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britany1997 · 2 months

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Good girl

Spike x Fem Reader

I’ve been meaning to do this for a while. Spike just gives brat tamer to me because of season sex six, and with a human I feel like he’d be even more intense (he would love the power imbalance). Hope y’all enjoy!

Warnings: a little predator/prey, sub/dom dynamics, brat/brat taming, a little pet play, fingering, oral sex, p n v sex, a little blood drinking, a little praise, cream pie

You felt the bass thumping in your chest as you maneuvered through The Bronze’s Friday night crowd.

You reached your table, leaning against it and swirling your drink with a bored sigh. You hated going to the club alone.

Out of the corner of your eye you saw a flash of black slip under the staircase. You smirked to yourself, you wouldn’t be alone much longer.

You hummed, grabbing your coat to step outside for “some fresh air.”

You wandered aimlessly, slipping a smoke out of your pocket and lighting it up. You were about to bring it to your lips when you felt a hand snake around your waist and pull you into a firm chest.

Another hand appeared to steal the cigarette out of your grasp. You turned to see Spike bring it to his lips.

He tsked at you, “naughty pet, don’t you know these are bad for your health?”

“They’re not mine,” you smirked, “I just hold ‘em for my boyfriend. But you know, he makes ‘em look so good I had to try.”

“Yeah love? Want to try?” He grasped your chin in his hand before taking a drag. “Open up pet.”

Your lips parted and his mouth enveloped yours in a possessive kiss. He exhaled, filling your mouth with smoke. When he finished, he released you, but not without nipping at your lip. His lip.

“Such a dirty mouth love,” he growled, “think we’d better go wash it out yeah?”

You mock pouted, “well I don’t know, should I go home with a big bad vampire like you?” Your fingers danced up his chest, “isn’t that sort of…dangerous?”

A laugh rumbled through his chest, “not if you’re good.” He leaned in to whisper in your ear, “are you a good girl pet?”

You bit your lip, fighting a smile, “oh I’m terrible.”

He pulled back a bit, sighing for show, “don’t worry pet, I can fuck that right out of you.”

Spike led you through the opening of his cave before grabbing a pillow and throwing it to the ground, “for your knees love.”

You huffed a laugh, “how considerate.”

“It is considerate,” he said plainly, “now kneel.”

As you did, you watched him pull a nail file from his bedside table. You snorted. “You’re gonna do your nails?” your eyebrow raised.

He strolled over to you, placing the nail file down next to him as he began to unbuckle his belt with one hand. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it,” he tapped your forehead. “Worry about that nasty ashtray mouth of yours. Say ahh.”

You shivered, “ahh.” He ran one hand through your hair as he finished freeing himself from his jeans with the other. “Good, stay like that.”

He entered your mouth, grabbing the back of your head and pressing you forward to take him. You moaned around him and went to grab his hips, but he slapped your hands away.

“Did I say you could touch?”

You whimpered and let your hands fall, gripping the pillow you were knelt on instead.

“That’s better,” he began to move in a steady rhythm, his cock pushing deeper with every thrust.

After a minute or two, he let his hand fall away from your head and picked up his file. While he fucked your face, he began to file his nails.

Your eyes narrowed.

He thrusted forcefully, causing you to gag a bit. “Good girls don’t scowl,” he scolded.

“Sorry,” you said, the apology muffled by his cock down your throat.

He sighed, “good girls don’t talk with their mouth full.”

You fought the urge to rolls your eyes and hollowed out your cheeks instead. A moan fell from Spike’s lips. “That’s more like it.”

He put down the file and gripped your head again. He began to move it back and forth, sliding your mouth up and down his cock.

“Swallow for me love,” he groaned as he came down your throat.

You obeyed, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand when you finished.

Spike smirked, admiring the sight of you kneeling, his cum dripping from your perfect lips.

He reached over to caress your cheek. “Take your clothes off for me, then sit on the bed pet,” he tells you.

You begin to slouch off each article of clothing as slow as humanly possible, teasing your vampire lover. Spike smirks, amused by your antics. He moves to squeeze your bare hip. “Don’t push your luck pet, you were doing so well.”

With feral determination, he rips the rest of your clothes off before pushing you back onto the bed.

You gasp as your core grows slick with wetness. You bite your lip as he kneels in front of you, wedging himself between your knees.

“Say you’re mine,” he orders, his tone coated with lust.

“First, why don’t you tell me why nail care was more important than watching me suck you off,” you teased, giving him the taste of defiance you knew he’d love to snuff out of you.

