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snogged_fanfic project...I'm getting some more of these posted. But at the moment, I'm not going to post single entries for these. Instead, I'm doing multiple entries in one post :)
Title: Insides
Author: snogged
Show: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: Drusilla/Spike
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, Set during “Lie to Me” – Season 2
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters. I don’t.
Prompt: Slippery
“Run and catch, run and catch, the lamb is caught in the blackberry patch. Catch the little lamb and feel it screaming as it bleeds a pretty little song in my head.” Drusilla hummed to herself as she wandered through the factory.
“’ello my pet,” Spike stepped up behind her and pulled her tightly to him. “Do anything interesting tonight?”
“I walked through the park; it was all slippery and wet like my insides. Met a little boy but he didn’t want to play. Will you play with me, Spike? Will you dry up my insides?”
Spike groaned softly as he felt his erection growing. She may be insane but her imagery had the power to be seductive. He had considered reprimanding her for walking through the park alone but that no longer controlled his thoughts. There would be time for punishment later.
He pushed her forward so she was bending at the waist and opened his zipper. Drusilla squealed with delight. Spike pushed the dress up over her hips and plunged into her, driving each thrust hard and deep. He dug his nails deep into her hips and tiny rivulets of blood began to trickle down her pale skin.
Drusilla whimpered and moaned, angling her body upwards and pressing her ass tight against Spike’s groin. “Dripping, dripping like a leaky faucet. Drip. Drip.”
Spike’s thrusts increased in speed, his hands reaching around to cup her breasts, twisting and pulling the nipples under the almost sheer fabric of her dress.
Spike growled deep in his throat as he felt his climax approaching. He leaned across Drusilla’s back and claimed her neck in a bite. The two bodies merged into one. Her blood in his veins. Both of them consumed and sated.
“The stars sing a happy tune and its all for you, my Spike.”
“Of course they do, pet,” Spike smirked, pulling his pants back up. He patted her on the bottom. “Now go play with your birdie.”
Title: Burning Your Memory
Author: snogged
Show: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: implied Xander/Cordelia, Cordelia’s POV
Rating/Warnings: PG-13; set during “The Wish.”
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters and the Xander quotes. I don’t.
Prompt: Pictures
“Hey, it’s Xander. If you get this, call me.” The answering machine blared and then beeped.
She stared at the picture in front of her. They all looked so damn happy. The happiness made her nauseous. She wanted to throw up. She couldn’t look at him anymore. Not after what he did to her. She couldn’t believe she had actually seen him making out Willow. She closed her eyes in an effort to push the memory as far back as she could make it go. But it wouldn’t leave.
The scissors in her hand closed sharply around the glossy picture and Buffy’s image fell into the bowl in her lap. Buffy was followed by Willow.
“Hi! Xander…well I’m in if you feel like calling.” The answering machine blared again as it slowly ran through her messages.
She shoves the scissors into Xander’s face. Tears and her mascara stain her cheeks. Her chest ached. Everything hurt so bad.
“Hi Cordelia. If you get the chance, if we could talk, I’m here.”
The brunette cheerleader lit a match and held it to the corner of Xander’s face. The flame licked at the picture, engulfing it as Cordelia let it fall into the bowl. The contents of the bowl burst into flame.
If only burning away a memory was that easy.
“Hi Cordelia. It’s me. I’m here. Again.”
Title: Our Little Secret
Author: snogged
Show: Buffy
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, masturbation, implied sex/blowjobs, thoughts of D/s
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters. I don’t.
Prompt: Sexual Urges/Spontaneity
Author’s Note: This is a whole new pairing and normally, I don’t write male slash so sorry if it stinks. I wanted to try something new.
Xander’s mind kept drifting to the thought of Spike tied up in the arm chair next to him. He felt his cock growing hard at the thought of making Spike submit. He had tried pushing the thought out of his mind but it just wasn’t happening.
Xander groaned, his hand drifting towards his boxer shorts, desperate to relieve the pressure and go back to sleep.
“You know, if you got me out of this chair I could help you with that.” Spike scoffed, slightly annoyed that the wanker he was rooming with was jacking off while his own dick was growing hard and he didn’t have the hand movement to do anything about it.
Xander paused for a moment, considering his options. “Fine, but I’m cuffing your hands behind your back.”
“Oh bloody hell, its not like I’m going to kill you.”
Xander rose from the bed and went to untie Spike from the arm chair. Before the boy had the chance to tie Spike’s hands behind him, the peroxide blonde vampire tackled him to the bed.
“Now, let’s see what we can do about that bloody, hard dick of yours.” Spike grinned evilly and reached inside Xander’s boxers pulling out his pulsing erection.
