Filthy MacNasty
by Redwulf50
Written for the "Hot & Bothered" Spuffy Snarkathon
Snarkathon created by AWMP with the following rules:
1) pairing: this is all about Spuffy 2) there needs to be snark 3) loosely
canon based (meaning they should at least start as Slayer&Vampire) 4) novel-length or short single shot is up to you [5) I'm not making this a rule, but if you
avoid post-NFA fic, you'll have my eternal love]
Requests: Willow's "Will Be Done" spell goes a little different: she makes everyone
not lie instead - wackiness ensues
Warning:Spike/Buffy/Faith sex and Willow/Xander/Anya sex
Rating: NC-17
Set during Season 4
Written for Spikeskat
Beta by Slaymesoftly
Icon by AWMP
Noooo !" Willow nearly screamed at Xander.
"No more lies," she continued. "You’re sorry, Buffy's sorry, but you just want to rush back to your vengeance demon for orgasm's and Buffy.... geeze could she be more obvious?"
"Willow, the pain will pass." Xander began before changing the subject. "Could Buffy be more obvious about what? She’s out making sure Spike doesn't escape."
"Oh , and that required a shower and two hours of pimping?" Willow asked him. "Please, Buffy wants him; she should just be honest."
"Buffy wouldn't... not with the undead pest," Xander said screwing up his face. "That's just sick."
"Please, Buffy wants Spike, she wants Faith and they should just all get together and get it over with." Willow thought for a minute . "Yeah Faith wakes up and the three just do the nasty together."
"Ewwww ," Xander said but with a speculative gleam in his eyes. "Willow, you can't think that."
"Yes, Xander, we should all quit lying to ourselves and each other- you, me, Spike, Buffy, Faith, Anya. I wish we would all just quit lying to ourselves." Willow said then shrugged.
"God, Willow I want you," Xander said and then threw her on the bed and started ripping off her clothes. "I just wish Anya was here too."
"Oh god, Xander, fuck me raw!!" Willow yelled. "Yeah, big man, and Anya should be here to lick me clean."
"Whaaaat?" Anya said, suddenly appearing in the room soaking wet with a bar of soap in her hand. "Xander, why are you fucking Willow?"
Before Xander could answer, Willow cut in as she pulled him deeper into her. "C’mon, Willow wanna play."
It took only seconds for a wet and willing Anya to join them on the bed.
For a second Buffy felt slightly off; then as her vision cleared she saw Spike ahead of her in game face. She put her hands on her hips and struck her "I'm a superhero, ask me how" pose and then said, "Spike, you have two choices: 1. Get staked. 2…."
Buffy reached under her skirt and ripped off her panties. "2. Put your dick in me.....NOW!!"
Spike dropped his duster on the floor then began pulling off his shirts. He wasn't moving slowly, but Buffy was getting pissed at not being fucked. She whipped out her stake.
"Luv, you gonna use that on me or yourself?" Spike asked, taking a deep whiff of the air in the room. The room that looked an awful lot like a hospital room.
"Ya know, as much as I love the scent of musky slayer panties in the morning, I would rather have the real thing." Faith's voice floated to the over-heated pair. Their heads turned as one to see the other slayer in a hospital bed ripping off her gown and bra. "Can Faith play too?"
"Oh yeah we can all play," Buffy said jumping onto the bed and flipping Faith around. The younger slayer, now on her back with her ass towards the head of the bed with Buffy on top of her face down, ass towards the foot of the bed, Buffy buried her face in Faith's snatch.
"You gonna fuck me now, Spike, or do we have to kill you?" Buffy called over her shoulder.
A line Buffy had used once appeared in his head. "Two slayers, no waiting." He moved into position behind Buffy, allowing Faith to grab his cock and stroke it a few times before he placed it at Buffy's opening.
"You sure you want this, B?" Faith asked, looking at the cock that her fingers wouldn't close around, it was big - as in too huge. "It's kind of big."
Buffy pulled her face from Faith's cunt long enough to say. "In me now, or you're both dead."
Spike's malicious grin grew self-satisfied as he grabbed Buffy's hips with both hands and slammed it home in one stroke.
"Oh my gawd!!" Buffy yelled. "Fuck yeah, Spike." And the Sexathon was on.
Willow lay in a tangled mass of satiated limbs and looked over at her two lovers saying, "You know, it would be funny as hell if Spike made them both preggers."
All three broke into gales of laughter.
Epiwhosit
10 months later
William the no longer quite so bloody, Spike, the Layer of slayers, let himself into their apartment. He had pulled a double shift at Damon's demon strip club and he was dead tired, but he had lots of diapers to buy.
"Spike?" Buffy screeched. "Did you get my phish food?"
"Yes, Dear."
The End
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