“Was so I could do this love,” he said as he sunk two fingers into your core. You gasped, tears springing to the corners of your eyes.

Spike smirked as he curled his fingers, searching for the spongey spot inside you. Your eyes rolled back into your head when he brushed against it.

“Think you need more love,” he whispered as he began circling your clit with his thumb. You let out an embarrassingly loud moan.

“That feel good pet? Make you wanna be a good girl for me now?”

You nodded, whimpering, desperate for just a little more.

He leaned in, fingers still stroking deep inside you. “Then tell me you’re mine.”

He’d won and you knew it. “I’m yours,” you moaned.

“My what?”

“Your human.”

“What else,” his fingers sped up as they flicked over your clit, almost vibrating.

“Your pet!” You moaned.

“Good girl,” he growled as he sunk his teeth into your neck.

The pleasure from his fingers and the pain from his teeth pushed you over the edge. You screamed his name as you coated his hand.

Spike pulled back from your neck, licking his lips. He then met your glazed doe eyes as he sucked his fingers clean. “God you’re delicious,” he purred, his mouth slick with a mix of cum and blood.

His eyes softened a bit as he took in the sight of you. Your pouty lips whimpering, your eyes wide, your thighs dripping. You were all his.

“Lay back,” he whispered, and you did without a fight.

He smiled down at you, “see how much fun we can have when you behave?”

You whined.

He huffed a laugh before taking your right ankle in his hands. He brought it to his lips, kissing it softly before slipping it over his shoulder. He did the same to your left.

“You’re perfect,” he praised, “and you’re all mine.”

He pressed into you, splitting you open on his cock, making your back arch in pleasure.

His grey eyes bore into yours with possessive affection as you felt him plunge so deep, you swore he was in your stomach.

You began to roll your hips to meet his thrusts, mewling and writhing in ecstasy from his touch.

Spike fucked you deep with long, slow strokes. He pulled almost all the way out of you, letting his tip bump against your clit, before driving back in.

You screamed, feeling familiar pressure building inside you, “can I…” you trailed off with a moan.

He smiled down at you fondly, “yes pet, you’ve earned it.”

You let out a blissful sigh as you came all over Spike’s cock.

With a few more quick thrusts he was falling over the edge with a low moan.

He gently slipped your legs off his shoulders and placed them down on the bed before laying down next to you. He wrapped an arm around you and pressed a kiss to your temple.

You smiled, taking his hand and lacing your fingers with his.

He chuckled softly, pulling the blanket up to your shoulders. “I’m yours too,” he told you.

You smiled, mock gasping. “Oh yeah? Big bad creature of the night? All mine?”

He smirked, “you tell anyone, I’ll deny it.”

“No you won’t” you booped his nose.

He rolled his eyes, “No I won’t.”

Spike Taglist (comment to be added)🖤:

@sad-ghost-of-garbage @6lostgirl6 @misslavenderlady @bloodywickedvamp @ghoulgeousimmaculate @anna1306 @arbesa-mind @lostboys1987girl @dwaynesluscioushair @crustyboypix @ria-coolgirl @the-glitter-wizard

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boopsterliv · 8 days

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I need to get back to my Calendiles wip, I miss vampire Ripper :(

#calendiles #wip #buffy the vampire slayer fic #buffy the vampire slayer

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twelverriver · 1 year

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new fuffy fic alert!!! find it here -> ao3

Summary:

Buffy and Faith had been together for a while now. Everyone knew a few simple rules of their relationship: don’t join them on patrol, Faith gets jealous at basically everyone who looks at Buffy, and Buffy enjoys it a lot. It’s probably like their kind of foreplay.

(Don’t ask about it.)

These rules have existed from the moment they began dating. What everyone was previously unaware of, though, was Buffy’s own jealously. Faith’s been working at the Bronze as a bartender and occasionally as a bouncer for a few weeks now, and there’s been this girl showing up the last few nights to talk to Faith. It’s getting weird.

#btvs #buffy the vampire slayer #buffy the vampire slayer fic #fuffy #fuffy fic #my writing

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locke-writes · 2 years

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Repentance

Author: locke-writes

Title: Repentance

Song: North Star - Elle Lexxa, with Rupert Giles For: Anonymous

Rating: T

Word Count: 1,143

Tag List: @multifandomfix / ask to be added

As a child, you'd often read story after story which featured young witches practicing magic to different degrees and for different purposes. At first you'd believed that magic was just something written about in books not something that could exist in the real world and certainly not something that you could learn to do yourself. It wasn't until you were older sifting through books on witches in the public library that you'd stumbled upon a page of a spell book someone had slipped in between the pages.

