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White Stallion-
AUTHORS : dru & Evil Willow (Go worship the goddess that is EW!)
SERIES: Beauty & the Beast
PAIRINGS : Cordelia/Spike
RATING : NC17 (highly smutty with plenty of delicious yums!)
WARNING: a little violence,
bloodplay and death- as well mild female/female & spike/female
DISCLAIMER : We do not own these
characters.
NOTE : Takes place after season
three of Buffy, but before season four.
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PRINCE
CHARMING : 1 WHITE STALLION
Good. No
begging. I get what I want. She gets what *she* wants. It's a win, win
situation.
"Nobody
dies and nobody gets staked through the heart."
And I
said that out loud, didn't I?
Okay- whatever.
She invited me in and now, all I have to do... is slip in.
I
smile. "Sounds like a deal to me," I agree, stepping back.
"So... what are you waiting for?"
"Nothing
that I can think of, Cor," I tell her as I step into the apartment.
"Not bad for a pauper."
Pity-
this girl should be dressed in diamonds.
Not
bad? Well... I guess considering I have no money, it's not bad, but I'm really
sick of the cockroaches. Stupid superintendent swore he fumigated last weekend
while I was away, but I don't think so. Ugh. There's one of the creatures now.
I grab a nearby book and throw it, and of course I miss. "You were
saying?" I ask with a smile.
I
don't want to think or talk about how I'm now the poor little rich girl,
though. I don't want to think at all, because then, I'll come to my senses and
call Buffy for a vamp extermination.
Anyway...
"Bedroom's back here," I say, turning and walking down the short
hallway. It's Strange how I don't feel self-conscious about walking around
naked in front of Spike. I guess it's not *that* strange, though, considering
what we've been doing... Okay, Cordy. Stop thinking, NOW.
Okay-
stupid vamp.
It amazes
me that I can almost as stupid as Peaches sometimes. I almost lost her.
So, using
vamp speed, I walk up right behind her and spin her into my arms.
Her skin
feels so good against my own. We're both naked and her hair is still wet and I
wrap my hands in it as I pull her to my mouth. I slip my other hand down her
back and her gorgeous skin is so soft... I crush her to me. Just wrap your legs
around me, Luv. Show me what you've got.
Oh
yeah. Now there's the way to stop thinking. He is *such* a good kisser. And
that's really important; guys that can't kiss are *such* a turn off. Of course
it's not fair to bash my previous boyfriends, they were high school and college
guys, and Spike's a couple hundred years old. But still. They were horrible. In
every imaginable way. All selfish and demanding and ... I can't believe I put
up with any of them.
Spike,
though... much more giving than I would've thought. And I really like how he's
taking control. I *hate* being the one to do everything. I mean, I'm the girl,
aren't I supposed to be romanced or something? I don't know... maybe I've just
read too many cheesy romance novels or something. Or maybe I grew up in the
wrong century.
Have I
mentioned how sweet she smells, yet? Because she does.
In the
pool- the chlorine was too much- but here... it's magnificent.
"You
smell so good," I whisper in her ear as I take some time to press her up
against a wall and worship her neck like a neck like this should be worshipped.
I lick
the skin- swallowing the chlorine and sweat that has gathered there. I place
open mouth kisses all over her and can resist scraping my teeth against the artery
that is pounding in my ears. I latch onto that skin there and thrust against
her slit as I start sucking- as if I could suck the beauty right out of her
skin.
"Ohgod..."
If he keeps that up I'm going to start wondering what it would feel like if he
*did*-- NO. If I learned nothing else in Sunnydale, I *did* learn that fangs
are bad. ALWAYS bad. No exceptions.
I run
my hands up his chest, and around his neck, and wrap my legs around his hips.
And shit, he's thrusting against me, his cock rubbing that spot that makes me
see stars. I slide my fingers through his hair, playing with the short curls.
You know, most guys couldn't pull of the eighties punk look two decades later.
But with Spike? It *so* works.
I can't
help a moan. I guess I'm a firm believer in... well... sex, shagging, rutting,
fucking, making love- whatever label you put on it? I'm all for it.
And
unlike most assholes (human and demon alike), I actually think women should
*like* doing it and I want them to like doing it with me. Angelus was not
nearly as modern in his thinking and he really didn't care what a woman got out
of it, as long as he got to come. Don't get me wrong, I like coming- but if
there's a choice between willing and raping- I've never been one for rape.
