Chapter Two
When the silence in the room became too much for her, Buffy asked, “Can I talk?”
“No,” Angelus told her. “We’ll tell you when you can talk.” As he spoke, he watched the flush on her body darken and when he saw her hips undulate, he licked his lips. He knew that her arousal was building and he couldn’t wait for her to start coming undone. It wouldn’t take much to set her off, that much he knew.
Spike was entranced by her small form lying in the middle of the huge bed and he started getting undressed. He watched his Sire do the same but he looked slightly confused when he saw him keep the leather pants on.
“She loves them,” he whispered back low enough that she wouldn’t hear him.
The other vampire decided to keep his own leather pants on too, for now at least.
“How do you feel, Buff? Are you all hot and wet?”
Buffy rubbed her thighs together at hearing Angelus’ dark and husky voice. She wanted it to be Angel who was going to do this to her…with her, but there was no denying she was attracted to his soulless counter-part. The way he spoke to her was setting her on fire. She bit her lip as she debated whether or not to answer him. He had said he would tell her when to speak but so far he hadn’t so she chose to remain quiet.
Angelus smirked. “Very good, Buff. You’re a fast learner. You can talk now and answer my question.”
“Y-yes, I’m hot and very wet.”
Angelus’ cock leaped in his pants and he unzipped them. He curled a large hand around his shaft and stroked it up and down as he watched her. Placing a knee onto the mattress, he climbed onto the bed and leaned over her. Covering her mouth with his, he kissed her passionately and slipped his tongue past her lips to play with hers. He nipped at her lips with his teeth before moving lower to nibble on her jaw and her throat.
Buffy knew without a doubt who was kissing her; she would know him in a roomful of men. She shivered when she felt his teeth trail over her neck, especially when he did it over the scar he created when he had fed from her all those years ago. As she lost herself in his kisses, she felt a pair of large hands caressing her ankles and the dual sensations were making her giddy. They trailed up and down her legs, inching further upwards each time. She mumbled into Angelus’ mouth when one of the hands cupped her mound. Her hips raised up off the bed and she all but screamed when she felt three long fingers plunge deep inside of her.
It was Angelus’ turn to moan when Buffy’s tongue thrust into his mouth and eagerly explored every nook and cranny of it. He didn’t have to look behind him to know what Spike was probably doing to her. As the Slayer continued to devour his mouth, he let one of his hands travel down her soft body to play with her breasts. Her nipples were sharp little points and he’d have loved to use some clamps on her but Soul-Boy no doubt didn’t have any down here and he wasn’t about to waste valuable time by hunting around for some. He’d just have to make do with his fingers and his fangs.
As Spike continued to thrust his fingers in and out, he lowered his head and flicked her clit with his tongue and he was rewarded with a piercing shriek. Reluctantly, he stopped what he was doing and removed his fingers from her body.
“NO!” She screamed after pulling her lips away from Angelus’. She was so close.
“We said no talking,” Spike told her. “But what we should have said was that you couldn’t make a sound. As it’s our mistake, we’ll let your loud shriek pass...this time, but as for you screaming ‘no’, well we can’t let that one go.”
“He’s right, Buff. Now, how can we shut you up?” Angelus mused. From his kneeling position beside her, he placed a leg over her so that he was straddling her upper body, his cock poking out of his leather pants all shiny and wet with precum. “Oh, I know. Open wide, Babe.”
Buffy knew what he was referring to and she quickly obeyed. She sucked as much of his cock into her mouth as she could and swirled her tongue over and around the head, enjoying the taste of him. It took her by surprise when he didn’t thrust himself down her throat but instead rocked backwards and forwards in a semi-gentle way. She wished that her hands weren’t bound because what she really wanted to do was touch him, pull him even closer. Another wish was that she wasn’t blindfolded because she wanted to see his face. When she felt Spike running his tongue up and down her labia, she moaned around Angelus’ hardened length.
Angelus was tempted to remove the blindfold so he could look into her clear green gaze but he had other things in mind before he did that. Instead, he let his hand tangle in her long blonde tresses. He could feel her body writhing beneath his and it sparked something within him. His orgasm was fast approaching and he was contemplating cumming in her mouth, feeling her throat muscles contracting around him as she drank him dry. Her teeth scraping along his shaft was nearly his undoing and he quickly withdrew from her mouth, smiling at the way she was obviously trying to keep herself from groaning at his loss.
“Good girl,” he whispered against her lips after he had moved off of her. “You’ll be rewarded.”
As he moved to the dresser and collected a few items, his eyes were drawn to watching Spike as he devoured Buffy’s hot little pussy. A jolt of jealousy tore through him but he managed to bite it down. This would be the last time Spike would get this close to his girl, he reminded himself.
