Undoing the Laces
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
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2,954
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17
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Fire and Ice
Chapter 4- Fire and Ice
Ooo, you’re givin’ me the fever tonight
I don’t wanna give in
I’d be playin’ with fire
You forget, I’ve seen you work before
Take `em straight to the top
Leave `em cryin’ for more
I’ve seen you burn `em before
Movin’ in for the kill tonight
You got every advantage when they put out the lights
It’s not so pretty when it fades away
Cause it’s just an illusion in this passion play
I’ve seen you burn `em before
So you think you got it all figured out
You’re an expert in the field, without a doubt
But I know your methods inside and out
And I won’t be takin’ in by fire and ice
You come on like a flame
Then you turn a cold shoulder
Fire and ice
I wanna give you my love
But you’ll just take a little piece of my heart
--Pat Benatar, “Fire and Ice”
William was about half way through unpacking by the time Buffy returned from her shower.
“What the hell are you doing?” Buffy exclaimed as she came through the door and saw William standing there holding a small journal.
“Nnn Noo Nothing” William stuttered, turning to face her. “I was just helping you unpack.”
“And reading my diary is helping me unpack?” Buffy asked icily.
“What? I wasn’t reading your diary. I just grabbed this out of the box. It was the next thing. You walked in right after I picked it up. I swear I didn’t read anything.” William defended himself.
“Go ahead and read it William. You already know how much you fucked me up; you might as well read the humiliating recollection.” Buffy dropped her towel and started to pull on some clean clothes.
“I wouldn’t read your private thoughts, Buffy and if you think that I would, I think I should leave now.” William said indignantly, laying down the journal on her desk.
“Fine, leave. I’m done with you anything. For now.” Buffy said coldly.
ne wne with me, eh? Is that right? And here I thought you might want to beat me up again!” William yelled as a hurt look moved across his face and he walked to the door. “I love you, Buffy” he said softly before opening the door and leaving.
Buffy waited until she heard the outer apartment door open and close and then she sat down on her bed and cried.
Willow stood by the door of her bedroom with a shocked look on her face. She had heard Buffy and William’s heated excha She She didn’t know what the heck was going on but she recognized pain when she saw it and these two were both in a lot of pain. She wanted to help but didn’t feel comfortable butting in on her new room mate’s love life. She had to talk to Tara. Tara would know what to do.
Willow left the apartment with a mission.
Later that evening Anya and Cordelia invited Buffy to go to a local popular college club, The Bronze. Buffy hadn’t heard from William since he left that morning. She was still in doubt on whether he was reading her diary so she decided to teach him a lesson and go out and have a good time with the girls. She dressed in her sleaziest outfit, a tight short leather skirt and skimpy barely there top along with a pair of strappy high heels.
William had somehow let Riley and Parker convince him to come to The Bronze with them. He figured a good drink was what he needed. He didn’t know what to do about Buffy. He was tired of thinking about it so he went along, hoping to get his mind on other things.
William walked into the club and told the other two guys he’d go get the drinks. Riley and Parker made their way to one of the pool tables and started to rack up a new game as William ordered a round of drinks and brought them over. Midway through the game, Parker blurted out, “Jesus Christ. Isn’t that your girl, William?” as he motioned over to the dance floor where some sultry beat was playing.
William’s eyes bugged out as he took in Buffy’s ensemble. She was practically screaming, “FUCK ME”. Her dance moves were erotic and sexy as she slithered across the dance floor. He felt his jaw start to twitch and face heat up as she put on a show for everyone in the place.
In a daze, he didn’t realize that Parker had left the pool table and made his way out to the dance floor.
“May I?” he said, moving up close to Buffy.
Buffy looked up at William’s roommate, Parker and sm a d a dazzling wide smile.
“You may” she replied and allowed him to press himself up against her and begin to grind elf elf to her and the beat.
William watched his room mate and his girl rub against each other and saw red. His grip increased on the pool stick he was holding until with a loud snap, it broke in two.
“Damn, Will!” Riley exclaimed.
Meanwhile Buffy continued her erotic simulation of sex with Parker, finally turning to press her front up against his front.
“Parker, did I ever thank you for allowing me into your home and being nice to me?” Buffy said breathily.
“Uhhh…no” Parker said, trying to remember exactly when he was really “nice” to her.
“Don’t you wish I would?” Buffy said and then gave him a little push away and left the dance floor, making her way through the crowd and out the back door.
William let go of the two pieces of wood he held and they crashed to the floor as he left Riley and followed Buffy outside. He found her in the back alley, walking towards the parking lot.
