Love's Bitches
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Adult +
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11
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7
Here comes the smut -- Xan's side of it.
Title: Love's Bitches 7/?
Author: Rowaine (rowained@yahoo.com)
Pairing: Spike/Xander, eventually
See first part for disclaimer, warnings, etc ad nauseum
Gonna do this part all in Xan's view. Several people have mentioned that I have Xander-babble down pretty well, and this scene just screams for it *grin*
:: Decisions, decisions ::
Think, Xanman, think! How am I supposed to react to this?! Shit, only now admitting that he's attractive *to*me*, and now he's asking if he can jerk off while sitting on the bed beside me, watching porn? Holy fuck... Bound to be a better show than this crap though. I mean, come on! Even I could write better than this. Bet G-man would snort and call it 'drivel', or 'an utter travesty to the name of cinema'. Heh, channeling my inner Brit.
Oh, the Brit in me... gods, I *wish*! Wonder how bad he'd freak if I joined him? Hell, he did suggest it, after all. Slow breaths, act cool. So it's my first time jacking off with another guy, big deal. Oops! If we're gonna do this, better do it r. I . I know I've got some lube somewhere. Ah right, toiletries bag. Yeah, real smooth, Xan. Squeeze some out, hand the tube over, forget to unzip first. *moan*
Fine, just goes to prove that I'm just as clumsy with this guy thing as I am with girls. But the look on Spike's face... less amused, almost aroused? His eyes did that funky dilating thing, and he wasn't watching the TV. Shitshitshit, gonna cum before I touch myself if he doesn't stop *looking* at me like that!
And he's just petting himself through his jeans. I always wondered what a 'smoldering gaze' looked like, and here it is. Cus damn, feels like I'm burning up. If this is how I die, sign me up for the ride. He's licking his lips and nibbling the bottom one, like he's really hungry and I'm a buffet. And since when does that analogy turn me on even more, when talking about a *vampire*?
Ok, there goes his zipper. Fuck, he must've done some time as a stripper... so slow, letting each tooth click before loosening the next one. Running his other hand across his left nipple, pinching and twisting it. Wonder what he'd do if I did that to the other one? Don't wanna mess this up, but hell, if this is anything but an invitation, I'll eat Buffy's lasagna for a year.
Oh wow, vampires *purr*. And if that isn't the most sensual sound I've ever heard... gotta make him do it again. Mmm, forgot to trim my fingernails again, he seems to approve though. Scraping them down his chest gets a growly groan, almost as good as the rumble purr. Would he let me stroke him, or is that pushing my luck...
Shit, he must've seen the question, cus I don't think I asked it outloud. Pushing my hand down to his pants is sort of a clue though. Think now's the time to admit I've got zero experience at this? He can probably tell, but I don't hear any complaints or snark. His lips are moving like he's trying to say something, or trying *not* to.
"Xan, pet, oh fuckin hell yeh..."
Shivers of liquid heat roll down my spine when I hear him chanting my name, with those simple words of encouragement. Must be doing something right after all. Course if he likes that...
"Christ! Gods, do that again, pet, please..."
Oh yeah, I made him beg. Go me! Who'd have thought a belly button could be an erogenous zone? Fingers are making him beg, but I'll bet my tongue could make him scream. And Anya, where ever you are, thank you for the constant training in bedroom olympics.
Starting at his shoulder seems safe enough. Nothing too serious, no jumping into the main event. Just a lick here, a soft bite there. Avoid his neck, cus hey, vampire? The neck's bound to be some major hot kink. It can wait awhile, I wanna taste first. Mmm, sweet and salty, a strong masculine taste... and sunlight. Heh, that must be new. Down to his pecs, graze a nipple and breathe on it. And oh yeah, that gets a really loud moan. Bet he's the type to get off on piercings too. Hmm, ask later.
His hands are clenched in the sheets, like he's trying desperately not to grab me or something. I'd almost like some direction, but gotta appreciate him letting me explore. Oh look, there's an inny nearby, and hey, a new sound too! What's the name for a cross between growl, purr, groan, moan and wail? Doesn't matter what it's called, wanna make him do that again and often.
What's that on my chin? Oh right... almost forgot I'd undone his pants. *ulp* Well, it's all part of the package deal. No need to be scared, Xanman, you've got one too. Just remember how you helped Anya get so good at blow jobs, and try different things till he makes *that* sound again.
