~Spillow for Feen~

Spike was mesmerized. He had come to the Bronze to observe the slayer but, her saucy red-headed friend was the one he was watching. She was sexy as hell in her cute clothes. Her body dripping with innocence and undiscovered sexiness. She was obviously very inexperienced but that’s how Spike liked her. Wanted to break her in, show her his ways. Take her sunshine and bathe in it. Buffy walked away leaving her friend by herself giving Spike an open opportunity. He sauntered up to her and grabbed her around the waist.

“Hey! What are you doing?” she demanded as he dragged her towards the dance floor.

“Fancy a dance?”

“You are supposed to ask before you drag a girl onto the floor,” she told him.

“Come on Red…” he started but was silenced as she began to struggle against him, making his cock jump against its denim prison.

“Let me go!” she yelled hitting him on the arm.

“Now you better go before my friend sees you,” Willow said pointing at him.

She gave him one last look and walked away.

He adjusted his straining length as a slow smile spread his face.

Sod the slayer…I want the witch.

~Spike/Buffy/Angel for Vampkiss~

It didn’t matter that it was a dirty alleyway. All that mattered were the two vampires who were kissing and caressing her, making her head spin. Angel was kissing as Spike ran his hands up her skirt, smiling when he realized she wore no panties. Spike ran his hands along her slit lifting her leg and impaling her on Angel’s length. Spike rubbed himself against her, slathering himself in her essence as he pressed against her tiny pink hole. Spike fisted his hand in her hair, turning her around and kissing her as he eased himself in her virgin heaven. She gasped against his mouth as Angel groaned, feeling Spike’s cock through the thin membrane that separated them. Spike’s eyes met Angel’s and they smiled slowly. Nodding, their eyes turning yellow they kissed up either side of her neck. Spike reached a hand down in between Angel and Buffy and pinched her clit as they both struck., Buffy’s high-pitched scream filling the air as her orgasm rocked over her. Her walls clenching around them, strangling their lengths as they both spilled inside her.

“Mine!” they shouted in unison.

“Yours…oh God yours,” she whispered, not realizing what she had just done.

~Spike Buffy Angel for Mizzfoxyfreak In your face mate.~

“She so did not say that Spike. I don’t know who you’re kidding,” Angel said angrily.

“Oh please you big ponce. Why don’t we just call and ask?” Spike challenged.

“Call her? With what phone?”

“Don’t you have a bleeding cell?”

“Yeah right like I’m supposed to ask the question.”

“Why not?”

“Because Spike, it’s a stupid question.”

“It is not.”

“Yes it is!”

“You are such a bleeding wanker. If you’re going to be such a nancy boy about it then I will ask,” Spike started to walk away.

“Are you kidding boy?” Angel asked angrily grabbing Spike by the collar.

“No I’m not. It’s not that big of a deal Peaches. Obviously you can’t handle her answer.”

“I can handle it…” Angel started as Buffy walked into the mansion.

“Hi guys,” she breezed as she walked up to Spike and kissed him, full on the mouth.

Spike’s eyes met Angel’s smugly as Buffy pulled away.

Spike walked up to Angel very smugly and smiled at him.

“In…your…face…Mate!” he sneered.

Angel gave him a dark look and turned away as Buffy sauntered up to Spike again.

So what if Spike’s cock is bigger? It’s not the size that counts.

~Angsty Spike season 7 with the first as Buffy for Mrs. Muir~

I watched as she walked away, leaving me in hell. Silent tears hanging from my eyes, threatening to fall. I won’t allow them to. I won’t allow myself that little modicum of feeling, of emotion to run rampant in my body. I saw the tears; felt them as they fell at my confession. My soul tearing me in half, imprisoning my demon and holding him back. I got it for her, to make me a man she could love and did she? I tried to rape her, how can I forgive myself? How can she? I am a monster…soul or not.

“William?”

Her voice floated above me and as I lifted my head there she stood.

She kneeled down in front of me and looked into my eyes, lifting her hand and teasing me, making me wish she would touch me, comfort me.

