Another one - shot, this time by Buffy / Spike ^ ^ for the challenge "against the bar"
Buffy Summers was not a girl who enjoyed special social life. What made his life so nearly night? Yes, but you have fun?, No. Not unless you're a twisted sadist while your classmates enjoy college party, you find some kind of exotic beauty to walk through the cemetery waiting for a demon - there are many - or a vampire graced with his presence, and she introduced Ms. Mrs. dagger or stake.
So the day Willow whispered that had opened near the new local authority and had received an invitation from a colleague - was too obvious to their peers that she did not follow the usual pace of any pre - adult? - And to leave aside the issue of the Vampire, the chosen and so on that reminded him so pitiful that was his life, and have fun.
Fun.
Does this one eat?
***
Upon arrival to the place he named Anya cool Matching a lustful look that put the willies good boyfriend, he repented. Buffy regretted having agreed to accompany Willow and Tara, because she felt as a kind of civilization to which she was foreign.
The local glass walls and sofas bizarre forms was crowded with people who was on the brink of coma, the altitude sickness on the track and their voices did something very similar to a migraine began to take shape Summers head.
It was boring as a groundhog.
- Smile Buffy - Willow raised his glass with an indulgent smile - normal people can go through without complicated lives.
- Will, you sound like you're doing a field study - Buffy answered sunk in San Francisco.
The redhead smiled.
- In a way it is - Tara replied while he stole a sip of their liquor - Look Buffy, how many people here can say that ever happened to them something interesting?
- In this village, who has not met a vampire / demon, or hybrid of both can not be called a citizen of this great nation - is mocked with sarcasm Sanders.
- Do you have a problem with demons, Sanders? - Asked in a voice bursting with threatening ex - demon.
- No - said with some alarm in his voice - in fact I find very interesting ... - It was explained babbling.
Buffy rolled her eyes, trying to ignore the fact that Anya had climbed on Sanders with the intent to build a public spectacle X. That devil had to learn certain rules of social behavior.
"Yeah, and you, the Vampire no social life, going to explain it, right?"
his glass half full looked and found his excuse:
- I will fill it - rising from the seat announced bizarre.
- We're going to dance.
- Do not put your hand, women - Anya smiled picaresque astride a troubled Sanders - The track is just to dance - he said as if the great truth of the universe.
camouflaged a laugh as he made a charming Willow the finger.
***
"This only can happen to me"
Summers Buffy died twice, I wanted to do it again when he approached the bar and ask the friendly - and sexy bartender - another san francisco, was found beside the unwelcome presence of Spike.
- What are you doing here? - He demanded angrily.
wanted And within
"What are you doing here? You should be in the vault, so you can go to the cemetery to hunt, escaping the jungle "
With languor habitual criminal and that smile, the blond walked with a look that made Buffy inertia felt exposed and pulled the top short stick that looked that night.
- I do not know, I'm in a club, I think that having fun - I smiled mockingly.
He was too old to blush, but still did so.
- Vampires only come to these places when they go hunting - and then entered it - Get out Spike. - Ordered.
But it was Spike, the day that Centennial did stubborn vampire Buffy Summers if she could die - again - in peace.
- Treasury, have you forgotten that your beloved soldier on the run and I got the fucking computer chip in your head? Do they also have you forgotten your role? - Irony.
Buffy was not sure that this chip continue working, more bite thanks to its amazing strength quickly regenerated, certifying that Spike SI could harm others.
- I'm with my friends - He changed his tactics.
- Good for you, Summers.
- Go.
- Why?
- Because if.
- I was overwhelmed by your arguments, jacket.
- Fuck you Spike.
passed in a second, but it was enough to lie against the bar with Spike's body pressing hers, their mouths too close. Buffy's mental health was declining over that night.
Yes, it was possible.
- I like to fuck, Buffy - She paused, where his dark eyes flashed - in both senses of the term.
- Let go.
- Why? - Lunged, despite the layers of clothing Buffy choked on his own moan as he felt happy - Do you fear that your beloved pals are given realized that the cemetery not exactly going to kill? Although you can play well with stakes, all. - Stressed, and bowed his head in the confusion and embarrassment delicious to kiss her jacket.
But Spike's kisses were not like the kind - sometimes angry - Angel, but they were like his character obsessive. When Spike did something, it was as if Shiites with an overdose of adrenaline, and she suffered the consequences in that kiss where moaned in pure pleasure, though his head was sending signals of horror at their own reactions.
Sometime during the kiss, Buffy got out and did not remain as the passive and harassed the couple but one of his legs climbed vampire waist, anchoring him, rubbing themselves with delight, excitement attached to that animal that ever lived with the Vampire.
climbed Spike's hands under the top, trapping her breasts under the top and pointy nipples after exciting the bra, and bored with their curving down the back of pleasure that curved like the back of a kitten to give to other curves. Squeezed with delight pasting upturned traserito more to it, making it feel, to each other through their clothes.
But Buffy stopped when he realized what might happen at least to stop.
was going to ride like a Valkyrie to Spike, and he with his usual appetite tear their clothes and put an end to their libido problems by making him against the bar.
woke abruptly and reluctantly parted their mouths.
- What? - The vampire growled discontent aroused.
What happened? His friends were about fifty yards. Friends who did not know that their spare time rather than as any woman painted fingernails, was devoted to exploring Spike up and down, with hands and mouth.
- not here - He gasped, trying to lower the leg of his waist, but he grabbed her thigh over her jeans and Buffy would not be surprised if when you looked found finger marks on your skin Spike .
- prude - She laughed hoarsely.
- Spike.
- Do not you know babe gets dirty things we can do under the noses of your sanctimonious friends? - The tempted while his tongue snails an ear sensitive jacket.
moaned.
- not against the bar! - Almost cried.
reluctantly was removed, making the blonde back feel with both feet on the ground.
- Say goodbye, I hope in the crypt.
She frowned.
- Fuck Spike.
- So Long, Summers.
stay there without feeling guilty about dispatching Spike, the vampire was a passing fancy, or perhaps a sick fixation on his head allied to their hormones. Nothing like what we had with Angel. But she apologized with Will and Sanders, saying that he had seen a vampire by the place and just be a dam. Will suggested that we pursue, because they probably belonged to a nest, Sanders encouraged her to kick your ass immortal "colmillitos" Tara smiled, and Anya blinked just as his hand was up in a brazen under the waistband of her boyfriend's pants .
***
- Dime Summers - The Language of Spike climbed his back to stand by the kidney area - what you told your buddies?
Buffy sighed with eyes closed during the tour of lustful kiss Spike down by the forbidden zone of your legs.
- had seen a vampire in the bar.
Well, he had not lied.
just had not told the whole truth.
FIN
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