SHIVER
Written by: Karamel
Summary: Um...Buffy comes to a realization.
Distribution: I don't even own a car that runs, let alone these characters.
Disclaimer: The show Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all of it's characters belong to Joss, Mutant Enemy, 20th Century Fox, et al.
Dedication: Dru, um cus I'm always in her dedications and it would really matter to me if she likes this, and Gladys my new Spike obsessing buddy.
Feedback: It's more important than oxygen and water at the moment. Karamel4Spike@cs.com
He sits with his back against the trunk of the tree. A trail of smoke snakes its way
from his lips. His lips. They’re beautiful. He’s been in that
same spot several nights just watching me. He thinks I don’t know he’s
there, when in fact, he’s the only one in this world that I know is here for sure.
Everyone else is there for me, but are they really? They could leave me at
any time, but he can’t. He won’t.
It’s funny how people can doubt that vampires exist. They’re more real
than any human I’ve ever met. Their strength and power is phenomenal, their
immortality is feared. That’s real.
I can’t take it anymore. Pretending he disgusts me, when all I want is for him
to take me. Devour me. I run out of my room and down the stairs, not caring if
I wake Dawn up. I throw the huge oak door open and his head snaps in my direction.
He stands nervously, but coolly. You have to love that about him. Here
I am, the slayer of vampires, his life is in my hands, but my love is in his. He
walks, no…struts up to my door, flicking his cigarette onto the street.
He’s stopped by the transparent barrier and stands right up against it. Almost
right up against me, we would be touching each other if it weren’t for this invisible
gate that held us apart. I could feel his breath on me, he doesn’t have to
breathe, he just wants to do it because he knows it will get to me. A slight shiver
runs through my body. My hand runs down my arm to soothe the goosebumps that rise
from my skin.
“Do you know what it means when you shiver, pet?” he asks.
“S-somebody just walked over my grave?” I guess.
“It means you want me. You want nothing more than for me to love you, fuck you,
and have you. I’m willing to do that,” he answers.
I silently gasp in my throat when he says that. He couldn’t have been more
right. My eyes roam over him, his pale cheekbones, his lips, his blue eyes, his
black covered chest, all of him. I turn around and walk slowly over to the stairs.
I make sure I writhe a bit in my small pink shorts just to torture him; he deserves
it. I sit down on the second step facing him, spread my knees a bit. I look
deep into his eyes and let my hand roam to my erect nipple. My hand dives into the
top of my tank top and my nipple slides under my fingertip. My other hand travels
down to the elastic at the top of my shorts and finds my hard clit. I run my finger
over it and press on it, never taking my eyes off of him. His jeans become
incredibly tight over his groin as he lets his lips turn into a slight pout.
He reaches down to adjust himself but he fails to make it any more comfortable. His
best solution is to just rub himself, his other hand is up against the ‘window’
between us, longing to touch me. That makes me so hot, my breathing is labored and
my eyes squeeze shut. I hear whimpering and realize it’s not mine.
“Bloody hell, Slayer, let me in!” he begs. He unzips
his jeans and starts to glide his hand over his rock hard shaft. The combination of
me pleasuring myself and watching him is almost too much to bear. My moans come out
in whines as I cry out for him.
“Spiiiiike…” I moan.
“Let me in, love. I promise I’ll make it so good for
you” he pleads as his hand moves like lightning over his cock.
“Come in Spike” the words are barely out before he is on me.
He nearly rips my shorts and panties down as he slams into me. At last, Spike
was in me. He lifts my legs and wraps them around his slim waist. He leans
down and takes my earlobe between his soft, cool lips. He runs his tongue down the
side of my neck, pausing a bit, but proceeding down to my collarbone. The strap of
my tank top slowly eases down as he cups my breast in my strong hands. He plays his
tongue over my nipple, flicking it a couple times and then sucking on it. I’m
almost too tight for Spike as he pounds his length into me over and over again.
He’s a perfect mixture of gentle and rough on me. I feel every ripple of his
cock slide into me each time, here comes the shivers again.
