Who's Afraid?
Parts 1&2
Written by: Sarah Aless
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Summary: Spuffy smut, Spike, Buffy in an outfit and smut! Spoilers: Season 6 after Wrecked.
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Part 1...
Buffy entered Spike's crypt very warily; feeling both nervous and already ridiculously aroused. She had no idea what he had planned. She'd
come home from patrol to find a note on her pillow saying 'Come straight to
my crypt when you get home. Don't shower!' The tone of the note left her in
no doubt that Spike was feeling all masterful tonight. The thought had made
her hornier than she already had been from the slaying. She'd scoffed a
microwave burger then headed on out to the cemetery, her stomach in knots
and her panties growing wetter with every step.
She looked around the
crypt and noticed a red cloth covering something and a note perched on top
of it. Checking all around as she went, in case Spike was about to pounce,
she walked over to the pile and picked up the note. All it said was 'Put
these on, braid your hair and come downstairs.' On closer examination Buffy
realised that the pile was actually clothing, and it was clothing she
recognised. Suddenly everything fell into place. She didn't know whether to giggle or be even more nervous.
Buffy donned the outfit quickly and
did as the note instructed with her hair, then made her way down the ladder
to Spike's underground bedroom. As she went down the ladder she prayed that
Spike wouldn't have gone to the extreme of dressing in a corresponding
outfit. She honestly didn't think she would be able to keep a straight face
if he had. As she reached the bottom of the ladder she was struck by how dark it was down here. There were only one or two candles burning in the
gloom of the subterranean cavern. Her slayer instincts were screaming 'trap'
at her as she attempted to peer into the darkness outside the pools of light
cast by the candles.
She heard a movement off to her left and as she spun
round to face what she was sure was Spike she was completely taken by
surprise. Spike pounced from behind, catching a braid in each hand he tugged her head back and growled in her ear "You shouldn't be wandering around
in the dark little girl. Should you now?"
Buffy gasped and dropped the
cape part of the outfit (which she'd opted for just carrying) as he pulled a
little harder on her hair. "You should also answer the big bad wolf when he
asks you a question little red riding hood." He growled again and Buffy's
knees went a little weak as he licked her neck. Spike nipped at her neck with blunt teeth and growled again. Buffy gave up trying to work out when Spike had managed to find and steal the outfit she'd worn at Hallowe'en a couple of years ago as her mind hazed over with lust.
She needed to kiss him and desperately tried to free her braids so that she could turn and put her mouth on him. Spike however merely tightened his grip before using the braids to pull her head back even further and to the side; giving him better access to her arching neck.
He grew rapidly more aroused as he watched her chest heaving beneath the red
and white gingham and the dainty little pinafore. God but she was a vision
in this outfit. Her increased blood pressure didn't help matters either as
he noticed the vein in her neck throbbing and pulsing with her excitement.
He licked up the vein to her ear, grasping the lobe between his teeth he
pulled quite roughly.
Not only did Buffy's knees grow weak this time they
actually buckled as he nipped the spot just behind her ear, knowing that
this drove her wild in any even vaguely sexual situation. As she sank to her knees she was struck with the need to have Spike's cock in her mouth, and the sooner the better. It wasn't going to happen she realised as Spikes grip on her hair was as punishing as ever. She straightened her
legs and locked her knees before bending forward quickly in an attempt to
wrench the braids from Spike's grasp. It didn't work and she attempted to
straighten up but Spike had decided he liked the position as he ground his
hard cock against her ass and pussy. He walked her over to the bed in the
same position grinding against her all the way and making her whimper with
need. When they got there she braced her hands on the top of the bed as
Spike finally let go and took a step back.
He was consumed with the
need to plow his dick into her hard and fast and relentlessly as he surveyed
the delicious sight before him. The skirt of the red and white gingham dress
hadn't looked *overly* short when she was standing up, but now the gathering
in the material made the bulk of it fall to the front. This meant the skirt
didn't quite cover her ass and he had a tantalising glimpse of the white
cotton panties she wore. The sight of the demure underwear (as if she'd read his mind when she dressed even though she'd had no idea about this) almost did for Spike. He growled again and moved to catch her hips
and
rip the panties off her.
The break in contact had given Buffy time to
gather her senses and decide she wanted to play a little. She was acutely
aware of how ready Spike was to ravage her from the feeling of his prick a
moment ago. Moving quickly she shot round to the other side of the
bed.