It was a simple spell, one in which anyone could master but would take a few tries at first in order to be successful. A spell which would allow any desired plant to bloom, simple and effective. After a few attempts the flower began to bloom before your eyes and there was a sense of accomplishment that filled you, making you want more magic, more spells to conquer.

Soon enough you were scouring the libraries for spell books, in Sunnydale or nearby towns, wherever there might be a whisper of magic or covens. Never had you thought that there would be more than witches in the world but as you read, as you researched, an entire world filled with the supernatural, opened up before you. Demons, vampires, any creature that once had been considered mythical was brought forth into existence for you. Spells and incantations were used only when necessary, there were certain ones that you'd only read up on but dared not practice. Spells that you couldn't ever imagine helping anyone or anything although you knew that in some way, shape, or form, there would be a person out in the world finding its horrific use.

You read on and on, studied magic as well as regular school work. Graduated high school, college, and returned to Sunnydale. Giles knew the makings of a witch when he saw one, it wasn't hard to see, wasn't hard to notice. Especially now of course, especially with Willow beginning her own practicing of witchcraft. For you, when you were younger and just starting out, magic seemed like science. This was the only comparison you could make and perhaps the only reason that you ended up teaching science in the first place.

While you couldn't confirm what relationship Giles had to the supernatural or the paranormal or whatever anyone wanted to refer to it as, you knew he was watching you. He was a librarian, what interest could he have had in entering your classroom during your classes, what interest could he have in a biology lesson. Certainly the knowledge of the structure of a motor neuron was not of any personal interest to him. He watched you and you dared not confront him, dared not let him know that you were aware of his suspicions.

He watched you, watched and waited for any sort of sign that what he suspected was true. But there was no doubt that he was watching you, and Giles knew that he had stumbled, knew there was some lack of obliviousness, knew that you were on to him. Entranced may have been the word he would use for how you made him feel, entrancing is what you were to him.

Watching him, knowing that he was there, you wanted to use magic. You wanted to whisper a spell, even the simplest of one just to show that he wasn't wrong, that he wasn't mistaking anything he had found out or witnessed regarding you. You wanted to slip up except there was no amount of caution that would break, there was no way you were going to expose the secret which needed to stay as such.

Sunnydale often has other ideas. Giles was afraid he'd misjudged even though Willow had also seen the same signs. She was a powerful witch in her own rite but even then there was no telling what spells would be needed in order to capture the demon that had been found roaming free. Buffy could fight, that much was true, but this was something that she couldn't do all on her own this time, there was too great a risk.

Part of you know what he was going to ask before the words were out of his mouth and the other part of you wished that you'd be wrong. There wasn't an exact idea of what he was going to ask you to face when you thought about this moment. Now that it was here, even when Giles promised to keep you as well as everyone involved safe, you still felt a building fear within you. It was terrifying to think that the one thing you've spent years practicing could mean life or death for someone else.

You had to agree though. Without agreeing more people would suffer, more people might die. If there was a way that you could stop it, if there was a way that you could help put an end to the destruction, and in some way teach a young witch, then you would do so. Giles seemed pleased that you had agreed and yet sorrowful that the two of you would be connecting on such a matter.

As soon as the incantation began you felt a fight within you, an overwhelming rage, a binding to the demon that you were meant to defeat. Voices existed beyond you, vague words in the tone of Giles, Buffy, and Willow being the only voice that seemed to echo the same words you spoke. You could see the demon, see Buffy facing it, weapons going to kill. The words spoken faster, louder, a ripping through you in a way that you had never felt before. Searing pain that you were aware of needing to fight through, aware that without the fight you could be lost and so could others.

Time passed in odd ways when you called out the incantation. Had it been hours or days you couldn't tell. All you felt was exhaustion verging into pain as you were connected to the demon, to the ground you chose to sit on, and to the people nearest in the room watching over you. Eyes closed you found that you could see the last moves that had to be made, the last cut of flesh that Buffy took. You watched as the demon collapsed to the ground.

Giles watched as you let out a deep breath, as your eyes shot open. You stood on weak legs, attempting to stand, attempting to get as far away from what had occurred as you could possibly go. Sleep was all that you wanted in that moment, the exhaustion too overwhelming. Giles watched and caught you as you collapsed, whispering softly, quietly so as not to wake you, that he would care for you.

He wondered if you may forgive him when you awoke.