“Did you actually think she would forgive you?”

Her eyes dripped with malevolence as she stared at me.

“You’re a monster Spike. You should just kill yourself now,” she told me as she disappeared.

Alone I sat, the only sound in that basement were the sobs shaking my body and the tears that I allowed to fall.

~Season 4 Spike/Willow for VelvetWhip~

He came here for Buffy, I told myself as he paced our bedroom. Stupid to think he would come for me. Willow the side-kick.

He was mumbling.

Something about slayers and blood and oh God he’s on top of me.

He’s gonna bite me…oh God do it already.

I feel my panties dampening with need as his body presses against mine. Suddenly he’s screaming and jumping off me. Just when I start to feel offended his body is back on mine, his lips on mine. His tongue licking at my mouth begging to be let in.

Oh…Goddess like I would lock the door.

I surrender wholly to him, almost begging him to touch me. His hands are everywhere at once, coasting across my skin, goose bumps everywhere.

My clothes are gone before I know it, his cock poised ready to sink inside me. He hesitates, judging my reaction, knowing that this is the point of no return. My hands wander down his ass and grab him as I thrust my hips against him, silencing his doubts.

Whoever said vampire cock was cold was a damn liar. He was burning me from the inside and damn it I fucking loved it.

~Season 7 Spike/Willow for Velvet Whip~

I’m supposed to be a lesbian; I mean hell I was with Tara for years. She was my one, my world. But how come my eyes keep straying to the blond vamp in the chair? How come I think about him when Kennedy kisses me? Why do I put my vibrator in cold water so I can imagine it’s his column of hard cock inside me when I fuck myself with it later?

I sigh loudly, drawing his attention, blushing as he stares at me. My eyes grow wide as realization dawns on him.

I jump up and leave the room, my face turning redder with every step.

I’m on the porch when the door opens behind me.

“Red? You ok?”

“I’m fine Spike.”

He comes up behind me and places a hand on my shoulder. Oh God…he’s touching me. I shiver involuntarily under his hand. He takes it, as I am cold and tries to give me his jacket, which I shake no.

“Red?”

“Just go Spike…go back to your precious Buffy,” I say angrily.

I shrug his hand off of me and walk away my scent trailing after me.

Leaving him confused and more then a little aroused.

~Spike/Buffy/Faith for Mizzfoxyfreak~

Spike had me pinned against the wall; my legs spread open while he attacked my mouth with his. His cock filling me as he thrust inside.

“Yo B…wow,” Faith breathed, instantly aroused at the display in front of her.

Spike whipped his head around and leered at her lasciviously.

“You want some of this?” he drawled.

“Actually I want some of her,” Faith licked her lips and stared at me.

Oh what the hell, I thought as Spike pulled out of me. Faith dropped to her knees in front of Spike and licked his hard length tasting me on him.

“Divine.”

She stood and removed her pants, her shaved pussy gleaming like a beacon as she positioned herself over my head. Spike grabbed my legs and shoved them wider, pressing Faith down on me, her tongue flicking my clit. With one fierce move Spike impaled me on him as Faith lowered her honeyed cunt on my face. We writhed against each other, my tongue and fingers working Faith as her tongue and Spike’s cock worked me. We came hard, the three of us falling on the bed in a tangled heap.

“Ready for round 2?” Faith asked wiggling her eyebrows.

~Bangel for Feen~

God why won’t he leave me alone? I know I’m good but damn…go home already. He’s like a cat… you feed it once and it keeps coming back. I shouldn’t have given him the crumb, because now he thinks I’m his one…his only. I’d sooner marry dirt or even Willy before I fucked Angel again.

You’d think he’d get the picture. I wanted to try vamp cock…not get into a heavy relationship with a brooding vampire who wouldn’t know how to please a lady if a pussy jumped on his face and handed him a list of instructions.

