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Adult ++
Chapters:
5
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26
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Trains-a-rollin'
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Chapter One: Trains-a-rollin’
“You gonna just sit there, Red?” Willow didn’t move. “Look, I don’t want to force you to - wait, no, that’s wrong. I do want to make you do this, but I want you to enjoy it. Its no fun otherwise. Okay?”
“How am I supposed to enjoy doing something that I don’t want to do?” she said quietly. Spike sighed lightly and tugged at Willows top.
“Take this off, okay?” Willow nodded but didn’t move. “Now. I’m trying to make this easier for you. You’re trying my patience and I don’t have a lot of it, Red.” Tears rolled freely down her cheeks as she sat up a bit and pulled off her top as slowly as possible, trying to delay the inevitable.
Spike smiled, pleased that she was now co-operating and that he could now see what she had been hiding under her unflattering t-shirt. From what he could see, her body was exactly the same as in his dream. Every bit as womanly and smooth. From her flat stomach to her small, pale breasts. He leaned in and sniffed at the skin of her neck, hearing her pulse race out of fear. “You smell…so good.” Like cinnamon and strawberries. And coconut. Was it her shampoo? Body lotion? Or just her? Spike placed a kiss on her collar bone and stroked her leg through her jeans, trying to get her to relax a bit. When he felt the muscles in her leg start to loosen up, he pressed his lips to hers. She whimpered in protest, but didn’t move away. He nibbled at her bottom lip until she opened her mouth. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside, massaging hers gently.
Willow reacted to his kiss, hoping it would please him. Internally she was still crying but the tears that had been rolling down her cheeks had stopped. She realised she might as well face that she wasn’t getting out of here alive unless she did what he wanted. And the sooner, the better. She fiddled with the front of his shirt and he looked at her in surprise.
“The sooner this is over, the sooner I can go home, right?”
“Yeah.” He pulled off his shirt when she had unbuttoned it and underneath the fear and feelings of disgust at what she was doing, she felt a tiny flicker of desire at the expanse of smooth, pale skin that covered his body. They way his muscles rippled as he shifted. It wasn’t enough to distract her for more that a millisecond, though. ‘Stupid girl. He’s a monster.’ Her face reddened with humiliation as her pulled her jeans down, leaving her in only her pale green lacy bra and panties. Spike gripped her hips and moved her down the bed so she was laying down. Her body tensed and he grinned at her, sliding down her body. “Just relax, Red,” he said as he moved her legs apart and settled between them. She chuckled hollowly but stopped suddenly when Spike leaned down and pressed his tongue against her through her panties. She wanted to gasp at the sensation, but held it in. Her heart rate increased and her belly tightened as he pushed the panties to the side.
“I can hear your heartbeat, Red. No need to hold it all in…”
‘Ugh, screw it.’ she thought and when his tongue flicked over her clit lightly, she let out a long sigh that she had been holding in. Before long she was threading her fingers into his hair, keeping his mouth pressed against her.
He slid a finger inside of her and she squirmed. Spike chuckled against her - he knew it wasn’t from disgust because he could feel her clenching around his finger. He let his tongue massage her until she was on the brink, then stopped.
Willow let out a cry of frustration but wouldn’t reduce herself to begging. No way. Not a chance. Spike took off the rest of his clothes and she swallowed when she caught sight of his naked parts. He climbed back up her body and positioned himself against her, rubbing himself along her wetness, teasing briefly before sinking into her quickly. He couldn’t wait any longer. The heat and tightness made him groan. So much better than his dream - he could get used to this.
Within a minute, both were panting, Willow occasionally gasping as he brushed against a particularly sensitive spot. Spike’s mouth found her neck again and he licked at the bite he had given her earlier. Willow tensed a bit when he spent longer there than was necessary. He wriggled his tongue against the wound, making her hiss. Willow unknowingly arched her body against Spike’s, seeking more contact. He grabbed her legs and brought them up to wrap around his waist as he thrust into her. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open, sweat beaded on her forehead and between her breasts.
She looked beautiful.
Spike grunted as he heard the door open quietly with his vampire hearing. He stopped and Willow opened her eyes, questioning. She squealed when she saw the door was open and who stood at it, smiling predatorily.
