Gardens of Oblivion | By : addielogan Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 12474 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I don’t own Buffy the Vampire Slayer. It’s Joss’s
world, I’m just borrowing his toys. I’ll give them back just like I found
them…honest!
Rating: Strong NC-17 (for sexual situations) Please
do not read if you are under the legal age.
Summary: After discovering her husband has been cheating on her, Buffy Summers
decides to get a little revenge before she tells him good-bye. However, her
plan takes an unexpected turn when the man she meets is more than he seems…
(AU, not all human)
Author’s Note: PLEASE READ THIS BEFORE READING THE FIC. If you
complain about anything that I mention here, my head may just explode, because
I’m going to tell you (in general terms) what to expect now. If you read this,
think it may not be something you’re going to like, and read anyway, I don’t
want to hear it.
This story is, essentially porn with
plot. If you’re familiar with my fic Need, it’s a
similar style to that. The plot is completely and totally different, but as far
as rampant sex with some plot thrown in, they’re similar. However, there will
be a plot. It’s not an overly angsty plot, but it’s
not all fluffy either. I prefer a balance when I read, so that’s what I write.
If you want fluffy kitties and rainbows all the time, well, honestly, I don’t
even know why you just clicked on one of my fics, but
I keep getting readers like that, so I assume some of you haven’t learned what
to expect from me yet. At some point in this fic,
some angst will occur. Deal with it or read something else.
Also, this is in no way, shape, or form a
“Buffy/other” fic. And yes, it does say that she’s
married in the summary, and she is – but the marriage is really over before the
fic starts. Furthermore, it is not an “adultery” fic, for any of you who get creeped
out by that.
Feedback and Archiving: Feedback is my drug. Gimme a hit. As for
archiving, I generally allow it, but please e-mail me for permission before you
repost this anywhere. Thanks.
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Shivers run through
the spine
Of hope as she cries
the poison tears of a life denied
In the raven black night
Holding hands with
Dark light
Come shine in her lost heart tonight
And blind
All fears that haunt her
With your smile
I Dark Light
In oblivion's garden
Her body's on fire
Writhing towards the angel defiled
To learn how to die
In peace with her God
Dark light
Come shine in her lost heart tonight
And blind
All fears that haunt her with
Your smile
Dark Light
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Buffy let out a deep, slow breath as she
surveyed the crowded club. Sure, she’d had two years of exclusive dating and
five years of marriage since the last time she’d done anything like this, but
it didn’t mean it wasn’t easy to fall back into it. She was an attractive woman
in her twenties. Picking up a man in a place like this should be a piece of
cake.
However, first she decided she needed a drink
and made a beeline for the bar, ordering a shot only to slam it down the moment
the bartender handed it to her. She shook her head, making a noise as it slid
down her throat. It tasted horrible, but if it really was liquid courage, then
she needed all the help she could get.
Three shots later, she was feeling decidedly
more confident. This was something she could do. This was something she had to do. She had to get some of her
own back.
Pushing away the last of her doubts, Buffy
made her way to the dance floor with the determination not to leave it without
a partner. She may have been off the market for a while, but she knew she could
still move.
The band started something with a slow,
sensual beat, and Buffy smiled, easing into her movements with grace and poise.
Soon, her confidence grew as she lost herself in the music, putting on a show
for whoever may be watching.
And someone was. She couldn’t see him, but
somehow she knew. She felt his eyes
on her. Her pulse sped up as she continued to dance, a thrill rushing through
her. His gaze didn’t leave her, and Buffy felt her body warming, her heart
fluttering.
Then, he was there with her, strong hands on
her arms as he pulled her body into his, moving with her now. She grinded back
against him, knowing without even looking at him that she’d found her quarry.
Finally, he leaned in, his mouth resting
against her ear. “You’re coming home with me.”
Buffy nodded without hesitation. From the
moment she’d caught his eye, there’d been no question of that.
He guided her from the dance floor and out
of the club, and Buffy went without pause. It wasn’t until they finally stepped
out onto the street and under the light of a streetlamp that she looked up and
saw him.
She wasn’t disappointed. His build was
smaller than the one she’d grown accustomed to, but that was something she more
than welcomed. From what she’d felt, he was all hard, tight muscle. And his face… He was one of the most beautiful men she’d
ever seen, though with his shock of bleached hair and long, black leather coat
she’d wager he’d take offense to being called “beautiful.” Still, with those
perfect angles of his face and his bright-blue eyes, she couldn’t think of him
as anything but.
She would’ve said he looked downright
angelic if it weren’t for that glint in his eyes and the smirk on his lips.
He knew she liked what she saw.
Without a word, he took her hand, leading
her away from the club. She followed him easily, knowing in that moment she’d
follow him anywhere.
He took her to what appeared to be some sort
of old factory or warehouse, and something inside of Buffy reminded her this should be making her nervous—only it wasn’t. When
he opened the door and gestured for her to enter, she did without any
hesitation.
