Part Thirty-five....
Making Love Out of Nothing At All
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"I know just how to whisper
And I know just how to cry
I know just where to find the answers
And I know just how to lie..."
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"I feel all sticky," Buffy announced. "I'm gonna go and
take a shower."
William looked at her, with definite intent. "Can I come
along, too?" he asked politely.
She smiled. "If you promise not to spank me."
"All right," he said, holding up his hands. "I've never been
one to not admit when I've made a mistake. I realize now
that you're not the type of girl one spanks."
Buffy climbed out of bed and headed for the bathroom,
with her lover right on her heels. She gathered up the
various bath gel and shampoo bottles offered by the
hotel, while William spun the knobs on the shower
and adjusted the temperature of the water.
When the shower door clicked closed behind him,
he reached for a bath sponge and the bottle of peach
scented body wash. After squirting a large portion of
the fragrant soap into the sponge, he made Buffy stand
still while he washed her from head to toe.
Although he was all business at the moment, the feeling
of the soft sponge moving over her skin was making the
hot blood rise up in her. But every time she tried to
start something, he pushed her hands away and continued
soaping her up and rinsing her off.
He was so thorough that she began to get impatient.
"You know, we weren't exactly rolling around in the
mud," she reminded him.
He grinned at her. "Sounds like fun," he said, moving her
under the warm spray. His hands slipped up and down
her soap slickened torso, paying careful attention to her
breasts.
~~~~~
"I know just how to fake it
And I know just how to scheme
I know just when to face the truth
And then I know just when to dream.."
~~~~~
Wondering if he was ever going to get down to the
real purpose of taking communal showers, Buffy placed
her hand on his chest and shoved him away.
"I don't need any more help," she said, turning around
and letting the hot water gush over her once more. "I'm clean,
now." She moved past him and started to open the
shower door.
"Where do you think you're going?" he asked, grabbing
her hand off the door latch.
"Out," she said. "I'm as clean as I'm ever gonna get."
He laughed and pulled her back. "Well, I'm not."
"That's your problem," she shrugged. "Grab the soap
and sponge and take care of it."
As hard as she was trying to sound serious, William
could see the little smile that kept appearing and dis-
appearing on her lips.
"Oh, I don't think so," he said sternly, tightening his
arm around her. "You stay right here."
"But I don't want to." She pushed his arm away.
"But I'm telling you to."
"You're not the boss of me," she protested loudly.
"Yes, I am," he replied. "I'm your husband."
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"And I know just where to touch you
And I know just what to prove
I know when to pull you closer
And then I know when to let you loose.."
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"Well," she shrugged. "Sort of."
Taking her by her upper arms, he pulled her naked body
close to his. "There's no 'sort of' about it, Buffy. I AM your
husband...in every way that truly matters."
Buffy swallowed hard, wondering if she was pushing
this too far. He didn't normally mind being teased, but
he also didn't want to be challenged about his place in
her life. She had gotten a dose of THAT reality when he
had turned on Xander and practically ordered him to back
off, then announced to everyone just who he was.
"Maybe," she said softly, unsure exactly what she was
inviting, "I don't want you to be my husband right now.."
He frowned, and his eyes briefly flashed golden anger.
"Maybe," she continued quickly, "right now I want
you to be my...my mate."
Without hesitating, he changed. His eyes became pure
gold, and his features rearranged themselves. When he
parted his lips, she saw the gleam of his fangs as they
descended. When he spoke, his voice was deeper.
"Are you certain this is what you want?" he asked.
Buffy wasn't certain of anything at the moment. But she
had started this and she was going to see it through.
Besides, there was a definite amount of shivery excite-
ment in the notion...in the idea...of being taken by him
this way.
Plus...she knew he would never hurt her, no matter
what incarnation he was in. She had complete faith in
that.
"Yes." She nodded, a little nervously. "I'm...I'm certain.
Really!" she said when he looked skeptical. "I am!"
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"And I know the night is fading
And I know the time's gonna fly
And I'm never gonna tell you
Everything I gotta tell you
But I know I gotta give it a try.."
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"Like living dangerously, do you?" the vampire
queried.
"Oh...not particularly," Buffy replied honestly.
He chuckled. "And yet you're standing there like
Venus on the half shell...tempting and teasing."
