Pillow Fight

As I ground my hips against his hard length, he let loose a long moan
into our joined mouths





A/N: You asked for it, you got it… Here is more of what you crave…

 

Chapter 3: On With
the Show

 

As I ground my hips against his hard length, he let loose a
long moan into our joined mouths. He let
his weight drop onto the length of my body dragging his cool hands up my arms,
our mouths never loosing contact. When
his hands reached my wrists, he grasped them firmly, pulling them away from his
back and up over my head. He rested his
weight against my hands, levering himself up.


 

Trying to maintain contact with the length of his body I
tightened my legs around his hips, increasing the fervor with which I kissed
him. He moaned again, moving to hold my
wrists one one hand while the other slid down my side. "Bloody hell, woman!" His hand slid past my waist and around to cup
the firm curve of my ass. His hand
lingered for a moment, caressing the cheek as I continued to grind my hips
against his.

 

His hand tightened for a moment, the cool digits digging
into my skin before he slid it further up the back of my thigh before stopping
at the back of my knee. He pulled his
head back, breaking our kiss whilkingking several very deep breaths.

 

I looked deep into his eyes.
They were darkened with desire to a deep shade of midnight blue, the
blue almost swallowed up by the black of his dilated pupils. I smiled mischievously up at him and ground
my hips into his hard length yet again.

 

A loud moan tore through his lips. "Slayer!" I swear his eyes positively crossed at the
friction I was creating. He closed his
eyes, resting his forehead against mine as his fingers dug into my leg.

 

"Mmmmm… So you like that do you?" I purred at him,
teasing him.

 

His eyes flew open, meeting mine for a moment before he drew
back, his firm grip on the back of my knee pulling my leg from its place around
his hip.

 

"You lavisicious little thing…" he growled as he
disentangled my legs from him.

 

I stuck my lower lip out at him, pouting at the lack of
contact.

 

"Mmmmm that lip…
Never could get enough of it…Gonna get it…" he murmured as he
reached down to nibble on my bottom lip as my laughter rose around us. I nipped him back, eliciting a matching grin
from him.

 

As he nipped at my lip he drew his knees up taking his
weight off my wrists. I tried to use the
shift to my advantage, attempting to pull my hands from his grip.

 

"Ah ah ah. None
of that now. You want to play… eh Slayer? Is that it?" he purred at me as he moved
his knees to straddle my hips.

 

I nodded my head as I drew my tongue across my upper lip,
giving him the most wanton, sultry look I could conjure as I writhed my body
enticingly beneath his gaze.

 

"So you want more, yes?" he inquired, one scarred
brow arched up, his pale hair glowing in the soft light. I looked up at him and quirked a brow at him
in question. He leaned forward, his
cheek brushing mine, as he breathed in my ear, "You know you want
me."

 

He leaned back to get a better view, his eyes roaming
appreciatively up and down the length of my body. I could feel a blush creeping its way across
my breasts and up my chest under his close scrutiny. He didn't fail to notice the red color begin
its journey across my chest.

 

"You're turning red, Slayer."

 

I could feel the blush reaching the base of my neck and
begin creeping upwards. Unable to bear
his gaze I closed my eyes and turned my head aside only to feel his fingers
gently turn my face back to him.

 

"Open your eyes," he whispered gently.

 

I opened my eyes to his softened gaze, the warmth of his
emotions showing in his eyes.

 

"Don't ever be ashamed or embarrassed by your body,
Buffy. You are so beautiful, my slayer, my
golden, fiery goddess."

 

By now the blush had made its way up my neck and to my
ears. I could feel my skin burning as I
gazed into his bottomless blue eyes.
"Thank you," I whispered, just loud enough for his sensitive
hearing to pick up.

 

He brought his head down and caught my lips in an infinitely
sweet kiss before dragging his tongue across my lips requesting entrance to my
mouth. He infused the kiss with
tremendous passion electricity crackling down to my toes. He pulled back again, eyes darkening,
"So… you want to play, Buffy?"

 

"Yes, please!" I answered. He shook his head and groaned, fixing me with
an unrestrained stare.

 

"Alright. Now no
moving unless I tell you to, understand?"

 

I stuck my tongue out at him in response.

 

"Now, don't tempt me…" he warned.

 

"Mmmmm… temptation…" I murmured back.

 

"No talking either."

 

I pouted again figuring, hey, the lip worked once.

