Not Beneath Me - Chapter 26 (By Your Side)
By Tasha

Previous Chapter Summary: Wesley, Tara, Willow and Angel determined what magical force(s) were at work on the ingredients and the whole liquid result. Joyce is patched up at the hospital after some surgery to repair the damage caused. Giles and Cordy joined the group at the hospital. Buffy and Spike warned Ben to pack up and get out of town because they knew how to take him and Glory down. Ben left in a hurry.

Chapter Summary: Joyce awakens, and she's filled in on what's been happening. The group at the Magic Box works to get the potion and spells done. Will they be able to get all the necessary ingredients in time? What will happen when everyone goes home for a bit of rest? Will everyone get the rest they need or will other activities ensue instead?

NOTES: Just a little note about the continuity between this story and Angel's season 2. As I did not really watch Angel much (still working on getting a hold of the DVD's to watch it from the beginning), you can pretty much figure that nothing happened in L.A. beyond Doyle's death and Wesley joining Angel Investigations. Cordy has her visions, and I am going to accelerate storylines to show that there is the attraction between Cordy and Angel sooner than the show Angel showed. Just assume that Angel Investigations has been working on random cases instead of what actually happened in the show's seasons. Oh, and I did include in an earlier chapter that Darla was resurrected, but I didn't give any details about how far that storyline was. I hope this doesn't upset Angel fans too greatly. Thank you.

**WARNING** Sexual situations and bloodplay in this chapter at the end.

(Disclaimer and Distribution notes are listed in the Prologue of this story. Thank you ahead of time for reading and accepting or abiding by them.)

'Single' quote marks surround thoughts in this story. "Regular" quotes are around spoken words.

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By the end of the day everyone at the hospital was bone tired. Likewise everyone at the Magic Box wanted to call it a night.

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At the hospital everyone had been in to see or sit with Joyce for a while since she awoke in the latter part of the evening.

They all took turns keeping an eye out for Ben and Glory as well. Giles refused to leave Joyce's side. Spike brought Giles coffee and a bite to eat after no one was able to persuade him to go to the cafeteria.

Joyce awoke for 10-15 minutes at a time. Giles practically timed each person to 10 each. He was worried about tiring Joyce out too much. He stood near the door while each person or group visited.

The moments between Buffy, Dawn and Joyce the first time were the most emotional. After many tears were shed between the Summers' females, Buffy and Dawn let the others come in for their time too. When the time to leave for the night neared, everyone came in at once while Buffy and Dawn shared the story of Joyce's rescue.

"You should have seen him, Mom." Buffy giggled. "He came streaking down the stairs all fangy and grrrrr."

Dawn laughed so hard she held her stomach. She had been very frightened at the time. When she looked back on the incident, she realized just how amusing it was. "One minute I'm blocking the stairs to make sure Xander doesn't try something. The next minute I ended up in Buffy's arms with a naked vampire sucking on my Mom's head."

Giles cringed. He removed his glasses and rubbed both of the lenses vigorously. "Horrifying," he muttered under his breath. He was glad that he wasn't at the house when it happened.

"I went into shock," Buffy continued. "I think Xander nearly had a heart attack." All of the tension from the day withered away amongst the lighthearted recollection of the scary event.

"Anya made a puddle in the entryway with all the drooling she was doing." Dawn doubled over. "I'll have to clean that up when we get home." She teased.

Spike puffed out his chest in a sense of manly pride. He coughed and laughed at the punch he received to his gut from Buffy. "What? I can't help it that I'm just so bloody handsome."

Xander rolled his eyes. "Okay that much testosterone we don't need." He held onto Anya with one arm from behind. "Especially when we're talking about my girlfriend."

"No worried, mate," Spike grinned while he spoke. "I'm a one woman vampire."

"Oh, you'd better be." Buffy stood at the foot of the bed with her hands on her hips. "If not, I'll find those chains Giles used on you before to keep you from going anywhere without me."

Spike curled his tongue behind his two front teeth. With the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, he made a popping sound. He looped his fingers into his belt loops and arched his hips towards Buffy. "With a threat like that, I might be inclined to misbehave on purpose, luv."

Xander and Anya's eyes both glossed over with thoughts of their previous bondage encounters. Anya slowly rocked in Xander's arms. Xander whimpered a little in Anya's ear.