"Oy!" Spike yelled in protest "Come back here little red. I want to eat you!" He said waggling his eyebrows suggestively with the last words.
Buffy pouted at him and widened her eyes saying, in the best
little girl voice she could muster, " Oh but I don't think I'd like to be eaten!"
Spike smirked and curled his tongue against the back of his
teeth before saying "Now we both know that's a lie luv. Now be a good girl and get on the bed so I can start my feast." He moved to lunge round the
foot of the bed but Buffy anticipated this and moved just as quickly. They
now stood, he at the foot and she at the head of the bed, both panting and
Buffy very flushed.
Part 2...
"Lie down" Spike growled.
"I don't think so Mr. Wolf" Buffy giggled,
skipping round to the left hand side of the bed as Spike moved round to the
right. Spike glared across the bed at her and Buffy coyly placed a finger in
her mouth and nibbled on it before sucking it into her mouth and pulling it
out again slowly as their eyes locked.
"Keep that up and you'll have
something much bigger than your delicate little finger in your mouth before
long little girl." Spike
leered.
Buffy adopted a mock shocked face.
"But I thought you were the one doing the eating today Mr. Wolf."
"Oh
believe me luv" Spike countered "You're going to be well and truly
eaten......amongst other things."
"What do you mean among other things?"
Innocent Buffy was back, pouting some more just for good measure. "I don't
think I should trust you Mr. Wolf. I think you have plans to corrupt
me."
"Damn right sweetheart" Spike rumbled "I'm going to *corrupt* the hell out of you and then I'm gonna *corrupt* you some more. I'm gonna *corrupt* your brains out little red riding hood. Gonna *corrupt* you so
hard you won't be able to walk straight."
Spike double bluffed her,
dancing from one foot to the other and making her run round the bed towards
him. Buffy tried to run away when she realised her mistake but her legs, and
her whole body actually, had turned to jelly at his words. She made it
perhaps four or five feet before he caught her, cackling and snuffling at
her hair as he lifted her and threw her over his shoulder.
Buffy
shrieked and wriggled as he hefted her more squarely onto his shoulder. She
pummelled his back calling out "Put me down, put me down, you bad mean
wolfie!" Spike smiled and slapped her wriggling bottom once, stilling her
struggles as he tipped her onto the bed. She landed on her back and her
skirts flew up over her chest revealing the white cotton panties to Spike
again. He grinned at the sight until she moved to push the skirt back down
to cover herself.
"Leave it" he commanded
"But Mr. Wolf!" She
gasped wishing she could make herself blush for added effect "You can see my
panties!"
Spike crawled over her on the bed, removing her hands from the
dress and pinning them to the mattress at her sides. Buffy grinned up at him, pretending to try to struggle from his grasp as he ran his tongue
over his teeth.
"My, my Mr. Wolf" she exclaimed "what a long tongue you
have."
"All the better to make you squeal with Little Red Riding Hood"
Spike leered, insinuating his knee between her thighs he pushed her legs apart, his hands continuing to hold her wrists down. Buffy squirmed and
panted as Spike moved down her body; she attempted to clamp her thighs
together. He let go of her wrists and placed his hands on her inner thighs
and pushed them apart. He moved back up her body as she attempted to sit up,
pinning her back down with his weight. Buffy kept up the pretence of
struggling until Spike thrust his denim covered erection forcefully against
her wringing wet underwear.
She groaned loudly, unable to hold the sound
in as he continued to rub his hardness roughly against her clit making her
hips lift against him. Spike grinned and returned his head to the apex of
her thighs. Making his tongue into a stiff point he used it to rub hard at her clit through her panties. Buffy felt moisture rush from inside of
her at the intimate contact, making her underwear even wetter. She whimpered
as he moved his head from side to side rapidly, his tongue still rubbing at
her now swollen bud. As her head began to thrash from side to side her body
grew hotter and hotter; her shaking hands moved to the sides of her
underwear without any conscious thought on her part.
Spike grabbed
her hands again as she desperately tugged at her panties blind to anything
but getting them off and having his tongue tease her bare skin. Placing her
hands on either side of her again he raised his head and tutted at
her.
"Dear me, little girl" he mocked "I don't think there was any need
to worry about me actually corrupting you. You're quite the little hussy aren't you? Can't wait to get you knickers off for the big bad wolf, you
little strumpet!"
Buffy's only response was to roll her head and let out
a whimper that was almost a sob. She NEEDED him to stop teasing and get down
to the eating part.