“Buffy.” He called out.
Buffy turned and found herself face to face with William. She hadn’t realized he was there.
“William. What are you doing here?” she asked.
“Well, apparently watching you behave like a slut” William drawled.
“I was just dancing, William!” Buffy tried to sound offended.
“Dancing? More like making it with him.” William retaliated.
“Jealous much?” Buffy inquired.
“Well, given your track record…” William trailed off.
Buffy’s eyes flashed fire and she stalked over to him, pushing him roughly up against the brick building.
“You’re right. I AM a slut, William. Given my track record.” She mimicked him.
“Buffy…I’m so” William began to apologize.
“Don’t. If you tell me you’re sorry one more time, I’m going to scream.” Buffy threatened.
Suddenly she reached out and trailed a finger down his chest until her hand came to rest on his crotch. Against his will, it twitched to life under her knowing hands and she cupped him through the material of his jeans.
She smiled at him knowingly then looking around, walked them over to beside a dumpster and turned facing away from him, bracing her hands on the edge of the dumpster, slightly bending over. For the first time, William could see that she had no panties on.
“Fuck me, William” she beckoned.
“Buffy…don’t...” he protested.
Buffy wiggled her ass more giving him a tantalizing view of glistening wet pussy lips. Christ, he was just a man. She could sense him struggling with himself before finally his dick overruled his brain and he moved up behind her and unzipped himself, freeing his erect cock. Grasping her small hips in his hands, he placed himself at her opening and thrust home.
“Yesssss” Buffy hissed as he filled her up.
They rutted like animals for several minutes; him pushing in and her pushing back. Grunts of pleasure filled the alley as he rammed into her over and over. Buffy screamed out her orgasm as William groaned a final time, spilling himself deep inside her. He withdrew in disgust with himself and tucked himself back into his pants as Buffy smoothed her skirt back down.
“That’s my guy.” Buffy mocked him.
“Don’t…”William began.
Buffy rolled her eyes.
“I can’t do this anymore, Buffy.” William told her.
“Yeah, I’ve heard that all before.” Buffy replied.
“I mean it…I’m weak and stupid but…it’s killing me...Buffy…I have to go…” William took one last look at her and walked away, leaving her standing in the dingy, damp alley.
She couldn’t believe he actually walked away from her. Left her standing there. With a lump in her throat, she numbly made her way back to her apartment. She was greeted by Willow and someone else apparently making out on the couch.
“Oh sorry! I didn’t know anyone would be home so soon.” Willow blushed as she straightened her clothing, standing up from the couch.
To Buffy’s immense surprise, the other figure slowly stood up too to reveal another woman.
“Uhh…I told you I was gay, right?” Willow squeaked.
“Umm. No. But, I think I just figured that out.” Buffy laughed lightly.
“Buffy, this is my girlfriend, Tara. Tara meet Buffy, our new roommate.” Willow introduced her lover.
“Nice to meet BuffBuffy.” Tara smiled warmly.
“You too. Well, I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone. Good night.” Buffy went into her room.
“So, that’s her?” Tara looked at Willow.
“Yeah. Did you see what she was wearing?” Willow as
“Yeah but that’s not what struck me the most. It was the sadness in her eyes. I felt a lot of pain radiating off her.” Tara concluded.
“Wait until you meet William. Oh, Tara, you should have seen him. He looked like a lost puppy dog that just got kicked. I can’t believe a little girl like her could beat up a strong guy like that.” Willow pondered.
“You’d be amazed. I’ve seen all kinds of things in my line of work.” Tara responded.
Tara was a doctoral candidate after having already completed her undergraduate and graduate studies in psychology. She was currently employed as a therapist on campus for the health clinic. Her and Willow had been in a long term relationship since almost the beginning of Willow’s freshman year.
The two women settled back on to the couch to cuddle. “I just wish everyone could be as happy as us” Willow sighed.
“We are very lucky, Willow. I count my blessings every day that I found you. I love you.” Tara whispered softly. “I can help Buffy but she needs to want my help first. It can’t be forced, Willow. Let’s just give it some time. Perhaps we could speak to William in a very subtle, non-threatening way of course.” Tara said.
The two women drifted off to sleep as the held onto each other.
William stood in the shower furiously scrubbing his body until it was red and raw. He was trying to wash the filth away. But he couldn’t. He couldn’t wash away the slime and shame and disgusting dirty filthy boy that he was. He sank to his knees and did the only thing he hadn’t tried before.