Anya stepped out of Xander's arms with a jolt. "I hope you are feeling better soon, Joyce." She quickly hugged the woman on the bed. "Xander and I need to get home right now to have sex."

Xander nodded his agreement quickly. "Yes, home." He gently hugged Joyce. "I hope you are home again soon." Before Xander was able to finish his goodbyes, Anya drug him out of the hospital room.

Cordelia huffed, shifted her weight to one foot, and placed her hand on the opposite hip of her weight displacement. "That is one strange woman." She looked at Buffy. "I've only known her a few hours, but I'd say she has a one track mind."

"Actually she has two tracks," Spike teased. "Sex and then money. Though I'm not sure which is higher on the list for her."

"You get used to her. She has good, albeit blunt at times, intentions." Giles offered his support of Anya's quirkiness.

Dawn nodded in agreement with Giles. "If it wasn't for her, I don't think we would be having any conversations with Xander. She had to say something to get through to him about Spike."

"Speaking of Xander," Giles interrupted, "I assume some sort of agreement has been reached since he was here?"

"He was in the middle of apologizing to me when Spike did his streaking act." Buffy rested her head against Spike's arm. She entwined her fingers with his. "How did things go when I left?"

"Harris and I came to an understanding," Spike reassured Buffy. "We'll see where that leads."

"No bloodshed?" Buffy questioned.

"Nope, no bloodshed, Buffy." Dawn supplied the answer to her sister instead of Spike. "I was quite proud of both of them." She teased.

Spike ruffled Dawn's air in a playful big brother way. "Glad you approve, Nibblet."

Cordy watched all the interactions in the room. She was able to see what Wesley had meant when he told her that she'd have to see it to believe it. She never would have believed that the Spike in the hospital room was the same Spike who tortured Angel in L.A. for the Gem of Amara. She felt touched to witness the camaraderie being shared amongst them.

Giles held Joyce's hand. He rubbed the back of it with his thumb. Joyce and Giles shared a knowing smile, content to be in each other's presence. He broke the joking with seriously voiced concern, "We're going to have to keep an even closer eye on you now, Joyce."

Spike stopped rubbing the top of Dawn's head with his knuckles and released the headlock he had on her. "Rupert is right." He sat down on the edge of the bed at the end. "Doc patched you up, but it could happen again."

"I don't know what we can do that we weren't already doing," Joyce spoke weakly and softly. She wasn't as tired as when she first woke up, but she still felt drained of her energy. "I was taking all the medications he told me to, and you all know that I wasn't being allowed to push myself. You watched everything I did."

Spike looked up at Buffy who joined him to sit next to him. Buffy squeezed his hand in support. "Buffy and I talked about some things in the waiting room, and we think we have a solution."

"We can't catch everything, but with Spike and hopefully Angel's help we can catch almost everything." Buffy looked back to Spike to see how he was doing. Neither one of them wanted Angel around for any longer than necessary, but it seemed that his assistance was more necessary now.

"The internal bleeding alerted the demon in me and woke me up," Spike explained. "If it hadn't, we would have lost you."

"The only solution Spike and I could think of was that a vampire needs to be with Mom, or in her area, at all times." Buffy looked from her mother to her Watcher both for their support and their approval. "We only know two vampires that we can trust, and hopefully we can convince Angel to help with this."

"I would volunteer 24/7, but there are two problems with that." Spike wrapped his arms around Buffy. "First, we take a chance that I miss something if I get too tired."

Buffy offered up the other reason, "Secondly, that leaves us more open to attack because one of our allies would be completely drained, even if needed against Glory."

Giles nodded. "I don't like the idea of Angel being around much longer, but Joyce's health is more important to me than my thoughts about Angel. If each vampire takes a half day shift, both of you would still have time to rest and replenish."

"Exactly, Rupes, and if needed the poofter and I would both be available for an attack against Glory." Spike rested his chin on Buffy's shoulder.

"Unfortunately we won't be able to do anything about the time needed for battle." Buffy sighed softly in partial defeat. "This would increase our odds a lot to catch any problems though."

"I think it is a good idea, dear." Joyce reached out her free hand to cover Buffy and Spike's joined hands. "Just promise me that you won't blame yourselves if something happens. Some things are beyond anyone's control."

