Chapter 1

" I love you." The tears in Buffy's eyes threatened to fall as she spoke.

"No, you don't, but thanks for saying it." Spike replied brokenheartenly. As much as he wanted to believe Buffy, he knew if he didn't say something against her declaration he feared she wouldn't leave him. It turned out that his denial of her love had the exact opposite effect that he'd intended.

"Damn it, Spike. I do love you!" Buffy screamed. She dropped the scythe she was holding, and she flung her free arm around Spike. Their joined hands were still in flames. As the roof of the Hellmouth cave crumbled further, the Slayer smashed her lips against her vampire lover's mouth. It was their first real kiss in over a year.

Just when they were about to be entombed by the falling rocks, the amulet flashed white around them. They were transported out of the Hellmouth and into a glaringly white room with no windows and no visible doors. The amulet was left behind. It fell to the floor in the cavern next to the Slayer's scythe. Both items were buried deep within the bowels of the earth along with the remains of the ancient vampires.

Spike and Buffy broke apart and glanced around them. This wasn't like anyplace either of them had ever been before. Buffy circled the room looking for anything that might indicate where they were. When she glanced at Spike she realized he was paler than usual and that worried her.

"Where the hell are we?" Buffy asked rhetorically. She pounded on the wall with all her strength. "Hello. Is there someone out there?"

"I don't know," Spike whispered. He fell to his knees. "But that trinket of the Poofer's took too much out of me. 'm right knackered now." Spike's eyes drooped closed, and he fell forward onto his hands.

Buffy glanced around the room one more time. She sighed when she realized there wasn't anything she could do at that moment. Buffy knew she wasn't any better at waiting around for things to happen then Spike was, but it looked like they didn't have much of a choice. So, she sat down, leaned against the wall and let Spike arrange himself so his head was in her lap. Buffy stroked his hair as he fell asleep. She discovered that she was quite knackered as well. Her Slayer healing kicked in on the wound she had received to her abdomen during the battle with the First, but the drain of her energy took it's toll on her conciousness.

Buffy woke with a start. She glanced at her surroundings. Damn, it wasn't a dream. Spike and she were still in the weird white room. Her wound appeared to be almost healed, but Spike still looked as bad as he did on their arrival.

"Spike, please wake up," Buffy whispered while she gently shook his shoulder. When he finally opened his eyes, Buffy could tell he was in fact worse now than he had been before.

"I can't heal without blood, Buffy," Spike groaned. He attempted to sit up, but he was forced to close his eyes as the room swirled before his gaze.

"Oh God. I should have let Angel wear the stupid thing," Buffy grumbled in return. She pushed him back down into her lap. She caressed his hair while she studied his face. Spike was her Champion, but she never wanted to see Spike suffer again.

Listen here. 'm happy you picked me to your Champion, Slayer," Spike countered. He settled his head back into her lap, and he enjoyed the attentions he recei ved from his Slayer.

Buffy nibbled on her lip as she thought about what the only source of blood in the barren room was. "I have an idea, Spike, but I know you aren't going to like it," replied Buffy, "Slayer blood has healing qualities to vampires."

"No!," Spike practically shouted, "I would never do that, Buffy. I am not Peaches!"

"I know you're not Angel," Buffy announced, "Please, Spike, I can't lose you. I love you too much. Besides, I trust you." Buffy slipped her jacket off. She wadded it up, and she slipped it under Spike's head. Buffy made her vampire as comfortable as possible. She stretched out next to Spike on the floor, and she rolled on her side so that she faced him while he did the same.

Buffy laid her head on Spike's bicep. She pressed herself as close as she could to his shaking body. She sighed deeply as she skimmed her hand under Spike's duster and around his side to his lower back. Buffy closed her eyes, and she exposed her neck to the man she loved.

Spike stared at Buffy with a look of wonder on his face. He put his arm around the Slayer in a manner similar to hers, and he pulled her hips close to the erection that started to form in his jeans. They both groaned, and Spike nuzzled Buffy's neck. Goosebumps erupted on Buffy's skin while Spike's cool lips and tongue bathed her neck from shoulder to ear.

Buffy moaned louder, and she rubbed herself against Spike. Her hard nipples ached with the need for friction, and so did her clit. She threw her leg over Spike's hip, and she pulled his lower body even closer to hers. Buffy ground herself against his hardened, but covered, cock. She whispered, "Bite me now, Spike. Please...."

Spike slipped into game face, and he bit Buffy's neck as gently as he possibly could. As soon as her powerful Slayer blood hit his tongue, he closed his eyes, and he groaned. Her blood was so rich and powerful. One thing for certain, he wasn't sure how he would ever go back to animal blood after this. The feel of Buffy's sex grinding against him soon pulled him out of his inner thoughts.

"I'm cumming," Buffy moaned. Angel's bite had been painful and harsh. She never expected to experience the all-encompassing pleasure she received from Spike taking her life's blood into him. "Oh God, Spike!" She arched towards him, and her orgasm ripped through her like a tidal wave. Buffy rubbed her body against Spike's while she tried to prolong her pleasure.

Spike withdrew his fangs from her neck. "You're mine, Slayer. You know that, don't you?" Spike murmured against Buffy's neck. He licked the wounds closed while he enjoyed knowing that he made her orgasm just from biting her. Oh, and a bit of clothed grinding in the mix.

"Yes, Spike. Yours, forever yours, and only yours," Buffy moaned again. She finally started come down from her high. "Now it's your turn to feel good."

Buffy pressed her lips against Spike's She neither noticed or cared that he was still sporting bumps and fangs. Buffy pushed him onto his back while she kissed along his jaw line, and her hand began to undo his pants. Buffy tongued Spike's neck in mirrored actions of what he had done to her earlier. Buffy grinned into his flesh when she slipped her hand into his pants to free his cock. She was pleased when he started to groan and pump himself into her hand.

Spike's eyes were closed while he enjoyed the ministrations of his Slayer. His eyes popped open when he felt her blunt teeth enter the flesh on his neck directly over where Dru had turned him over a century before. Spike shivered in pleasure when he felt Buffy take several small sips of his blood. Her tongue on his neck was the best thing he had ever felt in his entire unlife. He never dreamed that he would be able to experience this with Buffy.

"And you're mine, Spike. You know that, don't you?" Buffy asked. She repeated his words back to him.

"Yes, Buffy. Yours, forever yours, and only yours," Spike responded. He had never been happier. His girl was finally really his girl. "Oh lord, I am going to cum any second."

Buffy hurriedly moved down his body, and she placed her lips over the head of Spike's cock. She sucked on the head hard while she continued to pump him. She used her other hand to dance over his balls, and then she playfully rolled them around in her hand.

Spike closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. He felt as if he was going to combust from the inside out. Spike loved to run his fingers through Buffy's hair while she sucked him off before, and this time was no exception. Soon his hips joined the rhythm that she was orchestrating.

Buffy felt Spike's balls tighten in her hand, and she knew he was close to his orgasm. She sucked him voraciously while her hand continued to pump in rythm with her bobbing.

"Ahhh Buffy luv ... so good ... so hot ...cumming," Spike panted. His penis pulsated as he began to orgasm.

Spike's cold seed hit the back of Buffy's throat in thick hard spurts that she swallowed down with pleasure. When his cock began to soften, Buffy gently tucked him into his pants and buttoned him up. Then, Buffy stretched out next to Spike. She burrowed her head in his chest. They rocked each other to sleep while they whispered sweet nothings to each other. The claim took hold of them both.