Revelations


Written by: Figtoria






Summary: Between "Smashed" and "Wrecked" stuff happened. Here's some of it. Very NC-17. And I'd just like to point out that this is >not< necessarily all from personal experience. I had to make Buffy >very< naughty.
Disclaimer: Oh, God, I wish Spike was mine, but he's Joss'. Oh yeah, and the Buffy chick is Joss' too.
Feedback: "Oh, yes, please" vicki@cgocable.net




**CRASH**

Gazing up into her eyes, he could hardly believe that he had managed to stay inside her during that fall. But he had and God, she felt so good. Smooth and wet, she slid herself up and down, grinding herself deeply into his groin on every down stroke.

The dust from the fall wafted gently around them. He reached up and carefully began removing her jacket. She said nothing, simply co-operated as he removed first one arm from a sleeve, then the other. She said nothing, but she certainly didn't do nothing.

Grind, grind, up, down. He groaned. He was trying to hold on a bit longer this time, but she was making him work at it. Her lacy blouse was next.oh, God, her skin was so smooth and pale. He reached up, cupping her breasts, and felt her nipples harden beneath the fabric. His fingers deftly felt for the clasp, undid it and toss the bra aside. Now, he cupped the full weight of her breasts, this time closing his eyes as he gently rolled her bare nipples between his fingers. He felt the walls of her vagina squeeze him and heard a gasp. She leaned down and licked his lips before kissing him hard and deeply. He could taste nothing but the tang of her intense arousal

"Hang on, luv," he whispered, his lips barely leaving hers.

He gathered her into his arms and turned her over. Sliding out of her reluctantly, he caught hold of one side of her panties and pulled them down over her hips and on down her legs. He held them to his face for a moment and inhaled deeply before stuffing them

into his back pocket. He undid the button and zipper of her long skirt and left it lying open beneath her. Then, he knelt and shed his coat and shirt, and quickly shook off his boots and jeans. Giving her a cocky grin, he appraised her vulnerable nakedness beneath him and lowered his chest to hers, making himself comfortable between her legs. Her eyes never left his face, though her expression was unreadable. Then, without further ceremony he slid his cock deeply inside her and paused for a moment.

She finally broke her silence. "Uhhh.what.are...you.doing.?" Buffy

gyrated frantically against him, her arms around his neck.

"What, luv? Did you want something?" He grinned, drew his cock out of her heat, as though in preparation for another delightful plunge, but instead he again stopped all motion.

"Argh,.don't stop.don't..stop." She writhed needfully against him.

"What, luv? Tell me what you need.." The tip of his cock hovered just outside her slick lips. He could feel her soft moistness, and it took all his self-control not to sink back into her warmth.

She wriggled downwards trying to lure him inside, but he held himself just out of reach.

"*What* do you want, luv?" The low rumble of his voice caused another spasm of lubrication inside her, and she felt weak

"Oh,. God,.Spike.you.I want you," She whimpered and clutched at his back, digging her nails deeply into his flesh, kissing him desperately.

"I'm here, luv. I'm here," he teased, tapping his cock all around her vulva and clitoris, playfully. "Is that all?"

"No! Your >cock<.I want your cock.Oh, God Spike, please fuck me. Please, oh, God, please. I need it inside me -- fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. " She panted and pleaded beneath him.

He had intended to tease her further, but the sound of her voice begging him to do what he had longed to do for so many months (or has it been years?) gave him such a pulse of pleasure he was afraid that he would lose control before he could get back inside her.

Without further hesitation, he rammed himself joyfully into her and started pumping with wild abandon.

"Ahhhhhhhhh, oh, yes..yes..yes." Buffy flailed around him, totally out of control. He felt her nails clawing at him, everywhere at once. Her hips gyrated in time with his and she met every thrust of his cock with one of her own. He lowered his mouth to hers and their tongues danced and entwined in passionate need. He knew he couldn't hold on much longer.

"Buffy, I'm gonna cum in you, luv," his mouth was right next to her ear. He sucked her earlobe for a half a second and felt a rewarding twitch from her cunt. His tongue then swirled around her whole ear quickly, and he panted, whispering again, "What am I doing to you, Buffy? What am I about to do?"

"Cum! Oh, Spike, cum in me, fuck me hard and cum in me.harder, harder!" She shrieked and scratched him again, all her powerful muscles tightening around him. Suddenly she let out a tiny cry and then a powerful moan and he felt her quaking beneath him.

He could hold out no more.he felt himself shooting into her and collapsed with a yell, "Buffy!! Aaaah! Love!!" His orgasm overwhelmed him; wave after wave continued on until he thought he might pass out.

He rested his head on her neck and they lay relaxed and tangled in sweat.

Some time later, as his eyes came back into focus, he noticed she was looking at him, eyes wide open.

"Luv? You okay?" He hauled himself up on an elbow so that he could see her face.

Her eyes were tired, but with an inner sparkle he hadn't seen for some time. She smiled and trailed a lazy finger along his shoulder to rest on his cheek.

"I am. I really am. That was.incredible. And Spike."

"Yes, luv?"

"Again?" She cuddled against him kissing his face, then his neck, then his nipples, sucking and nibbling gently as she went.

He felt his weariness leaving him, specifically - one part of him.

"Oh, I think that could be arranged."

He rolled off her and felt blindly for the pants he knew had to be nearby. Drawing the belt from his pants, he felt for one of her wrists and slid a loop of belt around it.

She was startled.

"Hey!" Buffy sat up struggling, trying to push the belt off her hand, "Let me go!"

"Make me," he grinned, grabbing her other hand and expertly binding the two together in a flash.

For a moment she panicked. He knew if she wanted to, she could easily free herself. And, she was trying to decide if she wanted to.