"Right then!" Spike growled "If Little Red Riding
Hood wants her pants off, we'll damn well take her pants off." With one
swift movement he tore her panties off and out from under her. His tongue immediately delved back into her wetness. Buffy perspired and shook as
if she had a fever that was reaching it's crisis point. Spike removed his
tongue before sliding two fingers just inside her creaming entrance and
curling them upwards, rubbing solidly against her g-spot. Although her hips
twitched and were desperately trying to increase the pressure of his
fingers, the absence of stimulation on her clitoris cooled her down the
tiniest weeniest fraction.
Spike began to thrust his fingers in and out
of her fast and hard, maintaining the upward pressure on her g-spot. Her
inner muscles clamped and loosened completely randomly as Buffy was rapidly
losing control of any part of her body. Spike watched her face, feeling so powerful as her eyes became wild and colour rushed to her cheeks. He gave her nubbin one quick flick with the back of his thumbnail and Buffy's ass lifted clean off the bed as she cried out. She was so close,
her clit felt so sensitive, but the tiny bit of contact wasn't enough to
send her over the edge. Grinning Spike slowed his fingers until they were
barely moving and pressed up hard on her g-spot. Then he removed his fingers
entirely and stared between her legs as Buffy writhed on the bed. "Looks
like someone's very aroused!" He proclaimed, "beautiful little button
standing to attention, begging me to touch it."
Buffy was past the
point of being embarrassed. "Oh God.....please....please....I...you have
to......aaagggghhh!" She yelled as Spike used the fingers, warm from being
inside of her and covered in her secretions to barely rub over her nubbin.
Her hips pumped furiously towards his teasing hands and Buffy suddenly believed that she would lose her mind soon. He didn't keep the contact
for very long though and smiled when he saw that even after his fingers were
removed her hips still bucked; looking for anything to give her stimulation
she desperately needed.
"Beg for me again Little Red" he taunted "I love
to hear you beg"
"Please" Buffy gritted out, her eyes squeezed shut
"please.....I NEED to cum.....please!!!"
Spike pushed four fingers
inside of her, pumping them in then out and then bringing them to a halt,
wedged as tight up into her as he could get them. He slowly brought his
tongue down and licked all around her clit without actually touching it.
Buffy was practically sobbing now and he revelled in the feel of her
clenching and unclenching against his fingers. After a little teasing he
brushed her clit firmly with his tongue. The clenching became a lot harder
as he set up a slow rhythm with his. He was playing it dangerously close he
knew, but he was confident he could tease just enough that she wouldn't cum
until he made it happen.
"Are you ready Little Red?" He questioned,
not really expecting an answer. "I'm going to fuck your tight little hole
with my fingers hard and fast as if it was my cock, and I'm going to lick
and suck and eat at your creamy slit and nubbin until you
scream."
"Oh shit!" Buffy said as his words caused more convulsions of
her inner walls.
Spike did just as he promised. His fingers pistoned
in and out of her with almost as much force as if he was fucking her with
his dick. Before he got down to the eating part he looked I her in the eye
one more time. "You like that?" He asked "Gotta tell me or I'll just have to stop, cos I don't want to do anything you don't like"
"Oh
God!!!!....Don't you dare stop!" Buffy all but shrieked
"Want me to eat
you now Little Red?" He questioned
"Oh...god ....yes
please...NOW!!!"
Keeping up the relentless finger fucking that was almost
rattling her teeth with every in-stroke Spike took his tongue back to her
clit. Flattening it he moved it hard against her clit every time he pushed his fingers into her. Within seconds Buffy was thrashing uncontrollably
as the hardest orgasm she had ever had washed through her. Her hands made to
grab Spike's head to push him against her as the orgasm passed but they only
got as far as her bent knees as she realised the orgasm wasn't stopping.
Another one was building right on top of the one that wasn't finished yet.
She gripped her knees so hard that she would later find she had considerable
bruising. She yanked on her legs pulling them further apart as her hips
bounced on the bed, pushing forward of their own accord. She couldn't see anything but red couldn't hear, couldn't feel anything but Spike's relentless pounding of his fingers in her and the burning release that
just kept on coming from between her
legs.
