What He Should Have Said.
What he should have said, if he hadn't been so broody and over-emotional.
The walk upstairs wasn't one that I was looking forward to. It meant walking past the others still lingering in the lobby waiting for me to make some announcement that it was going to be okay. That we were going to stay and fight and that we would see the end of this battle ( Read more... )
The walk upstairs wasn't one that I was looking forward to. It meant walking past the others still lingering in the lobby waiting for me to make some announcement that it was going to be okay. That we were going to stay and fight and that we would see the end of this battle ( Read more... )
Hey, I got no kinda problems with this scenario and before I knew it his mouth was on mine, pushing my back down onto the mattress below me. As much as I thought this would never happen it was kinda appropriate that it was happenin' now. He just needed to forget about C and the baby and Connor and all this other shit and we'd just spent a few hours touring his entire past. I knew him, better then any of those guy's hangin' around downstairs knew him. They just didn't get it.
After a minute or two of lettin' him wear the big boy britches I easily glided us around so that he was underneath me by wrapping my legs around his waist. A lasciviously wicked smirk crossed my mouth as I pressed the palms of my hands against his chest.
"Sure you want this?" I asked, but didn't give him time to answer. Instead I pushed my mouth to his again, and started quickly undoing the buttons of his shirt and tearing at the fabric. It was about time I got laid, Wesley'd been holdin' out on me for days! I almost forgot what dick was like, spent so long surrounded by chicks.
His hands were on me, running up along my sides and trailing over the swell of my breasts as his fangs lightly scraped against my bottom lip. Guess that answered that question.
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Her fingers clawed at my shirt popping a few buttons before I took my own pacing. Sliding my hands along her skin cupping the curves of her into my hands. My lips clinging to hers giving a bit more than a playful bite to her pout. I didn't need to breathe so the fever of the kiss that I pressed to her lips wasn't without constant pressure. She pulled away quickly gasping for air, though I couldn't be apart from her. She was becoming something I craved. Something I wanted.
Her thighs pressing against my hips I pressed upwards a bit against her. I needed her to know I wanted it. That the growing arousal beneath her was years in waiting. I wanted it all and I wanted it now. My fingers grabbed onto the waist of her jeans and gave her a good yank up into a seated position. Her hands in her hair pulling strands of her face. Licking her lip a bit from the tiny taste of blood I pulled from her.
Fingers tucked into the waist of her pants my thumb rolled over the closure until it tucked beneath the fabric and pressed until the fabric parted. The zipper slid down quickly and my hands were eagerly forcing the denim off her hips and onto my lap. She wanted to lead the way, but I wasn't waiting around for her to show me the ropes.
When her jeans couldn't go any furhter she got a glint of michieviousness in her eyes. My hands gripped her at the waist and pulled her down onto me. My mouth finding hers once more as my tongue passed my lips and forced into her mouth. Her body pressed to mine my hands tugged more at her jeans until her lower half was exposed and pressed against me. Still covered with the satin of her panties my hands slide down her ass giving her a gently squeeze.
My mouth parted from hers and my hands moved up to the base of her skull, laced in strands of her hair I moved my mouth beside her ear. I wasn't waiting around anymore. This was now.
"Take off your jeans."
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Glancin' down my smirk got a little more wicked as I noticed him watching me. How long had I waited for this moment? I almost wanted to linger in it for a minute but it'd been way too long since I'd last gotten a piece. Long incarceration, that's all I gots to say.
In a second I was down on the bed again, I quickly undid his belt and gave it a mischievous little look before tossing it to the ground next to my clothes. Grabbing the waist of his pants I unclasped the button and yanked them down to his knees. Guess the age old question of boxers or briefs was answered. Giving him a smirk I crawled up onto top of him again and pushed my mouth to his hard. His shirt was still open and I could feel room temperature flesh pressed to mine. So fucking warm I could probably heat a whole house off my body temperature alone. Hot.
My hands eagerly went to the sides of his neck, up his face and tangled in his hair as the kiss deepened and I found my tongue scraping against blunted teeth. Pullin' away from him slightly I gave him a wicked grin again before reaching a hand down and pullin' his cock out of his boxers. With one long stroke in my warm palm my smirk only grew wider as he gasped for unneeded air. Looked like it wasn't just me that hadn't gotten laid in a wicked long time.
I was just teasing him now and I knew it. Figured I'd give the poor guy a break when I crawled slowly back down towards his feet. With one hand still at the base I licked up the side of his shaft before shooting him another sultry smirk and sliding my mouth over his dick.
