The Way It Might Go
Written by: Vic VKS
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Summary: PWP, Buffy unloads her true feelings on a captive audience.
Disclaimer: The show Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all of it's characters belong to Joss,
Mutant Enemy, & Fox Prod.
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I've been thinking about it--a lot--and I gotta say that it's his lower lip.
I've been carrying around this list in my head: Things About Spike That
Keep Me from Staking Him.
His cheekbones are right up there, along with
the way his hair curls outta control if he's not real vigilant with the comb and
the gel. And his hands-not too big or meaty, but long fingers. Nice. Long.
Fingers.
And his physical proportions--I mean, gotta love his
shoulder-to-hip ratio...really impressive.
And his eyes, of course, but
I try to avoid 'em when I can--they tend to short-circuit the whole 'thinking
coherently' thing. So I end up staring at this mouth when I have to be looking
at him--and sometimes even when I don't HAVE TO be looking at him. And that's
how I noticed his lower lip.
It's really very expressive, you know? Like
he can say whole paragraphs with the way he holds it, or sucks on it, or pouts.
And it looks so soft.
Now, I'm not really much of biter--never got into
it, 'cause it had a tendency to make Angel jumpy and one time he even vamped out
on me from just one little nibble on his earlobe. And Riley--well, the less said
about THAT, the better. But I think I could really get into sinking my teeth
into Spike's lower lip.
Which will never happen, of course. And I
wouldn't even be telling you this if I weren't gonna dust you in a little while.
Ever since he told me he loved me--before that, even--I've been thinking
about what it would be like. I mean, if we called a time-out and just went for
it. We had a time-out once before-but that was to save the world and this would
be just to...
It's not like we're still mortal enemies or anything. He's
really just a pain in the ass now, when he's not helping out. And I appreciate
all the help-age--I really do, but I just can't go there again--me and
vampire-screwing are not mix-y. Last time it nearly ended the world and
ultimately sent Angel to hell, and the whole thing just gives me a major
wiggins.
So, that pretty much leads me to my question--the reason you're
still undead rather than dusty. And I expect an honest answer, 'cause...well...I
should have staked you months ago and I didn't, so you owe me.
What's he
like in bed?
I'm thinking he's really passionate, right? In an 'I'm
gonna devour you' kind of way. Is he a talker? I mean, you know, like--'talk
dirty to me, baby?' Is he a moaner--or, I guess he'd be a growler, huh?
Does he have a favorite position? I ask, 'cause with Angel, it was
pretty much over before it even started, and with Riley--well, like I said,
let's not even go there. I'll say this much, though--I learned to be a great
little actress with Riley Finn.
Does he do kinky? I've never-but
I'm...intrigued...I guess. I mean, I know Drusilla was into the whole S and M
scene--and he DID chain me to a wall, which, if I hadn't been so pissed off, I
might have actually liked.
What about after? Is he a cuddler, or a
turn-over-and-snore kinda guy? Does he send flowers the next day?
OK,
time's up. I'm gonna remove the gag, and you're gonna talk--answer all my
questions. And then, I'm gonna stake you, 'cause--well, 'cause you deserve it.
Hey! You? How long have YOU been lurking there--and don't give me that
whole 'hanging about is a different vibe' thing--you were listening, weren't
you? Well, I knew you were there all the time! YES, I DID!
Back off,
Spike. One more step and I'll...don't you laugh at me! Stop it! STOP! LET GO OF
ME!!
I'm warning you, Spike, take your
hands...off...me...I...you...mmmfpmmmpffmmm...who gave you permission to kiss
me? Don't! Hey, that was a brand new shirt! You're gonna pay for that, you...oh,
god...your hands are SO cold...
Hey, watch the bite, FangFace...I know,
just be careful...mmmhmm...yeah...oh!
Wait! Hold it! We are NOT doing
this!
At least, not in front of her...I don't care...yeah, I'm sure you
DO perform better in front of an audience, but this whole thing is already too
perverted. Untie her, let her go.
Harmony--just get out of town, OK? I
don't care where you go, although I'd avoid L.A.--what the hell were you
thinking, anyway? Get lost and stay lost, and if you EVER breathe...er...mention
a word of this to ANYONE...
Is she gone?
OK, look, we gotta talk
about this--I mean, it's important that you understand...this is just a one-time
thing--a time-out, like before, only without the whole 'Acathla's gonna suck the
world into hell' aspect.
Ooooh...that's nice...mmmm...so, um...are you
gonna lose the coat and boots, or...yeah, better.
DON'T rip it--are you
always this impatient? Just gimme a sec...there...now...mmmpfmmmppppfff...I DO
NOT talk too much! So I'm a little nervous, OK? It's been weeks and weeks for
me...aah...aaaah...that's so...
Ooooh...hey...lose the jeans,
Spike...come on, what're you hiding under there?
