Dana0715
04-29-2009, 08:38 AM
Rating - NC17
Disclaimer - I own nothing regarding Buffy, but "hat's off" to Joss Whedon for his creative genious. If you're under 18, go somewhere else. Definite smut in this fic
Summary - Buffy has been sprayed by a Euros demon and causes her hormones to go haywire. Spike killed the demon but finds that Buffy is in a strange predicament. Takes place sometime during season 2 after Angel becomes Angelus
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Buffy had been fighting this crazy Euros demon for the past ten minutes and she was getting tired. He was a big, blubberous looking monster that breathed green icky smelling smoke. Buffy had already been doused with it several times and she knew she would spend the night in her shower just scrubbing off the smell
"Hey Chubbo!" she yelled from behind the..... thing. She had a sword in her hands, swishing it this way and that threateningly, "Word to the wise Chubbs. You REALLY need a breath mint!"
It was like he understood her and became increasingly angry. He rared back and roared loud and long, the green smoke encompassing Buffy again and you can hear her coughing
"You know..... "(cough, hack!) She waved a hand in front of her face in disgust, wrinkling her nose, "Mouthwash can be your friend too buddy!" she snarked while she choked, coughed and tears coming out of her eyes because the green smoke stung them
Then she began realizing her body was feeling.... well, very, VERY warm.
Buffy ducked away from the monster when it tried to paw her. She tucked, rolled and was back on her feet, breathing hard
Geez! What's my deal? She was asking herself this while poising to strike. She would have to take off the monster's head, it was the only way to kill it. But getting to it was causing a problem due to being blinded by that freakin' green smoke all the time. And now, her breathing was changing, and places on her body were..... tingling. Like.... strangest thing. The area between her legs was getting increasingly damp and throbbing and....
Oh. My. God!! Buffy was trying to keep her mind in the fight, but holy cow!! She was about ready to cum. This was crazy!! That green smokey stuff was making her..... Ok this was REALLY wigging her out. Why is this happening and WHY is it happening NOW of all times??? She is NOT supposed to lose her head like this during battle!
Her brain was wanting sex, and so was her body, and the fight had just left her. She smiled slightly at the monster and dropped her sword because her hormones couldn't keep her in the fight. He pawed at her again, and once again she was able to at least tuck and roll, but now her sword was several feet away from her. And she breathing hard and feeling more tingles as she stood and smiled, "You know Chubs.... you're actually kinda cute!"
Then the head was suddenly severed off the blubberous demon, green goo spurting out everywhere and with Buffy's quick reflexes, she dove into the bushes to avoid the spray of slimey goo and then peeked over the hedges to see who the hero was
The monster is dead, the head severed, and Spike was holding Buffy's sword that she had dropped, obviously having been the one to kill the beast
A vampire holding a slayer's sword? Ohhh! This was NOT good!
"Well!" Spike commented and looked over at Buffy with a cheeky grin, "That was a bloody mess eh?"
Oh sh!t!! The sight of Spike..... SPIKE of all people, her nemesis, her arch enemy....... God she wanted to do him here and now!
And where the HELL did that thought come from?? She hated her traitorous body right now!
"Ahhh!" Buffy cried out, her body nearing orgasm at just the SIGHT of a nice male form, even if it is demonic. She fell to her knees and then forward on her hands where she was in an all fours position, her head thrown back, mouth open, she began rocking forward and back a few times..... it felt incredibly good with her tight jeans rubbing against her, but it wasn't enough
Spike was waving around the sword, taking a few practice swings in midair and commenting, "Hmmm, let's see.... there's a Slayer on her hands and knees in front of me, what's a vampire such as myself to do? I could cut your pretty little head off, mount it in my trophy case..... or I could..."
He sniffed the air, then grinned wide, chuckling and slapping his leg, "Balderdash! You're aroused!" He asked the following with almost childish delight, "Did I do that?"
By now Buffy was in the fetal position on the ground in the park, a dead demon just a few feet away and Spike standing over her, running a thumb over the edge of the sword to test it's sharpness. Finally, he squatted next to her, the sword just above her head
"You know, I always say the best slayer is a dead slayer..... but that Euros demon gave me a FUN idea. Didn't your Watcher warn you of that green smoke and what it does?"
