked at it in disgust.
"Snarlox demons eat flesh and blood, you eat that and it will calm down those urges, saves me from being your next victim," he motioned to the blood.
"This is so gross…" Eris used her claws to slice the corner of the bag, she felt disgusted about drinking blood, but she could help but feel curious. What would it taste like? As a human, drinking blood can make you very sick, but she wasn't exactly a human anymore.
Taking in a deep breath to steel herself she placed the bag to her lips and began to drink. At first, she wanted to throw up, but as she continued to take sips of the blood she began to enjoy it. It tasted sweet yet savoury at the same time, and the taste of metal was very minimal. She had tasted blood before when she licked her split lip and it tasted nothing like what it did now.
She could feel the beastly side of her begin to calm down, being satiated by the blood, she was both grateful and unnerved by that fact, "you certainly enjoyed that, didn't you pet?"
"I feel gross and full at the same time, this is weird," she commented once she licked her lips, "I hate this so much, stupid fucking Initiative."
"I can agree with that," Spike said with a chuckle, "I wouldn't be so soft and cuddly if it wasn't for them and your boyfriend…sorry, ex."
The mention of her ex made her bristle, the blood no longer made the beast settled, "don't mention him…"
He raised his hands in surrender, "sorry, still a touchy subject?"
"Course it is, he dumped me and chose a corrupt military organisation over me," she jumped off the tomb and started to pace, "it hasn't been that long, its still fresh and this demon thing is making it harder to not be so pissed off about it!"
"You being so angry makes the infection grow stronger," he was unphased with her anger, and really wanted to push her buttons about it.
"I can't help it! I told him I loved him and he basically threw that back in my face! Not like you could understand that."
Now it was his turn to bristle at the other's words, "oi! I know more about that than you!"
"Oh did little Drusilla break your heart," she said in an angered tone, "do you even have a heart?"
"You had puppy love compared to what I had!" he walked closer and glared at her, "I loved Drusilla, I was with her for 200 years, she made me who I am, you could never understand that!"
"Yeah? And what happened with that? You're so useless that she dumped you!" Spike let out a growl and punched Eris right in the chest, sending her flying into the tomb.
"Don't test me Eris, you're not human right now, I can kill you," Eris roared in anger and dived for him, spear tackling him into the ground.
"Not if I kill you first!" they began to viciously attack each other, fists and claws, fangs and anything they could throw was used to hurt each toher. The small amounts of furniture that Spike owned had either been used as a makeshift weapon or something to throw the other person into.
Their blood was splattered around the dusty cement but neither cared, they wanted to destroy the other or at least inflict the other with as much wounds as they could. To outsiders they looked like they were trying to kill each other, which was what they wanted to do initially, but as the battle continued, they began to enjoy themselves, letting off steam and taking out their anger on each other. All the pent up thoughts and feelings they had for each other came out with each swing on their fists.
"You're such a fucking prick!" Eris looked angrily at Spike as he pinned her by her shoulder on the ground.
"And you're a fucking snobby bitch!" he glared at her, anger still simmering on the surface of his emotions.
Eris was panting heavily as she tried to get out of his hold on her. They were both covered in blood from the fight, which for some strange reason seemed to exhilarate her. It was this exhilaration that made her lean up and kiss him.
The kiss made the Bleach Blonde Vampire's eyes widened in surprise, it was passionate and completely out of the blue. The anger, though still there, channelled itself into kissing her back. They could taste each other's blood that seeped from the cuts in their lips, it was delicious and heightened their intense feelings. He could finally enjoy her sweet blood without getting intense pain and she discovered the sweetness of his own blood.
They tore off each other's clothes without another thought and touched each others soft skin. Eris' claws would drag themselves down his back, causing him to his in pleasure at the pain. In retaliation he would move his lips down to her shoulder and sank his teeth in, not to drink from her but to give her the same pleasure that he experienced.
They traded various wounds, making their pleasure heightened and their connection stronger. Their moans intertwined with each other as did their bodies in delicious ecstasy. He had plunged himself hard and fast into her cunt, and began thrusting into her ruthlessly. His passion and movements made her scream in pleasure and sink her claws into his shoulders like she was anchoring herself.
Neither spoke. No jabs, no teasing nor vicious words. They took their anger and frustration out on each other bodies, turning their rage into the purest form of pleasure.