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Within a moment the bed was shifting to her added weight as she poised herself beside me undressing me without a single moments hesitation. I groaned a bit at the relief I felt from the contriction of my pants and again when she mounted herself upon my lap once more. Her naked body pressed into me and her mouth feeding upon my own. My hands roamed along her back skimming the soft skin above me. Her fingers in my hair her tongue against mine. Everything was just fading into a mess of skin and heat.
I leaned upwards a bit when she pulled away from me. A moment of true weakness and utter dependence on her. I watched her hand shift down my body and wrap her fingers around my erection. The mere touch of her sliding along the length of me sent a chill down my back. My mouth pulled air inward and my teeth clenched tight with her release of me.
With that spark of fire in her eyes she moved down the bed until she was above my cock. Her lips full and soft parted to allow her tongue passage along my shaft, from the base up to beneath the ridge over the already oversenstive head. Without a seconds hesitation she took me into the warmth of her mouth, pulling her cheeks inward a bit with tender movements over me. Her lips rubbing along the shaft while her tongue swirled against flesh. My eyes closed only for a moment before I glanced down my stomach towards her.
A vision of brunette hair bobbing atop me. My hands reached out towards her, sweeping strands out of view of the work she was putting into this. I could feel my hips giving into it. Wanting to force myself into her mouth further. Deeper and harder. I wanted her. Leaning up on elbows again I watched her with teeth clenched in pleasure as hisses of exctacy filled the silence that only was present between the sucking noises coming from her mouth.
Not since... well not since before had I had it this good. A flash of guilt rose to the surface but with a flick of her tongue it was forced back down again. My hands twined into her hair getting a good grip on a handful and I gave her head a gentle tug. This was good but I needed more of her. I needed to feel her on me. I needed to be inside her, surrounded by her.
Her lips slipped off my cock making a nice wet sound as my hands reached for her shoulders. Pulling her along my body I laid her on top of me. My hands rushing to my hips to strip my boxers off as quickly as I could. Her lips already parted and breathing heat onto my own, teasing me with the salty taste of myself. I could feel my boxers at my knees and with a few shifts they were at my feet and being tossed onto the floor.
My hands swiftly grabbed her thighs parting them and pressing my erection against the slick between her thighs. I lay there beneath her letting her rub herself against me, before I sat up wrapping my arms around her and taking her into a seated position on my lap.
This was what she always wanted. What she thought she could never have. That temptation always there. She watched me with Buffy and saw what it did to me, and here she was inches away from her dreams, and nothing was stopping either of us. I wanted to hear it though. I needed to be wanted. To be something that someone cared about, and needed.
My hand clamped onto her neck holding her head still with a bit of force. My lips millimeters from hers. My eyes darting across her face trying to feel something, anything from her. Some moment of recognition that it was warrented. The need. The urge. The want.
"Tell me Faith. Tell me what you want."
I wanted her, in that moment but suddenly I needed more. I needed her to want it too. Not just the sex. I needed her to want me. Despite all the faults and the flaws.
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But then I got it, he wanted me to tell him how much I needed it. Needed him. Part of the wearin' the big boy britches I guess. Whatever it was cool. Been wantin' Angel for so long I was willing to put up with almost anything and the question was pretty vanilla compared to some of the other obscene shit I'd done over the years.
"I want you." I said lookin' at him through those dark bedroom eyes with a look that clearly said 'duh'. If he didn't know that I wanted him by now then the boy had some serious oblivious issues to work on. Well, he had those anyway.
Guess the answer was to his liking cause he loosened his grip on the back of my neck and I pressed my lips to his hard and hungrily. I'd swallow him whole right now if I could, just so I'd always feel him with me. Could feel the ache, the desire in him pressed up against my clit as I rocked back and forth creating enough friction to drive this little slayer way over the edge. Been way too fucking long since I got laid.
"Need you so bad." I whispered in a low breathy voice as I let one of my warm hands stroke over the length of him again, gettin' another moan to escape from his pretty mouth. And maybe I technically meant that I just needed his cock so bad but he seemed to need to hear me say that I needed him, and I was gettin' laid so it was all good.
Running the flat of my palms against his chest I finally lowered myself down on top of him. At first slowly and then as soon as I felt him press inside of me I lowered myself all the way onto my knees with a groan. Looking down at Angel through wild eyes I tilted my head back and started pushing up and down, up and down at a sorta medium pace.
Couldn't wait to see what vampire stamina was all about.
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She leaned me backwards onto the bed her hands warm pressing into my chest. Easing off of my lap for a moment her hand found my erection easily letting her hand run along it one more time before guiding me into her.