From there, he led her into an old-fashioned
elevator, the clang of the metal doors closing making a shiver course up her
spine, though Buffy noted it was more from excitement than nervousness.
A second shock followed the first as his
hands fell to her arms, turning her around and brining her to meet his eyes.
Her heart sped up as he leaned in, his lips dangerously close to hers. She
trembled, frozen in place until he breached the distance and kissed her for the
first time.
Buffy realized as his lips glided against
hers that before that moment, she’d never truly been kissed. Because what she’d
done in the past was nothing, nothing like this. Her arms snaked around
him, her hands gripped his shoulders, and she needed him to be her lifeline
even as he was the one causing her to drown.
She didn’t realize they’d left the elevator
until her back hit the soft surface of a silk-covered mattress. He moved off of
her, and every cell in her body cried out from the loss until she realized he
was merely shedding his coat and boots. When he covered her body again, Buffy
held on to him, giving into a desire unlike any she’d ever known before. Any
thoughts of her husband or the reason why she’d chosen to stray were gone.
He pressed kisses against her neck, a low
growling sound seeming to reverberate in his chest, and Buffy thrust her hips
against him shamelessly, not caring one bit how wanton she was being. She felt
good, sensual. As if she existed for pleasure and pleasure alone.
And the man on top of her was there for the
sole purpose of giving it to her.
His lips moved from her neck to her ear and
he whispered against it, his voice different than it had been the last time
he’d spoken. No less seductive, but there was a rawness there now, letting
Buffy know she was affecting him like he was her.
“You are so bloody beautiful. Gorgeous…”
She sighed at his words, feeling as if they
were true for the first time in such a long time. He moved his mouth down
again, nipping at her neck, his teeth scraping her flesh, and Buffy moaned, the
sensation more pleasurable than she ever would have imagined. His hands trailed
up her dress, slipping beneath the edge of her dampened thong. His fingers
pushed inside her body, finding places she’d never even known existed. Buffy
moaned, writhing under his expert touch, her body already hurtling towards
orgasm.
“Fuck, you’re hot,” he groaned, pushing his
fingers in deeper, his thumb stealing up to rub her needy clit. “You’re burning
me, kitten.”
Buffy gasped, her hips moving in time with
his hand, her body reaching for more.
“You want to come, don’t you, pet,” he
asked, a hint of a smirk tugging at his lips. Buffy replied with a wordless
moan, thrusting up further. “Think my mouth would do it for you?” he asked,
though the teasing tinge to his words was lost on her as just the thought of
his tongue against her shorted out her brain.
He dipped in, growled low before ripping her
panties off with her teeth and tossing them to the side. He allowed himself a moment
to savor her scent, breathing her in deep before he tasted her for the first
time, unable to hold back the moan that rumbled in his throat. She tasted
exquisite…
If his fingers had made
her feel wonderful, then his tongue… Her body tensed, so close to the edge, and then she was falling,
screaming her pleasure.
She’d never felt an orgasm like this one
before. He moved his mouth down lower, and while Buffy wasn’t sure exactly what
he did to her, whatever it was it drew out release, made her come harder and
longer than she’d even known was possible.
Buffy felt boneless, her mind almost blank
as he surged up her body and finished undressing them both before he was inside
her, filling her and tearing another scream from Buffy’s lips.
He was long and thick, and the first push
alone was more intense than any sexual experience of her past. She didn’t know
how this man was capable of this, how he was able to do such things to her
body, but she didn’t care. All she knew was she was falling over and over
again, experiencing nothing but bliss.
She came back to herself slowly, moaning as
she rolled over. She felt weak, drained, her body trembling. She looked up and
saw the man sitting on the edge of the bed. He turned towards her, a look in
his eyes that she couldn’t put a name to.
“You should go.”
Buffy frowned. She didn’t want to leave, not
now. She felt groggy, her thoughts unclear, but she knew she wanted to stay. “I
don’t…”
“Get out!” he yelled, the force of his words
making her come back to herself. The fog that had seemed to fall over her back
at the club lifted, and she scrambled out of the bed, gripping the edge for a
moment to steady herself after a dizzy spell before finding her clothes and
redressing.
He wasn’t looking at her, and she didn’t
understand. Everything seemed hazy now, but she knew they’d just shared
something amazing. Why was he throwing her out like this?
She turned to him again once she was
dressed, and just the sight of him made her knees weak again. She felt a pull
to him, and she stumbled towards him, forgetting for a moment he was throwing
her out. She wanted him…wanted something from him.
Buffy took a step towards him, her body
seeming to move under its own accord.
He looked up, his eyes growing dark. “I told
you to go,” he growled.
“I…” Buffy shook her head, the haziness
fading again. “You…”
“You need to go.”
He sounded tired this time,
and Buffy didn’t argue anymore. She did need to go…
Knowing she couldn’t look back, Buffy
hurried away.
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