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muffinlance · 10 months

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EMERGENCY FANFIC PROTOCOLS: ACTIVATED

Hey while AO3 is down

Here is a GDrive link to all my downloaded fics (it's OVER 9,000 2,000)

Mostly Avatar, also The Magnus Archives, Danny Phantom, Teen Wolf, and a few others

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...Until next they are needed

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tubesock86 · 9 months

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girlfriends <3

#I wish they would’ve made these three besties :(#I read a fic where that happens so it’s ok I GUESS #spike btvs #spike #anya jenkins #tara maclay #btvs fanart #buffy the vampire slayer #my art!#tubesock86

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one-time-i-dreamt · 11 months

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Instead of reading my story to my creative writing class, I accidentally read them a Buffy the Vampire Slayer slash fic instead.

#dream #text #June 15th 2023 #buffy the vampire slayer #reading #fanfic #fanfiction #fic #fiction #writing #story #writing class #class #school #buffy

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l0veisntbrains · 7 months

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ok hear me out, all human slow burn where they're in the same band. they swear every day to break up the band bc they can't stand each other but it's just unresolved sexual tension

#spuffy #spuffyedit #spikeedit #spike #buffy #btvs #btvsedit #spuffy fanfic #fic prompt #buffy the vampire slayer #buffy summers #spuffy manips #manips #*#yes my new hobby is turning avril lavigne into buffy summers

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singwith-love-at-our-throats · 3 months

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nothing safe is worth the drive (follow you home) by @yoursummerfrost is all finished and bound!!

#Buffy and spike are so soft towards each other in this one 🥺🥺#ultimate comfort fic #i love this one so much #I have bound 8 spuffy fics now!!#working towards having a whole bookcase full eventually 🤣🤣#buffy the vampire slayer #btvs #spuffy #spike btvs #buffy x spike #spuffy fanfic #fan fiction #book binding #Summerfrost #buffy

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britany1997 · 1 month

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Cat and Mouse

Hope y’all love this! Comment to be added to my Spike Taglist:)

Spike x fem reader slayer

Warnings: SMUT minors DNI, predator x prey (sort of), roleplay, lotsssss of foreplay and a little bit of smut, cunnilingus, biting (duh), blood drinking (also duh), I think that’s it

You ran through the depths of Spike’s cave, desperately searching for a way out.

The tunnels seemed to wind on forever, and every turn seemed to lead you to a dead end. You feared it was only a matter of time before you met your own end.

As you raced down another tunnel, fear crept into your heart when you found yet another cold cave wall. A whispered “no” fizzled from your lips.

“Bad luck pet,” you tensed as a familiar voice purred from behind you.

In a flash, your back was pressed into the wall, held in place by the forearm of the most despicable vampire you knew, Spike.

You scowled down at him, your eyes full of ire.

Spike returned your scowl with a smirk. He leaned in to whisper in your ear. “I will know your blood, Slayer. I will make your neck my chalice... and drink deep.”

Your hateful expression melted to one of amusement.

“Did you script this?”

He glared at you, “you’re not supposed to break character.”

That was a yes.

The corner of your lip pulled up slightly, but you suppressed it before you could smile. Spike had obviously put a lot of thought into your little game, you’d hate to ruin it for him.

“In your dreams bloodsucker,” you bit back, pushing Spike off of you and into the cave wall across from you.

His smile was catlike as he brushed rubble off his clothes.

“Yes pet, exactly.” He grabbed your hand and yanked you towards him, “now tell me, do you dream of me too?”

You threw him off you, pulling your stake from its holster. “I dream of the day I can drive this through your hollow chest.”

He mock pouted. “You wound me love, who’ll you play with when I’m a pile of dust?”

You scoffed, moving forward to press the point of the stake into his chest, “vamps like you are a dime a dozen.”

“You’re half right pet,” he smirked, “Sunnydale may be overrun with vampires…”

In a flash he grabbed your wrist, wrestling the stake to the ground and maneuvering you against his chest, “…but there’s no one quite like me.”

Your thighs clenched as he slowly licked along your neck.

Spike had carried you out from his tunnel network, and into the bedroom area of his cave.

He threw you onto the bed before crawling over you, “your mine slayer,” he said as his lips moved to capture yours.

“Wait.”

He groaned, “what??”

Your eyes narrowed. “You catch me, ‘the super powerful, only slayer in all the world…’”

He nodded.

You pursed your lips, moving off the bed to think.

“That kinda makes it seem like you win.”

You could have sworn if he had any blood it would have rushed to his cheeks.

“Win?” He asked, laughing nervously. “You must be- no. Win? What?”

