A Promise Kept
folder
BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
2,486
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
2,486
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Morning After
A/N: Thanks to you guys that reviewed! yes, this IS my first piece...well, completed and published piece anyways. I’m glad you guys are enjoying. This chapter has a mildly graphic sex scene in it, so for those of you who are offended, ADVERT YOUR EYES!
Rating: R
Chapter 2
------------------------
The next morning, Buffy awoke to Spike’s eyes on her. “Morning,” she greeted him, smiling.
“Mornin’” he answered as he kissed her lightly.
“What time is it?” she asked him, sitting up.
“Almost seven.” he watched her walk around, getting her clothes, hairbrush, preparing to start her usual routine. “Have somewhere to go, Pet?”
“No... I always wak thi this early. It’s the usual Buffy-routine.” She yawned as she put her hair up in a loose bun.
“Yeah, well today’s not a usual day, love.” he walked over to her and put his arms around her waist. “I’ve been gone for 82 days...” he pouted. “Didn’t you miss me?”
“Oh, come on...” She rolled her eyes. “All this pouting from the man who managed to prevent the apocalypse and save all of mankind?” She pecked a kiss on his nose. “Of course I missed you.” She pulled away to dress, but Spike kept a firm grip on her hips. “What, does Spikey wanna play?” She teased, running her hand down his chest, over his stomach, and onto his crotch, giving it a firm squeeze. A low growl erupted from deep in his throat at the contact.
He crushed his mouth to hers, exploring it with his own. She dropped the clothes she was holding to the floor, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. He ran his hand slowly up her bare thigh, causing her to moan into his mouth, as she reached down between them to undo his belt. Spike grabbed her hand in protest.
“I thought you had work to do, Pet?” He smirked. “Can’t have none of that...” he said sarcastically.
“Spike...shut up.” She pushed him back onto the bed, straddling him. “But Buffy doesn’t wanna work...” she leaned down and kissed him deeply. “Buffy wants to play.”
“What, you wanna play the dominatrix, Pet?” Spike smirked, remembering how they used to do this ahe the time.
“Well, you must be tired from all that working to get back to me. And I haven’t gotten to welcome you home properly.” She crushed her mouth to his again, pulling off his belt and tossing it aside. She slowly unbuttoned his jeans, slipping her hand inside. “Don’t YOU wanna play?” she pouted, running her hand up and down his shaft. He moaned in pleasure at the feel of her tiny hand around him. “I’ll take that as a yes...” she smiled positioning herself on top of him.
“Ready?” she asked. He nodded, and was quickly completely engulfed in her heat. As she started to move, they locked eyes again. “I love you.” she whispered, closing her eyes and relishing the feel of him filling her again.
“I love you too,” He answered, moaning with pleasure. She started to ride him faster, causing him to grip her hips and thrust upward to meet each of her movements. She reached down and gripped the sheets for support and leverage as she moved harder and faster down onto him, making him go all the way into her, pushing against her womb.
Before she knew what was happening, Spike had them flipped around, so he could be on top. “My turn...” he said, pounding into her hard and fast, eliciting small moans and cries from her with every thrust. She came hard and fast, all of her inner muscles tightening around him, until he soon followed, gripping the sheets beneath them to keep from screaming out her name.
He came back down, collapsing on top of Buffy. “I love you...” he sighed, kissing her softly and laying on her chest.
“Love you too.” She kissed the top of his head and stroked his hair. It had been so long since he’s been this close to him, she forgot how good it felt. “You just want to sleep for a while?” she asked him, ready to spend all day in bed with him if he desired.
“Haven’t slept for 82 days, Pet, and then THAT. Sleep sounds pretty good about now, Lo
“It does...” she agreed, closing her eyes and drifting into a peaceful sleep.
A/N: I’m open to any suggestions you guys have for me...I’m kinda stumped on how to start the next chapter. I love feedback!
Rating: R
Chapter 2
------------------------
The next morning, Buffy awoke to Spike’s eyes on her. “Morning,” she greeted him, smiling.
“Mornin’” he answered as he kissed her lightly.
“What time is it?” she asked him, sitting up.
“Almost seven.” he watched her walk around, getting her clothes, hairbrush, preparing to start her usual routine. “Have somewhere to go, Pet?”
“No... I always wak thi this early. It’s the usual Buffy-routine.” She yawned as she put her hair up in a loose bun.
“Yeah, well today’s not a usual day, love.” he walked over to her and put his arms around her waist. “I’ve been gone for 82 days...” he pouted. “Didn’t you miss me?”
“Oh, come on...” She rolled her eyes. “All this pouting from the man who managed to prevent the apocalypse and save all of mankind?” She pecked a kiss on his nose. “Of course I missed you.” She pulled away to dress, but Spike kept a firm grip on her hips. “What, does Spikey wanna play?” She teased, running her hand down his chest, over his stomach, and onto his crotch, giving it a firm squeeze. A low growl erupted from deep in his throat at the contact.
He crushed his mouth to hers, exploring it with his own. She dropped the clothes she was holding to the floor, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. He ran his hand slowly up her bare thigh, causing her to moan into his mouth, as she reached down between them to undo his belt. Spike grabbed her hand in protest.
“I thought you had work to do, Pet?” He smirked. “Can’t have none of that...” he said sarcastically.
“Spike...shut up.” She pushed him back onto the bed, straddling him. “But Buffy doesn’t wanna work...” she leaned down and kissed him deeply. “Buffy wants to play.”
“What, you wanna play the dominatrix, Pet?” Spike smirked, remembering how they used to do this ahe the time.
“Well, you must be tired from all that working to get back to me. And I haven’t gotten to welcome you home properly.” She crushed her mouth to his again, pulling off his belt and tossing it aside. She slowly unbuttoned his jeans, slipping her hand inside. “Don’t YOU wanna play?” she pouted, running her hand up and down his shaft. He moaned in pleasure at the feel of her tiny hand around him. “I’ll take that as a yes...” she smiled positioning herself on top of him.
“Ready?” she asked. He nodded, and was quickly completely engulfed in her heat. As she started to move, they locked eyes again. “I love you.” she whispered, closing her eyes and relishing the feel of him filling her again.
“I love you too,” He answered, moaning with pleasure. She started to ride him faster, causing him to grip her hips and thrust upward to meet each of her movements. She reached down and gripped the sheets for support and leverage as she moved harder and faster down onto him, making him go all the way into her, pushing against her womb.
Before she knew what was happening, Spike had them flipped around, so he could be on top. “My turn...” he said, pounding into her hard and fast, eliciting small moans and cries from her with every thrust. She came hard and fast, all of her inner muscles tightening around him, until he soon followed, gripping the sheets beneath them to keep from screaming out her name.
He came back down, collapsing on top of Buffy. “I love you...” he sighed, kissing her softly and laying on her chest.
“Love you too.” She kissed the top of his head and stroked his hair. It had been so long since he’s been this close to him, she forgot how good it felt. “You just want to sleep for a while?” she asked him, ready to spend all day in bed with him if he desired.
“Haven’t slept for 82 days, Pet, and then THAT. Sleep sounds pretty good about now, Lo
“It does...” she agreed, closing her eyes and drifting into a peaceful sleep.
A/N: I’m open to any suggestions you guys have for me...I’m kinda stumped on how to start the next chapter. I love feedback!