I've got myself so terribly unglued...

[sexytarawitch]

[Continued from here]I heard the belt hit the floor with a wet clang, splashing in the blood from our broken mugs. Images and nightmare type memory's flooded my mind of when I was little and made me shudder

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[ex_lovesbitc93]

God the taste of her skin. I knew it’d drive me wild for eternity. Yeah, I was bloody addicted but who gave a toss? Not me, not right now, not while I was sheathed in her luscious tight body, pounding into her a mile a minute bringing the both of us to the edge of ecstasy.

“Tara, love…” I groaned as she cried out my name and clenched around me, her muscles fluttering deliciously around my cock. She was so close, so was I for that matter and I didn’t want to delay it any longer, I wanted the warm oblivion that I only got from coming inside my beautiful girl.

“Fuck,” I grunted, angling my hips and thrusting roughly in and out of her until I felt her cunt clench and her back arch. She cried out and gripped onto me, her nails tearing at the skin of my back. The smell of her arousal and my blood filled the air and drove me bloody wild, sending me into oblivion until all I could feel was her against me, around me…and the warm weight of arousal in my stomach…

And as she came again, tightening around my dick, warmth exploded in my belly and I came inside her with a roar, burying my head in her neck and thrusting into her erratically as I road out the exquisite aftershocks of my orgasm. Bugger me…fuck, how I adored her.

I kissed the skin of her neck lazily. “Love you,” I mumbled into her skin when I’d recovered a tad.

[sexytarawitch]

“I love you…” I murmured softly as I felt the weight of his body against mine; I lazily ran my fingers over his back, ignoring the fact that I just clawed him and made him bleed. The guilt of that welled up inside me but I ignored it as best I could.

A pang of sadness washed over me and I missed my heartbeat. If I were still alive my heart would be pounding in my chest from everything, my skin would be warm even covered in sweat.

I remember that first time we were together, how good he made me feel even though I was scared. I missed that - not that he didn’t make me feel good now, goddess he did - I miss the little things.

I miss my heart beating. I miss the sun. I miss…I miss being alive.

Spike moved and pulled me to him, I wrapped my arms around his waist and sighed contently. I do love him even though everything I think and feel is one big mass of confusion. “Thank you.” I whispered, leaning up and kissing his neck where I’d bitten him days ago - or was it weeks? Everything blended together now so I wasn’t sure.

Squirming against him I wrapped my arms tightly around him, putting my leg over his and feeling the air in the room go over my bare skin. Maybe things will be ok, they can’t always be bad; even if this was The Hellmouth.