You crossed your arms.

He sighed, “can you just get on the bed.”

“Mhmm,” your finger reached out to caress his chin. “Since you’re the big, bad, strong vampire that defeats me, shouldn’t you be able to…you know, take me?”

He groaned, “believe me love I am trying.”

You giggled, “you know that’s not what I meant.”

He pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger. You cleared your throat to suppress your laughing.

He looked up, “can’t you win next time?”

You smiled, “ok Spikey.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he grumbled as he picked you up and spun you around, making soft giggles fall from your lips.

“Oh no! The evil vampire has captured me again! Whatever shall I do now?” You threw your arm over your forehead dramatically.

He rolled his eyes, but smiled. “No stakes left, no friends around to save you slayer?”

You raised an eyebrow, “hmm guess I’ll have to resort to your methods,” you sunk your teeth into the skin of his neck.

“Oh fuck love.” he moaned, gripping your hair and pulling gently.

You sucked the skin of his neck between your teeth. God you hoped vampires could still bruise.

The hand not currently tangled in your hair slid to your waist, pulling you closer and squeezing.

When you finally pulled away, Spike’s eyes were practically all black. He was dripping with desire.

“My turn,” he pushed you back, pressing you into the mattress and letting his teeth sink into the familiar spot where your shoulder met your neck.

You let out a breathy mew and wrapped your legs around his waist as he drank.

“Mmm slayer,” he purred into your shoulder, “you’re too sweet to drink dry…I’d rather keep you instead.”

You bit your lip and rolled your hips, grinding against him. “What are you going to do with me?” You forced a scared look onto your face.

He lifted his head from your neck to peer down at you, “what I always do pet…” he paused, “make you scream.”

You couldn’t help it. You crashed your lips into his in a searing kiss. “Well then hurry up already,” you teased.

He smirked as he tore your clothes off, prompting a gasp to fall from your lips. “So impatient,” he teased back.

He tossed the remains of your clothes to the side and kneeled between your legs.

“You’ve got the prettiest cunt love,” he sighed wistfully.

Your ran your fingers through his hair, before pulling him in closer with a bit of slayer strength. “Yeah? Bet it tastes even better.”

His hand snaked around your leg as he leaned in to nip at your thigh. “Mmm I bet it does.”

He gently parted your legs further. He pressed soft kisses to each thigh, before leaning in to kiss your lower stomach.

You whimpered, desperate for more. “Enough teasing,” you grit through your teeth.

He chuckled as he moved to lick softly at your clit. As you did your hands threaded through his hair once more.

Spike, encouraged by your response, sealed his lips around your clit and began to suck. His eyes fluttering closed as he felt your thighs shake around his head.

Spike’s hands came up to hold your hips, and squeezed as he licked and sucked.

When you felt yourself getting close to the edge, his tongue licked a stripe upwards before laving at your clit, desperate to make feel you release into his mouth.

You screamed his name as you coated his face, causing him to moan in approval.

He left soft kisses on your thighs as he licked them clean, before crawling into bed beside you.

You hummed as he wrapped himself around you from behind, his head fitting into the crook of your neck. “You were right,”

“Right about what?” he asked as he planted a kiss on your cheek.

“There’s no one quite like you,” you turned to beam up at him.

He smiled back at you, stroking your cheek. Then his gaze turned sinister. “Just wait until round two slayer.”

You smirked. Your night had just begun.

Note: yes that’s an actual Buffy quote about him making reader’s neck his chalice lmao

Spike Taglist🦇:

@sad-ghost-of-garbage @6lostgirl6 @misslavenderlady @bloodywickedvamp @crustyboypix @dwaynesluscioushair @lostboys1987girl @anna1306 @arbesa-mind @ria-coolgirl @the-glitter-wizard

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boopsterliv · 19 days

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Hello my fellow Calendiles fans, I’m writing an enemies to lovers fic atm with an evil vampire Ripper, if you’re interested please take a look, okay bye!

#calendiles #calendiles fanfic #buffy the vampire slayer #buffy the vampire slayer fic

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comradesummers · 6 months

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i just want buffy to be happy! also my favorite episodes, storylines and seasons are all the ones where she's really sad.

#perhaps good stories need conflict #but also i would watch the shit out of a season where nothing happens and buffy goes to therapy #incidentally if you know of a fic with that premise please send it to me #buffy summers #btvs #buffy the vampire slayer

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jasmancer · 11 months

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BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME.

wanted to do some pulp horror novel style art for my btvs fic splinter which is making me insane. click for hq!!