“Ugh…how come we never did this before, Slayer?!” he
whispers, his work never subsiding.
“I don’t know Spike, all I know…” I moan.
“What?” he asks, pausing. He looks into my eyes for an
answer.
“A-all I know is that right now…I love you, and I will
tomorrow, and…”
“…and I love you Buffy” he says. He picks up where
he left off, but this time, harder and faster than before. He reaches down and
presses on my clit with his thumb. He presses it over and over again and I’m
going over the edge. My nails pierce the skin on his back as I cum harder than I
ever have in my life. The pain and pleasure from my nails bring on his climax as he
pounds into me two more times and holds it there. My cheek is pressed against his
shoulder as I catch my breath and he just rocks me to calm me down. I struggle with
my words.
“So just because I shiver… that means I want you?” I
ask. “What about the other way around?”
“I would shiver if I could” he grins.
Part 2
- My knuckles turn white as I grip the cold wheel.
Similar scenery rolls by me over and over again as his cold blue eyes bore into my
face. His pale lunar glow is almost blinding to the corner of my eye.
"Will you stop it?! You're making me nervous!" I
finally explode.
"How am I supposed to help it when you're swervin' my bloody car
all over the fuckin' road, Slayer?!" he shoots back. I look straight at him and
point a finger in his face.
"Despite my shitty driving, asshole-ish-ness is NOT--"
"OH-KEEP-YOUR-EYES-ON-THE-ROAD-GAWD-DAMMIT!" he screams,
huffing and puffing. "You're amused by this, aren't you?" he asks, tilting
his head in my direction.
"No Spike, I do not think that driving the vehicle of William, the
Bloody, is a joke" I respond mockingly. He grits his teeth and throws a little
fit in the car, punching and kicking at nothing.
"Pull...over..." he says calmly. I look over at
him...he's serious. I pull over onto a dirt margin that sits under huge dark trees.
The shadows are kind of eerie, I know it's not like me to be spooked by stuff like
this, but it's just strange. "Get out of the car" he commands. I
look over at him a little annoyed, only to get an equally irritated look back from him.
We both get out and I stomp over to his side with my arms crossed. He
snatches my left elbow and pulls me into his face.
"You forget...that vampires are feared by many" he says
through tight lips.
"Mmm-hmph...and killed by me" I chuckle. He spins me
and slams me against the hood of the car onto my stomach. I let a smile creep across
my lips, knowing what's to come.
"Ohhh yes Spike I want you" I purr. He forces my red
jeans down my thighs and rubs them slowly. His hands feel so good to the touch,
rough, calloused, and manly. His fingers slide up the inside of my thigh and the
combination of his hands and the cold draft on my pussy makes me shudder a bit. *Oh
God* I say in my mind. *This is gonna be so good* I bite my lip. Spike grinds
his covered hardness into my ass, putting just enough pressure on clit. His hips
move in circles, taking mine with him. He has an iron grip on my ass cheeks as he
teases me more.
"Tell big bad Spike how much you want him, baby" I hear him
whisper.
"I want you, baby" I tell him. "You make me so
hot." I was ready to cum just from what he was doing to me now.
::WHACK:: Without warning his hand comes in contact with my ass.
He holds my pussy tight to his still-covered cock as I cum.
"THAT'S for mocking me" he says firmly. ::WHACK::
"And THAT'S for teasing me at the door the other night!"
He digs his nails into the flesh of my ass and drags them down,
scratching me. Oh it stings a lot, he must've drawn blood. He leans
down and licks the blood, soothing me and tickling me at the same time. He snakes
his tongue into my wet pussy, and flicks it across my clit a couple times. His teeth
run across my small button causing me to cum again. He stands up and I can hear his
zipper come down. I don't even care because I'm near delirium at this point.
My cheek rests against the still warm metal of the car and I smile at the stars.
Spike eases into my pussy, his cock is just long enough to hit the
right spot and I show it.
"Oh a little jumpy there eh pet?" he asks, I'm the one being
mocked this time. I jump again as his hand comes across my ass once more. My
bottom lip quivers, it hurts so much, but it feels so good. "Give that to your
soddin' friends, tell 'em Spikey's got a brand new badge" he growls as he rides me
hard. It gets faster and more intense as he grips my sides, slamming into me.