Damn, feels like all the alcohol's rushing to my head, but I know I'm mostly sober now. Guess he just turns me on that much. Huh. I've got a vampire's cock in my mouth, tonguing the slit and chewing on the foreskin (and isn't that something new to play with, kiddies?). And y'know, I could happily keep this up for days. Those beautiful blue eyes are mostly closed now, just slits showing through his lashes. And he's panting. I made the big bad pant! He tastes so damned good though, not like girl juices at all, but not really like *cough* mine either. Ok, so I've tasted my own cum -- most guys do that at some point. Whatever. His pre-cum is more sweet, less bitter, and I'd love to mix that in my hot chocolate. Oh! Chocolate syrup-covered Spike!! *moan*
Hey, that moan must've felt incredible, cus now he's pushing into my mouth. And each time he shoves in, I groan a little around his dick, which makes him push again. Gotta love behavior cycles. Not gonna stop this one either. Wanna taste him when he creams, and I want him to watch that. Yeah yeah, it's a kink. Shut up.
From the way his hips are moving, he must have some awesome restraint. I'd be gagging someone by now. So I guess I'm happy that he's holding back... but not. Enter the danger zone, young Jedi. Right, what feels better than great? Play with his balls a little, which he likes but doesn't send him over the edge. Umm... wonder if I can find that spot that Anya loved to torture me with...
"Bloody fuckin hell!!"
Heh, yep. Got it in one. And look at me, folks. I've got my finger up Spike's ass, and he loves it. If I can just find that little spot... HA! From the squealing scream (won't hold that over his head -- I made the same sound when my prostate was first discovered), I'd guess I did good. Oh yeah, gentle pulses against it for less than a minute, and he starts cumming in my mouth. Alot! Mmm, could get used to this. And my humming sets off another load. Wow...
"Pet," he's panting and gasping, barely able to make out words. " 'S'incredible. C'mere."
He drags me up and holds me to his chest, my head tucked under his chin. And yeah, I was right about his strength feeling so good, safe. Petting my hair and stroking my back, and I've never felt this... cherished. Gods. Don't think I can let this be just a one night drunken game. Hope he... fuck, dunno what I hope. And I'm still hard and leaking. But don't wanna move to take care of it either. That would require me twisting out of his arms. Uh huh, no way man.
Maybe, if I rub up against his hip, it'll fix the problem...
(A/N: Let it be known that this section is *not* meant to be a tease. Spike's POV will be next, and I hope to have it done in a couple hours or so. Flame not, lest ye be flambe`ed.)
Title: Love's Bitches 7/?
Author: Rowaine (rowained@yahoo.com)
Pairing: Spike/Xander, eventually
See first part for disclaimer, warnings, etc ad nauseum
Gonna do this part all in Xan's view. Several people have mentioned that I have Xander-babble down pretty well, and this scene just screams for it *grin*
:: Decisions, decisions ::
Think, Xanman, think! How am I supposed to react to this?! Shit, only now admitting that he's attractive *to*me*, and now he's asking if he can jerk off while sitting on the bed beside me, watching porn? Holy fuck... Bound to be a better show than this crap though. I mean, come on! Even I could write better than this. Bet G-man would snort and call it 'drivel', or 'an utter travesty to the name of cinema'. Heh, channeling my inner Brit.
Oh, the Brit in me... gods, I *wish*! Wonder how bad he'd freak if I joined him? Hell, he did suggest it, after all. Slow breaths, act cool. So it's my first time jacking off with another guy, big deal. Oops! If we're gonna do this, better do it r. I . I know I've got some lube somewhere. Ah right, toiletries bag. Yeah, real smooth, Xan. Squeeze some out, hand the tube over, forget to unzip first. *moan*
Fine, just goes to prove that I'm just as clumsy with this guy thing as I am with girls. But the look on Spike's face... less amused, almost aroused? His eyes did that funky dilating thing, and he wasn't watching the TV. Shitshitshit, gonna cum before I touch myself if he doesn't stop *looking* at me like that!
And he's just petting himself through his jeans. I always wondered what a 'smoldering gaze' looked like, and here it is. Cus damn, feels like I'm burning up. If this is how I die, sign me up for the ride. He's licking his lips and nibbling the bottom one, like he's really hungry and I'm a buffet. And since when does that analogy turn me on even more, when talking about a *vampire*?
Ok, there goes his zipper. Fuck, he must've done some time as a stripper... so slow, letting each tooth click before loosening the next one. Running his other hand across his left nipple, pinching and twisting it. Wonder what he'd do if I did that to the other one? Don't wanna mess this up, but hell, if this is anything but an invitation, I'll eat Buffy's lasagna for a year.
