Title: Night Becomes Us
Part: #6
Disclaimer: The characters from the series Buffy the Vampire Slayer are not mine, they are the creation of Joss Whedon's genius and Mutant Enemy. If you plan on posting this on your web site please include my name and the disclaimer, and notify me.
Rating: PG
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"You're still alive, love."
"True, true." the room spun in front of Selene's eyes, and Spike regained his firm grip on her waist.
"I think I know who's thugs those were..Bloody hell, we left that vamp in your living room." Spike said as he flew out on the ledge that over look her apartment. Adrene's vampire (Eddie) and the demons were gone. He pulled out his cigarettes and lit one up as Selene joined him on the stair top.
The stars the clouding her vision faded , "Uh, smoking is not permitted here because I say so."
"Bugger it, I just saved your life you silly bint." Spike replied casually and made no effort to extinguish his cigarette. Selene sighed, she really didn't care if he smoked but she saw that as an act of rudeness and she rarely allowed men to ignore her requests.
"How did you get in here?!"
"Funny you should ask, I expected that I wasn't going to be able to get in but, here I am."
"Whatever." Selene called over her shoulder as she made her way downstairs to clean up the mess. "I didn't order an assassination, but they just came in messed up the place....and who pays for the broken table?...I'll tell you, it's not there sorry asses.....it's me." she mumbled as she set to work. Spike propped himself up against the railing and watched the girl collect shards of glass.
"Like bleeding delivery boys of death." he said so she could hear. He admired the way she moved in her completely white exercise attire. He suddenly had the desire to taste her and even more strange, to kiss her and hold her.
Selene had managed to pick up most of the larger portion of glass, placing her hand below the couch she jerked her hand back when she felt pain. Blood effused from the cut she had given herself, Spike looked on as he walked up be hind her. Like poetry it dripped, she examined it to see if any glass had been embedded. Without warning Spike was instantly behind her, her insides jumped when he spoke, " let me see it."
"Right and if you started leaking wine coolers, you'd let me see it'?"
He gently took her hand and brought it close to his face. Selene studied his every move. At first she was afraid that he was deciding on wether he was going to feed but as she observed his face, she warmed to it's charms. She forgot he was a potentially dangerous demon-hybrid and enjoyed how handsome his human features were. Her heart fluttered and she felt her face flush. At the same time Spike was arrested by the action of her blood teeming from the cut. Slowly her brought it closer and closer to his mouth, while flicking glances to check her reaction. Selene could feel some where inside of her sending out warning signals but for once she ignored them. She wanted him to taste her, she was curious at what he would say.
She watched as he wetted his beautiful lips and kissed the wound. Raising his head he licked his bloodied lips again and he closed his eyes. Spike had not tasted blood this strong since the last slayer he had killed. Inwardly he fought at the urge to attack her and seize the rest. Without warning she grabbed his head, with bloody hands pushed him onto a chair and fervently kissed him. Spike allowed himself to be jumped and responded by returning her kisses. Straddling his lap, she ignored the blood stains she was applying to her white outfit.
"Talk about making your dreams come true." she mused in her head.. Her body screamed out to take him on the floor. Spike found the girl's strength and technique amusing. Backtracking in her thoughts she noticed how cold his skin was and she remember what he was. She pulled her head back from his and took a exasperated breath.
"So about that favor you owe me." she said seductively, she felt like she was playing with fire.
"Mmm?" he said smoothly with his headed cocked to it's side. She swung one leg to join the other one and hoped off his lap. Spike was hoping that sex with him would be payment enough, he smiled as he thought. She walked over to the sink she turned of warm water and gingerly rinsed the drying blood off her skin. Then she wrapped it with fresh gauze and taped it. Removing her bloodied tank top and pants she changed into jeans and black tee shirt, in Spike's line of view.
"Come here, love." she said mocking his dialect Spike strode over to her and she removed his black duster and hung it on a bar that served a coat hanger. She led him over to a podium that housed the black leather book. The book was ancient, with woven bands of leather, hand imprinted designs and hieroglyphics.
"Half of this book is in Latin, I can handle that" she flipped to the center of the book and displayed the beginning of the second half which was is hieroglyphics. Gesturing to the text she said, "They aren't Egyptian, Spike."
"No, much better..... they are in the un-holy text', Vampiric language."Spike said quietly flipping through the pages.
"Yea I figured as much. In regards to this bit of info I'd like to ask your expertise, in recognition of my saving your un-life."Spike nodded and they went over to the couch together. Spike read the text slowly, he had a hard time reading without his demon face to guide him.
After a few pages, he massaged his temples and made a noise of distaste and said.
"Are you sure you wouldn't rather continue what we were doing on the chair?"