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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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Chapter 8
I just couldn't leave it at that.... Thanks for all the response. I really appreciate you guys!
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Chapter 8
William pulled Buffy up and brought her to his lap. He laced one hand through her hair and brought her close for a passionate kiss. When he felt her arms go around his shoulders, he picked her legs up and draped her over his lap. She could feel that he had been waiting for her. She shifted herself so that he was barely making contact with her, but could feel how wet she was. He slid his hands under her hips and pulled her close. Her head dropped to his shoulder when she felt him enter her, stretching her again. She felt a little sore, but was immediately filled with a need to do something. He showed her what to do.
His hands pressured her hips to move forwards and back, driving him in and out of her. He took her breast into his mouth and began to suck on it, pulling away on occasion to give the other nips with his blunt teeth. He moved sooo slowly.
“I need... Move... Oh, William...” He could sense her frustration, but there was no way that he was going to hurry. He wanted this to go on as long as possible. “Love, I’m just getting started.”
He started to drive deeply into her, but would pull out maddeningly slow, and almost withdrew completely. She rocked her hips faster, trying to keep him inside.
After a few minutes of this, she thought her skin would walk right off her body. Made bold by her desire, she pushed him onto his back and moved to be more comfortable on top of him. Buffy put her hands on his chest and began moving herself up and down on his cock, driving down hard with each fall.
He closed his eyes in ecstasy at the vision of her arching back, her glorious hair cascading down her back, and her full, round breasts bouncing. He took her hands in his, and she used them as a support to drive more fully onto him.
Her breath was coming in short gasps, but he was becoming lonely for the feel of her body against his. He stilled her movements by pulling on her hands, drawing her down on top of him again. He captured her lips with his, and rubbed his tongue against hers. She began moving over him, desperate for contact. His hands went to her sides and gently pushed her off and onto the mattress onto her stomach.
Sitting up, William looked at her back and began kissing her from nape to her waist. Bumps rose on her flesh when she felt his soft hair tickling her skin. He knelt between her legs, forcing them apart further with his hands. He softly rubbed her labia with a finger, slowly spreading her apart, and then replaced his fingers with his tongue. She lifted her hips into the air to grant him better access, soft moans indicating her approval of this new course of action.
When he could sense her breath speeding up he sat up and slowly inserted himself into her, covering her vulnerable back with his torso. With gentle kisses to her nape, he whispered, “do you know how to pleasure yourself lying this way?” Without speaking, her hands left the pillow she had been clutching and found their way under her to massage her clitoris while he drove into her, keeping her rhythm.
“William, I’m coming. Oh, god. Please - come. I want to feel you come inside me.” He moaned into her hair, felt her buttocks clench tight with the force of her orgasm and her muffled yelp into her pillow. He needed no further encouragement and let himself slip into release, driving in as deeply as he could, the final thrust held, feeling her clench tight around him. He lay against her for a moment to catch his breath, then shifted to his back, pulling her onto his chest in his tight embrace. He peppered her face and hair with gentle kisses. “Love, do you know how amazing you are? You make me feel like I could go all night, and never be done with the wanting of you.”
“You were pretty great yourself. Okay - I’m not so good with the post-sex talk. That just means we’ll just have to keep at it so I can learn, right?” He could feel her smile against his neck.
“I’m a bit spent right now, pet, but give a man a moment to catch his wind and I’m sure we can give it another go in a bit.”
“Again? Oh my god, I don’t think I can go again for at least a week. I feel like I could sleep for a hundred years. Or eat for about two hours.” William laughed with her at that last one.
“Should we chance the wrath of Old Ireland down there and catch a bite? I’m feeling a bit peckish myself.”
“Um, let’s put something on first. You go ahead, and I’ll meet you downstairs in a bit. Make it seem less obvious.”
William rose to put his clothes on and looked over his shoulder as he zipped up his pants, “if you’re not down there in five, I’m coming after you.” He grinned and left, buttoning his shirt before he walked through the doorway.
She took a moment to stretch out on her bed enjoying the lingering warmth from where their bodies lay together. “Please, please let this work.”
With that little prayer, she set about her room picking up her discarded things and dressed. After almost five minutes exactly she walked into the kitchen to find William voraciously attacking a plate of cheese, vegetables and crackers. “Better hurry or I’ll have eaten every last bite. For some reason I’m starving,” he grinn
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They both fell into eating and easy laughter at little nervous jokes they each made. Every time someone reached for food, they would casually touch each other on the wrist or the hand. They would reach out and brush hair from each other’s eyes, kiss the other’s hand eager to continue to contact they hadn’t had for the past few weeks.
Buffy glanced at the clock, saw how late it was becoming, and realized that James would be up in a few hours to start his day. “Oh, I have to get some sleep. Tomorrow is the fair, and I promised James we’d be the first there, and the last to leave.” She was loathe to go, but knew she had to get sleep to get through her busy day.
William leaned over and kissed her, took her by the hand and walked with her back to her rooms. “If I come back in there, I wont leave. It’s probably best for now that we stay in our own rooms. Kiss me good night, and promise that you’ll save another for me when you come back from the fair.”
She leaned her body into his and kissed him thoroughly and deeply, to the point where he broke apart and laughed. “Weren’t you the one concerned about the time? Go rest, love, and I’ll see you tomorrow.”
She stood in the door and watched him walk down the hall until he turned the corner and was gone. Smiling to herself, she shut the door and walked back to bed. Just as she was beginning to drift into sleep, she realized that the tray they had just been eating from was what Cook had been making as she told Buffy the rules regarding “her boys.” *She definitely knows what goes on in her house, doesn’t she?* She slipped into a deep sleep, still smiling.