He leaned toward her like he was whispering a secret, "The more you ingest or breathe of that stuff, the more horny it makes you. Nasty smelling stuff, but apparently... " he looked her over quickly, ideas obviously coming to mind and licking his lips, "It works huh?"
Buffy was writhing on the ground and Spike smirked, "Need a little help there love?"
"Go to hell!" Buffy seethed
Spike tsked her, clucking his tongue, "Aw! Now now Buffy! That's no way to talk to a vampire that holds your life in the balance. So!" He stands quickly and stalks around her, "Which sword do I use? The one in my hands or the one in my pants? The latter would be a lot more fun! Would you like to choose Slayer?"
She didn't answer, gritting her teeth, trying to fight it and not winning. Spike is an impatient guy that loses interest in games quickly. So he finally was tired of the game and tossed the sword aside non-chalantly, "You didn't answer quick enough pet. I guess it's my choice!"
To Buffy's horror, her body wasn't obeying her commands. The ones that told her to run or fight. Instead, Spike quickly knelt next to her, turned her roughly on her back, pinned her arms above her head and was lying on top of her within seconds ...... and by God she was moaning and wriggling against him, dry humping against her arch enemy!
Spike loved this new side of the Slayer and he chuckled, "Little impatient there love? Don't you know we vamps can go all night if we have to?" He whispered in her ear, taunting her, "That would be the ultimate torture, don't you think? Keep bringing you to a point where you're about to cum.... where you badly need to cum and then not letting you, then biting you, drinking a little taste from you, weakening you each time,...doing it over and over. That is the best blood tasted love, when a woman is near orgasm or actually having one. The blood pumps hard through the body and it's so SWEET! I'll have you going insane by sun-up, pet."
She still had her strength now though and she used every last bit of it. She flipped them to where Spike was on his back and she was straddled on top of him, pulling out a wooden stake from her waistband and pointing it threateningly at his heart
"Here's the deal Spike!" she was breathing hard and helplessly grinding herself against him to get some relief, but keeping the stake against his heart, "Get me off and you live. Got it?"
"Oooh! I like kinky! I almost wish Dru was here to see this!"
"I'm not into voyeurism Spike. And frankly, I'd almost rather go find Xander and do him." Buffy began to whine a little, amazing even her, "But he's too far away and would be all lovesick afterward. Angel has lost his soul and I can't ask him, he WOULD kill me now, but you..... you I can control. And you're available."
Spike gave her a chagrined look, "Not really poppet. I'm with Dru."
"I meant you're HERE and underneath ME. So...." she ground against him harder, causing a harsh expletive to come out of his mouth, "We have a deal? You be my b!tch for the next few minutes and you live?"
Spike always secretly found Buffy to be incredibly sexy. Even vampires notice hot blondes! And since Dru is more interested lately in Angelus..... and Angelus was taunting him while he was in a wheelchair by pursuing Dru right in front of his face.... well if Angelus can take his love, he can take Angelus's and throw it in his face later. Angelus probably thinks Spike is still somewhere within the factory in his wheelchair. Spike does these nightly jaunts to get his exercise, he sneaks out and then sneaks back before anyone notices he's gone and gets back in his wheelchair, feigning sickness.
Decision made, looking down at the stake poised at his heart and the gorgeous blonde riding him, he muttered, "You got a deal Slayer."
They couldn't get each other's clothes off fast enough. Buffy got Spike out of his duster and red long sleeved shirt, then his black undershirt, then worked quickly on his belt and pants, need coursing through her in waves
She needed him inside her NOW
Spike, with ideas of revenge against Angelus upmost in his mind, began tearing Buffy's blouse and bra off of her in his haste
"Hey! That's my favorite blouse!" Buffy exclaimed as she noticed the tear in the front
"You wanted to shag me, this is what you get Slayer. Hard, fast and rough!"
Spike now flipped them to where he was on top again and began pulling down her jeans. He almost bit his own tongue off when he saw her black lacy knickers. Who knew innocent little Buffy liked sexy underwear?