"Gahhhhhh!!!....ahhh....ahhhh....HOLY FUCK!" She screamed as Spike eventually slowed down and removed his tongue. It was just as well he stopped when he did as Buffy had reached the point where if the orgasms
had kept flooding her she would have passed out from the sheer ecstasy of
it. He left his fingers inside of her and placed a thumb on her clit as she
humped the end of her orgasms away on his hand.
Spike crawled up the
bed to lie next to a very flushed, very out of breath, yet insanely happy
slayer. He had a moment of worry as he took in the sight of her all spent
and panting. Her eyes were closed and her head lolled back a ridiculous grin
on her face. He'd done such a good job, he worried that she would be too
knackered now to scratch the considerable itch that the combination of her
outfit and his performance had given him. He needn't have worried, after a couple of minutes, Buffy's breathing returned to normal and she finally
opened her eyes. "Mr. Wolf!" She exclaimed, "I do believe that was the best
feast I ever had where I wasn't doing the eating and ...........Oh!" She
said looking down between them "Mr. Wolf what
a HUGE dick you have! You're
mouth is obviously for eating, but I wonder what you'll use THAT for?!"
Part 3...
"Well, I just don't know Little Red Riding Hood. Do *you* have any ideas as
to what I could do with it?"
Buffy made a show of mulling the idea over.
While she was 'thinking' she sat up and moved closer to Spike and also moved
down his body. Spike watched with growing......interest. Buffy looked closely
at his
throbbing hard-on then up at his face with the sauciest grin
she could muster.
"Looks good enough to eat" she mumbled, just loud
enough for him to hear. Swinging one leg over both of his as he rolled onto
his back she dropped to all fours and crawled backwards until her head
was above his dick. Spike closed his eyes as she took his rigid staff
in her hand and lowered her mouth to him. She slowly pumped up and
down his length and, finally, making her tongue into a point, licked
the head all the way around before flicking it rapidly across the
tip. Spike moaned as Buffy gave the head a final lash of her tongue
before turning quickly and leaping off the bed and scampering to the foot
of the ladder.
"Well that was fun Mr. Wolf" she called "but I'd better
be getting home now. Thanks for everything." She winked as Spike's head shot
up in confusion. "Goodbye" she waved cheerfully and began to climb
the
ladder.
She'd gotten halfway up the ladder when a growling,
vamp-faced Spike grabbed her right ankle. Buffy's legs turned to jelly again
as the snarling vamp began to tug at her ankle. She'd known she was being
an insufferable tease, but she'd got hers and she could never
resist teasing Spike. For Spike's part, he wasn't *really* all that
unhappy about this turn of events. From his position beneath her Spike
had one hell of a view up her skirts. Obviously she was bare as he
had ripped her panties off earlier. She kicked her ankle trying to
loosen his grip and Spike almost literally drooled at the sight of
her glistening pussy lips peeping out at him and her firm ass
wriggling with the effort of trying to throw him off. The sight was
so spellbinding he didn't realise that Buffy had put the foot he
was holding back onto the ladder. She crossed her left leg behind her
and stamped hard on his outstretched arm. Spike cursed and let
go immediately, and Buffy began to scarper up the ladder again.
"You
sly little witch!" Spike exclaimed, sure that she must have known how put off
he'd been by being able to see up her skirt. He rushed up the ladder and
caught her easily as she shrieked and giggled. Coming up behind her he
grabbed her pinafore straps in one hand, forcing her shoulders back and
effectively immobilising her arms. He swung round and held her dangling by
her apron straps.
"Oh! Put me down Mr Wolf" she giggled kicking her
legs.
"My pleasure" Spike grinned, dropping her from their current
position about three quarters of the way up the ladder, down to the
hard floor. He leapt straight down on top of her, turning her over
and pinning her arms by her head and straddling her hips. "Now just
where did you think you were going pet?" Spike growled in her ear "Big
Bad Wolfie isn't finished with you yet."
"But you said you were going
to eat me and you did! I didn't think you'd have any trouble finding
something that you could do yourself with that big dick." She smiled cheekily
as she spoke again, intentionally using one of the phrases she'd picked up
from him. "You know, what with your begin such a wanker!"
That phrase
(and the fact she'd used it correctly) coming out of Buffy's mouth stunned
Spike for a fraction of a second and Buffy managed to tip him off her as she
turned over and began to get to her feet. Spike was too quick again though,
and she found herself squashed on her front, arms held down by her head once
more.
"You shouldn't tease a wolfie little girl, and you REALLY
shouldn't insult him."
