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Beaten By Love

Title: Beaten By Love
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Character/Pairing: Spike/Buffy
Rating: PG-13/T
Challenge/Prompt: nekid_spike: A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words: Day 14:
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 530
Date Written: 15 August 2017
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Whedon, not the author, and are used without permission.






She feels power ripple through the crowded bus and looks up. Her green eyes widen at the sight of the powerful man stalking toward her, each woman and man scrambling unconsciously to get out of his way. Her breathing quickens as she watches him, then stills to a stop entirely as he swiftly closes the distance between them.

When he arrives at her side, Buffy has to lick her lips three times before she’s able to speak. “What is this?” she asks in a shocked whisper.

Spike shrugs. “You wanted to know more about my past. This used to be my look.”

Buffy drops her gaze to his ripped blue jeans, then slowly works her way up his pants, including the considerable bulge in their tight crotch, over his frayed, black vest and dog ties, and finally back to his face. Everything about him seems younger and more powerful, but his eyes and smile are still the same. The tiny lock on the chain around his neck catches her attention; then, her eyes flick back down to his wrists and the jewelry donning both.

Spike grins. “I’d ask you if you like it, but -- “

“I’m that obvious?” Buffy asks in a heated whisper.

He reaches out and grasps her hand just before she can touch the lock on his neck. “Just to me, Slayer,” he whispers back.

The heat of passion and danger races along her spine. Buffy twists her wrist, but he doesn’t release her. She uses her other hand to grab his dog tags and yank him closer. “Then kiss me already.”

Against her lips, he murmurs, “I love it when you’re bossy,” and eagerly, sweetly obliges. Her mouth opens immediately underneath his, and as his tongue sweeps home inside of her, he pushes away the memory of what he did the last time he wore this outfit on a bus. He’s told her about the Slayers he’s killed, and she’s accepted him with all his sins. He has no more secrets from her, and yet she still wants him, still -- he dares to hope -- loves him or, at least, cares for him as deeply as she’ll allow herself to do.

The bus has stopped, and people are almost running off of it. Gently, he pushes her back against a seat. She goes willingly down onto the leather, pulling him down on top of her as she does so. He may have killed two Slayers in his time, but he’ll never kill another. The monster that he was has finally been slain not by violence or strength but by love, and that’s what he’s going to spend the rest of his days doing: loving this ultimate Slayer, the one, brave, and beautiful girl who could stop him when nobody else could, for as long as she’ll let him and, Spike knows already, even after. No matter how long he manages to hold on to Buffy, it will never be enough, and he’ll still love her long after she’s gone from his life and arms, long after her body has decomposed in the ground, long after her life story is nothing more than a legend. He’ll love her forever.


The End

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kattrip033
Aug. 18th, 2017 12:11 am (UTC)
Woohoo! Excellent job!

Side note: "I Found" by Amber Run started playing on my playlist when I started reading. Goes well with this fic/pairing, and a few of your others.
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