Surprise Innocence Twisted

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Buffy lay on the coat, and swallowed hard. She closed here eyes and waited for what came next.

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“Where is she? She’s been gone an awfully long time…” Willow looked up at Giles, fear evident on her face.

“I’m sure she’s…” Giles started but was interrupted by Angel.

“I think we should go and look for her.” The broody vampire was pacing. “What if she’s in trouble?” He asked. “She could be laying somewhere bleeding…hurt…”

“We’ll all go together…but we need someone to stay behind incase she returns…” Giles said looking around the group.

“I’ll stay…” Cordy said sitting down on a nearby chair. “It’s raining out there still and I don’t want to ruin my shoes. They’re brand new.”

The rest of the gang made their way out into the pounding rain.

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Spike stood looking down at her, listening to the rain pound outside. ‘What the bloody hell am I doing?’ He thought to himself even as he knelt beside her. Stroking his fingertips over her stomach he smiled as she arched into his touch. Hooking his fingers into the waistband of her panties he slowly pulled them down her legs.

She kept her eyes closed, trembling as he removed her panties. She wanted to reach up to him; she wanted to feel his weight on her. She wanted him desperately.

Groaning Spike brought her panties up to his nose and inhaled her scent. ‘Smells so good.’ He slid them into the pocket of his jeans. He reached down and parted her thighs. Kneeling between them he took in the sight of her slick folds. “So beautiful…” He murmured leaning forward. Spike pushed her legs further apart and ran one finger over her opening.

She gasped when she him touching her so intimately, finger against her throbbing opening. She involuntarily spread her legs slightly further, eliciting a moan from Spike. “Slayer…smells so good…” He said softly as he slowly pushed a finger into her. She moaned and bucked her hips.

“Like that do you kitten?” He asked. She nodded. He could hear her heartbeat thundering in her chest, he could hear the little gasps she was making as he thrust his finger in and out slowly. He leaned closer and fed hed his tongue over her clit.

Her eyes flew open and she watched, her mortal enemy bent between her legs giving her intense pleasure. His eyes flicked up to hers and she took in the hunger for her, his tongue still licking against her raised nubbin. “Ahhh…Spike…Oh god…”

“Need to be inside you…please…” He whispered. Buffy nodded quickly and raised her arms to him. She watched him rise and remove his jeans. Her eyes widened in surprise at the size of him. He knelt once again between her spread thighs.

Gripping himself in his hand he positioned himself at her core. He brought his lips to hers and kissed her softly as he thrust in. Not expecting it he was shocked when the scent of her blood mixed with her juices hit his nose.

She screamed at the invasion, right into his mouth. Her hands came up; curved into claws she dug her fingernails into his cool flesh, scratching deep bloody welts into his back. She pulled away and bit her lip to adjust to the pain. Turning her head slightly to the side she unknowingly offered her neck to him. Spike couldn’t control himself, the scent of both of their blood, the feel of her lace covered breast pressed up against him, her quim wrapped so tightly around his throbbing aching cock, fangs descending he bit into the tender flesh of her neck.

‘No. Stop. Pain. Oh god hurts so… ohhhhhhh feels so good…’ She was shocked at first to feel his fangs sink into her. It hurt, but like the pain between her legs it was subsiding and the pleasure was unbelievable. She could feel the shallow pulls he was taking of her blood. He pulled his fangs out and sliced open his tongue. He pressed his bleeding tongue to the wound in her neck. She could feel his fingers digging into her hips and knew she would have bruises there come morning.

He growled something. A few words she didn’t hear. She could feel the pleasure building up. He was taking her higher and higher. Suddenly he stopped and held perfectly still. “Spike?…”


“Uuhhhhhh…Buffy…” He pushed in deeper. “You feel so…have to stop for a second…” He growled nuzzling against the mark he made on her neck. “Sorry about that I didn’t mean to hurt you…just couldn’t…” He pulled back and kissed his mark softly.

“It’s ok…it didn’t hurt much. Just shocked…I thought you were going to… ” She fell silent as he started to move again.

“Not gonna hurt you ever again…just want to…oh…yeah…” Suddenly she was moving with him, writhing, touching, and moaning, against each other. She could feel his hipbones digging into her thighs; she could feel his fingers digging into her flesh, she could feel the cold floor through his duster beneath her.

