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White Stallions-
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 : 2 WHITE STALLIONS
Yeah,
like I'll find *another* century-old very sexually talented vampire to fuck.
Nice dream, though.
I did
have a plan for how to reward him, though. I shove him onto his back, and
faster than he can say "What the hell?" (To be exact he got 'What
th--' out) I've sucked his cock into my mouth.
"CORDELIA!"
I scream.
Now
*this* is what I'm talkin' about.
He's
large-- not that I can't manage. I've had a lot - probably too much -
experience at this. I slide my lips up and down his cock, as far as I can go,
using my hand to stroke up and down the rest of his length.
Not
that I can't deep-throat, but it's been a while. I have to work up to it.
I
start humming and he moans. That's right, Spike. I'm not the naive little
virgin about *every*thing when it comes to sex.
I moan
purposefully because I want her to know I like what she's doing. I've always
been of that mind. I like to hear how she likes what *I* do, and I like to
reciprocate.
I wrap my
hands in those beautiful locks. She's got gorgeous hair. It's still soaked with
water and sweat from the sex... her skin glistens from the sweat. She'll need
another dip in the pool. Now *there's* a thought...
"MmmsogoodCordelia,"
I moan as she starts playin' with my knackers.
I
squeeze and roll his balls in one hand, as I slip further and further down his
cock. I use my tongue, as much as possible, swirling it around him, tonguing
the slit. All the things I *know* guys like.
He
slides his hands into my hair and I roll my eyes. Great. A hair puller. That's
supposed to be encouraging? Oh wait. He's not pulling. That's a relief and
it'll get him a much better, longer blowjob.
I
glance up at him and it's obvious he likes what he sees. Okay. Watch this. I
take a deep breath and then let him slide down my throat, swallowing around
him. I can't hold it for long, but it's long enough to make him yell.
I
can't hold it for long, but hopefully it'll be long enough to make him yell.
Her hair
is so silky- very sexy too. I wrap my hands in it and she actually rolls her
eyes. But then seems quite content when I start massage her scalp and lower
neck.
And then-
"FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!" I scream and I honestly don't
mean to right away- but... I explode into her mouth, down her throat and I
really hope she doesn't choke to death with the unexpected cum in her mouth.
That
was a surprise. A pleasant one, though. I'm glad I'm *that* good.
I
pull back just enough so I don't choke. I swallow what I can, and then pull
away. I watch him as he rides out his orgasm. I was right, he pretty much *is*
sex. Everything about him screams it. Maybe that's why he's so good at it. I
don't think so, though. It's obvious he's had a lot of practice. As crazy as
Drusilla was, she was very lucky to have him around for a century.
Good. I'm
lucid enough to see her *not* reaching for a stake before my eyes rolls up and
I scream and growl and shake and do other embarrassing things that are okay as
long as you're having an orgasm.
Once I
have control of my senses, I open my eyes and look at her. "That was amazing,
Pet. Sorry I couldn't give you more notice."
I
just shrug as I crawl up his body. "No big. I've had *that* happen a few
h-- a few times." Okay, that's right. Just a few. No need to broadcast
what a slut I used to be. Even if he is an evil vampire, I have my reputation.
I
kiss him as I lie on top of him. He's *such* a good kisser. Among other things.
And did I mention it was nice that he doesn't have body heat? Well, it is,
because it's STILL hot and I wouldn't want to be near another sweating, warm
human body right now.
Wow...
she lays on top of me and it's the first time tonight that I'm able to tune
into my own vampire alarm clock and realize we've got about two hours until
dawn.
We went
all night. Bet that's a first for her as well.
I just
like havin' her on top of me like this. Wonder if she wants more or if she's
just a cuddler after incredible sex.
This
is nice. I can almost forget he's evil and I'm supposed to be *not* evil. And
that I should be staking him or restraining him or calling Buffy...
I
*will* forget it for now, though. Because he just gave me the most incredible
night... ever, basically. And he's not all *that* bad. Oh, god. I just thought
a demon wasn't all that bad.
But
he *isn't*.
And I
can feel him getting hard against my thigh. Okay, vampire stamina is *much*
more impressive than human stamina. I slide over a little and wrap my hand
around his cock, stroking it lightly. "Again?" I ask. I am a little
tired, but I wouldn't refuse him. He can definitely be pretty damn persuasive,
I've learned that much tonight.
