Gillypod's day

The Last Goodbye

2007-11-14T22:49:43Z

Well my friends, it's time to go.

I joined LJ because I hoped I would enjoy it, but I really don't. I am one of the worse friends ever as I hardly ever comment, and I hardly ever update. It's not fair to the people who friended me, nor is it nice.

I am not nice. I live in a dark place most of the time, and if anyone reads my fics they will know this. I don't feel the need to write my life for the world to see, nor do I intend to carry on.

This entry is intended to let everyone know that I will be removing my LJ account as soon as my fic Love For Sale is complete. The reason for the delay, is that the fic was written for the spuffy_fantasy community, and I believe they should continue to receive chapters till completion.

As soon as the last chapter goes up, I will be gone.

I have my own website now, and I will probably only post there. I will leave the fics I already have out there in the archives, but I will no longer post any new work to them.

I have a lot to thank the likes of Spuffy Realm, BSV, Elysian Fields and Vampires Kiss for. These sites gave me the chance to post to the world, and I will forever be grateful. However, life moves on, and I don't want to carry on.

If this makes me sound elitist, I really don't mean to be. I would just prefer to only post to my own site.

I promise to complete my WIP's on the archives, I am not that selfish.

If my readership want to find me then I will be found at www.blood-desires.co.uk

I don't mean to offend anyone by this post, I felt it best to be fair and honest.

Home from Menorca now - and some thank you's.

2007-10-05T15:16:03Z

Hi guys,

I have just got home from a week in Menorca. I am so tanned and relaxed just now and I am loving it.

While I was away, I celebrated my 47th birthday. I logged on today to find that

cordykitten and deedo_2313had left me lovely birthday wishes, and deedo_2313 had left me pressies.

I love you both, thank you.

aa_eve_aaand vampgirly both sent me birthday wishes by text. I love them both too.

I am off out tonight, so I will catch up with you all later.

Byeeee

Thieves

2007-08-27T17:59:21Z

Over the last few days I learned that hotspur18 had plagarized stories and tried to pass them off as her own. Unbelieveably, she won awards for this. I have investigated this for myself, and found that she plagarized manips too, and won awards for that as well. When I read the number of "We support you" comments on her LJ, and I was incensed.

Her comments have been screened and I very much doubt that anyone will see just what I said - so, in the interest of fair play - here is the comment I tried to post.

I really do not understand why you are getting support just because you came clean. You came clean because you were CAUGHT, and had no choice. You STOLE. It does not matter if it was ideas or money, you STOLE. If you had taken one of my stories and tried to pass it off as your own, then I would be beyond pissed. Why people think you did the decent thing by removing the stories, I do not know. It should not have happened in the first place. If you cannot think up your own plotlines, then leave writing alone.

If she has LJ friends who read this and feel they need to try and support her through my LJ, then all I can say is BRING IT ON.

I see it

2007-08-21T17:30:05Z

I came home tonight from work in a really weird mood. I don't know why, nor do I care to analyse it. The only thing I can think is that the house is 'active' just now. If you know me well you know exactly what I mean.

So, I thought I would put this out there. If you know me then the poem will make total sense. If you only know me through my writing, please don't think I am nuts.

I SEE IT

I see it through a window

I see it passing by

I see it in a heartbeat

I see it when I cry

I see it in a moment

I see it in a glance

I see it in a sunbeam

I see it when I dance

I see it in a corner

I see it on the stair

I see it in a rainbow

I see it in a prayer

I see it when I’m walking

I see it when I’m still

I see it when I’m angry

I see it when I’m ill

I see it on your faces

I see it in your style

I see it in your eyes at times

I see it in your smile

I see it far too often

I see it when I give

I see it all around me

I see it want to live

I see it try to hurt me

I see it try to maim

I see it try to take me

I see it wants the same

I see it as it leaves me

I see it as it goes

I see it will come back again

I see it in love’s throes

I see it almost every day

I see it in a dream

I see it want to rule my life

I see it want to scream

I see it leave my heart now

I see it take its turn

I see it want me even more

I see it try to burn

I see it roll around my life

I see it touch my hair

I see it wants to leave now

I see it everywhere

End

No comments required, just wanted to put it out there.......

A new pretty for my new fic

2007-08-19T10:14:20Z

edgehead73 has made me a new pretty for my Three Become One fic. Isn't it just beautiful. I think I am inspired to write another chapter, but we will have to wait and see. The original fic was written for vampgirly and I want her OK before I write any more. See you all soon peeps.

PRETTY PRETTY PRETTY

vampgirly birthday treat

2007-08-11T11:57:40Z

Happy Birthday, honey.

Now it's no secret to the outside world just what your kink is, so instead of a REAL pressie I thought I would try my hand at something totally different.

I like Spilfy too, but only if it's well written and sexy. I have always written Spuffy in the past, but in honour of my muffin vampgirlyvampgirly birthday, I thought I would make an attempt to write a bit of Spilfy.

The story is SO NC-17, so please take heed before you look under the cut. This small insight into a time in our three lover's lives will become a longer story at some point, but the plot bunny told me to write this NOW and not wait. If you like, please comment, and vampgirlyand I will write the story around this chapter. You all know her writing is HOT, HOT, HOT so I hope you won't be disappointed with my effort.

Disclaimer: I own nothing of BTVS, I only play with them now and again. I get paid nothing for this story, but your comments are like a million pounds.

Enjoy vampgirly, enjoy........

THREE BECOME ONE

She felt she had been trapped with them for hours in that small confined space; not that she cared one jot. Every fantasy that she had ever had about them had been fulfilled. Fascinated, she watched them pleasure each other. Will was sitting on the only chair in the room, while Spike sucked hard on his impressive length.

Will’s eyes were closed in pleasure, and he had moved to the edge of the chair opening his legs wide to allow Spike access. Spike was taking full advantage of his brother’s swollen dick, and his eyes never left Buffy’s as he pulled Will deep into the cavern of his mouth. One hand was busy on Will’s balls, and his pinkie finger was pushing in and out of Will’s ass. Lifting his free hand slightly, he beckoned Buffy forward.

She walked toward them as if in a dream. Green eyes mesmerised by ocean blue, she closed the gap between them. As she stood next to Will lying on the chair, Spike motioned to her to open her legs. Like a robot she did, and watched Spike hold his brother’s hand for a few seconds before he placed it on her cunt. Will, distracted by the wonderful mouth around his dick, took a few seconds to realise that his fingers were now deep inside Buffy. Her body was moving against his hand, and he pushed three fingers as deep as they would go letting a talented thumb circle her clit.

The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat, yet none of them cared. Spike and Will had fantasised about Buffy for over a year. They had spoken of her while they had fucked, and their joint fantasy had enhanced their sex life tremendously. The fact that she was obviously attracted to them both had been all the catalyst they needed. Now she was with them, they would make this a night to remember.