My god he’s even in my dreams, chasing me, telling me how much he loves me. I end up fighting him. Sword to sword. To the death and I can’t stop wishing for his, even as I plunge the sharp metal through his chest and into his heart. Still he stands there telling me he loves me. What the hell is wrong with this guy?

My eyes stray to the door as the bell sounds. I sigh walking towards the heavy wood and peering out the peephole. There he stands, a stupid smile on his face.

“UGH! Where is that damn sword?”

~Spillow for VelvetWhip~

He’s going to kill me. I know it. He’s shoving the broken glass bottle in my face, pure murder written on his features. I shrink away, frightened but feeling something stir. Embarrassment surges across my cheeks as he looks at me funny. His head cocked to the side, his scarred eyebrow raised. He leans in dangerously close.

“What’s this? The little witch is turned on?” he leers seductively at me.

I shake my head violently, practically shouting no as he runs his finger along my breast. My sharp inhale of breath has him dropping to his knees in front of me, he shoves my legs apart, bracing my hands on the edge of the bed as he presses his face under my skirt, against my panty-clad pussy.

He inhales deeply, practically tasting me through the silk. His eyes are wild, flickering between blue and yellow as he rips my panties in half. I scream and buck against his head as he tortures me, licking me from top to bottom. Suddenly I feel a sharp sting and I explode. I shake and quiver as my come and blood flood his talented mouth.

“Take me,” I whisper lifting his face to mine.

~Angel/Fred for LilBreck~

Fred smiles at me as she walks into the hotel. I smile back, wondering if she is flirting with me or merely being nice. I know it’s the latter and my grin fades realizing she will never know what I feel.

She’s walking up to me. Her hand tangling in her long brown hair as she twirls a lock with her fingers. Her maple eyes filled with warmth as she sits next to me at the desk, her arm brushing against mine. A rush of warmth floods me and I am helpless as a sigh escapes my throat.

We both reach out for the same pen when we touch hands, another surge, another sigh. We turn towards each other at the same time, our lips touching. We pull apart. I’m terrified, wondering what she is thinking, she’s blushing and staring at me with her hand on her lips, her eyes wide. Suddenly she’s in my arms, her mouth against mine, kissing me wildly, passionately. I hesitate, wondering what we are doing when something inside me breaks and my arms wrap around her possessively.

“What the hell?” Gunn yells, practically tearing me off of her. His stake pressed to my chest.

~Spillow for LilBreck~

“Come on Red…please?”

“No Spike…we aren’t alone.”

“Oh bloody hell, I don’t care.”

“Well I do,” Willow whispered.

Spike dropped to his knees beside her and looked around to make sure the other scoobies were occupied. He leaned in close to her, his breath leaving goose bumps on her flesh.

“Willow…baby…please,” he begged.

“Spike I mean it…stop it.”

“You know you want it. Want me. My mouth working on your clit, my fingers filling you up.”

Willow blushed, her insides beginning to tingle, her pussy aflame with the filthy suggestions coming from Spike’s mouth.

“And then after I drive you crazy I’ll bend you over and shove my hard cock in your overflowing cunt.”

Willow gasps her before mentioned parts humming with desire.

“Spike…please.”

Spike can read her like a book, knows that she is just mere inches away from cracking.

“If we go now I’ll do that thing with my tongue that you like so much.”

“What Spike? You need something from the store? I’ll go with him,” she said as she dragged him out the door.

“Are you crazy? You are so dead!” she hissed as she attacked his mouth with hers. Her hands cupping his straining erection.

~Buffy/Spike/Angel for Vampkiss~ (Part 2)

The actual claiming had been the easy part. Both vampires drinking from me, fucking me had been pure heaven. Now as I lay limp against Angel’s chest, Spike pressed against me I am nervous. They are still buried inside me, their cocks twitching as they become hard once again. Spike kisses my shoulder lightly, his lips trailing along my skin. Angel starts moving inside me, making the three of us groan in pleasure.

My head is resting on Spike’s shoulder as Angel kisses my throat, my jaw line. Spike is cradling me, his hands cupping my breasts, thumbs brushing against my nipples as he starts to thrust too.