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Chapter 8
William pulled Buffy up and brought her to his lap. He laced one hand through her hair and brought her close for a passionate kiss. When he felt her arms go around his shoulders, he picked her legs up and draped her over his lap. She could feel that he had been waiting for her. She shifted herself so that he was barely making contact with her, but could feel how wet she was. He slid his hands under her hips and pulled her close. Her head dropped to his shoulder when she felt him enter her, stretching her again. She felt a little sore, but was immediately filled with a need to do something. He showed her what to do.
His hands pressured her hips to move forwards and back, driving him in and out of her. He took her breast into his mouth and began to suck on it, pulling away on occasion to give the other nips with his blunt teeth. He moved sooo slowly.
“I need... Move... Oh, William...” He could sense her frustration, but there was no way that he was going to hurry. He wanted this to go on as long as possible. “Love, I’m just getting started.”
He started to drive deeply into her, but would pull out maddeningly slow, and almost withdrew completely. She rocked her hips faster, trying to keep him inside.
After a few minutes of this, she thought her skin would walk right off her body. Made bold by her desire, she pushed him onto his back and moved to be more comfortable on top of him. Buffy put her hands on his chest and began moving herself up and down on his cock, driving down hard with each fall.
He closed his eyes in ecstasy at the vision of her arching back, her glorious hair cascading down her back, and her full, round breasts bouncing. He took her hands in his, and she used them as a support to drive more fully onto him.
Her breath was coming in short gasps, but he was becoming lonely for the feel of her body against his. He stilled her movements by pulling on her hands, drawing her down on top of him again. He captured her lips with his, and rubbed his tongue against hers. She began moving over him, desperate for contact. His hands went to her sides and gently pushed her off and onto the mattress onto her stomach.
Sitting up, William looked at her back and began kissing her from nape to her waist. Bumps rose on her flesh when she felt his soft hair tickling her skin. He knelt between her legs, forcing them apart further with his hands. He softly rubbed her labia with a finger, slowly spreading her apart, and then replaced his fingers with his tongue. She lifted her hips into the air to grant him better access, soft moans indicating her approval of this new course of action.
When he could sense her breath speeding up he sat up and slowly inserted himself into her, covering her vulnerable back with his torso. With gentle kisses to her nape, he whispered, “do you know how to pleasure yourself lying this way?” Without speaking, her hands left the pillow she had been clutching and found their way under her to massage her clitoris while he drove into her, keeping her rhythm.
“William, I’m coming. Oh, god. Please - come. I want to feel you come inside me.” He moaned into her hair, felt her buttocks clench tight with the force of her orgasm and her muffled yelp into her pillow. He needed no further encouragement and let himself slip into release, driving in as deeply as he could, the final thrust held, feeling her clench tight around him. He lay against her for a moment to catch his breath, then shifted to his back, pulling her onto his chest in his tight embrace. He peppered her face and hair with gentle kisses. “Love, do you know how amazing you are? You make me feel like I could go all night, and never be done with the wanting of you.”
“You were pretty great yourself. Okay - I’m not so good with the post-sex talk. That just means we’ll just have to keep at it so I can learn, right?” He could feel her smile against his neck.
“I’m a bit spent right now, pet, but give a man a moment to catch his wind and I’m sure we can give it another go in a bit.”
“Again? Oh my god, I don’t think I can go again for at least a week. I feel like I could sleep for a hundred years. Or eat for about two hours.” William laughed with her at that last one.
“Should we chance the wrath of Old Ireland down there and catch a bite? I’m feeling a bit peckish myself.”
“Um, let’s put something on first. You go ahead, and I’ll meet you downstairs in a bit. Make it seem less obvious.”
William rose to put his clothes on and looked over his shoulder as he zipped up his pants, “if you’re not down there in five, I’m coming after you.” He grinned and left, buttoning his shirt before he walked through the doorway.
She took a moment to stretch out on her bed enjoying the lingering warmth from where their bodies lay together. “Please, please let this work.”
With that little prayer, she set about her room picking up her discarded things and dressed. After almost five minutes exactly she walked into the kitchen to find William voraciously attacking a plate of cheese, vegetables and crackers. “Better hurry or I’ll have eaten every last bite. For some reason I’m starving,” he grinn
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They both fell into eating and easy laughter at little nervous jokes they each made. Every time someone reached for food, they would casually touch each other on the wrist or the hand. They would reach out and brush hair from each other’s eyes, kiss the other’s hand eager to continue to contact they hadn’t had for the past few weeks.
Buffy glanced at the clock, saw how late it was becoming, and realized that James would be up in a few hours to start his day. “Oh, I have to get some sleep. Tomorrow is the fair, and I promised James we’d be the first there, and the last to leave.” She was loathe to go, but knew she had to get sleep to get through her busy day.
William leaned over and kissed her, took her by the hand and walked with her back to her rooms. “If I come back in there, I wont leave. It’s probably best for now that we stay in our own rooms. Kiss me good night, and promise that you’ll save another for me when you come back from the fair.”
She leaned her body into his and kissed him thoroughly and deeply, to the point where he broke apart and laughed. “Weren’t you the one concerned about the time? Go rest, love, and I’ll see you tomorrow.”
She stood in the door and watched him walk down the hall until he turned the corner and was gone. Smiling to herself, she shut the door and walked back to bed. Just as she was beginning to drift into sleep, she realized that the tray they had just been eating from was what Cook had been making as she told Buffy the rules regarding “her boys.” *She definitely knows what goes on in her house, doesn’t she?* She slipped into a deep sleep, still smiling.