The Substitute
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › Het - Male/Female › Spike(William)/Willow
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
2,887
Reviews:
3
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.
Looking for a Girl
Spike strolled the streets of Sunnydale for the second night since he had arrived. He had already drunk his fill, having paid a visit earlier that evening to some sorority house on the UC Sunnydale campus. He was disappointed to only find seven girls at home, but he did enjoy their company for a brief time before they died. He had only eaten three. He probably could have managed a fourth one, but he didn’t want to gorge himself, after all he had to think of his figure. It wouldn’t do to have love handles when he finally found his redheaded goddess. The remaining four girls he just made sport of. Torturing them, raping them, whatever took his fancy. But he grew bored of them quickly, snapping their necks one by one, and moving on to look for his pretty maiden once again.
He would recognize her the instant he saw her, he was sure of it. After all, she must be someone very powerful indeed to capture his mind so completelShe She must be the most ruthless woman ever, to make me hard just thinking about her,’ he pondered absently, ‘When I find her, I will claim her and we will make this town bleed.’
The problem was, with his memory shot he didn’t have a clue as to where to look for her. After arriving, he was sure he had been here before; too many things were familiar for him not to have been. But, his mind was still a mess and several times he found himself getting lost, only to find himself back where he had started. After the third time of this happening for the evening, he came to a complete halt, shaking his head in frustration, deciding to take a different approach. He saw a somewhat scantily clad young woman passing by, and grinned to himself wondering why he hadn’t thought of this sooner.
“Nice night for a stroll, luv. Where you heading?” he asked in his most seductive voice.
“Umm…the Bronze…there’s a band playing,” she replied, a bit unsure of herself. She was young he realized, maybe seventeen. Perfect.
“Mind if I join you? I’m new in town and, um, haven’t seen the sites yet.”
“O-Okay,” she replied, shocked that the older and very sexy man would want to go with her.
Along the way the girl, Cara or Sara, something like that, was doing her best to bore Spike out of his mind with tales of teenage woes involving some bloke named Brian. He couldn’t wait until they finally got there and he could kill the chit. In this case he would actually be doing the world a service.
As they drew near he could hear the music pumping with a low base line sliding over his body. He could find it on his own from there, and quickly pulled the girl into the bushes, wanting to rip her throat out, but having to settle for just breaking her neck because he didn’t want to get his clothes all bloody.
Spike made his way inside, overwhelmed as always by the many smells and sounds mortals make. It was no wonder vampires loved to hunt in places like these, all the many flavors to choose from and enough pandemonium to make picking off prey easy. Surely his Red would be here somewhere. He quickly made his way to the balcony to get a better view of the place. Scanning the crowd for a moment, he finally spotted her on the dance floor.
She was an absolute vision, dancing all alone. Her eyes were closed as she swayed to the music; the many lights reflecting off her incredibly pale skin, making it appear as if she was actually glowing. She was dressed a bit more modestly than he had expected, her black skirt coming down to just above her knees, and her wine colored shirt only showing the baresountount of cleavage. He couldn’t wait to get her alone somewhere where he could shred her garments, not to mention the flesh beneath them. He wanted to see her hanging in chains with blood running down her back.
Feeling his cock growing unbelievably hard, he decided not to wait any longer and made his way down to her. The music was louder near the stage, drowning out everything else until all he could focus on was her dancing and the sound of the music. He slipped up behind her unnoticed, breathing deep her scent, heavenly. The song was nearing its end as he slid his arm around her, pulling her flush against his body. She gasped at the sudden motion, as well as the feeling of his erection pressing against her backside. She was warm, but that was to be expected.
The song ended, and as it did he leaned forward to whisper in her ear, “My love, did you miss me?” Then he heard it, the unmistakable sound of her heartbeat. He shoved her away in his confusion, and she spun around to face him, equally flustered. “You-you’re human!”
To be continued…
He would recognize her the instant he saw her, he was sure of it. After all, she must be someone very powerful indeed to capture his mind so completelShe She must be the most ruthless woman ever, to make me hard just thinking about her,’ he pondered absently, ‘When I find her, I will claim her and we will make this town bleed.’
The problem was, with his memory shot he didn’t have a clue as to where to look for her. After arriving, he was sure he had been here before; too many things were familiar for him not to have been. But, his mind was still a mess and several times he found himself getting lost, only to find himself back where he had started. After the third time of this happening for the evening, he came to a complete halt, shaking his head in frustration, deciding to take a different approach. He saw a somewhat scantily clad young woman passing by, and grinned to himself wondering why he hadn’t thought of this sooner.
“Nice night for a stroll, luv. Where you heading?” he asked in his most seductive voice.
“Umm…the Bronze…there’s a band playing,” she replied, a bit unsure of herself. She was young he realized, maybe seventeen. Perfect.
“Mind if I join you? I’m new in town and, um, haven’t seen the sites yet.”
“O-Okay,” she replied, shocked that the older and very sexy man would want to go with her.
Along the way the girl, Cara or Sara, something like that, was doing her best to bore Spike out of his mind with tales of teenage woes involving some bloke named Brian. He couldn’t wait until they finally got there and he could kill the chit. In this case he would actually be doing the world a service.
As they drew near he could hear the music pumping with a low base line sliding over his body. He could find it on his own from there, and quickly pulled the girl into the bushes, wanting to rip her throat out, but having to settle for just breaking her neck because he didn’t want to get his clothes all bloody.
Spike made his way inside, overwhelmed as always by the many smells and sounds mortals make. It was no wonder vampires loved to hunt in places like these, all the many flavors to choose from and enough pandemonium to make picking off prey easy. Surely his Red would be here somewhere. He quickly made his way to the balcony to get a better view of the place. Scanning the crowd for a moment, he finally spotted her on the dance floor.
She was an absolute vision, dancing all alone. Her eyes were closed as she swayed to the music; the many lights reflecting off her incredibly pale skin, making it appear as if she was actually glowing. She was dressed a bit more modestly than he had expected, her black skirt coming down to just above her knees, and her wine colored shirt only showing the baresountount of cleavage. He couldn’t wait to get her alone somewhere where he could shred her garments, not to mention the flesh beneath them. He wanted to see her hanging in chains with blood running down her back.
Feeling his cock growing unbelievably hard, he decided not to wait any longer and made his way down to her. The music was louder near the stage, drowning out everything else until all he could focus on was her dancing and the sound of the music. He slipped up behind her unnoticed, breathing deep her scent, heavenly. The song was nearing its end as he slid his arm around her, pulling her flush against his body. She gasped at the sudden motion, as well as the feeling of his erection pressing against her backside. She was warm, but that was to be expected.
The song ended, and as it did he leaned forward to whisper in her ear, “My love, did you miss me?” Then he heard it, the unmistakable sound of her heartbeat. He shoved her away in his confusion, and she spun around to face him, equally flustered. “You-you’re human!”
To be continued…