Downward Plunge
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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“Do you
ever wonder who they are?” He asked as she walked in.
“I
suppose.” She responded. “I mean, it could be the Council, or some freaked
sexaholic that has cameras everywhere.”
“I never
thought of *that*.” He replied.
“It could
be anyone. It could be you and you’re just not telling us.” She walked to where
he was sitting with his feet up on the ottoman and sat in his lap.
“It’s not
me.” He said. “I think I’d know if I set us all up for wild sex parties.”
“It is
nice, though.” She said as she kissed his bare chest. “Otherwise, you and I
couldn’t be together. You’d be with Buffy and I’d be… wherever. And Buffy
couldn’t be with Xander… neither could I.”
“I do like
this.” He said.
“And this?”
She asked as she slid her hand down over his navel towards his hardening cock.
She loved it when he lounged around nude.
“And that.”
She wrapped her hand around his cock and pumped him to full hardness. “And that
too.” He added.
“Yeah?”
“I like
anything you do, Faith.” She smiled at his words. “Wanna try something new?”
“You know
I’m always up for something new, Baby.” She said as he stood up.
“Great.
Slip out of your jeans and lie down with your stomach on the ottoman.” She slid
her jeans off and did as he said. As she lay down, he admired the way her tank
top barely concealed her breasts. He’d been waiting for her all day long.
She felt
his hands on her cloth-covered ass before they slid over the backs of her
thighs towards her ankles. He picked her legs up and held them in the air as
she felt his cock rubbing against her rear. “What… are we… doing?” She asked
hesitantly, as she felt his fingers release one leg and slide under the silk of
her panties. They brushed the lips of her cunt before ripping the panties from
her body. “Oh God!”
Her entire
body was rigid as she felt him thrust home, pushing her towards the ottoman.
Her breasts rubbed against it sensuously as he set a fast pace. She locked her
feet behind his hips and his hands slid to her center. She felt two fingers
assaulting her clit and one circling the tight ring of her ass. “Angel!” She moaned.
She’d never
known Angel to be so… free with himself except when they were together. He
enjoyed sex, as did she. “Harder.” She moaned and screamed when he complied.
“OH FUCK!” She could feel him ramming into her cervix, reaching far deeper than
ever before. “Shit.”
Her fingers
clutched the ottoman and she bit down into the fabric as he plunged two fingers
into her tight passage and his cock pounded away at her core. She shrieked as
she came and squeezed him as he continued to pound into her body.
She felt
him pull out and then felt the head of his cock rubbing against her anus.
“Faith?”
“Oh shit,
Angel…” She whimpered as he pushed slowly inside.
“Relax,
Baby.” She relaxed slowly and she felt his fingers start plunging inside her
sticky heat.
Faith bit
the ottoman harder as he started thrusting inside. She was whimpering and
writhing around and was practically crying from the pleasure and pain of it
all. He loved fucking Faith. She was always so emotional. Hard as stone
otherwise, but when she was fucking, she wore her emotions on her face and
cried every time, like the pleasure was new to her.
He loved
the feeling of her around him and her cunt muscles clamping on his fingers. His
fingers searched and found her g-spot. He pressed it lightly and she squealed.
“Come for me, Faith.” He said, before pressing down and squeezing her clit.
She
shrieked his name and just kept coming as he exploded inside her.
He released
her legs and she fell to the floor limply. He followed her and they curled up
in a heap of sweat and come on the floor. “Amazing.” She whispered. “You’re
awfully creative.”
“Not
completely me. I got it in this book from *them*. I guess we’re sort of passing
it around.”
“Cool. I’ll
have to look through it.”
~El
Fin~