He prayed.
Continued in Chapter 5
Ooo, you’re givin’ me the fever tonight
I don’t wanna give in
I’d be playin’ with fire
You forget, I’ve seen you work before
Take `em straight to the top
Leave `em cryin’ for more
I’ve seen you burn `em before
Movin’ in for the kill tonight
You got every advantage when they put out the lights
It’s not so pretty when it fades away
Cause it’s just an illusion in this passion play
I’ve seen you burn `em before
So you think you got it all figured out
You’re an expert in the field, without a doubt
But I know your methods inside and out
And I won’t be takin’ in by fire and ice
You come on like a flame
Then you turn a cold shoulder
Fire and ice
I wanna give you my love
But you’ll just take a little piece of my heart
--Pat Benatar, “Fire and Ice”
William was about half way through unpacking by the time Buffy returned from her shower.
“What the hell are you doing?” Buffy exclaimed as she came through the door and saw William standing there holding a small journal.
“Nnn Noo Nothing” William stuttered, turning to face her. “I was just helping you unpack.”
“And reading my diary is helping me unpack?” Buffy asked icily.
“What? I wasn’t reading your diary. I just grabbed this out of the box. It was the next thing. You walked in right after I picked it up. I swear I didn’t read anything.” William defended himself.
“Go ahead and read it William. You already know how much you fucked me up; you might as well read the humiliating recollection.” Buffy dropped her towel and started to pull on some clean clothes.
“I wouldn’t read your private thoughts, Buffy and if you think that I would, I think I should leave now.” William said indignantly, laying down the journal on her desk.
“Fine, leave. I’m done with you anything. For now.” Buffy said coldly.
ne wne with me, eh? Is that right? And here I thought you might want to beat me up again!” William yelled as a hurt look moved across his face and he walked to the door. “I love you, Buffy” he said softly before opening the door and leaving.
Buffy waited until she heard the outer apartment door open and close and then she sat down on her bed and cried.
Willow stood by the door of her bedroom with a shocked look on her face. She had heard Buffy and William’s heated excha She She didn’t know what the heck was going on but she recognized pain when she saw it and these two were both in a lot of pain. She wanted to help but didn’t feel comfortable butting in on her new room mate’s love life. She had to talk to Tara. Tara would know what to do.
Willow left the apartment with a mission.
Later that evening Anya and Cordelia invited Buffy to go to a local popular college club, The Bronze. Buffy hadn’t heard from William since he left that morning. She was still in doubt on whether he was reading her diary so she decided to teach him a lesson and go out and have a good time with the girls. She dressed in her sleaziest outfit, a tight short leather skirt and skimpy barely there top along with a pair of strappy high heels.
William had somehow let Riley and Parker convince him to come to The Bronze with them. He figured a good drink was what he needed. He didn’t know what to do about Buffy. He was tired of thinking about it so he went along, hoping to get his mind on other things.
William walked into the club and told the other two guys he’d go get the drinks. Riley and Parker made their way to one of the pool tables and started to rack up a new game as William ordered a round of drinks and brought them over. Midway through the game, Parker blurted out, “Jesus Christ. Isn’t that your girl, William?” as he motioned over to the dance floor where some sultry beat was playing.
William’s eyes bugged out as he took in Buffy’s ensemble. She was practically screaming, “FUCK ME”. Her dance moves were erotic and sexy as she slithered across the dance floor. He felt his jaw start to twitch and face heat up as she put on a show for everyone in the place.
In a daze, he didn’t realize that Parker had left the pool table and made his way out to the dance floor.
“May I?” he said, moving up close to Buffy.
Buffy looked up at William’s roommate, Parker and sm a d a dazzling wide smile.
“You may” she replied and allowed him to press himself up against her and begin to grind elf elf to her and the beat.
William watched his room mate and his girl rub against each other and saw red. His grip increased on the pool stick he was holding until with a loud snap, it broke in two.
“Damn, Will!” Riley exclaimed.
Meanwhile Buffy continued her erotic simulation of sex with Parker, finally turning to press her front up against his front.
“Parker, did I ever thank you for allowing me into your home and being nice to me?” Buffy said breathily.
“Uhhh…no” Parker said, trying to remember exactly when he was really “nice” to her.
“Don’t you wish I would?” Buffy said and then gave him a little push away and left the dance floor, making her way through the crowd and out the back door.
William let go of the two pieces of wood he held and they crashed to the floor as he left Riley and followed Buffy outside. He found her in the back alley, walking towards the parking lot.