He pulled those off as well, tossing them lightly toward his clothes on purpose. He's keeping those as a trophy! Since Buffy already had him unbuckled and unzipped, he only dropped his pants to his ankles
When he was about ready to take her, he noticed she was still holding the wooden stake in her hand. He quickly batted it away, causing it to roll several feet away
"You won't need that love. I only intend to kill you with pleasure for tonight."
He really wished he had a Polaroid camera. She was naked, legs spread, dripping wet, the aroused smell of her in the air and so incredibly hot
For him! Even if it is because he's the only one there to help in this predicament and she's high on some kind of hormonal smoke.... still, it's perfect!
Buffy was tired of waiting and exclaimed, "F*ck me dammit!!"
Instead, he decided to make her beg as he lowered his mouth to her p*ssy and began tongueing her
Her fingers speared through his platinum blonde hair and pulled, "Oh yeah!" She moved her hips against his mouth and Spike then pinned her hips to the ground using his hands to keep her still, keeping her helpless against his ministrations
Buffy was so close to cumming she couldn't stand it. Spike wasn't letting her move and he controlled the tempo and pressure. Her thighs were squeezing his head as she tried to make him make HER cum
"Spike!!" She cried out, "Do it!! Damn you!! Get ..... me..... off.....NOW!!"
He stopped, his mouth covered in her juices and as he raised his head, he licked his lips, "Say please!"
"What??" Buffy was about to fight against him and all he had to do was lick her again and she was back into being a helpless mound of hormonal putty
"Beg me little Slayer.... I'll give you what you want if you just say please. And you have to say the exact words 'Please Spike'.... I wanna hear my name called out AND you begging."
"Beg YOU?? You've gotta be kidding MEEEE" she cried out again when he licked her slowly again but not letting her get off, it just wasn't enough pressure
She tried to settle her breathing and said, "Spike, I'm going to f*cking kill you for this, I swear to God!"
His mouth was hovering above her heat, taunting her, "The deal was if I make you cum, I live. You're not really going to kill me love. But Angelus has surely taught you by now that we love making Slayers beg..... it could be for their lives or just simply, begging for THIS."
She was warring in her mind. She could toss Spike on his back again and have her way with him. She could do that easily enough, she still had her full strength
But she had to admit to herself she liked this. She liked being held sexually captive like this. She liked a man having control
And somehow, Spike seemed to know that before she did
Maybe he and Angel have talked. Angel now crows about his conquests, now that he's Angelus, and he might have bragged to Spike about their time together
He licked her again, lapping up her juices and looked like he was thoroughly enjoying what he was doing
"You taste like the finest ambrosia.... I could just do this all night. So if you want relief Slayer, you better start doin' some begging. I was not doused with the hormonal smoke.... you're the one needing this, not me."
God this was so humiliating!! Her body was screaming to cum, Spike had about 130 years of practice under his belt, so to speak, and knew of numerous ways to sexually torture a woman
And he would know how to make them cum harder than they ever have too
"Please?" she finally asked meekly
"What was that?" Spike cocked his head to the side to listen, still hovering above her tauntingly
A little bit louder, she said "Please Spike..... make me cum. Please?"
"Now that wasn't so hard, was it poppet?"
His mouth fastened to her clit and he tongued her hard and fast
"OhmygodohmygodohmyGOD... YES! YESSSS!! AHHHHH!!!!" she cried out in the night on what was probably the highest, best orgasm of her life. Spike still held her hips down with his hands, not allowing her to move and forcing her to take whatever he dished out on her
He stayed with her until every last spasm subsided, then like a cat, he crawled up her body until his cock was cradled between her legs, right at her opening and he pulled her hair to get her attention. She opened wide eyes, looking into his
She began moving her hips to try and get him inside her and he still held back. Breathless, staring at Spike's pallid features, currently in it's human form, she sighed and said, "Dru is a lucky girl if this is what she gets from you each night."
