Re: Hard Landing, Kara/Spike, R. blood 2/2lanalucyAugust 23 2015, 09:09:04 UTC
She didn't know how he did that, but no way was she going to be impressed. Was she supposed to know what a vampire was? "Neat trick. Bed?"
"You in some kinda hurry?"
Kara stomped her foot. "Gods. You talk more than Lee! Are we gonna have a little chat in your," she pointedly looked around, "little crypt, or are we going to frak."
"By all means." He flipped a blanket down to the foot of the bed and pointed. "Need a little help getting undressed?"
Kara gave him a stink-eye. "You need to be undressed? We're just frakkin', man." She mumbled under her breath, "or not." She whipped her zipper down and shoved her pants and panties to her hips, then turned around, shaking her ass in his face. "You sure you know how to do this?"
Then he was there, a solid weight against her back. He didn't look like much, but he felt more solid than Lee. "I know what I'm doing." His fingers probed her curls, sliding in the lubrication. "Wet, luv. That'll make things easier."
She grabbed his wrist, crushing it in her hand, and twisted her head to the side to face him. "Me first. Right when I'm about to come, you can bite me, and it'll send me right over, but I'm not into blood sacrifices."
Spike hummed and broke out of her grip, his fingers already flicking at her clit faster than she could do it herself. She leaned into him and let herself relax. "Yeah. Gods. Just like that." Her chest heaved and she knew she was moaning, even if she couldn't hear it, and like he had telepathy or something, just as she hit her climax, he bit down on her shoulder hard, and Kara shouted, the shiver rushing over her skin, leaving her hair standing on end everywhere.
She let herself stand for a moment or two, then reached behind her, seeking his cock. "Now. Frak me. Frak me hard. Make it hurt."
The sensation of him shoving in was just exactly the right side of pain, and Kara's fingers were already on her clit again, ready to push herself over the second he came.
Only he didn't. He pumped in and out, lasting longer even than she could with her vibrator, and she was starting to get stiff, holding this position over the coffin. "Gods, Spike, come already."
He grunted. "You're the one said a little pain makes it better. Just trying to accommodate you."
She pinched her clit, pushing herself into another orgasm, and finally he finished, standing away almost immediately.
Kara straightened and zipped her pants and turned to lean on the coffin. "You got a smoke?"
Spike grinned at her, his cock hanging out the front of his jeans, and tossed her a packet of cigarettes.
Kara flicked the lighter, pulled a deep puff in, and let it out in stages. She wriggled her shoulders, cracked her neck, and flicked the ash off the cigarette. "Nice work. Haven't felt this loose in ages."
He puffed on his own cigarette as he righted his clothes, and said, "If you really don't know where you are, there's someone you should meet."
"Am I gonna have to frak 'em all?"
He grinned even bigger. "Now that, luv, I would pay to see, but no. If anybody can figure it out, though, it'll be Giles and Willow."
Kara nodded and stomped her cigarette on the floor. "Thanks for the frak. Let's go."
Re: Hard Landing, Kara/Spike, R. blood 2/2lanalucyAugust 24 2015, 12:25:20 UTC
Thanks!
I had to get that Randy bit in.
"Might as well call me desperate for a shag Giles." It's such a crucial moment in the Willow/Tara story arc, but parts of it are so frakking hysterical.
"You in some kinda hurry?"
Kara stomped her foot. "Gods. You talk more than Lee! Are we gonna have a little chat in your," she pointedly looked around, "little crypt, or are we going to frak."
"By all means." He flipped a blanket down to the foot of the bed and pointed. "Need a little help getting undressed?"
Kara gave him a stink-eye. "You need to be undressed? We're just frakkin', man." She mumbled under her breath, "or not." She whipped her zipper down and shoved her pants and panties to her hips, then turned around, shaking her ass in his face. "You sure you know how to do this?"
Then he was there, a solid weight against her back. He didn't look like much, but he felt more solid than Lee. "I know what I'm doing." His fingers probed her curls, sliding in the lubrication. "Wet, luv. That'll make things easier."
She grabbed his wrist, crushing it in her hand, and twisted her head to the side to face him. "Me first. Right when I'm about to come, you can bite me, and it'll send me right over, but I'm not into blood sacrifices."
Spike hummed and broke out of her grip, his fingers already flicking at her clit faster than she could do it herself. She leaned into him and let herself relax. "Yeah. Gods. Just like that." Her chest heaved and she knew she was moaning, even if she couldn't hear it, and like he had telepathy or something, just as she hit her climax, he bit down on her shoulder hard, and Kara shouted, the shiver rushing over her skin, leaving her hair standing on end everywhere.
She let herself stand for a moment or two, then reached behind her, seeking his cock. "Now. Frak me. Frak me hard. Make it hurt."
The sensation of him shoving in was just exactly the right side of pain, and Kara's fingers were already on her clit again, ready to push herself over the second he came.
Only he didn't. He pumped in and out, lasting longer even than she could with her vibrator, and she was starting to get stiff, holding this position over the coffin. "Gods, Spike, come already."
He grunted. "You're the one said a little pain makes it better. Just trying to accommodate you."
She pinched her clit, pushing herself into another orgasm, and finally he finished, standing away almost immediately.
Kara straightened and zipped her pants and turned to lean on the coffin. "You got a smoke?"
Spike grinned at her, his cock hanging out the front of his jeans, and tossed her a packet of cigarettes.
Kara flicked the lighter, pulled a deep puff in, and let it out in stages. She wriggled her shoulders, cracked her neck, and flicked the ash off the cigarette. "Nice work. Haven't felt this loose in ages."
He puffed on his own cigarette as he righted his clothes, and said, "If you really don't know where you are, there's someone you should meet."
"Am I gonna have to frak 'em all?"
He grinned even bigger. "Now that, luv, I would pay to see, but no. If anybody can figure it out, though, it'll be Giles and Willow."
Kara nodded and stomped her cigarette on the floor. "Thanks for the frak. Let's go."
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I had to get that Randy bit in.
"Might as well call me desperate for a shag Giles." It's such a crucial moment in the Willow/Tara story arc, but parts of it are so frakking hysterical.
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