My collarbone audibly crunches a bit against the hood of the car as he attacks my
pussy. It takes me but a minute to realize that I'm screaming and stopping just long
enough to inhale and scream again. Spike pinches one nipple through the fabric of my
shirt and lets his other hand assault my clit.
"Cor...pet...I'm cummin...oh UGH" his cold seed pour into me
and electric sensations pulse through my body. He licks up my spine as we both come
down moaning and sweating.
"Ohhh Spike I love you Spike" I sigh. "I'm so
lucky you're gonna be around forever."
"Yeah me AND my car...so you better respect us both" he says
to get his last word in. I just smile, next time he's gonna be the one begging.-
- Part 3
- "Ahhh" I sigh deeply as the hot water
drizzles down my face and onto my torso. I use my Herbal Essences body wash to
lather up my body sponge and inhale the intoxicating scent. I smile a bit, laughing
to myself.
"I've got the urrrge" I do a little dance in the shower.
I decide that now is a good time for my Britney Spears impression. "I've
got the urge to herbal!" and I stop just as soon as I'd started.
"Urrrrge..." I whisper, my hand unconsciously making it's way
down to my thigh. It travels back up to my hot pussy. I let my head roll back
as my eyelids drop. My mouth opens slowly as I let my slender finger push into my
hole. My speed quickens as a picture of Spike pops into my mind. Out of all
the men on the planet, the one I'm not supposed to have, is the one I desire. The one I'm
not even supposed to let live, is the one I need more than anything. I use my thumb
to roll circles around my clit quickly. It feels so good it almost hurts. My
back starts to hunch over as I feel myself coming. I squeeze my eyes shut, air tight
and the pleasure is mind-blowing. Tears well up in my eyes, I never knew that just
the thought of him could do that to me. Maybe it's his devotion to me. I never
get too close to other men, because I know they would leave me once they found out what I
was. Once they realized they didn't have time for them. But he wants me, he
needs me, he lives...for me. I wash off and step out of the shower wobbly legged.
I continue to hum my new favorite tune while wrapping myself up in a warm towel and
walking down the hall to my room.
"AAAAAH What're you DOING in here?!" I scream as I open my
door. As nice as it was, I didn't expect to see Spike sitting stark naked in my bed.
"Just readin' a soddin book luv, no need to alarm the
neighbors..." he says calmly.
"Huh? Wha--HOW did you get in here?!" I ask him,
covering myself with my towel. He smirks, looking me up and down like I was a dish.
"Is it really necessary to cover yourself luv?" he asks.
"Yes, yes it is. How did you get in?" I ask again.
He puts his book down and takes off his glasses. *Note to self, when the hell
did Spike get glasses, and why does he look so damn sexy in them?*
"Let me refresh your memory," he says, "you see...the
other night you were so desperate for me, you begged me to come in. And I did"
"Um...actually I was asking how you got in without me hearing
you" I smile.
"Apparently you were pretty busy in the bathroom" he smiles
back. A full blush covers my body. He was listening to me in the shower the
whole time. I went into my drawer and got out some black satin panties and slid them
up my legs.
"Um...aren't we gonna shag?" Spike asks expectantly. I
sift through my drawer looking for a top to throw on.
"No, I don't want you thinking you can just tapdance into my house
and get some wild night from me" I answer him, shaking my head. I find a tiny
black top with a little red devil on it. Perfect. I slip it on, wriggling my
body a bit as I slide it down my petite body. I slink over to the bed and crawl in
with Spike. He watches me like a hawk the whole time, absorbing every move I make.
I cuddle up on him, resting my head on his cool, strong chest and wrapping my arm
around him. He puts his arm around my shoulder and I let my leg slide slowly up his.
Me knee nudges his cock and it springs to life. I pretend not to notice as he
tenses up and inhales a sharp breath. I let my warm hand slide down his belly, so
close to the place I know he wants me to put it.