And it's
times likes *these*, when I've got some gorgeous woman's legs wrapped around my
waist and she's bucking against me furiously trying to get me to slide inside
her, that I'm glad I adopted that philosophy long ago. Because I wouldn't have
known what I was missing.
I slip my
hand down between us and grab my cock. "Wanna be inside you now, Pet. Have
I earned that invitation?" I ask as I rub myself against her dripping
cunny. She's gonna feel *so* good, especially since I can feel her squeezing
those muscles already, just like we practiced.
I
look at him. "I didn't invite you up here for a cup of tea." And I
think that was a good response. Not too desperate, but very much to the point.
"Wouldn't
say no to some honey," I tell her as I lick the hickey on her neck. How
long has it been since I left someone with a hickey instead of a scar?
Then, I
thrust inside her, aiming for the wall behind her.
"FUCK!"
I scream, as he enters me. Shit, he's big... but it feels so good.
I
squeeze his cock and OH MY GOD! I'm not sure if that was him, or me who
whimpered but I don't care. I grind my hips against him, trying to get him to
just *move*.
Shiiiiit-
I've never actually mentally *groaned* before- there's a first for everything.
She is
tighter than I thought she'd be, but she feels amazing. I love being a vampire.
Along with added strength and speed, we have better vision, hearing and
smelling. But we also *feel* more. I can feel each one of her muscles
stretching individually and independently of each other and her body. And I
feel her flex each one of those muscles around me- just. like. before. And it
felt amazing on my finger- but on my cock?
Shiiiiit-
is all I have to say.
I pull
out just a little- an inch or less- and then thrust back inside and she clamps
down on me.
Shiiiiit.
Okay- I
grab her ass and walk backwards into the bedroom- falling back on the bed once
I'm there.
She
splays her legs on either side of me, which is perfect. "Wanna try
something else?" I ask.
"What?"
I groan.
And
he's got to be kidding me. I don't think I can move, much less try something
*else* new.
Except
I *do* need to come, so on second thought... I continue grinding my hips
against him, as I latch my mouth onto his nipple, sucking on it. He groans and
squeezes my ass, and that's definitely good.
*This*
is good. And I don't care how it happens, I just want another amazing orgasm.
If I can have that, I'll make sure he's taken of too.
She seems
game and I couldn't get Dru to do this, because she wasn't that flexible (or
that able to concentrate).
"Sit
up, Pet," I tell her and she groans. "Trust me, it'll be worth it.
Try this one last thing and I'll pound you through the mattress into the
downstairs apartment."
I
can't help giggling at that. "Eighty year old Mr. Williams would have a
heart attack." Although that wouldn't be a bad thing since he's a dirty
old man who always pinches my ass when I walk by him.
But
fine... I sit up, and SHIT. What was that? I rotate my hips a little and--
"Fuck..." That's definitely a sensitive spot inside ... And I sure
didn't know *that* existed before tonight.
But
oh yeah. Spike was saying something about something new... And I hope he
doesn't mind how naive I am about these 'new' things... it's just that certain
guys - most guys - only care about the simple fuck. And unfortunately I've only
been with those guys.
"Right
then." I slip my hands under her thighs and lift her up- almost into a
split. (This was where Dru practically gouged my eyes out, but Cordelia doesn't
flinch. I'm beginning to like cheerleaders... just not blonde ones.)
"Same
idea as before- squeeze as tight as you can," I say. "And when I come
for the first time- then I'll show you that little spot inside that'll make
your head spin."
Gee...
when he puts it *that* way... What am I going to say. No???
I
spread my legs even wider apart, which surprises him I think. I've always been
flexible, though. The cheerleading squad didn't make me that way, it was why I
joined them. I had to put this skill to some use my parents would be proud of.
I
take a deep breath and then clamp my muscles down on his cock, harder than I
ever did on his finger. Ohhhhhhshit.
That's
it, Pet.
"Shit,
that feels *so* good, Cor. Keep squeezing," I tell her and I lift her off
my cock. I feel her passage clamp down on nothing as I inch out of her bit by
bit.
And
*then*, when her eyes tell me she's ready to kill me for leaving her, I push
back inside her clamped passage and stretch her again- against her muscles'
will, against her bodies will- and it's just this unbelievable pressure on me-
FUCK.
And
because it feels so fuckin' amazing, I make sure to angle my cock for her
g-spot, and then thrust against it.
"FUCKSPIKE!"
I scream when he pushes back inside me just as I wasn't expecting it. And shit,
he's going to pay for tha-- "OHGOD!" I yell when he hits that amazing
spot inside me again.
