-4th
Floor-
AUTHORS : dru & Evil Willow (Go worship the goddess that is EW!)
SERIES: Beauty & the Beast
PAIRINGS : Cordelia/Spike
RATING : NC17 (highly smutty with plenty of delicious yums!)
WARNING: a little violence,
bloodplay and death- as well mild female/female & spike/female
DISCLAIMER : We do not own these
characters.
NOTE : Takes place after season
three of Buffy, but before season four.
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THE
PALACE: 4TH FLOOR
"Well,"
I say, "You really did almost have me. I just got really good at hiding
it. *And* holding it."
I move a
third finger inside her and massage her passage, moving my fingers in circles
deeper and deeper until I'm in as far as I can go. She doesn't even seem to
notice that I'm not really working the powder in, but am just enjoying the feel
of her around my fingers.
"But
for future reference- anything with teeth and nails is good." I guess it
makes sense to tell her some of the things that I like so she'll have some
tricks up her sleeve, since I've got a century of experience up *my* sleeve.
"You'll find that I *love* having my back scratched up... well- anywhere,
really."
I start
massaging circles around her g-spot and I'm just gettin' harder *talkin'* about
what she could do to me. Wonder what it'll be like if she actually *does* any
of those things.
"And
you know," I say, because I don't want her to freak the first time.
"From the time when the first drop of blood spills from your quim until I
lick the *last* drop from your thighs- you're mine."
It's been
a *long* time since I've been with a human long enough to do *that*, which is
basically the equivalent of a candy store to a vampire. A very *expensive*
candy store.
Oh my
GOD. That shouldn't have made me get *that* much wetter.
But
I'm not ready to admit to him that *that* was the reason. "I think it's
working... the powder," I say. As if he couldn't tell by the way I just
started panting and trembling. And I'm back to whimpering from slight
discomfort, as opposed to screaming in pain, which is a *huge* relief for me.
And
wait. "Yours? You mean, just in the sense that you're not letting me go
anywhere until you've drunk enough, right?" And eew, did I actually just
*say* that? No, stupid body, I said *eew!*
"No,"
I reply as I massage the last bit of the powder throughout her passage.
"Mine
until I've drunk it *all*. Every. last. drop." I punctuate each word with
a thrust of my fingers inside her. I can't wait for the first blood to spill
from her. "Until my face is a mess of you. Until I'm dripping your from my
fangs."
SHIT- I'm
about ready to come.
"Oh."
That's what I say. What I'm thinking is OH MY GOD! And he felt how I just
flooded his fingers with my juices, and he *knows* why. I can tell from the
smug look on his face.
He
didn't *exactly* answer my question, though. But that's okay, because I'm not
ready to really know the answer. I'd rather not think about long-term plans
where Spike and I are concerned. If we just take it one day at a time and don't
expect anything, then every day we make it work will be a pleasant surprise.
"So-
how's it feel now, Luv? Ready for me to fuck you bare again?" Okay- a
little rougher than I've spoken in the past- but this is me, baby. Make no
mistake about it. I like my language like I like my whores: dirty.
I
sigh. "You're not planning on letting me sleep ever again, are you?"
I'm
not all that irritated, though, and he can tell. If I were, I'd be yelling and
fighting him off, instead of starting to squeeze my muscles around his fingers,
carefully, at first to make sure I'm not going to start screaming in pain. And
I know I *should* be exhausted, but I'm not. I just can't get enough of him, or
the incredible way he can make me feel.
"How
much fun would *that* be?" I ask with a smirk as she contracts herself
around my fingers. "Especially when we can feel this good." And I
accentuate that by pressing into her g-spot.
She moans
and arcs off the bed. Yeah- I'm bad.
But I can
tell (by the fact that her muscles aren't squeezing as tightly) that she *is*
tired.
She
should be.
We've not
stopped shagging (save the three hours this morning) since last night when I
found her. What a glorious night!
But hey-
even a vamp has to sleep. So, I kiss her sweetly and say, "We'll sleep. I
promise- after *this*," I say and thumb her clit a little. "One more
really amazing come and we'll sleep. Sound good?"
"Uh-huh,"
I moan, not really sure what I'm agreeing with. As long as he keeps doing
*that*, he can get me to say yes to anything.
"Want
me to do *this*?" I ask as I thrust my fingers deeper inside her.
"Spike,
please!" I beg, arching up against him, and grabbing his shoulders to pull
him down on top of me. I need to feel him, feel his skin against mine... feel
him in me...
Just.
Like. That.
And I
know I *should* probably pay attention to what the hell he's saying. I just
can't, though, not when he keeps distracting me with his very talented fingers.
Not to mention his lips, his tongue, and his teeth...
I
continue to thrust my fingers inside her once more before pulling out and
sliding one into her ass. "Want me to do *that*?"