“Why wasn't I invited, Boy?”.
Chapter One: Trains-a-rollin’
“You gonna just sit there, Red?” Willow didn’t move. “Look, I don’t want to force you to - wait, no, that’s wrong. I do want to make you do this, but I want you to enjoy it. Its no fun otherwise. Okay?”
“How am I supposed to enjoy doing something that I don’t want to do?” she said quietly. Spike sighed lightly and tugged at Willows top.
“Take this off, okay?” Willow nodded but didn’t move. “Now. I’m trying to make this easier for you. You’re trying my patience and I don’t have a lot of it, Red.” Tears rolled freely down her cheeks as she sat up a bit and pulled off her top as slowly as possible, trying to delay the inevitable.
Spike smiled, pleased that she was now co-operating and that he could now see what she had been hiding under her unflattering t-shirt. From what he could see, her body was exactly the same as in his dream. Every bit as womanly and smooth. From her flat stomach to her small, pale breasts. He leaned in and sniffed at the skin of her neck, hearing her pulse race out of fear. “You smell…so good.” Like cinnamon and strawberries. And coconut. Was it her shampoo? Body lotion? Or just her? Spike placed a kiss on her collar bone and stroked her leg through her jeans, trying to get her to relax a bit. When he felt the muscles in her leg start to loosen up, he pressed his lips to hers. She whimpered in protest, but didn’t move away. He nibbled at her bottom lip until she opened her mouth. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside, massaging hers gently.
Willow reacted to his kiss, hoping it would please him. Internally she was still crying but the tears that had been rolling down her cheeks had stopped. She realised she might as well face that she wasn’t getting out of here alive unless she did what he wanted. And the sooner, the better. She fiddled with the front of his shirt and he looked at her in surprise.
“The sooner this is over, the sooner I can go home, right?”
“Yeah.” He pulled off his shirt when she had unbuttoned it and underneath the fear and feelings of disgust at what she was doing, she felt a tiny flicker of desire at the expanse of smooth, pale skin that covered his body. They way his muscles rippled as he shifted. It wasn’t enough to distract her for more that a millisecond, though. ‘Stupid girl. He’s a monster.’ Her face reddened with humiliation as her pulled her jeans down, leaving her in only her pale green lacy bra and panties. Spike gripped her hips and moved her down the bed so she was laying down. Her body tensed and he grinned at her, sliding down her body. “Just relax, Red,” he said as he moved her legs apart and settled between them. She chuckled hollowly but stopped suddenly when Spike leaned down and pressed his tongue against her through her panties. She wanted to gasp at the sensation, but held it in. Her heart rate increased and her belly tightened as he pushed the panties to the side.
“I can hear your heartbeat, Red. No need to hold it all in…”
‘Ugh, screw it.’ she thought and when his tongue flicked over her clit lightly, she let out a long sigh that she had been holding in. Before long she was threading her fingers into his hair, keeping his mouth pressed against her.
He slid a finger inside of her and she squirmed. Spike chuckled against her - he knew it wasn’t from disgust because he could feel her clenching around his finger. He let his tongue massage her until she was on the brink, then stopped.
Willow let out a cry of frustration but wouldn’t reduce herself to begging. No way. Not a chance. Spike took off the rest of his clothes and she swallowed when she caught sight of his naked parts. He climbed back up her body and positioned himself against her, rubbing himself along her wetness, teasing briefly before sinking into her quickly. He couldn’t wait any longer. The heat and tightness made him groan. So much better than his dream - he could get used to this.
Within a minute, both were panting, Willow occasionally gasping as he brushed against a particularly sensitive spot. Spike’s mouth found her neck again and he licked at the bite he had given her earlier. Willow tensed a bit when he spent longer there than was necessary. He wriggled his tongue against the wound, making her hiss. Willow unknowingly arched her body against Spike’s, seeking more contact. He grabbed her legs and brought them up to wrap around his waist as he thrust into her. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open, sweat beaded on her forehead and between her breasts.
She looked beautiful.
Spike grunted as he heard the door open quietly with his vampire hearing. He stopped and Willow opened her eyes, questioning. She squealed when she saw the door was open and who stood at it, smiling predatorily.
“Why wasn't I invited, Boy?”.