Spike could not take his eyes from their golden goddess. Her head was thrown back in pleasure, and he knew she was close to the edge. Will’s hand was working furiously on her swollen cunt as his dick pushed further into Spike’s mouth.

Buffy’s eyes flew wide as she came over Will’s hand. With an earthy groan Will poured himself down his brother’s throat, and Spike closed his eyes in pleasure at the familiar taste. Sated, Will slid further down the chair as Buffy collapsed across his chest. Gently Will lifted her head and placed a tender kiss on her lips.

Rising from his place on the floor, Spike bent over Buffy from behind and kissed Will’s neck. Slowly he moved his lips to Will’s ear and nibbled gently at the lobe while Will continued to kiss Buffy.

Finally Spike stood and watched his lovers kiss. Buffy’s ass was high in the air as she bent over Will and Spike could not resist the temptation to place his hands over the rounded cheeks. Gently he moved his hands, circling the golden globes until they quivered under his touch.

Starting at the nape of her neck, Spike placed gentle kisses down her spine. His hands never left her ass as his tongue touched each vertebrae in her back. He was rock hard from sucking Will’s cock and he needed to put it somewhere. Slowly he descended and once more dropped to his knees. Pulling the cheeks of her ass wide, he pushed his long tongue into her tight hole.

Buffy jumped at the sensation and removed her lips from Will’s. She had never experienced anything like this before. Pleasure overtook her body, as Spike moved his tongue slowly in and out. Bringing his fingers into play, he moved her already copious juices around the entrance to her pussy.

Will looked over Buffy’s shoulder to watch Spike at work. They did not need to communicate with words; they both knew what they wanted to happen next. Whispering in Buffy’s ear, Will left her in no doubt what they intended to do.

“Buffy,” he mouthed against her neck. “We’re going to fuck you at the same time, sweetheart.”

Lost in a blaze of passion, Buffy was beyond caring. Spike rose from his knees and wrapped his arms around her from behind. Pulling her back against his chest, his mouth claimed her neck. Will rose shakily from the chair; he needed no instructions, he knew what Spike expected from him.

Spike kept Buffy locked in his arms from behind, and sank back in the now empty chair. Looking at his brother, he tilted his head slightly to the side motioning Will to gather the supplies they had hidden in the room earlier that day. Nodding slightly, Will moved to fetch the bottles of strawberry lube and ribbed condoms.

“Where are you going?” Buffy gasped when she saw Will turn his back.

“Going to get something nice, kitten” he replied, a smile lighting up his face.

She could no longer think. Spike fingertips were brushing her swollen nipples, and his mouth was busy on her neck. Buffy could not help but move sensuously against the large dick now moving against her ass crack.

Will handed the lube and the condoms to Spike as he sank to his knees in front of them. “We’ve gotta prepare you, luv” he gently told her. “We need to make sure you’re nice and ready for us.”

“Ready?” she queried. “Oh course I’m ready, Will.”

“Not for what we want to do, pet” Spike answered her.

A frisson of unease rolled down her spine. She couldn’t think what they were going to do that they had not already done in the past few hours.

Without warning, she felt Spike’s fingers gently probe her ass. The feel of his tongue against her had been wonderful, but nothing had prepared for the pleasure of his long, lubed fingers pushing gently into her tight virginal hole. While Spike was busy preparing her ass for his dick, Will was busy with the lube. As Spike’s fingers moved back from her, Will poured more lube against her ass to allow his brother easy entry.

Buffy’s mouth opened wide as sensation after sensation rocked through her body. Never in her short life had she felt anything like this. Pushing back against the fingers in her ass, she could feel her body start to explode with pleasure.

Spike knew she was close, and quickly removed his fingers. “Gonna put my cock up you now, Buffy.” Looking at Will, he nodded at him to sheath his cock with a condom. When Will was sure his brother was properly sheathed, he poured more lube into his hand and gently pumped his brother’s dick. When he was sure that Spike was lubed enough not to hurt her, Will helped position Buffy over his brother’s thick dick.

With care, Spike guided her down. He didn’t want to hurt her, he knew the pleasure that a good ass fuck could give. Finally he was sheathed to the hilt. Her heat surrounded him, and it took every ounce of control not to move.

Will stared longingly at the sight before him. Spike’s sheath covered cock was buried deep in Buffy’s ass, and he could see small trails of lube running down his brother’s balls. Gently he placed a hand on the inside of her thighs, and pushed her legs apart. God, her pussy was glorious. Waxed bare, the soft pink inner lips still covered in come, begged to be kissed. He smiled up at her before he lowered his head. Using his fingers, he gently prised the lips apart before stroking her with his tongue.

Her taste exploded on his tongue. She tasted of both of them and herself, and he knew he would never get tired of the flavour. He never let his eyes move from hers as he sucked gently on her clit.

Never had she believed that ass-fucking could be so wonderful. Coupled with Will’s soft tongue playing her like a virtuoso and Spike’s thick member so far up her ass that she was sure she could almost feel him in her throat, Buffy was in heaven.

Moving down to Spike’s balls, Will continued his licking and sucking. Pulling one ball whole into his mouth, he used one hand to play with the other. His other hand was rubbing furiously on Buffy’s clit. The taste of strawberry lube and Buffy’s juices were like nectar on his tongue.

Spike couldn’t wait any longer; he had held himself back for too long. Deliberately taking his time, he slowly pumped in and out of Buffy as she writhed on his lap. “We’re both gonna fuck you now, Buffy” he whispered in her ear. “Will is going to put his dick in your sweet cunt, while I fuck your ass.” Sucking hard on the pulse point behind her ear, she shivered in his arms. “Tell us you want us, Buffy. Tell us you want to feel both of us inside you.”

She was beyond sense now. Between them they had turned her into a squirming sex slave willing to do whatever they asked of her. Nodding her head quickly, she answered him.

“Please Spike. Please William. I need you both.”

A huge grin spread over both their faces as Spike and Will’s eyes met. Once they had finished with her, she would belong to both of them forever. Spike took the initiative, and moved his hands to Buffy’s inner thighs. Lifting them gently, he placed each leg over the arms of the chair opening her wide.

Will, never one to miss an opportunity, placed his large cock into Spike’s hand. “You put it in, Spike” he breathed. “I want you to do it.”

Always happy to help his brother, Spike did as he asked. Pulling Will forward by his dick, he placed it at the entrance to Buffy’s cunt. Timing was everything. Looking deep into each other’s eyes, they pushed in at the same time.

Buffy came almost within seconds, but the boys had not finished with her yet.

Holding Buffy’s face in his hands, Will placed loving kisses all over her face.

“You know we love you, don’t you Buffy?”

Her head fell back against Spike’s shoulder as she stared up at the man above her.

“You can’t love me” she sputtered, unsure what else to say.