#btvs #kendra young #drusilla #drusilla btvs #buffy the vampire slayer #btvs fanart #my art #hi writing this fic is making me insane :) I've drafted quite a few chapters but I'm polishing ch3 for posting rn #kendra btvs #bianca lawson #juliet landau #splinter tag

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queenqunari · 3 months

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Reading a Spuffy fic that takes place during season 4 and getting to the chapter about R*ley’s behavior

#I’m not normally one for bashing characters/ships #but I have yet to meet a person who actually likes r*ley #if you like him that’s fine but it’s just really funny how he’s dealt with in spuffy fics #spuffy #btvs #buffy the vampire slayer #buffy summers #spike btvs #anti riley finn

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five-bi-five-mind · 10 months

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Corruptible

Fandom: Buffy The Vampire Slayer

Pairing: Faith Lehane x fem!r

Genre: Smut

Words: 2.8k+

Summary: Faith can’t help but want to corrupt you… just a little. She was practically hooked on you and when she got that itch… well she would only have one thing on her mind until it was scratched.

Warnings: dom/sub dynamics; overstimulation; strap-on use (r receiving); top!Faith, bottom!r; rough sex; choking; a lil innocence kink…

A/N: Just a short little smut fic of Faith being... well you know... Faith. Hope y'all enjoy. The Dru one will be next and then I might focus more on the actually more serious, angsty Faith fic.

Faith was feeling cooped up. It really wasn’t her jam to be sitting around like this. Her time of sitting around doing research on whatever big bad was lurking had been long over. She hasn’t done this shit since she was part of the misguided Scooby gang. But here she was, pretending to pour over books while you sat on the other side of her tiny studio apartment. How did she get pulled into this?

Oh yeah, she bumped into you two minutes before becoming a demon’s midnight snack and immediately she was smitten. Of course, she had to go and fall for a softy with a heart to help the helpless. And, of course, when you found out about Faith’s slayer status you were eager to be her useful little sidekick.

You were also a worrier though. So, that made Faith go along with your little plans. Something about being more prepared, finding weakness faster than just throwing everything at it… blah blah blah… Honestly Faith zoned out about that conversation and instead focused on how nice your tits looked that day. She did that kind of often. It wasn’t that she didn’t value what you said. She really did. It was just that you were so endearing when you were passionate about something and it made Faith’s mind wander.

Like now for instance. You were sprawled out on the floor, very focused on whatever it was you were reading. Faith was again paying attention to anything but the monster at hand. Currently, she thought about how innocent and unsuspecting you looked as you scanned the pages in front of you. It made the wheels in Faith’s mind start turning it.

It was always when you looked particularly small and adorable that got Faith going. She had this weird, maybe slightly twisted need to corrupt you just a little bit. But not in an evil way. No, she’s been there, that's the past. This was in an almost… animalistic way.

So an idea came to her. Abruptly, Faith shot up from her spot. You watched as she dug for something under the bed. She purposely shielded whatever she was grabbing from view and scurried into the bathroom.

You stared at the door for a moment, shrugging it off when she didn’t come out quickly enough to keep your attention. Your eyes went back to the books in front of you, dutifully trying to sleuth out this demon’s origins and weak points.

A moment later, the bathroom door opened again and your eyes went up to glance at Faith. She had the perfect poker face on, but still something told you she was up to something.

She plopped down on the bed and started to grin down at you. This had your full attention now.

“Let’s take a break, babe,” She said with a hint of excitement in her tone.

“Okay…” you said hesitantly. “And do what?” She was definitely up to something.

“Well first you could strip for me.”

You immediately blushed at that, your eyes bugging out of your head. “Faith!” You exclaimed, jumping to your feet. “We’ve got serious work to do!”

“Yeah, yeah,” Faith rolled her eyes teasingly. “But baby, I’ve got that… itch.”

Of course she did. She was practically useless in terms of brain work until she fixed that little problem. Faith warned you up front that she had a pretty strong libido. She said it was probably a slayer thing. You thought it was really just a Faith thing.

“Please, baby?” She broke you out of your thoughts. The way she was looking at you was already breaking your resolve. She had her lip between her teeth and was giving you those hungry eyes that already had you weak at the knees.

“I guess we have been going for a while…”

“That’s right, babe. Time for a break.” She leaned forward where she sat, the anticipation of what was to come already had her body buzzing. “Now, give us a show?”

Your face flushed even more at this, but you rolled your eyes to play it off. You were still going to give her what she wanted, you just didn’t know how much of a show that would be.