There was a moment of tension and pressure against the tip before I was forced into her. I let out a low throaty groan as I was pushed deep within her. Her hips started thrusting atop my lap, as my hands brushed along her bare hips trying to hold her onto me further, longer, deeper. My own movements trying to match pace with her.
She felt so amazing riding above me, my line of sight catching glimpses of my cock between thrusts back into her sex. Her hips would sway forward a bit along my hips when I was deep within her. All her motions were fine, but I needed a bit of control. Sitting up a bit I wrapped my arms around her back and pulled her close to me. I was in as far as I could be and I let her legs wrap around my hips. Tucking my hands beneath her firm ass I picked her up a bit as I inched to the end of the bed. I gave her shoulder a firm bite just a bite, nothing more, barely broke the skin. It was a territory thing.
Leaning foward I put all my weight on my feet and stood up Faith straddling my waist I held her on me as I moved the few feet towards the wall. Placing her back firmly against it her legs loosened a bit as my hands tucked beneath her knees giving her a bit more support, as I began to build up a rhythm within her. My hips pressing upward against her and her breasts pressed hard against my chest. I needed to forget, and Faith was going to help me.
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And this was Angel, bitin' down on my shoulder. Suddenly I was overcome with the urge to tell him to bite harder, to make it hurt. But I kept my mouth closed cause right now I was just happy that I was gettin' a little piece of ass. Kinks could come later, wasn't sure what exactly would scare the tempermental vampire off.
Next thing I knew my back was pressed flat into the wall. The slight grain scraping against my bare skin as he pushed harder into me, my legs wrapped firmly around his waist. Already squeezin' down on those fanfuckingtastic slayer muscles I had even down there wonderin' what kinda effect they'd have Soul Boy. This was my first time fucking a vampire, but he'd screwed B into the mattress once upon a time and unleashed the evil twin. Right, not thinkin' about that.
I pressed harder into him as he picked up the pace more steadily. My skin was so hot I was afraid I might start a fire but he was so cold, room temp really. Whatever, I wasn't about to be complainin' with the way he kept thrusting into me.
Leaning down I roughly scraped blunted teeth across his jaw and then down his throat. He let out another moan and I smiled. Looked like baby liked that one. Biting down a little harder, I dug my fingernails into his back leaving little half-moon shapes behind as he continued to thrust powerfully up and into me.
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I kept trying to press her deeper onto me. Pulling her further down while my hips pressed harder upwards. Taking in deep unneeded breathes of her only to smell the sweet salty scent upon her skin. The faint remainder of her deodorant, the strawberry scent in her hair. A muffled grunt released upon her neck close to her ear.
Grabbing a hold of her firm body I pulled her close to me as I stood straight, letting her cling to the sweat on my body, her head losely resting upon my shoulder. My eyes darted the room, so many choices, and yet none of them were immediate enough. I needed to be moving within her again. Feeling her clamping against me, holding onto my cock with every ounce of strength left between her legs. I wanted to feel that tension as I withdrew completely only to force myself into her again and again.
The bed was the closest. With her still straddling me I moved to the edge of the bed. Her knees bent slightly allowing my one hand support her body as the other supported my own. All the one armed push-ups actually were paying off. With my body towering above her at the foot of the bed I took one final look in her eyes before giving her a quick hard thrust making her feel every inch of me.
A slightly wicked grin curled into the corners of my lips as she gasped her jaw becoming slack and her lips parting only to pull air in. Another thrust into her. Hard and forceful, like before but this one pulled out of her all the way. My dick rubbing against her pussy, twitching with pleasure, saturated with her moisture.
Taking a single step out from between her knees I grabbed a hold of her leg and flipped her over. My hands grabbing hold of either sides of her pulling her further down the bed toward the throbbing erection that was still ready to go a marathon. Lifting her up slightly he pressed against the slick folds of her again. Stroking her with the tip of him until he was poised above her opening again. Pulling her backwards onto him while he pushed a bit with his hips he hears her moans of appreciation.
I could feel her toes pressing into the ground beside my feet trying to gain some control over the situation. Faith loved to be in control. I just wanted it more. To just be able to have some control over some aspect of my life. In this moment it was control over her.
Leaning atop her back my hands ran along her sides as I continued to build up a rhythm in her again. They reached the swolled sides of her breasts and slipped beneath them cupping them firmly in my hands I slowly began to help her ease up onto the tippy toes that she so desperately wanted to stand on.
My mouth nipping at her earlobe whispering in a low gravelly tone utterances of pleasure mingled with grunts and moans. Each one more guttural and raw as she pushed back down on me as well.