"I'll try, Mommy." Buffy wiped away the tears that were forming in her eyes.

Dawn sat down in Buffy's lap. "We don't want to lose you."

"We'll do our best, Mum." Spike drew Dawn into the embrace he shared with Buffy. "Who would I have to share that nice cuppa with if you were gone? Sharing one with Rupes just wouldn't be the same." He teased.

Joyce laughed. Then she started to cough. When she stopped, she was breathing heavily.

Giles frowned. "Laughter is not the best medicine in this case," He half joked. "I think it is time for Joyce to get some more sleep."

Everyone in the room nodded. One by one each person said his or her goodbyes to Joyce.

Joyce kissed each of her daughter's on the forehead and hugged them. She looked up at Spike when it was his turn to wish her well. "Take care of my girls, William."

"With my life, Mum. Rather unlife as the case might be."

Giles waited outside for everyone to exit. "I'm staying here tonight, but I'm sure you gathered that."

"Yeah, kind of figured that one out on our own, Rupes." Spike taunted Giles in jest.

"Really Spike, must you give me a nickname too?" Giles rubbed his temples.

"It's better than a lot of other things I could call you." Spike smirked.

Giles rolled his eyes in mock disgust. "If you must."

"Think we could catch a ride home with you, Cordy?" Buffy asked. "I'd like to stop by the Magic Box on the way, if we can."

"Sure, I can do that."

"Call if anything changes, Giles." Buffy leaned up and kissed Giles on the cheek. "I know I can count on you more than I could my own dad."

Giles grinned in pride. Buffy was the daughter that he never thought he'd have. It made him happy to know that she thought of him as a father figure. "See you tomorrow, Buffy."

Cordy, Spike, Buffy and Dawn walked down the hallway to the elevator. Giles returned to Joyce's room after a stop at the nurse's station to request a pillow for him to use to sleep with.

Joyce opened her eyes. "Staying with me tonight, Rupert?"

"Of course, Joyce." Giles sat down in the chair with his pillow. "If I could, I would always be by your side."

Joyce smiled and closed her eyes to rest some more. The world was all right as long as Giles was there with her.

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Cordelia, Spike, Buffy and Dawn walked into the Magic Box. Angel, the only one not involved in the spell being worked through, looked up at the group who entered. He visibly frowned at the sight of Spike with one arm around Dawn and the other around Buffy.

Cordelia walked over to Wesley who was reading something out of a tome to Willow and Tara. "We get some good news while I was gone?"

Wesley nodded, but his voice never faltered in his reading. He held up one finger to let Cordy know that she wasn't being ignored if she could just wait a moment for him to finish.

Willow finished mixing the items in her bowl. Tara sprinkled a powder over one of the ingredients needed to make the completed liquid. Willow raised her bowl over the flower like ingredient. Her chanting joined with Wesley's. Then she tipped the bowl over quickly. As soon as all of the items hit each other there was a loud BOOM, and a large granite looking item was left in its place when the smoke cleared.

Dawn and Buffy coughed. Both waved their hands in front of their faces to clear the smoke from around them.

Spike muttered low, "Bloody magic."

Angel glared at Spike. He heard the low mutterings, and he wasn't too happy about being stuck at the Magic Box all day or with seeing Spike and Buffy together. He decided to take those frustrations and angers out on Spike. "Magic is the only reason we are going to have a means to fight Glory." He snipped at the younger vampire.

"Doesn't mean I have to like it Angelus." Spike returned Angel's glare.

Angel ground his teeth together. "The name is Angel now, Willie." He knew how much the nickname bothered Spike.

"Maybe if you'd start acting more like your souled front, and less like the evil vindictive bastard I know you are, I might not keep forgetting that act." Spike dropped his arms from around Dawn and Buffy. He moved to get closer to Angel, ready to fight.

"Boys," Buffy ran interference between Angel and Spike. Her back against Spike's chest, she pushed Angel away from Spike with her hands. The action caused Spike to also move farther away from Angel.

"He started it." Angel pointed at Spike.

"What? Are you, twelve?" Buffy huffed at Angel.

Spike chuckled behind Buffy.

Buffy twirled around to face Spike. "Stop provoking him."

Angel gloated. Anything that got Spike in trouble with Buffy made him happy.

