Pillow Fight

Disclaimer: Joss Whedon is god

A/N: For some reason AFF won't support my formatting even though the first chapter did. So, from here out anything that is a thought will be encased in // since I can't get italics to load anymore. My apologies for any confusion or inconvenience this may have caused. I just found out about the formatting error.

Also, if you are following my other stories, Pillow Fight is the BtVS version of Fantasy, I was fishing for reviews and also wanted to post it on another forum for others to enjoy. The sequences were orginally written with Buffy and Spike in mind and then they just fit into my Twisted fic, which I then decided to elaborate on and post Pillow Fight in its original incarnation. Don't shoot me. They're essentially the same story so pick one. I do plan to eventually develop Fantasy into more than fluff while Pillow Fight will remain fluff, but that won't happen for a few more chapters. I've read enough angsty B/S stuff that I want to keep this one light and fun. Hopefully I can lift a few spirits (and send people screaming for a cold shower....

 

As always, I bow and submit to the calls of MORE! MORE!

 

Thank you for keeping me in line and my ego raging as
always.

 

And now, as per your review requests, more Spikey! He he he… you'll get the
chapter name later…

 

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Chapter 4: Where the
Wind Blows

 

I am not going be able to keep my head if I let her keep
grinding her hips against my cock the way she is. Bloody HELL she is WILD! I drop my full weight down on her, freeing my
hands, n par parting our lips. I run my
hands up her arms until I reach her wrists.
Making sure I have them firmly I pull her hands away and over her head,
resting my weight against her hands for a moment I pull myself up.

 

Obviously trying to maintain contact, her legs tighten
around my hips and her kisses increase in intensity. Unable to stop myself I moan loudly into her
mouth. "Bloody
hell, woman!" I hold both
her wrists with one hand, freeing the other.
I slide it down her burning side and around to the firm curve of her
ass, lingering a moment to caress the muscled cheek as she continues to rub her
heated body against me.

 

She hits a particularly sensitive spot and my hand tightens
for a moment as I fight to control myself and not take her right then and
there. I have a plan and she is NOT
going to thwart it. I slide my hand up
the back of her thigh to her knee, breaking our kiss to take several deep
breaths.

 

Her eyes have dilated with desire to the point only the
outermost ring of her iris is visible.
I'm sure my eyes look the same to her.
She gives me a devilish grin and I frown wondering what she is up to
when she moves against me in a slightly different way, tearing a loud moan from
my lips. "Slayer!" My eyes sap shut, crossing beneath the lids
as I drop my forehead against hers, fingers digging into her leg. Whatever that was, she almost had me.

 

"Mmmmm… So you like that do you?" she taunts me.

 

I snap my eyes open meeting hers as I peel her leg from my
hip, determined to win this little game.
"You lavisicious little thing…" I growl, my voice dripping
with desire as I peel her off of me.

 

She sticks her lower lip out at me, pouting, knowing just
how much I love that. "Mmmm that
lip… Never could get enough of it… Gonna get it…" I reach down to nip at it to distract her as
I pull my knees up, taking most of my weight off her wrists. She laughs and I get bitten back for my
trouble. She tries to use my weight
shift to her advantage and get her wrists loose.

 

"Ah ah ah. None
of that now. You want to play… eh Slayer? Is that it?" I ask her as I move my
knees to either side of her hips. Her
answer is a nod as she licks her upper lip giving me what is frankly the most
wanton look I've ever received as she tries to squirm beneath me again.

 

I lean down towards her.
"So you want more, yes?" I inquire, as she raises one brow in
a questioning mimicry of one of my own expressions.

 

Let the games begin!
I lean forward until my cheek is beside hers, my lips at her ear as I
whisper, "You know you want me."

 

I lean back as far as I can without letting go of her wrists
and let my gaze travel appreciatively down her body, memorizing every curve,
every freckle,wingwing full well how uncomfortable it makes her. How could such a being not realize how
beautiful she is? She plays the vixen,
but does not believe in herself.

