Nocturnal Bravura

Spike watched from his chair in his mansion as his minions danced and carried on. The Hunt had been hard as of late. His brother seemed to be everywhere at once making it difficult to eat. Spike knew the prizes he brought back would boost the moral. Which they did. Drunks and transients with addiction issues always gave them a bit of a buzz. He was proud of himself. The Master Of Sunnydale.

Buffy sat in his lap her head pressed against his chest running her hand up and down his arms. She purred contentedly. Spike smiled tightening his grip around her.

“Did My Princess miss Daddy?” He asked looking in her eyes.

Buffy smiled and nodded vigorously. Suddenly her eyes filled with tears.

Spike held her face in his hands.

“Hey what’s that about now?” Spike said gently wiping the tears away from her eyes.

“I don’t like it when Daddy goes away. There’s not enough noise. Than the pictures cand and they don’t make sense. Need it to be loud.” Buffy whimpered.

She buried her head in the crook of Spike’s neck.

“Princess sometimes Daddy has to go away and see if something he hears about could help his Princess get well. Daddy wants to make you all strong and better. You understand right” Spike whispered almost sounding like a scared child himself.

Buffy smiled.

“I understand Daddy. Wants his Princess to be well... so much blood to spill..taste sweeter if they are innocent” Buffy said brightly.

Spike smirked.

“That’s my girl.” He whispered.

Spike clasped his hand around her neck and drew her to him. He kissed her deeply Buffy began to purr and growl grabbing Spike by his jacket. He broke apart their kiss both their eyes danced with flecks of gold. Their demons beckoned each other. It had been too long.

Spike closed his eyes and held Buffy tight. One of his minions began to approach to ask The Master a question. Spike let out a loud growl. The whole room stopped and turned around. None of them were allowed near Buffy. Even when Spike was around. His minions had learned to not even look at her. Spike gave all of his spoils to them freely knowing the more he gave the more they were indebted to him but Buffy was his and his alone.

The last fledging stupid enough to try anything did not live to meet another sunset. Buffy was beautiful in life as a vampire she was intoxicating. Her pale skin and huge green eyes made her look more like a porcelain doll than a real creature. When she was well, she dressed in sexy outfits that cause all of Spike’s minions to almost get worked into a frenzy. Black leather pants tight, exotic looking tops. Her long blonde hair straight and choppy.

When she was ill she looked like an angel. She would wander aimlessly through the halls dress in long white night gowns. Making her look like she was a young Victorian noblewoman. One night while The Master was away one of the new fledglings brought in her cup of blood. He was suppose just leave it there. One of The Master’s older minions would check to see if she ate later if she didn’t they knew bring in one of the prizes from the hunt and hold them down while she fed on them.

But she looked so beautiful so attainable. He could see traces of her nipple through her gown. He wanted to touch her for just a moment. Put her nipple between his fingers. No one would ever know. He did just that getting greedy he slipped his hand underneath her gown. No wonder MastMaster was so possessive of his Princess. She was still warm. Buffy whimpered he quickly withdrew his hand smiling to himself. Yup no one would ever know. Stupid fool was too young to know anything about scents

That next night Spike circled the room pretending to glad hand all of his newest recruits. He out his hand on their backs pretending to lean in and whr inr instructions into their ear. Finally he caught the smell that lingered on his Princess’s chest. Spike pretended to walk away then snapped back around ripping out the fledglings throat. The fledging gasp for unnecessary air still alive bleeding all over the mansion floor. Spike slammed the flesh to the ground grabbing an axe of the wall. He walked over to The fledging and placed one hand on the table.

Thwack!

The fledgling yelled raising up his ruined limb only to have the other one get sliced off. Spike grabbed the boy by his shirt and dragged him into a room he threw him in there and chained him to the wall. The Fledgling looked up and realized the room had no roof.

At sunrise the minions all heard a soul wrenching scream. Spike did not allow the hands to be moved or the blood to be cleaned for a week a reminder of what would happen if anyone that dare thought to touch his Princess.

The minion immediately backed off. Spike stood up still cradling Buffy in his arms. The minions cleared a pathway allowing Spike to walk through. Spike unlike other Master’s did not have multiple lovers. Just one His Dark Princess. Occasionally he wooed women bringing them to the mansion making them think they would have the most mind blowing sex of their lives butnevenever happened.

They were just food. Food for his weakened girl. A few female minions tried to use their charms to gain favor with their Master but it never worked. Those who were determined or too persistent were cast away from the protection of the mansion left to face the world alone or worse face The Slayer. The minions watched as Spike walked up the stairs a few growls were heard as Buffy continued to purr. Finally The Master disappeared into his room.

Spike placed Buffy on the bed. Buffy frowned.

“Want Daddy. Need Daddy. So weak.” She pouted.

“Daddy’s thought of that Luv. Brought you a special present.” Spike said kissing her shoulder.

The door opened as a young girl about Buffy’s age and a man around samesame age was pushed in bound and gagged. Buffy’s eyes lit up and she clapped wildly. Spike smiled down at her. He loved it when he could surprise her....

After they finished feeding the corpses were disposed of. Spike gently disrobed Buffy. Buffy feeling strong ripped his off. He fell backwards on the bed closed his eyes. Buffy laid on top of Spike licking the blood off his mouth. She licked at his lips like a kitten lapping up milk. Spike hips began to thrust upwards. He looked into Buffy’s eyes then grabbed her by the back of her head demanding what was his. He kissed her brutally causing her to whimper in pleasure.

Spike attacked her neck trailing soft kisses down her throat. He stopped at the base of her neck lng tng two tiny pin prick scars. His face shifted smiling up at it's mate.

“Mine” He growled.

Buffy smiled then shifted into her game face. She found the identical marks on Spike’s neck.

“Mine” She growled.

The claimed mates let their demons take over. Biting and scratching at each other for a bit licking every inch of each other’s bodies.

Spike knew better than to let it go too far. Buffy was better for the moment but she was not entirely strong. He shifted back into his human face looking at Buffy who followed suit. Spike smiled kissing her passionately.

“I love you.” He whispered.

“I love you” She said softly back.

All the nights of chasing after her when she would wander off. Caring for her. Deciphering her ramblings and moans. All the times she seemed so lost and far away every time she looked at him and said those words made it all worth it to him. Every time he questioned his decision when she said those words all doubts were wiped away from his mind.

Spike rolled Buffy over and entered her slowly. Buffy arched her back trying to draw him further in. Wanting to please his girl Spike thrust deeper into her hitting those places inside that drive her crazy. Buffy bit her bottom lip. Spike smiled.

He kissed her lip pulling it out covering it with light feathery kisses. Her eyes rolled back. He felt her walls flutter.

“There it is Luv...” Spike said his eyes rolling back.

Buffy arched her hips up and began to shake violently.

Spike always loved this part. Nothing ever felt this good.

She screamed giving into her orgasm sending Spike careening right behind her.

Spike rolled off Buffy who crawled on top of her mate. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sighed happily. Soon she was asleep.

Spike smiled and kiss the top of her head. He held her close enjoying the fng ong of her in his arms.

He had missed her.

Yes he was The Master. He was strong , feared and powerful. But none of it would mean a thing without the girl asleep in his arms.