Nocturnal Bravura

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AUTHOR'S WARNING: Please remember I said this was dark. Vampire are depicted as evil and blood thirsty. Blood play and Gore





A Time To Be Born





Spike awoke to find Buffy gone from their bed. He panicked putting on his clothes quickly. He knew if she wandered off his minions would not try to stop her. They all feared the thought of even touching her. It was a double edge sword. Only a handful of the brave would follow her to make sure she never went anywhere that maybe too dangerous. But none of them where a match for William he would dispose of them on sight.



Spike opened the door and ran into the main banquet room.



To his relief Buffy stood there amongst his minions.



A crowd of trembling humans cowered in the corner.



Buffy smiled at him clapping her hands.



“Daddy is up!” She exclaimed.



Spike smiled at her. She was dress in her normal delicious gear. Black leather pants and black leather corset top. She wore a black choker with a huge red ruby in the center.



He reached out for her as she came running up to him.



He picked her up and swung her around in his arms.



Buffy kissed him passionately.



He held her in the air.



“What has my Perfect Princess been up to?” He asked.



Buffy laughed wrapping her arms around his neck.



“Did Daddy think I would forget?” She said smiling.



“It’s Daddy’s birthday.” Buffy said kissing him again.



Spike lowered her never braking the kiss.



“Look at all the presents I got for Daddy.” Buffy whispered in his ear.



Spike kissed her again.



They turned and looked at the humans foreheads touching, smiling at them wickedly.



FLASHBACK



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Spike opened his eyes. Everything seemed unreal. He was hungry. Hungrier than he had ever been in his life.



“There, there my boy. I know you are hungry.” He heard.



Spike looked up at saw her, the woman from the cemetery. His head was in her lap.



“Wh...who are you?” He stammered.



“Darla.” She answered



“What’s going on.” Spike said trying to break free of her.



“I liberated you dear boy.” She whispered.



Spike shook his head.



“I’m dead.” He said.



“In a way.” She laughed.



Spike’s ears filled with a sound a deafening pounding in his ears. His own desire for food began to consume him.



Darla turned his head.



He saw him a man bound and gagged in the corner.



“Go eat.” She whispered



Spike did not know what happened next. All he remembered was the blood, how sweet it tasted rolling down his throat how strong he felt. He held the man feeling his life slip away, his body go limp in his arms. The pounding in his head disappeared.



Darla smiled.



“How do you feel now?” She asked.



Spike smiled evilly.



“Better.”



He turned to Darla and smiled.



“I guess you are my Sire.” He said.



Darla laughed.



“Yes, you belong to me.” She said.



“I see, and you turned me to prove a point?” Spike said looking at the women.



“No, I turned you because you have power.” Darla said.



Spike crossed his arms.



“Back there you said I was looking for you. Were you the one who killed my mother?” He asked.



“My boy didn’t know she was your mother. He just wanted to have some fun.” She smiled.



“And where is your boy now?” Spike asked rage threatening to boil over.



“I got rid of him. What’s that song called? Dust In The Wind?” Darla laughed.



“So I am your new boy?” He said.



Darla walked up to him and put her arms around him. She smiled coyly.



“Yes all mine.” She said kissing his neck.



“That little ditty with your voice in my head? Can I do that too?” Spike asked.



Darla nodded kissing his chest. She began to unbutton his shirt.



Spike smiled down at her.



“There’s only one problem I see.” Spike said wrapping a hand around her back.



“What’s that tell me and I will fix it.” She whispered.



Spike looked into her eyes and began to pull her into a kiss.



Darla closed hers anticipating it.



Suddenly, her eyes got wide.



She evaporated into dust.



“I already belong to someone else.” Spike said throwing the down the stake he had pulled out of his back pocket.



FLASHBACK ENDS



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Buffy sat on Spike’s lap. Lovingly she licked the blood off his chin. Spike smiled.



“Is my Princess having fun?” He asked.



Buffy laughed and closed her eyes listening to the screams as the minions toyed with the quaking humans.



“It’s always better when scream.” Buffy smiled.



Spike kissed her neck. Buffy growled staring down at her mate.



Buffy stood up looking at Spike.



She closed her eyes and begun to sway her hips dancing to the sounds of the screams.



Spike leaned back watching her. His desire for her beginning to overcome his other senses.



“Come to me.” He said.



Buffy smiled.



“Hmm... The Princess loves when you use your special voice.” She said walking over to him.



When she got close enough for him to touch her, he grabbed her. Buffy straddled him. Spike grabbed the back of her hair and pulled it back exposing her neck to him. He licked it making Buffy squirm against him.



“Daddy do it again.” She pleaded.



Spike smirked.



He turned Buffy around in his lap.



“Which one my Pet?” He whispered in her ear.



Buffy cocked her head to the side allowing Spike to trail kisses down her neck. Slowly he took his tongue and licked his way up to her ear then nibbled in it gently. Buffy closed her eyes in pleasure. Spike’s arms snaked around her. She looked over at the remaining humans, head still to the side as Spike continued to peck at it. She spotted a girl sitting there. Her mouth gagged, tears streaming down her eyes and pointed.



Spike smiled, gave Buffy one more kiss her neck then looked over at the girl. The girl began to get up as if she was in a haze. Spike continued to stare at her. The girl walked over to the dark couple slowly. Buffy got up and touched the girl’s face.



“It’s all right Daddy is just using his special voice.” Buffy whispered into her ear.



Buffy circled the girl and stood behind her. She moved the girls hair giving so that she had access to her neck.



Spike continued to look in the girl’s eyes.



“Isn’t my Daddy beautiful?” Buffy whispered.



The girl just stood there.



“But you need to remember one thing.” Buffy said softly in her ear.



Buffy face shifted.



“He’s mine.” She sneered plunging down into the girl’s throat.



Buffy’s eyes locked onto Spike. She watched him all the time she fed. Spike licked his lips at the site of his mate feeding.



A girl sunk to the floor.



Buffy looked down at her and shrugged her shoulders.



She step over her and walked back to Spike.



Spike gathered her in his lap again.



Buffy kissed him sharing with him the last few drops of the dead girl’s blood.



Spike had enough of the public festivities. Buffy was strong at least for the moment. He wanted her all to himself. He stood up still holding Buffy. She wrapped her legs around him staring down into his eyes running her tongue across her lips then licked his mouth purring.



Spike rolled his eyes and buried his face in her cleavage. Without saying a word to his minions as he walked out of the banquet hall devouring Buffy’s neck sucking on it lightly. Buffy closed her eyes, her legs still wrapped around him.



The minions watched as the deadly couple walked out of the room in their own type of thrall....