As You Like It
by JT Langdon
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: These characters aren't mine. I just took them out for a little spin and made them do naughty things.
I bought it just for her. Ordered it online because d'ya think Sunnydale would have a place that sold sex toys? Magick supplies and weapons, yeah. But a dildo and leather harness? No friggin' way. It wasn't cheap, either. She is so worth it, though; my sexy little B is worth every penny. Gotta give whoever made it their props. I got my money's worth. The thing is a fucking work of art, thin black leather straps and shiny chrome buckles with a round fitting in the crotch for the cherry-red dildo I picked to go with it, eight inches of solid latex molded into the vague shape of a cock.
It's my cock, now. And I am so gonna tear into Buffy with it.
She's in the other room, waiting for me, no clue what I'm doing here in the bathroom. I just told her I'd be right back, no explanation. She flashed those eyes at me, smiled seductively and told me to hurry up. Damn. I'm hurryin'. B. Don't start without me.
The way I put on the harness ya'd think I wore one every day. But hey, I figure if it's made out of leather I can get into. Must be some sixth-sense-Slayer deal, like I know when a vamp is creeping up behind me or when I know B is gonna come. I tug the harness into place. Oh shit. Does that soft leather feels good against my mound or what! I feed the leather straps through the shiny metal buckles and tighten them up. I want a snug fit, but I gotta be able to move freely when I'm pounding into B's cute little pussy. It feels nice. I check myself out in the mirror. God damn, girl. I'm naked from the waist up with a thick red hard-on between my legs. When I turn to look at it in profile the cock bounces up and down so I steady it with my hands. I like how it feels. Smooth, soft, but firm, too. I can't resist the temptation to stroke it, just a little, to get a better feel for it, and before long I am watching myself in the mirror jerking off.
"Faith?"
Uh oh. B sounds antsy. I better get out there.
When I come out of the bathroom B is on the bed, naked, her back to me as she rummages through the nightstand drawer. Her ass is so damn fine. I wonder if she'll let me . . .? Oh fuck, girl. I'm about ready to come just thinking about that. What is she looking for in there?
"Did you remember to wash up?" Buffy asks, rolling over to face me. "Because you know I don't like going down on you after you pee, so you better have . . ."
She is staring down at my cock, her mouth hanging open. I stand there for a couple of seconds, letting her look at me, letting what I'm gonna do to her sink in. Her eyes are on my cock as I walk over to the bed, not on me, on my cock, watching it. Is she imagining it inside her? Soon, B. Pretty soon it will be inside you 'cause I'll be fucking you with it.
I slide into bed with her, hyper-aware of everything . . . the strange new weight between my legs, how close Buffy is to me, the smell of her arousal, so heavy I would have noticed it even if I wasn't a Slayer. Her eyes are still down on my cock. I rake my fingers through her hair and make a fist, jerking her head back, making her look at me. She gasps, softly, like I woke her. Hunger burns in her eyes and I give her time to see the hunger in my eyes before I pull her mouth to mine and kiss her.
Her kisses still turn me inside out. Hot, hungry, openmouthed kisses like she can't get enough of me. She rolls her tongue around mine and if that cock between my legs wasn't permanently erect I'd be getting so hard for her right now. Inside the harness I'm soaking wet. Is she wet, too? Ready to take my cock?
I dip my hand between her legs and finger her slit. Damn, B! You are dripping! Guess you like the new toy, huh? She moans into the kiss as I rub her pussylips. But I don't slip inside her like I usually would right about now. Saving that for Big Red down there. I take my hand from her pussy and slide it up her flat stomach, to her breast, squeezing another moan out of her. She moves against me, grinding her body into mine. Trying to get my cock inside you, B? Down, girl! Gotta be patient. Good things come to those who wait, ya know?
I drag my mouth down her neck, over the marks I wish I'd made, moving lower until I have my mouth at her breast. Her nipples are hard little peaks and when I take one into my mouth and suck it Buffy lets out one of those soft moans of hers, the ones that make me absolutely crazy. She so gets to me. I kiss one breast then the other, flicking my tongue over her nipples, rapid-fire style the way she likes it best. She writhes on the bed, gasping and sighing underneath me. Guess you want it bad, huh, B? You ready for me?
I mount her and she opens her legs to me, drawing up her knees, spreading that pussy wide, ready to take me. She stares up at me, hope and need and something else in her eyes and I stare down at her, at my precious B, and as I slide my cock into her I watch the look of pleasure spread across her face.
"Faith," Buffy whispers.