For whatever reason, your hands went to your jeans first. Popping the button of them before moving to the zipper, you noticed the way Faith watched your every move. You shimmied out of them slowly until they fell to the ground and you stepped out of them. Then you did the same with your panties. Your hands went to your shirt and started to tug up, but then you saw Faith’s hand shoot out in a stop motion.

“Wait!” Faith interrupted. “Leave it on.” There was something about the image in front of her that had her eager to just grab you and throw you on the bed. It was her shirt you were wearing, after all. So, to see you in just her shirt and nothing else had her feeling more and more keyed up by the second.

You shifted where you stood. Not entirely sure what you were waiting for. Faith, on the other hand, enjoyed the way you squirmed under her gaze. She also loved the way you were waiting for her to give you your next order. The way she already had you a little bit in tune with her, trained to be good for her. She could feel the wetness flood between her legs where she sat.

“What next?” You asked impatiently, feeling very exposed, despite still being half dressed.

Faith’s smirk just grew as she looked you up and down. What she had planned next was going to get a reaction out of you, she was sure of it. She could almost picture it, and she couldn’t wait for it to come to fruition.

“Now…” she started. “You’re gonna come here, princess and do as you’re told.” Faith gave you a devilish smile. Her hands went to her belt. Your eyes were glued to the way she slowly undid it and then began to pop the button of her jeans. Then your gaze went a little lower. How did you miss the slight bulge in her pants?

Faith’s eyes never left your face though. She was wearing a cocky smirk as she watched your cheeks slowly flush when she began to pull out the toy she had hidden. She let you take it in for a second, your eyes widening as you realized that must have been what she scurried to the bathroom to put on. Of course she would want to shock you with it. That was something so… just so Faith. She loved the way she’d get you flustered and she was doing a damn good job of it right now.

Faith slapped both her legs. The sound caused you to jump and break your dazed stare at the toy between her legs. “So, c’mere.” Faith’s hands planted on the bed as she leaned back a little. “Ride my cock.”

You blanched. Your eyes went from her face to the strap-on and back up. You’d never done that before.

With hesitant steps you approached where Faith was perched on bed. Again you looked at the toy between her legs before looking back up into her eyes. Her pupils were totally blown and she licked her lips as she watched you slowly start to mount her.

“That’s it,” She purred as she watched you line the toy up with your entrance. “Good girl.”

Her words instantly sent a flush to your cheeks, but still you focused on the task at hand. You slowly let yourself inch down on it. It wasn’t fast enough for Faith though.

In a flash her hands were on your thighs. She simultaneously pressed your body down and thrust her hips up, fully sheathing the toy inside you. You let out a strangled cry at the feeling of being so filled by her, but you also felt instant pleasure with the way she rolled her hips a second later.

It didn’t take long for you to do the same, rocking yourself into Faith to match her motions. One of her arms hooked around your body as she fucked up into you while the other moved behind her to keep her balanced.

She had ordered you to ride her, but really it was her movements that had you bouncing up and down on her lap. You were just doing your best to keep up with her, your hands gripping fistfuls of her tank top to keep yourself upright and grounded.

Faith had that cocky grin on her face the whole time. Watching you moan and whine on top of her gave her a sense of pride and even power that slaying never quite did. It was something about having you so completely like this, her cock buried deep inside you, making you do the filthiest things without a peep of protest that made her feel like that. No one else could do that, but her. So as you began to shake on top of her, signaling your impending release, something primal took over her.

With her hold on you, she had you flipped with your back hitting the mattress hard in two seconds. With a growl, she started pumping herself into you with what you could only describe as slayer speed. Your hands still held fistfuls of her shirt as she fucked you to your edge. You let out a long whine and your body shuttered as you came around her cock, but she didn’t even slow down.

Instead, she grabbed your legs and pushed them up until your knees practically hit your chest, allowing her to pump deeper inside you. At this point you couldn’t stop yourself from constantly moaning. The way Faith hit deeper inside you than any time before and the fact that you haven’t even come down from your orgasm was making you lose total control of yourself.

Faith, meanwhile, was grunting on top of you. It was like she was in a total trance as she fucked you. Her eyes went from watching between your bodies and being mesmerized by the way her cock disappeared inside you, to watching your face as it twisted in pleasure.

It wasn’t long before you came again, crying out her name as you did. She actually slowed down this time, allowing you to catch your breath.

Her hand glided up your body until it stopped at your throat. She let it rest there, her fingers wrapped around your neck but not applying any pressure. Her head cocked to the side as she stared down at you.