Cordy rolled her eyes at both of the vampires. "You have good news for us, Wes?" She was tired of the male vampire ego battles.

"Mostly good, but we have a little bad news," Wes answered.

Dawn hugged both Willow and Tara to say hello. She filled them in on what happened at the hospital while the others talked about their news.

"Shoot it to us straight up." Spike wrapped his arms around Buffy's midsection after they moved away from Angel to the other side of the table.

"We were able to locate the right spell to tell us what spells were on what items, including the liquid as a whole."

"That's great news!" Buffy beamed. "Is that what you guys were working on when we got here?"

"Yes," Wes continued. "We are unable to perform some of the spells until we can acquire several ingredients though."

Angel held up a sheet of paper. "I have a list of what we need." He put the sheet back on the table. "I was waiting for them to complete a couple of the spells to be sure we didn't need more belladonna. All of the spells seem to require it because of its sedative properties."

Wesley looked at the large supply on the table. "Add it to the list just to be sure. Pick up another pound to be on the safe side. It crushes down to a lot less."

"All right." Angel added a pound of belladonna to his list. "I'm on my way then. Delia would you like to come with me?"

Cordy's smile brightened. She jumped at the chance to spend more time with Angel, as long as he wasn't acting like a jerk. "Sure. Where are we headed?"

"L.A. has several magic and herbal shops that should have the rest of what we need. The harder items we called ahead on to be sure." Angel noticed the bounce in Cordy's step. He hated having her mad at him. In so many ways he felt worse about Cordelia being mad at him, over when Buffy was mad at him.

Cordy tucked her arm in the crook of Angel's. The pair disappeared out the front door of the Magic Box. Several pairs of eyes followed their exit.

Buffy shared a grin with Spike for a minute. "Seems like there might be something that we aren't being told about?"

Wesley looked up from the next spell he was preparing. He gave Spike and Buffy a confused look.

"Angel and Cordelia?" Buffy asked.

"Ah, well I wouldn't know about that." Wesley quickly turned his head back around to separating and measuring the necessary ingredients.

"I see." Buffy decided to let the matter drop. She could tell that Wesley was a little uncomfortable with the questioning. "When do you think we can be ready?"

"If Angel brings the rest of what we need by morning, we should be set by tomorrow evening." Wes looked over everything on the table. "Some of the spells are time sensitive, and they must be prepared no earlier than mid-afternoon."

"Good because we ran into Ben at the hospital. I'd like to check out his place tomorrow night, if we're ready," Buffy explained. "I want to make sure that he's really gone.

"We'll do our best, Buffy," Willow and Tara chimed in.

"Are there any other spells that absolutely need to be taken care of tonight?" Spike noticed how tired everyone looked. He was worried about them all being too exhausted to function properly.

Willow, Tara, and Wesley shook their heads back and forth.

"Why don't you hit the sack then," Spike suggested. "We should all be rested, if we're going to take Glory on tomorrow."

"Hopefully it won't be necessary." Buffy squeezed Spike arm. "But it's good to be prepared. We can meet back here in the morning to strategize and finish what we can."

Willow and Tara nodded their heads eagerly. "That would be really nice." Willow stretched out her hands in front of her. "I could really use a nice hot bubble bath." She traced little circles on Tara's arm with her fingertips.

Tara blushed. She knew her girlfriend was thinking about a bath for two.

"That doesn't sound like a bad idea." Buffy grinned at Spike.

Spike quirked a curious brow. "Oh really, Slayer?"

"Yes, really."

Dawn rolled her eyes at her sister and Spike. "Don't you two need to patrol first?"

"Actually, Angel patrolled earlier this evening." Wesley gathered a book and some notes together into a pile. "Sending him out on patrol was better than keeping him here. He wouldn't stop pacing."

"Is that a family trait or a vampire trait, honey?" Buffy teased.

Spike growled and playfully nipped the air in front of Buffy's face. "Come on Nibblet. Let's go home."

"We'll lock up then head home too." Willow held up the keys to the Magic Box.

Spike, Buffy and Dawn waved bye to everyone. They walked back to Revello Drive together.

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"Good night you two." Dawn headed for the stairs as soon as they reached the Summers' house. "Oh, and I'll have my headphones up loudly tonight. So feel free to make noise," She teased. Before anyone was able to catch her, she darted up the rest of the stairs to her room and closed the door.

