Crushing

Thank you all so much those of you who have reviewed. I was not really sure about posting this but with the reviews I have received I am happy that I did. Please let me know if you still like it.

BTW for those of you who didn’t know…N/C or Non-con = rape. You were warned in the summary as well as at the beginning of the story…

As always this will be Spuffy. It’s the only thing I write. ;)

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He pulled out slowly. Regretfully. ~ God never gonna forget that. ~ He inhaled the tangy scent of their mixed juices and leaned down to clean her with his tongue. He licked softly, enjoying his task. He cleaned her thoroughly. Groaning in pleasure at the mixture of their tastes. When he finished he quickly dressed her again. ~ Much harder putting them on without help than taking them off. ~

Spike kissed her forehead gently. “I love you.” He murmured before turning and making his way out of is crypt.

He made his way to Willy’s.
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Buffy awoke groggily. She was laying on something soft. She felt…weird. ~ I must be dead. ~ She thought to herself and opened one eye. It was dark.
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Spike stumbled his way home from the bar four hours later, He was drunk and he was sure that she would be gone.
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~ Yup must be in hell. ~ She opened the other eye and glanced around.

~ OHGODOHGOD ~ Buffy panicked. ~ I’m in Spike’s crypt. He must have killed me. ~ She didn’t feel any bite marks. Although she was sore everywhere, she felt like a train had hit her. ~ No more like a cattle prod. ~

~ What the hell happened? ~ She wondered. ~ Yeah I feel like shit, but I am still alive. ~ She felt grainy, like there were missing pieces. It didn’t make sense for her to be there In Spike’s crypt, alone and alive. ~ What the hell is going on? Where is Spike? ~ Buffy sat up suddenly wincing in pain. Her head hurt. Her whole body was sore and strangely it felt good at the same time. She looked down and saw that she was fully clothed.

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Spike trudged slowly through the cemetery.

He stopped and glared at the door to his crypt. ~ Bloody hell. ~ He opened the door and stumbled through tromping loudly.
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Buffy heard noise upstairs. Someone stomping about. ~ Spike? ~ Buffy quickly leapt up and hid in a crevice in the wall, out of sight from the bed.

She was curious as to why he left her there like that she wanted to find out. ~ And I can so kick his ass of he tries to kill me. ~
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Spike sighed and made his way to the lower part of his crypt. He stalked silently down the stairs. Spike growled softly. ~ Bloody . ~ . ~ He walked over to the bed and threw himself down upon it. He groaned softly when her intoxicating scent surrounded him.

He closed his eyes and saw her behind his lids, lying there in his bed. THIS BED while he had his way with her. He remembered the feel of her skin as if he had his hands upon her naked flesh right this minute. Vivid. Harsh. Intoxicating.

Spike could still taste her. Them. Just the memory was making him hard again. “Schlayer.” He growled softly. “MmmBuffy…love you so musch. Want you baby all the bloody time. I know it’s wrong, but…you’re all I think about. Can’t get you out of my head.” He whispered.
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Buffy held her body still. She kept her breathing even. She glanced out from her hiding spot and saw ~ SPIKE!!! Ohgodohgod. He’s touching himself. ~ Buffy stifled a gasp.
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Spike was so wrapped up inside the fantasy playing in his head, that he didn’t notice that Buffy’s scent was still strong in the room. That she was still there, watching him touch his aching cock while he thought about her.

Spike quickly popped the button on his jeans and pulled the zipper down. He sighed in relief, as his hardened shaft broke free of the offending material. Spike pulled his jeans down over his hips a little and leaned back resting against the headboard.

Buffy watched as he pulled something from his duster pocket and bring it to his nose. ~ What the hell is that? ~ She wondered. She watched his eyes roll back in his head.

Spike moaned loudly and inhaled again. He brought the scrap of material down to his pulsingft aft and stroked himself with it. He jerked his hips roughly when the lace of Buffy’s thong came in contact with his hard shaft. Spike cried out in pleasure and brought her knickers back to his nose.
~ Maybe she’ll forget she was wearing these…~

Buffy watched in fascination as Spike stroked his cock with some kind of black thing. The thing he was now inhaling again. ~ What the hell is he doing? ~ She wondered as she licked her lips.

~ Oh god. What the hell am I doing? This is Spike. I should not be watching him do that…~ Buffy tried to look away but couldn’t. Spike’s hand was gripped around his massive cock stroking and pulling, she couldn’t tear her eyes away.

“Oh…Buffy…” Spike moaned. A low guttural sound. Buffy felt the arousal seeping into her body. Those two words seemed to reverberate through her entire body and soul.

This…him…here stroking his cock was for HER! ~ Oh My god! ~ Buffy’s hand flew to her mouth. She could hardly breathe. ~ Oh…how sick am I? Watching my sexy mortal enemy masturbating and getting all… What the hell is wrong with me? I must be under too much stress…Riley leaving…mom being so sick… ~ Buffy shifted her weight a little. She was getting uncomfortably wet.

Spike saw her in his fantasy, she was looking at him with her sexy as hell come shag me now green eyes, begging him to take her…The heady scent of her arousal was all around him.
~ OH…BUFFY!!! ~

++ Please Spike…I need you inside me. ++ She whispered in his fantasy. “Oh Buffy…uhhhh need to be inside you Baby…please…feel your heat…your Schlayer muscles squeezing and pumping me…” He growled softly.