“Why is it,” She began breathlessly, “that I can never get enough of you. Is this what it feels like for a vampire to crave blood? Only, you know, for me it’s your pussy…”

She was always so crass. But with her cock still buried in you and the way she was licking her lips and looking down at you like a snack… you couldn’t deny all of it, even her words, turned you on all over again.

“I’m not done with you.” She said that more to herself than you, punctuating that with another slow roll of her hips. You groaned and braced your hands on her shoulders, trying to indicate to her to hold up a moment. Words were escaping you though. Not because she was pressing harder on your neck now. No, she still wasn’t cutting off your airway. No, it was because the last orgasm she gave you still left you breathless.

“I just want one more, princess.” It sounded more like a demand than a request, yet you still weakly nodded your consent. Her hips rolled into you again and this time it seemed like she was going to take it slow.

She pulled the toy almost all the way out, taking a breath, while you held your own. Then without warning she snapped her hips, bottoming out again inside you.

You cried out for her again and her hand flexed on your neck. “Yes, fuck, scream for me, baby,” she growled above you as she repeated the action. The control she felt in that moment was almost like a drug. The way you were so helpless underneath her hold gave her such a rush. She literally held your life in her hands, with the way her hand applied just the slightest pressure to make your breaths turn shallow.

But it wasn’t her knowledge of her strength compared to your weakened, fucked out state that made her feel so high right now. It was the fact that you had utter trust in her as she pressed harder. It was such a wild mixture of love and lust that ran through her veins as she picked her pace back up and began fucking you abandon. She would never hurt you, even if she easily could, and you knew that deep down as you let her absolutely ruin you in the filthiest way.

The choked out cry you gave as her hips slammed into you gave her indication to let up a little bit. Her hand left your neck and you took a deep breath before another pathetic moan left your lips at a particular hard thrust from her.

You were a whining, moaning mess and all you could do was turn your head into the pillow and take it. At some point your hands have left her body to grab at the sheets. Your nails dug into the mattress as Faith’s hips met yours in a way you were sure was going to leave bruises.

“I know princess, I know,” Faith grunted from above you as you let out yet another pathetic whine. It was all becoming a little too much, but still it was unbelievably pleasurable. “But you’re taking me so well.”

At this point you thought Faith’s goal was to fuck you absolutely raw. And honestly, she thought about it, but she needed you in one piece for when she inevitably had this same itch to scratch again in the next day or two.

Your face was fully buried in the pillow now and your whole body was shaking. Faith was leaning down to basically attack your neck with her teeth and tongue as she kept fucking you. With a low moan that was muffled by the pillow, you finally came for a third time. Your back arched as she drew the orgasm from you and your knuckles turned white from how hard they were holding onto the bed.

Faith let you ride out the orgasm, slowing to a stop as you came down. She finally pulled out of you after a moment, practically collapsing on top of you as she did.

She honestly wasn’t even exhausted though. Not even a little tired. She could go all night if you could take it. But you were still so fragile, so new to her slayer strength that she didn’t want to push you to your limit yet. Just strengthen your endurance a little… So instead, she willed herself to calm down and pulled you into her arms.

You were still out of breath as your head pressed to her chest. She was also breathing hard, her excitement still not quite quelled. If she kept going she was sure she would break you, and that was something she swore she would never do.

She wanted to ruin you, sure. But she planned to do that over and over again for as long as you’d let her. That meant she obviously had to make sure she left you in one piece after practically fucking your brains out.

You nuzzled into her as your breathing relaxed. It was this part of the night that she wasn’t used to yet. The softness that came with you being hers. She didn’t mind it though. Fuck like an animal and love like… well whatever this was. Gently. Delicately. Faith hadn’t adjusted to it yet, but she would get there.

Her strong arms folded around you and tightened slightly. You hummed in appreciation for that small act of affection.

Having your naked body pressed closer to her still had her a little revved up, but she was willing herself to chill out for you. Maybe, she could push it a little more after a bit of rest. Maybe she could convince you for another round. After all, she was still wearing the strap…

A devilish grin spread on her lips again as her hands began to roam your bare body. She was never good at waiting anyways. You looked up at her with such a curious innocent look that had Faith’s heart racing again. Seriously, you couldn’t give her those cute doe eyes. It made her want to corrupt you in the dirtiest ways…

“Just one more, princess, yeah?” She practically purred into your ear.

You gulped, but nodded. Your body was sore and spent but when she gave you that hungry look of hers, how could you say no?

It was a long night and as per true Faith nature… it was not just one more.

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