"Just say yes, and make me the happiest man on Earth," countered Spike. I know, luv. This isn't going to be easy. Gotta figure out how much to tell the entire lot of Scoobies. Goldielocks, will you really make me the happiest vamp on Earth?
"Oh Spike, of course it's yes," Buffy gushed. Of course, it's yes. Did you ever wonder why we aced so sappy the first time around? It wasn't just the spell, was it? She smiled down into her vampire's face. All of her spell induced love and real love glowing in her eyes.
I think we were living in that place in Egypt, luv. Red only said we had to get married, not that we had to love each other. Spike slipped his skull ring off of his finger and onto Buffy's. He made a grimacing grin as he studied the atrocious piece of jewelry. I'll get something better as soon as I can, luv.
The vampire and the Slayer wrapped their arms around each other while their lips met in a sweet, loving kiss. I think you're right, Spike. It sort of got overcompensated when finally let loose to be expressed by the spell. To anyone observing them, they looked like a couple celebrating their new engagement, but they conversed through the claim as they tried to figure out what to do next.
Gotta get you alone so we can redo the claim. It needs to seem legit, Slayer. Spike slid his hands beneath Buffy's coat, and he caressed her back.
I know, Spike. That's easier said than done with Giles here in the apartment with us. Buffy looked around Giles' apartment for a clue to help them solve their predicament. Maybe you can help me fix your blood for you. Damn, this is going to be harder than I thought. Stupid Powers. Buffy wiggled closer to Spike in his lap.
I will show you harder, pet. Spike ground his hardened cock into Buffy's soft belly.
Buffy giggled when Giles began to polish his glasses with his shirt. That was just so typical of the Watcher. Have you ever wondered how many pairs of glasses he's rubbed right through doing that? She chuckled inwardly. She pulled away from Spike's lips, and she raised the hand decked out with Spike's ring for Giles to see. "Giles, you will never believe what happened."
Bet Red is telling the Whelp he is a demon magnet about now, Spike laughed silently to Buffy. He kept his arms around the Slayer, and his face away from the Watcher so that Giles couldn't see the mirth dancing in the vampire's eyes.
Buffy huffed at Spike's comment. "Let's go in the kitchen, and I will heat you up some blood," Buffy declared. She dragged Spike into the kitchen with her.
Giles plopped down on the couch, and he reached for the phone. He was glad there was a long cord on the phone, because he had a nagging feeling he didn't want to be alone in the kitchen with his Slayer and the master vampire. He left a rambling message for Willow about spells and his eyesight. Giles reached for his glass of scotch. He was so deep in thought that he didn't notice how quiet the occupants of the kitchen had become.
In the kitchen, Spike had Buffy pressed up against the wall. His hands wandered all over her torso as he kissed her swollen lips. As his lips moved down her jaw line, she wrapped her legs around him, and pressing the apex of her thighs against his hard-on. Buffy felt his face shift when his mouth reached her pulse point. His fangs pierced her flesh, and her orgasm was instantaneous. He took a few pulls of her wonderful blood.
"Mine," Spike growled. He removed his teeth from Buffy's flesh, and he licked the holes closed. Then, he moved his head to one side for her to reach his neck.
"Yours," Buffy whispered back before she assaulted on Spike's neck. She licked and nibbled against his dead pulse point. Fast and furious, she struck where she had bitten him before.
Spike knew that he wouldn't cum in his pants, but he also knew it would be awhile before they were alone to relieve him. He couldn't wait. It had been so long since they had been fully intimate. The night that Finn had shown up had been the last time, and that felt like a lifetime ago to the vampire.
"Mine," she growled after a small sip of his blood. Mmm, tasty. Not as tasty as your cock, but not too bad, Buffy thought sexily to her mate.
"Yours," Spike growled back. Buffy's nasty little whisper in his mind made his libido go through the stratosphere. Before he could do anything else, the blond couple was interrupted by an irate voice.
"What are you two doing in there? I am getting blinder and blinder out here," Giles yelled from his spot on the couch in the living room.
Spike and Buffy hastily broke apart, and Spike rearranged himself. "Nothing important, Rupes. Just snogging with my lady. Fix that blood now will you, pet. I am feeling a bit peckish," Spike replied in the direction of the living room while he winked at Buffy. He turned and left the kitchen.
Buffy took a bag of blood out of the fridge. She poured it into the "Kiss the Librarian" novelty cup she remembered they used before. Buffy warmed the blood in the microwave to the perfect temperature. Then, she exited the kitchen to join her betrothed in the other room. Buffy found Spike sitting in one of Giles' armchairs, and she handed him his blood. She let him know it was 98.6 degrees before sitting on his lap, and she snuggled up to him while he drank it down.