Okay,
there goes the trembling. And did I mention he was going to pay for that
earlier little trick? Well, he is. I squeeze him again, so hard it's a little
uncomfortable But this amazing feeling of being filled, so completely, is very
much worth it.
Okay-
shit.
Enough
already.
I'm
*going* to come.
I drop
her thighs and I'm sick of playing. I flip us over quickly and pull her legs
over my shoulders.
"Make
sure you scream, Luv," I whisper in her ear before I just let go. She can
handle it and I need to come.
I just
start thrusting in and out of her completely- feeling her stretch as I go. I
feel her leaking from each pore in her passage- paving the way for me, which is
nice. *Really* nice.
"Spiiiike..."
I moan. And damn... this is so much better than I ever thought it could be. He
pounds into me, and I lift my hips meeting his thrusts. I squeeze my inner
walls together as he enters me, adding more friction. And I don't care if it
makes it better for him, because it sure as hell makes it better for *me.*
I
whimper every time he brushes that *spot* inside me. Not that he's doing it
enough. Damn it... I think he's keeping me from coming... Jerk.
Okay.
He wants to come? I'm not as naive as he might think. I'm pretty sure I know
what to do to make him lose it.
I
wait until he's sucking on my throat. And I'm going to be wearing scarves for a
while, I imagine. Not that I mind a hickey, as opposed to the alternative. But
as he ducks his head down, I suck on one of my fingers for a second or two.
I've only done this once, and it was another time when I was desperate, but in
that case I was desperate to just get him off and throw him out. He wasn't just
bad at kissing, he was bad at everything beyond that.
I'm
not saying Spike's bad at ... this. But I am desperate to make him come so
he'll make *me* come. I move my hands down to his ass, squeezing it, and then
push my finger inside him. He gasps and as I said, I'm not *that* naive. If I
remember, the spot is right... there. I'm going on a hunch here, but he *is* a
vampire... so I dig my fingernail into it, at the same time I clamp my muscles
around his cock.
"CORRRRRRDEEEELLLLIAAA!!!!!!!"
Her name
rips from my throat as she digs her fingernail into my prostate and I'm gone.
I growl
and thrust harder, jerking inside her and before I even have control of myself
I notice the taste of warm blood, drenched with arousal.
"FUCKSPIKE!"
I shriek as I feel his fangs inside my throat. And shit, I'm coming *hard*. I
clutch his shoulders as I moan and thrash around.
Well-
*that* was unexpected.
And I
certainly didn't expect to vamp or tear into her throat either- it's just...
nails in my ass and such strength around my cock- it all spells vampire to me-
makes me know what I am and what I like- just in case I'd forgotten.
And she
*is* beautiful when she arches off the bed and comes so violently, I'm sure
she'll squeeze my dick off.
Oh my
god. I think that worked a little *too* well, because I made him forget... He
*did* forget, didn't he? "Spike, please stop," I say, tugging at his
hair.
Ohshit-
she's so delicious... and- tugging- tugging at my hair and pleads to stop.
Shit. Cordelia.
And it's
embarrassing really, the speed with which I roll off her and take my fangs with
me, sinking them back into my gums and absorbing the bumps back into my skin.
Shit. I
really don't like mixing the kill and the sex, unless it's with another
vampire. I've already explained this to myself tonight.
Her hand
is clutching her neck and- "Sorry," I say and why I'm apologizing
sincerely is beyond me- but we had a deal. And it has been incredible- and
should still be. But- "I didn't-" bloody hell.
I was
hoping to taste her- to clean us both out of her tonight, perhaps feel her
mouth around me- but now I'm just looking around, hoping there are no wooden
pointy objects that she'll lunge through my heart while I'm trying to dress
quickly.
"That
was... that was an 'oops', right?" I ask. I roll over and grab a tissue,
pressing it to my throat. It doesn't *feel* like it's bleeding massively. And
he did stop when I asked him to.
And
did he just apologize? I think I heard that.
Why
am I trying to rationalize what just happened, instead of looking for a stake?
I don't know. I just don't think that was a 'try to kill me' move. "Spike?
You didn't mean to... right?" I think I know, I just need to hear him say
it. And shit, I feel so empty without him inside me. NO. Concentrate on the
issue here...
Which
is... the vampire in my bed. The issue I've been ignoring. I just hope I don't
end up regretting that.
"If
I meant to- you'd be dead right now," I say. She nods because she's knows
it's the truth.
