Tying Things Up - Chapter 2

Unbuttoning the top button of his jeans she cupped him slightly and felt his cock twitch in its denim cage, Buffy felt herself heat up inside at the thought that he was so responsive to her slightest action. Raising her eyes to his as she popped each button in succession, she couldn't believe just how blue his eyes were--it was like she just stared into the heavens on a clear sunny day. Keeping her attention wholly with his face, she slid her hands up his thighs and tucked her fingers into his pockets, slowly pulling his jeans down.

"Oh god…" Spike mumbled from somewhere up above her--she was really going to go through with this.

Tearing her eyes away from his, she smiled at the sight of his cock, now free and bobbing slightly as it pulsed into life. Running her fingers down it softly she was in awe at how smooth it was and how it jumped at her touch. Then it hit home just how inexperienced she really was, would he know?

Not wanting to look phased, she weighed his balls slightly in her hands while she thought it over, when he moaned all her ability to think was lost. Spike liked what she was doing, he was chained to a wall and it wasn't like he could stop her, thinking about it he decided he probably wouldn't have stopped her anyway--the fact he was chained up would just stop him from killing her afterwards.

Looking up at him again as she stroked his length Buffy ran her tongue over her lips softly and felt her thighs warm as he moaned slightly. When he bit his lip she smiled, from her angle he looked so harmless right now and it thrilled her to think about what she could unleash any second.

Lowering her head slightly she leant forwards and cupped his balls again as she licked slowly up the length of his cock, from its hard base to its soft tip. Running her tongue around she explored every groove and cleft causing Spike to tug on his chains and growl.

"Something wrong?" Buffy mock pouted up at him and he looked panicked.

"No…" Spike fought the words every step of the way but they still managed to escape his lips. "Don't…stop."

Raising both brows for a second she dipped her head down again and sucked the tip of his cock into her warm wet mouth, she felt every muscle in him tense as his pelvis jutted forward involuntarily. Satisfied that this whole sucking thing wasn't as hard as it sounded Buffy stroked his length softly while she suckled gently on his head before running her tongue up his cleft and delving it slightly into the hole. Spike moaned harshly and she tasted something salty sweet on the tip of her tongue--it drove her on.

Wrapping her mouth firmly around his cock Buffy relaxed her throat and took him in as far as she could, Spikes pelvis pushed again slightly and she found herself having to hold the base of his erection to stop him from gagging her. Moving downwards on him she sucked her cheeks back in on the way up then opened her mouth again to go down. Quickly realising the harder she sucked him the harsher he moaned Buffy set a pace that had him constantly swearing.

"Fuck…god…more…ungh…" Spike swallowed hard and strained against the chains, wanting desperately to hold that sweet hot mouth of hers there so he could cum in her. "God…hot…Buffy."

Hearing her name pronounced on his lips Buffy frowned at the feeling it gave her, her heart sped and her thighs ached whenever he said it. Wanting to hear it again she sucked him harder and listened to the chains rattling up above as he moaned out her name. Turned out moving on was going to be fun.

Feeling him tense up she knew he was close but didn't back down, her ever defiant nature told her to keep going, milk him for all he was worth. Relaxing her throat again so she could take more of him into her warm soft mouth she felt his cock harden further and his balls tense up in her fingers.

Pelvis moving of its own accord Spike gave up the struggle against the chains and gave in to the sweet pleasure that was fast approaching. Looking down, he watched her. The sight of his cock jutting in and out of her rosy pink lips made him so hot he felt like he was on fire, the Slayer was sucking him off with everything she had, letting him deep inside her mouth and letting him thrust into her.

"Oh…bloody…hell…gonna…gonna…" Spike gasped and it cause Buffy to smile internally that he did such a thing. "Cum…don't…stop…Bu…ffy…uungh! …"

As she pulled backwards while sucking her cheeks in hard he delved back into her mouth and spilled his cool load into her with weakening thrusts. Mouth hanging open in disbelief he looked down at her as she released his cock and smiled up at him. He was lost and he knew it.

"Bloody hell…" He breathed softly as she met his eyes--all she could do was think that he looked stoned.

Getting back up onto her feet Buffy moved over to the rock she was sat on earlier and stared at the little key and then at Spike, the sight of which amused her. He was stood stock still panting hard with his jeans pulled down around his ankles, something blazed up in her abdomen and without another thought she swiped the key up into her fingers.

Walking back towards him Buffy waited for him to meet her eyes, when he did so there was something different in them, like a lion that had been in the zoo so long he was starting to become tame.