 

I fix her with such a gaze because I want her to get used to
it. I want her to be proud of her body
and never hide from me. I can see the
red color that tells me how nervous she is spread from the cleft between her
breasts and work its way up her chest.
The rising color is like a thermometer, telling me just how much this is
affecting her.

 

"You're turning red, Slayer."

 

She turns her head away, closing her eyes. She hopes to escape my openly appreciative
stare.

 

This can not continue.
I cannot stand for her to be so insecure with herself especially with
me. I gently put the fingers of my free d tod to her chin, turning her face back to mine. By now the creeping blush has worked its way
up her neck to the base of her ears. She
must be about ready to kill me.

 

"Open your eyes," I whisper softly. When she opens her eyes, I let her see the
strength of my feelings for her shine in my eyes. "Don't ever be ashamed or embarrassed by
your body, Buffy. You are SO beautiful, my
slayer, my golden, fiery goddess."

 

As I reach down to kiss her again, I just catch her whisper,
"Thank you." I kiss her ever
so gently before dragging my tongue across her lips, demanding entrance to her
mouth. I try to infuse the kiss with
every ounce of passion that I can, feeling her legs twist beneath me. I actually made her toes curl!

 

I pull back, my lips just inches from hers, "So… you
want to play, Buffy?"

 

She grins up at me, her confidence at least partially
restored, "Yes please!" I roll
my eyes and groan.

 

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

 

She sticks her tongue out at me! Little brat.
"Now, don't tempt me…"

 

"Mmmmm… temptation…" she murmurs as if she is
tasting the most delectable dessert.

 

Not going to give in.
I'm the one in control
here. "No talking either."

 

She pouts again, apparently believing I cannot resist her
charms. "Not going to work Slayer. Now, no moving, no talking unless I say,
ok?"

 

She slowly nods, looking up at me through lowered
lashes. Argh! I could take her right now! I release her hands and sit back on my heels waiting
for her to disobey me. Instead she waggles
her eyebrows suggestively at me.
"You are simply incorrigible."

 

She responds with a wide grin.

 

I laugh lightly, moving my hands to either side of her
shoulders. I lean forward, using my cheek
to turn her head, granting me access to the long column of her neck. It is still pink from the flush. I kiss my way up her neck until I reach her
ear. I trace the outline of it with my
tongue before nipping at the lobe with my teeth. Her eyes have drifted shut as I whisper in
her ear, "Keep your eyes open, B.
.
I want to watch you, watching me."

 

Her eyes snap open at my words, her head turning toward
mine, eyes pleading it is too much. I
reach for her lips again murmuring, "Please."

 

My eyes stay locked with hers as I slowly kiss her. She is holding her breath, only releasing it
as I move to her neck. The blush that
had begun dissipating is returning even redder, yet she honors my request,
bravely following me with her eyes as she bites hottoottom lip.

 

I slide one hand up her arm, bringing it forward. I keep my eyes in hers as I lavish attention
over every inch of her arm, working my way slowly up to her hand. Once there I kiss the inside of her wrist,
then her knuckles. I trace their lines
with my tongue before sucking on them.

 

I smile down at her noting that the blush is starting to
fade again as her comfort level increases.
Now to up the ante. I take her
index finger in my mouth, sucking on it gently as I move it in and out of my
mouth, occasionally dragging my teeth across the skin. I watch her as her breathing increases, her
eyes locked on my mouth. I take both her
index and middle fingers into my mouth, wrapping my tongue around each one as I
suck on them like you would a lollipop.
I flick at the sensitive ends with the tip of my tongue.

 

She has started licking her lips, staring at me
ravenously. Bloody HELL! That small action alone is driving me toward
the edge. The sheer wanton nature of it
makes me throb in anticipation. I keep
my control, lavishing each finger with the same attention before dropping her
arm to its place over her head and claiming her lips in a searing kiss.