"Who me?"
He responded to the question by pushing her
against the tile, pinning her there with his own
body.
Then, to her complete and utter astonishment, he
made a sound she'd never heard him make before.
"Are...are you growling at me?"
Taking a grip on her wet hair, he yanked her head
back and lunged at her exposed throat.
Before she was able to process THAT maneuver,
he bit down just hard enough to break the skin, the
licked away the tiny drop of blood that had surfaced.
That slight infusion of slayer's blood empowered
him even further. He tightened his hold on her and
began to kiss and nuzzle her vulnerable flesh.
~~~~~
"And I know the roads to riches
And I know the ways to fame
I know all the rules and then
I know how to break 'em
And I always know the name of the game."
~~~~~
William suddenly scooped her up in his arms. Pushing
the slower door open with one foot, he carried her out
of the bathroom.
Buffy was surprised when, instead of taking her to the
bed, he knelt and laid her down on the floor. The carpet
was plush and comfortable, but when she opened her
mouth to say something, he hushed her by lying down
beside her and covering it with his.
All thought of protest on her part skittered away from
her like dry leaves in a Santa Ana wind. Kissing him when
he was in full vampire mode was a brand new experience
for her, and as usual, she examined each new sensation
and filed them away for later perusal.
His tongue, which was normally soft in texture, felt a
little rougher...almost like a cat's tongue. The kiss was
wetter than usual, too, so there had to be an increase in
saliva. Not unappealing. In fact quite the opposite...it was
downright juicy.
Of course, the biggest difference was the teeth. When he
pressed his lips down hard on hers, she could feel the
pressure of his elongated cuspids.
He coaxed her tongue into his mouth, and she explored
the sharp tips of his fangs carefully. Then, gathering up
all her nerve, she purposely nicked her tongue on one of
them, drawing blood.
"Mmmph," he grunted. Aroused almost to the point of
madness at the taste of her blood, he deepened the kiss
and sucked on the small wound.
Though he only nursed mere droplets from the cut,
they seemed to warm him and enrich his already
dominant vitality, feeding from her life force like an infant
taking nourishment at it's mother's breast.
It was an intimacy of the purest kind, this exchange of
precious bodily fluids, and Buffy found herself feeling
sorry for people who lived all their lives never knowing
this type of communion.
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"But I don't know how to leave you
And I'll never let you fall
And I don't know how you do it
Making love...out of nothing at all.."
~~~~~
Leaving her slightly swollen lips, he mouthed the soft
skin of her cheeks, moistening it heavily with his
wet and talented tongue.
Buffy closed her eyes and tipped her head back as
he moved on to new territory. Down the side of her neck
he traveled, leaving a shiny, wet trail behind him.
He nuzzled her breasts with soft snarls and grunts
emanating from deep in his throat. For some reason, the
sounds he was making reminded her of the time her
Girl Scout troop had left the urban sprawl of Los Angeles
and been taken to a real working farm.
There had been a brand new litter of piglets on
display. Greedy little things that stepped on and
trampled their brothers and sisters in search of
mother's milk, they'd been unwilling to sit back and
wait for their turn.
The piglets had been making the same little
impatient "pay attention to ME" grunts that she
was hearing now.
It was exciting her unbearably, and she cupped
her hand beneath one breast, lifting it and offering
it to him.
Instinctively, he latched on to her nipple, startling
her and making her jump at the ferocity he was
demonstrating. He suckled at her so strongly that
she wouldn't have been surprised to find herself
suddenly lactating.
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"Every time I see you, all the rays of the sun
Are all streaming through the waves in your hair
And every star in the sky is taking aim at your eye
Like a spotlight.."
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He handled her body roughly, turning her this way
and that for his own satisfaction. Sucking and
licking and biting, he made his way down her
abdomen to her....
Oh, dear.
She was beginning to rethink her bright idea of
having "Intercourse With The Vampire."
Biting her tongue was one thing. She wasn't even
remotely interested in having him bite ANYTHING
between her legs.
If she lived a thousand years, Buffy would never
even begin to understand the appeal of having the
most personal places on one's body pierced.
Taking a shower after P.E., she'd caught quick
glimpses of girls with pierced nipples and...she
shuddered just thinking about it...labias.