Something about that statement actually touched him, but he would never admit it to her. Instead he took her mouth with his, making her taste her juices on his tongue and he rammed his cock inside her, making her take his full length right away, barely giving her time to get used to it
Damn she was tight!! Spike's mind was reeling. He knew Angelus was her first..... but has she not been with him since? That was about a month ago
Her inner muscles squeezed him, a trick she had learned from Angel, and Spike hissed, his face vamped out in the pleasure and he licked a trail down her throat, severely tempted to
"Do it!" Buffy panted, moaning and moving her hips in time with Spike's, "Drink me.... but not too much."
"You don't know what you're asking Slayer."
"I do..... Angel did it too and.... it made me soar. I would have an orgasm, and would feel floaty at the same time, and...."
Spike drove his cock hard inside her again, making her yelp in pleasure, "It's called loss of blood poppet. Drain too much and you die. There is a fine line."
Buffy was meeting him thrust for thrust and ran her fingers through Spike's hair. She was beginning to really like his Billy Idol look, and when he's vamped out
"You know the limits Spike.... do it. Do me! Now!!"
She arched her neck herself and Spike couldn't hold it back anymore. He bit her at the base of the neck at the jugular vein and sucked
"Mmmmmm.... yes!! God, that feels so....."
Spike had slowed down his thrusts but she was nearly there, nearly cumming, he could taste it in her blood. She whimpered underneath him and whispered... "Please..... Spike."
He stopped sucking the blood and just began licking the droplets on her throat while pumping into her, finally making her cum again. Her voice was hoarse now as she cried out, her inner muscles were squeezing Spike's cock until he finally with one last stuttering thrust came in hard spurts inside the slayer
He collapsed on top of her, his face reverting back to human form as he nuzzled her neck, smelling her unique scent and her blood
He raised his head and realized that Buffy has passed out. He checked her pulse and realized it was still beating, but faintly
She's a Slayer, she'll bounce back
Spike got up, grabbed his clothes and dressed, placing her lacy underwear in his pocket. He left her there because it was another ten minutes before sunrise and he needed to get back to the factory fast
"Sorry to leave you in the buff poppet, but if I don't go, I'll burn alive. Hope to see you again soon!"
And Spike took off into the night
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TBC
Disclaimer - I own nothing regarding Buffy, but "hat's off" to Joss Whedon for his creative genious. If you're under 18, go somewhere else. Definite smut in this fic
Summary - Buffy has been sprayed by a Euros demon and causes her hormones to go haywire. Spike killed the demon but finds that Buffy is in a strange predicament. Takes place sometime during season 2 after Angel becomes Angelus
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Buffy had been fighting this crazy Euros demon for the past ten minutes and she was getting tired. He was a big, blubberous looking monster that breathed green icky smelling smoke. Buffy had already been doused with it several times and she knew she would spend the night in her shower just scrubbing off the smell
"Hey Chubbo!" she yelled from behind the..... thing. She had a sword in her hands, swishing it this way and that threateningly, "Word to the wise Chubbs. You REALLY need a breath mint!"
It was like he understood her and became increasingly angry. He rared back and roared loud and long, the green smoke encompassing Buffy again and you can hear her coughing
"You know..... "(cough, hack!) She waved a hand in front of her face in disgust, wrinkling her nose, "Mouthwash can be your friend too buddy!" she snarked while she choked, coughed and tears coming out of her eyes because the green smoke stung them
Then she began realizing her body was feeling.... well, very, VERY warm.
Buffy ducked away from the monster when it tried to paw her. She tucked, rolled and was back on her feet, breathing hard
Geez! What's my deal? She was asking herself this while poising to strike. She would have to take off the monster's head, it was the only way to kill it. But getting to it was causing a problem due to being blinded by that freakin' green smoke all the time. And now, her breathing was changing, and places on her body were..... tingling. Like.... strangest thing. The area between her legs was getting increasingly damp and throbbing and....
Oh. My. God!! Buffy was trying to keep her mind in the fight, but holy cow!! She was about ready to cum. This was crazy!! That green smokey stuff was making her..... Ok this was REALLY wigging her out. Why is this happening and WHY is it happening NOW of all times??? She is NOT supposed to lose her head like this during battle!
