It Takes Two
Buffy
stared at the two Spikes in front of her, one a human, one pure vampire. She had to find a way to make them agree to
the joining.
“Dawn, go
upstairs. Now.” Her sister walked up the stairs, traumatized
enough by the night’s events not to complain.
“Tie Spikes’ hands, Willow, then untie him from the chair. Oh, and gag him while you’re at it.” The
redhead complied. “Come with me,
boys.” She lead Spike and William into
Xander’s bedroom, and shut the door.
“What do you
think she’s going to do with them in there?” Xander asked.
“Have a
good, long chat,” Willow replied. “I’m
sure of it.”
Buffy
started to remove her clothing. “Get
undressed, both of you,” she said.
Spike raised his bound hands and shrugged. “Oh, do I have to do everything?” She removed his boots, undid his belt, unzipped his fly and
pulled his jeans off of his legs. The
vampire was grinning.
William,
on the other hand, stood still, blushing.
“I said get undressed, William.
I meant it.” He slowly pulled
the t-shirt over his head, and undid his pants. His clothing removed, he tried to modestly cover himself with his
hands. “You prude,” Buffy said, “But
it’s kind of sweet.”
She lay on
the bed, her derriere posed on the end. “Come here, William,” she said. “Don’t worry, I don’t bite. The vampire laughed out loud at that. She guided the human to kneel over her. He was shy, but his body betrayed him. He gasped as she took him into her
mouth. She crooked her finger at the
vampire, who needed no encouragement.
He thrust into her, as she wrapped her legs around his torso.
William
may have been inhibited, but he was still a man. He moaned as she stroked him with her tongue, sucking him further
down her throat.
Spike
thrust rhythmically, deeper and deeper, and she felt the heat coursing through
her. Waves of pleasure hit the trio, as
William and Spike exploded into Buffy.
“Oh, my
heavens,” moaned William. “I have
never…”
“And you
never will again, unless you cooperate.”
Buffy wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and sat up on the
bed. “Turnabout is fair play,
William. And Spike, I want a little
something different from you.” She
reached up and removed the gag from the vampire’s mouth. “Play nice, and there’s a little something
in it for you, too.”
William
seemed stricken. “I don’t think I
can. And he just…”
“He’s pure
vampire, William. Don’t worry - no
bodily fluids. Well, except mine, of
course.” William knelt at the end of
the bed, and Buffy draped her legs over his shoulders. “Don’t worry, I know it’s your first
time. I don’t expect miracles.”
“How do
you know I won’t kill you, Slayer?” asked the vampire.
“You said
it yourself, Spike. I’m more fun to
shag when I’m alive.” She pointed to
the bed behind her.
The
vampire knelt on the bed, wrapping his leather-clad arms around her. “So, what do you want, Slayer?”
“Bite
me.” She flipped her hair back, away
from her throat. “Just don’t be a piggy
about it.” The vampire grinned, running
his tongue over his fangs.
William
buried his head in Buffy’s curls, and began a tentative flick with his
tongue. When she moaned with pleasure,
he became more daring, licking her and pressing inside. Meanwhile, Spike pressed his fangs to her
throat, and broke the skin. Buffy
gasped. Both Spikes drank. Her breathing increased, as she felt her
climax growing. Her entire body
convulsed; bright lights played under her lids. With her shudder, Spike released her and William pulled away.
She lay on
the bed, every ounce of tension seeped away.
She smiled a deep, contented smile.
“Um,
Buffy, can I…?” asked William shyly.
“No,” she
replied. “No more for either of you,
until you learn to get along. In other
words, I get the packaged deal or no deal for anyone. Not that you boys haven’t been great.”
Reluctantly,
she rose from the bed, and gagged Spike again.
She helped him into his pants, and she and William dressed. She led them both from the room. “Tara,” she said. “I think they’ll agree to that joining spell, now.” The human and vampire both nodded. “And Tara?” Buffy added, “Hurry.”