"Try and hurt me…I'll kill you." She watched as he nodded obediently while staring at the key.

Taking a step towards him, she slowly undid the cuff around his left hand and leapt back out of his reach, to her amazement he just stood there flexing his fingers and rotating his arm to loosen it up. Satisfied that he wasn't out to kill her just yet Buffy was taken aback when he looked up and smiled at her warmly, she'd never seen anything like it--it was so tender that she was almost tempted to ask if he had a soul now too. Coming out of her reverie, she undid his other hand and didn't move away.

Spike seized the opportunity and grasped her shoulders tightly, Buffy struggled against him waiting for him to try and bite her but it never came. Relinquishing the fight, she savoured the sensation of his cool hard hands bruising her flesh. Digging his fingers into her upper arms, he tested the water, just how far could he go with her, just how rough could they get? What he saw astounded him, he was practically down to her bones and yet she didn't cave, something flared up in her eyes as he raised his there, something that looked like desire.

Chewing her lip, Buffy whimpered slightly at the feeling of his rough fingertips squeezing the life out of her arms--this was what she needed; someone who knew her strength someone who could take her to the limit.

As Spike slipped into his demon visage and lunged forwards slightly, only to be choked by his collar, Buffy pulled away and slapped him hard across the cheek.

"Sassy." Spike purred at her before returning to his human guise. "Can't blame a bloke for trying."

Panting hard as she rubbed her arms she kept her eyes fixed on him, he smiled again and she caved slightly. She couldn't blame him, he was probably starving and her blood was probably driving him on. With an affronted look, he yanked his jeans back up and buttoned them.

"Just don't…" She trailed off as she took a step away from him.

Feeling like he was about to lose something Spike back peddled and reached out for her gently--no biting her, he willed himself to get it into his head. When satisfied that he was in control he curled his tongue slightly at her.

"So…does sassy Buffy have anything else in mind…zippy cartwheel maybe…unchaining the rest of me?"

Buffy smiled at the words 'zippy cartwheel' and took another step away from him, as she did so he backed off to slacken the chain attached to his neck collar.

Lifting the hem of her short black skirt slightly she felt a thrill run through her as she flashed him her panties and he growled at the sight of them. She couldn't believe his reaction to them, they were just regular white cotton panties but from the look on his face, a spectator would have thought she'd been wearing a tiny scrap of material.

"Cotton is so sexy…" Spike purred at her as his cock stiffened uncomfortably in his jeans.

"Really?" Buffy looked taken a back for a moment before checking herself and tilting her head demurely. "I mean…really?"

"Hell, yes." Reaching a hand out towards her he growled when the collar around his neck yanked him backwards again.

Smiling wickedly, she ran her hands up her thighs, slipped her panties down, and threw them to him. "Then they're yours."

Grasping the little white cotton knickers in his fingers, Spike inhaled them deeply, absorbing the scent of her arousal and how damp they were. His cock strained and he winced, he was wrong--she was going to be the death of him.

"Are you quite done?" Buffy raised a brow at his actions trying not to let them fluster her; she'd never had a man sniff her panties before.

As he looked up all he saw was Buffy upside down on her hands and coming into land with her feet either side of his head--never had a handstand been so seductive. Hands moving fast he caught her thighs as he ducked slightly, letting her knees rest over his shoulders. Looking down as he snaked his hands around her legs possessively his eyes unfocused at the sight of the mousy brown curls that were shaven to neatness around her pussy. It was all he could do to keep from passing out.

Straining hard, Buffy pulled down with her legs and bought Spike to his knees, now roughly on her back with her ass propped up on his lap she giggled at the sight of his face, etched with fascination. Spikes head shot up and his brows knit until she looked coyly at him.

"Show me what you've got, mister."

Before she knew what had hit her, Spike had leant forwards slightly and with hands grasped around her waist pulled her pussy to his face. Grasping her thighs again he spread them then softly ran his tongue over her mound, slipping it in and caressing her.

Buffy moaned as his tongue delved into her, probing her opening with expertise, she felt like she'd died and gone to heaven. Pulling his tongue out and lapping up her juices, Spike growled low and grasped her thighs tighter. She tasted divine like honey.

Freeing one hand, he kneaded her buttock softly as his tongue wound its way up to her swollen nub. Flicking it with the tip of his tongue, he was rewarded by another moan and it caused his erection to strain further against its prison. Bending his head lower, Spike sucked on her arousal as he traced his fingers over her buttocks, up the cleft of them and slowly slipped one up inside her slick inviting opening.