"Nice
and slow, Luv," I say as I place my hand over hers. "We'll go nice
and slow so you can feel me stretching every little muscle inside you."
I
think my body's trying to tell me that I'm not all that tired after all,
because I can feel myself getting wet, again. Just in response to what he said.
Shit, he really *is* good.
"I
think I could deal with that," I say.
I kiss
her softly as we stroke my cock- making it harder than it was. Her fingers fit
perfectly around me, like they were made to be around my cock. Yes, I've been
told that I'm a tad bit egotistical when it comes to my sexual prowess. But
really, when women spend one night with you and call you god in the morning- it
tends to boost your confidence.
"I
want you to ride me- take me inside you how you like."
I
brace my hands on his shoulders and raise my hips. I squeeze my inner walls
together as I start to take him inside me again, slowly. I'm a little sore from
earlier, so even if he *didn't* want to take this slow, he wouldn't have a
choice in the matter.
I
tighten my muscles around him, as I continue to take him in, so slowly I *can*
feel him stretching every single centimeter of my passage. He growls and grabs
my hips but I pull back before he can pull me completely onto him. He whimpers
as his cock slides from me completely, and I just smile. He's not the *only*
one who knows how to tease.
Hey now-
*that* was not nice.
Well-- it
*was* rather nice... rather extraordinary... but then it was not.
"Don't
*make* me toss you on your ass, Luv. 'Cause I will," I growl. And then I
add, "And you'd like it too."
I
just raise my eyebrows at him. "You said slow... so we're going
slow," I reply, sticking my tongue out. I take his cock in my hand and
guide it back to my entrance, sliding just the head inside me. I stay like that
for a little while, contracting my muscles around it, over and over, moaning at
the way it feels.
Shiiiiiiiiiiit.
Okay- so
fine. It feels effin' amazing.
But she
has to understand that I *rarely*, *rarely* let women on top of me, and
*rarely* do I let them have this much control. And when I say *rarely*, I mean
Darla (because I had no choice), and Dru (because I love her), and *one* other
woman. In over a hundred years, I've let exactly *three* women tease me like
this. Now four.
I growl
some more, but she doesn't show signs of relenting. So fine- because it feels
so bloody amazing (and *only* because it feels so bloody amazing)- I'll find
some *other* way to occupy myself.
She's
using my shoulders for purchase, which is fine with "Shiiiiiiiit" me.
I slide
my hands down from her sweat-covered hips, to where she's *not* slamming onto
my cock. So- I slip two fingers inside along with the head of my cock when she
comes down on me again.
"AAAHHHGOD,"
I moan. Damn, how does he kn-- "FUCK!" And how does he know where
that spot iiiiiiiiiiiiiiss?
I
lower myself further, still as slowly as before, whimpering as he scissors his
fingers and stretches me wider. I clamp my passage down around his finger and
the part of his cock that's inside me and damn that feels good.
I
move my knees further apart and relax my passage as I pull back, whimpering at
the loss. I take him back inside, about halfway, and gasp as he starts rubbing the
tip of one of his fingers over that spot inside me again. "More," I
beg. I have no clue what I'm asking him for but I bet he'll come up with
something.
"More,
what, Luv?" I ask as innocently as a maim-er and murderer can be.
"Spike
pleeeeeeeease," I beg, moving my hands to his nipples, pinching them and
rolling them between my fingers. He just gives me this 'I don't know what
you're asking me for' look.
Fine,
if he won't give me what I want I'll try to find it myself. I take him in
deeper, moaning when he scissors his fingers again. Shit, each time I think
he's stretched me as wide as I can go, I find out I'm wrong. And I know I'm
going to be *so* sore in the morning but I don't care. This is *so* worth it.
I grin
evilly and yank my fingers out of her.
"Noooooooo"
I pout. Jerk. I start to withdraw, letting him slide slowly from my passage,
squeezing him as I do.
"Stop
your whinin' and put that mouth to better use," I tell her as I place my
fingers in front of her mouth. They are literally *dripping* with us.
I
wrinkle my nose at him but suck on his fingers, using my tongue and teeth like
I did - or would have - on his cock. The head of his cock is still inside me,
and I contract my muscles around it, squeezing harder and harder. Maybe I can
make myself come like before? I hope. Because I really want to.
