Doppelganger
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
3,569
Reviews:
19
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter Five
Chapter Five
Spike was so startled by the kiss that at first he didn’t even react to it. It didn’t take long for him to start feeling the first waves of pleasure however as Buffy roughly ground her lips into his holding his head down to her height. Spike had just wrapped his arms around Buffy’s waist when she broke off the kiss.
“It’s so good to have you back Spike.” Buffy said softly tears shinning in her eyes. “I really thought I would never see you again. Spike opened his mouth to comfort her but instead found himself flying across the room and slamming into the wall again.
“Bloody Hell Woman!” The blond yelled at Buffy who was standing across the room with her arms folded across her chest. “What in the love of god was that for?”
“Some people call after they die you know.” Buffy stated as she examined her nails.
“I thought we covered that. I was in a coma, you know the unconscious kind.”
“And the year before?”
“Oh, that death…” Spike started squirming and avoided her gaze.
“Do you know how I found out that you were alive again?” Buffy leveled him with a gaze that could have frozen the fire hell dimensions. Spike decided he was going to dub that look her “icy cold stare of death.” “One of the seer’s in the coven told me, right before the battle in LA. So I went to the battle, only to find out that when I got there you were dead.”
“Well technically, I wasn’t dead at all…” All this did was earn Spike the icy cold stare of death again. Spike sat on the floor prepared to let her have it out on him. She was right after all, he should have told her.
“I have spent the last six weeks in hell because I thought that I had failed you and just when I had gotten comfortable with my misery here you are all alive.” At that Buffy burst into tears, and Spike looked on confused. He honestly didn’t know whether to go to her and try and comfort her. In the end, though his need to alleviate her tears won out and he stood up and gathered her in his arms, rocking her back and forth. Slowly the tears lessened and turned into hiccups.
“I’m sorry Buffy, I messed up I know it. I really wanted to go and see you but… I heard that you were dating the immortal and well, I figured you had moved on.”
“You heard I was what? Spike I never dated the immortal, not really anyway. We went out a few times and ya he’s a good dancer, but I mean date him?” Buffy looked amused at the comment, but Spike was just annoyed. He mentally reminded himself to stake Angel the next time their paths crossed.
“Spike!” A voice called from the doorway. Spike turned around to see Emily doing her best to look pissed off at him while suppressing a giggle. “We need to get you back on those IV’s. Do you really want to end up back in a coma?” Spike turned around to face her and heard Buffy suppressing a giggle from behind him. The two girls exchanged a glace over his shoulder and bust into full laughter.
“Ok, I give” Spike said, “What exactly is so funny?”
“Next time you decide to go roaming the halls, you might want to consider a dressing gown” Buffy said moving in behind him and giving Spike a playful swat on his bare bottom.
“What? And leave my best feature covered!” Spike scoffed as Emily handed him a dressing gown and walked with him out of the room leaving Buffy to chuckle softly to herself.
***
“I’ll get the bloody bint!” Spike growled to himself as he stubbed a cigarette out on the woman he had captured to ease his need to feed for the night. She gave a moan of pain but it was muffled because he had gagged her before chaining her to the wall. Her screaming had really gotten quite annoying.
It was no accident that this girl was a skinny blond. The Vampire had an obsession and anything he wanted to feed on at the moment looked a great deal like the slayer. He had always had slayer on his mind, but this one…this one was personal. He would enjoy killing her greatly, that is if he decided to let her die. He was considering turning her that way he could keep her at his side. He had never wanted to do that before, but this slayer was different.
He had found this girl at a local club dancing with a group of friends. He had wanted her in that moment as he saw her wiggle her hips to the beat. There was something familiar about the scene but his need for blood had drowned out anything else in his mind. She had been easy to lure away from the group, childish and immature as she was. After she allowed him to buy her a few drinks, it was easy to get her into the alley where he knocked her out before taking her back to his place so he could play with her a little longer. They had passed a few people outside the club but he had smiled and just joked about his girl drinking too much. The idiots had accepted it without question. Now she was his.
“What do you think love, shall I kill her then eat her? The other way around? Oh that’s right I forgot: you can’t talk right now, can you.” The evil grin that formed on his face caused the girls eyes to widen. He was generally enjoying tormenting her before he went in for the kill and on a greater level that was exactly what he planned to do with Buffy.
Spike began to caress her body. Even though her clothing he could feel her getting hot, a combination of the alcohol he had plied her with earlier and his attention on the right places of her body. She began to cry, making spike smile.
“Yes,” he said stroking the side of the girls face. “The girl will beg me to kill her by the time I’m done.” With that he leaned down and bit the girl’s neck causing her to emit one last cry of pain before slumping lifeless against the wall.
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A/N Sorry this has been a while comming guys but i am comtinuing the week/month of Hell...seriously midterms and essays should not be allowed to be put together. You have only the extream boringness of my history professor to thank for what little there is of this chapter. Hope i can get another update up soon, but i wouldn't hold my breath for extream speed. Reviews however would absolutely make my stress seem less relevant, so please review.