"There is so much we need to plan for: ceremony, guests, bridal party, and reception to start with," Buffy said. She knew she had to do what the spell wanted, but she wanted to plan a real wedding at the same time. There was no way Spike was slipping through her fingers. Buffy was going to bind him to her in everyway possible.
"Let me be the first to say, no church wedding," Spike chuckled in remembrance. He began to take notes in the journal he had grabbed from the table.
"I know, honey. No parks under the tree in indirect sunlight. No honeymoon with a big pile of dust." Buffy pouted She pushed her lower lip out as far as she could. "I do remember from the first time around,"
"Oh, pouty! Look at that lip. Gonna get it. Gonna get it.." Spike snarked. He hadn't been able to resist that lower lip in years, and he knew she knew it, too.
Buffy giggled. She blushed as she kissed Spike as sweetly as she could. I love you, Spike. It's so nice to be here with you now. I'm sorry I've been such a bitch. She paused for a second. Do I really have stupid hair?
"First time around? What do you mean, Buffy," asked Giles. He found that statement very odd, even for Buffy. There was something going on here that Giles was sure he needed to get to the bottom of.
Buffy looked at Spike with wide eyes. She decided a distraction was the best way to get out of answering the question. "Um, Giles, have you seen my ring?" Buffy hastily shoved her hand towards Giles' face.
"No, not very well," Giles muttered. He searched for his drink, and when he found it he took another big swallow.
Buffy hopped up from Spike's lap, crossed the room and sat down by Giles. "I know you aren't my biological father, but in every other way you are. Marriage is about family, and you are part of my family. I want you to give me away, Giles," Buffy said, putting her arm around his shoulders.
"What?" Giles looked a bit dazed. "Oh, of course, Buffy. I would be honored. No ... no ... no, this is nonsense. Something is making you act like this. It is crazy talk," Giles stuttered. He looked back and forth at the blond couple. His eyesight was getting blurrier by the second.
"It'll take some time for them to get use to it, pet," Spike reassured Buffy when he saw her face fall at Giles' tirade.
"They will. They have to. It will just take some time," Buffy declared. She looked first at Spike and then at Giles. "You all got used to Angel, didn't you?"
"Oi, Slayer, don't mention his name!" exclaimed Spike. He sat up straighter in the armchair. Don't mention that poof's name around me, please. Stupid wanker.
Buffy returned to Spike's lap, and she said contritely, "I'm sorry, Spike. I don't love him anymore. You know that I picked you over him. You are my champion, not him. No more Angel breath for Buffy. I promise." She pressed her lips to Spike's in a sweet kiss reminicent of the one she gave him after he took the beating for Dawn.
Giles groaned. He reached for his scotch glass, but he knocked it off the end table. "Bloody Hell!"
Buffy jumped up from Spike's lap. "Are you alright, Giles?"
"No, not really, Buffy. I appear to be rather ... blind," replied Giles, unhappily. Buffy walked over to Giles, and she waved her hand in front of his unseeing eyes.
"How did this happen?" Buffy asked her blinded Watcher. She turned and looked at Spike. Like we don't have a clue, she giggled to him through the claim.
"A spell, I would think," Giles answered. He was feeling more than a bit lost at the moment. What good is a Watcher if he can't watch?
"We will get it fixed, Rupes. A general reversal spell should do the trick," Spike announced. He leapt to his feet, and he moved to the bookshelf. He looked at the titles until he found the book he wanted. He picked it out, and he leafed through the pages. "Here's a good one, but we need some ingredients. I will just write them down for you, luv." Spike grabbed a pen and paper. He scribbled some words down for Buffy.
"You are going to help?" Giles questioned. He was feeling totally out of sorts about the whole situation now. Why was William the Bloody doing anything nice? Wasn't he an evil, vile creature of the night?
"You'll essentially be m'father-in-law, right? Well, there is nothing more important to me than family," Spike replied. He handed Buffy a list of supplies to get at the Magic Box. Showtime for Captain Cardboard, pet, he thought to her.
Buffy took the list from Spike, and she gave him a big hug, "Of course, we are all family now!" She pressed a kiss so sensual on his lips she knew she had curled his toes in his boots. She grabbed her coat and backpack. Buffy hummed a merry little tune when she left the apartment. She savored the feeling that she could still affect Spike the way she use to. Buffy had worried about that little fact for the past few months while they had battled the First.
"Time for another drink," Giles announced. He held out his empty glass to Spike.
"Capital idea, mate," Spike declared. He took the glass from Giles, and he promptly found the decanter along with a glass of his own.