Spike.

This was the first night Buffy had brought me back to her house, we'd

become lovers shortly after Willow had brought her back from the dead.

Or rather, in my opinion we had become lovers. Buffy herself still

didn't accept that I could even be in love and she refused to admit

that she felt anything for me at all. But here I am in the slayers

bed with the slayer on all fours in front of me, handcuffed to the

bedframe while I slide two fingers into her slick pussy.

"Bloody hell," I say, as I feel how wet and hot she is.

"Don't talk, just fuck me Spike." Buffy says, pushing back against

my probing fingers.

Shit, I still can't believe I'm doing this. Here I am with what's

probably the only human on earth I can sink my teeth into without my

head exploding, but instead all I want to do is sink my cock into her

tight little cunt. By now my dicks is stiffer than Giles upper lip, so

I pull my fingers out of Buffy's pussy and lick them clean. I rub the

end of my cock along Buffy's juicy snatch and then ease the tip between

her outer lips.

"Ohhh, don't fucking tease me." Buffy moans "Ram it up me Spike. Fuck

me hard."

I give her what she wants and my dick deep into her vagina and

start thrusting hard. Buffy's gripping the brass bars of the bedframe

with her manacled hands. I stand up. Lifting the slayers body clear

of the bed, so it looks like we're having a wheelbarrow race. Harder

and harder I fuck her till she's grunting with each inward stroke.

Suddenly the door flies open and Dawn bursts into the room.

"Wake up you lazy...." Dawn trails off, staring open mouthed at us.

"Ah, Dawn. This isn't what it looks like." I babble, at a loss for

words.

"It looks like you've chained my sister to the bed and you're fucking

her." Dawn says calmly.

"Well, I guess it is what it looks like then." I concede.