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Desperately I tried to put my feet on the ground, tryin' to gain some control of the situation and right now he had all of it. His hands gripping my hips with bruising force as he thrust powerfully inside of me. Biting down on my lip to hold back from screamin' his name over and over again instead I tried to wiggle down to the edge of the bed. My toes strainin' to reach the floor so I could maintain some control but everytime they'd touch they'd slip away again when he pushed into me.
Finally he cupped his hands over my breasts and helped me gain some leverage, enough so that the tips of my toes were on the floor. A strangled cry escaped through my lips as I felt that familiar feelin' buildin' back up. I was just about to go over the edge and I wondered how far he could take this. He was a vamp after all, I knew I could go all night long. Kinks and all.
My toes still kept slippin' and at the moment I couldn't seem to care. His voice low and dark in my ear and it almost reminded me of someone else but it wasn't someone else, it was him. And how long have I been waitin' for this? Wasn't gonna let anything fuck it up.
My hands outstretched over the comforter as far as they could go, fingers clenching and clutching at the material as the lower half of my body started to get a little numb. That little tingle startin' at the tips of my toes still beggin' to find solid ground and makin' it's way up to my hips and finally to my head.
"Angel," I moaned his name under my breath as I came, clenching down around his cock powerfully and spasmically as my toes still scraped against the carpet.
Thought that he might stop after that, or let himself go but he was still goin', and I realized I was worlds away from all those rolls in the sack with white trash Southie boys. And just as quickly as the last one snuck up on me, this one came more powerfully. Knocking me off of my toes and back onto the mattress. My mouth edging open and his name coming out along with a slur of curse words.
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The pulse that I didn't have anymore was replaced by the sound of my name, two succinct syllables repeated with a breath between. She would cry 'Ayn' and I would push into her, the 'ngel' would follow and I would pull out. The more times I heard it the faster and harder I would thrust into her.
My name strung along with words not fit for church, but I didn't care. The only thing that mattered was how she felt. How I made her feel and how I was about to feel. I could have gone forever pumping hard against her perfect ass, feeling her thighs slap against mine. Something to be said about stamina and vampires and I was proving the case right here.
My fingers gripped hard onto her breasts holding her in place at the edge of the bed. Slipping my firm grip free I swore I heard her breath a sigh of relief. Dragging the tips along her sides I gripped her hip with one hand and the opposite thigh with the other. It was going to take some work but I needed it. Pushing her leg up onto the bed slowly I gave myself enough room to turn her onto her back. Only a few strokes lost within her but it was going to be worth it.
I wanted her to see. I needed her to see how she made me feel. She earned that moments glance on my face. When my soul felt that tug toward that single second. I couldn't let it get there, but I wanted to show her how close she was getting me.
I locked her sight into my eyes and just watched her. The slight drips of sweat on her brow, the slick sheen to her skin, the way her hair would gather at the top of her head a tangled mess of brunette being rubbed against the bed.
"Faith, you are so beautiful, and you feel so good. You feel amazing, so wet, so tight, every twitch of muscle in that pussy of yours I can feel it." I kept pushing into her, repeating the motions, closing my eyes every so often but always looking right at her when I spoke.
"Feel every fuckin' move you make while your on my cock. When you came, baby it was powerful, and I am this close to that moment when it could all go haywire. You made me this way. Made me want that moment more than ever. Just to give into it?" I grabbed her hips jerking her closer to my body.
"I could give in Faith. Right here and now, but I can't. Instead I can just feel this-" I slowed my motions down a bit drawing out the residual quakes within her, "-and feel that burn. Dull and aching like a piece of a cross digging into my stomach. That pleasurable pain. I can feel it building and I'll let that pain go. I'll give it all to you Faith. The burn? You're gonna know it. It's real."
Slowly I hitched her thighs up a bit higher as I leaned onto the bed above her. Pressing myself against her body, the slight sweaty stickiness causing my motions into her to slide her breasts against my chest. Pert nipples rubbing against my pectorals. My mouth finally latched onto hers as I picked the rhythym back up again. Harder and faster I could feel it building, until each stroke in her was just a second away from the release.
My tongue drove into her mouth as my body clenched in pleasure. All the muscles in me rigid and taut as the climax pushed through me. The slight twitch started at my back and lingered until it ran through my toes. Keeping still as long as I could I lay atop her until I could gain control again. I pumped into her a few extra times just to ride that sensation out feeling every bit of her surrounding me.
My lips broke free from hers in time for me to call out her name. That one word that meant so much more than a moments release. It meant everything.
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