Roomies

Shutting the door behind them, Spike watched silently as Buffy wiggled her way around the room, beckoning him to join her with a finger. Sliding that finger into her mouth, she sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks and pulling it out with a soft pop. Rearranging his erection discreetly, Spike remained on his side of the room. Her arms around her back, she smiled when the knot of string that held on her top finally gave, letting it slowly unfold itself and slip to the ground as she wiggled her butt, her skirt sliding down her bare legs leaving her in nothing but a black lacy thong.

She shrieked as Spike dived over his bed, tackling her onto the bed behind her and pinning her underneath him with his arms. Propping himself up on one elbow, his hand slid between them, taking the thong between his fingers he pushed it aside, pulling the tip of his erection through the zipper on his jeans and sliding it back and forth between her legs. Hearing her whimper in need was the sweetest music he had heard all night and he was reluctant to give her what she wanted.

Clamping her legs behind his back, Buffy held him still and pushed down, getting what she wanted. The feeling of slowly sinking into her heat nearly caused Spike to finish right then. Gritting his teeth, he pushed as deep as he could and slowly pulled back out.

Whimpering when Spike’s hip crashed into hers, Buffy pulled her legs up higher to avoid more discomfort, settling back and letting Spike do all the work was all she had the strength for at the moment. Her lips found his neck and she began to lick dreamily, taking a nibble or placing a kiss whenever she had the chance. The sensation of her hot little mouth on his neck added to the strip tease that was on repeat in his mind was just too much for Spike and he slowed his pace, not wanting it to be over so soon.

Buffy was thinking along the same lines as Spike, watching his face intently as she pulled at his arm, rolling him off of her so she could be on top for the first time.

Pulling her legs up so she could raise herself on them, Buffy slowly and experimentally began to bounce, mesmerised by the sight of his cock disappearing then reappearing between her legs.

Watching Buffy take charge was something that was almost beyond his wildest dreams for Spike. Watching her bounce on his dick, her hair swinging in his face, her head bent as she watched their slow and rhythmic coupling was practically heaven for Spike. He took her hands in his, pressing them on his chest and sighing in complete and utter ecstasy when she took the initiative and began to flick and stroke his nipples in turn.

Placing his own hands on her hips, he urged her to increase the pace, lifting her up into the air so he was almost slipping out before slamming her back down onto him, grunting and sighing together as Buffy felt the beginning of what she was now able to recognise as an orgasm take over her, but before she was able to relax her pace, Spike had begun to lift his hips to meet each thrust, the added friction on her clit sending her over the edge far quicker than expected with Spike racing after her.

Opening her eyes, Buffy peeled her face away from Spike’s chest, sitting up awkwardly as Spike slipped out of her. Rolling off him, she winced as her thighs protested at the sudden movement.

“I love you.” She mouthed at his sleeping form, settling down to sleep next to him but finding slumber just out of her grasp. Lying in the dark room, a million and one thoughts raced through her head, all of them returning to Spike in some way or another until sleep finally overtook her, leaving her with dreams of winning the skating championship and Spike driving a zamboni.

Waking up early, Spike was able to spend time watching Buffy sleep, her face scrunching up as she fought to stay asleep, the bright sunlight through the blinds tearing her away from her dreams.

Opening one eye lazily, she beamed at Spike, letting the sunlight wash over her naked body as the covers slipped to the floor. Wishing he had time to worship her perfect body, Spike settled for giving her a chaste kiss before getting out of bed and starting the day, knowing that separate classes and ice skating practise would separate them for the majority of the day.

Wishing her fun, he made his way out of the door backwards, leering at her still naked body as he went only to bump into someone in the hall. Shutting the door behind him he turned to apologise before realising who it was.

Staring back at him was one Riley Finn, surrounded by the entire basketball team.