Nothing better than the blood of a Slayer

My muse has been whispering in my ear ALL day. But sadly isn'sn't about any of the stories I have written so far. She did have me intrigued though and the more she whispered the more excited I got…so after work we shared a pint of chocolate ice cream and I began to write.

This takes place during school hard. Buffy has not been tasted by a vampire. Yet.

I am editing this story, when I am finished I will be starting on the sequel. I hope you’re as excited as I am.

Nothing better than the blood of a Slayer


" Spike. That's what the other vampire called him? That's a little unorthodox, isn't it?" Giles asked polishing his glasses.

"Maybe he's reformed." Buffy piped in hopefully.

"Perhaps he went by another name in... times past." Giles muttered to himself.

"Well, he can't be any worse than any other creature you've faced." Giles said to Buffy as he placed his glasses back on his face.

"He's worse. Once he starts something he doesn't stop until everything in his path is dead." Angel said cryptically. He had suddenly appeared from behind the stacks.

"Hmm. So, he's thorough, goal-oriented." Xander Quipped

"We were at the Bronze before. Thought you said you might show." Buffy said to Angel looking up at him through her thick lashes.

"You said you weren't sure if you were going." Angel said quietly.
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"Oh, there you are." Giles said looking down into the book on the table in front of him.

"There who is?" Jenny asked looking over his shoulder.

"Our new friend Spike. He's known as 'William the Bloody'. Earned his nickname by torturing his victims with railroad spikes. Very pleasant. Well, here's some good news: he's barely two hundred. He's not even as old as Angel is…Oh." Giles said frowning

"That's a bad look, right?" Xander asked noticing the expression on the watcher's face.

"I think your suggestion of running away this Saturday might've been a good one. Spike has fought two Slayers in the last century, and... he's killed them both." Giles said removing his glasses and polishing them furiously. ‘Bloody hell. What if she dies?’ Giles asked himself.
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"Slaaayer! Here, kitty, kittyyy. I find one of your friends first, I'm gonna suck 'em dry. And use their bones to bash your head in. Are you getting a word picture here?" Spike asked smiling to himself.
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"Yeah. Time was you would've taken her out in a heartbeat. Now look at you. I bet this, uh, tortured thing is an act, right? You're not... housebroken?" Spike asked

"I saw her kill the Master. Hey, you think you can take her alone? Be my guest. I'll just feed and run." Angel said

"Don't be silly! We're all friends. We'll do it together. Let's drink to it." Spike said invitingly.

They both slowly leaned in towards Xander's neck. At the last moment Spike punched Angel in the face. "You think you can fool me?! You were my sire, man! You were my bloody... Yoda!" Spike said incredulously.

"Things change." Angel replied

"Not us! Not demons! Man, I can't believe this. You Uncle Tom! Come on, people! This isn't a spectator sport!" Spike yelled furiously.

Angel grabbed Xander and they ran.
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"Fe, fi, fo fum. I smell the blood of a nice ripe" Spike turned to face Buffy. "Girl."

"Do we really need weapons for this?" Buffy asked casually leaning against the wall holding an axe.

"I just like them. They make me feel all manly." Spike said tossing his weapon. He ran his hand down his chest seductively. "The last Slayer I killed... she begged for her life. You don't strike me as the begging kind." He said stepping closer.

"You shouldn'ta come here." Buffy ground out through clenched teeth. ‘Why are all the hot ones undead?’ She asked herself looking over Spike's physique, she could feel her panties dampening.

"No. I've messed up your doilies and stuff. But I just got so bored. I'll tell you what. As a personal favor from me to you I'll make it quick…It won't hurt a bit." Spike said casually stepping closer to Buffy. ‘Bollocks…is that her scent? She smells so bloody good…so erotic… No wonder Angel's all housebroken.’

"No, Spike. It's gonna hurt a lot." Buffy said lunging at him, fists raised.

Spike caught her and pressed his body into hers against the wall. The instant their bodies touched both of them felt a bolt of electricity flow through them.

Buffy groaned lightly, unconsciously thrusting her pelvis into his. She turned her neck to grant him access. ‘What the hell am I doing?’

Spike growled deep in his throat and lunged at her neck. He sank his fangs into her jugular.

Buffy moaned and shuddered as she shattered, sending a shocking amount of wetness to her core.

The instant her blood hit his tongue, the smell of her arousal hit his nose, as well as Buffy's own unique scent.

Buffy thrust her hips forward, searching for the friction that would allow her to shatter again, rubbing against his increasingly hardening shaft.

Spike growled with lustfully, his fangs still buried in her neck. He grabbed one of her legs at the knee and pulled it up to his hip pulling it around his waist. He reached down and viciously ripped her panties from her. He quietly put them into his pocket.

Buffy gasped when she felt the fabric tear, but that didn’t stop the dizzying pace at which she was rubbing herself against him.

Spike pulled his fangs out and licked her neck clean. "Mine. You are MINE. You understand me?" He asked thrusting his hips forward to bring more contact between their bodies.

Buffy could only nod against him. Spike lifted her other leg and pressed her into the wall behind her.

"Bloody hell…you smell so good." Spike whispered into her ear. "I'll just bet you taste as good as you smell Slayer.” He growled softly into her ear, rubbing his jean clad cock against her slick opening.

"Oh…" Buffy moaned. The feeling of his hard cock behind his jeans against her swollen core ignited yet another fire deep within her belly. She lifted her other leg and wrapped it around him, pulling him closer.

‘Oh yeah harder…please’ She thought to herself grinding into Spike again. Spike increased his paceustiusting at her, still fully clothed. She was going to explode again. ‘What is he doing to me? I’ve never felt this way before.’ She knew it. She could feel it. Buffy was powerless to stop it.

"Mmmmm…yeah…you like that Slayer?" He whispered in her ear.

Buffy nodded. "I'm…I …oh…" Buffy moaned incoherently, continuing to move against his hardness.

"Buffy?" She heard her mom call from inside the locked room.

"I'M COMING" She yelled as the most intense orgasm her inexperienced young body had ever felt ripped through her. "Oh god I can't believe I just…" Tears come to her eyes as she realized the effect he had on her. She swallowed hard as she realized what she had wanted him to do. What she had almost allowed him to do.

Spike backed up a little and allowed her feet to touch solid ground again. On shaky legs she tried to stand on her own. She swayed a little and grabbed on to his arm for support. "Sorry…I …I'm sorry." She whispered turning away from him, tears of embarrassment welling in her eyes.

"Well I'm sure as hell not." Spike said passionately. "I'm coming for you Slayer. Whenever I want to. You belong to me now, 'cept I'm going to taste something other than your blood next time" He tilt edher chin up so she looked directly into his eyes. " You got that Kitten?"

Buffy nodded and closed her eyes. When she opened them again he was gone.
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“Oh my god! What’s wrong with me?’ Buffy asked herself as she stalked into her last cemetery for her nightly patrol. ‘I don't want him. I don’t. Bad evil vampire. ‘So why the hell have I thought of him coming for me every night for the last four days?’
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If you like this and want more let me know. I have idea's for Dru and Angel's reactions as well as the scoobies. More Buffy and Spike smut in the next chapter I promise