Crushing

This is a B/S Story containing NON CONSENTUAL SEX, It starts in Crush, and goes AU from there. WRANING THERE WILL BE GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS Of SEXUAL encous ans and may not be for everyone. Please DO NOT read it if this offends you.

This idea has been rolling off my muse’s tongue for a while now and I wasn’t ready to write it, I think that’s why I had writer’s block for so long. I figured if I get it out there, then at least it would be out of my head. I love writing sweet Spike, but he’s a vampire and sometimes he just needs to be a little evil. Yes he does still love Buffy.

Crushing

“You have a crush on him.” Buffy stared unbelievingly at her little sister.

”No I don't! It's just…” She giggled “He's got cool hair, and he wears cool leather coats and stuff.” She looked at Buffy seriously. “And he doesn't treat me like an alien.”

”He's a killer, Dawn. You cannot have a crush on something that is ... dead, and, and evil, and a vampire.”

”Right, that's why you were never withel fel for three years.” Dawn rolled her eyes.

“Angel's different. He has a soul.” Buffy said softly looking at the ground. ~ That’s why he loved me. ~

”Spike has a chip. Same diff.” Dawn shrugged and kept walking.

”I, I can't listen to this! Spike is a monster, okay? A-and plus, you are only fourteen years old.” Buffy murmured.

”I like hanging out with him is all. And even if I did have a crush, he wouldn't notice in a million years. Not with you around.” Dawn glanced at Buffy judging her reaction.

”What does that mean?” Buffy questioned.

”Spike's totally into you. Oh, come on. You didn't notice? Buffy, Spike is completely in love with you.” Dawn murmured sulkily.

”Huh?” Buffy breathed. ~ No way! ~
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Spike leaned towards her, his lips seeking hers.
“Oh ... oh no. Are you out of your mind?” She squealed placing a restraining hand against his chest.

”It's not so unusual. Two people ... in the workplace ... feelings develop.” Spike murmured leaning towards her again.

”No! No, no, feelings do not develop. No feelings.” Buffy said backing away from his penetrating gaze. “We’re kinda friends but that’s it…”

”You can't deny it. There's something between us.” He said softly. ~ I can smell it Buffy. You want me. Deny it all you want I know the truth. Just let yourself feel it. ~

”Loathing. Dst.”st.” She growled trying to get past him and out the door. ~ I’m not ready for this. ~

Spike grabbed her arm. “Heat. Desire.”

“Please! Spike, you're a vampire.” She said pushing against this chest.

”Angel was a vampire.” Spike said softly.

”Angel was good!” Buffy scowled. ~ Until I made him lose his soul. ~ She closed her eyes at the memory.

”And I can be too. I've changed, Buffy.” Spike said softly, leaning in and inhaling her scent. ~ Love you so much. ~

”What, that chip in your head? That's not change. Tha-that's just ... holding you back. You're like a serial killer in prison!” Buffy said angrily.

”Women marry 'em all the time!” Spike growled.

”Uhh!” Buffy threw her hands in the air and moved towards the door again.

”But I'm not ... like that. Something's happening to me. I can't stop thinking about you.” Spike turned to her looking into her startled eyes.

Buffy felt herself being pulled into his shockingly blue eyes. ~ They’re so blue. ~ “Uhh.” She growled at herself trying to stop the budding feelings, and tng ang away again. His next words stopped her in her tracks.

“And if that means turning my back on the whole evil thing…”

”You don't know what you mean! You don't know what feelings are!” Buffy scre at at him. “All you know is torture and inflicting pain.” She sighed. ~ You don’t have a soul. How can you even pretend to care? ~

”I damn well do! I lie awake every night!” Spike said indignantly.

”You sleep during the day!” Buffy screeched.

“Yeah, but - You are missing the point. This is real here. I love…”

”Don't! Don't say it. I'm going.” She said starting for the door again.

”Oh, come on, we need to talk.”

”We don't need to do anything! Okay, there is no we! Understand?”