Her hands splayed against his back, her fingers curled once again re-opening the scratches she made and making new ones. Spike howled in pleasure, moving faster against her. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up against him. He sat back on his knees even as he pulled her up, straddling him she rocked back and forth, harder, taking him deeper. “UUUHhhhhh Buffy…”

“Say it again…” She begged, burying her face in his neck.

Spike slowed her rhythm, hands on her hips and pulled back so he could look into her eyes. “Buffy…Buffy…Oh…Luv…Buffy…” Spike moaned. Closing her eyes she leaned forward and kissed him sensuously, trailing her tongue over his bottom lip she slid it into his mouth. Spike’s eyes slammed shut. He reached down and rubbed her clit, causing her to cry out. “Spike…Oh god…I…”

“Come for me…come all over my cock…so wet for me…” She rocked faster, his fingers dancing over her clit. Buffy screamed as she shattered, her clenching walls taking Spike with her. His cool seed shooting deep within her. Neither of them noticed the green glow surrounding them, it was absorbed by Buffy’s body before either of them opened their eyes.

They stayed there for a few moments taking calming breaths. Buffy opened her eyes and looked into Spike’s blue depths. They pulled her in and they just sat there, him still inside her. “That…was…”

“Bloody hell you are amazing…why didn’t you tell me you were…” He closed his eyes. ‘A virgin…’

Buffy nibbled her lip nervously. She leaned forward and kissed him softly. “Would it have made a difference?” She asked.

“No. I would have still wanted you…still wanted this…didn’t know it could be like this…so…satisfying…but if I was prepared I could have colledlled my demon…I wouldn’t have bit you.” Spike cleared his throat. ‘And I certainly wouldn’t have claimed you.’ But she didn’t need to know that. Not yet.

“Why don’t we…lay down…have us a rest?” He asked. He helped her off of him and lay down. Opening his arms to her he invited her to lay with him. Buffy rested her head on his shoulder, one arm thrown over his waist. She curled into his side and hooked a leg over his. Spike’s fingers found their way to the spot he wanted to claim as his own from the first moment he had seen her dancing in the bronze.

She smiled as he ran his fingers through her hair. “Love your hair…so soft…just like spun gold…”

“Spike?” She asked shyly.

“Yeah Luv?” He asked. He lifted his other hand and stroked her hip.

She threw her leg over him and straddled his waist. “I want you again…” She could feel him hardening under her. She lifted her hips slightly. Spike held his cock and let her impale herself. They both cried out in pleasure as she sank down on him.

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“Her scent…it’s here…she was here recently…” Angel growled. He could smell her. Suddenly lightning hit, illuminating the muddy garment on the ground.

“Oh god! Her s..” ..” Willow said picking it up.

Angel grabbed it from her and brought it to his nose. “Yeah…hers…” Then he heard it, her faint moans coming from a nearby crypt. He only heard because of his enhanced hearing. “I…I uh think we should split up…Willow…and the rest of you…I think you should…”

“We’ll split into three groups…Jenny and I Willow and Xander and you alone Angel….” Giles said taking charge.

Angel nodded. To throw them off he pointed each group in separate directions and waited for them to leave. When he was sure they were gone he made his way towards the crypt that he knew she was in.

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She moved against him, Spike’s hands came up to wrap around her hips. “Yeah…like that…oh…yeah….”

“Spike….Oh…Spike…I….” She bent forward and kissed him passionately. As she shattered, and felt Spike lose himself within her she felt him. Angel. She looked up just in time to see him come crashing through the door.

Spike tensed beneath her. ‘Sire.’

“Buffy?” Angel was staring at her; she was entwined clad only in a blue lace bra on top of his childe. He could smell arousal and sex. Then his eyes zeroed in on the mark on her throat.

She could see the hurt and anger on his face. She watched unmoving, unblinking, as it turned to rage. With an inhuman snarl he launched himself at the still entwined pair.

Buffy moved first. She launched herself at Angel, trying to stop him from reaching Spike. “Angel…no…please…it wasn’t his fault…”

Spike leisurely got to his feet. He smirked at his sire. “Hurts…don’t it peaches?” He grinned again and walked up behind Buffy. Snaking his arm around her waist he pulled her up against him. She didn’t fight, didn’t protest. She let him pull her naked flesh against his.

