Beer Good

I'm Sooooo sorry. I edited the whole thing, then my net went down, I also have chapter 7 done, so once I get the first six changed I'll post seven which is the new chappie.

Wow I am amazed by the reviews I have received. My Muse. Drunk now on chocolate liqueur, has whispered more to me, I hope you enjoy.

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Buffy arched up into him as she felt his fangs enter her. She raked her nails down his back, drawing blood and that spurned him on, he thrust deeper, harder faster.

Buffy was screaming and writhing in pleasure when Spike realized.
’NO PAIN!!!’ He pulled his fangs out and salved the wound with his tongue. “Mine.” He growled into her flesh, stained pink with traces of her blood. Spike shot his cool seed into her screaming her name.

“Good.” Buffy growled into his ear. She turned her head and sank her teeth into his neck. Spike roared in pleasure. Coming to a still inside her Spike heard her whispered word only by the grace of Vampire hearing.

“Mine.”

He closed his eyes and savored the moment. He inhaled her scent, then opened his eyes, and looked right into her hazel depths. He was lost.

“Tired Buffy…” She said softly staring up at him.

“Ok Luv…” He said rolling off her. He sat up and started to stand when he felt her gentle hand on his shoulder.

“Stay?” She asked timidly.

’Slayer wants me to stay?’ He grinned and turned to her. Spike grasped her beautiful face between his hands and kissed her with such tenderness and devotion it brought tears to her eyes.

Buffy lay on the mattress and waited for Spike to join her. He was afraid to touch her. He was afraid to do the wrong thing.

Suddenly Buffy turned on her side facing away from him. Spike sighed in resignation. ‘Knew she didn’t mean it.’ He thought sullenly.

He felt her hand seeking his. ‘What’s this?’ She gently tugged at his hand until he relented and curled up against her back. Spike rested his nose just slightly behind her neck so he could inhale her scent all night.

‘Bloke could get used to this.’ He thought smiling.

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“Do you hear that?” Buffy asked no one in particular.

Buffy looked towards the end of the hallway and saw a little girl. She was holding an ornately carved box.

The little girl was chanting. “ Can't even shout; Can't even cry; The gentlemen are coming by; looking in windows; knocking on doors; They need to take seven; and they might take yours; Can't call to mom; can't say a word; You're gonna die screaming but you won't be heard;”

Spike came up behind her and put his hand on her shoulder. Buffy turned to see a horrific face wearing a dark suit.

Buffy startled awake to find cool arms draped around her body, and a vampire purring softly in her ear.

’Oh…Oh no. Please tell me I didn’t…’ Buffy searched her internal memory bank and sighed. ‘Yep True. Best sex I’ve ever had. With Spike. Evil vampire. Way to go Buffy! Slayer of the year!’ She cringed mentally kicking herself. ‘Damn beer drinking collage guys.’ She let out a frustrated growl.

“Take it you’re not happy I’m here Pet?” Spike asked kissing her gently on the shoulder.

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"’Can't even shout; Can't even cry; The gentlemen are coming by.’" Um, it sounds vaguely familiar. You're sure it's - nothing you heard when you were a child? Oh alright. Nothing else?” Giles sighed into the phone.

“Well i-it could definitely be one of your prophetic dreams or it could just be the eternal mystery that is your brain. But I-I'll check it out and um, I'll let you know if I find something.” He said saying goodbye to Buffy and reaching for his books.

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Everyone awoke, no one was able to be heard. All of Sunnydale was under quarantine because of a ****** The scoobies went to Giles, knowing it was something supernatural.

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Giles stood at the head of the room. He held their attention.
Giles placed the first transparency on the overhead projector. ‘Who are the gentlemen?’ He looked into each of their eyes, gauging reaction.

He pulled the first one off and placed the second transparency in its place. ‘They are fairy tale monsters’

He replaced the second with the third. ‘What do they want?’

Giles held up a finger.

Will held up her hand and pointed to her chest.

Xander formed breasts in the air in front of himself. “Boobies?” He mouthed.

Giles looked at Xander and shook his head. Willow looked at Xander incredulously and pointed as Giles changed the transparency again.

‘Hearts’ said the fourth one. A picture of a bleeding heart in the center of the page.

‘They come to a town’ number five.

‘They steal all the voices no one can scream’

‘then’ Was the only word on the page picturing him. One of the Gentlemen.

Next was a picture of a gentlemen standing over a person in bed, he was holding a dripping knife. The person’s chest was red and spilling over the side of the bed, blood dripped.

The next was a picture of a gentlemen holding a dripping red heart over the person in bed.

‘They need seven, they have at least two.’

Xander snapped his fingers and held up his board, written in his scrawling script. < How do we kill them?! >

Buffy made a fist and pumped it toward herself.

Disturbed looks from Xander and Willow, and Giles made Buffy realize what it looked like and she quickly grabbed a stake from her bag and pumped it towards herself.

Xander finally got his mind out of the gutter and understood what she meant. Giles looked relieved and Willow pretended nothing was amiss.