I start to move my hips, slowly at first, finding a rhythm that works. She grunts and moans and claws at my back, wrapping her legs around me as I pump into her. Her nails dig into the flesh of my shoulders and I groan in both pleasure and pain, kicking it up a notch, huffing and puffing with the effort I put into thrusting my cock into her. She surprises me by rolling us both over, putting me on my back like she would take down a vamp in a fight, my cock inside her the whole time. She straightens up, sitting on my cock, grinning down at me as she starts to rock her hips. You go, girl. Ride that puppy. I watch her move up and down on my cock, her juicy pink cuntlips spreading to take it all, making it glisten. Her tits are bouncing around and I grab both of them, one in each hand, pawing at them while B humps me. She looks so hot when we're fucking, all sweaty, her perfect hair tousled, that glow in her cheeks and gleam in her eyes. My beautiful Buffy. I drop my hands from her breasts to her ass, grabbing hold of her, pulling her tight against me. We hit our stride, her lifting up and me pulling her back down again, harder and harder, slamming her down on my cock. I answer each of her grunts with one of my own, staring unflinchingly into her eyes as she grinds into me. She's gonna fucking come. I can tell. She has that intense look on her face. Give it to me, baby. Come for Faith. Come all over my cock. Now, baby. Do it now. B is still looking at me and I swear I can see the fire behind her eyes then she tosses her head back with a deep moan and her body shudders. God damn she looks amazing when she comes.
B climbs off me with a sigh, my cock all shiny from her orgasm when it slides out of her. She notices and gives me a wicked smile right before she bends over me and takes the head of my cock into her mouth. I nearly lose it right there. She starts to suck me off, head bobbing between my legs, and I can't fucking believe Buffy Anne Summers is giving me a blowjob. She's good, too. Kissing and licking the head before taking me into her mouth again, working her lips down the shaft of my cock until she is swallowing the whole thing. Damn, B, didn't know you had it in you. Who knew you could deep-throat it like that? I tangle my fingers in her hair again and push her face down on me, fucking her mouth. She moans around my cock and I swear I feel the vibrations straight through to my pussy.
She pulls her mouth from my cock and looks at me, all wanton, smacking her lips like a girl who swallows. I laugh and reach for her. She struggles in that playful way she does when we wrestle each other after a fight, letting me get the upper hand when we both know we're evenly matched Slayers. When she stops struggling I'm behind her, one arm around her waist. She leans forward, getting on all fours. I move up behind her, looking at the perfection that is Buffy, her pussy wet and red from the pounding I gave it, her ass a perfect globe split right up the middle, the tight ring in the center so inviting. I run my hands over her cheeks, feeling how hard they are, how firm.
"I gotta have your ass, B," I whisper.
The drawer of the nightstand is still open. I see the tube of lube we keep there and I grab it, fumbling with it because I'm so impatient. I squeeze a generous amount of lube into her asshole and spread it around with my fingers. B moans and pushes back a little, thrusting her ass at me. She wants it so bad. I push the tip of my finger into her, just a little, watching her tight hole take it, already imagining what she will look like with my cock in her ass. She moans again, head buried in a stack of pillows, her ass all spread open and waiting. I slather some lube on my cock, making sure it's nice and slick then I position myself behind her and press the head of my cock against her tight rosebud. B pushes back against me and I give her butt an impulsive smack.
"Please," Buffy whispers.
I start to push into her, slowly, giving her just a little at a time, watching her asshole expand to take me. Oh fuck, B, look at you! Look at that sweet ass stretching around my big red cock. Wish you could see it so you would know how beautiful you look right now as I push more and more of my cock into you. When I'm in her all the way B makes a sound low in her throat and I think that's how a tiger must sound when it's purring. I start to move my hips, taking it slow at first, just a gentle rolling motion. B groans and pushes back against me, rocking on her hands and knees. She is so damn sexy sometimes I can't believe she's with me.
I move a little faster, sliding in and out of her without any resistance. It's all smooth sailing. She gasps and sighs and pushes back to meet each thrust, the sound of my thighs slapping her ass filling the room. I grab hold of her hips and really start to fuck her good and proper. She cries out.
"Yes, Faith, yes!"
"Tell me you love it," I snarl. "Tell me you love having my cock in your ass."
"I love your cock," Buffy hisses back at me over her shoulder. "God, Faith. Fuck me . . . fuck my ass!"
I feel the buzz rising inside me, a slow burn way down deep that bubbles to the surface before I know it. I try to fend off the moment for as long as I can but it's a battle even a Slayer can't win, and as I'm enveloped in the heat of orgasm I thrust into Buffy one last time, burying my cock in her up to the hilt, falling forward, hunched over her, both of us panting like dogs.
I kiss her shoulder then press the side of my face against her skin, resting, catching my breath, glad she can't see how weak I am right now. Not physically weak but that other kind, the way I only get after fucking her.
"Tell me," I rasp. "I need to hear it, B."
"I love you, Faith. Now you tell me. And use my name or it doesn't count."
My voice barely above a whisper, I say, meaning it, "I love you, Buffy."