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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
16
Views:
9,180
Reviews:
96
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter 12
Our Spike wouldn't let it go that easily...
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Chapter 12
Angel stood in the doorway, fists at his side, and watched Spike walk to the car. Buffy was pressed against the window watching everything, afraid of what could happen. Spike barely had a chance to turn around when he heard running behind him, then Angel’s yell as he tackled him to the ground.
Angel pressed his knees into Spike chest to pin him down and punched him, right,n a n a left. He leaned close and spit in his face. “Mother fucker! You’re not walking away from this!”
Buffy was banging her fists on the window, tears running down her face. “Spike! Oh, god, Angel, stop!”
Spike reared up with his head and smashed what was left of Angel’s nose. Angel fell back with a cry, and rocked on his side, clutching his face. Spike quickly got to his feet and looked at Buffy with an apology on his face. “Sorry, love.”
He stood over Angel, shoulders back, fists clenched, a wicked grin on his face. “I was hoping you’d try something. Did you know I used to be a footballer?” His foot connected with the side of Angel’s face, and knocked him back several feet.
“I was a bit of a brawler - rich kid rebellion, and all.” Spike slowly approached the huddled form of his adversary. He placed a kick to Angel’s back, making contact with his kidney.
“Stop... Please,” Angel choked out his plea.
Spike cocked his head, as if trying to hear something. “Sorry? Did you say something? Were you talking to me?” Spike squatted down on his haunches. “I do believe that you owe someone an apology.”
Angel whispered “sorry.”
“Oh, no mate. Not to me. I want to hear you shout out to the world that you are an ass that doesn’t deserve the love of that woman.”
Angel coughed and spat a wad of blood onto the sidewalk.
Spike casually grabbed his ruined nose and gave it a yank. Angel screamed as fresh pain rolled over him. As he began to see nothing but black, Spike released him and said calmly, “say that you are an ass that doesn’t deserve her.”
“I’b an az that doesn’t deserve ‘er.”
Spike rolled Angel on to his back with the toe of his shoe. “You ever come near her... I’ll have to get cross with you. Do we understand one another?” At Angel’s nod, Spike turned and left him shaking and bleeding on the sidewalk.
He got into the car, pulled Buffy up next to him, and backed down the driveway. Buffy kissed him on the cheek and whispered into his ear, “thank you.”
Spike answered with a tender kiss to her forehead. “Where to, pet?”
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Chapter 12
Angel stood in the doorway, fists at his side, and watched Spike walk to the car. Buffy was pressed against the window watching everything, afraid of what could happen. Spike barely had a chance to turn around when he heard running behind him, then Angel’s yell as he tackled him to the ground.
Angel pressed his knees into Spike chest to pin him down and punched him, right,n a n a left. He leaned close and spit in his face. “Mother fucker! You’re not walking away from this!”
Buffy was banging her fists on the window, tears running down her face. “Spike! Oh, god, Angel, stop!”
Spike reared up with his head and smashed what was left of Angel’s nose. Angel fell back with a cry, and rocked on his side, clutching his face. Spike quickly got to his feet and looked at Buffy with an apology on his face. “Sorry, love.”
He stood over Angel, shoulders back, fists clenched, a wicked grin on his face. “I was hoping you’d try something. Did you know I used to be a footballer?” His foot connected with the side of Angel’s face, and knocked him back several feet.
“I was a bit of a brawler - rich kid rebellion, and all.” Spike slowly approached the huddled form of his adversary. He placed a kick to Angel’s back, making contact with his kidney.
“Stop... Please,” Angel choked out his plea.
Spike cocked his head, as if trying to hear something. “Sorry? Did you say something? Were you talking to me?” Spike squatted down on his haunches. “I do believe that you owe someone an apology.”
Angel whispered “sorry.”
“Oh, no mate. Not to me. I want to hear you shout out to the world that you are an ass that doesn’t deserve the love of that woman.”
Angel coughed and spat a wad of blood onto the sidewalk.
Spike casually grabbed his ruined nose and gave it a yank. Angel screamed as fresh pain rolled over him. As he began to see nothing but black, Spike released him and said calmly, “say that you are an ass that doesn’t deserve her.”
“I’b an az that doesn’t deserve ‘er.”
Spike rolled Angel on to his back with the toe of his shoe. “You ever come near her... I’ll have to get cross with you. Do we understand one another?” At Angel’s nod, Spike turned and left him shaking and bleeding on the sidewalk.
He got into the car, pulled Buffy up next to him, and backed down the driveway. Buffy kissed him on the cheek and whispered into his ear, “thank you.”
Spike answered with a tender kiss to her forehead. “Where to, pet?”
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TBC... And that review button is less than an inch away...