Beauty & the Beast

-King of the Castle-

-3 Crowns-

 

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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KING OF THE CASTLE : 3 CROWNS

 

 

"So... do *you* think I'm patient?"

 

 

That's a funny question. "You have been," I say with a frown. "I mean, I know I've... or things have ticked you off--" I gasp as he rubs my sensitive spot again, flooding my passage even more. "But... yeah. You've been more patient than the others. Maybe not that so much as... less..." I whimper as he slips a finger inside my other hole, just a little. "demanding," I finish.

 

Okay, Cordelia. Breathe. He's just reminding you what the real important question is. He's not pushing or forcing. Just waiting.

 

What I don't *know* is the problem. What if I do hate it? What if I have to ask him to stop? I don't want to be a tease, I wouldn't even be *trying* to be one. But that's what I'd be, isn't it? And I just have to know... I know, I know, talking not always a brilliant strategy with Spike. "I just... I don't want..."

 

I look away, really regretting the fact I cannot shut up. I hate this. Being all vulnerable and revealing more of who I am than I probably should, especially to *him*. "Idon'twantyoutobemadatmeifIcan'tdothis." Yeah. All in one breath. And if he didn't understand me, I think I'll make something else up. I'm *not* saying *that* again.

 

 

I close my mouth over hers and kiss her.

 

In times like these, there's nothing else to do.

 

Just kiss her... and slide my wet fingers over her body, between her thighs, in back where she's slowly starting to relax.

 

Then, I pull away and look at her, stilling my hands. "Cordelia- I *never* want you to be afraid to tell me what you do and don't like. I told you some of the things that *I* like and I want you to do the same. I don't get off on raping someone."

 

Angelus- yes, he did. Darla as well. But I'd rather hear someone screaming in pleasure when I'm with them physically, than screaming in pain. When it comes to sex that is.

 

When it comes to violence- it's everyone for himself.

 

 

Wow.

 

He actually *can* talk.

 

About things other than wanting to fuck me, even.

 

Well, okay, not so much *other* than ...actually related to... ANYway...

 

"Okay," I say. He does that cu- SEXY eyebrow raise thing in response and his fingers return to teasing my other entrance.

 

I nod. "Yes. Spike I ... I want... Show me... the ... other way to shag."

 

 

"Oh- *this*," I push the tip of my finger inside her tight ass. "Is *not* one of the ways I was referring to," I say.

 

And OH BLOODY HELL YES! Been a long time- and I've never done this with a woman.

 

Never got one to actually *agree*.

 

Shit- I think I'm actually blushing a bit now that the thought has come through my mind. 'Course, she probably wouldn't want to know that. And I don't want her to know since she thinks I'm a bleedin' expert.

 

I may very well be- but... not at this.

 

 

He pushes his finger inside me, a little, and this time doesn't pull out. I try not to freak, because I'm betting that wouldn't work out well. He ducks his head to suckle one of my breasts and I moan. Oh. Okay. Distraction is *really* good.

 

"Well... show me this... anyway," I moan.

 

 

"This is just one of the other four spots," I whisper before slithering down her lithe body.

 

I thrust my tongue inside her and she comes pouring into my mouth- *our* cum. I take mouthfuls, letting it drizzle down my cheeks and I swear, I've never had a woman get this wet before- *ever*.

 

Bloody amazing.

 

Then- I lift her hips a bit and place my mouth over her tight hole, letting the liquids from her cunt flow over her virginal hole before poking my tongue around again.

 

 

I moan at the strange sensation of feeling his tongue press inside me there. And that's not bad, definitely not of the 'stop' variety. In fact it's a little good, but that just might be because it's Spike.

 

I think I'm getting kind of biased where he's concerned.

 

I whimper when he thrusts his tongue all the way in. Okay, that was good and ... "SPIKE...." That was three fingers inside my other entrance, pressing in just the right place to make me even wetter.

 

How does he *do* that?

 

 

Heh. Heh. Heh.

 

I *am* the master.

 

And she *is* tight. And she smells so bloody wonderful.

 

How the fuck did anyone *not* fall in love with her already? Why the hell hasn't someone said 'she's mine'?

 

Oh yeah- *I* did.

 

Of course, she doesn't know it yet... maybe one day- she'll actually *wanna* be mine.

 

I feel her fingers grasping my head- her nails scratching my scalp a bit. Feels nice- *so* nice- and before I know it, I'm purring.

 

Purring right into her pretty holes with my fingers buried inside her, scratching *her* as much as she's scratching *me*.

 

 

"Oh... fuck... spike!" I scream as I buck up against his fingers and tongue and SHIT. He's purring and vibrations and fingers and did I mention his tongue?