Her arms stayed out, palms flat towards Angel, to stop him from advancing. “Spike…how dare you…”

“Not nice when someone snoggs your girl yeah?” He leaned his head forward and licked a path over his bite. “Well she’s all mine now…”

Angel growled ferally and launched himself at her. He ripped her violently from Spikes arms and pushed her out of the way. He came at Spike, fists and fangs flying. Spike was ready. He kicked Angel in the gut sending him sprawling onto the floor. With a roar he was on him landing punch after punch. Blood was spraying everywhere.

“Stop…Spike…stop it…” She said pulling him off.

Spike stood and glared at her. “Thought things were a little different…sorry…my mistake. Won’t happen again…” He grabbed his jeans and pulled them on. He pulled his doc’s onto feetfeet and made his way out the door and into the pouring rain.

Buffy was too stunned to react. ‘Oh god. Angel caught me…with Spike…’ Was all she kept thinking. She looked around but couldn’t find her clothes. She threw Spike’s Duster on and buttoned it up. Throwing an unconscious Angel over her shoulder she quickly carried him home.

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Spike stalked into the factory angrily. He quickly shed his jeans and boots and turned on the shower. He stepped under the hot spray and let it sooth his anger. ‘Thought things changed between us but the bint still loves Him. it’s always going to be him.’ He angrily grabbed the shampoo and washed his hair.

‘Gotta get the hell out of this bloody berg.’ Spike finished his shower and then packed quickly. He and Dru made it out of Sunnydale before the first rays of sun reached the sleepy little town. He sat behind the wheel of his beloved Desoto with his Dark princess curled up beside him.

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“Angel? Can you hear me?” She asked stroking his cheek softly.

“Buffy?” He opened his eyes and looked at her.

“Angel I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…I don’t know what happened…”

Angel growled angrily. “I can smell him. All over you. Get out.”

“Angel..no…don’t do this…I love you.”

“How can you say that?” He growled. “I said get out.” Backhanding her across the face he turned his back on her.

Shocked Buffy raised her hand to the reddening imprint on her face. “Angel…” She whispered backing out of the room.

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“Mum, Mum, Mum.” Dawn cooed, raising her arms to Buffy.

Buffy sighed, letting the memories of that fateful night fade. “Well…don’t you look adorable…” She smiled happily picking her daughter up she carried her back into her own room so she could get dressed. She sat Dawn on the floor and gave her Mr. Gordo to play with.

There was a soft knock at the door. “Buffy?”

“Yeah Mom?”

“Just making sure you’re awake…”

“Yeah…just getting dressed. Dawn is ready…”

“Want me to take her down and start her on breakfast?” Buffy walked over and opened the door for her.

“Gamma!!” Dawn squealed. Getting to her feet she wobbled over to the door and raised her arms to Joyce.

Joyce leaned down and scooped the little girl up. She hugged her tight. “Morning pumpkin. Ready for breakfast?”

Dawn nodded enthusiastically. “Say bye to Mommy.”

Dawn blew a kiss at Buffy. “I’ll be right down, Thanks mom.”

“No problem sweetie…Hurry though…I have to drop you off early I have a meeting at the gallery.”

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SOUTH AMERICA

“Why didn’t you kill her?” Dru whined. A tune he had heard almost everyday.

”You're the one who keeps bringing her up!” Spike growled. “I haven't said a word about the bloody Slayer since we left California. She's on the other side of the planet, Dru!”

”But you're lying! I can still see her floating all around you, laughing. Why? Why won't you push her away?”

”But I did, pet. I did it for you. You keep punishing me. Carrying on with creatures like this.” Spike glared at the Chaos demon standing beside Dru looking around uncertainly. ‘I try not to think about her. I try so bloody hard.’
“Okay, you guys obviously have a thing going on here.” The Chaos demon said backing away slowly.

”I have to find my pleasures, Spike. You taste like ashes.”

”So this is my fault now?”

”I didn't know she was seeing somebody.” The Chaos demon tried to explain. “I should take off.”

”Yeah, why don't you do that?” Spike growled.

”You can't blame the ghoul, Spike. You're all covered with her. I look at you... all I see is the Slayer.”

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