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22 September 2012 @ 11:38 pm
Time to say goodbye.  
Characters: Samantha, Barbara. Then Spike and Angel.
Time: 3 AM
Location: Angel's Mansion.
Thread Status: Open to Barbara at first. Followed by Spike, and then Angel.

Sam sat there for the next hour, her eyes searching her lovers as he spoke to her about … everything that had happened between him and Buffy the vampire Slayer. Some of the things.. she never could imagine him doing, but others.. she was unable to repress the growl of jealousy that erupted through her clenched lips. But, she had to keep her calm, she promised him that she would.

He told her about how the dream had started with him being obsessed with always wanting to kill her. To get another slayer in his notch of kills in his bedpost.. but it turned into something else. The obsession changed and he became.. in love with her. The dream… it had changed everything. His heart. His mind. his body. His .. well, mini-him. He had tried to get her to be with him, but nothing had ever happened.

She turned him down at every turn and every corner. That was.. until she had died.

Buffy died saving the world - ugh - for the second time, and Spike had been utterly devastated. Her heart admittedly hurt at the idea of Spike being so heart broken, and she had curled up into his side, trying to be comforting as he talked. She felt better when he had wrapped her up in his arms, holding her close to him as he continued to talk. He told her of how Buffy just wanted to feel.

During a very… very terrible little couple of days where everyone was singing. Although, Sam admitted that she would have loved to be there.. she would have loved to hear him sing.. She was sure that it was.. heavenly and sinful at the same time. His voice just did that to her regularly.. she couldn't wait to hear him sing to her one day. But anyway. After all the singing.. they had kissed. And their relationship began.

She, of course, was ashamed of being with him. She kept their relationship a secret, and he continued to sleep with her whenever he wanted to, and whenever she wanted to as well. They brought down buildings, literally.. and it made Sam want to destroy an even bigger building then an already condemned house.. Just to one up the slayer.

The relationship had ended sourly.

But for some reason, she kept him in her heart. So close to it that she would let him be apart of the good fight, and Sam was a little upset by that. She couldn't shake the feeling that Buffy was still in love with Spike, and that she would do anything to get him back. Well, maybe not anything, but that she wouldn't mind the vampire to be so close to her again.

The conversation had turned to her, but she was unable to tell him anything, because there were footsteps in the mansion, and they had belonged to her sire. There was only one set, and she took in a deep breath. She could feel the sorrow, and the pride, and the.. just pain… she didn't know what else was there, but she knew what this was going to be.


She turned to Spike and pressed a soft kiss to his mouth, her fingers gently tracing the skin over his cheekbones, down his cheek and chin before she was up and out of the bedroom before he even had a chance to blink. She moved down the hallway, and down the main staircase to see Barbara sitting by the fire. She took in a deep, unneeded breathe again and crossed her arms over her chest.

"How long are you staying?" she asked softly.

She knew that her sire brought her here for a reason. She knew, that that reason was either the fight.. or Spike. She also knew, that even though they loved each other dearly, and that they were family.. and best friends.. Sometimes when one had a different path than another.. they had to let them go. Because if you truly love something.. or someone.. you must let them go.
wildlyinnocent: heart and soulwildlyinnocent on November 8th, 2012 08:37 pm (UTC)
Sam didn't really have much time to think once her sire had came and was currently laying collapsed on the floor just feet away from her and Spike. Before she felt his arm wrapping around her waist, pulling her tighter to her body, and beginning to pound relentlessly inside of her. Giving into the primal urge that he seemed to be holding back only moments ago.

Maybe it was because she had her sire, they had her with them, and it seemed.. even though it was heavenly to have both the people that meant the world to her in her embrace during passion... it felt different with just Spike. It felt right, and wonderful, and like it was just the two of them in the world.

When he was kissing her, before he was teasing her with his lips just hovering above hers.. she could taste her sire on his lips. For a quick moment, it hurt her non-beating heart to think that they had been kissing just moments ago... The two people that were hers, and not each other, were kissing and sharing a moment of passion that was just the two of them. But then she had to remind herself... that Spike had had Barbara for much longer than she had.. he had the right to be with her whenever he wanted.. Not that she really liked that idea..

Spike was hers. Hers alone, and she didn't like the idea of him fucking someone that wasn't her. At least, not while she was around. Although, if down the line they were to have a moment like this again, she wasn't entirely sure how her attitude would be toward it, to see his pale cock slipping in and out of a pussy that wasn't hers. To see him biting a nipple that wasn't hers... to watch him caress another body that wasn't hers...

She was never sure if she would be able to get rid of that possessive feeling now that she had Spike, and that she had his mark on her. A mark that would never go away, a mark that she would never want to go away. It was a mark that meant he had claimed her as his own... and someday, she hoped that he would let her do the same. Claim him completely as her own. Even though she knew that she already had his heart, at least, she knew he already had his penis.

It wasn't much longer after that, did she hear the slamming of a door in the distance, and she knew that Angel had come back. But Spike didn't seem to be stopping, nor did he seem to want to stop, and she was glad.. Angel had already interrupted them once, he didn't need to do it again.. she was sure that she would kill him if he did.

She growled against the space between their lips, her hands coming up to grip the back of his neck and pull his wonderful lips back down to hers in a bruising passionate kiss. Her legs immediately locking around his waist as she moved against him, grunts and moans lingering between their mouths to the point when she wasn't sure if it was herself that was making the noises, or that it was him.

But she heard a growl that distinctly wasn't her own, or his, but coming from the doorway of the living room, and she knew that Angel had found them, and he wasn't looking at them, he was looking at Barbara.

Barbara who had the scent of blood and fresh orgasm warming over her, and her hair was messy, and her clothing wasn't her own but it was Sam's... She wished in that moment that Spike wasn't kissing her... She really wished she could see the look on Angel's face. It was probably priceless.