I’m nearing the edge again, so swiftly…intensely. My body tenses up and I let out a strangled cry, exploding around the two cocks that are spearing me. Twin grunts follow my cry as they shake and fill me to overflowing. I look into Angel’s brown eyes and see them flicker yellow. It should scare me but it doesn’t, it turns me on more.

It doesn’t even occur to me that Angel could lose his soul during our acts of sex.

That is until I hear the warning growl emanating from Spike.

~Willow/Angelus for VelvetWhip~

How he turned into a vicious creature was beyond me. But he scared all of us, especially me. Ever since he had snuck into my room and killed my fish. I was in the process of putting up the “un-invite” spell when the French doors to my room flung open.

There he stood in all his scariness. His usually warm brown eyes were wild and slightly crazed.

“Well well,” he taunted as he crossed the room in a blur and pinned me against my wall.

“Angel…please.”

He smiles slowly, cruelly and I know he likes my begging. He leans in close to my neck and licks a line up my throat to my jaw line. I shiver involuntarily, scared to death and excited as well.

He seems to know that I like it and presses his body against mine, his knee nudging my legs apart, my nightgown riding high on my thighs as he settles in between them. He holds my hands above my head as his mouth settles on mine.

I expected brutal.

I expected rough, not this sweet kiss that is melting my insides and making my knees shake.

I kiss back, praying that he doesn’t kill me.

~Willow/Angelus for VelvetWhip~(Part 2)

He lets my hands go and tangles one of his in my hair, his hard cock pressing against me most deliciously.

I grasp at his shoulders as he lowers a hand in-between us to rip my cotton panties off. He groans when he feels how wet I am, his fingers sliding up and down my cleft.

I moan against his mouth as he rubs my clit. I’m at his mercy as his knees nudge my legs farther apart, my thighs splayed open, giving him all the control.

“So tight,” he murmurs against my mouth as he undoes his pants, freeing his hard cock from its prison. He positions himself at my excited entrance waiting for me to give consent.

I find that almost odd but sweet at the same time.

I nod slowly, my wide eyes not leaving his as he lowers me onto his cock. He is kissing my neck, biting me gently as he thrusts against me. My back sliding up and down my wall.

I claw his back as my pleasure mounts, so intense I don’t even notice he has slipped into his vamp face. My body explodes as he strikes, sinking his fangs into my neck.

~Spike/Tara for Silverdemilark~

I’m sitting on the porch step outside, tears streaming down my face as he approaches me. He sits down next to me and gathers me in his arms. Kissing the top of my head and murmuring soothing words in my ears. Fighting with Willow had been the worst and her use of magic is spiraling out of control. I can’t help her and that’s what tortures me the most.

“It’s ok Tara,” Spike whispered in my ear, his head bent close to mine.

My stomach flutters at his nearness, his scent washing over me, tantalizing me. Ever since he punched me in the face to prove I wasn’t a demon to my family, I have had a soft spot for him. I find myself protecting him and taking his side over a lot of things.

His kindness is like a blanket, wrapping around me, keeping me warm.

“I know Spike…It will be,” I say softly leaning into his embrace. Letting him tighten his hold on me.

He presses a kiss to my forehead and allows me to cry a little more.

My tears wetting his shirt.

I open my mouth to thank him when a bolt of light strikes us.

~Spike/Tara for Silverdemilark~ (Part 2)

His clear blue eyes meet mine as he lowers his head. He kisses me, his mouth moving over mine possessively. His tongue begs to be allowed in and as I grant him access he groans against me, his hands against my back, holding to me to him as he deepens our kiss.

I can’t stop myself as I turn in his arms, my breasts pressing against his chest as I bite his bottom lip. My legs are around his waist, his cock pressing against my mound.

I want to rip the clothes from us and impale myself on him, feel his hard cock inside me, hear Spike moan as he fucks me. My hand is in his hair, my fingers working his tight curls from the matting of gel he uses.

