How does a vampire put on eyeliner? very carefully, that's how.

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Bloody waste is what it is, my Dru going out like that. Humans are idiots alone, but what they can do when they all get together is stunningly stupid. Needless to say, the morning after, the entire town of Sanochi was in flames and a lone, brassed off vampire strolled from the chaos clutching a bottle of cheap liqour bettween two of his slightly

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As his rhythm slows down, I moan, the contrasting senses of emptiness and almost painful fullness pushing me beyond anything I've ever felt before. His slow thrusting is so infuriatinly pleasant that my hips rise further to him, opening and clenching my fists in futile hopes of gaining some sort of control. But no, it's all on his side now.

My back arches and a shiver runs down my spine as he moves inside of me. His gaze is so intense... I cry out in pleasure and frustration. "Yes... oh, god, please..."

Touch me, use me, do whatever you want with me...

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Despite my obvious taste for pain and fear in the bedroom, I've got no real intentions of hurting the girl. I don't want her to know that, because soon as she did I'd lose that fragrant scent coming off of her an I sure as hell don't want to lose that. So when I thrust into her, I excersize a certain amount of control.

The weak 'please' coming from those full, trembling lips makes my hips jerk and I nibble at her neck, my lips traveling to her ear and growling. "..beg for me..."

My thrusts continue at that slow, agonizing pace, waiting for her to give in to my will before I take what I want. I sure as hell don't need any more encouragement, but I want things just the way I like them.

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My head falls back and a ragged breath escapes my lips as I move with Spike's thrusts, my legs wrapped around his hips and trying vainly to pull him closer. If he were a normal man, there would only be so long he could keep up the slow, teasing pace, but he's not a normal man and who knows how much control vampires have over their bodies. When they want to.

I feel his lips brush along my throat, and then his teeth. With a soft moan, I tilt my head back, baring my throat to him. He could bite me right now if he wanted to, take my blood and I wouldn't care. Him holding me down, moving so slowly inside of me, it's making my head spin.

"Please, I want you," I cry, clutching at the sheets, a faint blush rising to my cheeks. I've never had to beg a man before. It's so dirty, and wrong, and it excites me and makes me flush at the same time.

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She says the magic word and I let go, pounding into her as I press her down into the bed. Her scent is everywhere and I can feel the racing pulse of her heart frantically pounding everywhere under her hot skin.

I jerk into her warm softness, kissing at her exposed neck lustfully, thrusting hard and relentless (as is comfortable for a human partner, that is)

Even now she's pure, a purity I can't touch and it amazes me that it seems there's nothing I can do to defile her sweet innocence. It reminds me of Dru and drives me near mad.

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With my words, it seems that all of Spike's self-control is gone and he picks up the pace, driving me into the bed. His chest brushes against my breasts and makes my nipples harden and small shivers of pleasure run through me. I know there will be bruises on the insides of my thighs afterwards.

I raise my hips to him, small cries escaping my lips with every hard thrust. He's still wearing his jeans, and something about that makes it feel bad, wanton. His lips on my neck are cold against my too-hot skin and I close my eyes, losing myself in the motions.

His body is all hardness and the cold night air and something tightens low inside of me. I whisper his name as he pins me down. This isn't about comfort or company. This is about control.

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She seems to start to get the game, which may or may not be a good thing. She figures out I'm just toying with her, and it's likely all the acting in the world isn't going to fool me. A nasty side effect of being too perceptive.

But when she whispers my name I find myself not worrying bout anything but where I'm going to get the cash for the next time I pay little Dawnie a visit.

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I got lucky this time, with a customer as beautiful as he is cruel, taking me and using me and making me like it. This business is always a game, and you just have to go along with it, whatever the case may be. You may like it or you may hate it, but you have to do it.

And I like it.

I turn my face to Spike's and catch his mouth with mine, running my tongue over his lip then biting down on it gently. I'm not looking for intimacy, at least, not primarily. I just want him to touch me.

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She catches my lower lip between her teeth and with that simple gesture I'm beyound gone, thrusting hard, burying deep as I explode inside her, emptying into that tight little cunt. My mind dallies on the subject of whether or not mine is the first wad inside her.

waste of bloody time though, worrying about seniority, with a prostitute. It's not long before they've seen it all and done it all. Specially the sortof clientelle in a place like this.

My kisses get softer and my face changes back to it's human guise, laying a trail of kisses along her beautiful young collar bones.

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As Spike goes over the edge, holding me down, bruising me, I clench my muscles around him and arch my back so that my nipples are brushing against his chest. Raising my hips to him as he comes, feeling him swell inside of me, my head falls back and I feel release washing over me.

Coming down, I wrap my legs around his hips tighter, breathing heavily, my whole body covered with a glistening sheet of sweat. His skin is warmer now, from my heat, as his body covers mine and he kisses my skin softly. It's weird, seeing such tenderness from him now, after what we'd just done.

"Spike..." I breathe, my chest rising and falling, trying to catch my breath.

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I feel her shudder gently and I smile against her skin, using my lips and tongue to dote on her chest as she squirms gently. I run my fingers softly down her sides, feeling her curves and staying right where I am, happy to be 'tween her legs.

Gotta give the bird a minute to recover, I may not need it, but I don't breathe, either.

"Spike..."

I look up at her.

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As my heartbeat slowly returns back to normal, I feel myself floating back down, back inside my body. Spike runs his fingers down the line of my body and looks up at me, and I blush and close my eyes. Somehow, just lying in each others' arms seems too intimate. And yet I have to struggle to remind myself that it's just business. It seemed like much more.

With a soft sigh, I slide my arms around his body, dancing lightly over the hard muscles underneath that perfectly pale skin, grazing it slightly with my nails. Too intimate, and too tender for his earlier actions, but at the same time, just right.

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Even after what we just did, still ever the blushing maiden. Her touch feels good, lets me know she knows the game is over, that is was just a game. Ridiculous that I care, but I do. I like these girls, and shagging someone who doesn't like you is the most miserable thing in the world (next to not shagging at all) so I sure as hell wan't the chippies to like me.

I lay soft kisses over her skin, my hands traveling smoothly over every curve of her body.

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Stroking his back, I feel my body shiver from his kisses, light brushes of his mouth across my skin. I sigh. I knew there would be times when it wouldn't feel like a business arrangement but two people coming together in desire. But I didn't know it would feel like this. It would be easier if it had, keep the business end of it down, don't blur the line.

It's just work.

I kiss the top of his head gently, tracing a finger down the curve of his cheekbone. "Will you come back?" I find myself asking, mostly because I do want to see him again, and partly because I'm wondering if it was worth his time.

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No creature on earth can make a man feel like a man the way a woman can. I love all these girls, in a sense. Not in the sense of making love, because that's rarely what it is, though I do have my nights. More in the sense that they take me in, and for a little while, I'm their only one. A little while is all anyone really has to offer.

"Will you come back?"

I smile warmly. I do that sometimes.

"'course I will, pet, why, gonna miss me?"