~ Yeah, Want you inside me… ~ Buffy thought silently aching for him. ~ NO! Bad evil vampire. I do NOT Want him anywhere near me! ~ Buffy let her eyes fall shut.

Spike stroked harder, his breath coming in harsh pants.

~ How sexy is that, he doesn’t need to breathe, but I excite him so much that he does. Unconsciously. Hell NO! NOT sexy! ~ She opened her eyes again and saw him in the throes of ecstasy. Spike lifted his t-shirt up exposing his perfectly chiseled. ~ Sexy, stunningly sculpted Greek god! No! Yes! Well I’m not blind! ~ Abdomen and chest.

Spike was suddenly coming in harsh shuddering gasps. His cool seed spurting onto his stomach and chest. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, his cum slowly drying on his chest.

When Buffy felt that he had been asleep for a while she poked her head out of her hiding space. ~ Yeah. He’s asleep. ~ She ventured further out and came to a halt at his bedside.

She felt pulled towards him. She glanced down at the sleeping vampire and felt a sudden urge to taste him. ~ An experiment! Yeah right. ~ She snuck a finger out and dipped it into the drying cum on his chest.

~ Ok. Not a great idea. No touching. ~ She thought as she felt a deep longing swell within her. She glanced at the cum on her finger and before she could stop herself she put it into her mouth.

Buffy felt her arousal heighten and she clenched her knees together to try to block the sensations his taste was evoking in her body. That was it. She had enough. She had no idea what the hell went on here tonight and she wasabouabout to wait for him to wake up and ask him.

She turned in her heal and made her way outside. She squinted and blinked at the sun shining in her eyes when she stepped out of his crypt.

Buffy bolted. She ran all the way home.
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Buffy stopped outside the door and took a few deep breaths to calm her rapid breathing. She slowly opened the door casually and strolled into the house. ~ Everyone must be gone already. ~ She made her way upstairs and into the bathroom. ~ Shower. I need to shower. ~

Buffy pulled her shirt and bra off. She grabbed the brush and quickly pulled the tangles out of her golden hair. She turned the water on and adjusted the temperature.

Buffy undid her jeans and pulled them down. She quickly noticed her underwear were missing. ~ That’s what he was using when he…OH MY GOD!!! He took my panties off. When? I was dressed the whole time…Oh. God! ~ Buffy remembered the cruel words she used. ‘The only chance you had with me was when I was unconscious.’

Buffy closed her eyes, she suddenly felt dizzy and out of breath.
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Spike awoke with a pounding headache. ~ Slayer’s fault. ~ He thought angrily. Spike glanced down at the dry patch of cum on his chest. ~ Gotta have a shower. ~ He thought to himself getting out of bed.
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Buffy pulled her jeans the rest of the way off and stepped into the shower. She let the warm water sluice away all of the strange thoughts and feelings she was having. ~ Just need some sleep. ~ She thought to herself. ~ After that this whole… thing with Spike will make sense… ~
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Spike stepped under the cool spray, letting it wash away the stickiness on his body and the pounding in his head.
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Buffy crawled into her yummy sushi PJ’s and right under the covers.

She started dreaming right away.

++ He was angry, snarling hurtful words at her. Telling her how he easily killed two slayers before her.

“You got off on it.” She snarled disgustedly.

”Well, yeah. I suppose you're telling me you don't?” Spike laughed. “I can smell it on you Slayer. Every time we fight. How many of my kind reckon you've done?” He smirked at her.

”Not enough.” She said seething.

Spike nodded. “And we just keep coming. But you can kill a hundred, a thousand, a thousand thousand and the enemies of Hell besides and all we need is for one of us…just one…sooner or later to have the thing we're all hoping for.”

”And that would be what?”

Spike leaned in close and whispered in her ear. “One... good... day.”

Dream Buffy blinked and the scene suddenly changed.

“Spike, you're a killer. And I shoulda done this *years* ago.” She said charging up to him, stake at the ready.

Spike looked her in the eye. “You know what? Do it. Bloody just do it.” He said angrily.

”What?” She was stunned. She wouldn’t really dust him. She couldn’t. She didn’t stop to think why she couldn’t, she just knew there was no way This vampire was turning to dust anytime soon.

”End ... my ... torment. Seeing you, every day, everywhere I go, every time I turn around. Take me ... out of a world ... that hau inu in it!” Spike growled. He yanked off his shirt and threw it aside. “Just kill me!”

Buffy stepped closed grd grabbed the back of his head, crushing his ccol lips with hers. It felt so good. Sght.ght. She felt his arms come up around her waist as he kissed her back feverishly.

He pulled her closer, tighter against his hard body. Buffy couldn’t get close enough she wanted to be ~ Closer ~ She felt his hardness pressed right up against her dripping center. ++

She cried out in pleasure and startled awake.

~ What the hell? ~ She realized her hand was pressed up against her throbbing clit, and she was rocking her hips against it.

It felt so real. Spike holding her and being so le ale and loving. Buffy felt the tears streaming down her face. ~ What the hell is wrong with me? ~ She sobbed herself back to sleep.
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