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Dragon Slain-
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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THE
DUNGEON : 1 DRAGON SLAIN
We
walk out to the elevator, and so far he's been behaving himself. I'm a little
disappointed, I have to admit. But maybe he's just testing me, to see what I'm
willing to do to have his hands and lips on me? Well... I'm definitely willing
to do something.
When
the elevator doors close, I turn and... he said earlier he didn't want to come
all over our clothes. That's a good point. But there *is* a way to keep from
making that kind of mess.
I
just give him a smile, as I unfasten his jeans and drop to my knees. I wonder
if I can make him come before the elevator comes to a stop.
Ohbloodyfuck.
"Ya
know, PEHt." Ohbloodyhell. I love that mouth. "We gotta-" Fuck.
I lean
against the back wall of the elevator for fear of falling down if I don't and I
grab her head with my other hand. Her hair is *so* soft...
Shut
up and just come, damn it. There's no way we're going to make it down twenty
floors without someone stopping the elevator. And I'm not trying to just make
you even *more* turned on, without any hope of release.
Nothing
like how I feel at the moment.
Just
the sound of his moans and attempts to come make me even wetter. Shit. I slide
my hand up under my skirt and push two fingers inside myself, trying to take
the edge off.... but it doesn't work. I wish those were *his* fingers.
Fuck.
I deep throat him and start humming. Come, so I won't feel like I'm being too
selfish in asking you to make *me* come!
OHSHIT!
Okay-
that's enough.
It pains
me to push her away from me and the look she gives me is pretty bloody deadly.
"What?!"
I yell, sounding a little more irritated than I meant to. It's just... "Do
I just really *suck* at this? And no, that was not meant to be a pun."
I don't
really hear her. I'm too focused on- come, come, come.
I hastily
push the stop button and the car stops moving. Then, I've pulled her onto the
ground with me before she's even able to stop the words coming from her mouth.
Oh that
mouth... I can smell her arousal, thick in the air. She moves to straddle me
and kiss me, but I stop her. "That's not how it's gonna work, Pet."
I
whimper. "Well, what do you want?" I ask.
"Wanna
know my favorite number?" I ask with a smirk.
"What
the hell does that have to do with me wanting you--" I take his hand and
press it against my wet curls, and I can't help moaning--"inside me,
now?"
Has she
even *had* sexual experience?
I guess
she'll be on the bottom today.
I growl
and flip her over before I turn my body around and rest my cock above her lips.
She's right- she's ready all right. I lean down and lick her quim once before
saying, "69. It's the best bloody number there is."
I
moan in anticipation, when it occurs to me what he wants. He slips his cock
inside my mouth just a little and I suck it further down.
Shit...
I'm so ready to come, it's sad. I'll probably be coming before him, even if I
try to hold it. He's just ... way too good at - "SHIT!" I scream
around his cock, and he moans in response to the vibrations and the
unintentional nip of my teeth.
Oh
yeah, I almost forgot. He does like that. I suck him down my throat, letting my
teeth slide along his length. Finally, I work my throat around his cock, as he
continues to lick me. Shit... I said *inside* me, damn it!
I
would whimper but it would make my gag reflex kick in. So I don't. I continue
to swallow around him, as I move my hands to roll and squeeze his balls,
scratching my nails along them a little.
OHfuckohfuckohfuck.
Shit. I
forgot how so out of it I get when I'm being sucked. I can barely concentrate
on me, let alone on fucking *her*.
But- she
said inside... okay. I can do that. I steel my tongue and thrust it inside her.
I
scream, and damn. I forgot about the gag reflex, but luckily he remembered for
me. He pulls back before I choke and I take a deep breath. Okay, that was a
little embarrassing. But shit. He's... "Yes..." I whimper, before I
grab his hips and pull him back inside my mouth.
And
he's ... shit, his tongue is fucking me. And I can't help moaning and
whimpering, but he doesn't seem to mind as long as I keep sucking his cock.
"FUCK!" I buck my hips up, sending his tongue deeper and
damnithefoundtheSPOT!
I'm
not trembling, I'm fucking *shaking.* Any second n- "SPIIIIIIIIIKE!"
Of course I'm not sure if he could tell that's what I said, since his cock was
still in my mouth. But I'm coming, and I suck him down my throat again, trying
to make him come with me.
I've been
holding it *way* too long and the way she feels contracting around my tongue...
the way she feels around my cock and around my mouth (*in* my mouth), I just
can't help but want to thank her for it.
