Playtime | By : Cyberwulf Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > General Views: 7436 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Playtime
Author: Cyberwulf
Rating: 18s (NC-17)
Spoilers: Set in season five.
Pairing: S/?
Summary: Spike’s got a secret lover.
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The black Desoto’s engine purred, then faded into silence. Spike glanced across the road at the darkened apartment.
“No-one home,” he murmured. He turned and gazed at his lover. “Now’s our chance, pet.”
The vampire emerged from the car and had a quick look round. He wasn’t worried about humans – apart from the Scoobies – but if any demons saw him with his current mate, he was finished. Satisfied that the streets were deserted, he walked round to the passenger side of the car and opened the door.
“Out you come, darlin’.”
Spike leaned in and lifted her out of the car, then hurried across the road with her in his arms. He put her down outside Giles’ front door and tried the handle. He raised an eyebrow when the door swung open.
“Silly git never locks up,” he muttered. He gathered his date into his arms and walked inside. He carried his lover into Giles’ lounge and set her gently on the sofa.
“I’m glad I could finally bring you someplace nice,” Spike declared, switching on a lamp. “Someplace a bit more classy than a dank, musty crypt…” He sat on the couch and gazed at her.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered. He reached out and ran a hand lightly over her golden hair. Unable to wait anymore, Spike laid her down underneath him and gazed into her grey eyes.
“Know what I love about you, sweetheart?” he murmured huskily. “I love how you’re always naked for me.” He nibbled at her ear. “No fiddlin’ about with straps or buttons…” Spike scooted down and laid his head against her breast, breathing her in, savouring a scent that was uniquely hers. He shifted and rubbed the straining bulge in his pants against her soft, pale belly, eliciting a growl from her in return.
“Feel how hard I am?” he murmured. He turned his head and nipped lightly at her shoulder. “That’s what you do to me.”
She didn’t say anything, but Spike didn’t care. He knew what she was thinking – he always knew. He lay still for a while, just enjoying the feel of her. She was so soft and warm, and she felt so good. He only hoped he felt as good to her as she did to him.
At last Spike began to move again. He trailed kisses along her body, stopping at her soft mound. He gazed at her sex for a few moments, then unbuckled his belt. The vampire carefully lowered his zipper, breathing a sigh of relief as his large erection popped out.
“No underwear,” he growled seductively, noting her appreciative gaze. “Thought you’d like that.”
He pushed his black jeans down past his knees and positioned himself carefully between her legs.
“Like it when I fuck you with my boots on, don’t you?” Spike purred. Slowly, he eased his big cock into her soft folds, groaning loudly. He paused once he was fully inside her, then raised himself up n his elbows so he could look at her.
“I love you,” he whispered earnestly. Gazing into her eyes, he began to rock against her, his achingly full balls slapping against her bottom.
Giles pulled up outside his apartment and switched off the car’s engine. He’d been a little apprehensive about going out on a date, but Buffy had insisted on it – rather forcefully, in fact. He had to admit, he was quite pleased with the way the evening had gone. Dinner, a film, intelligent, adult conversation… She’d even invited him in for coffee, but he’d politely refused. It was a little too soon for that. Still, he had her number… and he was definitely going to give her a call.
The Watcher strutted down the steps and entered his apartment. He turned to go into the lounge and was greeted by the sight of Spike’s bare bottom bobbing up and down on the couch.
“What on earth –”
Spike gave a startled yell and scrambled up, yanking up his jeans as he did so. Giles gazed past him at the figure on the couch.
It was a giant yellow stuffed teddy bear.
With a homemade vagina.
Spike stopped trying to wrestle his rock-hard cock into his pants and glanced nervously from Giles to the stuffed animal and back again.
Giles put a hand over his mouth and began to snigger.
“Look, it’s not what you think-”
“Of course not,” Giles giggled, slumping against the wall. “Of course I didn’t just walk in and catch you fucking a soft toy…” He held his sides and tried to control himself. “…because you’re so *normal*!”
“Just – just give me a chance to explain,” Spike said quickly. “See, I came over to nick your telly, because mine’s bust, right? And text ext thing I know – well, I guess Red’s been doing spells again, because this breeze goes by and it blows my jeans down and knocks me onto the couch…” He glared at the Watcher, who was bent double with laughter. “ Bloody listen, will you?!”
“What happened next?” Giles gasped. “Oh, let me guess – you decided to scratch your willy by rubbing it against a giant teddy that mysteriously appeared beneath you…”
“Don’t you dare tell a single soul about this!” Spike growled, vamping out. “Or –”
“Or what?” Giles gasped. “You’ll shag my sofa cushions as well?”
“Fuck you!” Spike yelled angrily, tears stinging his eyes. He pulled his trousers up and grabbed the bear by the arm. “Come on, Belinda.”
“Belinda!”
Giles slithered to the floor in hysterics. Spike stormed out in shame and humiliation.
A moment later he came back in.
“Forgot me coat,” he mumbled. He shuffled off and a few minutes later the front door slammed.
Giles lay on the floor and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down. After a few minutes he got to his feet and made his way to the phone.
Something like this just couldn’t wait till morning.
END
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