Her brain was wanting sex, and so was her body, and the fight had just left her. She smiled slightly at the monster and dropped her sword because her hormones couldn't keep her in the fight. He pawed at her again, and once again she was able to at least tuck and roll, but now her sword was several feet away from her. And she breathing hard and feeling more tingles as she stood and smiled, "You know Chubs.... you're actually kinda cute!"
Then the head was suddenly severed off the blubberous demon, green goo spurting out everywhere and with Buffy's quick reflexes, she dove into the bushes to avoid the spray of slimey goo and then peeked over the hedges to see who the hero was
The monster is dead, the head severed, and Spike was holding Buffy's sword that she had dropped, obviously having been the one to kill the beast
A vampire holding a slayer's sword? Ohhh! This was NOT good!
"Well!" Spike commented and looked over at Buffy with a cheeky grin, "That was a bloody mess eh?"
Oh sh!t!! The sight of Spike..... SPIKE of all people, her nemesis, her arch enemy....... God she wanted to do him here and now!
And where the HELL did that thought come from?? She hated her traitorous body right now!
"Ahhh!" Buffy cried out, her body nearing orgasm at just the SIGHT of a nice male form, even if it is demonic. She fell to her knees and then forward on her hands where she was in an all fours position, her head thrown back, mouth open, she began rocking forward and back a few times..... it felt incredibly good with her tight jeans rubbing against her, but it wasn't enough
Spike was waving around the sword, taking a few practice swings in midair and commenting, "Hmmm, let's see.... there's a Slayer on her hands and knees in front of me, what's a vampire such as myself to do? I could cut your pretty little head off, mount it in my trophy case..... or I could..."
He sniffed the air, then grinned wide, chuckling and slapping his leg, "Balderdash! You're aroused!" He asked the following with almost childish delight, "Did I do that?"
By now Buffy was in the fetal position on the ground in the park, a dead demon just a few feet away and Spike standing over her, running a thumb over the edge of the sword to test it's sharpness. Finally, he squatted next to her, the sword just above her head
"You know, I always say the best slayer is a dead slayer..... but that Euros demon gave me a FUN idea. Didn't your Watcher warn you of that green smoke and what it does?"
He leaned toward her like he was whispering a secret, "The more you ingest or breathe of that stuff, the more horny it makes you. Nasty smelling stuff, but apparently... " he looked her over quickly, ideas obviously coming to mind and licking his lips, "It works huh?"
Buffy was writhing on the ground and Spike smirked, "Need a little help there love?"
"Go to hell!" Buffy seethed
Spike tsked her, clucking his tongue, "Aw! Now now Buffy! That's no way to talk to a vampire that holds your life in the balance. So!" He stands quickly and stalks around her, "Which sword do I use? The one in my hands or the one in my pants? The latter would be a lot more fun! Would you like to choose Slayer?"
She didn't answer, gritting her teeth, trying to fight it and not winning. Spike is an impatient guy that loses interest in games quickly. So he finally was tired of the game and tossed the sword aside non-chalantly, "You didn't answer quick enough pet. I guess it's my choice!"
To Buffy's horror, her body wasn't obeying her commands. The ones that told her to run or fight. Instead, Spike quickly knelt next to her, turned her roughly on her back, pinned her arms above her head and was lying on top of her within seconds ...... and by God she was moaning and wriggling against him, dry humping against her arch enemy!
Spike loved this new side of the Slayer and he chuckled, "Little impatient there love? Don't you know we vamps can go all night if we have to?" He whispered in her ear, taunting her, "That would be the ultimate torture, don't you think? Keep bringing you to a point where you're about to cum.... where you badly need to cum and then not letting you, then biting you, drinking a little taste from you, weakening you each time,...doing it over and over. That is the best blood tasted love, when a woman is near orgasm or actually having one. The blood pumps hard through the body and it's so SWEET! I'll have you going insane by sun-up, pet."
She still had her strength now though and she used every last bit of it. She flipped them to where Spike was on his back and she was straddled on top of him, pulling out a wooden stake from her waistband and pointing it threateningly at his heart
"Here's the deal Spike!" she was breathing hard and helplessly grinding herself against him to get some relief, but keeping the stake against his heart, "Get me off and you live. Got it?"
