She’d always suspected that she had to be ready for the unexpected, but this was kinda pushing it.
Buffy at first refused to open her eyes, instead trying to use her senses to work out what the hell she’d managed to get caught in this time. Half of her body felt cold, and oddly overly sensitised. One tiny move of her leg and she came to the most alarming conclusion that she was naked.
Ooookay. That was…freaky, but she could deal. Next then. The cold feeling—a small shift and a moan and she made startling conclusion number two. Not alone. And cold. OMG! Vampire, her brain screamed, and yet she kept her eyes jammed tightly closed.
Next sensation, she thought almost wildly, praying that memory would strike soon and she wasn’t going to find she was naked, lying down against a very feral Angelus. ‘Cause that hard thing poking her in the thigh, so wasn’t a torch. Not with the wet weepy stuff painting her skin with ickyness.
There was a dull pain in her neck and a fire in her crotch—which she so was praying didn’t mean what she thought it did. Touch was needed now, and as Buffy placed her warm hand between her legs, cupped her bare pussy and came away dry, she didn’t know whether to be happy, or depressed. The heat was escalating though as she felt a reverent licking at her throat, and then she realised she had fangs lodged there, slowly sucking her blood and firing up her body.
Buffy’s eyes shot open as a hand swept softly over her belly and settled where her own had just been. She didn’t see anything—it was all black, and in some strange world where she wasn’t a responsible slayer, she was weirdly okay with that.
Cool hands separated her lips and slipped into her wetness. Fingers wiggling inside her as fangs lingered in her throat. Buffy’s feet slipped up the bed, bracing against the rough covering as she moved her hips to a position for more. As a thumb brushed her clit and she felt like jumping into the sky, images from before she was knocked out began to replay behind her eyes.
Angel, pummelled by vamps and buried under the magic shop’s door. Spike kicking him in the head and then choking the breath from her body. Oh. By the time she’d gathered the sense to react, she could feel something else probing at her slickened entry and a respectful weight lowering itself over the top of her. A cock entered her as the fangs retracted, and Buffy couldn’t help but be thrilled at the overwhelming itch as her walls expanded and made way for the smooth intruder. He rubbed back and forth with a maddening slowness, tongue licking her neck and then kissing a path to her shoulders.
Her nipples ached and just as she was about to scream, blunt teeth clamped around one and sucked wildly. It was hot, and as the coolness of his cock rubbed warm within her, Buffy felt a lack of need to actually know who it was.
It was wild, forbidden, and hello! Vampire. But it felt so good, and it stroked some fire in her that had simmered away for a year with no real hope of being quenched till now. And this being was soothing her rather well.
There was purring, and if that wasn’t the sexiest thing she’d ever heard, then she wasn’t Buffy the Vampire Slayer Layer. She could think in terms like that, right? Her only two experiences were with vamps, it seemed to be a trend. And hey, as long as he kept that cock moving and stirring the flame inside, she was absolutely with the okay.
Buffy felt the soft, cool undersides of upper arms and elbows as they settled just above her shoulders, gathering leverage to settle more fully over the top of her. Hands tangled in her hair, and despite not having a clue with whom she was so intimately joined, she saw in her mind clear blue eyes that burned her to her soul. Brown appeared too murky in her imagination—too boring and nowhere near decadent or passionate.
A cool chest brushed against her nipples and she could feel the muscles of his belly as he swept back and forth over her. That was so it. She was sick of her hands being inactive and lying there like a lump while she was being pounded unmercilessly.
Buffy arched her back so as to feel more of that sweet torturous coolness, and then wound her legs around slim hips. The skin felt smooth, and without any thought to what she was doing, her arms sought her stranger’s back, nails digging holes as her pleasure almost melted her brain.
Was she some kind of slayer ho for loving this? For feeling the rush of letting go and being found attractive by someone she didn’t know? Mentally shrugging, Buffy decided to have the mental breakdown about it later. For now, she was consumed in the moment. Cool air brushed against her skin as a groan swept across her neck.
And then there were lips.
She somehow hadn’t expected that, and now that the moment had obviously appeared, she took seconds of being completely grossed out before a tongue wormed its way into her mouth and she suddenly found it erotic and nowhere near nasty.