I reach down between us and cup his erection through his jeans. I unbutton his pants as he kneads my breasts in his hands. His fingers working over my nipples, making them strain, begging to be touched more.

His cock bounces free and I grip him. My hot little hand around his pulsing flesh. I move up…down and back again.

“God Tara,” he whimpers as my hand keeps stroking.

~Spike/Tara for Silverdemilark~ ( Part 3 )

Her hand is driving me crazy as she moves it up and down my shaft. I can’t stop myself as I thrust against her burning palm. I moan against her neck my lips trailing along her skin.

My hand moves by it’s self down to her thighs. I lift her skirt and slide my hand underneath, feeling her pussy through the silk of her panties. Tara jumps as I push her panties to the side and run my hand up her slit. She is so wet she is practically dripping, her essence burning me.

Before I know it she is positioning herself over me. I open my mouth to protest, to tell her she doesn’t have to do this when she lowers her fiery pussy on me. All coherent thought leaves my head as she envelops me in her heat.

She tenses and it’s then that I smell the blood. She was a virgin. My eyes meet hers and I see tears shining in her cornflower depths. I’m astonished as I realize she just gave me the most precious gift in the world. I kiss her tenderly, my lips gliding gently against hers as she begins to move on me.

~Spike/Tara for Silverdemilark~ (Part 4 )

She’s moaning and panting, her back arching as she rides me. I rip her shirt open exposing her breasts to the cool night air. My hands caress her breasts through her black bra. I bring her nipple to my mouth and swirl my tongue around it, making it tighten even more. She is clutching my head to her chest, never stopping the rhythm we have started.

I pulled the cups of her bra to the side as I pinch her nipples. She is getting close; I can feel her walls tightening around me.

It’s driving me fucking insane.

I open my mouth to nip at her breast when I feel my fangs elongate in my mouth.

I lift my face to hers and expect her to be scared, to push me away. What she does instead has me almost losing it.

Tara ran her hand tenderly down my face and smiled at me before pushing my face back against her breasts.

My amber eyes zero in on her flesh and I strike, my fangs sinking into her rose-scented skin.

Tara’s body explodes, her throaty cry vibrating through the night air. I pull on her blood, my cock firing inside her.

~Spike/Tara for Silverdemilark~ (Part 5)

A blast of light hits us again, tearing us apart. I am flung onto the grass, Spike still on the steps. He is looking at me confused, his cerulean eyes trailing to my exposed breasts. I blush violently as I pull my shirt together, hiding my skin from his view. I start to pull my skirt down when I see the blood staining my thighs.

Tears fill my eyes as I realize what we had just done. I sneak a glance at Spike and see the anger beginning to dawn on him. He jumps up and fixes his pants, refusing to look at my face.

“Spike?” I question.

He glances my way, his eyes meeting mine. He sees the tears and the guilt written on my face and he glowers, his eyes darkening.

“No Glinda…just no,” he says.

His eyes are filled with hurt and betrayal. I want to cry, to reach out to him but he turns abruptly and stomps away, leaving me alone.

I sink to the floor and allow the tears to fall, never noticing Willow shaking and staring at me from the back door window. Her eyes black from the magic she just cast on us.

~Spike/Buffy for SpikesKat~

I watched as Parker let Buffy down. Killing her softly with his words as he told her that she was just a one-night stand. I felt bad for her, my dead heart contracting painfully in my chest as I watched her face fall. I looked down at my hand, the Gem of Amara on my left ring finger.

I stepped out into the sunlight, reaching them in 2 strides of my long legs. I grabbed Parker’s shoulder and spun him around, landing my fist squarely on his nose.

“How bloody dare you!” I yelled at him as he fell to the warm grass.

Buffy grabs me from behind, her face covered in astonishment that I am out in the sunlight. She looks down at my hand and sees the ring. Instead of taking it like I thought she would, she hugs me. Pressing her delicious little body against mine.

“Thank you Spike,” she says against my ear.

