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The train is back on the tracks!
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essene_backupI wrote more underagedirtywrong Spawn today! Go me!
Sorry for the wait, y'all. I had to get back into the whole thing again (damn SVU).
If you go here it'll bring you back to the beginning of our little demented train ride.
"Hey!" Spike rubbed his head absently and smacked Dawn back lightly on her belly. She giggled.
"I never said that that was the part that hurt." He propped himself up on his knuckles and arm-walked his way up to her face, letting his still hard penis drag along her soft body. He bent down and nuzzled her neck. "We haven't gotten to that part yet, pet." He drew the satin flesh covering her rapidly beating vein into his mouth and massaged it with his tounge. To feast on her would be like drinking the finest wine ever created. He felt the growl building low in his chest and abruptly pulled up and off her and bolted from the bed.
'Od's teeth! What in bloody hell was he doing? Had he completely lost his mind? He looked back at the bed. There she was, looking fey and oh so innocent. Fuck, she was fey and innocent. At least, she had been. He started moving away from the completely naked teenager sitting on his bed.
Dawn got up on soft feet and moved towards him. If he looked, and he was looking, gods help him, he could see the fine network of veins running under her porcelain skin. See them twining up and through her breasts, down her long slender neck, over her supple thighs, around her gently pouting belly. Here lies blood. It was singing to him, sweetly, but, oh so loudly. He twisted his head away from the walking vision.
"I know what you want." She placed a hand on his chest. So small, so warm. Vibrant with life. She wrapped the other tiny hand around his still painfully hard cock. His head raged at the wrong happening here and his inner demon crowed with delight.
He shook his head in vehement denial. "You don't."
"But I do." The slender girl with his cock in her hand leaned in and bit his nipple.
"Oh god." It hissed out.
"You want me to do what you did to me." She placed delicate kisses across his chest to the other nipple and bit it.
"I..." was there an actual thought here somewhere? She had started to move her hand up and down his shaft, lightly, slowly.
"You want me to put it in my mouth." He let his head roll back to the wall and swallowed. Did she just say? And then he didn't have to wonder anymore. A wet, deliriously hot circle was engulfing the head of his penis.
He looked down. She was kneeling, and her liquid eyes were looking up at him, searching for approval. He was lost. He placed one hand on the satin of her head and gave up. It took everything he had not to thrust into that hot, wet mouth. She wasn't good, she had no....technique, but she didn't really need it. The eager way she bobbed her head, the quick glances up at him and the scorching heat of her mouth made up for everything. Soon, he was groaning and twisting his fingers in her hair.
"You've got to move, luv." The words were harsh, and he tried to disengage her small lips from his prick as he felt his balls tighten.
She let him go with a soft pop, "Why?"
He pulled her up to him and kissed her softly. "I was going to come."
She pushed away from him, "Wasn't that the point?" She crossed her arms and looked angrily at him. Soft and sweet to firery vixen in 5 seconds flat.
He couldn't help but smile. "Perhaps, but I don't think you would have liked it."
"How do you know?"
He flashed to the first time Angel had held him down and fucked his mouth, not giving him any room to move, stabbing his throat raw and the thick salty tang that burned on its way down.
"You'll have to trust me."
Narrowing her eyes, Dawn reached down and grabbed his still hard cock, wrapping her fingers securely around it. Spike hissed as her fingers began to move, tugging and rubbing and twisting.
"Dawn, " he began in a harsh whisper.
"Shut up, and listen. I didn't come here just so you could touch me. I mean I came here for that, but I want to touch you too. Do you think I don't know how I taste? How I smell? You can't masturbate every single night and not become a little curious."
She watched with a devlish kind of glee as Spike's nostrils flared and his jaw clenched. Did the bit, truly have any idea what she was saying?
"I've already tasted a little. You're...salty, a bit coppery and sort of ....meaty. I'd like to try more."
Her small hand was flying up and down his length now and he was thrusting into its clenching curve, her words drove him over the edge and he grunted as his semen released.
She kept her eyes on his the whole time, excited by his obvious, helpless reaction to her. She felt the fluid coat her hand. Making sure he was watching her she raised it, examined its creamy appearance, sniffed it and then her tounge darted out and took a long swipe.
Spike grabbed the back of her head and ground his mouth on hers, undmindful of teeth or lips. His tounge swept into her mouth and tangled with hers, leaving her completely breathless and shaking when he drew back.
He picked her up and took her back to the bed.
