Title: Too Much Grief 4/10
Authors: Eaglewolf & Donna (aka-Cashew)
Rating: NC-17 over all
Feedback: Please. It's always appreciated.
Disclaimer: Joss, Fox, and everyone else in their sandbox own it.

"Giles?" Buffy looked into the eyes of her undead lover.

"Yes, luv?" He asked his eyes filled with desire for her, his eyes roving all over her body.

"Where did you get those?" she said indicating Travers.

"Travers had them" he shrugged. "Doubt he expected them to be used on him, I guess he was going to make sure I went to meet you sooner than later. They knew I was insane with grief...I don't think they realized just how much you meant to me, how much I need you. You're mine for all eternity now. Why don't you strip for me and for the little maggot!" It wasn't a request but a command.

Buffy looked from her sire to Travers. She could feel his fear and it was driving her crazy. She was still fighting the demon within, but the demon was winning. She knew it was only a matter of time before she gave incompletely. She laughed as the thought of Angel; they were of the same species now.

As if he could feel her thoughts Giles slapped her, hard. "STRIP. Let the last thing he sees be something beautiful, and mine. Let him know what he tried to take from me." Buffy looked at Travers again and began to removed her clothing slowly, dancing to the beat in her head.

Travers was tied naked in a chair, sweating profusely as he felt the maggots crawling all over his body. He looked into Buffy's eyes begging her to help him. She might be dead but she was always going to be a slayer.

"I want to drink... his fear is intoxicating. Oh Giles... What have you done to me?" she whispered, still stripping for her Sire and the man she hated above all others.

*CRACK* Giles slapped Buffy hard across the cheek and she fell to the ground whimpering. Giles pulled her back up and looked her straight in the eyes, his game face on. She felt his call and responded, the demon in her getting stronger every second. She wanted Giles to be happy above all else.

Travers could feel some of the flesh-eating maggots digging into his skin while others just climbed higher and higher. One particularly large one crawled into his mouth and started to go down his throat. Travers started to choke and his eyes started to bulge as Buffy unbuttoned her jeans and slowly pulled them off. The last thing Travers ever saw was Giles running his hands over a very naked Buffy as maggots burst out through his eyeballs.

The beauty of The Council's pets was the spell that Giles had cast over them which caused the victim to live on, in agony, until the maggots had had their fill or at least until the brain was completely consumed. However, they left his ears alone, so he could hear the savage lovemaking going on in front of him. Buffy's demanding voice saying, "Use me. Fuck me." and Giles growling back at her. "You're mine whore!" That, and the last image Travers ever saw caused an erection, which one of the maggots devoured. Travers screamed as it ate its way through his hard flesh.

Giles spurted into Buffy as Travers last scream echoed through the silence. They were drunk on the fear the man had telegraphed as he died. Buffy felt herself convulsing around Giles and milked every last drop of cold seed from him. She bit down into his neck hard and when she looked back up, the demon had taken control. The slayer had retreated. They turned to see what state Travers was in now and saw one of he maggots bursting through his cheek.

"The beautiful thing about them is..." Giles said as they watched the maggots explode, flesh and blood flying everywhere, "they self-destruct. Handy torturous little things. It's a pity he didn't have anymore. I would have liked to use them on Parker. Hmm, pity about the mess though. I don't think we should stay here any longer; someone is bound to check here sometime. I'd rather we were far away by then."

Buffy and Giles left his apartment, leaving behind the skeleton of Quentin Travers who would never be interfering in anyone's life again. Buffy took one last look and growled "Thank you" to the bones. It was because of this delicious kill she'd given up the fight and given into the darkness and her true self.

After some consideration of the possibilities, Buffy and Giles decided where they wanted to move. They had found the perfect little mansion owned by the sweetest little couple. It was an easy matter to get invited; after all, Giles did visit them every other Friday for tea. They sat and shared tea with sweet little Mr. And Mrs. Dempsey, learning all about their son Tom who died in the war. Tsked with them that all their friends where gone and wasn't it so sad that they couldn't have more children after Tom. Then they had Mr. and Mrs. Dempsey for dessert. Literally.

Giles glanced over to Buffy and dropped sweet little dead Mr. Dempsey to the ground. His body grew hard at the sight of his beloved noisily enjoying her dessert. Buffy lifted her blood soaked face to Giles and smiled. "Tsk, tsk." Giles grinned, "You are a messy eater."

