Rated: NC17
Pairing: W/Spike
Disclaimer: All things BtVS and AtS belong to Joss and/or whomever is currently taking responsibility for them.
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Summary: PWP per the voting on my fanfic list - http://groups.yahoo.com/group/WitchsLoveFanfic/ . Remember to participate in my polls if there is something you want to see!! I pay attention. Promise!!!
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Willow thought back to that night, during high school, when she and Buffy had, laughingly, talked about their few sexual escapades. Okay. In Willow's case there hadn't been much to talk about. In fact, there had been nothing. But Buffy hadn't been a virgin when she moved to Sunnydale. There had been someone before Angel, in fact. A guy named Pike that Buffy wouldn't talk about any farther than to say he had been 'good'. But the red head did remember, with startling accuracy, the one thing Buffy had said to her about giving oral sex.
Just lick him like a lollipop.
During her time with Oz Willow had never once found herself even remotely tempted to take advantage of this advice. The times they had engaged in any sexual activity had been brief, something that had undoubtedly given Oz more pleasure than it had given her. Especially since she had gotten nothing from those experiences. It hadn't been until she allowed Spike into her life, and bed, that she discovered what she had been missing. Pleasure. Before that she had thought there had to be something wrong with her because she wasn't getting anything out of sex. Turns out, there must have been something wrong with Oz because Spike certainly knew how to make her cry out.
And that's why she wanted to do this for him and, per the usual Willow Rosenberg style, she was taking a very clinical approach to making sure she did it as good as anyone else. She was researching. The videos she had ordered through the internet were all stashed discreetly in a box under her bed. Those hadn't been much use. The little she had learned from them was that men seemed to enjoying cumming on the face of the woman doing the sucking. She doubted seriously that she would be up for all that and had already made the decision that she was a swallowing sort of girl.
Now for the next part of her learning process - the lollipop. She had chosen a Tootsie roll pop because, due to its size, it was the closest thing she could come to Spike. The vampire in question would be home within the next ten minutes, she knew, so there really wasn't much time left for the 'learning' to be completed. She unwrapped one of the candies, the red color indicating that it was, hopefully, some sort of berry flavored confection. She placed it in her mouth, rolling the item around until it was good and wet. Lubricant, such as spit, was an essential part to this process from what she understood. The women in the videos certainly seemed to have liked things wet.
She pulled the lollipop in and out of her mouth, experimenting with different techniques and movements. Her eyes closed and she could picture herself doing those same things to Spike. She fell into the fantasy so much, even, that she hardly heard the door open in time to pull the lollipop from her mouth. The candle fell onto its wrapper on the table. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, trying not to look too guilty as her lover walked into the room. "Hey, sweetie. How was the visit with Angel?"
Spike snorted, chuckling humorlessly. "Same as usual, pet - bloody annoying." The vampire sighed, collapsing into his favorite chair, a gift Willow had given him on the anniversary of the date they moved into the apartment. "He made the usual threats about what he'd do if I ever hurt you and I told him to go shag his secretary and get it over with."
"Did you give him that relic Giles sent with you?" She raised an eyebrow at him. That *had* been the entire point of his trip, after all.
"'Course I did, Red."
Willow watched in amusement as her mate closed his eyes and leaned his head back into the comfy leather chair. Already on the floor, she crawled forward until she was kneeling in front of him. 'No time like the present.' She thought, reaching a hand up to lightly stroke the outside of his jeans, along his crotch. She looked up, smiling innocently as he opened one eye to look at her.
"Whatcha doin', luv? I've no energy for that right now. Not after visiting with Peaches. Maybe later?"
"Shhh." The red head whispered, holding a finger up to her lips in a shushing motion. "Just sit there, then. I'm not asking you to do anything." Her fingers continued to play with the fabric over his cock, the organ within swelling beneath her touch.
Spike blinked once, twice, then shut his eyes again and surrendered himself to the mercy of his witch. "Whatever you say, baby. Whatever you say."
Willow grinned, giving him one last stroke through his jeans before reaching for the zipper. The fabric parted with a soft sound, the noise like thunder in their quiet apartment. Like expected, and fully normal for Spike, there were no underwear beneath the jeans. His pale length sprang into view, alert and ready for action despite the weariness the vampire had professed to be feeling. She tapped his leg, gesturing for him to lift up slightly so she could pull the jeans down. When they were at his feet she pulled first one shoe off, then the other, until she could slide his jeans completely off. Finally he was just sitting there, clad only in his white t-shirt, cock sticking up, eyes closed.
At her complete mercy.
She licked her lips, moving her body close enough to the chair that she could easily reach her target. Her fingernails ran lightly along the underside of his balls, sending a shiver through him that made the muscles in his legs tense and the release. She smiled. This was fun, to be the one delivering the pleasure at your own leisure. He could sit there for as long as she wanted and she never once had to put her mouth on him. It was sweet torture.
But teasing him could wait for another day. For tonight she wanted to be the bearer of sweet ecstasy. Of pleasure beyond compare. Or that's what she hoped, at least. She moved her mouth over the tip of his cock, licking gently at the head. At his stifled moan she began her attack in earnest, taking him as far into her mouth as possible and then allowing him to slide out. In and out. In and out. She began to suck as she moved, her tongue flickering over his sensitive head as she moved the organ out of her mouth and sucking furiously when she had it fully within her warm, wet orifice.
She hummed softly, the soft noise she was making quickly drowned out by the vampire's moans of pleasure. His nails were digging into the arms of the chair, fingernails clawing at the leather. He was going to tear it if he wasn't careful. But wouldn't that just be another sign that she was doing something right? She pulled his swollen cock from her mouth, licking a ring around the head. Her tongue darted out, lapping up a small drop of pre-cum that had formed. She rolled the taste around her mouth, deciding that it wasn't that bad. Definitely something she could get used to.
Grabbing him firmly at the base of his thick member, the witch began to stroke him, her mouth suckling delicately at his head, licking circles around him. Just like a lollipop. It was so simple. Why had she been so worried about this? This was nothing. "Spikey.love you."
"Love you, too.witch.." Spike growled, holding onto his humanity by a thread. She was bringing him dangerously close to the edge and he wanted to see how this would all play out. He closed his eyes, muscles tense as she, again, took his entire length in her mouth. Her mouth played delicate music with his cock, her humming sending spasms of pleasure coursing through his body.
Willow looked up into her lover's face as his growls increased, his moans becoming louder. She began to suck harder, faster, her hand kneading his balls gently. When his eyes opened again they were the golden ones of his demon, his true face coming out immediately thereafter. He was close. With one last burst of energy she moved her mouth faster. His fingers were in her hair, urging her further down his shaft. She took him deeper.
And felt him convulse almost immediately, his cum shooting into her throat. She swallowed reflexively, fighting the urge to gag. This looked a lot easier in the movies, that was for sure. His grip in her hair finally eased and she pulled away, licking one last drop of cum from his cock.
"Pet.you are amazing." Spike murmured, pulling his lover into his lap. He knew that had to have been her first time ever doing that - she had admitted to him before that it wasn't something she had participated in with the Mutt. So. "How did you get so good at that?"
Willow smiled, putting on her best sensual look. Hopefully he'd take her to bed soon and give her a little of what she'd just given him. But until then she had a question to answer. And why not just be truthful. He'd probably never believe her anyway.
"Lollipops."
~*~End PWP~*~