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Experimental

Jillian K

Disclaimer: BTVS is property of Joss Whedon and Mutant enemy. This fic is intended for entertainment purposes only so no money is being made of it. As if anybody would pay.

Summary: In a different Sunnydale in where the demon threat has been neutralized the slayer protects a vampire from the Initiative labs.

Author’s note: For anyone interested “Experimental” has a companion piece titled “Night Watcher” (sucky title I know). It is done in Spike’s POV and is incredible mushy, but then again our favorite vamp has his mushy moments. Plus, I am feeling rather mushy after a very good weekend;)

Entry # 19 cont.

I was human so I had to come up for air eventually but I really wanted to kiss him forever. He was a wonderful kisser. Seductively sweet. All lips and tongue exploring deep inside me and tasting all that I have while leaving his own taste behind. Intoxicating. And fangs were not even an issue.

Actually, I am the one that bites.

I stretched across his bed and he did the same. We lay side by side enjoying the closeness. There was no need to go any further, at least not yet.

“What are you thinking?” the softest whisper.

“I’m thinking why didn’t we do this sooner? God, William that felt so good” I was gushing but he deserved it.

His slightly swollen lips curled into a self-satisfied smile. The male ego strikes again.

He moved closer to me and nuzzled my neck while laying tiny kisses across my throat. I relaxed into the sensation as I curled my fingers in his hair and breathed in his scent.

Sometime ago, Willow told me that Tara was not the first person she loved but she was the love that felt right. I have to admit I had no idea what she was talking about. Love seemed too complicated to ever be right. Now I see the possibilities.

I was high with the rightness of it all. In this moment, in this life I had found what I’ve been lacking.

And it was a vampire. Ironic much?

The object of my desire seemed to be having a similar epiphany because he looked as amazed as I felt. His adoring gaze comforted me because I knew without a doubt that he loved me.

And all it took was one kiss and I had dethroned Drusilla and he displaced Riley. Maybe they can get together and compare notes on how truly pathetic they are while basking on the glory that is us.

Of course just as I am about to break into song the phone rings. I am seriously tempted not to answer but it could be Willow with news about tonight. I leave a pouting vampire on the bed and run upstairs.

My hunch was right. My best friend was calling to confirm our plans. She wanted to know when I would be dropping off William. I really hadn’t thought about it so I gave her a time off the top of my head. Hopefully I would have enough time to return home before Riley made his appearance.

I wanted to get off the phone but Willow had sensed that something was different. She asked me if something had changed. I said that it hadn’t but that I needed to get back to something important and we agreed to talk when I went to drop Spike at her house.

When I returned to the basement he was nowhere to be seen. For a moment I panicked thinking that the Initiative had somehow made its way here without my noticing (love evidently feeds on IQ points) but the sound of water moving through the pipes alerted me that he was probably just washing up. I ran back upstairs.

He was in the first floor bathroom and I could hear the shower running. I tried the knob and found it to be unlocked. I could just go in.

And he would be there. Wet and without any clothes on.

What would happen next? I wondered.

I ran my right hand along the smooth wood that made up the door. It was a poor substitute for what I really wanted to hold.

A few moments later, I heard the shower being turned off and the shower door open. Oh God he was stepping out.

My hand tightened on the knob. Just one turn away from Paradise. I just needed to…

THUD

The loud noise made me jump out of my skin. I opened the door to the bathroom and stepped inside. The room was exceedingly humid and warm. The steam had clouded all the mirrors and fixtures. And amidst the blue/green tiles facedown lay an unconscious vamp.

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