Spike’s tongue had been busy inside her ear while Will had spoken. His brother was always impulsive like this, and he hoped Will had not scared her. Quickly deciding to back up his brother’s statement, Spike whispered against her neck.

“We do love you, Buffy. Both of us want you in our lives.”

“But..” she cried.

“No ‘buts’. Buffy” Will responded before she could say anything. “We both love you and we both need you.” Letting his weight drop on top of her, he continued. “We know you want us, luv. We know we can make you happy. Let us love you, sweetheart. No one will ever make you feel as special as we do, I promise.”

Tears sprung to her eyes at the sincerity in his voice. “I don’t know what to say, Will. I’m not very good at this type of thing.”

The brothers pushed hard into her at the same time. Once more she shattered around them.

Neither brother could hold back any longer. Faster and harder they pushed into their woman. It did not matter what objections she threw at them. They knew that this would never be a one time experience.

It took only a few more strokes to reach a climax. Sandwiched between them was the woman of their dreams, and they would never let her go. As their loins tightened in unison the brother’s looked at each other over Buffy’s shoulder and each gave an almost imperceptible nod.

“Ours,” they cried together as they came hard inside her; leaving her in no doubt that she now belonged to them.

I have a new pretty

2007-07-20T07:14:27Z

See my pretty. To all the wonderful readers who voted for me, I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Chilling with my muffins

2007-07-19T20:07:47Z

Hi folks,

Sorry it's been so long, but to be honest I have had far too much to do. The reason for this is quite simple. My muffins aa_eve_aa, and vampgirly are visiting with me just now, and tomorrow we are going to be joined by tamakin_84. So far we have visited Stirling Castle, Rosslyn Chapel, and a trip through Edinburgh. Now that was fun as I drove into Edinburgh from the South which I normally never do, and I got lost. Next time we take the train!!!!!

Tomorrow we are off down the West Coast of Scotland to look at "The Electric Brae" (google it folks - it's a sight to see). Once we have travelled around a bit, we will finally pick up tamakin_84.

On Saturday we are all flying down to Cardiff to see JJJAAAMMMEEESSS!!!!!! When we get home, there will be an update on ALL our journals (hopefully including piccies).

Have fun till we return.......

Meme - snagged from aa_eve_aa

2007-06-16T23:32:31Z

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I came in third - go me

2007-06-16T23:24:25Z

Hi guys,

Just an update to let you all know I'm back from holiday now, and I sang in the final of Stars in their Eyes. I came in third, and I am chuffed to bits. The competition was really good, as we had all been through loads of heats before we got to the final.

I will take a pic of my trophy sometime tomorrow, and hopefully I will post it up for everyone to see.

Bye for now...

Glynis

My new friend - and my holidays

2007-06-09T06:57:35Z

Hi all,

I know I have been really remiss in posting entries, and updating fics and generally keeping in touch; but work has been a total bitch in the last few weeks.

I have just added a new friend - and she is probably someone you would all like to friend too. I have the honour of welcoming vakay54 to our little circle. vakay54 is better know to all of us as the Verda - who, in my honest opinion, is one of the nicest and constant reviewers on the fanfic circuit.

vakay54 is as dear to me as smudgiboo and my muffin aa_eve_aa. When I first started to post The Lord and the Lady, these 3 women gave me all the encouragement they could to continue. Especially aa_eve_aa, who talked me out of writer's blocks and generally boosted me on 'down days'.

Please welcome vakay54 to our LJ. I have no doubt there are many of you out there who have appreciated her wonderful reviews and how they have encouraged you to continue.

I was chatting to vampgirly and to her credit, she told me that Verda had an LJ account. We both think she is a sweetie, so I dedicate this post to her.

I won't be around for a week, as I am heading off to the West Coast of Scotland for the yearly family holiday. There are about 4 car loads of us, and we will have a ball.

My brother and his wife have never been on a plane, so we have arranged a trip down to London next Thursday for the day. Harrods better watch out!!!!

Love you all till then

gillypod

In the Final - Go Me

2007-05-26T09:11:23Z

Well, I made it.

I won the heat last night for the charity 'Stars in their eyes', so now I'm in the final on June 16th. Gary, Jenny's fiance, had never heard me sing on stage before and was gob-smacked. Jenny is sick of hearing me sing - poor bint has had to listen to it from inside the womb to the present day - so she just sat there with her Smirnoff Ice. The place was mobbed and I got a standing ovation. I was really chuffed, and I was happy that I managed to raise over £200 for the charity 'Chickenshed'.

My two oldest friends - both called Margaret - were there too, and it had been so long since we had all gone out together. We had a great laugh and it was a fun night out.

One of the Margaret's had done my makeup and hair for me, and I looked amazing. Unfortunately I had spent Thursday night into Friday morning stuck in Stirling Royal Infirmary with a suspected DVT. The bottom half of my left leg is turning black, but the 12 year old who examined me, after 5 hours of waiting, told me it was tendonitis and everything would be OK. OKAY??????? How can a leg going black be okay? I swear to God, if I do end up with ANOTHER DVT, I will sue the National Health. I have had 2 DVT's in my life - I think I know what a fucking blood clot in the leg feels like......

Anyhoo....I will love you all and leave you now. I'm feeling a bit tired so I might have a small kip.

Catch you all later

Just had to tell EVERYONE

2007-05-20T08:59:11Z

Hi, I know I haven't posted in a while, but RL caught up with me a bit lately.

I have some news for everyone though. My beautiful, talented daughter, Jennifer has had her results for her thesis on and I quote, "Stem Cell Technology and its use in the treatment of Motor Neurone Disease."

My baby got an 'A'.

I am SO very proud of her. She manages to attend college full time, hold a relationship together with her fiance and work weekends in SKY's call centre.

She is my little star.

Tongue in cheek - a one-off piece of nonsense that I think is brilliant

2007-05-08T23:10:18Z

Hello my wonderful friends.

While chatting the other night to vampgirly, full of sugar I agreed to a challenge to write a story in the style of Mills and Boon. vampgirly was so determined that I write this that she promised me a lovely banner. Unfortunately the banner isn't ready yet as I only gave her the bases about 3 hours ago. I know I should wait, but I am actually really proud of this piece of totally humerous nonsense.

When the banner is ready - I will add it to the story.

TONGUE IN CHEEK

This is a tongue-in-cheek take off of the trashy romance novels we all read as teenagers. Please read this with that thought in your mind, as this tale is meant to be humorous.

Gotta love those Mills & Boons ®

Please note that for this to work, Buffy is still a virgin and there will never be an Angel/Angelus in this fic.

This story will be pure fluff, and is NOTHING like my other works.

I did this as a result of sugar-high YIM conversation with vampgirly – so please blame her if you hate it. Vampgirly was high on seeing our God James Marsters in person, and I was just high on too many Jammie Wagon Wheels. Love you sweetie *hugs*……

The story is set in the ‘SOMETHING BLUE’ universe, but in my take on it Willow did not reverse the spell and is now a happy vengeance demon for D’Hoffryn. Who cares about college when you can kill all the bad men in the world?