"Oooh! I like kinky! I almost wish Dru was here to see this!"
"I'm not into voyeurism Spike. And frankly, I'd almost rather go find Xander and do him." Buffy began to whine a little, amazing even her, "But he's too far away and would be all lovesick afterward. Angel has lost his soul and I can't ask him, he WOULD kill me now, but you..... you I can control. And you're available."
Spike gave her a chagrined look, "Not really poppet. I'm with Dru."
"I meant you're HERE and underneath ME. So...." she ground against him harder, causing a harsh expletive to come out of his mouth, "We have a deal? You be my b!tch for the next few minutes and you live?"
Spike always secretly found Buffy to be incredibly sexy. Even vampires notice hot blondes! And since Dru is more interested lately in Angelus..... and Angelus was taunting him while he was in a wheelchair by pursuing Dru right in front of his face.... well if Angelus can take his love, he can take Angelus's and throw it in his face later. Angelus probably thinks Spike is still somewhere within the factory in his wheelchair. Spike does these nightly jaunts to get his exercise, he sneaks out and then sneaks back before anyone notices he's gone and gets back in his wheelchair, feigning sickness.
Decision made, looking down at the stake poised at his heart and the gorgeous blonde riding him, he muttered, "You got a deal Slayer."
They couldn't get each other's clothes off fast enough. Buffy got Spike out of his duster and red long sleeved shirt, then his black undershirt, then worked quickly on his belt and pants, need coursing through her in waves
She needed him inside her NOW
Spike, with ideas of revenge against Angelus upmost in his mind, began tearing Buffy's blouse and bra off of her in his haste
"Hey! That's my favorite blouse!" Buffy exclaimed as she noticed the tear in the front
"You wanted to shag me, this is what you get Slayer. Hard, fast and rough!"
Spike now flipped them to where he was on top again and began pulling down her jeans. He almost bit his own tongue off when he saw her black lacy knickers. Who knew innocent little Buffy liked sexy underwear?
He pulled those off as well, tossing them lightly toward his clothes on purpose. He's keeping those as a trophy! Since Buffy already had him unbuckled and unzipped, he only dropped his pants to his ankles
When he was about ready to take her, he noticed she was still holding the wooden stake in her hand. He quickly batted it away, causing it to roll several feet away
"You won't need that love. I only intend to kill you with pleasure for tonight."
He really wished he had a Polaroid camera. She was naked, legs spread, dripping wet, the aroused smell of her in the air and so incredibly hot
For him! Even if it is because he's the only one there to help in this predicament and she's high on some kind of hormonal smoke.... still, it's perfect!
Buffy was tired of waiting and exclaimed, "F*ck me dammit!!"
Instead, he decided to make her beg as he lowered his mouth to her p*ssy and began tongueing her
Her fingers speared through his platinum blonde hair and pulled, "Oh yeah!" She moved her hips against his mouth and Spike then pinned her hips to the ground using his hands to keep her still, keeping her helpless against his ministrations
Buffy was so close to cumming she couldn't stand it. Spike wasn't letting her move and he controlled the tempo and pressure. Her thighs were squeezing his head as she tried to make him make HER cum
"Spike!!" She cried out, "Do it!! Damn you!! Get ..... me..... off.....NOW!!"
He stopped, his mouth covered in her juices and as he raised his head, he licked his lips, "Say please!"
"What??" Buffy was about to fight against him and all he had to do was lick her again and she was back into being a helpless mound of hormonal putty
"Beg me little Slayer.... I'll give you what you want if you just say please. And you have to say the exact words 'Please Spike'.... I wanna hear my name called out AND you begging."
"Beg YOU?? You've gotta be kidding MEEEE" she cried out again when he licked her slowly again but not letting her get off, it just wasn't enough pressure
She tried to settle her breathing and said, "Spike, I'm going to f*cking kill you for this, I swear to God!"
His mouth was hovering above her heat, taunting her, "The deal was if I make you cum, I live. You're not really going to kill me love. But Angelus has surely taught you by now that we love making Slayers beg..... it could be for their lives or just simply, begging for THIS."