“Buffy.” He called out.
Buffy turned and found herself face to face with William. She hadn’t realized he was there.
“William. What are you doing here?” she asked.
“Well, apparently watching you behave like a slut” William drawled.
“I was just dancing, William!” Buffy tried to sound offended.
“Dancing? More like making it with him.” William retaliated.
“Jealous much?” Buffy inquired.
“Well, given your track record…” William trailed off.
Buffy’s eyes flashed fire and she stalked over to him, pushing him roughly up against the brick building.
“You’re right. I AM a slut, William. Given my track record.” She mimicked him.
“Buffy…I’m so” William began to apologize.
“Don’t. If you tell me you’re sorry one more time, I’m going to scream.” Buffy threatened.
Suddenly she reached out and trailed a finger down his chest until her hand came to rest on his crotch. Against his will, it twitched to life under her knowing hands and she cupped him through the material of his jeans.
She smiled at him knowingly then looking around, walked them over to beside a dumpster and turned facing away from him, bracing her hands on the edge of the dumpster, slightly bending over. For the first time, William could see that she had no panties on.
“Fuck me, William” she beckoned.
“Buffy…don’t...” he protested.
Buffy wiggled her ass more giving him a tantalizing view of glistening wet pussy lips. Christ, he was just a man. She could sense him struggling with himself before finally his dick overruled his brain and he moved up behind her and unzipped himself, freeing his erect cock. Grasping her small hips in his hands, he placed himself at her opening and thrust home.
“Yesssss” Buffy hissed as he filled her up.
They rutted like animals for several minutes; him pushing in and her pushing back. Grunts of pleasure filled the alley as he rammed into her over and over. Buffy screamed out her orgasm as William groaned a final time, spilling himself deep inside her. He withdrew in disgust with himself and tucked himself back into his pants as Buffy smoothed her skirt back down.
“That’s my guy.” Buffy mocked him.
“Don’t…”William began.
Buffy rolled her eyes.
“I can’t do this anymore, Buffy.” William told her.
“Yeah, I’ve heard that all before.” Buffy replied.
“I mean it…I’m weak and stupid but…it’s killing me...Buffy…I have to go…” William took one last look at her and walked away, leaving her standing in the dingy, damp alley.
She couldn’t believe he actually walked away from her. Left her standing there. With a lump in her throat, she numbly made her way back to her apartment. She was greeted by Willow and someone else apparently making out on the couch.
“Oh sorry! I didn’t know anyone would be home so soon.” Willow blushed as she straightened her clothing, standing up from the couch.
To Buffy’s immense surprise, the other figure slowly stood up too to reveal another woman.
“Uhh…I told you I was gay, right?” Willow squeaked.
“Umm. No. But, I think I just figured that out.” Buffy laughed lightly.
“Buffy, this is my girlfriend, Tara. Tara meet Buffy, our new roommate.” Willow introduced her lover.
“Nice to meet BuffBuffy.” Tara smiled warmly.
“You too. Well, I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone. Good night.” Buffy went into her room.
“So, that’s her?” Tara looked at Willow.
“Yeah. Did you see what she was wearing?” Willow as
“Yeah but that’s not what struck me the most. It was the sadness in her eyes. I felt a lot of pain radiating off her.” Tara concluded.
“Wait until you meet William. Oh, Tara, you should have seen him. He looked like a lost puppy dog that just got kicked. I can’t believe a little girl like her could beat up a strong guy like that.” Willow pondered.
“You’d be amazed. I’ve seen all kinds of things in my line of work.” Tara responded.
Tara was a doctoral candidate after having already completed her undergraduate and graduate studies in psychology. She was currently employed as a therapist on campus for the health clinic. Her and Willow had been in a long term relationship since almost the beginning of Willow’s freshman year.
The two women settled back on to the couch to cuddle. “I just wish everyone could be as happy as us” Willow sighed.
“We are very lucky, Willow. I count my blessings every day that I found you. I love you.” Tara whispered softly. “I can help Buffy but she needs to want my help first. It can’t be forced, Willow. Let’s just give it some time. Perhaps we could speak to William in a very subtle, non-threatening way of course.” Tara said.
The two women drifted off to sleep as the held onto each other.
William stood in the shower furiously scrubbing his body until it was red and raw. He was trying to wash the filth away. But he couldn’t. He couldn’t wash away the slime and shame and disgusting dirty filthy boy that he was. He sank to his knees and did the only thing he hadn’t tried before.
He prayed.
Continued in Chapter 5