"It's
just- no one but Dru or Angelus ever... with the nails..." and how
terribly embarrassing for me. Poor William- taken back and having to admit that
there were only two other people who were allowed in like that.
"If
you want me to go-"
"If
I wanted that, you wouldn't need to ask that question," I reply slowly.
"You'd know it, and you'd also be in at least a little pain."
I say
'a little' because I'm not delusional. He's much stronger than me. But I
wouldn't go down without a fight, so I'd like to think I'd hurt him a little...
But apparently I'm not trying to test that theory at the moment.
And I
am *completely* ignoring his earlier Angelus reference. Definitely falls into
the realm of 'too much information.' Boy does it EVER.
I
pull the tissue away from my throat, wincing. "No, you can stay," I
decide. "But no more with the fangs, Blondie. And if this scars, I WILL
hunt you down," I promise. And I'm only half-joking. My looks are all I
have right now.
"Let
me- lemme see," I say. "I'm a good judge of it."
Okay.
Tonight there have been many things I can put under the category of 'Stupid.'
And I'm about to add another thing to that list.
I
turn to him and tilt my head, baring my throat. See? Stupid. But in my defense,
these nails can be put to other less pleasant uses for Spike and if he so much
as thinks about biting, he'll find out exactly what those uses are.
I look- I
didn't even hit anything major. I lean down quickly, cautiously, and lick it-
sealing them from further bleeding.
I did
*not* moan. I just... Okay, maybe just a little one.
"So...
is it okay?" I ask. And damn my breathy voice.
"Yeah-
it'll be gone in a couple days," I say and I'm a little upset about it. I
should have accidentally bit her a bit harder. Wouldn't mind there being some
proof of tonight.
"So
now what?"
"Well..."
I lie back down and pretend to think about it. "I don't know... I seem to
recall you saying something earlier about making my head spin?" Although
it just did, but he doesn't necessarily know that, nor does he *need* to, either.
"Yeah,
well… I jumped the gun on that earlier." I shrug and slip my finger inside
her. "I had planned on playing right here," I press against her
g-spot. "But instead, you played with mine."
I rub
that spot slowly and watch as she arches a bit, pushing her tits out for my
viewing pleasure. "You like that, Luv? Ever had a man give you the
pleasure you can get from it?"
"Ohgooooood,"
I whimper as I feel myself getting wetter again. I guess I'm over the being
bitten thing. "I've been dating high school boys -shit! - what do yo-you
think?" I pretty much moan, in answer his question
"Well...
you touched my spot, so I'll play with yours..." I say, adding more
pressure and a second finger.
"And
if you feel the urge to bite," I say with a smirk, "Don't hesitate."
Oh
fuck... Whatever he's doing to me, he'd better not stop. If he does, I just
might rethink the not staking him decision.
He
scratches a nail over that sensitive spot and I gasp, bucking up into his hand.
"Please..." I beg. I don't know what for, other than the obvious.
I
look down at him, lying there between my legs, and smirking at me. Shit, that's
annoying, but I guess unlike most guys I know, he *does* have every right to be
full of himself. He definitely knows how to make a girl "SPIIIIIKE!"
scream. And there's my clit, which also doesn't get a lot of attention from
men.
I smile
up at her. "Any of those boys ever eat you out, Luv? Did they stick their
tongues inside you and taste you?"
"Yeah,
sure."
Okay,
so the truth? I've never had a guy do oral sex on me for more than a few
seconds, just to get me horny. I have yet to meet a guy who enjoys it.
But
Spike doesn't need to know exactly what kind of losers I've been lowering
myself to. It's embarrassing, because I know I could've done better. But I
never *really* knew how little I know about sex, until now. Oh sure I always
knew how to make a guy come, but I haven't been with many that knew how or
cared about letting me come too. Until now. With a vampire. How weird is *my*
life?
"Yeah,
right," I say- not with the way she's quivering.
And the
way her face contorts when I just lap her clit a little bit. Yeah- just like
that, Luv. Moan just like that.
"They
missed out on the best part," I half mean to say, and half don't.
I just
can't believe that in all the times when someone's been between her legs- they
never tasted her like I intend to. Stupid bloody humans- no wonder we kill
'em?!
"Do
you want *me* to, Pet?" I ask as I lick up her cunny one more time.
"Want me inside you like this?" I rub my nose against her clit and
she gasps. "Feel my tongue inside you- my mouth in you, buried between
your gorgeous thighs?"
Shit- I'm
hard.
