"William the bloody... I would have thought you would have been more eager to sink your fangs into a throat?" Spike couldn't contain his excitement as he ran his bare fangs up and down your unprotected throat.

"I just want to make sure you actually want to go through with this."

"I want to be a vampire Spike, just imagine the two of us together. Even the Slayer wouldn't stand a chance." You could feel the corners of his lips curl into a fierce smile.

"Of course, the bloody Slayer. Don't worry about her, this is just about us. There's more to being a vampire than living for centuries, unmatched power and demonic skills you know? A good demon should always have a passion burning inside of them, a craving to wreak havoc and destruction amongst mortal men."

"You're turning me into a vampire, not enrolling me into an art degree. Come on, the sun will be up soon and the quicker you turn me, the faster we can get to plotting." He pulled his lips from your neck and took a few moments to make sure nobody sat sleuthing around the alley in which you had concealed yourselves.

"There could be millennium left in your lifetime, you could learn to be a little bit more bloody patient." He finally returned, this time his eyes wide and lustful.

"Does it normally hurt?" You asked, outstretching your neck to expose the vast network of deep veins and rich blood.

"It's worth the pain." He wrapped his hand around the back of your neck. "You will die too, not sure if I told you that part already but you'll be back before you even know it."

"Back as new and improved y/n?"

"You will be more powerful than you could ever imagine. Of course it takes the person to use that power to its full potential but you have my utmost faith. I don't turn just anybody you know."

"How long do you think it will take?"

"These questions are insufferable can I please just... can I please just bloody drink?" Without a chance to object his fangs sunk deeply into your flesh and the world in front of you became little but a blurry haze of colour and light. He reluctantly pulled his lips away and held you gently as you fell into what felt like a cold, deep sleep.

"You are gentle Spike, no matter what everyone thinks." You managed to stay awake just long enough for a goodbye.

"Just relax... if anything go and die for all I care."

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