Promp 348 - Papaya - Break - comlodge - btvs

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Title: Break
Author: comlodge
Charachters: Spike/Buffy
Genre: Fiction
Rating: R Explicit Sex
Summary: BTVS S6
Word Count: 695
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Prompt: Papaya tamingthemuse..


'God, Buffy. Buffy. Oh. God. I l....'

Buffy leaned in and up and covered his mouth with hers, silencing him. She bit and nibbled his lips; let her tongue roam the inner curves of his face. Spike groaned into her mouth, lost to the sensations coursing through his body.

Buffy walked him backwards to the alley wall, pulling his shirt from his jeans and shoving it up over his head to leave it tight across the back of his neck, pulling on his upper arms. She undid the button on his fly and eased the zipper down. His cock sprang free, standing firmly against his stomach and she pushed her pelvis forward to trap it between them and began a slow gyration against his body.

All thought fled his mind. His whole body purred with sensation. She grabbed his arms and held them over his head against the wall.

'Keep them there. Be still.'

He groaned, half in protest, half in ecstasy. She put a finger to his lips.

'Shh.'

She dropped to her knees and in the same action took the head of his cock into her mouth, giving it a quick suck. His knees shook. Slowly she swirled her tongue around the opening, licking up a drop of pre-cum. Then she took him further into her mouth and began to hum deep in her throat. Spike's body began to vibrate with his need to move against his obeisance of his slayer's command.

His eyes squeezed shut as he pushed his head back into the wall and arched his lower body into the delicious vibrations coming from the woman kneeling at his feet. Her head began to bob as she opened her throat and took him all the way in, only to release him and slide almost to the tip and then descend again to take him all the way into her opened throat.

She was playing him like an instrument and the music she created ripped through his body. He would not last long at this rate. He thrust forward to meet her downward stroke and she growled, reminding him that she was in control and he was to be still. She stopped her movement until she was sure that he would obey, then began another slow, deliberate descent along his length, which seemed to have a life of its own and sought the back of her throat.

Slowly she dragged her mouth back to the tip, sucking through hollowed cheeks as she went, sucking so hard that Spike thought she would suck his essence out through his dick and into her body. When she reached the back of his head, she let him go with a pop and his cock sprang back wet and glistening in the pale light to hit his quivering abdomen.

She buried her nose in his curly hairs and licked his balls, before sucking one into her mouth, nibbling with her teeth.

'Oh god. Slayer, please…'

She bit down harder in warning and he grabbed back the words he wanted to say, sucking them back into his chest. He squeezed his hands into each other, nails digging into the flesh of his palms. He could feel the demon rising, feel his face flickering as he fought for control. She was going to kill him. He knew this. Spontaneous immolation. The blood pooling in his groin was on fire. His cock so hard he thought any moment it would split open. She let go his ball, drawing the hairs through her teeth and sending the electricity ripping through his nerves.

Slowly she ran her pointed tongue over his sack and then drew the other testicle into her mouth and began the same treatment she had given its mate. Spike silently banged his head against the wall. Sweat began to sheen across the naked expanse of his chest. His muscles corded and rippled with the effort to control himself, to stay as she had commanded.

Slowly Buffy released his testicle and raised herself until she stood again in front of him.

'Now stay like that until I finish my papaya and next time let me finish my break in peace.'