I always
did love a nice, juicy cunt. And when one is talking about eating women
(sexually, not vampiricly), warmth and heat are *always* on the top of the
list. I love my Dru, but she never tasted *alive* to me.
"Huh?"
I ask- actually assuming she can respond, which I'm not too sure about.
"You want that, Ducks?"
I
think 'duh' is the appropriate response... but then again sarcasm might not get
me what I want. "YESPLEASE!" I'm not above begging when it'll get me
what I want too.
"Yeah-
bet you do," I say. "How fast you wanna come? You wanna come
*NOW*?" I growl as I twist her clit hard while simultaneously digging a
nail into her g-spot.
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"
I scream, bucking up into his fingers, and thrashing around. Shit... Oh my GOD.
He's
gonna get a blowjob he'll never forget, later.
Oh yeah-
Pet.
Shiiiit
comes to mind.
She feels
wonderful around my fingers, hot and wet- slippery and slimey...
I dive in
as her orgasm rocks her body and I lap at the rush of fluids from her body- her
and me from earlier and a new rush of her... bloody delicious.
Her walls
contract around my tongue as I steel it up and shove it inside her to reach the
really delicious stuff.
"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhfuck!
Spike!" I scream as I feel his tongue inside me. Oh my god. That's
incredible.
No,
no guy has *ever* done *that* before.
I
spread my legs wide to give him more access and I feel his tongue push further
in. "OHSHIT!" I scream when I feel the tip of his tongue teasing that
spot inside me again. "PLEASE!" I moan, bucking up against him,
needing more. "Spikefucksogood..."
Yeah-
she's puddy in me hands. Don't meet many girls who *aren't*, one way or
another. They either end up limp little rag dolls as they fall dead to the
ground- or they end up like her.
Well,
that's not true- because I don't typically spend this much time with them. But
like I said, she's special.
I thrust
my tongue against that spot as I bury my face into her more. I feel her
grabbing my hair and pushing me toward her and *yes*, we're *both* happy I
don't have to breathe.
I use my
thumbs to pry her open and whoever *made* women... really did a good job-
because they are *damn* pretty to look at, and even better to taste.
And yes,
occasionally- I find my inner poet.
I smile.
I bet I know what else she would like. I twist and twirl my tongue inside her.
120 years of practice with your tongue (especially with sucking of various
kinds) gets you a strong, very flexible tongue. It was about 60 years ago that
I started being able to ripple my tongue in a wave effect. So I do that inside
her as I'm flooded by her fluids... her pleasure. And quite the pleasure it is.
OhMYGOD!!!
I can hardly catch my breath, and I'm shaking and whimpering and --
"ShiiiiiiiiitSpike PLEASE!"
I
look down at him, his face buried between my legs and damn, that's even more of
a turn-on. And his tongue... talented tongue... I grip his hair, pulling him
closer and whimper when he chuckles, the action sending vibrations through my
body.
I'm
not just trembling, I'm *shaking* and panting and I think I'm going to explode
if he doesn't make me come soon. "PleasepleasepleaseSpikepleaseplease,"
I start chanting. Because yes, I'm enjoying it, but I can't take much more.
Am I
feeling generous?
Haven't I
been all night so far?
So I'm
not really in the mood to put off *my* coming again. She's already come like
four times.
So- I
slip two fingers in with my tongue and let loose a loud, animalistic growl,
sending it right into her cunny into that one little spot.
"SPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKE!"
I scream, as my orgasm hits me, hard. Shit... I practically buck him off me,
but he grabs my thighs, holding me down as he keeps licking and tongue-fucking
me.
"OHHHHGODYESSSS!"
I scream when he pinches my clit, sending me into another, just as powerful
orgasm. I almost black out but I fight it, because I don't want to miss a second
of this. Feeling his tongue *and* fingers inside me, rubbing and licking and
sucking and I just keep coming and coming.
He's
*really* going to get a blowjob he'll never forget. As soon as I can persuade
my muscles to start working on demand.
I keep
lapping until she finally stops coming. That must have been three all in a row!
Damn, I'm
good!
Finally,
when she's stopped quaking and whimpering- I still my mouth and pull out of
her- leaving her stretched wide for my eyes. She'll be sore tomorrow, but I bet
it'll be worth it.
I'm just
that good.
I slide
up her delicious body and kiss her with our taste in my mouth. She hesitates a
minute and then starts sucking on my tongue with a fury and I let her.
I'm not
stupid.
Well-
most times, I'm not.
I pull away and look into her
eyes. "Never settle for anything less, Luv."
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