Oh, and Spike already has a home in the crypt.

I know, I know, I’m asking you to totally suspend belief here, so humour me, and please remember this story was written to make you laugh.

##

Spike’s eyes widened as he gazed upon her virginal face. Her green eyes stared at him with such devotion that he could not help but be stunned at the strength of his own feelings. Cynical to the looks he often received from women, he wondered why this little chit was able to move him as no other.

He had fucked more than his fair share of women over his more than one hundred years as a vampire. He had stayed faithful to Drusilla in his own way, never letting his little liaisons become love affairs, but he knew he felt differently about the slayer.

In his determination to make her his and his alone, he had asked her to marry him. Why had he done that, he wondered as he continued to gaze at her? Was it the feelings she managed to bring forth from his withered heart, or was it the fact that he would be the first between her legs.

As she continued to gaze at him in wonder, her eyes sparkling with love, and her mouth swollen from his kisses he knew exactly why he had proposed. He needed her as he had never needed a woman before. When her small pink tongue innocently peeped through her lips to lick her top lip, he was lost. Within seconds she was back in his arms, his lips devouring hers.

Her innocence slayed him more than her stakes ever could. She was so un-tutored in the art of kissing, that it almost unmanned him. Each tentative stroke of her tongue against his made his manhood swell uncontrollably against her. When he felt her melt against him in surrender, small moans rising from her throat as his hands wandered over her pert bottom, he knew he would have to have her – and soon.

She would be his.

Using all his control, he removed his mouth from hers, smiling at her as he huskily asked.

“Come with me to my crypt, my love. I have to make you mine.”

Unbearable emotion clogged Buffy’s throat making her unable to speak. Nodding her head in acceptance of his words, she felt him place her hand in his and together they walked out of Giles’ apartment. She was ready to show her love for him in just the way he asked.

As they walked hand in hand to his crypt in the centre of Restfield, Buffy started to have doubts. She had saved herself for marriage and was not sure that she wanted to do this so quickly. Her love was so new and she did not want to spoil it by not being good enough for him. Suddenly, she found her voice.

“Spike,” she hesitantly asked. “I’ve never done this before. Will you still love me even if I can’t….you know…..satisfy you.”

Looking down into her worried green eyes, Spike could see the insecurity shining back at him. Slowly he smiled, and drew her into the circle of his arms.

“Don’t worry, my darling girl” he whispered against her mouth. “By the end of this night we will satisfy each other.”

Buffy’s face was transformed by a huge smile. Lifting her into his arms, he strode purposefully towards his home. Her arousal was perfuming the air around him, and it had been so long since he had been with a virgin, especially one he intended to keep very much alive after the event.

Rock hard and aching for her, he pushed the door to his crypt open with his foot forcing it back against the wall. Safe as she felt in the cradle of his arms, Buffy still felt trepidation at what they were about to do. He was so handsome and so experienced in the art of sex, what if she disappointed him.

Looking down at the blonde beauty in his arms, Spike felt honoured at the gift she was willing to bestow on him. He was determined to make this wonderful for her. If he did this right, he would spoil her for any other man. Bending her over his arm, he closed his lips on hers, and she timidly pushed her tongue into his mouth to play with his. The taste of her mouth was like nectar, honey-sweet with a hint of her power.

“My love,” he whispered into her open mouth. “I must have you, my darling. I have to taste you all over and let your essence play on my tongue.”

Buffy stared at him round-eyed. She had no idea what he meant. Demons and vampires had been her life for so long that she had hardly dated, far less been kissed with the passion Spike displayed. Her insecurity increased ten-fold as he gently raised her to stand in the circle of his arms.

“Do you know what I’m going to do to you, my darling?” he softly asked.

Her mouth went dry. She tried to speak but the words just would not come. Desperately she tried to answer him, but could only shake her head from side to side.

Spike sensed her bewilderment, but could not stop himself from continuing.

“I want to strip you of all your clothes and kiss every inch of your skin. I want to taste the sweetness of your breast while my fingers explore you. I want to suckle at your breast like a babe before I kiss your sweet tunnel of love and suck on your nub of desire.”

Buffy could feel her breasts strain against the plain cotton bra she wore. She could feel sweet tingles in the pit of her stomach, and for the first time in her life she felt her sex become wet and swollen. Wondering how his words could affect her this way, she finally found her voice.

“Will I be allowed to touch you the same way, my heart” she hesitantly asked.

“Oh, my darling” he smiled back at her. “I’m counting on it.”

Gently he led her to the centre of the room and the quilt covered sarcophagus he used as a bed. Lifting her gently to sit on the edge, he pushed her legs apart with his until he was standing between them. His tumescent member brushed the crease of her desire as he slowly rocked against her.

The air around them was thick with the scent of their passion. Kissing her softly, Spike gently moved his hands under her soft pink sweater to lay them against the skin of her waist. Her heat almost scalded him as he brushed his fingers upwards towards her cotton covered breast. As his hands moved higher, the sweater gently lifted revealing her toned tanned stomach.

Gently removing his mouth from hers, he continued to raise her sweater over her head. Her arms had risen in silent response to his removal of her clothing. Sitting before him, the peaks of her breast pushing against the white cotton, she blushed from head to toe. Dropping her hands to her sides to grip the edge of their make-shift bed, she felt vulnerable under his gaze. He was the most handsome man she had ever met, surely he would expect more from her.

Timidly she raised shaking hands to the waistband of his jeans. As her fingers gently tugged the fabric of his tee-shirt from the confines of his belt, her fingers brushed his naked skin for the first time. She felt him shudder under her touch, and quickly withdrew her hands.

Spike realised that in her naivety she thought she had done something wrong. He was quick to reassure her. “Your touch is so beautiful to me, my love. You make me shudder with want when your hands touch my skin. Don’t be afraid, my darling one, there is nothing you do to me that I will not like.” Leaning closer to her, he lifted her hands and placed them back at the bottom of his tee-shirt. “Strip it from me, my darling heart. Let me feel how much you want me.”

Eyes closed against the emotions she drew from him with her gentle touch, he lifted his arms to let her pull the garment over his head. As it floated to the floor to join her sweater at the side of the sarcophagus, he moved his hands to cup her breast. With a globe of gold in each hand, he felt the power of his love increase and rubbed his member against the juncture of her thighs.

Buffy’s back arched back at his touch. She could feel her breast swell against his palm, and when he gently pinched her nipples through the fabric of her bra, her whole body lifted towards his.

She was so perfect. Her small high breasts begged to be licked, and he quickly dispensed with their covering. Gazing down at the pink-tipped treats his mouth longed to taste, he knew he could deny himself no longer. Replacing his hands with his eager mouth, he licked and teased each nipple until they were wet and swollen from his ministrations.