Sensing the Slayer’s climax was imminent, Spike stopped what he was doing and watched her face to see her reaction. He was almost disappointed that she didn’t voice her objection to his withdrawal so he could punish her further. The look on her face though was priceless, the frustration clearly visible on it.
Taking the offered object from Angelus, he placed it on the bed beside him before undoing the straps on Buffy’s high heels. The shoes fell to the floor and he picked up the object he had placed on the bed and caressed her high arches with it. He watched as her toes curled up with each sweep of the long white feather. His movements would go so far before starting from the beginning once more. The aim of the game was to get her so frustrated that she wouldn’t be able to take it any longer and would scream like a banshee. The question was, how long would she be able to take it for?
Buffy bit her lip as she felt what she guessed to be a feather trailing over her toes and feet before moving up her legs and then down again. Soon the feather was circling her upper thighs and then moving to the insides. She could feel goosebumps breaking out all over skin. Whoever was wielding the feather purposely avoided her femininity and began circling her belly button and breasts before once again starting the process again from scratch.
Spike nearly burst out laughing. He could feel the pure tension in Buffy’s body as she concentrated on not uttering a word. Looking over at Angelus, he saw him smirk.
“You look like you’re enjoying that, Pet,” Spike joked. He once again trailed the feather up her body but this time on the way down, he circled her clit with it and he watched as her body arched up off the bed. The chains rattled as she pulled at them. Through it all though she managed to keep silent except for a tiny gasp which only someone with vampiric hearing would hear. He was willing to let it pass and he sensed that the big Poof was too.
The sight of Buffy’s body almost coming up clear off the bed as she obviously came was unbelievable. Pushing himself off the wall he was leaning against, Angelus stealthily walked towards her and seized her lips with his. He covered her chest with his and enjoyed the friction of their naked chests rubbing together. After he broke the kiss, he slipped the blindfold off and he watched her blink a few times as she licked her lips.
“You can speak now,” he told her.
Buffy’s mouth was dry and her words hitched in her throat. “I…that was…”
“Did you like it?”
She nodded, her gaze locked on his. It was so easy to get lost in his eyes. His mouth curved up as he smirked back at her and lowering his head to hers once more, he kissed her until she was panting against him. Slipping a hand between them, he plucked at her nipples to the point where she had no choice but to cry out.
“Uh oh,” Spike’s voice rang out. “Someone’s been a naughty girl. Now, how should we shut you up this time?”
Angelus moved off her body and went to stand at the foot of the bed as Spike stood up and began unbuttoning his pants. As he did so, he kept his eyes trained on the blonde and he felt his cock throb at the way she bit her plump lower lip. Walking forwards, he stood at the side of the bed up by where her head lay and placing a hand on her golden hair, he directed her towards him.
Parting her lips even more, Buffy engulfed as much of Spike’s hard flesh into her mouth as she could and began sucking him in earnest. His hips moved at a faster pace than Angelus’ had done but she didn’t mind. The feeling of Spike’s nails raking across her scalp and tugging on her hair was adding to the sensation but when she felt a tongue lapping at her clit, she moaned around the thick cock thrusting in and out of her mouth.
Having watched his hot little girlfriend deep-throating his childe for a few minutes, Angelus had then crawled onto the foot of the bed and caressed her silky thighs before leaning forward and flicking his tongue over her clit. He heard her moan and seeing the look on Spike’s face, he knew he was feeling it. Placing a hand on each of her buttocks, he held her up to his face and began devouring her whole.
Buffy was now lying diagonally across the bed on her back; her lower body being held up by Angelus while her head was just hanging off the side of the bed while Spike continued thrusting his cock down her throat. The only uncomfortable thing as far as she was concerned was the way her arms were stretched out to the side of her and she desperately wished that she could break the bonds but she knew there was no point trying to pull on them. The dark haired vamp had made damn sure they couldn’t and wouldn’t break under her Slayer strength.
As he ate his Slayer out, Angelus could feel her orgasm approaching and reaching one of his hands out, he grabbed another item that he had earlier placed on the bed. Switching it on, he held the powerful vibrator against her clit while his tongue stabbed in and out of her wet pussy. The way she was thrusting her hips up even further was delightful and quickly removing his tongue, he drove the vibrator deep inside her and her moans turned into a scream. A scream he knew had it not been for Spike’s prick inside her mouth would surely have the ability to wake the dead. He couldn’t help smirking at his own joke.