And I
don't get why guys think it's such a turn on, having a girl taste herself. I
don't mind it... especially mixed with the taste of him. Yeah for a change his
cum didn't make me want to puke.
Oh yeah-
that glorious tongue- suction on my fingers, and those beautiful lips of hers
below sucking my cock in. It's a wonderful thing. A bloody *wonderful* thing.
"Don't
we taste delicious?" I ask, not that I really care what she thinks about it,
as long as she keeps suckin' on my fingers. It's times like these that I wish I
had another cock. One for her to suck on and one for her to fuck on... hmmm.
Wonder if there's a spell...
"Bet
ya wanna come now, huh?"
"Don't
you?" I reply, taking him all the way in... slowly as before... centimeter
by centimeter, squeezing as I do. And then I pull away fast, letting his cock
and fingers slide completely from me. I stay there, straddling his thighs,
hoping I've made it quite clear. He comes when I do.
Oh- so
we're gonna play *that* game, huh?
Well,
Spikey doesn't play *that* game.
I grab
her hips and lift her off me, placing her on the bed next to me, before
starting on my cock. Not as nice as her, but I can squeeze myself in all the
right ways- not like I've never tossed off before. Wonder what she'll do *now*.
Oh
fine. Pout. I don't play the ego-boost game to that extent. Like I've never
gotten myself off with my own fingers?
I
lean back against the headboard and slide three fingers inside me, using the
fingers of my other hand to pinch my clit.
Nice
view, although I *was* hoping for a little more of a reaction.
"Bet
ya can't find your sweet spot, Pet. Not the way *I* could hit it. *Every*
*time*."
I
just ignore him, which is more effective than glaring at him. That would let
him know he was right. And I'm a little pissed that he is. How'd he know I was
trying and failing to find it?
I
shudder when I *do* find it, but it's not the same. My fingers aren't as strong
as his... or something. It doesn't feel the way it did with him. Damn him for
being so good at making me scream. I'm ruined for all human men, I'm sure.
I slow my
movements on my cock and just stare deeply into her eyes and watch her face.
She finds it a couple times, but I'm sure it's just not the same.
"I
know *just* how to press- how to dig my nail in just the slightest bit... how
to press my tongue just so, that it'll have you comin' for hours."
Fuck.
Did I just whimper?
I
look over at him and his grin is my answer. Fine then. I give up.
"Please."
I shrug.
"I don't much feel like it," I say, which is a *lie* if I *ever*
heard one!
I stare
at her for another minute, at how much she's panting. She's close- but just
can't get herself there.
"I
often wonder if I could ever make a girl come, just by lookin' at her," I
ponder out loud. I did it once with Dru- but she doesn't really count, because
thinkin' about dead birds sometimes made *her* come.
"You
could make me come by fucking me," I suggest.
"I
*could*... but I'd have to be persuaded," I tell her, releasing my cock
completely. Sometimes, I love to just feel it throbbing. If I let it go long
enough- I can make *myself* come just from lookin'. "But it'd have to be
something I *really* wanted. Something *really* good."
I
spread my legs further apart, and slide another finger in. Damn. Four? I've
never done that. But then again, I've never had hours of being stretched
before. "And how.... how would I do that?" I ask.
"Smart
girl like yourself- I bet you could think of *something* that might make me
feel *extremely* generous."
I
just shrug. "What haven't we done?" Okay, wrong question to ask a
vampire. But too late, it's out there and I'm too stubborn to take it back and
admit I spoke before I thought it through.
I place a
finger on the mark on her neck and whisper, "Do you *really* wanna
know?"
"Try
me." Okay, too many orgasms in one night have made me stupid. And will I
change my mind? I should, but again... no. And I'm really not worried. He's
evil, fine. But he's also not.
And
if I think really hard about it, I don't even understand what my point is.
Now
*that's* interesting.
*Bloody*
interesting.
Bloody,
being the operative word.
"I
could bite you in places you wouldn't even imagine and make you shriek so loud,
you'd be hoarse tomorrow."
h.
All
right, I definitely shouldn't have gotten wetter in response to that
suggestion. There's something wrong with me.
And
my first clue about that should've been when I fucked the evil vampire.
But
*he* doesn't know that turned me on. Does he? No of course not. He's not
touching me or inside me so he didn't feel it. "And why would I be
interested in letting you bite me?" I ask.
"Because
you flooded yourself even *more* when I said that," I grin triumphantly.