Buffy licked her lips and wiped her face on sweet little dead Mrs. Dempsey's skirt.

"Mmm, good." She purred.

"C'mere." Giles growled.

Buffy sauntered over to Giles, recognizing the unmistakable signs of arousal. "Hmm? What?" She asked coyly.

Giles pulled her to him and ravaged her mouth, enjoying the unique flavor of Buffy mixed with the salty sweet tang of blood. Buffy drew Giles tongue into her mouth and sucked, purring.

Giles grew viciously hard. Grabbing her head, he ripped his mouth from hers, panting for unneeded breaths. Staring into her eyes, he forced her to her knees in front of him. Holding her head with one hand, he unzipped his jeans with the other, freeing his engorged cock.

Unimaginatively, he growled. "Suck on this."

Buffy grinned, licking her lips as he forced her head to his crotch. She opened her mouth to respond and he surged past her lips, hissing as her teeth grazed him. He held her head steady as he thrust in and out, fucking her mouth.

"Swallow bitch!" he hissed at her. Buffy greedily swallowed, deep-throating him. Giles slid down her throat buried to the hilt. Groaning, he threw back his head as he shot his cold seed down her throat.

Buffy growled in arousal and sank her fangs in the flesh surrounding his cock, drinking his blood as she swallowed his seed.

Willow banged on Xander's door, sobbing and screaming his name. Since Buffy's funeral, they hadn't seen or heard from Giles. She'd been in the shadows when his apartment door had opened and some instinct had kept her still. It had saved her life. Shock had kept her silent as Giles and Buffy burst out the door laughing.

"Buffy!" Willows mind had sputtered. "Y-y-you're..."

Buffy turned into the light and Willow had bit her lip clean through to keep from screaming as she saw the flash of Buffy's fangs.

Xander flung open the door. "What!"

He stopped as he saw it was Willow. He stared at her in consternation. "Willow! What's wrong?"

"Buffy!" Willow gasped out between sobbing breaths. "Giles! Alive!" She wheezed.

"Giles is alive yes. Buffy..."

"NO! They're dead! Alive! Vampire!"

Xander looked at her in disbelief and panic. "Willow..."

"NO! We don't have time for you to doubt me! I saw them! Oh God! I SAW them! Oh I wish Tara was here! Xander, you and Anya go to the Magic Box and get me..." She started scribbling on a piece of paper she tore from a notepad. "These things. Meet me back here. I'm gonna go check out Giles place and get Spike!"

They all took off, Xander and Anya quickly gathered the items Willow needed, while Willow peeked through Giles windows. Seeing nothing moving, she cautiously opened the door, stake at the ready. She crept into the living room and fell to her knees gagging. Tied to a chair in the middle of the room were the remains of... somebody.

Tears streamed down her face knowing Buffy and Giles had done this. She struggled to her feet, jaw clenched. Whoever did this, turned Buffy and Giles, would pay. Pay dearly.

Xander and Anya finished stuffing a bag with the things Willow needed and turned to leave. They both stopped dead when they saw Buffy and Giles standing by the door. Xander dropped the bag in shock at the sight of Buffy. A part of him hadn't believed Willow, had thought maybe the stress had gotten to her. His blood ran cold at the sight of them. Anya backed into him, trembling, reaching for his hand.

"G-man? Buffster? What's the what?"

"Shut up you inane little twit!" Giles snarled.

Buffy smiled as she sauntered over to the frozen pair. "Mmm, lookit Giles! Snacks!"

Giles snorted. "You want to eat that? Go ahead. I think I wanna play with the demon." Giles morphed.

Xander pulled Anya behind him, pulling out a stake. "Giles, stay back! I don't want to hurt you!"

Giles sneered at him. "What? Ya gonna whine me to death? Ponce!"

Xanders eyes filled with tears, desperately trying to remember that this was no longer Giles, but a demon.

"Oh, lookit Buffy, he's going boo-hoo."

"Leave him alone!" Anya yelled from behind Xander.

"Okay." Giles said agreeably. "I wanna play with you instead. I always liked your ass. Doesn't she have a pretty ass Buffy?"

Buffy grinned licking her lips. "Can I taste..."

