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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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Adult ++
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19
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8,792
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107
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Chapter 7
Thanks for the new reviews! My nervousness is going away, and it makes me write more...
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Chapter 7
Grinning, Buffy led William into her room. As he past the doorway, he took her hands and pulled her to him while shuttihe dhe door with his foot. As he began kissing her ear he asked, “So what are you thinking, Sum Summers?”
“I think... too many clothes.” She began unbuttoning her shirt while attacking his neck with kisses spiked with bites. She forced him against the door, her busy hands now working on his belt.
This was a side of her he hadn’t seen yet. She normally let him be the pursuer. was was happy to pass those reins to her and see just how far she would take it. Buffy stoock ack after working his shirt off his shoulders and after successfully unbuckling his belt, smirked as she slowly pulled it free. She folded it in one hand and playfully began smacking her other with it. “You need to take those pants off now.”
“Oh do I?” He grinned back and began to follow her command. He was liking this more and more.
She could see the muscles in his body flex as he followed orders. He had such a beautiful body, and it gave her a thrill to think about touching him, feeling him next to her. She was glad that he was moving quickly. He seemed to far away. She took the two steps necessary to reach him and looked him in the eyes while she allowed her hands to slowly run up his belly to his chest. She closed her eyes to better focus on the sensation of touching him.
God, this was heaven, he thought. This beautiful girl wanting him was more than he deserved. Bollocks! He did deserve her, and moreover he wasn’t going to waste any more time worrying about what was right or correct. “Buffy,” he breathed, “I need to feel you.”
And with that he picked her up around the waist and began kissing her. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. He turned slightly and held her back against the wall, removing one hand from her back to begin undressing her as best as he could. She reached down and pulled her shirt over her head, tossed it to the floor and wrapped her arms back around his neck. Frantically, he tried to pull her pants off but in their current position it was near impossible. Giggling, she slid down and stood.
“Wait. Last time it was all about me. Please let me do something for you. Let me know if I am doing it right.”
And with that remark, she got down on her knees in front of him and took him by her hand. He closed his eyes and leaned his head against the wall. “Buffy, you don’t have to do th- agh.” She took him into her mouth, slowly working her tongue around the tip, and pulling him deeper into her mouth. “Oh god, yes you do.”
He felt a tiny rumbling as she giggled. She reached up with both hands and gently dragged her nails down the curly hairs of his thighs as she continued her attentions on him. One hand reached up and began the same attack on his scrotum causing him to grip her hair and moan, “oh, sweetheart, don’t stop.”
She began to pump him fast into her mouth, pausing on occasion to focus only on the tip with a circular motion. She suchim him into her mouth hard, then let him slide back out with loose, wet lips. He knew he was nearing release, but wasn’t sure if she was ready for that. He gently pulled her away from him, reached down and picked her up into his arms, cradled her to his chest and walked her to the bed. She looked confused and shy for a moment, but he leaned over and kissed her. “Pet, I don’t know where you learned to do that, but I don’t care. But I’m not some schoolboy that won’t take his time satisfying my lover.”
And with that he began to take her remaining clothes from her body, lay next to her and began to run his hands the length of her body. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are? You’re so soft and lovely.”
He circled her plump breasts with the backs of his hands, and leaned down to kiss them with an almost reverence. She laid her head back on her pillow and closed her eyes, a small smile paying on her lips. He looked at her golden hair about her face on the pillow. “My angel. My golden angel.”
He touched the soft skin of her belly, placed a kiss there, and ran a hand down her strong, lean thigh. He moved so that he was laying between her legs, and she opened her eyes to find him looking into her face with such a sweet smile. She smiled back and then closed her eyes and ran her fingers through his hair.
He kissed the soft, plump skin of her inner thigh and nuzzled her soft curls. He stroked her opening with the tip of his fingers delighted by the wetness he could see building. With the barest of touches, his tongue licked her eliciting a moan that encouraged him to be more bold. With his thumb he began to make gentle circle on her clit causing her to jump a bit at the sensation. He chuckled into her thigh.
He went back to her more forcefully now, opening her up to him. He began rubbing her with his tongue roughly, and hearing the mewling noises she was making began to use a finger as well. When he pulled back slightly to watch her face, she had a slight frown thinking he was leaving her, but then her face changed from a frown to passion when she felt the second finger enter her, finding a rough patch deep inside. He began stroking it with earnest and knew he was giving her something special when he felt her pulling on his hair. He leaned back and softly blew on her causing her to give out a little scream. He replaced his thumb with his mouth, suckling gently on her clitoris, his fingers never leaving their task.
She began to make small jerks, then cried out with the pleasure he was giving her. When she lay still on the bed, he felt her tugging on his ears to come to her. He was met with kisses and soft hands holding his face. He felt her tears and stopped, took her face in his hands and asked, “are you alright, love?”
Buffy smiled back and said, “that was incredible. But what about you?”
“Believe me when I tell you that I enjoyed it. But we aren’t done yet. I’ll show you why older men are better lovers, sweetheart.”
