“Here, love,” I said, rushing forward and opening the door for her before bending and taking the bags off her. No girl of mine was going to be hefting hulking - and they were hulking. For someone with so many morals, bird’d taken to stealing like a duck to bloody water, if you ask me - great bags about town for herself, that’s for damn sure. Call
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“All your fault, that is, pet,” I said softly, bucking my hips a little as her fingers caressed my shaft. Oh god, did she feel good? I couldn’t believe that twenty minutes ago she was a gibbering wreck… but I didn’t want to think about that, not while she was lying underneath me, looking so beautiful, her hands running under my shirt and over my chest and cock.
My cock throbbed urgently, and I moved to slide into her. But I paused for a minute and almost as an afterthought, I grabbed the hem of that tight velvet top of hers and hauled it up so her breasts were exposed. I pulled my shirt off and sank down on top of her. Hadn’t exactly planned on getting undressed, but I just couldn’t resist feeling her against me.
“God, I adore you,” I whispered before kissing her and sliding my cock inside her.
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"Spike..." I moaned softly, arching to him and pressing my body to his even more. "Oh goddess I want you..." I leaned up and grabbed him to me, pulling him down to a deep kiss that made me tighten around him.
I ran my tongue over his bottom lip before sucking it between my lips and dragging my nails down his back and arms. "Love you." I murmured when I pulled back, lacing my fingers with his as he pinned them above my head and started to rock deep and slow into me.
"Spike..." I murmured softly, burying my face in his neck and kissing his skin. "Am...am I wrong?" I bit my lip, shaking under him from the feeling of him so deep. "I have such wicked thoughts...like I want you to be rough and h-hard with me...I keep um picturing you doing things with your belt and..."
I cried out and looked up at him with wide eyes ad he stared down at me, the look in his eyes unreadable. I stayed still and watched as he reached over for his belt, keeping his eyes on me at all times and ran it down my face and causing me to moan softly.
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"Am...am I wrong? I have such wicked thoughts...like I want you to be rough and h-hard with me...I keep um picturing you doing things with your belt and..."
Moving slowly, as if any movement would break this dream that I seemed to be having where my girl was giving me permission to do…well, who knew what…but it sounded bloody promising…and fun. Bloody fun.
“Nothing wrong with it,” I said carefully as I watched the dark leather stroke the pale, soft skin of her cheek. “Tell me.”
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“Nothing wrong with it..."
His eyes were dark and I knew I was most likely confusing him more then anything. But I was the one that was really confused. Part of me desired these things and the other was frightened of them. There was so much I had to learn, one of them being finding a balance between myself and this soul.
“Tell me.”
I bit my lip and my eyes met his, knowing that whatever I say is going to open a pandora's box to the rest of this night. "Please Spike, anything...I trust you..." I smiled slightly and arched my hips to him. "Like I did in the shower...please baby...Sire..." I murmured aganst his lips, giving him my submission and wondering what he was going to do now that I gave it to him.
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But anything…she really shouldn’t say things like that to a bloke.
“Ought to be careful what you ask for, pet,” I said, voice low, cock throbbing with anticipation as she looked up at me with those big, trusting eyes. God, she knew just how to get me going, all right.
In the shower…? Her words triggered a memory and leaning on my elbows, I shoved the tip of the leather through the buckle and made a loop, then slipped it over her head. She’d like this…it’d give her a thrill.
It’d at least give me a thrill.
“Pinch me if you get scared, deal?” I asked and she nodded gravely. How sweet and trusting she was. But I wouldn’t hurt her…she’d like this…she liked it well enough in the shower, at least…
“Hey…and do that sweet little miss routine again, will you?” I asked boldly, grinning. “Gets me going.”
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Nodding slowly I shifted and tightened my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into me as he moved slowly. Almost painfully slow.
“Hey…and do that sweet little miss routine again, will you? Gets me going.”
He what? Oh boy...Pandora's Box alright. Could I? well then again the things he did to me in the shower and heck he's got a belt around my neck.
"Yeah." I murmured before running my hands over him, gasping when I felt him pull the belt a bit, my eyes going wide as I looked up at him. "P-please...ohhh please mister...please don't h-hurt me..." I whimpered softly, feeling him move his hips harder against me. "Mister...please...y-you're choking me..."