His love was keening in her ecstasy, her head moving from side to side in passion. Pushing her gently back to lie on the soft surface of the quilt, he continued to feast from her breast. Her legs were shaking uncontrollably, and he could sense how close to completion she was. Amazement rippled through him at how quickly she responded to his touch. Determined to slow things down before she shattered into orgasm, he forced himself to step back from her.

Gazing down at the sight before him, he trembled in want. Her long blonde hair, so different from his dark princess, lay in a cloud around her head. Both nipples were distended and wet from the attention from his mouth, and her whole body seemed to vibrate with her need for him.

He had never felt so powerful since becoming a vampire.

Slowly he opened the fastening of her jeans, and drew them down her trembling legs, removing her boots and socks en route. Lifting one foot, he drew a pink-painted toe into his mouth and sucked gently. Stroking the calf of her leg, he allowed his fingers to creep higher to her womanhood. Clad still in her virginal white cotton briefs, he slowly traced the edge with infinite care. Resisting the temptation to rip the briefs from her body and impale her on his throbbing shaft of love was one of hardest things he had ever done in his existence.

“Do you want me little virgin?” his voice loud in the quiet of the room. “Do you want to feel my fingers touch you as no other man ever will? Do you want me to taste the cream of your life as I make you mine?”

She was mindless with passion at both the sound of his voice, and the gentle fingers that never quite seem to touch her where she needed them most.

“Please” she begged, eyes closed in passion. “Please, my heart, touch me.”

Smiling at her, Spike could not resist one soft foray of his fingers against the wet fabric of her panties, touching her where she wanted him most.

“Like that?” he asked. “Do you want me to touch your sweet desire, my darling?”

Her body was rising and falling with the rhythm of his touch. His touch was electrifying, and she was surprised how much she craved each stroke.

“Oh God, Spike” she moaned. “I can’t stand much more of this, please help me.” In her current state of intense arousal, she did not know what she was begging for, but it had to be more than this.

“Lift that pretty bottom for me, my love; I need to see you naked and quivering in want for me.”

Too far gone to refuse anything he asked of her, she lifted her bottom and allowed him to strip away her last piece of clothing.

Gazing in awe at the sight before him, Spike knew he had never seen a woman’s body so perfect for him. Tanned to perfection under the golden sun of California, her body lay open to his gaze. The demon inside him cheered at his choice of bride; the demon and the poet were in love for first time in their existence.

Lifting her gently under the arms, he moved her further up their makeshift bed of love. Stretched out before him, her shaven heart glistening with her need, he knew he could not last much longer. His need for her was almost painful in its aroused state. He would have loved her to remove the last barrier of clothes between them, but her innocence stopped him asking that of her.

When she heard the sound of his zipper, Buffy lifted her head to stare at him in wonder. He was just so beautiful, perfect from the peroxide curls adorning his head to the soles of his long slender feet. Her eyes spoke volumes as they gazed at his obvious testament to his want of her.

“Will it fit?” she queried, a frown drawing her brows over her eyes.

Spike had to stop his laughter at her innocent comment. By the end of this night, she would know exactly how well they fit. “Might be a tight squeeze at first, my love, but I will prepare you well.”

Before she could reply, Spike lifted her legs back towards her shoulders. Buffy, unsure what he intended, tensed when she felt her bottom lift to hang suspended in midair. Bending his head, Spike licked the alley of her love from bottom to top. Carefully he avoided her nub of life, and settled himself to push his tongue as far into her tight opening as far as he could. A sudden thought entered his head, and before reason pushed it away, he quickly replaced his tongue with his fingers.

She was so tight, wet and warm under his touch. He could sense she was close to her first orgasm, and he knew he needed her to be well prepared before he took her to the ultimate level of heaven. Gently he pushed one finger inside her until he felt the barrier of her virginity block his path. Using his agile tongue to flick across her small protruding womanhood, he used her own arousal against her and pushed a second finger in to join the first. Stretching her was essential before he moved over her; he did not wish to make this painful for her.

Sliding glistening fingers in and out, he was amazed how much she seemed to be enjoying this. He could feel her maidenhead with each inward stroke of his long fingers, and he gently pushed through. When he felt her tender membrane break, he moved his mouth over her entrance to capture the blood flavoured cocktail that flowed from her.

Pushing his demon back as his human façade relished in her taste, was almost impossible. His eyes flashed from yellow to blue so quickly, it was hard to know just which persona was licking her clean.

For minutes he licked her gently. As the pain lessened, Buffy felt herself start to soar to new heights. She needed him inside her, she needed him to make her his. Her want was beyond anything she had ever felt before.

“My love, my life” she breathed. “Please, my love, come into me now. I can’t wait for you any longer. Please, my darling, make me yours.”

Spike needed no further encouragement. He lifted his head from between her legs and smiled at his woman. His mouth still wet from her juices, all trace of her blood gone; he swooped down to take her mouth in a blaze of passion. Tasting herself on his tongue, she wondered why the taste seemed to increase her need of him.

“This might hurt for a little, my love, but I promise to go slow” he murmured. “It will be the hardest thing I have ever done, but I promise I will make it hurt the least I can.”

Touched by his tenderness, Buffy pulled his mouth towards hers. When they were but a whisper apart, she whispered against his lips. “I love you, Spike. I trust you never to hurt me for as long as we both live.”

“Oh God, Buffy” he exclaimed. “I love you so much, my beautiful girl. I give you my life, my love and my heart…….forever”

Climbing to join her on the sarcophagus, his body covered hers. Gently he rubbed their bodies together, his need hard and long against her stomach. Slowly he kissed her with all the tenderness he could find in his heart. Taking the strong evidence of his love for her in his hand, he guided it to her entrance. With love in his heart, he gently pushed inside her.

Buffy screams of pleasure rolled around the crypt. Arching her back and throwing her head hard against the muffled stone, she felt the first orgasm of her life race though her being. Endlessly her body shook with pleasure so great she thought she would die.

Holy water…….crosses……..bits of wood sharpened to a point. All these things Spike tried to bring to mind to stop him falling over the precipice with her. Superhuman muscles were keeping him tightly clenched inside her, the last flutter of her orgasm stroking him to completion of their own volition. He was determined she reach her peak once more before he allowed his own release.

Her eyes closed in ecstasy, Buffy slowly came back to earth. When she opened her eyes the first thing she saw was the look of love shining from his lover’s eyes. Kissing her briefly, he lifted his head and curled his tongue behind his teeth. He looked so sexy when he did that, and she was surprised to feel her body start to climb that wonderful peak again.

Stroking in and out of her love channel, Spike moved his mouth over her breast. He was so close now and he could finish any second, but he was determined to take her with him. Moving his hand between them, he continued to mouth her breast as he furiously rubbed her hooded heart.