Oh wow, vampires *purr*. And if that isn't the most sensual sound I've ever heard... gotta make him do it again. Mmm, forgot to trim my fingernails again, he seems to approve though. Scraping them down his chest gets a growly groan, almost as good as the rumble purr. Would he let me stroke him, or is that pushing my luck...
Shit, he must've seen the question, cus I don't think I asked it outloud. Pushing my hand down to his pants is sort of a clue though. Think now's the time to admit I've got zero experience at this? He can probably tell, but I don't hear any complaints or snark. His lips are moving like he's trying to say something, or trying *not* to.
"Xan, pet, oh fuckin hell yeh..."
Shivers of liquid heat roll down my spine when I hear him chanting my name, with those simple words of encouragement. Must be doing something right after all. Course if he likes that...
"Christ! Gods, do that again, pet, please..."
Oh yeah, I made him beg. Go me! Who'd have thought a belly button could be an erogenous zone? Fingers are making him beg, but I'll bet my tongue could make him scream. And Anya, where ever you are, thank you for the constant training in bedroom olympics.
Starting at his shoulder seems safe enough. Nothing too serious, no jumping into the main event. Just a lick here, a soft bite there. Avoid his neck, cus hey, vampire? The neck's bound to be some major hot kink. It can wait awhile, I wanna taste first. Mmm, sweet and salty, a strong masculine taste... and sunlight. Heh, that must be new. Down to his pecs, graze a nipple and breathe on it. And oh yeah, that gets a really loud moan. Bet he's the type to get off on piercings too. Hmm, ask later.
His hands are clenched in the sheets, like he's trying desperately not to grab me or something. I'd almost like some direction, but gotta appreciate him letting me explore. Oh look, there's an inny nearby, and hey, a new sound too! What's the name for a cross between growl, purr, groan, moan and wail? Doesn't matter what it's called, wanna make him do that again and often.
What's that on my chin? Oh right... almost forgot I'd undone his pants. *ulp* Well, it's all part of the package deal. No need to be scared, Xanman, you've got one too. Just remember how you helped Anya get so good at blow jobs, and try different things till he makes *that* sound again.
Damn, feels like all the alcohol's rushing to my head, but I know I'm mostly sober now. Guess he just turns me on that much. Huh. I've got a vampire's cock in my mouth, tonguing the slit and chewing on the foreskin (and isn't that something new to play with, kiddies?). And y'know, I could happily keep this up for days. Those beautiful blue eyes are mostly closed now, just slits showing through his lashes. And he's panting. I made the big bad pant! He tastes so damned good though, not like girl juices at all, but not really like *cough* mine either. Ok, so I've tasted my own cum -- most guys do that at some point. Whatever. His pre-cum is more sweet, less bitter, and I'd love to mix that in my hot chocolate. Oh! Chocolate syrup-covered Spike!! *moan*
Hey, that moan must've felt incredible, cus now he's pushing into my mouth. And each time he shoves in, I groan a little around his dick, which makes him push again. Gotta love behavior cycles. Not gonna stop this one either. Wanna taste him when he creams, and I want him to watch that. Yeah yeah, it's a kink. Shut up.
From the way his hips are moving, he must have some awesome restraint. I'd be gagging someone by now. So I guess I'm happy that he's holding back... but not. Enter the danger zone, young Jedi. Right, what feels better than great? Play with his balls a little, which he likes but doesn't send him over the edge. Umm... wonder if I can find that spot that Anya loved to torture me with...
"Bloody fuckin hell!!"
Heh, yep. Got it in one. And look at me, folks. I've got my finger up Spike's ass, and he loves it. If I can just find that little spot... HA! From the squealing scream (won't hold that over his head -- I made the same sound when my prostate was first discovered), I'd guess I did good. Oh yeah, gentle pulses against it for less than a minute, and he starts cumming in my mouth. Alot! Mmm, could get used to this. And my humming sets off another load. Wow...
"Pet," he's panting and gasping, barely able to make out words. " 'S'incredible. C'mere."
He drags me up and holds me to his chest, my head tucked under his chin. And yeah, I was right about his strength feeling so good, safe. Petting my hair and stroking my back, and I've never felt this... cherished. Gods. Don't think I can let this be just a one night drunken game. Hope he... fuck, dunno what I hope. And I'm still hard and leaking. But don't wanna move to take care of it either. That would require me twisting out of his arms. Uh huh, no way man.
Maybe, if I rub up against his hip, it'll fix the problem...
(A/N: Let it be known that this section is *not* meant to be a tease. Spike's POV will be next, and I hope to have it done in a couple hours or so. Flame not, lest ye be flambe`ed.)