Okay,
*now* I'm paying attention. "No," I say, and try to pull away, but he
doesn't let me move. And at least he isn't hurting me; it just feels... weird.
But I'm not ready for *that* game, yet, even though I guess I *did* give up
earlier in the middle of the bet, which technically means he won.
"I'll
do anything else you want, though," I offer.
Oh, I
doubt *that*, Luv.
He's
got this expression of 'Yeah, right.' And he just doesn't know me very well.
I'm not planning on backing out on the terms of the bet. I just need a little
more time before I'll give him what he won. "*Any*thing," I repeat.
"Drink
me."
"You
want me to suck you off?" I ask. That definitely wasn't as bad as I
worried it might be.
"No,"
I say as I sit back on my heels. I look into her eyes and shift so I can slice
my wrist with my fangs.
"Drink
me," I repeat.
WHAT?
"Um... why?" I ask, hesitantly. I'm not refusing, I just don't want
to do anything weird.
Right,
because having sex with a vampire, moving in with him, letting him continue
killing, none of *those* things are weird.
"Because
it's what I do."
"Well,
yeah," I shrug. "But you're a vampire and I'm... not. And if the
answer is just because you want me to, then I guess... As long as it wouldn't
make me one."
Huh?
What the-
Did she-
Bloody
hell.
"You-"
Woah.
She- wow.
She *IS* bloody amazing!
I look
down at my wrist and see my blood seeping from my veins. Wow. She'd drink it?
From *me*?
No one's
ever done that before. No one that wasn't forced to, or who wasn't family.
"Because
*you* want to," I finally manage to get out before looking at her again.
"Because you'll have more of me inside you than you could ever have any
other way. Because it's life and you want to be alive with me inside you.
Because-"
I stop. I
guess I don't really need to *convince* her, because she already said yes.
"Because
you'll have the most incredible orgasm of your life," I whisper, even
though I don't need to.
Or, so
I've heard, from other vampires that had a human willingly drink from them. One
said it led to such incredible shaggin', and we've already got the magic powder
working for us as well...
Oh
god. Only *Spike* could make me really, *really* turned on by talking about me
drinking his blood.
I sit
up and move to straddle his hips, trapping his cock between our bodies. I roll
my hips against him, and whimper as his cock rubs against my clit.
And
yes, I'm just slightly nervous about doing this, but it's just blood. It's like
when I get a papercut and suck on my finger. Except there's a little bit more
of it but-- Stop. Just do it.
I
make sure he's watching me as I take his wrist in my hand and raise it to my
mouth. And shit, the lust in his eyes is almost enough to make me come. I moan
as he grabs my ass, pulling me closer and starts to thrust against me. Shit.
I
lick a little blood from his wrist, hesitantly. He shudders and groans. Damn,
he really *does* want this. And I was right. It is just blood. I can do this,
I'll just take a little. I lower my head slightly again and start sucking on
the puncture wounds.
"COOOOORDEEEELLLLLLIIIIAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!"
I can't
help it.
I come
all over her tits- and mine. And I just keep coming because she only takes more
as I scream and clutch her hair with my other hand... Fuck.
Her lips-
her tongue lapping at *my* blood.
*MY*
blood.
Shit. I'm
hard again and I'm really, really going to try and contain it this time- for a
while. But- "CORDELIA!" I growl. She's not making it easy and *I'm*
gonna be sore from coming so damn much.
Oh my
god. That made him come? I remember how it made *me* come, but...
Okay,
he is a vampire so of course he'd get off on biting *and* being bitten.
And
I'm not hating this as much as I probably should. The taste of his blood...
maybe I'm just tired, but I swear I can feel his power, in it. The way it makes
me feel... this is better than chocolate, definitely.
He
growls at me and I pull away. And I'm glad. That was a little frightening how
much I liked it. I don't know if I should make a habit of it. That might not be
a good thing.
I yank
her to me and attack her mouth with a growl. My tongue darts inside as I crush
her cum-covered chest against mine. My tongue sweeps inside and she moans as I
seek out every crevice that might have a drop of my blood.
Her mouth
is so soft... so warm- her body. Shit.
It's too
much for me at this point- especially since she just took my blood. *MY* blood
is pounding in my ears right now and it's almost the only time when I'm really
*alive*, when I *know* I'm alive.
Bloody
hell- she's rubbing against my thigh, leaving a wet trail of her juices on me.
Fuck- I
know I should do something. I know I should move, or talk, or do *something*-
but I just can't get that sound out of my ears. Our blood... pumping together.
"Spike..."
I moan. Shit, he's so passionate. And I don't know what's wrong with me, later
I'll probably try to convince myself it's the effect of his blood inside me.