Giles placed another transparency up ‘In the tales "No sword can kill them"’ was written with a picture of a gentleman with three swords stabbed through him

He replaced it with another. ‘But the princess screamed once... and they all died.’

Willow held up a CD and placed her hands over her ears and pantomimed dying. She smiled, her infectious little self satisfied Willow smile.

Giles held up a finger changed the transparency.

‘Only a real human voice’ with a picture of a gentleman, dancing to an old style record player.

Giles pointed to his throat.

Buffy wrote furiously on her board: < How do I get my voice back? >

Giles put up another, ‘Buffy will patrol tonight’ with a picture of a girl holding a bow and arrow.

Buffy held her hands to her sides and gave Giles an insulted look
’His picture of me has huge hips. Do I really look like that?’ She thought self-consciously.

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Spike followed her into the alley. Silently stalking her. He could smell her fear. ‘Delicious.’ He grinned to himself. ‘That's right, you should be scared. Creature of the night here, yeah? Some people forget that.’

’Please.’ She begged with her eyes, silently imploring him to let her live. She looked deep into his eyes. That terrified her even more.

’She thinks I'm housebroken. She forgot who she's dealing with.’

’Anything you want, please.’ She held out her purse to him.

’Just 'cause she's confused, I'm supposed to be too? 'Cause I'm not. I know what I am. I'm dangerous. I'm evil. Yes, I am. I am a killer. That's what I do. I kill. And, yeah, maybe it's been awhile, but ... it's not like you forget how. You just ... do it.’ Spike thought grasping the woman by the back of the neck and pulling her close. ‘And now I can, again, all right? So here goes.’ His wrinklies formed and fangs descended. Leaning towards her he placed his fangs on her throat. The chip fired relentlessly. ‘What the hell is going on?’

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Buffy saw a Gentleman gliding on the other side of the street. She was tackled by a lackey springing from behind a bush before she could react.

Buffy flipped the lackey to the ground. Another grabbed her from behind and she elbowed and backhanded it.

She kicked the first and ducked a roundhouse from the second, kicked it in the leg to bring it down and snapped its neck. It went down hard. The first lackey ran. Buffy looked around, almost sensing something. She shrugged and gave chase. ‘Not gonna get away from me.’ She thought determinedly.

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Spike could feel it. She was fighting. He could feel the adrenaline pumping through her veins. ‘Better go find her.’ He thought to himself. His body in tune with hers because of the claim and he soon found her.

Spike watched her snap the lackey’s neck and felt a jolt of arousal rush strait to his already hard cock. ‘She is so bloody amazing.’ He thought following as she chased the lackey that ran.

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Buffy made it to the top level of the clock tower. ‘There are only two empty jars.’ She noticed.

She felt the kick from behind and fell to the ground. Three lackeys grabbed the downed slayer and held her as one of the three Gentleman floated toward her with a scalpel.

The scalpel got near to her face Buffy closed her eyes and felt his fury as he attacked, throwing the Gentleman back and into the wall.

Spike grabbed a lackey next, and ripped his head right off his body. Buffy, held by only two lackeys, flipped over and kicked a fourth approaching lackey.

She broke free and smashed one of them in the head sending him careening away. Spike jumped forward, ready to attack any threat to his. ‘What? What is she? Would she ever agree to really being my mate?’ Spike asked himself.

A lackey tackled Buffy. Two of them were after Her. Spike used his fists and fangs to eliminate the threat.

Buffy ducked a roundhouse and kicked one of the lackey’s in the back. She ducked away from another roundhouse kicked a stool forward into the lackey and delivered a terrific uppercut.

A Gentleman moved forward with a scalpel. One of the Gentleman stabbed at her from behind with a scalpel. Spike turned to her, alarmed.

The gentleman backed away. A lackey grabbed Buffy and threw her into a giant spool of rope. He held her around her shoulders and neck from behind. Weakened, she couldn't break loose.

Spike grabbed a chair and hit the lackey

Suddenly Buffy saw the box from her dreams next to the jars of hearts. She flashed back to the little girl holding the box. She waved and then banged her hands on the giant spool to get Spike's attention.

Spike turned to her, hearing the banging. "Oh" He mouthed as he reached out and smashed the box.

A fine gray mist came floating out of it. The lackey that held Buffy threw her down. Two of the streamers of mist float into Spike's and Buffy's throats.

Buffy felt it enter her. She opened her mouth and screamed and screamed.

Suddenly all of the gentlemen's heads exploded.

Buffy and Spike looked incredulously into each other’s lust filled eyes.

’I do not want him.’ She denied in her head, all the while her body was craving his touch. She unconsciously took a tentative step towards him.

’Want her so bloody much. Don’t care how wrong it is.’ Spike thought to himself. He could feel his body working it’s magic, calling her to his side. He growled softly. A Primal animal calling to his mate.

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TBC…if you’d like… My muse can be bribed by the way…

I hope you enjoyed ;) Az