Buffy blushed. "My sister should not be giving us that kind of advice."

"I don't know. Sounded like good advice to me." Spike laughed. He tickled Buffy's waist. "Advice that we should take to heart."

Buffy squealed, ran up the stairs ahead of Spike, and dashed the last few feet to her bedroom. She tried to kick the door closed, but Spike's vampiric speed beat her to it.

Spike made it into Buffy's bedroom just before the door shut. He leaned his back against the door and locked it. With the look of a predator, he stalked Buffy across the room to her bed.

Buffy backed up across the room until her knees hit the side of her bed. The look in Spike's eyes said it all, and she wanted all of him. She held up one hand in a stop motion.

Spike tilted his head to the side. He was curious why she wanted him to stop. 'What does the little vixen have in mind?'

Buffy ran her hand down her chest to her waist. She gripped the lower edge of her top and slowly raised it. She began a seductive dance starting with the sway of her hips in side circles. She turned around a little bit more with each sway until her back was facing Spike.

Spike licked his lips. His cock hardened to near aching proportions in his pants. He rubbed the front of his jeans to relieve some of the pressure that went all the way to his balls.

Buffy tossed the top over her shoulder. She peeked over her shoulder. "Oops." She giggled at the sight of Spike's face covered with her top.

Spike snarled, ripped the top off his face, and started moving closer to Buffy again.

"Ah, ah, ah." Buffy waggled a finger at him. "Stay put or no goodies for the Big Bad." She purred out the phrase big bad, reached up about mid back, and unclasped her bra strap. She tossed it to the side, ran her hands down her hips and unsnapped her pants. The sound of a zipper being lowered filtered through the air, along with the sound of Spike's low rumbling growl.

Spike groaned in need. He fought every instinct to keep from tackling Buffy to the bed and ravage her. He wanted her so bad. "Buffy ... Please ..."

Buffy delighted in the begging sound of her lover's voice. She bent over, hooked her fingers at her waistband, and lowered her pants to the ground. She kicked the pants away from her.

"Luv ..." Spike ached to bite the delicious looking ass in front of him. He longed to lick up her calves and sample her sweet core.

Buffy covered her breasts with her hands, and turned around to face Spike in only her crimson satin panties. "You want me?" She asked in a low seductive drawl.

"You can't tell, pet?" Spike cupped the bulging package restrained by his clothing. "I want you so bad it hurts."

"Aww, poor Spikey." Buffy crooked one finger in a come hither motion. She stopped him once he was only a couple inches from her. She closed the last bit of distance between them.

Spike sighed when Buffy dropped her hands. He inhaled deeply on instinct when his shirt was lifted out of his jeans and over his head. Her arousal filled his senses to an intoxicating level. "You are so beautiful." He caressed his hands up Buffy's sides.

Buffy pressed her hardened nipples against Spike's cool flesh. They hardened even tighter into little pebbles. She placed her hands over Spike's. "Promise me something, Spike."

"Anything, pet." Spike leaned down against Buffy's neck. He nibbled lightly with his blunt teeth.

"Promise to make me yours tonight, completely."

Spike jerked to a stop and pulled back. He gazed into Buffy's eyes. "Pet?"

"We read the files Lydia gave us," Buffy coaxed Spike with her voice and her reasoning. "There are only pluses to this for us if we make it mutual."

"Except that your life force will be tied with mine and vice versa." Spike wanted to claim Buffy with all that he was, vampire and man, but he was worried that she couldn't realize the severity of her decision.

"We won't lose each other so quickly." Buffy caressed Spike's cheek with her hand. "I don't see this as a bad thing unless you only wanted to claim me because you figured I wouldn't live very long." Her hand fell back to her side.

"I never want to lose you, Buffy." Spike quickly picked up Buffy's hand and kissed the palm. "If those files are right, you might not ever die."

"I understand that, Spike." Buffy's brow furrowed. "We'd always be together."

"You could outlive your family and friends, if I didn't die. Everyone you love would leave you." Spike frowned. He'd watched many things change over the century plus years that he'd been alive and undead. One of the reasons he stuck with his vampiric family was because he knew that anyone else he befriended would die or be killed long before he was dust.

"You wouldn't leave me." Buffy smiled warmly. She pressed her cheek against Spike's. "It will be hard without them, but I'll always have you, won't I?"