She hoped and prayed she felt the same when she had the courage to remove the blindfold and see her bed buddy. Meanwhile, she dived into the kiss, feeling the same hunger her partner seemed to as they fought each other. For dominance? She didn’t know, just releasing herself to the sensation of cool tongue tracing her lips, sucking them in as he gently nibbled his way around her mouth.
“Mmmmm, Spike.” She recoiled, horrified and wondering where that demented thought had come from, but then the growl against her breast sent her rigid body into shuddering particles of lust and she suddenly didn’t care how that name popped up in relation to being fucked within an inch of her life.
It was just logical. He was the last vamp she’d seen—other than Angel, and if this had been her boyfriend she could well have suffered being bitten just about now for calling him THAT name.
That tasty vampiric growl sent her to Hypersensitivity Land and she could feel the prominent ridges of the cock inside her as it slid in and out, gathering speed now as she arched into each and every thrust. Lips left hers and dived for her throat, licking and sucking her flesh until she felt incomprehensible with speech. Little grunts indicated each height she reached, her pussy squeezing against the thick cock and wanting more and more despite getting all there was.
And then he threw himself into it—ripped off the black blindfold made of his torn tee and stared hard into slayer eyes as his pelvis pumped his shaft into her. Despite being on the edge, craving to come hard and fast, he took the risk, allowing the Slayer to see him as he fucked her blind.
Ridges cracked his face and fangs dropped and salivated. Yet he didn’t dive for her throat, watched instead the play of emotions over her face. The lust made him purr, but he hated the confusion. There was nothing confusing about it. He knew, and now so did she.
He had her and she wouldn’t ever go back to Angel after him.
Muscles tightened around him and he felt the grip almost tear his cock from his body.
She held him tight—and he couldn’t move, just whimpered as her muscles pulsed frantically around him and finishing his action. He couldn’t hold back, rubbed his palms over her nipples as he eyed his marks on her neck.
“See me, baby. Not big, not brooding. Totally hot for you.” And he shoved his cock in her deep before pausing, thanking his maker that she stopped flexing for the vital second it took for him to get further in. “An’ even if I’m not here tomorrow, you can bet if I was I’d want you over and over again. Don’t you bloody forget it.”
The end was near and he could feel her sweat, see how wide her eyes were as he tweaked a bud and led her screaming into his favourite place.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Ride it through. Spike will take care of you.” And he was on her neck, biting again over his healing marks as she bucked at him in orgasm. Blood splashed to the back of his throat and he almost blacked out with the pleasure, belatedly noticing the scream of Buffy in his ear.
One more thrust shut her voice up and he felt his cock almost take off the tip in its rush to release the build-up of fluid. Her legs tightened around his middle, nails clawing his back…and then she laughed. Free. Elated. Beautiful.
It was joyous, left him awestruck as he felt the slow come down of his own high. Laughing all around him.
The fear was awful. He never felt fear. He kissed her once and gave her one longing look before he was up, running from whatever strangeness had settled in his head and heart.
Dru was off her rocker—she couldn’t be right about this. Laughing. What the bloody hell did it mean?
Frantic looks around the room located an empty bottle or two of booze, and his gear.
“Now, the next time bloody Dru tells me she sees the Slayer all around me, she’ll have some fact to back it up with.” He smirked and cockily slipped himself back in his pants, snapping them back together before threading his belt back on. Shoes, coat and he was at the door, blowing her a kiss and staring at her naked, bitten and ravaged body.
“Toodles, sweets.”
And William the Bloody was gone.
Just as well. She didn’t think she had the energy to find a stake.
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05/18/17 04:16 am
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03/20/17 01:20 am
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05/18/17 04:16 am
pj! I remember wishing one of your stories would be finished seriously about a decade ago. Amazing. I just tried an old password I used to use and amazingly got in too. Memories!
pj
03/20/17 01:20 am
10 yrs later, i finally rem my username and password. Pari, you rock. Hope you are well.
Rabbit_moon1
12/23/16 01:12 pm
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AudryDaluz1
10/06/16 08:34 am
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Chrissel
08/31/16 03:45 pm
And anyone else who loves this site, it's worth mentioning there's a nifty little "Donate" option just below the shout box here! ;)
Chrissel
08/31/16 03:43 pm
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