A warm feeling envelops me as I hold her.

All that work for the Gem, to be invincible, to be able to walk in the sunlight. I would gladly give it all back just to have this feeling she is weaving over me.

~Spike/Buffy for SpikesKat~

“Do you trust me?” Spike asks me, waving a pair of metal handcuffs in the air.

I want to shout no, never ever, but that isn’t true. I trust him with my life, my heart, my everything. He is the only one I can be around; the only one who understands what I went through.

My heartbeat speeds up as I realize I’m falling for him. Falling for this man, this vampire. It felt so out of left field but it also felt meant to be. I have only been able to feel with him. With Spike.

“Do I have a reason to?” I taunt him, not daring to look at him. Not wanting to betray my feelings in my eyes.

“I guess not,” he says dejectedly.

I glance at him then, see his hurt expression and I can’t help myself as I move on top of him, my hands on either side of his face, forcing him to look at me.

“Of course I trust you…William.”

His cobalt eyes widen as my answer, my feelings wash over him.

He pulls my head down to his and kisses me deeply. Telling me everything words cannot with his lips, his tongue.

~Buffy Punk Prostitute with Spike and Angel for Neo_trinityknot~

I touched my flaming pink hair in the mirror of the hotel as I neared the room. The man who called requested a punky looking girl, so I put on my pink wig and torn fishnet stockings and headed over. I thought I looked ridiculous but I knew the man would appreciate it.

I lifted my hand to knock on the door when it suddenly swung open.

The man who stood before me was gorgeous; his short, spiked hair was white blond color I had never seen before. I looked into his face and found myself molested by a set of deep blue eyes.

“Anne?” he asked, his British accent soaking my thong.

I nodded dumbly as he opened the door wider, sweeping his hand around in a gesture to enter.

As soon as the door shut he was behind me, his hands running on my body as he presses his erect cock against the twin globes of my ass.

He pushed my head to the side and attacked my neck. Kissing and biting me as his hands cupped my breasts.

A shadow passed over me and suddenly there was another man standing there, staring at me, moving towards me.

~Buffy prostitute for Neo_Trinityknot Spike/Buffy/Angel (part 2)~

He was larger then the blonde man with large brown eyes and dark wavy brown hair. My green eyes strayed to his, as he lifted a hand to my cheek and fingered a lock of my hair.

The blond man behind me was still kissing my neck and caressing my breasts, stroking my nipples through the thin fabric of my t-shirt. I felt his erect cock jump against my bare ass as my skirt was lifted.

The man in front of me fingered my pussy through my thong and pulled it down as he sat in chair in front of me. The blond man pushed me forward, towards the brown haired man as he pulled his cock from his trousers.

I was seated on the man, his cock filling me as the blond man behind me eased his cock in my ass. I groaned low in my throat as they held me between them. At once they started thrusting inside me, their cocks rubbing against each other as they pounded me. I moaned loudly, their bodies moving at an impossible speed, fucking me ruthlessly. I cried out as my body shook, my walls tightening, strangling their cocks as I came.

~Buffy/Faith for Surfboskian~

“Come on B,” Faith begged me as she fingered her pussy next to me on the couch.

It had been a slow night patrolling and we came home early to an empty house. Faith suggested we watch movies and as soon as I consented she pulled an all girl porn movie from behind her back.

At first I was uncomfortable but as soon as the sex started I found my pussy getting wetter and wetter. I don’t know how she did it but Faith convinced me to get naked and here we sat on my couch, our fingers buried in our pussies.

Before I knew it she was leaning over me, her mouth inches from mine. Her eyes were pleading with me, begging me to kiss her and I gave in, my mouth meeting hers. She moaned against my lips, her pussy humping my leg as she licked at my mouth, running her tongue along mine.

I rubbed my clit harder, reaching down to bury my fingers in my pussy when I felt Faith touch me. She slipped two fingers in my dripping cleft and stroked upwards, hitting my G-spot. I cried out as my orgasm hit me, shaking me.

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