”Buffy…” Spike called to her retreating form.
She didn’t hear him, she was already out the door running for home as if the hounds of hell were chasing her.
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“I don't believe in science. All those bits and molecules no one's ever seen. I trust eyes and heart alone. And do you know what mine is singing out right now?” Dru murmured. “You're a killer. Born to slash ... and bash ... and... oh, bleed like beautiful poetry. No little tinker-toy could ever stop you from flowing.”

”Yeah.” Spike growled softly. He wanted it. He wanted to forget all about the Slayer and what she was doing to him. ~ Bloody bint dosen’t know a good thing when she has it. I’ll make her feel it. ~

“Ohh.”

”But the pain ... love, you don't understand, it's ... it's searing. It's, um, blinding.” Spike said softly leaning into her touch.

”All in your head. I can see it. Little bit of ... plastic, spiderwebbing out nasty blue shocks. And every one is a lie. Electricity lies, Spike. It tells you you're not a bad dog, but you are.” Dru murmured soothingly.
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Buffy couldn’t stop thinking about what Spike said to her. ~ Could he really? Could hee che changed? Is it possible that I want him to have changed? Only one way to find out. Find Spike. ~ Buffy slipped silently from the house.

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Spike grabbed her viciously by the throat. “It's been fun while it lasted, Harm, but I think it'd be best now if you hit the road.” Spike looked up and smirked at Dru.

”Why? Because she's back?” She was so angry and hurt.

”No. Because I am.” Spike growled throwing herinstinst the wall.

”And there you are, my darling, deadly boy.” Dru purred happily. She smiled at Spike as she happily watched Harmony run from the crypt.
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Spike and Dru, made their way up the stairs hand in hand. Dru had her vamp face on. They walked in step, slow-motion, as the music continued.
Dru walked up to the couple, kissing on the catwalk. She grabbed the girl's head and twisted it. Her neck snapped loudly. Dru pushed the dead girl back towards Spike. “Drink darling.”
Spike caught her as the boy looked on in horror. ~ Mmmm warm human blood. ~ Spike sank his fangs into her tender neck relishing the feel of her still warm blood on his tongue. ~ Wrong. No. Shouldn’t. Why not mate? She’s already bloody dead, why let all that blood go to waste? ~ His demon whe che continued to drink down the sweet nectar.
Dru walked up behind the boy, turned his face aside and leaned in to bite his neck. She watched Spike devour the young girl’s blood smiling happily against the struggling boy’s neck as she suckled his blood. His struggles lessened.
Spike was conflicted. He closes his eyes, savoring her taste as he drained the last of her blood. ~ Buffy is not going to be happy. ~ He dropped her lifeless body and took a few deep breaths. His vampire face melted back into his human visage and he growled softly.
Dru watched his conflicting emotions. She dropped the boy’s lifeless body and grabbed Spike by the hand. “Let’s go back to your place Spike…” She said softly.
Spike nodded and followed her out.
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Buffy opened the door to Spike’s crypt and peaked in. She quickly looked around. “Spike? ... Are you here?”
She walked in, still looking around. “Spike?” She sighed and looked down at thoor,oor, she suddenly saw the trap-door and crouched down and moved it aside. She looked down into the hole.
Buffy made her way down the wooden ladand and emerged into an underground cave. There was a torch burning on the wall and a pile oman man skulls by the foot of the ladder. Buffy took down the torch and looked around. She found a couple of caskets lying with their lids open.
Buffy walked over to a wall that was covered by a sheet. She pulled it aside to reveal a mannequin. The sheet dropped away and reveal who whole Buffy Shrine. There was a collage of pictures of her. ~ Hey those are mine! He must have stolen them from my house. ~ There were also many drawings on the wall. ~ Did he draw those? They’re good. How could he have…~ Buffy noticed a picture of her with her eyes half closed an expression of pure ecstasy on her face. ~ OHGODOHGOD! ~
Buffy turned and fled from the scene she had to get out of there. She made her way up the ladder, She was so wigged she didn’t notice his pres unt until it was too late.
She looked up, startled. Spike was squatting by the trap-door waiting for her. There was blood on his mouth.
“See anything interesting?” Spike growled. ~ She saw it. She had to have seen it. Probably why she looks like a deer caught in headlights. ~

”Spike. I, uh ... what ... what happened?” Buffy looked into his eyes and saw the change in him, the raw hunger and need, he looked like he wanted to devour her. ~ And not in a nice way. What? Oh god! Bad Buffy! ~
Buffy shuddered. The look in his eyes, she had not seen him look at her like tin ain a long time. ~ Not since before Willow did that spell and had us get engaged. ~ He looked like he wanted to hurt her.