So I
growl loudly directly into her cunt and scream as I explode in her mouth. Shit.
She makes me pop, more so than anyone else, I think.
He
pulls back again, but I don't complain when I realize it's because he's coming.
And this time, I do drink him down completely. It's not bad, really. And he
continues to lick and suck until *I'm* spent, too.
Damn.
And
add wow to that.
He
sits up and smirks at me. "If you think I'm moving from this floor, you've
got another thing coming," I say. Because seriously, that was *really*...
wow.
"*Another*
coming? I thought you'd be spent after that but-" I smile a bit at her and
she smiles back. She's got a great smile.
"So-
ya like my favorite number?"
I
like everything you do.
He
grins. "Did I just say that out loud?" I wonder, sitting up and now
I'm blushing. Shit. Stupid orgasm-addled brain.
"Well...
*I* like everything I do. And what *you* do too." I stand up and zip my
jeans. "So- ready to go my lamb?"
I try
to stand up and he offers his hand. Okay, so he's a gentleman, too.
A gentleman vampire.
Shut
up.
I
take his hand and nod. "Yeah, now I'm *really* hungry," I admit with
a smile as I push my skirt back down.
*****
We're
almost there. The alleys have been getting narrower and darker for the last few
minutes and she looks a bit skeptical. I just *know* she'll love it. Well, I
hope she will. And I can't wait to show her off! She's incredible, especially
in that outfit.
Oh- that
outfit...
Okay.
"I really hope you'll like it," I say as I turn us down another dark
alley.
"Spike,
didn't anyone ever tell you not to wander in dark alleys at night, because you
might... run into someone like you. Never mind," I say as I grab his arm
and try to walk closer.
I
jump at a sudden noise and glance behind me. "Um, you'd know if there was
anyone else around, right?"
"Sometimes,"
I shrug.
I love
how she jumps even *closer* to me. Hell, she might as well be *in* my
clothes... now there's a thought...
But
seriously, "You *know* that nothing will ever hurt you again, Cordelia.
Yeah?"
Huh?
Well,
okay, I guess I can see how Spike would be protective of his ... whatever it is
that I am. Until he gets tired of me, anyway. "Yeah, sure," I shrug.
"Nobody will mess with you, I know that. And if they do, you'll do your
'grr' thing and make them run away or make them dead. I just don't like dark
alleys after sunset. Or cemeteries... *or* warehouses....
"ANYway,
is this place close?"
I stop us
and turn to look at her. "No. What I meant is that I won't *let* anyone
hurt you."
And it
*is* getting late, so I let her shoulders go and start walking again. "A
couple more minutes. The club is hidden so humans can't find it."
I'm
glad he doesn't push the 'I'll protect you' thing, because I *do* believe him.
For now, anyway, I'm safe. It's the later that bothers me. After I can't keep
him amused... then...
I
don't want to think about that right now.
I
jump when I hear a crash, somewhere behind us. And it wasn't my imagination. I
know Spike heard it too, I can feel him tense up.
I emit a
small growl that I doubt she even hears, but *he* hears it.
I keep
walking though. I'm not fallin' for it. "C'mon," I say, slipping a
hand around her waist and pulling her close to me, because I know she's scared.
Part of me wants her to continue to be scared- but... she'll still be scared,
even if I've pulled her close. And I like having her close to me.
So I
slide my hand down her tight ass.
Oh
great. We're about to be attacked by who-knows-what, and he's getting horny.
But given the fact that I feel safer this close to him, I'll put up with his
twisted reasons for being turned on. Not like I hate his hands on me, anyway.
No, hate definitely doesn't describe my reaction to *that*.
"Are
you sure you can find this place?" I ask, trying not to moan when he
squeezes my ass. No, I want to be somewhere other than this alley, most
definitely. I would feel *so* much better if we were in a crowded club, even
the kind of club Spike would frequent.
"Doubting
my navigational skills, Luv? Didn't doubt 'em when it led me to your quim
earlier." And I squeeze her ass again.
I
pull away and *then* remember whatever is following us. Well, shit. But no, I'm
*not* going to be all damsel-in-distress-y about this. I helped the slayer
fight a *lot* of bad things. So I resist the urge to huddle against him and
instead walk next to him, keeping my eyes and ears open for ... well, anything.
"Not
doubting, just getting tired," I answer his question. "These boots
were definitely *not* made for walking, not long distances anyway."
"You could always take it all
off," the chilling familiar voice from above says.
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