##

Anya, Giles and Xander stood with their arms high in the air as the former Vengeance Demon spoke the words to break Willow’s spell. She cared for none of the humans in her life, except Xander. The constant stream of demons who wanted him had ensured that she broke her vow and went back to the magic. Her thoughts were not of Giles, Spike or Buffy; she just wanted the demons to leave her Xander alone.

Blue coloured smoke filled Giles apartment as the spell ended. Opening his eyes, Giles felt tears stream down his face as his sight returned. Collapsing into a heap on the floor as the power drain of the spell passed through them, the three remaining Scoobies started to laugh in relief now that they were free.

“Where’s Spike and Buffy?” Anya asked as she held her lover close.

“Spike and Buffy?” Giles looked at her in confusion.

Anya rolled her eyes as she replied. “Where are they Giles? The spell has been broken so shouldn’t we go out and find them?”

“Oh God” Giles cried. “The last thing I remember them doing was kissing and Spike asking her to go with him to the crypt. Oh God, they intended to have sex.”

Xander laughed heartily at his comment. “There is no way the Buffster would let Captain Peroxide anywhere near her, spell or no spell. I don’t think we have much to worry about G-Man, she will so kick his ass if he touches her.”

Punching her stupid boyfriend on the shoulder….hard, Anya glowered at him. “Of course they’ll have sex, Xander. They spell made them think they were in love and want to get married.”

Giles paled at the thought. Anya was right and none of them could deny the strength of feeling Buffy and Spike had for each other under the spell. They had to move quickly to stop a disaster. Rushing to his weapons chest, Giles removed several stakes and a crossbow before running for the door, Anya and Xander in his wake.

##

His tongue was deep in her mouth as they crested the wave together. The power of their joining shook the walls of the crypt. He had never been so deep inside a woman in his life, and he never wanted the feeling to end.

Claim her; his demon screamed deep inside his head, and for the first time that evening he listened. The sound of his bones shifting as his demon broke through stirred Buffy from her reverie. She has faced vampires for years, yet this man was even beautiful in his demon form. In her heart she knew what he wanted, and she slowly turned her head to the side giving him room for his bite.

As his fangs pierced the butter soft skin of her neck, another strong orgasm wrenched her body. Her body pulsed with each pull of blood into his mouth, the feelings so intense she was sure she would pass out. Finally his mouth lifted from her neck and he mouthed the word she was waiting to hear.

“Mine”

Buffy smiled against his neck before she bit down in reply.

“Yours”

Holding her close to him, he whispered words of love close to her ear. Cuddling close together, legs still entwined, bodies still joined, the lovers nipped and licked at their marks. Their bond was becoming stronger every minute, and their thoughts were only of love.

Spike could feel his manhood swell within the confines of his mate’s body. Moving slowly inside her, he moved her to sit on top of him. Guiding her with his hands on his waist, he helped her find a rhythm that would drive them both to heaven. As the intensity of their feelings for each other increased, they both felt the effects of the spell’s release.

Horrified blue eyes stared up at equally horrified green. Their memories were intact and each remembered whispered words of love and devotion that had passed their lips. Buffy was no longer a virgin, and Spike had claimed her as a mate. It did not matter that the spell was broken, in vampire terms they had married for life.

For the space of thirty seconds, they stared at each other, their bodies so deep within each other. Slowly Buffy stared to rise and fall on Spike’s large dick. Faster and faster she rose and fell on her lover’s shaft, her need to come intense in the half light of the crypt.

As her fourth orgasm started to wrack her body, a loud pounding could be heard on the thick door of the crypt. Determined to finish, her body started to sweat with the effort of keeping her rhythm. Without warning, both Buffy and Spike screamed their release.

On the other side of the crypt door Giles, Anya and Xander heard their cries. Xander felt sick to his stomach and moved off to the side to dry heave into the grass. Giles removed his glasses from his face to polish them furiously, while Anya smiled the satisfied smile of a woman who knew her orgasms.

Collapsed on top of Spike, Buffy laid her head on his chest. Her breath teased at his nipple as she tried to control her emotions. Smiling to herself as she felt Spike grow hard within her again, she lifted her head from his chest and bellowed at the door.

“Is that you, Giles?”

Hearing Buffy’s voice, calm and confident filtering through the heavy door, he was quick to answer. “Are you alright, Buffy?”

Looking down at a now worried Spike, she smiled wistfully at him.

“I’ve never been better, Giles. Now go away ‘cause Spike and I need to talk.”

Lifting his scarred eyebrow in query, he mouthed at her “Talk?”

“Oh yes, we need to talk Spike.” Bending her body she took his mouth in a searing kiss. “We’ll talk plenty once you fuck me six ways from Sunday.”

Pushing his already hardened cock further into her body, he revelled in her small scream of acceptance.

“That I can do, love. That I most definitely can do.”

##

AN: Please review my wonderful readers. I know this is not the usual Spuffy stuff, but the challenge was to have hot sex without the use of the usual words we read and know. If you like it, I might do this again – or write a sequel. How will the Scoobies react to the claim I wonder. Well that’s for another day methinks……………

Update from the fangirls in London

2007-05-06T12:46:17Z

Hi guys,

Thought I would post an update to let you know how all the girls were getting on in Milton Keynes, and what they think of James in the flesh. I have already told you all the aa_eve_aa is walking on cloud 9, well it appears that things are getting better by the minute.

I got a phone call this morning from vampgirly, and she is drooling. According to vampgirly, the man is just far too gorgeous close up. She reckons his photos etc. do him no justice at all, and you all should have heard her go on about his eyes. The poor woman was so worked up, that she had to start smoking again.

When she called me, I asked if she and tamakin had managed to meet up with aa_eve_aa, and it looks as though everyone has become firm friends. vampgirly asked me to post this little update as we all have a lot of mutual friends in common, so I thought you all might like to know how everything is going. I asked if it was busy, and vampgirly told me that they had to queue for an hour for a photo op - but she did say it was SOOOO worth it.

I have been assured that lots of pics have been taken and that they will be up in the next few days. I can't wait.

By the sound of it, they are having a ball. I am even more depressed now that I chose not to go, and I have given myself lots of huggles to compensate.

If I hear any more, I will let you all know - have fun in the meantime, and look out for the pics as they post them

Lost - what do I do while all my friends are in London with James....

2007-05-05T09:06:29Z

A fair amount of my LJ friends are down in London just now to see JM in action. So far I have received a few texts from aa_eve_aa rubbing in how much James rocked, and how she got a kiss on each cheek from him. She promises to have the pics up on her LJ soon, but she won't be home till next week.

I phoned vampgirly while she was waiting in the airport to meet tamakin and they were going to meet up with aa_eve_aa today. I just know they will have a great time at the con together.

Isn't it ironic that I spend most of my time in London these days, and this was the one week that my boss wanted me to work from Scotland. BAAAAAHHHHHH!

