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snoggedTitle: Girls And Their Toys
Author: snogged
Parings: Spike/Willow, Spike/Willow/Tara
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters. I own nothing.
Rating/Warnings: NC-17; handjobs, anal play, vibrators, dildos, exhibitionism
Summary: Spike and Willow go to the sex shop
Feedback: is always appreciated
A/N: Dedicated to Ash. Because she had go stick these ideas in my head. This was written for the sex shop prompt at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
nekid_spike
Spike was bored. He wasn’t bored in the sense that he wanted join the thrilling game of Pictionary that Xander, Anya, Buffy, and Tara were engaged in. He was more or less bored in the sense that he wanted to go on an adventure. And he knew just the place to go to and just the person to bring with him.
He rose to his feet and grabbed Willow by the wrist, dragging her off the arm chair. “Come on, Red.”
Willow stared at him in confusion. “Where are we going?”
“A special place that’s got toys for big girls like you to play with,” Spike flashed her a cheeky grin and pulled her out the door.
As they walked down the street towards the shadier edge of Sunnydale, Willow suddenly realized where they were going. “You’re taking me to the sex shop?”
“I figured you and Glinda needed a new, lime green dildo and I’m in the market for a few things myself. Besides, you’d rather be spending time with me than watching the morons play scribbled pictures.”
Willow blushed. He did make a valid argument. “I suppose I could get a few things. Might spice things up a little.”
“There you go, Red.” Spike pushed open the front door of the small shop and shoved her inside.
They showed their ID’s to the gorgeous, pierced girl at the front desk and Willow headed off towards the vast assortment of vibrators and dildos.
She pulled a large, black one with bumps on it off the shelf and held it up to Spike’s eyes. “Ever been fucked with one of these?”
Spike’s jaw dropped slightly. He never expected such words to come from such a pretty and innocent mouth. “Yeah. Not that model exactly but Drusilla was always fond of those things. She thought it would remind me of daddy…I mean, Angelus.”
Willow smiled and set it back on the shelf. She always figured something had gone on between Spike and Angel. Anyone with half a brain could see the sexual tension between those two.
She wandered down the rack and came face to face with the row of bondage toys. Spike pressed himself against her back and let his hand brush against her thigh. “Looks like fun, pet.”
“I’ve used most of these, actually.” Willow said, matter-of-factly. Any anxiety or inhibition she had about being in a sex shop had dissipated, mere moments after their arrival. “I actually prefer getting mine from Extreme Restraints.com. There’s a much better selection and the quality is better too. I actually got Tara a gorgeous set of alligator clips for her birthday. She looks stunning in them. And the way they pull on those large nipples of hers. Mmmm. Perhaps I should get her another pair. What do you think, Spike?”
Spike’s head was instantly filled with naughty thoughts of witches, nipple clamps, and bondage toys. He felt his dick hardened and wished he had more self control.
Instead of pulling away, Willow pushed backwards against him, grinding her ass into his crotch. It was a total cocktease and an unexpected move on her part. Spike was definitely thinking there was something feisty about the Slayer’s best friend.
“Red,” Spike panted, trying to resist the urge to yank up her skirt and fuck her right there.
Willow’s fingers brushed across her collarbone and she appeared completely unaffected by what was going on in their corner of the store. She grabbed a braided bull whip from the umbrella stand and threaded it through her fingers. “Or, perhaps, a whip would be good. I could punish her for being such a naughty minx.” She turned around and rubbed the handle against Spike’s bulging crotch. “Or maybe, I could punish you. Getting a hard-on in a porn store is so naughty. Especially, seeing as I’m gay and all.”
Spike groaned and attempted to rub harder against the handle. He was desperate for more friction, he was desperate for her touch, and he was desperate for her quivering pussy. Willow had blossomed these last few years in a way she hid well.
Willow smirked and set the whip back in the stand. She slipped past him and picked the black vibrator of the shelf. She tore open the wrapping and stuck the convenient set of AA batteries into the shaft. She felt so naughty using the item before purchasing it but she had every intention of taking it home with her. The pierced, sales girl would understand. And if she didn’t, Willow was positive she could persuade her.
“Pull your pants down, Spike.”
Spike silently obeyed and let his pants slide down to his ankles.
Willow grabbed a bottle of Astroglide from the shelf next to her and squirted a liberal amount of its contents onto the black monster. She glanced down at the discarded packaging and grinned. “Guess what, Spike; it’s got a remote control.”
Spike groaned and placed his hands on the shelf in front of him.
Willow pressed the vibrator against Spike’s puckered hole, slowly pushing it inside him. Spike grunted softly, forcing his body to relax and accept the intrusion. It was no different than accommodating for Angel’s length and girth.
Willow pressed the remote and giggled as Spike’s body jerked violently.
“Fuck!” Spike thrust his hips backwards and the vibrator sunk deeper into his hole.