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TBC, once my mother-in-law leaves!
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Chapter 7
Grinning, Buffy led William into her room. As he past the doorway, he took her hands and pulled her to him while shuttihe dhe door with his foot. As he began kissing her ear he asked, “So what are you thinking, Sum Summers?”
“I think... too many clothes.” She began unbuttoning her shirt while attacking his neck with kisses spiked with bites. She forced him against the door, her busy hands now working on his belt.
This was a side of her he hadn’t seen yet. She normally let him be the pursuer. was was happy to pass those reins to her and see just how far she would take it. Buffy stoock ack after working his shirt off his shoulders and after successfully unbuckling his belt, smirked as she slowly pulled it free. She folded it in one hand and playfully began smacking her other with it. “You need to take those pants off now.”
“Oh do I?” He grinned back and began to follow her command. He was liking this more and more.
She could see the muscles in his body flex as he followed orders. He had such a beautiful body, and it gave her a thrill to think about touching him, feeling him next to her. She was glad that he was moving quickly. He seemed to far away. She took the two steps necessary to reach him and looked him in the eyes while she allowed her hands to slowly run up his belly to his chest. She closed her eyes to better focus on the sensation of touching him.
God, this was heaven, he thought. This beautiful girl wanting him was more than he deserved. Bollocks! He did deserve her, and moreover he wasn’t going to waste any more time worrying about what was right or correct. “Buffy,” he breathed, “I need to feel you.”
And with that he picked her up around the waist and began kissing her. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. He turned slightly and held her back against the wall, removing one hand from her back to begin undressing her as best as he could. She reached down and pulled her shirt over her head, tossed it to the floor and wrapped her arms back around his neck. Frantically, he tried to pull her pants off but in their current position it was near impossible. Giggling, she slid down and stood.
“Wait. Last time it was all about me. Please let me do something for you. Let me know if I am doing it right.”
And with that remark, she got down on her knees in front of him and took him by her hand. He closed his eyes and leaned his head against the wall. “Buffy, you don’t have to do th- agh.” She took him into her mouth, slowly working her tongue around the tip, and pulling him deeper into her mouth. “Oh god, yes you do.”
He felt a tiny rumbling as she giggled. She reached up with both hands and gently dragged her nails down the curly hairs of his thighs as she continued her attentions on him. One hand reached up and began the same attack on his scrotum causing him to grip her hair and moan, “oh, sweetheart, don’t stop.”
She began to pump him fast into her mouth, pausing on occasion to focus only on the tip with a circular motion. She suchim him into her mouth hard, then let him slide back out with loose, wet lips. He knew he was nearing release, but wasn’t sure if she was ready for that. He gently pulled her away from him, reached down and picked her up into his arms, cradled her to his chest and walked her to the bed. She looked confused and shy for a moment, but he leaned over and kissed her. “Pet, I don’t know where you learned to do that, but I don’t care. But I’m not some schoolboy that won’t take his time satisfying my lover.”
And with that he began to take her remaining clothes from her body, lay next to her and began to run his hands the length of her body. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are? You’re so soft and lovely.”
He circled her plump breasts with the backs of his hands, and leaned down to kiss them with an almost reverence. She laid her head back on her pillow and closed her eyes, a small smile paying on her lips. He looked at her golden hair about her face on the pillow. “My angel. My golden angel.”
He touched the soft skin of her belly, placed a kiss there, and ran a hand down her strong, lean thigh. He moved so that he was laying between her legs, and she opened her eyes to find him looking into her face with such a sweet smile. She smiled back and then closed her eyes and ran her fingers through his hair.
He kissed the soft, plump skin of her inner thigh and nuzzled her soft curls. He stroked her opening with the tip of his fingers delighted by the wetness he could see building. With the barest of touches, his tongue licked her eliciting a moan that encouraged him to be more bold. With his thumb he began to make gentle circle on her clit causing her to jump a bit at the sensation. He chuckled into her thigh.
He went back to her more forcefully now, opening her up to him. He began rubbing her with his tongue roughly, and hearing the mewling noises she was making began to use a finger as well. When he pulled back slightly to watch her face, she had a slight frown thinking he was leaving her, but then her face changed from a frown to passion when she felt the second finger enter her, finding a rough patch deep inside. He began stroking it with earnest and knew he was giving her something special when he felt her pulling on his hair. He leaned back and softly blew on her causing her to give out a little scream. He replaced his thumb with his mouth, suckling gently on her clitoris, his fingers never leaving their task.
She began to make small jerks, then cried out with the pleasure he was giving her. When she lay still on the bed, he felt her tugging on his ears to come to her. He was met with kisses and soft hands holding his face. He felt her tears and stopped, took her face in his hands and asked, “are you alright, love?”
Buffy smiled back and said, “that was incredible. But what about you?”
“Believe me when I tell you that I enjoyed it. But we aren’t done yet. I’ll show you why older men are better lovers, sweetheart.”
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TBC, once my mother-in-law leaves!