To Spike, the vibrations from Buffy’s moans and groans were sending jolts of pure electricity through his entire body but they mainly centered on his cock. Less than ten seconds later and he was spilling his dead seed into her mouth and as he removed himself from her, he saw her swallow several times. The sight of that had him hardening again almost immediately.
Using the chains for leverage, she managed to pull herself up so that she was lying amongst the pillows with her arms above her head which was slightly more comfortable than the position she had been lying in previously.
“Feeling thirsty, lover?” Angelus’ husky voice asked her and she silently nodded.
Going over to the dresser, he picked up a bottle of champagne which was sitting in an ice bucket and he poured some into three glasses. Walking closer to her, he took a seat on the bed before holding the glass up to her lips and he watched her drink it. He couldn’t take his eyes off her throat as he saw the muscles contract. There was just something in that movement that he found so erotic. When she had finished drinking, he took the glass away and leaning forward, he licked her lips and the inside of her mouth, tasting the expensive liquid on her. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head and he smirked.
Getting up off the bed, he went over and picked up one of the other glasses. This time, instead of sitting down beside her, he once again climbed up onto the foot of the bed and placing a hand on one of her ankles, he pulled it so that her legs were slightly further apart.
“I want you to scoot down, Buff, and tilt your pelvis up,” he commanded and he watched her immediately comply.
Buffy was aware of nothing else in the room but she hadn’t failed to notice that Spike had disappeared. She wanted to ask where he had gone but she knew speaking would have consequences for her and while so far everything that was happening was very enjoyable, she didn’t want to jinx things.
Suddenly, she felt something cold being poured over her womanhood and she knew Angelus had tipped the glass of champagne over her. A second later she felt his mouth on her as he drank the liquid directly from her and she bit her lip to stop from screaming. God, it felt so good and so forbidden. Things between her and Angel were so new and they hadn’t yet done anything like this, but she had a strong feeling things would be progressing at a much faster rate now.
The contrast between the ice cold champagne and his hot mouth drinking from her and licking her was driving her insane and her hips automatically began writhing and undulating. Her fingers tightened on the chains as she fought for control. This time, her orgasm seemed to start from the tip of her toes and slowly travel up her body until she felt her head explode from all the sensations.
Angelus’ fingers were gripping her hips as his lips, teeth and tongue devoured every inch of her folds. His tongue lashed her clit over and over and glancing up at Buffy’s body, he saw a fine sheen of perspiration which gave off the effect that she was glowing. He couldn’t remember seeing anything quite so beautiful. Licking her through her climax, his hands relaxed their hold on her hips and began running up and down her legs and thighs. Finally, he placed them back down on the bed and he couldn’t help smirking at her almost boneless state.
Turning his head to the side, he called out, “Spike? What the fuck’s taking you so long? Get back here.”
A few minutes later Spike sauntered into the room carrying a small tray with some other items on it and he set that down on the dresser beside the ice bucket. “Keep ya hair on,” he said looking at his Sire. Seeing the state of him, he raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Looks like someone’s been busy.”
Buffy tried to see what the items on the tray were but he was blocking her view and so she slumped back onto the pillows. Her arms were beginning to go numb from being restrained for so long and she longed for them to set her free from the chains. It wasn’t as if she would try and run away from them, she thought to herself with a secret smile.
“You feeling hungry, Pet?” Spike asked as he turned and looked at the naked Slayer. He still couldn’t get over how fucking hot she looked all naked and tied to the bed. His cock had been hard from the moment he had found her and the Pansy fucking in that alley and despite her having sucked him off expertly, he was still as hard as a rock.
Glancing down at his erection which was poking through his still unfastened pants, she raised an eyebrow in question and he couldn’t stop himself from laughing. “I didn’t mean that kind of hungry. I meant for actual food.”
Her cheeks flushed with colour but she nodded anyway. She watched him turn back to the dresser and again, she tried to see what he was doing but couldn’t. Looking over at Angelus, she saw him looking at her hungrily and after licking her lips, she sucked her bottom lip into her mouth. Before she had realised what was happening, he had crawled over her body and was nibbling on her lips for her. Opening her mouth, his tongue thrust inside to dual with hers and knowing it was probably a mistake to do so, she broke the kiss and spoke.
“A-Angelus…please unchain me. I want t-to touch you…”
Lifting himself off her body, he looked down her with his trademark smirk fully in place. “Buffy, Buffy, Buffy. Do my ears deceive me or did I actually hear you speak?”
This time she stayed completely silent and knew that she had made a mistake in deciding to voice her thoughts.
“Aww, cat got your tongue now?” He asked sarcastically.
She shivered when she saw him raise up onto his knees and kneel over her but a couple of seconds later she felt him unlocking the chains and then gently easing her arms down to her sides, rubbing each one in turn to get the circulation back.
