Vampire's Kiss
Written by: Joanne P.
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Summary: A Spike/Buffy Ficlet
Disclaimer: The show Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all of it's characters belong to Joss,
Mutant Enemy, & Fox Prod.
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His lips on mine. Then his tongue softly probes the inside of my
mouth. His tongue cool against the warmth of my mouth. I briefly
wondered if I brushed and gargled long enough this morning.
His hands on my waist, mine at my side.
He deepens the kiss, lord he deepens it, and I increase my tongue's
movements with his. I put my arms around his waist and then up his
back. I pull him closer to me.
Still he kisses me. I almost can't breath, but I don't care. I don't
want him to stop. But he senses I need air, so he does stop. I moan
in protest. He chuckles deep in his throat.
I stare into his eyes, I cannot stop myself. He takes a hand and
plays with my hair, I adore this. And he knows.
He winks at me and puts his mouth back to mine.
I hear the crickets chirping, the night's creatures all around us,
but I don't care. He pulls his mouth away again and I say, no. Again
that deep chuckle. He says that he needs to kiss me here. He moves
his mouth to my neck. He nibbles, he licks, he kisses and then moves
his mouth down my neck, down to in between my breasts. I reach
between us and unbutton a few buttons from of my shirt. He reaches
between us and opens my bra from the front. One cool hand is placed
over my left breast. He squeezes and trails kisses back up my neck to
my mouth. His tongue brushes over my lips and I open my mouth wide. I
want his tongue to find mine. He moves his other hand to my butt and
caresses. I could go mad just from this.
His deftness at everything he does makes me wet.
Where, I wonder, did he learn all this and who has he done this to
before? I hate her. But he is mine now. Only mine, for as long as I
want. And I want. And he knows.
My blouse is off one arm and I help him take it off the other arm. My
opened bra goes with it. He whispers to me that I am beautiful, that
he loves me, that he loves my body. And I love that he does, and that
he tells me he does.
He puts his mouth to one of my nipples. He nibbles lightly, then
bites softly with flat teeth. I moan, how can I help not to, the way
he uses his mouth.
I try to remove his coat. I need to have my naked chest pressed
against his naked chest. He breaks his hold on me. He knows what I
want, as I want it. He drops his coat on the ground and swiftly
removes his t-shirt. I moan at the sight of his bare muscled chest
which gleams slightly in the half moonlight. He grins, full of
himself. But I can say nothing to dispute, for he is magnificent,
even half naked.
He pulls me to him and our naked chests touch. I moan loud as he
moves slightly and makes my nipples slide over his. I want him so.
And he knows.
He presses me to him. His mouth is on mine. His kiss is hard,
demanding. My mind screams from the delight. I can't get enough of
his mouth on mine, his tongue fighting for dominance. I moan straight
into his mouth, feeling no shame.
He moves his hands down my back and up and then down again. Then his
hands are again on my butt, inside my pants. He caresses, rubs,
squeezes. His mouth leaves mine so I can breath. He needs no breath.
I wish I could be like that so he'd never break the kiss. His mouth
would never have to leave mine.
He moves one hand to my stomach. I gasp as his cool hand reaches down
to my sex. His head bent to my breasts. His two hands work magic on
me from front to back. I quiver. He swiftly moves my pants down to my
knees. I step out of one leg. He chuckles in pleasure. He knows what
I want.
He opens his belt while his eyes move up and down my body. I shiver
with anticipation.
He unzips his jeans. I inhale audibly. The sight always makes me
gasp. His eyes twinkle in reply.
I put my hand over him. He is cool, hard, long. I run my hand up and
down him. I cannot help it. I smile. He moans, speaks my name. I
tremble. The way he speaks my name, the feel of him in my hand.
I am so wet for him. And he knows.
He kisses me hard and lifts me straight up. I wrap my legs around his
waist. He places me over him. Slowly, I am lowered down full over
him. He never breaks the kiss.
He begins the movements. Gently at first. He makes sure I am in
position. Makes sure he is not hurting me. He breaks the kiss only to
look into my eyes. Silently asks if I am okay. I smile my reply. I
know the pleasure will now get ten fold.
He thrusts hard into me. I feel all of his strong hard length inside
me. I feel my wetness on him. Feel all his muscles bulge as he pumps
harder and harder. I moan. I gasp. I call his name. I cannot help
myself. It feels too good. Feels so right. I put an arm up, hold onto
a low branch of the tree we are under.
He says my name. He tells me how good it feels inside me. I scream
his name.
I feel it begin. Feel my body. under his command, react far beyond my
control. I want to make it last long, Want to make him never stop.
But I cannot. I cannot gain control. My insides convulse, tighten,
squeeze over him.
He moans. He stutters my name.
I can't think, was I thinking? I can't, oh God. I pant, I am lost. My
orgasm runs down through me. Runs all over him. My muscles continue
to squeeze around him. He makes two final deep thrusts. His cool seed
sprays into me.
I put both arms around him. He holds me to him. His strength makes me
reel in continued pleasure.
Then his lips are again over mine. He mouth full on mine. His tongue
dances with mine. I moan.
His kiss is passionate and long. My lungs cry out for air. But I
don't care. And he knows.
He lifts his head. I unwrap my legs from his waist. He places me
gently on my feet.
He stares at me looking for...I'm not quite sure. I am lost in his
stare. I blink hard, I try to break the hold he still has on me. I
quickly put my pants on. I find my shirt, put it on. I leave my bra
in my pocket. I button my shirt.
He pulls up his jeans. Puts his coat on. His t-shirt is on the
ground. I pick it up, hand it to him. He nods. I smile.
I watch him turn and walk. His crypt is just a few feet away. He
stops. He turns to me. He tilts his head and winks. I smile. I nod.
He comes back to me. Takes me into his strong arms. His kiss is
sweet, fervent. I let him take control. Must give him control. He is
so skillful at it all.
I am lost in his vampire's kiss, and I don't want to be found.
He breaks the kiss after a while. I try hard not to show the sadness
I am feeling.
I turn and walk away. I still feel his kiss on my lips. I know he is
watching. I can feel his beautiful blue eyes on my back.
In silence he begs me to stay. I try to leave.
I feel my legs stop. I feel my body turn. I look into his eyes. My
body quivers. My mouth moves to speak.
I smile. Tell him to kiss me.
He comes to me. He lifts me up into his arms. His lips are on mine.
His tongue brushes my lips. I part my lips and his tongue finds mine.
Lost in my vampire's kiss, I want more. I won't leave. And he knows.
THE END
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