Bored Now...
It was dark and Willow smiled. She never really appreciated the night until she turned to a vampire. Now it cradled her as a friend. It called, awakening the sensual urges to feed, to enjoy pleasure and to have a little fun. She lightly scratched Xander’s cheek. “Wake up pet.”
He moved slowly, as a vampire - much like his human days - he was a bit sluggish. Willow was about to pout at his slow movement, she wanted to go. Her skin tingled with excitement, with urge and desire. Then, a slow, evil smile crept across her face. With a small growl she jumped on top of her sleeping mate, wrapping her legs around his hips and balancing herself over the one part of his body she could always wake up.
He groaned - first out of annoyance at having to wake up and then out of pleasure as she started to move against him. “Wakey, wakey Xander…” As he rolled his eyes back in his head he growled, “Wake?!” He grabbed her fiercely, sitting half up and moving her against him more. “Are you sure you want me to do that sweet treat?”
Her eyes sparked with lust. His rough handling of her was one of the reasons she loved being with him. She wanted to feel it down to her bones. Feel his intenseness - feel alive even though she was dead. “Yessssss..” She hissed against his ear, grabbing his hair and pulling him into her. The instant his face met her breasts his tongue came out, licking and biting at her pale flesh. They always slept together naked, each open to the other desires and to their own.
She moaned as his expert tongue and teeth worked her body into desire. Tilting her head back she gave into the sensation - grabbing his hair as he moved slightly and started at her neck. Her pulse raced there - it reminded her so much of that day. The day she changed. The day she went from nobody to someone. Her breathing raced as his increased.
Willow growled, deep within her psyche was the desire to leave who she was far behind. Grabbing his shoulders she pushed him down on the bed. Knowing the pleasure she gave him, he moved with her movements. She grabbed his wrists and put them on either side of his head. “Gotcha now…”
He regarded his state, desire rising at the vulnerability she had created. “And what do you plan on doing to me?”
“Anything I want…” the last line was given slowly, as if she was savoring the power in it. She grabbed some rope they had for tying up their next snack and considered him carefully, tilting her head slightly. Then she tied his wrist above his head to the headboard and moved down slightly and tapped his nose. “Now… don’t… go…. anywhere.”
She tilted his head slightly and bit his neck. He groaned and moved up against her. His desire was evident and making her moan into the bite. She wanted to make this last, wanted to savor every delicious moment. Vampire desires are so insatiable after all, she thought.
Willow moved down slowly, kissing and biting over his body. His screams of pain and pleasure were music to her already excited body. She moved slowly and then faster and faster, bringing both her pulse and his up to delicious desire.
Then she slipped her legs around his hips again. “Watch me.” She commanded sharply. Xander’s eyes snapped to attention, drawn to the body that he desired more than all others. What was it Spike had told him once? Find a body you can bang for eternity - and you’ll be happy.
He watched, eyes transfixed now, as she leaned forward and took him into her body. She gushed with desire as she felt him harden even more than he already was. Tightening herself against him she leaned back. He traced his eyes along her body like he would if he had his hands free. He lingered along her breasts, dreaming of feeling them, working them and their owner into a frenzy. Then he looked up to her mouth, a slight trickle of his blood on the corner of her lips. Fuck, it looked beautiful.
Willow’s body began to move, in a slow, primeval dance that lovers have performed over the centuries. She succumbed to the beat of her own desire. Her body arching and moving with each pleasure she was feeling. Soon there was nothing but her pleasure and it glowed like the sunshine that she had not felt in so many days.
She used him, a living… well, whatever… sex toy and he soaked it up. She moved faster and faster until she moved forward again, he could feel her peak and he tried to help her along by moving his hips up into her movements. She came hard, moans and screams and wet, warm pleasure against his skin. Then she sank with almost abandon on top of him.
Moments later she stirred, untying his wrists and moving for her clothes. Frustrated Xander grabbed her waist and growled into her ear, “What about me?”
Willow looked over her shoulder with an incredulous look. “Bored now.”
The End