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BtVS Crossovers › BtVS/Smallville
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,372
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Chloe Sullivan & Smallville are the property of someone yet to be determined in a caught of law. Buffy Summers & all associated characters are the property of Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
Better than a cup of coffee
Title: Better than a cup of coffee
Author: Starbug
Rating: NC-17/FR21 (explicit FF, PWP)
Pairings: Buffy Summers/Chloe Sullivan
Disclaimer: Chloe Sullivan & Smallville are the property of someone yet to be determined in a caught of law. Buffy Summers & all associated characters are the property of Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. This story may not be sold or distributed on a profit-making basis, and may not be achieved without the writers express permission.
Summary: Buffy discovers a great way to wake up her lover that doesn’t involve a strong cup of coffee...
Dedication: I dedicate this story to anyone twisted and perverted enough to enjoy it.
Starbug’s note: set after season seven of Buffy, and during season five of Smallville, so all relevant spoiler warnings apply.
Better than a cup of coffee
Buffy felt Chloe shift slightly as she woke from a deep sleep. She smiled to herself: her lover was always a little ‘frisky’ when she first woke up. She tightened her grip, keeping her arms tightly round the other woman, then slowly planted gentle kisses up and down her neck, waking her fully.
“Stop it: you know what that does to me.” Chloe purred.
“I know full well what it does to you Miss Sullivan; that’s why I do it.” Buffy smiled. Chloe shifted, trying to find a way to free her arms, but Buffy held her tight, “No, I’m not letting you go until I’m done.”
Chloe tilted her head, exposing more of her neck to Buffy’s kisses, “You know, this is the sort of thing I miss when you’re out of town.”
“Needs must when the devil drives.” Buffy nibbled at her ear.
“With great power comes great responsibility, and all that.” Chloe mewed as Buffy reached her collarbone, “You sound just like Clark...”
Buffy moved one of her hands down lower, making Chloe gasp, “Comparing me to the man you were in lust with for so long isn’t as flattering as you might think.” Her hand probed Chloe’s wet slit, then slowly traced its way up to her clit. She made slow circles, never touching the nerve bundle.
Chloe shifted again, still trying to get free, but Buffy’s grip was the perfect balance of softness and security, impossible to break. Chloe tried to move her hips so that Buffy would brush against her, but the other woman responded by slipping back to her clit and taking it between finger and thumb, and stared vibrating her hand at high speed.
“Oh Fuck!” Chloe saw stars as an intense orgasm flashed through her, her entire body going tense, then limp in Buffy’s arms.
“You like?”
“I like a lot!”
“Good.” Buffy increased the speed, sending Chloe into a near continuous series of orgasm, until they combined into one long continuous one that had Chloe screaming out her name. She took her to the point of unconsciousness, then stopped, “As much fun as it would be to continue this, you have to be in class in half an hour: you know how your lectures gets when you're late.”
“You’re a cruel mistress Buffy Summers.” Chloe frowned, still flushed.
“True; and you love me for it.” Buffy planted one last kiss on her lover’s neck.
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They made their way across campus, arms around each other. They had just reached the lecture hall when they opened and Clark stepped out.
“You’re late.” He commented, smelling the scent of sex on the pair of them, “I’m glad that your relationship hasn’t affected your dedication.”
Chloe looked at him, and then turning, kissed Buffy deeply. The Slayer responded by grabbing her by the back of her head and holding her close. Clark looked like he was about to say something, but instead turned and walked off down the corridor.
“And you called me cruel!” Buffy broke away from Chloe in time to see him disappear around the first corner, “You know we’re probably going to owe the gym a new punching bag after this?”
“It is true that once upon a time I thought that I might have feelings for Mr Kent,” Chloe shook her head, “but he made it quite clear that he never had any truly romantic feelings for me.”
“Well I for one am glad he didn’t reciprocate your feelings.” Buffy leaned forwards to kiss Chloe, but the young reporter held up her hand to stop her.
“Like you said, I have to be in class, and you have to get to work if we’re going to pay the bills.”
“And here was me hoping to have my wicked way with you in the janitor’s closet.” Buffy looked slightly upset, “Is this your way of getting back at me for earlier?”