Grinding his hardness into her ass he put his
mouth against her neck, letting her feel the points of his fangs for a
second. "When wolves get angry they're inclined to BITE!" As he said 'bite'
he tightened his grip on her arms and made a snapping sound at her ear.
Buffy couldn't hold in a yelp as his teeth snapped and her stomach
turned over with desire. God but she wanted him to bite her. Since
they'd been 'shagging' he hadn't even tried that, in fact this was the
first time he'd even mentioned anything like it. Buffy's heart
rate increased dramatically as she remembered a pleasure so intense it
had made her pass out when Angel had bitten her three years
earlier.
Spike smelt her arousal and heard her heart rate increase. "Oh
you bad girl!" He said "I think someone wants to be bitten!"
Gathering
reserves of strength from god only knew where Buffy managed to throw him off
again and she bolted. She could hear Spike spring to his feet behind her and
she jumped on the bed to run across it. Spike pounced, catching her around
the knees he tackled her down onto the bed. She fell face first and was
instantly held down by Spike's weight on her.
"You're not fooling me
luv" he said breathily "if you were really trying to get away you wouldn't
keep letting me pin you down like this little red. I know what you want me to
do with my prick..........I also know what you want me to do with my
fangs."
"I don't know what you could mean Mr. Wolf" she was
feigning innocence again but Spike was rapidly getting past the point
of playing. Buffy squirmed under him, she knew what she wanted him to
do with his prick and fangs too but she was enjoying the chase far
too much to tell him that just yet. As she wriggled, her ass rubbed
his crotch, as far as Spike was concerned her wriggling was doing
nothing but ensuring she was going to be getting a damn good shagging
VERY soon. Pulling her hands to the small of her back he held them
there
with one hand while the other freed his cock.
"You know exactly
what I mean" Spike admonished "Now be good and open your legs a bit so I can
give you what I have for you."
"No!" Buffy said "You're a mean old wolfie
and I think you want to do naughty things between my legs."
"Damn
right I do! And you want me to too you little sod. Stop pretending you don't
and open up."
When Buffy still kept her thighs clamped shut Spike growled
and put his mouth on her left butt cheek, dimpling it with the points of
his fangs.
"Tell me you want it and let me in" he coaxed "or I'll take
a nice big bite out of your luscious ass." Buffy squeaked but didn't
move, deciding to test him. Spike slowly slid his fangs into her
ripe cheek. Buffy's back arched and she gasped at the slight
pain, followed by the delicious pull of him sucking her. He only sucked
for
a second before withdrawing his fangs and laving at the holes with his
tongue to help them to close. Buffy's entire body had relaxed. He easily
managed to part her legs now and, letting go of her hands, pulled roughly up
on her hips. Before she had even recovered from him biting her ass she was on
her knees before him and felt his solid tool plunging deep into her welcoming
channel. His hands ran up and down the front of her thighs as he thrust
slowly in and out. Steadying herself on one hand Buffy reached behind her to
undo the pinafore intending to undress, wanting to feel his skin on her
back, when he bent over her which he was sure to do. Spike
stopped thrusting and halted the progress of her hand.
"What are you
doing?" He questioned
"Taking my clothes off" Buffy giggled, "Never
figured you as being one for 'clothes shagging'"
"Ok, first, where in
hell did you hear a phrase like that?"
"British girl I chatted to on the
internet." She laughed
"Fair enough. Second, normally I do want to see
every inch of your delicious body, but not today, you're far too fuckable IN
the outfit. Besides, I can get to all the important bits" he said sliding a
hand up to her clit and reaching round with the other to tweak at
her nipple through the dress. Turning them 90 degrees so that her head was
at the top of the bed he continued "So I suggest you forget about undressing
and put your delicate little hands on the headboard and hold on tight, cos
I'm about to fuck your brains right out of your head."
"Oh god no
arguments here!" She gasped as Spike began to thrust again with renewed
vigour. She did just as he said and gripped the headboard so hard it was a
wonder it didn't splinter under her grasp. She felt him slide her skirt up
over her ass and almost screamed as he ran his thumb over his bite mark as he
thrust into her hard and fast. Desperately she spread her legs further as he
reached deep inside of her with thrusts which now bordered on brutal in
their force. He kept up the stimulation of her nubbin, rubbing and
pinching it in time with his pelvis slamming into her.
"You like that
Little Red Riding Hood?" He growled between thrusts. "Big bad wolf's big hard
dick, fucking you senseless?"