He cooed softly and stroked her belly, "It's alright.it's alright.I won't hurt you.It's a game.You'll like it..I promise."

She paused, considering and lay back, "I better like it."

She heard his grin, "Oh, you will pet, you will."

It took him only a moment to fasten the other end of the belt to a heavy beam nearby.

Then, slowly, he began to taste her. Starting with her feet, he kissed and licked and nibbled his way up her legs, her calves, her knees, the tops of her thighs, the insides of her thighs. Carefully avoiding her midsection, he carried on with his caresses to

her belly, her breasts, spending several long minutes on each nipple. Glancing up at her face, he saw her eyes were closed. Her arms were raised above her head. She looked so vulnerable.

Her neck was smooth and white. He kissed and suckled it. He smelled her blood, Slayer's blood, just beneath her skin. But, he felt no desire to bite or to change face. He just wanted to please her. To make her want him. To make her need him.

And, she did. He smelled her arousal growing; he could feel her knees gradually falling further and further apart.

Moving back down to the cleft in her legs, he felt her tense up. She knew what he was about to do. Had anyone ever done this for her before? Not Angelus, Spike knew his grandsire's box of tricks was very old-fashioned. Maybe Parker. Iowa? Not bloody

likely. Anyway, it didn't matter who'd gotten there first. He grunted to himself with satisfaction; it's who gets there last.

Slowly, he started to pay attention to her mound, licking, kissing, licking; methodically working his way to her inner depths. Her legs were now wide open. She wanted him to taste her. He could almost hear her juices run from her, she was so hot.

Throwing delicacy to the wind, he dove into her with his tongue. He licked and slurped, darting his tongue in and out of her rhythmically. She groaned and mewed with pleasure. First her clit, then her cunt, back and forth until she was virtually frothing

with desire.

"Oh. My. God! Oh. My. God! How are you doing that? Oh, that's so good, oh, god Spike.so good."

Never slowing his pace, he inserted a finger into her vagina, covering it with her juices. Then, keeping up the pressure on her clitoris, he began to penetrate her cunt with his fingers at the same time.

She was almost hysterical.

"Oh, God. Let me cum, Spike.oh, God. Let me cum.I hafta.I hafta." she pleaded and begged for release.

Without warning he stopped completely and sat up.

Her eyes flew open.

"What the fuck are you doing?! Don't stop. Do. Not. Stop," she struggled to be free of the restraint.

"Not yet, pet. You have to do something for me first." He smiled and cocked his head to one side. "Turnabout is fair-play. Yes?"

Crawling up over her body and beside her head, he knelt with his erect penis pointed directly at her mouth.

"Suck me." He ordered.

She looked shocked, "What? No!" She pulled and twisted the belt.

"It wasn't a request, Buffy, suck it."

"No.you can't make me," she licked her lips and looked at the tip of Spike's cock.

"No, that's true, I can't.I wouldn't even want to make you. But I don't have to. You want to. I can smell that you want to," he chuckled softly.

He began to rub the tip of his cock over her breasts, cheeks and eyes.

She let out a sharp intake of breath. Of course he could smell it as another rush of desire ran through her. Damn vampire senses.

"You *do* want to suck my cock, Buffy. Maybe you think nice girls don't do that. Maybe. Maybe not. But you want to. And I want you to. Where's the harm in it?" she could hear him grinning, again. Damn.

She groaned and closed her eyes. Her clitoris was throbbing with desire. Oh, God, she *did* want to suck him, she did. Oh, God, I hope he doesn't know how much.

"Well?" his voice was confident.

In answer, she opened her mouth. His eyes ran over her, arms raised and tied, mouth wide and willing to accept his stiff cock. He almost came right then.

Lowering his erection into her wet mouth, he sighed, deeply aroused. She began to suck and lick his shaft and balls with an expertise he didn't know she'd have. After a few minutes, he reached up and untied her hands. She lowered them, shaking off the belt, but never slowing her pace, and then she began to slide her hands up and down his naked thighs. He swung a leg over her head and positioned himself so that he could pick up where he'd left off. She stopped sucking for a moment as she felt his tongue return to her cunt, and then began to mouth him anew, the extra arousal increasing her enthusiasm. He slid a finger into her juices again and began sliding a finger in and out again of her hot wetness. Slipping down further, he began to gently insert a finger into her anus as well. She stiffened for a moment and then began to rock onto his finger slowly and moan even more deeply. It was getting hard for her to breath now, she was panting and grunting.

He felt her tongue traveling down his shaft to his balls and beyond. Oh, my god. Her tongue.her tongue was in his ass. Holy fuck! This girl is amazing. She's giving me a run for my money! He kept up the pressure on her clit and slid an extra finger into her ass. She was obviously hinting that she was enjoying his attentions in that area. She rocked her hips hard down onto his fingers and he felt her beginning to spasm. She lost total control, crying and mewing as he felt her cum over and over again. He felt his own orgasm begin to boil over,

"Buffy, I'm cumming, I want to cum in your mouth, luv," he panted, "Suck my cum."

She obliged him, barely getting a hold of his cock before his fluids began emptying into her mouth.

She held him in her mouth, almost unconscious from her orgasm, yet feeling a new raw ache of arousal as his salty fluids filled her mouth.

She waited until he was finished and had turned languidly around to lay his head on her breast, an arm thrown over her shoulder. He peered up at her and saw her face clearly lit from a light in the alley above. She smiled at him and made an exaggerated swallowing motion.

"Mmmmm." she smiled salaciously at him, running her tongue over her lips. "Delicious."

He groaned appreciatively, feeling his cock twitch in response.

"You're full of surprises, aren't you, luv?"

"Are you surprised?"

"Yeah, just a bit, yeah."

"Then wait till you see what's next."

He groaned again, never happier in his life or unlife.

 


The End


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