“But since you asked so nicely…” he trailed off as he leaned down and covered her lips with his. To show her appreciation, she immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down further on top of her while her mouth devoured his.
Sensing she wanted to say something, he said, “You can speak.”
“I, uh, just wanted to say thanks.”
“I’m sure you can thank me in much better ways than just using your voice to do it,” he replied as his hands wandered down her body and he slid two fingers deep inside of her.
Spike watched the couple on the bed from his position by the dresser. He watched his Sire lick and suck on the Slayer’s pointy little nipples while his fingers pumped inside her pussy. The hot little blonde’s hips were moving in a frenzy and matching his thrusts while one hand gripped the pillow behind her and the other ran through his hair. He knew this was all about the two of them—hell, when wasn’t it, but he couldn’t help being entranced by them all the same.
Carrying the tray over to the bed, he placed it on the nightstand before picking up one of the glasses of champagne and downing it in one. He’d much rather have a glass of Jack Daniels but this would have to do. Coughing to clear his throat and also to interrupt the two of them, he watched as they both turned angry eyes on him but he merely grinned in response.
Knowing she would disapprove, Angelus removed his fingers from her slick entrance and when she opened her mouth to object, he thrust them into her mouth and watched her suck her own juices from them. Sliding the digits out of her mouth, he placed them into his own and tasted the lingering flavour for himself. Keeping his eyes on hers, he watched them darken at his actions.
“Still hungry?” Spike asked and picking up the tray again, he placed it on the bed beside her.
Buffy saw that one bowl contained plump, juicy strawberries while the other two contained whipped cream and melted chocolate. They looked so good and her stomach rumbled with hunger. Reaching out to pick up a strawberry, her hand was swatted away by Spike’s.
“Now did we say you could just help yourself?”
She shook her head and watched as he picked up one of the strawberries and dipped it into the cream. “Open wide,” he told her as he brought the berry up to her lips.
Biting down on the juicy fruit, Buffy savoured it’s delicious taste and as she finished that one, she watched the blonde vamp pick up another one but this time he dipped it into the melted chocolate. This one tasted even better than the first and before she knew it, she’d eaten several of them. When she saw Angelus reach over and pick one up, she watched him curiously to see what he would do. Instead of dipping it into the chocolate or cream, his hand disappeared between her legs and he slid the fruit against her folds before bringing it up to her own mouth. Her eyes fixed on his as she leaned forward slightly and bit down on the fruit covered with her own essence and she made a show of enjoying it knowing that he was watching her closely.
The next time Angelus did it, he placed the fruit between his lips and then crawled between her legs and slid the berry back and forth against her dripping wet pussy. He then made his way up her sweat-slicked body and placing his mouth over hers, he dropped the fruit into it and watched her suck the moisture off before eating it.
Watching the scene before him had Spike practically ripping his pants off and standing before them completely nude. His hand curled around his cock and he pumped it back and forth several times until Buffy reached out and placed her hand over his and they worked him together.
While they did that, Angelus removed his own pants and giving Spike a look, he watched his childe pull the Slayer’s hand away from him even though he knew it was the last thing he wanted. Taking Buffy’s hand in his, Angelus pulled her forward and watched as Spike got onto the bed, laying on his back, his cock proudly pointing skywards.
Turning her in his arms so that her back was to his chest, he leaned forward and tossing her golden mane to one side, he whispered into her ear. “Ride him, Buff.” Seeing her hesitate, he urged her forward and then watched as she sat astride Spike’s waist. He heard them hiss in obvious pleasure at the first penetration and then saw her place her hands on his chest and begin her movements.
Giving her a few moments to adjust, he then picked up a bottle that was beside him and after uncapping it, he poured some of the lubricant into his hand and applied it to his cock. Moving into position behind her, he placed his hands on the center of her back and gestured for her to lean further forward which she did without question. The touch of his cock at her rosebud had her turning her head to look at him and he gave her a genuine smile. He knew this would be the first time she had experienced anal sex and he wanted it to be something she enjoyed because it wouldn’t be the last time. Soul-Boy wouldn’t ask her to do it but if he made it entirely pleasurable for her, then he knew she’d be the one doing the asking in future.
“Just relax,” he coaxed as he gently pushed inside. Picking up the vibe that he’d used earlier, he switched it on and reaching around her, he circled her clit with it and felt her body tremble. Looking over her shoulder, he saw Spike’s hands playing with her breasts which he knew were adding to the sensations she was experiencing. His free arm was wrapped around her front just above her stomach and he began a series of slow thrusts. Her muscles were more relaxed than at the start but she was still incredibly tight and he knew it wouldn’t be too long before he shot his load. He and Spike worked out a rhythm so that when he pulled back, the blonde vamp thrust in and he could feel his cock through the thin membrane separating the two channels.