I refuse to complain as aa_eve_aa and vampgirly are coming to stay with me for a while in July. I have a big house with lots of room, so if anyone else wants to join us, let me know.

Happy Birthday Vamptastica

2007-04-14T08:33:59Z

Myspace Comments

Mythical Creature

2007-04-14T08:27:54Z

I decided to do this meme as I wanted to see what kind of creature I am.

You Are a Chimera

You are very outgoing and well connected to many people.
Incredibly devoted to your family and friends, you find purpose in nurturing others.
You are rarely alone, and you do best in the company of others.
You are incredibly expressive, and people are sometimes overwhelmed by your strong emotions.

What Mythological Creature Are You?

My new banner from smudgiboo

2007-04-13T22:18:30Z

Isn't it just toooooo beautiful

My Pretties

2007-04-13T21:24:44Z

Look at the pretties I got from the Lost in Spike awards :D

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I am a WINNER*********

2007-04-12T23:03:22Z

I was going to bed, when I looked up my friend's page on LJ to find that LSA had announced their awards. I truly did not expect to win anything, and then I found that I had won 2 judges pick awards. I went totally ape-shit. I was on the BSV tags in seconds to tell the WORLD. Oh God, you have no idea just how I feel.

I jumped over to AFF to add the awards to the fic to find that my muffin jerzeyanjel left me a review. You are my new star, babes. I would just like to know when you got the time to read it, 'cos let's be honest here - it's a bit of tome.

aa_eve_aa won too. I sent her a text on her mobile because I thought she would be in bed and would get the text in the morning. She read the text, got up, and like me told the world she had won. She can't believe it, but she deserves it. *huggles* to Eve.

I am a bit rubbish with this LJ thing yet and aa_eve_aa is going to help me put my pretties into LJ. *huggles* again for aa_eve_aa.

My other muffin smudgiboo has made me a banner for Blood Red Moon - look out for that in the next few days, 'cos aa_eve_aa is sorting that for me too.

I have to go to bed, but I am all excited.

One of the best Buffy Videos EVER!!!!

2007-04-12T18:52:04Z

Hi folks,

Please check out this link http://www.alpha.ndirect.co.uk/videos/bitch-wmv.zip

This video is just fantastic - it was made years ago, but I still think it's one of the best - worksafe.

YAY FOR SMUDGIBOO

2007-04-12T18:46:48Z

Happy birthday honey - happy birthday.

smudgiboo had a birthday yesterday - AND I MISSED IT. I'm so sorry, honey.

Even though I forgot her birthday, her marvelous generous nature has let her offer to make me a banner for Blood Red Moon. I want to huggles her close and squish her to death.

She is my muffin, and I think she is a star.

The Last Encounter - Chapter 1

2007-04-08T18:00:03Z

The Last Encounter

Chapter 1 – Talk to me once before I leave

He had followed her for hours. She had moved from cemetery to cemetery with the grace of a panther and the instinct to match. Her hair shone in the moonlight, and for the first time in his unlife, he wished he could be with her in daylight. She would be effulgent.

Stupid word, effulgent, but it described her to a ‘T’. She held his heart in the palm of her hand; yet she did not know, or care. Her heart was still with Angel no matter what wanker she dated or thought she loved.

She would never look at him they way she looked at Angel. Never use that little breathy voice whenever she said his name. His name was too harsh on her tongue, too much like an instrument of death; which he was or had been.

This was the last night he would follow her. He had tried everything to be part of her life, and still she pushed him away. Now she thought she loved the initiative solder, but she was trying for normal in a life full of horror and pain.

The Desoto was packed and the tank filled with gas. He had money in his pocket, and even more in his account at Wolfram and Hart. He could disappear anywhere in the world and she would never find him.

She wouldn’t want to find him, of that he was sure now.

He had told the watcher he was leaving tonight, and was not surprised when his reaction had been a swift ‘Bye, don’t come back.’ His hope had been that Giles would tell Buffy he was leaving tonight and she would come to see him and beg him to stay. It did not take him long to realise that she did not care. He had helped them, fought for them, protected them and they still pushed him away.

The only one who cared for him was Nibblet.

He would miss her too. She had never been afraid of him and in her schoolgirlish ways; she had loved him like a brother. Leaving Nibblet would almost be as hard as leaving Buffy, but his heart could only shatter so many times.

Why had Red done the spell?

He had hated Buffy before the spell. If he was honest with himself, he had always wanted to fuck her. She had been the first slayer since New York who had challenged him. She had fought with him, bantered with him, sided with him and she had been the first slayer to kiss him.

Their kisses were carved into his brain. If he concentrated hard enough he could still feel her lips on his. Her wet tongue sliding against his as her hot little hands had played in his hair. She had rubbed her gorgeous body against him, and he had smelled her arousal perfuming the air around them.

His biggest regret of their short engagement had been that they had only kissed and held hands like teenagers. He had acted more like William than Spike during their short engagement, showing her respect. Christ, he could kick himself now. He should have fucked her into the ground and shown her how a man who loved her could make her feel.

Every night she came to him in dreams. Golden, beautiful, strong and his. She would never be his. He knew that and his heart cried for its loss. He had to leave, now, tonight, before he made an even bigger wanker of himself than he already was.

His eyes followed her as she started to disappear from view.

One more time, he told himself, talk to her just one more time. He would need something to remember on his journey into hell. Just the sound of her voice, just one more thing to add to his memories on long lonely nights.

He ran towards her, using all his vampire speed. Within moments he was behind her and stopped. She turned towards him; stake in hand ready to strike. Lowering the stake and sighing, she spoke.

“God, could you be more stupid, Spike. Running up behind me like that. I could have staked you, you stupid vampire.”

Her voice, her golden voice stopped him in his tracks. He tilted his head at her and smiled. She was pouting at him in annoyance and he had to shift his stance to relieve the bulge in his pants.

“What do you want, Spike? I want to get home sometime tonight. Whatever it is you want can it wait till tomorrow? I’m tired, covered in vamp dust and I have a test tomorrow.”

He could not speak. Giles had not told her he was leaving. He was not important enough to the Scoobies for the watcher to tell her he was leaving! Tell her now, his brain screamed at him. Tell her you’re leaving, you wanker, get it over with and walk away. Leave her before she breaks your heart again.

“Cat got your tongue, Spike? I normally can’t shut you up, yet here you are staring at me like a goldfish with its mouth open. Spit it out, Spike. I need to get home.”

Still he did not speak, he could not find the words to tell her he was leaving.

“Right, that’s it, you’re coming with me. When you go quiet I don’t trust you and I am SO not in the mood tonight to deal with your crap.” She grabbed his arm to drag him in her wake. “Move Spike, you can talk to mom and Dawn while I shower. Then we’ll get this sorted out.”