“Me.” Drucilla growled softly from the shadows.

”You remember my ex, don't you, Slayer? Come back, she did. Couldn't live without me.” Spike said cockily. “And now…”

”My boy's been feeding again. But I know what he really wants to eat.” Dru murmurookiooking suggestively at Buffy’s ripe young body. Buffy was staring at Spike. At the unreadable expression in his eyes. She was concentrating so hard on him that she didn’t notice Dru coming at her with the cattle prod.
She didn’t notice until she felt the sting, but by then it was to late. Buffy was on the ground unable to move. She looked up at Spike with pain filled eyes.

”Shall we tie her up? Play with her a teensy bit first..” Dru offered. She could plainly see throthrobbing erection. tasetasered her again, just to be safe. She was crazy but she wasn’t a fool she knew the Slayers strength.

”I'm through playing.” Spike growled glancing at the unconscious girl in front of him.

”Oooh. I like it when you're all dour and straight to business-like.” Dru murmured delightedly handing him the cattle prod.

Spike turned the taser on Dru, shocking her unconscious as well.

”Bloody well through playing.” Spike growled softly. .
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Buffy awoke in a fog. She knew something was wrong. She could feel iherehere were shackles around her wrists attached to chains. She felt them rattle as she tested them. She opened her eyes to see Spike standing infront of her.

“You make me feel alive Buffy. If my heart could beat for you I swear it would. I know you’re scared. I can feel it. I know you’re ashamed of feeling anything for me. But I am not playin here Slayer.” Spike got to his knees rontront of her. “I am your willing slave. I follow you like a man possessed, obsessed…”

Buffy closed her eyes and took a deep breath trying to deny the feelings she saw clearly displayed in his eyes.

Spike rose to his feet again. “I can see you’re unimpressed. If you don't admit ... that there's something there ... some tiny feeling for me ... then I'll untie Dru.” Spike said softly, inches away from her. She was chained up, she couldn’t get away and she knew it. Buffy looked defiantly into his eyes.

”Yes, please. I like that game much more.” Dru nodded.

”Just ... give me something ... a crumb ... the barest smidgen ... tell me ... maybe, someday, there's a chance.” Spike begged, tears forming behind his eyes. ~ I’m such a bloody ponce. ~

”Spike.... The only chance you had with me was when I was unconscious.” Buffy said angrily. She could feel the anger coming off of her in waves. ~ How dare you tie me up and force me to admit I want you. ~ Buffy watched him walk away. Watched him stalking Dru, and listened to his words.

Spike made his way over to Dru. “My dark Princess. My ripe wicked plum. The love of my unlife. You and Angelus you made me what I was. The monster that I used to be.”

Dru looked into his eyes, fingers itching to touch him. “You still are. My dark knight, my dark warrior. You are death and destruction waiting to be unleashed…please Spike…I need you…I love you…”

“Dru… I’m I’m done with it. I am done with all of it. When I tasted her blood, that girl you killed her warm sweet blood, slipping down my throat warming me making me hard and violent…I realized that is not me anymore…not ever again…” He said sadly.

“Spike it could be, I will kill the slayer for you I would do anything you asked of me…together we could be unstoppable…” Dru said sadly knowing he already made his decision. “Why do you love her? Why do you love her more tyou you love me?” She whispered.

Spike reached for her. He undid the ties that bound her. “Go. Leave Sunnydale and don’t come back Dru.” Spike said softly.

“Spike…” She sobbed. “I knew…I tried to make it change…but it won’t change…you won’t stop loving her will you?”

“Not until I am dust.” Spike whispered softly. He gave Dru one last kiss. A soft chaste kiss. A kiss goodbye.

Dru glanced at the slayer. “She’ll break you, but you know that don’t you?”

“She already has luv.” Spike followed Dru’s glance, he took in Buffy’s petite form shaking in anger and smiled sadly at Dru. Spike watched her turn her back and walk up the ladder only to disappear from his sight.