Xander leaped at Giles, hoping to take him down, grossly underestimating the former Watcher. Giles tossed Xander against a bookcase, like so much rubbish. Anya screamed. There was the sound of flesh striking flesh and Anya was quiet.

Xander groggily tried to sit up, hoarsely calling for Anya. He fuzzily focused on Buffy and Giles and saw Giles sling over Anya over his shoulder. The last thing he heard before passing out was Giles growling at Buffy. "C'mon my whore. My childe."

Giles snarled. "She's not waking up! You hit her too hard!" He whirled and backhanded Buffy sending her flying.

She got to her feet and growled. "She's faking!"

Giles whirled back to the ex-demon who was chained spread-eagle from the ceiling to the floor in the middle of the room. "You faking?" He heard her breathing accelerate just a little bit. He laughed. "Tsk, tsk. Not good to make the boss mad. C'mon Miss I want an orgasm, doncha wanna play with us?"

Buffy sniffed at Anyas body. "Mmm, I can smell her, she wants to play." Buffy dropped to the ground and shoved her head under Anyas skirt, sniffing at her crotch. Buffy popped her head back out and grinned up at Giles. "She wants to play. She's all wet. So much for Xander, hmmm?"

Buffy ran her hands up her own nearly naked body. All she was wearing was Giles shirt. Her hands cupped her own naked breasts. "Anya? Ya think I'm pprreeetttyy, ya wanna ffuucckkk me?" Buffy giggled as she heard Anya's heart rate speed up even more. "She does! She does! Giles? I never fucked a woman. Can I?"

Giles smiled indulgently. "Go ahead."

Buffy grabbed Anyas dress and ripped it from her body. "Mmm, pretty." She shredded Anya's bra and panties leaving her naked. She ran her hands up Anya's legs and slid her fingers into Anya's body. "Ooohhh Giles, she's all wet and hot!! She likes me!"

Anya looked down at what used to be the greatest Slayer in history and her heart ached for her. Tears gathered at the feel of her cold fingers in a place only Xander had known. Her sobs muffled by the tape over her mouth, seemed to excite Buffy. Anya moaned at the sensations caused by Buffy's wriggling fingers.

"Giles, she likes to play! Come play with her!"

Giles grinned and came up behind the ex-demon and gripping her hips, rammed his rock hard cold cock where Buffy's fingers had been. Anya screamed, guiltily jerking away from the pleasure.

The former Watcher snarled. "Bad Anya! You need to be punished!" He leered down at Buffy sprawled at Anya's feet. "Should I spank her?"

Buffy clapped her hands in delight. "Yay! Goody!" She looked at Anya and winked. "Giles is gonna spank you! Don't worry, it only hurts a little."

Giles grabbed Anya's ass and spread her cheeks apart. Pulling out of her hot depths, he plunged into her tight ass.

Anya's eyes bulged and her shriek was muffled by the tape. Giles hands held her still as he plunged in and out, his way eased by Anya's juices and blood.

Buffy bounced up and down. "Spank her harder! It's better when it's harder.

Anya was sobbing even as the pain turned to pleasure. Her hips started bucking against Giles, tears streaming down her face at her body's betrayal.

Buffy grabbed Anya's hips from the front and buried her face between her legs. Buffy experimentally licked at Anya. "Mmm, good!" She was soon enthusiastically licking and sucking as Giles pumped. Buffy morphed and sank her fangs into Anya, right at her clit, sucking up her juices and her blood.

Giles could hear Buffy enjoying Anya and it sent him over. He pumped the ex-demon full of his cold seed. Anya convulsed against Buffy's mouth, her orgasm hitting her hard and fast. Buffy pulled away, cum and blood trickling down her chin.

"Giles," Buffy begged. "Let me make her? She likes to play!" Then she grinned. "Think of what it'll do to Xander when he finds out his girlfriend is a vamp?"

Giles grinned back at her, relishing the pain that little poof would experience. "Go ahead," he gave Buffy permission. Buffy resumed sucking at Anya, till she sagged against the chains. Giles released her and she fell to the floor at Buffy's feet, barely conscious. Buffy scored herself at her own clit and dragged Anyas face against the cut, forcing Anya's mouth against the blood oozing there. Anya started vigorously sucking at Buffy, who came against her childe as she was made.

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