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Sequel is never as good as the first, but I can try. If you're seriously NOT into kink, be warned, this is kink.


A week ago, that was the night Spike got her off with a small amount of cotton candy. But the amount of pleasure was far beyond generous. And at the end of it all the last thing he said was, 'Have you ever tried popsicles, luv?'


No. Of course not! Not innocent little Buffy. There had been nothing kinky about her sex in the past, and Spike was certainly expanding her horizons and turning her sex life into an everlasting, vampire porno. But the sick thing was, she adored every minute of it. And ever since that very statement had left his lips the thoughts of her, Spike, and popsicles danced in her mind when she was both awake and asleep. Causing her arousal to become painful at times. Her lips were bruised from the many times she'd had to bite her lip to keep herself from screaming out during an orgasm touching herself over this fantasy. So what did she do? Went out and bought a box of popsicles of course! As she walked through the graveyard she held them behind her back, making sure to keep them from Spike until she wanted him to know that his last statement had sparked her interest in popsicles. Wearing not much more then what Faith used to wear, and what Willow used to call the 'Calling of Slutzilla' outfit. A small, pink lace halter top which held her breasts high. She was afraid they might fall out if she had bought it any smaller. A leather jacket which hung down to just below her hips was on her petite frame and a jean skirt came to a few inches below mid thigh, revealing the long, tan leg that Buffy had been so lucky to be born with. Because, truth be told, she had great legs. A pair of strappy, tan sandals rest on both her small feet and showed off her cotton candy pink toe nails.

Cotton candy...

The dampness in her panties started to become a lot more then dampness. Her arousal was growing thinking about the night Spike fucked her with cotton candy and then ate the sweet, candy treat from her dripping pussy until she screamed. And then Spike jerked off and sucked her clit to another earth shattering orgasm until he came all over her ass. Oh God, if only she had that on film. Coming to a stop right in front of Spike's door, Buffy slowly knocked. Her knuckles timidly hitting the door. And the vampire appeared at the door only seconds after she'd knocked, his shirt off again. But this time only a very thin sheet covered him and Buffy felt her breath catch in her throat. There we go. This was the Buffy he knew. Timid and shy when it came to sex until she had that cock up in her. Then she was screaming fuck me until people in China could hear. His. Gorgeous. Little. Slayer.

"Need somethin, luv?" he said in that husky, beautiful accent that always got her going.

"Um, can I come in?" she bit down on her bottom lip, looking up at him.

" 'Nything for you, pet." He moved away from the door and she stepped in, backing the rest of the way so he couldn't see the popsicles box in her hand.

"Wha's wrong, Buffy?" he was almost alarmed and she had to giggle at that. Bringing the box from behind her back she handed into him, he looked it over and grinned. "You enjoyed that last romp I take it?"

"More then ever..." Her breathing again became slow, and shallow. Making it hard for her to speak very well.

"Mmm..." He moaned in her direction and slowly walked over to her, moving her long golden hair over her right shoulder exposing the ribbon that tied the top up and tugged on it slightly until it fell from her body and freed her perky breasts. His mouth watered upon seeing those luscious globes with their darkened tips. And they were already hard, good.He tugged the shirt over her head and let it fall to the ground. Unbuttoning the skirt and letting it fall to her feet, exposing the fact that this time she wasn't, in fact, wearing a stitch of panties. He looked down at the tan sandals with a three inch heel that wrapped around her slim ankles and made her legs seem even longer.

"Leave them on..." he said, holding himself back from letting out the longest moan in his life at just seeing his Slayer's smooth, taut body naked with only the heels on. He picked up the box and pulled out a popsicles. Peeling the paper off before revealing it was a red one. He slowly drug the popsicles across her lips, letting the stickiness linger there before slowly licking it off with the tip of his tongue. Lapping the sticky sweet juices of the popsicles off her mouth like he had been lapping at her clit only a few nights ago. Next he drug the popsicles down her neck, and over the top if her chest leaving a sticky red trail he would eagerly clean up. He let the tip of his tongue trail down the exact line of sticky red, sweetness that the popsicles had created. He let the flavor of both Buffy and the strawberry popsicles roll over his tongue. "You taste yummy, pet." he said with a grin. "Guess what?"

"W-what, Spike?"

"Tonight, I'm going to rub this popsicles over every. Inch. Of. Your. Body. And then, I'm going to surprise you. Eager?" He said, that grin still plastered to his face.

"V-very." she said trying to be quick and witty but failed miserably seeing as how Spike was still lapping the remainder of the popsicles juice off her chest.


"Let's get started then, Goldilocks."




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