Spike was so startled by the kiss that at first he didn’t even react to it. It didn’t take long for him to start feeling the first waves of pleasure however as Buffy roughly ground her lips into his holding his head down to her height. Spike had just wrapped his arms around Buffy’s waist when she broke off the kiss.
“It’s so good to have you back Spike.” Buffy said softly tears shinning in her eyes. “I really thought I would never see you again. Spike opened his mouth to comfort her but instead found himself flying across the room and slamming into the wall again.
“Bloody Hell Woman!” The blond yelled at Buffy who was standing across the room with her arms folded across her chest. “What in the love of god was that for?”
“Some people call after they die you know.” Buffy stated as she examined her nails.
“I thought we covered that. I was in a coma, you know the unconscious kind.”
“And the year before?”
“Oh, that death…” Spike started squirming and avoided her gaze.
“Do you know how I found out that you were alive again?” Buffy leveled him with a gaze that could have frozen the fire hell dimensions. Spike decided he was going to dub that look her “icy cold stare of death.” “One of the seer’s in the coven told me, right before the battle in LA. So I went to the battle, only to find out that when I got there you were dead.”
“Well technically, I wasn’t dead at all…” All this did was earn Spike the icy cold stare of death again. Spike sat on the floor prepared to let her have it out on him. She was right after all, he should have told her.
“I have spent the last six weeks in hell because I thought that I had failed you and just when I had gotten comfortable with my misery here you are all alive.” At that Buffy burst into tears, and Spike looked on confused. He honestly didn’t know whether to go to her and try and comfort her. In the end, though his need to alleviate her tears won out and he stood up and gathered her in his arms, rocking her back and forth. Slowly the tears lessened and turned into hiccups.
“I’m sorry Buffy, I messed up I know it. I really wanted to go and see you but… I heard that you were dating the immortal and well, I figured you had moved on.”
“You heard I was what? Spike I never dated the immortal, not really anyway. We went out a few times and ya he’s a good dancer, but I mean date him?” Buffy looked amused at the comment, but Spike was just annoyed. He mentally reminded himself to stake Angel the next time their paths crossed.
“Spike!” A voice called from the doorway. Spike turned around to see Emily doing her best to look pissed off at him while suppressing a giggle. “We need to get you back on those IV’s. Do you really want to end up back in a coma?” Spike turned around to face her and heard Buffy suppressing a giggle from behind him. The two girls exchanged a glace over his shoulder and bust into full laughter.
“Ok, I give” Spike said, “What exactly is so funny?”
“Next time you decide to go roaming the halls, you might want to consider a dressing gown” Buffy said moving in behind him and giving Spike a playful swat on his bare bottom.
“What? And leave my best feature covered!” Spike scoffed as Emily handed him a dressing gown and walked with him out of the room leaving Buffy to chuckle softly to herself.
***
“I’ll get the bloody bint!” Spike growled to himself as he stubbed a cigarette out on the woman he had captured to ease his need to feed for the night. She gave a moan of pain but it was muffled because he had gagged her before chaining her to the wall. Her screaming had really gotten quite annoying.
It was no accident that this girl was a skinny blond. The Vampire had an obsession and anything he wanted to feed on at the moment looked a great deal like the slayer. He had always had slayer on his mind, but this one…this one was personal. He would enjoy killing her greatly, that is if he decided to let her die. He was considering turning her that way he could keep her at his side. He had never wanted to do that before, but this slayer was different.
He had found this girl at a local club dancing with a group of friends. He had wanted her in that moment as he saw her wiggle her hips to the beat. There was something familiar about the scene but his need for blood had drowned out anything else in his mind. She had been easy to lure away from the group, childish and immature as she was. After she allowed him to buy her a few drinks, it was easy to get her into the alley where he knocked her out before taking her back to his place so he could play with her a little longer. They had passed a few people outside the club but he had smiled and just joked about his girl drinking too much. The idiots had accepted it without question. Now she was his.
“What do you think love, shall I kill her then eat her? The other way around? Oh that’s right I forgot: you can’t talk right now, can you.” The evil grin that formed on his face caused the girls eyes to widen. He was generally enjoying tormenting her before he went in for the kill and on a greater level that was exactly what he planned to do with Buffy.
Spike began to caress her body. Even though her clothing he could feel her getting hot, a combination of the alcohol he had plied her with earlier and his attention on the right places of her body. She began to cry, making spike smile.
“Yes,” he said stroking the side of the girls face. “The girl will beg me to kill her by the time I’m done.” With that he leaned down and bit the girl’s neck causing her to emit one last cry of pain before slumping lifeless against the wall.
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A/N Sorry this has been a while comming guys but i am comtinuing the week/month of Hell...seriously midterms and essays should not be allowed to be put together. You have only the extream boringness of my history professor to thank for what little there is of this chapter. Hope i can get another update up soon, but i wouldn't hold my breath for extream speed. Reviews however would absolutely make my stress seem less relevant, so please review.