"Mmm...whatcha readin Spike?" I ask. He shows me the
cover.
"Romance novel" he told me. *HA...Spike...taker of two
slayers' lives...reading a romance novel...there's one to tell the grandkids*
"I'm not even gonna ask" I tell him. "I'm going to
sleep." I close my eyes and drift off to sleep. It's different from when
I used to fall asleep like this on Riley because his chest would rise and fall and put me
to sleep. This was just as soothing though, just absolute and utter stillness. I
fall into a light sleep and soon feel him becoming aroused again. *Must've gotten to
a good part in the book*. I feel him subtly slide my hand down closer to his cock
and I pretend to still be sleeping. He uses his hand to close over mine, and make it
close over his rock hard dick and slowly move it up and down. He sets the book down
and lays back a little more, running his fingers through my hair. I hear him inhale
the scent of my shampoo and start to stroke faster.
Once I feel like he is about to cum, I stir as if I'm waking.
Spike freezes, his hand still over mine on his cock, mid-orgasm. Ahh sweet
revenge.
"Buffy wake up, wake up please?" he begs.
"Spike, I'm tired" I resist.
"I-I know, I just..."
"Spike, no! It's been like 5 times a night for the past two
nights" I remind him.
"But...can't we make a compromise?" he looks hopeful. I
sit up and crawl onto his lap, his cock at full attention.
"Suuuure we can" I tell him. He smiles, satisfied.
I sit with his the underside of his cock up against the front of my panties and
start to move up and down. The tip brushes against my clit each time I come down and
I take his hands and squeeze them on my covered breasts. He slides them under my
shirt and I twirl my fingers in his hair. My hands wander down his neck and to his
chest. It's so chisled and tight, my fingertips can't help but to run over his
nipples. It makes his eyes roll back and I do it more. Still letting his cock
put pressure on my clit, I lean down and let the back of my tongue roll over his nipple.
I drag it down his chest and let it trace down his pelvic bone.
I take the base of his cock in my hand and jack it off onto my tongue.
He loves it. I take him into my mouth and use and air tight suction to
pleasure him.
"Ohhhh, please don't stop, Slayer" he moaned. I stand
up to his surprise (probably his dismay too) and scoot out of my panties. I crawl up
his legs and his happiness returns knowing he'll be inside of me soon. I position
the head of his cock at the entrance of my pussy.
"Spike?"
"What baby?" he asks anxiously.
"What's that book about?" I ask. He gets a look on his
face, the same one a child gets when it's opened a present that it doesn't really want.
"Um...is that important right now?" he looks at me. I
nod my head slowly. He sighs, "It's about a vampire, who's girlfriend wants to
get to sleep, but he's so hot for her he can't sleep. He's intoxicated by her, she
tortures him because she knows she's all he wants, and she won't give herself to
him."
*Oh he's playing the guilt card...ouch* I think. And it works.
I lean down and kiss him, not a heated passionate kiss. A kiss that tells him
I want him to be with me forever and that I love him. I lower myself onto his cock,
rolling my head back as I move slowly up and down. I reach down and play with my
clit, at the same time, contracting the inner walls of my pussy for Spike. I close
my eyes, imagining him sinking his teeth into me somewhere, anywhere. He's never bit
me, but I want him to. He sits up, pulling me closer to him. He kisses my neck
while we fuck into ecstacy. I know he wants to do it.
"Spike...do it" I demand. Hesitation is non-existant,
his teeth pierce my skin and my blood rushes into his throat. The friction of his
pelvis on my clit is too much as I cum and Spike's body explodes with an orgasm. He
rests his head on my chest and I feel something strange.
"Did you just shiver?" I ask him.
He breathes deeply, "I think so". He can feel me about
to ask him how. "Your blood is flowing through me, your warmth." I
didn't even realize that his skin was a little warmer.
"So the cold air can actually make you shiver since you're
warm?"
"Well, that and just the way you make me feel, luv" he kisses
my forehead then my nose. We lay down so he cradles me in his chest and we fall
asleep to his soft purring. I'll have to ask him about the glasses later.
-
The End
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