 

I reach down and dig my fingers into his scalp because I think I'm gonna just start levitating or something if I don't. "Spike... Spike... I ... ohfuck... " And I can hardly drag in enough oxygen and it's all so incredible but--

 

I drag in enough breath and scream "SPIKEFUCKSTOP!" . He does immediately, stilling all movements. Damn that's bad, but I had to say that because, "Not stop forever. God... just gotta ...catch my ... breath," I say as I try to do just that. Because intense isn't accurate enough a word for the things I was feeling.

 

They were... on the scale of one to ten? Oh... I'd say... one million.

 

*That's* a relief.

 

 

Because my tongue was cramping a bit.

 

Not *too* much- but... I take the time to lave her thighs, resting my head on her cunt.

 

She's panting so hard- I swear, she's about ready to pass out.

 

I am too.

 

She's high maintenance, but the payoff is spectacular.

 

I start moving my fingers again and say, "Just concentrate on coming- let it just crash through you, Luv."

 

 

I moan when he starts working that spot again, with his fingers. And his tongue licks and thrusts inside my other hole, which just makes me moan more. And I swear I just didn't believe before that I would like *that*...

 

How silly of me to doubt him.

 

I shudder when he grazes his teeth over my hole. "Spi-iiiiiiiiiaaaaaahhhh." Okay, *that* was slightly embarrassing, because I'm used to making *guys* make sounds like that. Cordelia Chase is not supposed to babble or-- "FUCKSPIKEYESPLEASE!" beg... Well, I guess I'll have to create the 'Spike exception' because he does seem to be the exception to every rule I've ever had.

 

He removes his fingers from my sex and I whimper. Shit. How am I supposed to come NOW? "Spiiiiiiike!" I whine.

 

He just chuckles and moves his hands under my ass to lift me up and he presses his mouth to my hole and *sucks* and --"GOD...Oh...fuck...SPIKE!" I shriek, and he starts to hum and I *swear* my sex is throbbing as if he's still touching me there... and I keep getting wetter... and I'm *shaking*, I'm so close...

 

"SPIKE!" I know I'm repeating myself but "FUCK!" I grab his hair, because he's not going anywhere unless he wants me to hurt him. "SPIKE!" I spread my legs further apart and he starts to knead my ass and I'm so close I'm gonna come so hard and "SPIKEFUCKYESOHGODFUCKSPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKE!"

 

 

Now *that's* what *I'm* talkin' about.

 

And as soon as she's thrashing around as she comes, she lets my hair go.

 

I slide up her body quickly and thrust inside her as she's coming, gushing out as I push in.

 

It's amazing the way her hips just know what to do when I start pumping us both- slamming inside her- driving us both- again.

 

I don't even know if she's here with me in her mind- but *I'm* here and enjoying her shaking and quivering around my cock. Fuck- I'd forgotten how damn sensitive it gets when it's ignored.

 

I feel like I'm on fire from the sun right now- she's so hot.

 

 

I moan as I come back from wherever the hell he just sent me on that last orgasm and feel him thrusting inside me. God he feels so good. Rubbing that spot that *he* showed me last night... I wrap my legs around his waist and start to squeeze him, still enjoying the aftershocks of my orgasm.

 

I pull his head down and kiss him, not minding the taste of me in his mouth. I raise my legs up higher, spreading myself wider, because I remember he loves that. Because then when I squeeze him... it's even more of a contrast...

 

I slip one hand down and push two fingers inside me, moaning. I stroke him a bit with my fingertips before I pull out again and slide my hand down to his ass. He's a vampire, so he likes rough. I think. I hope. I'm going to find out. I push my two fingers inside him and immediately start rubbing his prostate.

 

 

"FUCK! CORDELIA!" Ohmygod- she knows- she learns quick- what turns me on- what gets me going... and after tonight- with Penn... she knows how much I'd like *THAT*!

 

"FUCKBABYMORE!" She rubs harder as I pound into her quim- stretching her wide.

 

And-OHMYGOD! She jabs my prostate with her nail and "BLOODYHELLCOORRDELLIAAA!"

 

 

I moan as I feel him flood my insides with his cool seed and then whimper - it's all I have left in me - when he twists my clit, sending me into *another* orgasm.

 

Like I said, not your typical greedy demon. And that's MORE than fine with me. I continue to rub his prostate until he's spent, and then pull my fingers out gently. And my walls just keep contracting around him, as I come down from the longest orgasm - or few orgasms - in the history of orgasms, I think.

 

He collapses on top of me, but I don't mind. He feels good. My own personal vampire-blanket. Not too hot, not too cool, just right. I wrap my legs tighter around him and mumble, "You stay there. In me good." Okay, too many orgasms make Cordelia very happy but also very incoherent.

 

 

I sigh and relax into her body. She clutches me to her chest- against her- and she's so warm... all around.

 

I swear- I could be happy right here for the rest of eternity.

 

I bury my face in the crook of her neck and close my eyes.

 

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