“Buffy my love, I’ve only just begun.” Chloe grinned, heading through the half-open doors, “Wait until tonight…”
The End
Author: Starbug
Rating: NC-17/FR21 (explicit FF, PWP)
Pairings: Buffy Summers/Chloe Sullivan
Disclaimer: Chloe Sullivan & Smallville are the property of someone yet to be determined in a caught of law. Buffy Summers & all associated characters are the property of Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. This story may not be sold or distributed on a profit-making basis, and may not be achieved without the writers express permission.
Summary: Buffy discovers a great way to wake up her lover that doesn’t involve a strong cup of coffee...
Dedication: I dedicate this story to anyone twisted and perverted enough to enjoy it.
Starbug’s note: set after season seven of Buffy, and during season five of Smallville, so all relevant spoiler warnings apply.
Buffy felt Chloe shift slightly as she woke from a deep sleep. She smiled to herself: her lover was always a little ‘frisky’ when she first woke up. She tightened her grip, keeping her arms tightly round the other woman, then slowly planted gentle kisses up and down her neck, waking her fully.
“Stop it: you know what that does to me.” Chloe purred.
“I know full well what it does to you Miss Sullivan; that’s why I do it.” Buffy smiled. Chloe shifted, trying to find a way to free her arms, but Buffy held her tight, “No, I’m not letting you go until I’m done.”
Chloe tilted her head, exposing more of her neck to Buffy’s kisses, “You know, this is the sort of thing I miss when you’re out of town.”
“Needs must when the devil drives.” Buffy nibbled at her ear.
“With great power comes great responsibility, and all that.” Chloe mewed as Buffy reached her collarbone, “You sound just like Clark...”
Buffy moved one of her hands down lower, making Chloe gasp, “Comparing me to the man you were in lust with for so long isn’t as flattering as you might think.” Her hand probed Chloe’s wet slit, then slowly traced its way up to her clit. She made slow circles, never touching the nerve bundle.
Chloe shifted again, still trying to get free, but Buffy’s grip was the perfect balance of softness and security, impossible to break. Chloe tried to move her hips so that Buffy would brush against her, but the other woman responded by slipping back to her clit and taking it between finger and thumb, and stared vibrating her hand at high speed.
“Oh Fuck!” Chloe saw stars as an intense orgasm flashed through her, her entire body going tense, then limp in Buffy’s arms.
“You like?”
“I like a lot!”
“Good.” Buffy increased the speed, sending Chloe into a near continuous series of orgasm, until they combined into one long continuous one that had Chloe screaming out her name. She took her to the point of unconsciousness, then stopped, “As much fun as it would be to continue this, you have to be in class in half an hour: you know how your lectures gets when you're late.”
“You’re a cruel mistress Buffy Summers.” Chloe frowned, still flushed.
“True; and you love me for it.” Buffy planted one last kiss on her lover’s neck.
They made their way across campus, arms around each other. They had just reached the lecture hall when they opened and Clark stepped out.
“You’re late.” He commented, smelling the scent of sex on the pair of them, “I’m glad that your relationship hasn’t affected your dedication.”
Chloe looked at him, and then turning, kissed Buffy deeply. The Slayer responded by grabbing her by the back of her head and holding her close. Clark looked like he was about to say something, but instead turned and walked off down the corridor.
“And you called me cruel!” Buffy broke away from Chloe in time to see him disappear around the first corner, “You know we’re probably going to owe the gym a new punching bag after this?”
“It is true that once upon a time I thought that I might have feelings for Mr Kent,” Chloe shook her head, “but he made it quite clear that he never had any truly romantic feelings for me.”
“Well I for one am glad he didn’t reciprocate your feelings.” Buffy leaned forwards to kiss Chloe, but the young reporter held up her hand to stop her.
“Like you said, I have to be in class, and you have to get to work if we’re going to pay the bills.”
“And here was me hoping to have my wicked way with you in the janitor’s closet.” Buffy looked slightly upset, “Is this your way of getting back at me for earlier?”
“Buffy my love, I’ve only just begun.” Chloe grinned, heading through the half-open doors, “Wait until tonight…”