Sorry for the wait, y'all. I had to get back into the whole thing again (damn SVU).
If you go here it'll bring you back to the beginning of our little demented train ride.
"Hey!" Spike rubbed his head absently and smacked Dawn back lightly on her belly. She giggled.
"I never said that that was the part that hurt." He propped himself up on his knuckles and arm-walked his way up to her face, letting his still hard penis drag along her soft body. He bent down and nuzzled her neck. "We haven't gotten to that part yet, pet." He drew the satin flesh covering her rapidly beating vein into his mouth and massaged it with his tounge. To feast on her would be like drinking the finest wine ever created. He felt the growl building low in his chest and abruptly pulled up and off her and bolted from the bed.
'Od's teeth! What in bloody hell was he doing? Had he completely lost his mind? He looked back at the bed. There she was, looking fey and oh so innocent. Fuck, she was fey and innocent. At least, she had been. He started moving away from the completely naked teenager sitting on his bed.
Dawn got up on soft feet and moved towards him. If he looked, and he was looking, gods help him, he could see the fine network of veins running under her porcelain skin. See them twining up and through her breasts, down her long slender neck, over her supple thighs, around her gently pouting belly. Here lies blood. It was singing to him, sweetly, but, oh so loudly. He twisted his head away from the walking vision.
"I know what you want." She placed a hand on his chest. So small, so warm. Vibrant with life. She wrapped the other tiny hand around his still painfully hard cock. His head raged at the wrong happening here and his inner demon crowed with delight.
He shook his head in vehement denial. "You don't."
"But I do." The slender girl with his cock in her hand leaned in and bit his nipple.
"Oh god." It hissed out.
"You want me to do what you did to me." She placed delicate kisses across his chest to the other nipple and bit it.
"I..." was there an actual thought here somewhere? She had started to move her hand up and down his shaft, lightly, slowly.
"You want me to put it in my mouth." He let his head roll back to the wall and swallowed. Did she just say? And then he didn't have to wonder anymore. A wet, deliriously hot circle was engulfing the head of his penis.
He looked down. She was kneeling, and her liquid eyes were looking up at him, searching for approval. He was lost. He placed one hand on the satin of her head and gave up. It took everything he had not to thrust into that hot, wet mouth. She wasn't good, she had no....technique, but she didn't really need it. The eager way she bobbed her head, the quick glances up at him and the scorching heat of her mouth made up for everything. Soon, he was groaning and twisting his fingers in her hair.
"You've got to move, luv." The words were harsh, and he tried to disengage her small lips from his prick as he felt his balls tighten.
She let him go with a soft pop, "Why?"
He pulled her up to him and kissed her softly. "I was going to come."
She pushed away from him, "Wasn't that the point?" She crossed her arms and looked angrily at him. Soft and sweet to firery vixen in 5 seconds flat.
He couldn't help but smile. "Perhaps, but I don't think you would have liked it."
"How do you know?"
He flashed to the first time Angel had held him down and fucked his mouth, not giving him any room to move, stabbing his throat raw and the thick salty tang that burned on its way down.
"You'll have to trust me."
Narrowing her eyes, Dawn reached down and grabbed his still hard cock, wrapping her fingers securely around it. Spike hissed as her fingers began to move, tugging and rubbing and twisting.
"Dawn, " he began in a harsh whisper.
"Shut up, and listen. I didn't come here just so you could touch me. I mean I came here for that, but I want to touch you too. Do you think I don't know how I taste? How I smell? You can't masturbate every single night and not become a little curious."
She watched with a devlish kind of glee as Spike's nostrils flared and his jaw clenched. Did the bit, truly have any idea what she was saying?
"I've already tasted a little. You're...salty, a bit coppery and sort of ....meaty. I'd like to try more."
Her small hand was flying up and down his length now and he was thrusting into its clenching curve, her words drove him over the edge and he grunted as his semen released.
She kept her eyes on his the whole time, excited by his obvious, helpless reaction to her. She felt the fluid coat her hand. Making sure he was watching her she raised it, examined its creamy appearance, sniffed it and then her tounge darted out and took a long swipe.
Spike grabbed the back of her head and ground his mouth on hers, undmindful of teeth or lips. His tounge swept into her mouth and tangled with hers, leaving her completely breathless and shaking when he drew back.
He picked her up and took her back to the bed.
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Date: 2003-09-06 09:41 pm (UTC)Stupid naked Spawn.
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Date: 2003-09-06 09:50 pm (UTC)Yay for nakedness and sharing.