Buffy didn’t care if she was breaking any rules; she was moaning, groaning and screaming at the tumultuous sensations coursing through her body. She felt so full with two cocks pumping deep inside of her plus there was the delicious sensation of the vibe sending jolts of pure bliss through her pleasure center, not to mention Spike’s nimble fingers pinching and pulling on her nipples. There was something missing though and turning her head to the side, she looked at Angelus before kissing him. When she drew back from him she was panting but she managed to whisper, “Bite me,” and a split-second later, his features morphed and his fangs penetrated her scar.
As Angelus drank down the delicious elixir of her Slayer blood, he savoured the feel of her tight ass squeezing his cock and not being able to take it anymore, he spilled his cold seed deep inside of her. Retracting his fangs from her throat, he continued pumping into her until he slipped from her body and turning up the speed on the vibe, he watched her shatter around Spike’s cock as she came over and over again. A moment later, the blonde vampire exploded into orgasm and he screamed a plethora of obscenities.
Pulling her away from Spike, Angelus wrapped her in his embrace and kissed her hard and deep. Keeping his eyes open, he glared at his childe and made it clear he was done sharing.
Before getting out of bed, Spike gave Angelus the finger and the dark haired vampire merely smirked at him. Once he had left the room, he gently eased Buffy backwards onto the bed so that he was laying on top of her. Reluctantly, he broke their kiss and after getting up from the bed himself, he picked her up into his arms and carried her into the en suite bathroom.
“Wh-what? Where’s Spike?”
“Gone,” he told her as he placed her down so she was standing beside him. Reaching into the glass shower cubicle, he turned the handle and waited a moment or two for the water to heat up. After testing the temperature was satisfactory, he gestured for her to get in and he followed behind her. He squeezed some shower gel onto a washcloth and began washing every inch of her body. While he had been willing to use Spike in teaching her a lesson, there was no way he was going to fuck her while she still bore his childe’s scent and seed.
Buffy sighed at Angelus’ ministrations and squeezing some of the gel into her hands, she rubbed them together and created a nice creamy lather before running her hands all over him.
When he was satisfied that she was thoroughly clean, he placed his hands on her hips and hoisted her up, pinning her against the tiled wall of the shower before thrusting his cock deep inside of her pussy.
“Oh…oh yes…yessss…” she cried as she felt his thickness filling her completely. Knowing that he had already cum that night, she knew that this would go on for some time and wrapping her arms around his neck, she met him thrust for thrust.
“You’re mine…MINE!” He growled before seizing her lips with his in a fiery kiss.
“And you’re mine,” she told him just as vehemently as she squeezed her vaginal muscles around his cock. Repeating that action a few more times had him thrusting harder and faster and shifting his position slightly brought his pubic bone into direct contact with her clit on each down stroke which had her screaming with pleasure.
Buffy’s fingernails dug into his shoulders and tilting her head to one side and bearing her neck to him, she silently begged him to bite her which he did. The first prick of his fangs caused her to suddenly explode and it felt like fireworks were going off behind her eyelids. Her orgasm triggered his and once again, his cold seed bathed her insides.
They held each other tightly as their mouths licked and sucked at each other’s and feeling the water turning colder, they quickly washed up again before stepping out of the shower and wrapping themselves in warm fluffy towels.
When they re-entered the bedroom, Buffy was about to climb back onto the bed when his voice told her otherwise.
“Let’s go back upstairs?”
“Um…why?”
“Because I’m not going to sleep with you in the bed where you just fucked Spike.”
“B-but you...”
“But I what, Buff? Just ‘cos I shared you with him this once doesn’t mean it’s gonna happen again. I told you, you’re mine. And I’m not gonna get into that bed with you when it smells of your coupling.”
Walking over to him, she wrapped her arms around his waist and raising up on her tiptoes, she kissed him. “Okay. And just so you know, you’re the only one I want.”
“That’s not exactly true,” he told her with a wry grin. “Aren’t you forgetting Angel?”
“No,” she quickly replied. “He was included in that statement. As far as I’m concerned, you’re two halves of the same coin and I think of you as the same person; just that one of you has a naughtier, more wicked side.”
“Is that so?” Lowering his head, he kissed her again and bending down a little, he slid his arms around the back of her knees and scooped her up into his arms. “Well, let me show you more of my more wicked side,” he said as he carried her back upstairs to Angel’s apartment.
There were many more things he had to show her before Soul-Boy made a reappearance.
Fin