 

She gasped for breath as I released her mouth and smiled
down at her before repeating the same sequence on her other arm. I finally release her other arm, placing it
back over her head. I sit back on her
legs trailing my hands down her sides until they rest on her hips.

 

Now for a tease. I
run my hands across her stomach and up over the curve of her breasts, lightly,
but with just enough pressure to cause her nipple to spring up beneath her silk
top.

 

She gasps, mouth hanging open as my hands return to her
hips. "You like?" She nods, biting down on her lip again.

 

I climb off of her, lowering myself to her side, never
breaking eye contact. I turned my attentions
to her stomach. I knew I was tickling
her as she squirmed just the slightest bit before
quieting. I kissed my way across her
stomach until I reached her belly-button.
I traced its outline before I drew the blue jewel of her charm into my
mouth, tugging on it then dipped my tongue into the sweet curve, eliciting a
giggle from her.

 

I looked up, smiling as I blew across her stomach, making
her abs contract, a hiss escaping from between her clenched teeth. I smile again as I work my way down to her
bottoms. My hands caress her sides and
hips. Capturing the waistband between my
teeth I draw her bottoms down, may hands helping the back, caressing the curves
of her backside, stopping just as the top of her hair comes into view. I let the garment go, moving down to her leg.

 

I lavish her leg with the same attention I paid her arms,
glancing up occasionally to make sure she is still watching. Her brecomecomes in short breaths, causing
her breasts to heave. I was half-way
down the outside of her leg when I paused, grinning inwardly. Time for a little interaction on her part.

 

"Shall I stop?"

 

She shakes her head firmly from side to side.

 

"As you wish." I return my attention to her leg.

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Foot action again. You don't like, skip
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I slowly worked my way down to her foot, looking forward to
her reaction when I got there. I took
her foot in both hands, drawing my tongue along the arch of her instep. Her reaction was immediate and not what I
anticipated. Her toes curled in and she
practically yanked her foot out of my hands!
My head snapped up, a sharp comment rising to my lips and dying
immediately.

 

I looked into her eyes, filled with anxiety, noticing the
red flush had returned to her chest, redder than ever. She sat up and pulled away again, but I
refused to let go, wanting to know what the source of this reaction was.

 

"Does this hurt?" I ask, truly concerned.

 

She shakes her head no as I press my thumbs into the sole of
her foot, working outward in circular motions, trying to activate the pressure
points I know are there.

 

"Does this tickle?" I ask, noticing how her toes
keep curling inward.

 

She tilts her head to the side, chewing on her bottom lip.

 

I realize her dilemma, wanting to respond, but obey my
earlier request, "You can answer."

 

"A bit. Not so
much now," she answers.

 

Ah! So they are more
sensitive than I had expected. I had
shocked and surprised her in a bad way with that first lick. "Does this make you uncomfortable?"
I nod at her to speak again.

 

She answers hesitantly explaining, "I've never liked
having them touched. I've always
considered it rather… icky," as she drops back onto the bed, staring at
the ceiling.

 

Ah. This is a common
aversion. Perhaps with a little
persuasion she will allow me to continue.
All this time I continue kneading the sole of her foot with my fingers,
endeavoring to get the muscles to relax.

 

"Buffy, look at me."

 

She props her head back up, still worrying at her bottom
lip, fear now in her eyes.

 

"Do you trust me?"

 

She bites her lip.

 

Ok. That was the
wrong question to ask. Resigned to reality,
I sigh, "Do you trust that I only wish to please you?"

 

She hesitantly nods yes.


 

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

 

I can see the indecision shining in her eyes. She is afraid. I think her fear rises from never
experiencing it or perhaps someone told her she had ugly feet. The look in her eyes seems to change and she
nods hesentsent, indicating I should continue.
I keep my gaze in hers for a moment longer, still massaging her foot,
just to make sure that is her decision.

 

Confident that she indeed does want me to continue; I draw
my tongue along her instep again. She
only flinches the slightest bit and I understand it is simply reflexes. I keep my eyes on hers as I lavish affection
on her foot.

