Genre: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Word Count: 19,261
Young men are turning up old and dead, everyone seems to be having way more sex than she is and, worse, Buffy is struggling with Theatre Appreciation while have naughty thoughts about a certain vampire. Obviously, there is evil abound.
My thanks to sparky955 for her beta and to picowrimo for getting me off my butt. Follow the link to AO3
“Why does there have to be anything in it for you? Why can’t you just do it out of the goodness of your no-longer beating heart?”
“Because it’s no longer beating and I don’t do nothing lest it serves me and my needs.”
“Fine. Blood, money, name it. What do you want?” She crossed her arms and awaited his answer.
Besides you? Not bloody much, he was tempted to answer. He knew a blow to his face would be the Slayer’s response to that suggestion. And he knew deep down inside that he didn’t have a chance with that route. No, the Slayer didn’t want crass suggestions, she wanted romance, she wanted…. “Dinner.”
“Me and you. No snarky comments, no airs, just two people having dinner.”
“I’m just supposed to what? Sit there and watch you drink blood? That’s disgusting!”
Spike threw his hands up in the air and turned away. “No, I meant at a rest… you know what? Forget it! I should have known you couldn’t do this.” He pushed off chair and started to retreat to the lower reaches of his crypt. ‘Deal with your demon all by your lonesome, unless of course you’re too busy shagging the Whelp or your Watcher.”