"I'd always be by your side, Buffy." Spike ran his fingers through Buffy's hair. "I'd be there, even if you weren't immortal, until the day you died and not a day more."

Buffy grinned. "All I need is you, Spike, but I want to give you more." She whispered her next words into his ear. "Make me yours forever, William. Make our love immortal."

Spike closed his eyes. Buffy's word struck his unbeating heart, and he swore that it started to beat again. "You'll know everything, Buffy." He held her tightly against his chest. "I won't be able to hide any of my past from you, and I don't want to hurt you."

"No secrets," Buffy spoke softly. She continued to speak as she pulled away from him just enough to look him in the eyes. "I know what life you led before, and I know who you are now."

"Who am I now?" Spike gulped and waited for her answer.

"The man I love with all of my heart. You're man and demon that will protect and love me for all eternity." Buffy kissed the right side of Spike's lips. "You're only one I can not bear to live without any more." She kissed the left side of his lips. "Mine." She kissed him full on the lips, and a passionate tangle of lips and tongues ensued.

Spike released the breath he was holding as soon as Buffy's lips connected fully with his. He walked back to the bed and lowered Buffy onto the top of it. He cradled her head in his arms and on the pillows and deepened the kiss.

Buffy worked between their bodies to unbutton and undo the zipper on Spike's jeans. She lowered them as far as she could with her hands without losing the touch of Spike's lips on hers. She used her feet to push Spike's jeans the rest of the way down and off of him.

Spike kicked the last of his jeans off his foot to the floor. His lips trailed a path down Buffy's neck. He nibbled and licked the path of her jugular, worrying the vein with the tips of his blunt teeth. The demon within growled and fought to be free.

Buffy felt the power of Spike's demon radiate from within him. Her own inner Slayer demon connected and craved that power. It fought for dominance over her human desires. The Slayer wanted to tear into the demon and make him hers first.

Both lovers wrestled passionately around on the bed. Buffy's panties were ripped from her body somewhere amidst their play. Hands pinched, caressed and fervently groped each other while they rolled back and forth. Positions switched frequently, legs locked around each other, and Spike's cock plunged deeply into Buffy's channel, burying himself deeply in her tight pussy.

With a roar, Spike's face morphed fully into his demon. Golden eyes stared down at his lover with lust in them. His mouth lunged to her chest, and his fangs buried themselves in the tender flesh around the soft globe.

Buffy's back arched, and a scream of pleasure ripped from her lips because of the pleasure from the dual penetration. She never thought she would get tired of feeling his fangs and cock in her body at the same time. Nothing would come close to how she felt during those times they were joined like that.

Spike snarled in pleasure at the feel of Buffy's nails scoring his shoulder blades and back in her ecstasy. He lifted his hips and buried his cock to the hilt time and time again in rapid strokes of building passion. Even with his fangs embedded in Buffy's flesh he only supped small mouthfuls of her blood at once.

'NOW!' Buffy's inner Slayer screamed at her. She was so near to reaching her climax. She needed that last connection with him to bring her over. She craved being a part of his entire being. She tucked her legs behind his kneecaps and flipped Spike onto his back.

Spike lost his grip on Buffy's breast when she flipped them over. The skin tore a bit more when his fangs were torn out of her skin. Blood dripped down her breast to her nipple where Spike's tongue waited to lap up each drop.

Buffy watched Spike's eyes cross when she lifted herself high enough to hold only the head of his cock at the entrance of her pussy. She locked eyes with him before she used all her weight to plummet back to the bed, effectively burying Spike so high into her pussy that he pierced her womb in one hard stroke.

"Buffy!" Spike yelled out in a feral growl. His fingers dug into her hips so hard that he would have broken a normal human woman's bones with his grip.

Buffy dove for Spike's neck. Her aim was true, right for the same spot that Spike was bitten in his original turning. Her blunt teeth worked to tear at the pale flesh to reach the precious gift she needed to make him hers. As the first droplet of blood hit her tongue, her blunt teeth became much sharper ones that pierced deep into the vein holding the borrowed blood that came mainly to her.