“Let me go Spike…” Buffy growled angrily once Dru was gone. ~ I can’t deal with this. ~

Spike turned to her with and evil glint in his eyes. “No.” He walked closer. “I don’t fancy turning to dust before your eyes luv. I’m gonna knock you out again, then I’ll untie you…” Spike said softly.

“You’re gonna be sorry…” She growled.

“I already am Luv.” Spike said sadly as he raised the cattle prod again. Spike looked into her eyes, he placed it against her side and hit the button, hardening painfully as she crumpled before him.

Spike wrapped one arm around her unconscious body, using his other hand to free her of her restraints. Spike picked her up and carried her over to his bed. He laid her down gently. He growled anxiously as her head rolled back exposing her throat to him. He was going to just leave her there to awaken on his bed, but the sight of her throat exposed and her breathing making her chest rise and fall, the slash of exposed tan skin of her belly where she shirt rode up, made his unneeded breath catch in his throat.

He leaned down and kissed her softly on the mouth. “Oh Buffy…” He whispered softly, tracing her cheek softly with his extended finger.

Spike tried to stop himself, to talk himself out of it. ‘The only chance you had with me was when I was unconscious.’ Her vicious words replayed in his head as he glanced at her again.

Spike listened intently assuring himself that her heart was strong and steady. Spike pealed the duster from his body and threw it on the floor. He pulled his t-shirt over his head and crawled up the bed towards the unconscious girl, inhaling her scent as he crawled up her body, kissing the tanned tautness of her stomach as he crawled further up.

Spike caressed her flesh silently savoring the feel of her against him. He was painfully hard already. Spike undid the button on her jeans and pulled the zipper down. Spike grasped the waistband of her jeans pulling them down, fighting with them as she lay there motionless.

Spike growled filled with pleasure as the scent of her core assaulted his nostrils. ~ And she’s not even aroused yet. ~ He panted, trying to take in as much as he could. He pulled her jeans down over her ankles and off of her body. Spike glanced up at her face. ~ Yeah. Still out. ~

He quickly removed her shirt and stared down at her, covered only in a black lace bra and a tiny black lace thong covering her sex. Spike ripped his jeans down his legs growling softly as he pulled them over his ankles. He was ready.

Spike reached around and unclasped her bra. He pulled it slowly down her arms. His mouth watered at the sight of her breasts bare and exposed to him. Spike leaned down to take one in his mouth.

He glanced up at her face. ~ Still not moving. ~ He sucked gently, causing the nipple to pucker in his mouth. Spike groaned in pleasure. His hands caressing her flesh softly. Tenderly. His hand moved further down her body seeking her heat, wanting to claim it for his own. He let his finger enter her core and moaned in pleasure.

Spike added another finger and kissed down her taut belly. He let his tongue glide lower on her body. Spike flicked his tongue over her clit and felt her walls convulse around his fingers inserted deep inside her. Spike sucked gently at her clit until she convulsed again. ~ Need to feel that around me. ~ He thought hungrily. Desperately.

Spike knelt between her thighs. He glanced down at the tiny girl laying spread wide for him. Spike grasped his shaft and placed it against her soaked core. He glanced up at her face again and pushed into her slowly. He thrust slowly feeling her tightness engulf him. ~ All the way in. ~ Spike vamped as he felt her tear inside slightly. She’s so bloody close to being a virgin she may as well be one.

He stopped and lay his weight on her. Savoring the feeling, savoring the scent. He started thrusting slowly, his pace quickly became frantic, Spike growled softly as he spilled his seed inside her.

He pulled out slowly. Regretfully. ~ God never gonna forget that. ~ He inhaled the tangy scent of their mixed juices and leaned down to clean her with his tongue. He licked softly, enjoying his task. He cleaned her thoroughly. Groaning in pleasure at the mixture of their tastes. When he finished he quickly dressed her again. ~ Much harder putting them on without help than taking them off. ~

Spike kissed her forehead gently. “I love you.” He murmured before turning and making his way out of is crypt.
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What do you think? I hope it wasn’t that bad. Please let me know if you want to know what happens when Buffy wakes up….