Willow reached an arm around his waist and gripped his cock, jacking him off.
“You know, Pet, if you come around to the front, I could take care of your problem.”
Willow grinned, tugging ruthlessly at his erection. “What makes you think I have a problem you could solve?”
Her other hand moved to his balls, cupping them with a bit more gentleness that what she currently afforded his dick. Her vise like grip didn’t stop Spike from fucking against her hand.
“I’m quite good at what I do, pet.” Spike assured her, flicking his tongue over his bottom lip. He was good at what he did. Drusilla, Darla, and Angelus had gone out of their way to train him. He knew how to lick a pussy that would make the girl twitch for hours afterwards and he could eat out an ass like it was an all-you-can-eat buffet.
Willow let go of his balls and turned the dial on the remote to its highest setting. Spike moaned and bucked against her with extra vigor. His ass clenched around the pulsing beast as he shot silky, viscous strands of cum into her hand.
Willow pulled her hand away and wrinkled her nose in disgust. “Boys are so messy. No wonder I switched over to girls.” She wiped her hand on his ass, massaging his seed into the skin. “Pull your pants back up, Spike. I’ve got a few more items to purchase.”
Spike stared at her, waiting for her to remove the vibrator from his ass.
Willow giggled, turned the dial on the remote to off, and placed a kiss on his coccyx. “That’s staying right there, sweetie. Don’t let it fall out and don’t remove it till I say so. I intend to have a lot of fun with you, pet.”
Spike yanked his pants back over his hips and prayed that gravity would be kind to him. He never guessed Willow would be the type to use him this way but she was fucking brilliant at it.
They paid for their purchases, including the black monster buzzing away inside of him, and left the store.
When they arrived at the house, Willow shot Tara a killer grin and showed her the remote. “$50 bucks, babe.”
Tara rose to her feet and pulled out the money. She smiled knowingly at Spike and Spike looked at her with growing confusion.
“You’ll have to tell me how you did it, Will.” Tara said quietly, wrapping her arm around Willow’s waist. “I want to hear all the dirty details. And I…I want to use it.”
Willow kissed her girlfriend and gave her ass a quick squeeze as they headed towards the bedroom. “Only if you promise to wear the clips.”
Tara looked back at Spike and she pressed the remote. Spike’s ass buzzed to life and he realized exactly what those two little harlots had accomplished. They had played him like violin for their own pleasurable amusement. When he thought about it, it was actually kind of hot.
“Have a good night, Spike.”
Author: snogged
Parings: Spike/Willow, Spike/Willow/Tara
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters. I own nothing.
Rating/Warnings: NC-17; handjobs, anal play, vibrators, dildos, exhibitionism
Summary: Spike and Willow go to the sex shop
Feedback: is always appreciated
A/N: Dedicated to Ash. Because she had go stick these ideas in my head. This was written for the sex shop prompt at
nekid_spikeSpike was bored. He wasn’t bored in the sense that he wanted join the thrilling game of Pictionary that Xander, Anya, Buffy, and Tara were engaged in. He was more or less bored in the sense that he wanted to go on an adventure. And he knew just the place to go to and just the person to bring with him.
He rose to his feet and grabbed Willow by the wrist, dragging her off the arm chair. “Come on, Red.”
Willow stared at him in confusion. “Where are we going?”
“A special place that’s got toys for big girls like you to play with,” Spike flashed her a cheeky grin and pulled her out the door.
As they walked down the street towards the shadier edge of Sunnydale, Willow suddenly realized where they were going. “You’re taking me to the sex shop?”
“I figured you and Glinda needed a new, lime green dildo and I’m in the market for a few things myself. Besides, you’d rather be spending time with me than watching the morons play scribbled pictures.”
Willow blushed. He did make a valid argument. “I suppose I could get a few things. Might spice things up a little.”
“There you go, Red.” Spike pushed open the front door of the small shop and shoved her inside.
They showed their ID’s to the gorgeous, pierced girl at the front desk and Willow headed off towards the vast assortment of vibrators and dildos.
She pulled a large, black one with bumps on it off the shelf and held it up to Spike’s eyes. “Ever been fucked with one of these?”
Spike’s jaw dropped slightly. He never expected such words to come from such a pretty and innocent mouth. “Yeah. Not that model exactly but Drusilla was always fond of those things. She thought it would remind me of daddy…I mean, Angelus.”
Willow smiled and set it back on the shelf. She always figured something had gone on between Spike and Angel. Anyone with half a brain could see the sexual tension between those two.
She wandered down the rack and came face to face with the row of bondage toys. Spike pressed himself against her back and let his hand brush against her thigh. “Looks like fun, pet.”