 

I engaged a particular pressure point and watched her
visibly relax, smiling inwardly. I tried
to reassure her with the love for her shining in my eyes. I realized just how much courage it had taken to to acquiesce. She gasped as I drew
her toes into my mouth in a manner similar to that I had used on her fingers,
giving each one ample attention, never stopping the massaging.

 

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I decided I had worked on this particular aversion long
enough for the moment, releasing her foot.

 

"Still ok?"

 

She nodded, chewing on her lip again.

 

I slid up her side to her face, giving her a soft, lingering
kiss. I admonished her lightly,
"Stop worr tha 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." She smiled back
at me.

 

I decided to change the mood as I moved back down to her
legs. I nipped at an erect nipple on my
way down eliciting a sharp gasp and a glare from her. I raised one scarred brow at her in my natunature expression before turning my attention to the inside of the leg I had
been attending to.

 

Starting at her ankle, I worked my way down. When I reached her upper thigh, I gently
nudged her legs apart, covering the skin of her upper thigh with soft licks and
kisses. Her arousal had been evident
before, it was a heady aroma now. Her
bottoms were visibly soaked through with her juices and I couldn't restrain
myself closing my eyes and taking several deep, satisfying breaths.

 

I moved ever closer to her core with excruciating slowness,
reveling in her scent. I could tell she
was breathless from my unrestrained appreciation of her. She was quivering ever so slightly under my
lips. I looked up, meeting her
eyes. Bravely, she was still taking in
everything I did to her. I leered up at
her and then blew hard on the soaked fabric between her legs.

 

I pulled back quickly knowing her reaction. Her eyes and thighs snapped shut and a
strangled cry escaped her lips. I let
her shake silently for a moment, knowing full well I had brought her to the
edge, but hadn't pushed her over.

 

I laughed quietly, "I can't see your eyes, luv." Her eyes
met mine as I moved to her other side and made my way up the outside of that
leg, a groan escaping her lips at the slow pace I set.

 

When I reached her foot, I massaged it first before
lavishing it with the same attention as the first. This time she only tensed for several
moments, but did not pull away. She
seemed to actually be enjoying herself.

 

I finished with her foot and made my way slowly up the
inside of her leg, taking extra time when I got to her thigh. I reached my hands up under her to cup her
ass firmly, squeezing them in my hands.
I had every intention of staying down there for a while.

 

I played with the edge of her bottoms, pulling them upwards,
tracing under the edge with my tongue. I
alternated sides as well as teasing her inner thighs. Her hands were tangled in her long hair and
she had to force herself to lift her head to look down at me.

 

She finally gave up as the tremors I was causing swept
through her, her head falling back. I
moved back and forth between her inner thighs, blowing lightly on the wet
fabric each time I changed sides.

 

Finally feeling she was ready I paused for just a second,
making sure my hands firmly grasped the undersides of her knees. I'm going to make her scream my name. I blew hard on the now thoroughly soaked
fabric between her legs. That pushed her
over the edge.

 

A smile y liy lips, I kept blowing as she threw her head and
arched her back off the bed. She came
hard, her body convulsing around me as she screamed,
"SSSSSSSSSSSSSPPPPPPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKKKEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

 

I stopped blowing as her body finally crashed back to the
bed, resting my cheek at the apex of her hip and torso, an absolutely adoring
smile on my face. I watched her with
open adoration as she tried to regain control of her breathing. Her eyes had gone completely black with
dilation. I waited until she caught her
breath before climbing up her body, nestling myself between her still-twitching
legs, and catching her lips in a scorching kiss she returned with fervent
ardor.

 

I pulled back for a moment to gaze into still-glazed
eyes. "Damn. I am GOOD!"

 

I laughed as her mouth fell open at the comment.

 

"Ego much?" she admonished as I rolled us onto our
sides.

 

I brought my lips up to her ear and whispered huskily,
"Your turn…"

 

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