But the truth is, ever since he first asked me, I haven't been able to stop
thinking about it. Everyone else has been easy to refuse. But with him... He
hasn't lied to me yet, when he's said I would enjoy it if - "Do you... Do
you still want..."
HUH?
Did I die
and go to Heaven? Because I'm fairly certain that is just a clerical error.
I grab
her waist and flip us around so I'm laying with her straddling me.
And as
much as I- and I can't even believe I'm *thinking* this- but as much as I do...
want... I think we'd enjoy it a bit better if we were a little well rested
and... at this point- with the blood- I won't be able to be gentle.
"Ride
me, Luv," I say while rubbing my cock against her dripping slit.
"Just ride me," I repeat before yanking her hips down and impaling
her on my cock.
"Shit,"
I moan as he enters me fully, and it feels *so* good. Okay, I'm definitely
healed.
I'll
wonder later why he didn't want to do me the other way, and I'm *not*
complaining. Because this... I really, *really* like this.
I
raise myself up, letting him slip almost completely out, before I lower myself,
slowly, squeezing him, then releasing him, then squeezing him again. I gasp as
he slides along that wonderful spot inside me, and raise back up, wanting to
feel that again.
He
groans and grabs my hips, trying to pull me back down, and I resist. I know,
I'm awful to tease him. I just really like the way he reacts when I do. And
it's not like he couldn't overpower me anyway. But I like that he isn't. He's
letting me get the most pleasure out of this as possible, and I haven't had a
lot of lovers who would do that for me.
Cor, she
*is* amazing. I wish I had a better word for it than that- but it'll have to
do.
I watch
her moving her hips a bit- feeling myself move in her. She's biting her bottom
lip just the slightest little bit as she experiments with the angles and depth.
I just moan and groan and enjoy the feeling of her playing with her muscles as
well- squeezing and-
"HOLY
SHIT! WHAT DID YOU JUST DO?!"
Oh my
god- it was like- something... I've never- like she tightened one set of
muscles around the middle of my cock and kept the others lax. It felt like-
like she was going to wring the come right out of my dick.
I don't
even know if she knows what she just did- but we're gonna have to find some
books that'll teach us how she can do it again. Because that was (not even
humanly possible, I thought but) truly- bloody fucking fabulous!
I
jump a little when he screams. I don't know. I've been doing a *lot* of things.
Except,
he might mean when I ... well... it was something I just thought of, basically
rippling my muscles along his length, and maintaining the pressure with a few
of my muscles when I got to the most sensitive part of his cock. "Oh...
Like this?" I ask and I try to do it again. I hope I can.
"BLOODYFUCKINGSHITCHIT!
YEAH!"
Oh yeah.
HELL yeah. FUCK YEAH!
Oh my
god. "Petgonnacomesoonneedtocomesoonmakemecomesoon."
I
whimper and move faster along his cock. Shit, I don't think I should drink from
him again. Because I swear his blood is practically humming inside me. And it
feels good, but it's a little frightening, too.
And I
really really need to come, too. "Spike... " I lean forward, and kiss
him, moaning into his mouth when the change in angle makes him rub harder
against that wonderfully sensitive spot. "Make me come and I'll squeeze
you so hard you won't be able *not* to come with me," I whisper, moving so
my throat is bared to him. If he's a smart vampire, he won't ask me to explain
myself.
OHMYGOD!
I do not
question. I will not question.
This
wasn't just an invite- it was an offer!!!
I slide
my finger inside her, alongside my cock so I can hit that one little spot
before growling "MINE!" and sinking my fangs into her-
HOLYFUCKINGBLOODYFUCKINGHELL!!!!!!!!
"SPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKE!"
I shriek as he pushes on that sensitive spot at the same time his fangs slide
into my skin. FUCK! "Ohgod, ohfuck, shit... " I moan and I buck
wildly against him as I try not to pass out from the most incredible orgasm
I've ever had. And I know I keep saying that, but DAMN, it's true every time. I
clamp my muscles down on his cock, in reaction, and I feel him flood me with
his cool semen. "Fuck..." Oh shit, he's going to make me come again
the way he's still rubbing that spot.
I
moan, gripping his head and pulling him close, whimpering as his fangs go
deeper. And "SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII--"
Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck.
OHFUCK!
She
collapses on top of me after passing out, but her body just keeps convulsing
with mine and squeezing me until- I swear- I don't think I'll ever be able to
come again.
I'm
spent.
But
ohgod.
I look
down at her neck and- she'll hate me for that. Hell, she'll probably leave.
It's gonna leave a scar- a couple of them probably- especially since I claimed
her and all. And I bit so deep. But her pulse is still strong. Most likely I
just drank my own blood back- and I did (do) taste it on my tongue.
Ohfuck
this was good.
*So* glad
she's mine and she's *here* and *going* to be.
Although I'm still very curious as
to- "Why?" But for now, I'm too tired to care.
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