She was touching him. To be fair, her hold was rather painful, but she WAS touching him. Another piece of heaven he could take with him. He could say his ‘good byes’ to Joyce and Dawn and he would be done. Complete.

Pulling him through the kitchen door, she banged it shut behind them. She had not invited him in, yet here he was. It struck him then that she had never rescinded his invitation. She trusted him in her home, where her mother and sister slept. His undead heart swelled in his chest, and he fell in love with her just a little bit more.

“Mom, Dawn, I’m home and I brought a guest.”

Joyce and Dawn walked into the kitchen and smiled at him. His love encompassed all the Summers women and he returned their smile. Dawn ran to him and gave him a huge hug. Before he could stop himself, his arms were around her holding her to him. He would never be able to hold her again and he wanted to remember the smell of her hair and the feeling of love she gave him.

It would be cold comfort in the lonely days to come.

The kettle was boiling and four cups of cocoa were soon on the aisle. The little marshmallows he loved were floating in his mug as he looked down. His eyes filled with tears at Joyce’s gesture. She had remembered his love of marshmallows. It took Buffy all her time to remember his name.

“Are you crying, Spike?” Buffy’s voice was harsh and cold. Why did she have to be cold to him now? He was leaving, could she not give him one kind word before he disappeared from their lives. The tears came faster and thicker than before, and he refused to hide them.

Dawn started to get upset at her friend’s obvious distress. Just once she wished Buffy would be nice to Spike. He was a great guy and her sister was too biased against the vampire. Rising from her stool, Dawn moved to comfort him.

His tears upset Joyce too. She really liked this gentle vampire who so obviously loved her daughter. He could never hide his feelings. Ever since she had known him, he had been in love. First with his crazy sire Drusilla, and now with her daughter. She could not understand why Buffy could not see how much he cared.

“Buffy,” her mother admonished her. “Go have a shower while Dawn and I sit with Spike.”

Buffy stared at her mother in surprise. She could not understand why both her mother and sister were comforting the crying vampire. It must be a trick to get their sympathy. The chip must have malfunctioned and he was lulling them into a false sense of security. She had to test him out before her mother and Dawn suffered at his hands.

“Spike, can we go outside for a minute?” she barked at him. She ignored the looks her mother and sister gave her. They did not understand just how dangerous Spike could be. For the second time that night, she dragged Spike by the arm.

Now they stood, face to face at the bottom of the porch steps.

“Hit me, Spike” she asked, her anger making her growl at him. “I think you’re putting on an act for mom and Dawnie with the crying and the snivelling and the ‘Poor Me’ looks. So hit me before I stake your sorry ass.”

For the first time since he had found her in the cemetery, he spoke.

“Why do you want me to hit you, pet? You know I’ll end up rolling on the floor screaming like a banshee.”

She looked at him for a few seconds before she replied. “Well that’s what I want to see, Spike.”

His heart fell to his boots. She liked to see him in pain; that much was obvious. Was he doomed to love impossible women all his unlife? Did he wear an invisible sign with ‘Kick the Spike’ written in bright red letters?

“Why?” was all he said.

“’Cause I think the chip has stopped working and you’re here to kill my mom and Dawnie.”

He couldn’t help himself as he laughed at her. How wrong could she be about him. Could he convince her without hitting her? He doubted it. Bracing himself for the pain, he swung his fist to her ribs. Even in anger he couldn’t mark her beautiful face.

Before the blow landed, he was screaming at her feet. Holding his head in his hands and grinding his teeth against the pain. Her mother and sister ran through the door at the sound of his cries. Dawn launched her body at her sister in an attempt to hit her for what she had done to Spike.

“Leave him alone, Buffy. Just leave him alone. He’s my friend and you always hit him. Leave him alone.”

Buffy stared in disbelief at her sister. Did Dawn not realise just how dangerous Spike was? Neutered he may be, but he had killed thousands in his time. If he ever lost the chip he would go back to killing in a heartbeat.

She had to calm her sister down and explain what Spike was. He was a vampire, a killer, a thing. He was not something you got upset about, you just slayed them and walked away.

“Buffy Anne Summers” her mother shouted. “Get inside now and take Dawn with you. I’ll deal with Spike”

Buffy opened her mouth to protest but closed it quickly when she caught the look in her mother’s eyes. Joyce was helping Spike up from the grass and holding him to her like a child.

“Move Buffy, before I lose my temper.”

Chagrined, Buffy led a still upset Dawn up the porch steps to the kitchen.

Joyce sat Spike down on the porch steps and went to her knees in front of him She took his hands in hers and waited for him to speak. He was staring at the ground between them as if it would give him all the answers.

“I’m leaving tonight, Joyce.” He ignored her indrawn breath and carried on. “They don’t want me anywhere near them no matter how much I help them. I keep trying to be friends with them but they all push me away. Buffy’s the worst and I can’t take it anymore.”

Tightening her grips on his hands, Joyce asked gently.

“How much do you love Buffy, Spike?”

Spike lifted his head in shock. How did she know? Was he that obvious? Was that why they wanted him gone from their lives?

“Spike, I’ve known you for two years now and I know you love Buffy. You’re supposed to be one of the most dangerous vampires on the planet, yet Buffy still lives. Why is that, Spike?” Her voice was gentle and comforting and Spike stared at her.

“Will I tell you why she is still alive, Spike. It’s because you protect her and keep her from harm. You fight the demons at her side, and on your own. You want nothing to harm her and would die for her.” She squeezed his hands again. “Am I wrong, Spike. Do you want to see her die?”

He could not speak. How did she know how he felt? All he could do was nod his head from side to side.

“She hates me, Joyce, and I can’t be around her anymore.” His eyes filled with tears. “It hurts too much, Joyce, and I’ve had too much hurt in my life. The only way I will get through this is to walk away. I don’t want to go, but if I stay I’ll start to live for the little crumbs she gives me and I can’t do it anymore.”

“Stay here, Spike, and don’t move. I’ll be back in a minute. Promise me you won’t disappear. Do you promise?”

He could refuse this wonderful woman nothing. He smiled at her and nodded his head. “I’ll stay here till you come back, Joyce, but then I’m gone.”

“Okay, Spike. I’ll hold you to that promise. I’ll get your cocoa and you sit here till I get back.”

Within moments, he was sitting with his cocoa as Joyce shut the door behind her. It was time she talked to Buffy.

Blood Red Moon

2007-04-08T15:42:34Z

Well I posted chapter 6 of Blood Red Moon today. I thought I better before I was lynched by the viewers. It's not a bad chapter as I explain about the mate, but I really didn't want to do that for a few chapters yet. I was a coward though, and wanted to keep my readers.

Well I am off to pick up my Jenny from work. I hope she's in a better mood than she was this morning, 'cos she really was bitchy.

Right then, I'm off.

Oh, by the way, HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE.

No chocolate for me - God I hate being diabetic.