Wow...um...(gulp)...you're really...like I said, been a while--you'll,
um, take it slow, right?
v MMmmmm...oh...yeahyeahyeah...right
there...ahh...oh, god, your mouth is even colder...your
tongue...ohgodohgodohgodrighttheredon'tstoppleasepleasepleasehey!
Where're you going? Get back down there...oh...yeah, ok...yeah, like
that? You like that? Mmmmmm...is that good? Ooooo...your eyes are all
yellow...ok, sorry, I'll shut up now...
Mmmmm...what's the matter?
Already? Where's all that master-vampire self-control? Ok, fine, have it your
way...
Ouch! Didn't have to flip me QUITE so hard, BeastieBoy-yeah, I'm
ok...I...oh! Oh...oh...that's...careful, slowly...aaahhhhhhh...ohmygod...yeah,
it's ok...it's so very ok...come here...kiss me...
Sorry! Got carried
away...don't be such a baby, I didn't even draw blood...
Mmm...oh...yeah...just like that, but...harder...harder! OhMYGOD!
HARDERMOREMORE! OHGODI'MGONNA...AH-AH-AH-OOOOOOHHHHHH...
Oh, god. That
was...hey, did you BITE ME?
No, it's OK...felt, um...good...but if you
tell anybody, I'll deny it. In fact, if you tell anybody ANYTHING about this,
I'll deny it and then I'll kick your ass...so, are you gonna lick it off, or
what? Mmmm...that's nice...
Well, now that my curiosity is satisfied,
I'll probably be staking you the next time I see you...oh, I'm just kidding,
quit pouting. Or, actually...come here with that lower lip...
Part 2
Well, well, well. What have we here?
Hi there, Harm.
Hello,
Cutie. Surprised to see me?
Yeah, luv, I heard it all--every dirty bit
of it. You've quite a filthy little mind, Slayer.
Oh, you knew, huh? Did
not. Now hold still so I can give you a demonstration that'll answer all those
nagging questions you've got about me an' my...preferences.
Oh, put that
bloody thing away. You don't want to stake me...you want to shag me, don't you,
pet? Said so yourself.
Give us a kiss, ducks.
Whoops! Don't make
skimpy little cotton shirts the way they used to, do they? No pride of
craftsmanship...
Mmm...yeah, sorry about the frosty fingers, there, luv.
You'll get used to it.
Oh, come on, I barely nipped you...
What
NOW?!?
Oh, don't mind her-she won't bother us, will you Harm? Besides, I
do my best work with someone watchin'...
Oh, all RIGHT! Anyone ever tell
you you're a bossy bitch, Slayer?
Yeah, she's all gone...now, where were
we...
Oh, for pity's sake, Slayer...
Yeah, I get it. Just a
one-time thing. Now can we PLEASE cut the chatter an' get on with the bleedin'
sexual encounter? I've places to be this evenin'...
Hmmm? Right. Give us
half a moment--damn boots are a pain in the arse...
Where's the zipper
on these, luv? No, I won't tear 'em, I just want 'em OFF...
Come
here...oh, will you SHUT UP! Yes, I am impatient, and you talk too damn bloody
much!
No need to be nervous, pet. Easy now. Does that feel good?
Mmm, Slayer--you're so soft...who'd have thought something so fierce
would be covered in so much softness...right, can you reach the buckle? Good
girl...
No worries, luv. Won't hurt you...unless you ask very politely.
Now scoot up a bit.
You like that? Yeah, that's it...mmmhmm...be sure to
tell Xander I said that YOU'RE the original nummy treat...regular gourmet
meal...is that the spot...right...there?
Easy there, ducks. Time to
reciprocate.
Yeah...oh, fuck...yeah, just like that...that's so sweet...
How you do natter on, Slayer...
Ohmygodstop...STOP! Gonna make
me go off like a rocket, you keep that up...
Sorry, didn't mean to...you
OK?
Easy, now, deep breath...that's it...ohmygod you're so...is it--is
it all right?
OUCH! Easy with the lip!
Yeah, like that? More?
Oh, fuck, you're so tight...you're on fire...more? Harder? Yeah, I can
do harder...
Fuckin'christonableedin'cross...oh,
Slayer...aaaarrrrAAAARRGGHHHRR RAAARRGGHH...
Hmmm? Er...yeah...I guess I
did...sorry, never did learn to control that very well...did it hurt?
That's good...no, it wouldn't do to have the whole of Sunnydale knowin'
that the Slayer likes to get bit whilst she's comin,' would it?
Can I?
Haven't had my supper yet...
Oh, bloody hell, MUST you bring up stakin'
me when I'm tryin' to enjoy the afterglow? Bloody well ruins the mood...
I'm NOT pouting...master vampires DO NOT POUT!
Oh, all right,
since you put it that way
THE END
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