"Oh yes...yes...god that's good" she
panted out "faster....harder.....thats it......fuck
me.....fuck me....ooohh!!"
Buffy was disintegrating into babble
rapidly at the feel of him stretching and pounding her from behind. He was
grunting like the animal he'd been pretending to be as she slammed backwards
to meet his thrusts. They were going at it so hard and she felt so good
that her arms began to sag at the elbows and she ended up with her
head leaning on the headboard, forearms flat to it as she panted
and moaned. Although the position gave Spike a handsome view of her
ass, which was now raised as her head slid lower on the headboard,
the position made it harder for her to push back and Spike was all
for participation from both sides. When her head was almost as low as
the pillow he removed his hands from her clit and where they'd
been mauling at her breasts through her dress. He reached forward
and grabbed her braids again yanking her back up none to gently, until she
was back in conventional doggie style position.
"Stay with me luv" he
panted out "Come on..........fuck me back.....thats right........."Buffy was
thrusting back in earnest now as Spike held her hair like reins and tugged on
them every time he thrust into her. He stopped moving entirely saying "Come
on then little girl...........show me how much you want it......how much
you love it.......fuck yourself on my big hard dick."
By this point
Buffy needed no encouragement, although she was disappointed that his
thrusting had stopped she was so desperate to feel him moving in and out of
her that she shoved herself back and forth hard and fast; using the
headboard, which she still gripped with knuckles that were now white, for
leverage. Spike pulled on her hair a little harder urging her on "That's it"
he encouraged "hard and fast.........shove it all the way inside
you..........come on girl......harder..........faster..........fuck
it..........." The more he egged her on the harder his hair pulling became
and the quicker Buffy felt her orgasm building, just when she thought
she couldn't go any faster Spike began to thrust again.
The pair
groaned as their hips smashed together with movements that would have hurt
each other had they both not been a little more than human. Spike put both
braids in one hand and continued to pull them
as his hand reached back round
underneath her to finger her erect nubbin. "Oh fuck!" Buffy screamed
"I'm
gonna........gonna......god.........I'm coming!!" As she screamed
and her inner convulsions began to milk Spike he collapsed over her
back, holding her round the waist as he spurted, thrusting shallowly but
at an incredible speed. Still holding her braid he used it to tilt
her head and as his own climax rushed through him he sank his fangs into a
still screaming Buffy. The Slayers blood seemed to give Spike an endless
supply of cum as he just kept spurting and jarring into her. The second his
fangs pierced her skin Buffy felt another orgasm
rising, and another and
another as he sucked at her life's blood and filled her with his
cum.
Eventually Spike withdrew his fangs as he finished spurting into
her. Pulling her down to the side so they lay in 'spoons' position
he licked at her the wounds on her neck as she panted and
tried desperately not to lose consciousness. He nuzzled at her neck as
her breathing slowed down. Turning her head to look at him as he leaned up
on an elbow he rubbed his finger over the bite marks on her neck as he looked
into her eyes and said "Are you all right luv?"
Buffy smiled hazily up at
him. "I'll tell you when I come down. I'm floating around on a cloud
somewhere right now. God that was amazing Spike."
"No shit Slayer"
Spike replied, deadpan. He never could resist a spot of
sarcasm.
Pulling herself away from him so that he slipped out of her
and turning around she said "I have a couple of questions though.
One, what was with the 'My Little Pony' antics?"
Spike gave her a
confused look.
"You know the hair pulling, and the yelling
' harder..........faster..........fuck it...........' Like I was your pet
horse! I half expected you to yell giddy-up at me"
"Giddy-up eh?" Spike
smirked "That idea has potential luv. You'd look so cute in a bridle with a
bit in your mouth to shut you up. I 'm sure I've still got a riding
cr.........." At a playful glare from her he went on "Guess I just forgot who
was playing the animal luv, and what kind I was supposed to be. Least it was
doggie style though! Truly wolfie! I must get points for
that."
"Suppose so" Buffy conceded. "Ok, second," she went silent and
as Spike was about to ask her what was second she pounced on him, pinning
his arms to the bed and sitting on his legs to immobilise him. "Second, you
had that all your own way. Guess you forgot that in the story, Little Red
Riding Hood always wins. She always gets the wolf, and gets him good. So you
see, I think I'm going to have to hold you down here and fuck YOUR brains
out."
"No arguments here luv" Spike grinned growing instantly hard
again.
The End
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