She was warring in her mind. She could toss Spike on his back again and have her way with him. She could do that easily enough, she still had her full strength
But she had to admit to herself she liked this. She liked being held sexually captive like this. She liked a man having control
And somehow, Spike seemed to know that before she did
Maybe he and Angel have talked. Angel now crows about his conquests, now that he's Angelus, and he might have bragged to Spike about their time together
He licked her again, lapping up her juices and looked like he was thoroughly enjoying what he was doing
"You taste like the finest ambrosia.... I could just do this all night. So if you want relief Slayer, you better start doin' some begging. I was not doused with the hormonal smoke.... you're the one needing this, not me."
God this was so humiliating!! Her body was screaming to cum, Spike had about 130 years of practice under his belt, so to speak, and knew of numerous ways to sexually torture a woman
And he would know how to make them cum harder than they ever have too
"Please?" she finally asked meekly
"What was that?" Spike cocked his head to the side to listen, still hovering above her tauntingly
A little bit louder, she said "Please Spike..... make me cum. Please?"
"Now that wasn't so hard, was it poppet?"
His mouth fastened to her clit and he tongued her hard and fast
"OhmygodohmygodohmyGOD... YES! YESSSS!! AHHHHH!!!!" she cried out in the night on what was probably the highest, best orgasm of her life. Spike still held her hips down with his hands, not allowing her to move and forcing her to take whatever he dished out on her
He stayed with her until every last spasm subsided, then like a cat, he crawled up her body until his cock was cradled between her legs, right at her opening and he pulled her hair to get her attention. She opened wide eyes, looking into his
She began moving her hips to try and get him inside her and he still held back. Breathless, staring at Spike's pallid features, currently in it's human form, she sighed and said, "Dru is a lucky girl if this is what she gets from you each night."
Something about that statement actually touched him, but he would never admit it to her. Instead he took her mouth with his, making her taste her juices on his tongue and he rammed his cock inside her, making her take his full length right away, barely giving her time to get used to it
Damn she was tight!! Spike's mind was reeling. He knew Angelus was her first..... but has she not been with him since? That was about a month ago
Her inner muscles squeezed him, a trick she had learned from Angel, and Spike hissed, his face vamped out in the pleasure and he licked a trail down her throat, severely tempted to
"Do it!" Buffy panted, moaning and moving her hips in time with Spike's, "Drink me.... but not too much."
"You don't know what you're asking Slayer."
"I do..... Angel did it too and.... it made me soar. I would have an orgasm, and would feel floaty at the same time, and...."
Spike drove his cock hard inside her again, making her yelp in pleasure, "It's called loss of blood poppet. Drain too much and you die. There is a fine line."
Buffy was meeting him thrust for thrust and ran her fingers through Spike's hair. She was beginning to really like his Billy Idol look, and when he's vamped out
"You know the limits Spike.... do it. Do me! Now!!"
She arched her neck herself and Spike couldn't hold it back anymore. He bit her at the base of the neck at the jugular vein and sucked
"Mmmmmm.... yes!! God, that feels so....."
Spike had slowed down his thrusts but she was nearly there, nearly cumming, he could taste it in her blood. She whimpered underneath him and whispered... "Please..... Spike."
He stopped sucking the blood and just began licking the droplets on her throat while pumping into her, finally making her cum again. Her voice was hoarse now as she cried out, her inner muscles were squeezing Spike's cock until he finally with one last stuttering thrust came in hard spurts inside the slayer
He collapsed on top of her, his face reverting back to human form as he nuzzled her neck, smelling her unique scent and her blood
He raised his head and realized that Buffy has passed out. He checked her pulse and realized it was still beating, but faintly
She's a Slayer, she'll bounce back
Spike got up, grabbed his clothes and dressed, placing her lacy underwear in his pocket. He left her there because it was another ten minutes before sunrise and he needed to get back to the factory fast
"Sorry to leave you in the buff poppet, but if I don't go, I'll burn alive. Hope to see you again soon!"
And Spike took off into the night
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TBC