 

"Not going to work Slayer. Now, no moving, no talking unless I say,
ok?"

 

I nodded in response, looking up at him through my lashes.

 

He let go of my hands and sat back on his heels, waiting to
see if I would keep still. When all I
moved was my eyebrows, waggling them suggestively, he rolled his eyes.

 

"You are simply incorrigible."

 

I grinned widely in response.

 

He laughed lightly, shaking his head at me. He leaned forward, placing his hands on
either side of my shoulders. He brought
his face down next to mine, pressing his cheek to mine, exerting enough
pressure for me to turn my head, granting him access to the curve of my neck.

 

He proceeded to rain kisses up the curve of my neck until he
reached the shell of my ear. Using his
tongue and teeth he traced the outline of my ear and teased the lobe before
whispering in my ear, "Keep your eyes open, Buffy. I want to watch you, watching me."

 

My eyes had drifted shut and they now snapped open, my eyes
widening. I turned my head toward him as
he pulled back, the discomfort evident in my eyes. "Please," he murmured against my
lips, gazing into my eyes as he gently grazed my lips.

 

He pressed forward, testing my control, deepening the kiss
while I fought not to let my eyes close.
I realized I was holding my breath and let it go when he moved from my
mouth to my neck. He slid one hand up
the length one of my arms, bringing it forward.
He proceeded to kiss and nip his way from the inside of my upper arm to
my hand.

 

He kept his eyes on mine the entire way up my arm. When he reached my hand he kissed the inside
of my wrist, and then turned my hand over.
He kissed my knuckles, and then drew his tongue over them, drawing them
into his mouth, sucking on them.

 

He smiled mischievously, watching my reaction as he pulled
one finger into his mouth, teasing its length with his tongue. He sucked on first one finger, then two
moving them in and out as he observed my mesmerized expression.

 

I didn't realize I was licking my lips until he dropped my
arm over my head again and kissed me.
Hard. When he finally released my
mouth, I gasped for breath as he smiled down at me. He repeated the process on my other arm never
breaking eye contact.

 

He sat back on my legs, drawing his hands down my sides,
coming to rest on my hips. He ran his
palms up across my stomach and up over my breasts, barely touching, causing my
nipples to rise up under my silken top.
A gasp escaped my lips.

 

"You like?" he asked, drawing his hands down to my
hips again.

 

I nodded imperceptibly, biting my lower lip to keep from
speaking.

 

He placed his hand on either side of my hips, lifting
himself up off my legs and over to my side.
He slowly lowered himself down never breaking eye contact until he
reached my stomach.

 

I sucked in my breath as his tongue darted out to outline my
belly-button and then drew the sapphire charm into his mouth, tugging lightly
before dipping into the curve. I
couldn't hold back a giggle as his tongue tickled me.

 

He looked up into my eyes a ghost of smile crossing his lips
at the desire evident in my eyes. He
proceeded to blow lightly across my abs, forcing them to contract, a hiss
issuing from between my clenched teeth.

 

I place my hands under my head to keep them quiet and prop
my head up so I can fulfill his wish for me to watch.

 

He smiles again, moving lower to catch the waistband of my
boy-cut bottoms in his teeth, drawing them down several inches, scandalously
close to my nether region. He lets go of
them, moving down to my upper thigh. Hhandhands have not been quiet all this time.
They were caressing my sides and hips, helping draw down my bottoms
before moving to cup the curves of my ass.
He gives them a last caress before moving them to draw up one leg.

 

He proceeds to kiss and caress his way down my leg, glancing
up frequently to make sure I am still watching.
He observes with obvious appreciation my heaving breasts and shortened
breath.

 

"Shall I stop?" he asks me half-way down one leg.

 

I shake my head in a firm negative, biting my lower lip
again.

 

That sultry smile I've come to know so well curves his lips
again as returns to his ministrations, "As you wish."

 

*****************WARNING: If you don't like or are bothered
by foot action skip to the next set of asterisks****************************

 

He slowly works his way down to my foot, licking and
nipping. He finally arrives there and
draws his tongue along the arch of my instep, making my toes curl inward and my
leg jerk back.

 

My feet are extremely sensitive and I've never liked having
them touched. I try to jerk my foot out
of his hands, anxiety shining in my eyes.

 

His head snaps up at my movement, an admonishment rising to
his lips as his eyes lock with mine. The
admonishment dies as he registers the anxiety I'm trying to hide.

 

"Does this hurt?"