Every time she saw it, she would squirm uncomfort-
ably, squeezing her thighs together, unable to
imagine how painful such a procedure must be.
She couldn't do it, she knew that for a fact. She'd
rather face down the devil himself holding a pitch-
fork with her name on it, than drop her pants and
let some stranger poke holes in places God had
never intended holes to be.
How anyone could stand it, she didn't know. For
herself, people on the other side of the planet would
hear her screaming her head off.
Body piercing, indeed. They should call it what it
REALLY was...flesh puncturing.
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"The beating of my heart is a drum, and it's lost
And it's looking for a rhythm like you
You can take the darkness from the pit of the night
And turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright
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She must have been unconsciously trying to slither
out of his grasp, because he tightened his hold on
her and growled, "Be still."
Wondering how hard she would have to hit him if
he suddenly decided to "claim" her all over again,
she raised herself on one elbow and patted him on
the head.
"You know, I really don't think I need that tonight," she
assured him. "I'm good to go."
William looked up at her with those hypnotizing
eyes. "I need it," he said firmly, then lowered his head
and licked her slowly from bottom to top, never
breaking eye contact.
"Oh!" Buffy inhaled sharply at the sudden burst of
pleasure, dropping back down on the rug. "All
right," she said agreeably, willing to let him do
pretty much anything he wanted...as long as he
did THAT again.
~~~~~
"I've gotta follow it
Cause everything I know
Well, it's nothing till I give it to you.."
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That rough tongue felt indescribable as it licked
and licked and licked her into a frenzy, not
gently, but hard, and fast, and ruthlessly thorough.
Probing and licking and sucking, and he was kissing
her, kissing it and it was so good...so damn good
that she never wanted him to stop. Keep licking...lick
harder, yes..and faster and now he was inside, so
deep inside, and he was stretching his tongue to
impossible lengths. Ahhh...so good, so wonderful
and good and more, she wanted more and then there
were his teeth, they were there on her, she could
feel them and he wasn't biting, wasn't hurting at all
and oh, she would let him do this forever, as long as
he wanted to she would let him, because it was so, so
good, and God, she was so close, so close...no
don't stop...so close...oh...oh...oh...yes..yes..YES!
She came so hard that she nearly passed out.
Before she knew what was happening, her mate...her
demon lover...was turning her over onto her stomach.
He grabbed her hips, and yanked back hard until
her bottom was in the air and her cheek was pressed to
the carpet.
Without a shred of hesitation, he plunged into her,
sending his shaft in all the way with one stroke, and
with another impressive growl, an even louder one
this time. So loud that the neighbors must surely be
wondering what kind of critter she had caged up in
here.
~~~~~
"I can make the runner stumble
I can make the final block
And I can make every tackle
At the sound of the whistle
I can make all the stadiums rock.."
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He found his rhythm quickly, thrusting in and
pulling out.
The pleasure burned in her sex, radiating out over
the rest of her body until she felt it in her fingertips
and her toes.
He felt enormous inside of her, thick and long,
stretching her to mold around his erection. Buffy
dug her nails into the carpet, feeling his strong
hands gripping her tighter with every thrust.
She whimpered with the sensation as it raced
up and down her spine.
William leaned forward then, bracing himself on
one hand and reaching for her breast with the other.
He pinched and tugged on her hard nipple, playing
with it.
His thrusts became faster and harder, and the
pleasure was coiling up inside of her like a spring.
Grunting and growling like a wild creature, he
pounded into her madly in short, hard strokes.
Buffy convulsed beneath him as her climax
raced through her, stealing all her control and free
will.
Behind her, her mate rammed in one final time,
and roared out his own orgasm.
~~~~~
"I can make tonight forever
Or I can make it disappear by the dawn
And I can make you every promise
That has ever been made
And I can make all your demons be gone.."
~~~~~
When he tumbled to the floor beside her, Buffy's
mate was gone, and her husband was there,
looking at her from azure blue eyes once again.
Then, locking her gaze with his, not uttering
one word...he told her how much he loved her.
She smiled and sighed deeply.
"I love you, too."
~~~~~
"But I'm never gonna make it without you
Do you really want to see me crawl
And I'm never gonna make it like you do
Making love....out of nothing at all..."
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TBC.....
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