By PassionFish
A/N – Thanks
to Marsters’ Girl for beta-ing this fiction!
The same night...
The Vampire snarled and sheathed himself within the
Slayer once again. She keened loudly,
arching up into her lover.
His hand came up, roughly tugging her peaked
nipple. She moaned, wrapping her legs
firmly around his waist as he continued to thrust in and out of her wet
heat.
The Slayer ran her fingers into his soft hair,
clutching at him wildly as she screamed and bucked beneath him. She pulled his head down, crushing her lips
to his. Her blunt teeth bit gently at
his full lips, sucking them into her mouth as his hands and cock continued to
drive her crazy.
The Vampire reared up, tearing his lips from hers
only to sink his fangs into her neck.
The blonde arched beneath him, screaming her pleasure to the world as he
continued to draw her life's blood from her body.
He retracted his fangs; growling out a single word
by her ear, "Mine!"
A shudder rang through the Slayer's body and she
gasped her pleasure, completing the ceremony by biting down on her Vampire's
jugular.
She felt his orgasm erupt inside her body and
shivered in delight as she continued to lap up the small droplets of blood her
bite had caused.
He collapsed on top of her and she smiled, raising
her blood stained lips to his ear in order to imitate his growl,
"Mine."
---
Willow called their names softly into the apparently
empty garden, trying to find Buffy and Will.
She paused in shock when she found them sitting so close to each other,
but continued with her quest.
"Hi guys."
The pair jumped at the sudden intrusion, neither
having the supernatural ability to sense another's presence. Their hands stayed loosely clasped, but both
blushed.
"Uh, hey." Buffy tried to smile at the red head.
"Uh, yeah.
Um, good news!" Willow
tried with cheer. "We've found a
sp-, uh, something that we think will help restore your memories."
"What do we have to do?" William asked, sitting up straighter.
"Well, all you need to do is come with
us." Willow smiled in a
not-so-reassuring way. "Good news,
right?"
William frowned suspiciously. "What exactly would this cure
involve?"
"Um...kinda, a little bit
of...m-magic?" Willow suggested
sheepishly, for some reason finding herself unable to lie. William had a very Spike-esque look on his
face that made her a little nervous.
"Magic?!"
William shot to his feet, letting go of Buffy's hand in the
process. All remnants of Spike had disappeared
and he was all Victorian male.
"Good Lord.... what would mother say if she could see me
now?" He muttered to himself.
"You can remember your mother?" Buffy asked hopefully. Maybe their memory would come back on its
own and they wouldn't need any magical assistance.
"Oh, no... But I would assume that she would
not be pleased. Elizabeth, witch craft
is an abomination...we could go to hell."
He finished on a whisper, pulling Buffy from Willow.
Willow watched as the two talked in quiet
tones. It was weird to hear Spike be so
worried about going to hell. But, from
the looks of things Buffy was bringing him round.
"Please Will...I don't think they'd hurt
us...well, Xander might wanna hurt you, but...” She smiled as that got a laugh
out of him.
"Okay, love." He reached up as if to brush back some of her hair then
remembered himself and settled on a smile.
They turned as one to Willow who smiled hopefully,
"Okay, we'll do it." Buffy
tried to smile back.
---
"What is that sound?" William asked as they heard a loud roar from
inside the crypt outside of which they were standing.
"Uh...” The group seemed to blush collectively,
as they heard obvious sounds of sex.
"Maybe we should wait for them to
finish." Willow suggested
uncomfortably, as a feminine scream rang out through the graveyard.
"No, no and a 'Hell no!’” Xander exclaimed. "We do it now!"
"I guess it would be less traumatic for her if
it was sooner." Giles agreed,
reluctantly.
"Okay...” Willow and Tara began to set up for
the spell, settling candles in a square.
Willow closed her eyes and the candles lit.
Buffy looked up at William, who looked concerned and
reached up to take his hand in hers. He
jumped in shock, but slowly relaxed, smiling back down at her.
---
The Vampire grinned up at the Slayer as she rode
him, her small breast bouncing softly with her movements. She returned the lusty grin, moaning as she
moved.
At that moment his face seemed slightly more human,
despite his vampiric visage.
---
The two witches finished chanting and dropped to the
floor in exhaustion as a huge flash of bright light engulfed the cemetery.
Continued in….Chapter Ten!