 

I shake my head no, as the pads of his thumbs begin pressing
in circles on the sole of my foot.

&nbs
&q
"Does this tickle?"

 

I cock my head to the side, nibbling on my bottom lip.

 

"You can answer."

 

"A bit. Not so
much now," I respond.

 

"Does this make you uncomfortable?" he nods again
indicating I should speak.

 

"I've never liked having them touched. I've always considered it rather… icky,"
I answered letting my head drop back to the bed, staring at the ceiling.

 

"Buffy, look at me."

 

I propped my head back up, still worrying at my bottom lip.

 

"Do you trust me?"

 

I bite my lip.

 

He sighs, resigned, "Do you trust that I only wish to
please you?"

 

I hesitantly nod yes.

 

"Will you allow me to continue and explore this fully
before deciding to reject these particular attentions? The foot has many pressure points I would
like you to experience. May I
continue?"

 

I look into his eyes, indecision clearly visible in mine,
his care astounding me. I debate for a
moment and conclude, nothing ventured, nothing gained. I nod my assent.

 

Throughout our conversation he had been kneading the bottom
of my foot with the pads of his fingers, effectively relaxing it. When he drew his tongue along the curve of
the instep again, I barely flinched. I
was still nervous, but not nearly as keyed up as before. He continued to knead the sole as he lavished
attention on various spots.

 

An incredible feeling of relaxation flowed over me when he
concentrated on one particular spot. His
eyes never left mine, trying to reassure me with his gaze. I could not withhold a gasp as he drew each
of my toes into his mouth in a manner similar to the one he used on my fingers
earlier.

 

************End foot stuff.
You're safe now…***************************

 

He finally tore himself away from my foot asking,
"Still ok?"

 

I nodded, biting my lip again, my heart expanding at the
care he was showing me.

 

He slid up next to my face again gracing me with a soft
lingering kiss. "Stop worrying that
bottom lip now. I'm the only one who
gets to nibble on it. I'd like there to
be something left by the time I'm finished."

 

I smiled impishly at him as he moved back down to my legs,
nipping at a pebbled nipple on his way.
I gasped sharply at that sending a glare his way. He simply quirked a scarred brow at me before
working his way up the inside of the leg he had just gone down.

 

He gently nudged my legs apart as he reached my upper
thigh. He lavished it with numerous nips
and kisses, moving excruciatingly slowly towards the center of my desire.

 

My bottoms had long ago been soaked through by my arousal. I could tell he was savoring my scent by the
way he closed his eyes and drew in deep satisfied breaths. It took my breath away. No one else had ever shown such an
appreciation for my body.

 

Leering up my body at me he then blew on the soaked area between
my legs. My eyes snapped shut and a
strangled cry wrenched from my lips.

 

I could hear the laughter in his voice as he admonished me,
"I can't see your eyes, luv."

 

Eyes that had darkened to a deep emerald green rose up to
meet his sapphire blue, daring him to continue.
A groan escaped my lips as he began to work his way down the outside of
my other leg.

 

He treated my other foot with the same care as the first,
massaging it first to relieve the tension and acclimate my nerves to his
touch. Anticipating his actions, they
were all the more pleasurable as my feet had come to accept his touch.

 

He worked his way very, very slowly up the inside of my leg,
taking his time when he reached my upper inner thigh. This time he drew his tongue along the bottom
edges of my bottoms, his hands coming up to cup my ass firmly.

 

My hands were tangled in my hair, twisting and pulling at
the roots, his torture exquisite.

 

Again he blew hard on that very wet area between my legs
causing me to throw my head back and my back to arch up. Body convulsing, I came hard, his name torn
from my lips, "SSSSSSSSSPPPPPPPPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKKEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

 

He stopped blowing as I crashed back onto the bed. When I finally could bring my eyes to his I
found his head resting at the apex of my hip and torso, a satisfied smile
gracing his lips.

 

He had played me so well I had had no idea how close I was
to the edge until he pushed me over. My
breath still came in gasps as he climbed up my body. He waited a moment until my breathing was
under control before capturing my mouth in a scorching kiss that I returned
with fervor.

 

I brought my hands up to tangle in his platinum hair as he
pulled far enough away to look into my semi-glazed eyes.

 

"Damn. I am
GOOD!"

 

My mouth fell open at the comment and I responded, "Ego
much?"

 

He laughed, drawing me onto my side facing him as he
whispered in my ear, "Your turn…"

 

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