Nocturnal Bravura
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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Adult ++
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Category:
BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
32
Views:
3,650
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Dance
It was suppose to be a fight. Bloody, dirty full of rage and fear like all fights were but when they threw blows it truly looked like a dance. They countered each other flawlessly. Knew when to punch and when to block. There arms and legs never got entangled or off step. They step like they were in the throes of a waltz swinging gracefully from side to side. Moving there heads with poise. Even at times their breathing seemed timed inhaling when one exhaled and the other doing the same. Then every once and awhile.
Thwack!
William staggered back holding his nose trying to stop the bleeding.
Buffy smiled looking at him. Her pink tongue darted out of her mouth licking the little bit of the Slayer’s blood that splattered across her knuckles.
“Yummy, yummy for my tummy.” Buffy said rubbing her stomach like a child.
William knew right then it was a bad night for the blonde vampire. Sometimes he would find her. Crouched in the darkness her white nightgown muddy and torn. She mumbled about things. To most people she woulem iem incoherent. When William heard her it ripped his heart out. The things she mumbled haunted William. If anyone knew he had left her there or at times had taken her to shelter to make sure away she was away from deadly sun in the morning he would be history. She was The Master’s Princess he should stake her on sight. However he couldn’t he never could.
Buffy looked down at her hands then up at William with a questioning look.
“What were we doing?” Buffy asked tilting her head. She put her hands on her black leather clad hips.
Suddenly like she had a moment of clarity she squealed.
“Yes we were dancing.” She said.
Buffy immediately launched herself in the air doing a series of acrobatics. William took two steps back waiting for her to finish her flips. William saw his moment he crouched down and swept her legs as she landed. Instead of falling backwards she fell into his arms. William began to push her away when he looked into her eyes.
“If the stars have burned out by the time I see them does that make them any less beautiful?” Buffy whispered her body going limp.
William gulped hard. Her words echoed a conversation from long ago. Another place in another time. William looked down at her. She looked so helpless in his arms. Her eyes, they seemed to clear from their fog for a brief moment.
“William.” Buffy said breathlessly.
William stroked her cheek and looked in her eyes.
“Elizabeth.” He whispered.
“William?” She questioned touching face almost as if she was checking if he was real.
William fought the tears threatening to spill out of his eyes.
“Lizzie?” He asked.
Suddenly they both heard clapping in the background.
Thwack!
William staggered back holding his nose trying to stop the bleeding.
Buffy smiled looking at him. Her pink tongue darted out of her mouth licking the little bit of the Slayer’s blood that splattered across her knuckles.
“Yummy, yummy for my tummy.” Buffy said rubbing her stomach like a child.
William knew right then it was a bad night for the blonde vampire. Sometimes he would find her. Crouched in the darkness her white nightgown muddy and torn. She mumbled about things. To most people she woulem iem incoherent. When William heard her it ripped his heart out. The things she mumbled haunted William. If anyone knew he had left her there or at times had taken her to shelter to make sure away she was away from deadly sun in the morning he would be history. She was The Master’s Princess he should stake her on sight. However he couldn’t he never could.
Buffy looked down at her hands then up at William with a questioning look.
“What were we doing?” Buffy asked tilting her head. She put her hands on her black leather clad hips.
Suddenly like she had a moment of clarity she squealed.
“Yes we were dancing.” She said.
Buffy immediately launched herself in the air doing a series of acrobatics. William took two steps back waiting for her to finish her flips. William saw his moment he crouched down and swept her legs as she landed. Instead of falling backwards she fell into his arms. William began to push her away when he looked into her eyes.
“If the stars have burned out by the time I see them does that make them any less beautiful?” Buffy whispered her body going limp.
William gulped hard. Her words echoed a conversation from long ago. Another place in another time. William looked down at her. She looked so helpless in his arms. Her eyes, they seemed to clear from their fog for a brief moment.
“William.” Buffy said breathlessly.
William stroked her cheek and looked in her eyes.
“Elizabeth.” He whispered.
“William?” She questioned touching face almost as if she was checking if he was real.
William fought the tears threatening to spill out of his eyes.
“Lizzie?” He asked.
Suddenly they both heard clapping in the background.