Title: Choices 13/21
Author: Tori Deathangel
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: B/G
Disclaimer: Joss/Mutant enemy has it all. I just want to play for awhile
Distribution: Take it if you want it
Their lips met again and again.
"Rupert," smack, "Honey," their lips touched again, "I like the idea of just shagging up, but I want to remember more of where our honeymoon was then just the interior of this room and the airport."
He pulled away from her just enough to stare into her eyes, "Well, what did you have in mind?"
"Well shower first," she noticed the wicked grin he had plastered on his face, "Separately, or we'll never get out." His face went into a pout. "Later Romeo, I'll make it up to you." His smile perked back up. "Then for a change, I thought we would go out and eat. Perhaps even see more of the island at night."
"Alright Luv, what you want we'll do." He patted her rump. "Now run along, I have plans of getting back early."
They walked along the shore and someone came running up to them from the rest of the crowd that was there. "Hey have a pint." They looked at the contents and both of their faces shot white as they returned their gaze at the party. The guests were feeding off the inhabitants of the island.
"Damn, no matter where I go, work manages to find me." They tagged behind one of the vamps determined to take them out one by one. Picking up shards of broken driftwood they were about to strike, when a police car pulled up, the officer jumping out gun in hand, "Hold it right there." The vamp they were chasing ran off and they turned to the cop who had full game face on. Like their target they fled as well. Managing their way to their hotel.
In the morning they looked at the paper that was delivered to their room. The headlines read, "Possible Slayer On Island" They read further on to discover this is a vacation hotspot for vamps and sure enough the agent that sold them this package also has the largest food chain on the island.
Her nose wrinkled up, "We can't take on an island."
"Yes my thoughts exactly." He looked at his wife. "They know we're here. We best leave before nightfall." They hastily packed, paid their tab at the hotel and caught a cab for the airport. There they exchanged their later tickets for something around the now category as long as it left the island.
"Sir? We have a plane leaving in an hour for Orlando."
"Fine, fine. Get us on it."
Buffy hugged him close, "Oooohhh, you know Disneyland would be a great place to finish what we started." Her eyes darted up to him pleading. However no matter how much he had tried to resist he never could deny her anything. He smiled down at her and gently placed a kiss on her soft lips. He found himself lost in her eyes not noticing the agent trying to give him his tickets.
"They are boarding already."
He acknowledged her and grabbed their baggage. They did not speak to each other until they were safely in their hotel room in Florida.
"Well, I don't think the whole city is infested so I think we'll be safe."
He looked at her and rolled his eyes at her comment, "You'll never let me live this down will you?"
She snuggled close to him, "It'll be quicker if you take us to Disneyland."
"The place with the talking mouse???" He tried to look as though he has never exposed himself to that stuff, but his bemused expression gave it away. "I suppose I do owe you some fun that doesn't involve our room." He stopped in his thought, "But perhaps that doesn't have to stop us." He arched an eyebrow at her.