"Spike…" Buffy moaned out involuntarily, surprised at herself she chewed her lip.

Looking up at her he grinned inside at how innocent she was, encouraging her, he slipped another finger inside her and wriggled them, searching out her spot. Buffy grasped at the dirt as something inside her tingled, whatever he was doing he was good at it--damn good.

Sliding his fingers out he delved them back into her gently as his lips wrapped around her nub and he nipped her slightly.

"Oh…" Buffy's eyes widened and she bucked her hips against his fingers, losing all control, she screwed her eyes shut and surprised herself again. "More…Spike…"

Hearing his name uttered with such heat Spike growled into her and she giggled slightly, it was the most intoxicating noise he'd ever heard. Sliding his tongue down to where his fingers penetrated her he sucked up more of her slippery juices, he wanted them all, they were all for him and their heady scent was making him wet. Curling his fingers slightly inside he rubbed at the rough spot slightly and grinned when she bucked hard against him and her fingers grasped handfuls of dirt.

"Like that?" Spike purred down at her, she was amazing lying there on her back and surrendering herself up to him, letting him worship her.

"Don't…stop…" Buffy snapped her eyes open and met his blue ones, she stayed locked in them as he pumped her with his fingers, teasing her into an ever spiralling climax.

Bucking her hips again, she grinned wide as he reapplied his mouth to her, licking her soft fleshy lips before sucking her nub back into his mouth like a nipple. As she elicited a whimper he rolled his eyes in ecstasy--he wanted more from her.

Fingers plundering her he flattened his tongue against her pussy and licked her, devouring her and taking as much as he could from her. Buffy arched her back in response, causing his fingers to hit her deeper inside and as he thrust them in and out of her slick wetness, she couldn't stop herself.

"God…fuck me…with…your…fingers…" Her voice was hoarse and lusty, Spike head shot up from her pussy and his eyes widened.

"You're bloody divine." He growled softly before burying his face in her again--oh, he definitely wanted more.

Feeling her tense up around his fingers his cock throbbed painfully, she was so hot and tight; it felt like she was going to break his fingers. Adjusting his position slightly he plunged his fingers deep into her and sucked hard on her nub, nipping at it with his blunt teeth.

"Oh…ungh…gonna…cum…" She blushed slightly at the word issuing from her lips. "More…need to…ungh…cum…"

Licking his lips Spike sneered as he rammed his fingers home. "Cum for me baby…"

She registered his words, their possessiveness, for a moment she was going to check him on it but when his tongue flicked her clit again she heard different words coming from her mouth.

"Spike…coming…coming for…you…"

Every muscle tensing Buffy sought something to grasp onto, seeing her wandering hand Spike clasped it in his and screwed his face up as she gripped him tightly. Her words lingered in his head and he moaned into her pussy as he shoved his fingers up deep inside her one last time. With a harsh cry Buffy's world collapsed around her, tumbling down until she was panting hard and milking Spikes fingers while they moved slowly, gently inside her still.

Flopping into a relaxed position she closed her eyes, not quite believing what she just did and silently thanking god that he was so talented. She was vaguely aware of him lowering her legs to the ground and tracing a pattern up her thighs with his fingers.

Catching the look on his face she suddenly wanted more from him, needed more from him. He was watching his hand intently with an expression of longing, face tinged with sadness as he adjusted the chains that bound him. The sight of his collar suddenly sickened her, restraining him like a leash, choking him. Scrambling to her feet she picked up the key and headed back to him, kneeling she met his eyes briefly before freeing his neck. He watched her dazedly, her soft fingers working nimbly to release him. Her eyes became large and tender when she saw what lay underneath; his skin was reddened and bleeding where he'd been straining against the metal collar. Raising her hand tentatively, she brushed the grazes softly with her fingers before realising what she was doing.

Scooting away from him slightly she met his eyes and felt herself melt slightly at the look he was wearing.

"Thanks." Spike mumbled as he rubbed his neck, his face echoing coyness.

"Least I could do." Feeling suddenly awkward she let her eyes roam his body as he continued rubbing his neck, his muscles dancing under his skin enticing her in.

As her eyes trailed down to his hips she noticed the outline of his hard on and licked her lips slightly, remember the taste of it in her mouth. Spike moved his hips forwards enough to make her eyes shoot up to his face, his coy boyish charm had gone only to be replaced with the devil himself.

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