"And-
while we're at it, who says you even have a choice?" I know- it's stupid.
I gave my word and I intend on keeping it. But still- who does she think she's
messing with?
"I
did not," I reply. "And you won't bite me without my permission."
How do I know that? I just do. He hasn't hurt me yet, even when he bit me I
enjoyed it. Just a little. But he won't hurt me. He promised. I know, taking
the word of a demon is stupid, but as I said. Too many orgasms.
"And
you *did*, Luv. I can smell it. I can see it your eyes, hear it in your
blood..."
"I'm
not playing the 'did not - did too' game with you," I tell him.
"Whatever you believe, I still haven't given you permission to bite me
again ye-- Ever." That was a near slip of the tongue, but it was just my
mouth running away from me. He's *not* going to get permission.
I shrug
my shoulders and (taking full advantage of my vamp speed), get her pinned under
me as I thrust three fingers inside her. "Oh you didn't, did you?" I
pull them out of her and wipe the liquids on her lips.
"You
think that was from what you said?" I ask. "Dream on. I've had my
share of loser boyfriends and I've had to learn to get myself off. It's not
*always* about you. Now let me GO," I demand, trying to pull my wrists
free from his grip.
I grip
her harder. "Struggle a bit more, Pet. Feels nice," I whisper as I
enjoy her struggles below me.
"You
would look so gorgeous tied to this bed, Luv. Ever one of those boyfriends do
that? Ever get yourself off while thinkin' about being totally and completely
helpless, tied to a bed for one man's pleasure?"
Shit- I
have to come. And soon.
It's been
too long a night and my cock is so damn sensitive right now.
"Okay,
that's one of *your* sick fantasies, not mine," I retort, trying to ignore
the fact that if he were inside me right now, he would know better.
"What
happened to the original plan? Just fuck me. You get off, I get off, everyone's
happy," I say. I wrap my legs around his hips and try to pull him closer.
Shit... just need him inside me. And once he is, I'll work on making him
forgetting the biting me plan.
I
already have one scar I'll need to hide with makeup for tomorrow. I don't need
more. And that's *not* the only reason I'm not letting him bite me. I'm not into
that.
Really.
"Not
*sick*," I whisper in her ear before licking down her jaw, over her neck,
between the valley of her tits, and finally... "Just gorgeous."
She
relaxes and I release her hands as I kiss her sore and swollen sex.
Then... I
lower my kisses to the highest part of her inner thigh without actually being
part of her quim. She moans when I moist the spot with my tongue.
Yeah...
*right* *here*. I open my mouth and paint it with my tongue before pressing
down with my human teeth- not enough to break the skin- but enough to tell her
I could, if I wanted to.
SHIT.
Don't moan. Don't moan. Don't--"Fuuuck."
DAMN
IT!
"Spike,
no..." And that didn't sound as forceful as it should have.
I back
off that spot as the blood wells to the surface, just underneath the skin. Heh
heh heh.
I flip
the other thigh and repeat the actions- biting just a bit harder, just a bit,
as I slip three fingers inside her. I hear them slide inside her as I suck on
the skin in my mouth, rubbing my tongue against her.
I
gasp but manage to bite back a moan as he works on what I'm sure is going to be
a very obvious hickey. At least my skirt will cover it.
I
really wish I'd stop thinking that way. I'm *not* letting him bite me, damn it!
I'm not some stupid naive Anne Rice fan who thinks vampires are so romantic and
erotic... well, okay, they *can* be. But biting isn't. Biting leads to dead
people or more vampires.
"NO."
There that was more -- "Aaaahfuck!" Damn him and his really talented
fingers, for finding that sensitive spot inside me. "Please..." Shit.
"Fuck me!" Yeah, of course that was what I'm begging for.
I tear
myself away from her (as painfully as it is) and sit up, grinning triumphantly,
while licking my fingers.
"And
you *DID*," I say, as I look at her, unsated and writhing in desire.
"Before *and* just now."
I'm not
gonna make this easy on her. If she wants to come, she'll have to give me what
I want.
I want to
drink another orgasm right out of her body.
He is *so* infuriating!
"Get out. I'm tired of playing. You can get yourself off or find some
other more stupid girl to do that, and to let you bite *her*." I sit up
and move to get off the bed. I just know I have a stake or crucifix somewhere.
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