Spike roared out his orgasm. He was unprepared and shocked to feel fang like incisors in his neck. He felt Buffy suckling his blood into her mouth, and it made the orgasm even more powerful. His cock shot pulse after pulse of his cold seed deep into Buffy's womb. His whole body trembled under the onslaught of his own emotions and desires that were being heightened and fulfilled at once.

Buffy's inner muscles contracted and tightened around the pulsing member in her. She ground her pelvic bone against Spike's body to keep a teasing pressure on her clit. She came in several smaller but stronger bursts from the shock of his seed, the fullness and pressure of his cock, the grinding of her clit against him, and the wonderful taste of his blood in her mouth. She ripped her mouth away from Spike's throat. Her body was in a frenzy of movement and pleasure. She called out one word at the height of it all with a near vampiric like growl. "Mine!"

"Yours!" Spikes eyes rolled into the back of his head in orgasmic bliss. "All yours." He gripped Buffy's waist and flipped them both around without missing a stroke or losing their connection. With Buffy on her back, his own demon took control. He fangs struck deep into Buffy's jugular with unerring accuracy.

"YES!" Buffy screamed out as another orgasm ripped through her already highly strung body in the throes pleasure.

Spike shook his head back and forth. His fangs sliced a jagged tear, in part to help eradicate the other scar marks on Buffy's neck and partly to open the wound to flow more. His roughened vampire tongue lapped at any drops that tried to get past his sucking lips.

Stronger jets of Spike's now slightly warmed cum burst from his cock. He slapped his hips against hers, flesh against flesh. With a roar Spike pulled his fangs from Buffy's neck. "Mine!" His demon's gaze dared her to refute his claim upon her heart, body and soul.

"Yes, Spike! I'm yours." Buffy latched her lips to Spike's dripping neck wound. Her tiny fangs embedded themselves in his skin at the same moment that Spike's fangs reentered hers. The both continually shared a blood bond, taking some from each other and recycling it into the other.

A large gold burst of light engulfed the entire room. A halo of energy materialized around the joined lovers. Both of them passed out into a very deep sleep, still joined as a man and woman as well as demons and mates. A tendril of emerald light shot through the walls of the Summer's home from Dawn' room to join the golden nimbus.

The halo of golden and emerald light lingered and pulsed around the two supernatural creatures for half the night as well as the human form of the Key in the room down the hall.

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"NO!!!!" Angel slammed on the brakes. The car spun around in a 360 twice before it stopped in the gravel on the side of the road.

Cordelia screamed in fright. "What the Hell is your problem?" She clutched the dash so hard it left marks from her fingernails.

"I'll kill him." Angel growled in his vampiric visage. "He's dust." He tried to throw the car back into drive, but Cordelia stopped his hand with both of hers.

"We're not going anywhere until you tell me what the Hell is going on." Cordelia was pissed off. She was scared that Angel was going to lose any control he might have over Angelus with how angry he was, but she was ticked that he nearly got her killed over whatever was bothering him.

"He claimed her." Angel bashed the side of his fist against the steering wheel. "That son of a bitch claimed her."

Cordelia's anger snapped. "You nearly got me killed because of Spike and Buffy?" She slapped Angel hard across the cheek. "Wake up, Angel! She doesn't want you!"

A peeved vampire snarled at Cordelia and pinned her against the passenger door. "She was mine!"

"You aren't the only one to lose someone you loved." Cordelia spat out. "Besides you have a funny way of showing your love, leaving town like that after graduation."

"You don't understand!" Angel gripped Cordy's wrists tighter.

"I understand perfectly." Cordelia kicked her leg out and raised her knee up to Angel's groin to knock him off balance and surprise him. She pushed him against the driver side door. She grabbed his face with her hands and kissed him soundly on the lips.

Angel laid back against the door in shock. He wasn't able to retaliate for a minute until he regained his wits about him.

Cordy pushed away from Angel back to her side of the car. Her chest rose and fell rapidly with the short breaths she took to get herself to calm down. "You aren't the only one to know what it is like to have the person you want not love you in return."

Angel sat up slowly. "Delia ..."

"Just drive Angel." Cordelia refused to look at Angel. 'What he must think of me now?' She mentally groaned. She felt embarrassed enough for one night. "We have to finish that list and get back to Sunnydale."

Angel sighed. He put the car into drive. He drove silently to their next destination with his eyes glued to the road and his thoughts in a confused jumble.

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(To Be Continued)