Hard Riding Gal

 

SERIES: Positions of a Sex God

PAIRING : Mixture of all het pairings with: Angel, Anya, Buffy, Cordelia, Faith, Spike, Xander, Willow

RATING : NC17, PWP! (okay, so there's a little itty bitty plot!)

SPOILERS : basically NONE

DISCLAIMER : I do not own these characters. Nor do I own the "Pole Positions" ideas. Who knows who did this stuff first!?

 

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            The house was quiet again. He often wondered how they all had come to live together. It was all *their* doing. The letters written on red paper… the same handwriting… too old of a style to be one of the humans, but too perfect to be a vampire… he had no idea who *they* were. The letters had started coming to his apartment. At first, he thought it was a wrong address, but then they started mentioning names. It mentioned so many things about Sunnydale… then came the invitation.

            He went out of pure curiosity. When he got there, he found all of them. Buffy. Faith. Willow. Cordelia. Xander. Spike. And himself. That was the first weekend. He’d taken everyone at least twice. They’d taken each other. There was too much chaos. There was too much attraction between them all to decide who belonged with who. It was the letters that had brought them together. It was the letters that enabled him to be with everyone he loved.

            “Angel?” Her voice broke his reverie and he looked up. “Hi.” She waved.

            “Hey. I thought I was alone.”

            “You were… until I came.” She smiled as she crept over to the bed. She had an agenda. She wanted cock. She wanted Angel cock. He was the only one who she was truly… free with. To Spike, she was innocent. To Xander, she was Willow. To Angel, she was energy.

            “And why exactly did you come back?” He asked, as if he didn’t know.

            “I thought we might try something fun.” She slinked up the bed and lay directly on top of him, pressing a knee against his erection.

            “Something fun? More fun than the manacles?” He asked.

            “They *were* pretty fun, though I think *I* had a little more fun than you did.”

            “Oh, I had fun.” He said, remembering the holy water and feathers. “I had lots of fun.”

            “Such a good little Puppy.” She said as she leaned down and bit his bottom lip. He whimpered and she smiled. Her hand crept down his body and grabbed his cock. “Up for a little ride?”

            “Oh yeah.” He said.

            “Good. Naked. Now.” She said.

            They both got up and stripped quickly. “I’ve been reading. I got this book from Spike and there’s something I want to try.” She explained.

            “You can do anything you want to, Baby. You know that.”

            “I know.” She said as she pushed him back on the bed. “Put your knees up.” He did as she asked and watched as she sat on top of his knees. She rubbed her sex against one of his knees and rocked slowly. He watched, entranced, as she slid down his thighs and lightly brushed over his cock.

            She smiled and turned her body so her back was to him. He had a lovely view of her sweet ass as she slid down towards his cock. He growled when she impaled herself on his rigid shaft. “Nice, Puppy.” She said. She pressed her breasts against his thighs and got on her knees before sliding up and back down on him again. “I like it.”

            “Feels nice…” He moaned, “But you always do.”

            “Flattery won’t get you anywhere with me.”

            “Don’t I know it.” He whimpered as she set a fast pace. His hands rubbed her back. She liked back touching during sex. She liked her hair to be played with too, so he obliged. She was so tight as she impaled herself over and over again.

            He let her go as he played with her body and cupped her ass. “OH FUCK!” She whimpered as she rode him. He was hitting her g-spot every time she sunk down on him and she started shaking violently as she came.

            He continued rubbing her back until she started riding him again, faster and harder than before. He placed his hands on her hips and guided her on his shaft. He was ready to pop. “Willow…” He growled.

            She smiled and kissed his knees before biting down on one. “WILLOW!” He screamed as he came.

            She did too, twice, before relaxing against his legs. “Oh goddess!” She whispered as she lifted herself off him. “You feel so good, Angel.” She said.

            “I’m glad you enjoy our time together.”

            “I do.”

            “I love you, Angel.” She said.

            “I love you too, Willow.”

            “Let’s do it again.” She said.

            “Okay.”

            “Just give me a minute.”

 

~El Fin~

 

 

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