“I’ve used most of these, actually.” Willow said, matter-of-factly. Any anxiety or inhibition she had about being in a sex shop had dissipated, mere moments after their arrival. “I actually prefer getting mine from Extreme Restraints.com. There’s a much better selection and the quality is better too. I actually got Tara a gorgeous set of alligator clips for her birthday. She looks stunning in them. And the way they pull on those large nipples of hers. Mmmm. Perhaps I should get her another pair. What do you think, Spike?”
Spike’s head was instantly filled with naughty thoughts of witches, nipple clamps, and bondage toys. He felt his dick hardened and wished he had more self control.
Instead of pulling away, Willow pushed backwards against him, grinding her ass into his crotch. It was a total cocktease and an unexpected move on her part. Spike was definitely thinking there was something feisty about the Slayer’s best friend.
“Red,” Spike panted, trying to resist the urge to yank up her skirt and fuck her right there.
Willow’s fingers brushed across her collarbone and she appeared completely unaffected by what was going on in their corner of the store. She grabbed a braided bull whip from the umbrella stand and threaded it through her fingers. “Or, perhaps, a whip would be good. I could punish her for being such a naughty minx.” She turned around and rubbed the handle against Spike’s bulging crotch. “Or maybe, I could punish you. Getting a hard-on in a porn store is so naughty. Especially, seeing as I’m gay and all.”
Spike groaned and attempted to rub harder against the handle. He was desperate for more friction, he was desperate for her touch, and he was desperate for her quivering pussy. Willow had blossomed these last few years in a way she hid well.
Willow smirked and set the whip back in the stand. She slipped past him and picked the black vibrator of the shelf. She tore open the wrapping and stuck the convenient set of AA batteries into the shaft. She felt so naughty using the item before purchasing it but she had every intention of taking it home with her. The pierced, sales girl would understand. And if she didn’t, Willow was positive she could persuade her.
“Pull your pants down, Spike.”
Spike silently obeyed and let his pants slide down to his ankles.
Willow grabbed a bottle of Astroglide from the shelf next to her and squirted a liberal amount of its contents onto the black monster. She glanced down at the discarded packaging and grinned. “Guess what, Spike; it’s got a remote control.”
Spike groaned and placed his hands on the shelf in front of him.
Willow pressed the vibrator against Spike’s puckered hole, slowly pushing it inside him. Spike grunted softly, forcing his body to relax and accept the intrusion. It was no different than accommodating for Angel’s length and girth.
Willow pressed the remote and giggled as Spike’s body jerked violently.
“Fuck!” Spike thrust his hips backwards and the vibrator sunk deeper into his hole.
Willow reached an arm around his waist and gripped his cock, jacking him off.
“You know, Pet, if you come around to the front, I could take care of your problem.”
Willow grinned, tugging ruthlessly at his erection. “What makes you think I have a problem you could solve?”
Her other hand moved to his balls, cupping them with a bit more gentleness that what she currently afforded his dick. Her vise like grip didn’t stop Spike from fucking against her hand.
“I’m quite good at what I do, pet.” Spike assured her, flicking his tongue over his bottom lip. He was good at what he did. Drusilla, Darla, and Angelus had gone out of their way to train him. He knew how to lick a pussy that would make the girl twitch for hours afterwards and he could eat out an ass like it was an all-you-can-eat buffet.
Willow let go of his balls and turned the dial on the remote to its highest setting. Spike moaned and bucked against her with extra vigor. His ass clenched around the pulsing beast as he shot silky, viscous strands of cum into her hand.
Willow pulled her hand away and wrinkled her nose in disgust. “Boys are so messy. No wonder I switched over to girls.” She wiped her hand on his ass, massaging his seed into the skin. “Pull your pants back up, Spike. I’ve got a few more items to purchase.”
Spike stared at her, waiting for her to remove the vibrator from his ass.
Willow giggled, turned the dial on the remote to off, and placed a kiss on his coccyx. “That’s staying right there, sweetie. Don’t let it fall out and don’t remove it till I say so. I intend to have a lot of fun with you, pet.”
Spike yanked his pants back over his hips and prayed that gravity would be kind to him. He never guessed Willow would be the type to use him this way but she was fucking brilliant at it.
They paid for their purchases, including the black monster buzzing away inside of him, and left the store.
When they arrived at the house, Willow shot Tara a killer grin and showed her the remote. “$50 bucks, babe.”
Tara rose to her feet and pulled out the money. She smiled knowingly at Spike and Spike looked at her with growing confusion.
“You’ll have to tell me how you did it, Will.” Tara said quietly, wrapping her arm around Willow’s waist. “I want to hear all the dirty details. And I…I want to use it.”
Willow kissed her girlfriend and gave her ass a quick squeeze as they headed towards the bedroom. “Only if you promise to wear the clips.”
Tara looked back at Spike and she pressed the remote. Spike’s ass buzzed to life and he realized exactly what those two little harlots had accomplished. They had played him like violin for their own pleasurable amusement. When he thought about it, it was actually kind of hot.
“Have a good night, Spike.”