I looked up at him with pleading eyes, feeling the belt get a bit tighter as I gave into it even more, gagging slightly as my eyes watered, never taking my eyes off of his.
The belt got tighter still and I started to playfully try to push him away, struggling under him and crying out whe his free hand grasped both my wrists and pinned them over my head. "Ohhh s-sir...p-please don't..." I closed my eyes tightly and bucked under him when I felt his lips at my breast and he bit down roughly.
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Didn’t really occur to me that meant she couldn’t let me know if I was hurting her.
"Ohhh s-sir...p-please don't..."
Oh, fuck yeah. I tightened the belt a little more and dipped my head to her breast, biting down roughly with my human teeth, teasing her nipping and chewing on it before lapping at it with my tongue. Should I bite her there? I wondered, she was playacting the terrorized little victim, but I could tell by the way she was bucking her hips to meet my thrusts that she was really enjoying this.
Maybe one little nip wouldn’t hurt.
Slipping into game face, I nicked her nipple with my fangs before sinking them into the juicy underside of her breast. She cried out and I tightened the belt even more, running my tongue over the wound I’d made and getting totally lost in her.
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The belt tightened around my neck, making me gag even more, the tears running down my face from the pressure. A strangled cry escaped my lips when he bit my breast and tightened the belt again. My nails dug into his hand and I bucked my hips up to his, wrapping my legs tighter around him as I felt my orgasm rip through my body.
I cried out his name and struggled under him even more when he yanked the belt again, his eyes meeting mine as my vision blurred and went black for a moment as I came. The belt became looser and he put his hand in my hair, crushing his lips against mine and pulling me against him as I felt him come right after me.
His weight pressed against me and I sighed, coughing slightly at the rawness of my throat. I idly ran my hands over his back and I kissed his neck, hiding my confusion from him. I felt good, no matter how bad and wrong it felt I felt good and I felt good with him.
"I love you." I murmured against his neck, running my fingers through his hair and relaxing just a bit. We were in the magick box, we'll find out what I need to know about how to control this demon inside me and to keep the crazy moments away. Things would be ok. We'd be ok.
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"Love you too, pet," I answered, kissing her neck lightly, but not moving. I was too bloody spent to move. That's been one hell of an orgasm...also, she still had her legs wrapped firmly around my waist. All in all, moving in anyway was pretty far down on my list of things to do.
I inhaled contently, expecting to get a face full of that amazing smell she always gave off after we'd shagged, but instead all that filled my nostirls was the sharp tang of leather. My belt. Really had no idea she'd be into something like that, but then my girl had always been full of surprises...I just hoped she wasn't going to get all het up about it now that it was over...
Raising myself up on my elbows, i losened the belt and pulle it over her head. When it was off I chucked it over the edge of the table, out of sight out of mind and all that. It landed with a dull slapping noise on top of the shattered remains of our mugs. Yeah, guess we'd made a bit of a mess. Luckily demon girl had that soft sod of a boyfriend...doubt she'd be getting down on her knees to clean it up with him around. I grinned at the thought. If I ever let a woman control me...well, I bloody wouldn't...
I glanced down at Tara and dipped by head, kissing her slowly and murmuring 'I love yous" before pulling back and easing out of her. Best get on with this fact finding mission if we ever wanted to get out of here and have some fun. Plus, I had some 'research' of my own to do...
"Well," I said, pulling on my pants. "Guess we'd better hit the books." God, I was really starting to talk like an American. We had to get out of this country...before long I'd be talking like a sodding valley girl...just like Buffy, little miss...
But I couldn't finish the thought. Something inside me twisted when I thought about her. God, if she could see what I'd done. I glanced at Tara who was wriggling into her pants. Oh sod it, I was glad I'd done it...she was mine now, 'sides, crying over spilt milk was a mugs game.
Pulling on my t-shirt, I walked over to the bookshelf and pulled down a book and opened it to a random page. Best get this party started.
"Hmmm," I said, grinning and begun to read the page aloud. "How to make the man slash woman or your dreams yours forever," I grimaced. "Sounds like an issue of bloody Cosmo."
Glancing at Tara and winking, I ripped the page out and shoved it in my back pocket. "Might keep it anyway, come to think of it. You know, just in case."
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