Xander groaned in anticipation.
“We can’t tell anyone about this,” Xander panted.
“Don’t worry, you bloody wanker, it will be our little secret.”
Title: Kitty
Author: snogged
Show: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: Willow/Kitty!Spike
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, kitten play, themes of D/s, oral
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters. I don’t.
Prompt: Sexual Urges
Author’s Note: I was inspired by Cat’s birthday wish. That’s all I’m going to say.
“Purr for me. Purr for me now, or I’ll take away kitty’s pussy.”
She yanked on the leash, pulling his head away from her body.
Spike looked at his Mistress with pleading in his eyes. It was still a wonder she had agreed to explore this sexual urge of his. But she had. And she was pulling it off like a professional.
“Purr for it. Purr for it like the pretty kitten you are. You like lapping up mommy’s milk so purr for it!”
And so he did. He purred from deep his throat. “Merow,” he added. The leash pulled him forward and he stuck his tongue back into her dripping pussy, lapping at it like it was a saucer of milk. She scratched his fake, furry black cat ears and smiled softly.
“Such a good little kitten.”
He purred softly and continued his ministrations. Willow moaned in gleeful pleasure as her orgasm rocked through her.
“Oh fuck yes!” Willow cried. Spike lapped up all her juices and nuzzled against her thighs, licking the remaining juices off his lips.
“You were such a good kitten today. I’m very proud of how you even purred when I didn’t ask you too. I’m going to make you do that much more often now.” She scratched him on the head again and Spike purred, proud of himself for a job well done.
Title: Trust
Author: snogged
Show: Buffy
Pairing: Willow/Spike
Rating/Warnings: R, sexual innuendo, implied pet play, implied D/s… This is a prequel to “Kitty”
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters. I don’t.
Prompt: Trust
“Willow, if I told you something would you promise not to laugh?” Spike’s fingers gently stroked the witch’s red hair.
“Of course sweetie, you can trust me. We’ve been together how long?” Willow nuzzled further into her lover’s naked chest. She loved post-sex snuggles.
Spike smiled. “Ever since we saved the world, love.”
“So you can tell me.”
“All right pet. I want to be a kitty.”
Willow stifled a giggle.
Spike sighed. “I want to be treated like a kitty, you know, sexually. I want you to treat me like a kitty. I trust you and I hope you will help me explore this fantasy.”
“I see.” Willow mused. “Is this like a domination/submission thing?”
“It can be. That’s where pet play seems to be the most popular. I’ll let you think about it. I don’t want to rush you.”
Willow took a breath. “Well, sweetie, if this is what you want and you trust me enough, I will explore this you. I’m open to new things. If I wasn’t, I would have left the hellmouth long ago.”
Spike kissed the top of her head. “Thank you, pet.”
Willow lifted her head and grinned mischievously. “You will call me Mistress Willow, you’re the pet now.”
“Yes mistress.”
“Good kitty. Now, who wants a taste of mommy’s milk?” Willow smirked and spread her legs.
Title: Human
Author: snogged
Show: Buffy
Pairing: Dawn
Rating/Warnings: pg-16, dark, themes of cutting
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters. I don’t.
Prompt: Cutting
It had started small. It had been almost accidental really. One small slice across the back of her leg. She just wanted to see if there would be red there. Or if it would be some strange, radioactive green color. She wanted to know if she really was just a ball of energy or if she was still human.
But then it became addicting. Each cut brought her inner turmoil to the surface. Each drop of blood let some of that pain go.
She hid them well. No one noticed her new habit. Would they have really cared anyways? They seemed to ignore her. She was the little sister. She was the annoying brat.
She wasn’t going to kill herself. She just wanted to bleed. It made her feel human.
snogged_fanfic project...I'm getting some more of these posted. But at the moment, I'm not going to post single entries for these. Instead, I'm doing multiple entries in one post :)Title: Insides
Author: snogged
Show: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: Drusilla/Spike
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, Set during “Lie to Me” – Season 2
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters. I don’t.
Prompt: Slippery
“Run and catch, run and catch, the lamb is caught in the blackberry patch. Catch the little lamb and feel it screaming as it bleeds a pretty little song in my head.” Drusilla hummed to herself as she wandered through the factory.
“’ello my pet,” Spike stepped up behind her and pulled her tightly to him. “Do anything interesting tonight?”
“I walked through the park; it was all slippery and wet like my insides. Met a little boy but he didn’t want to play. Will you play with me, Spike? Will you dry up my insides?”
Spike groaned softly as he felt his erection growing. She may be insane but her imagery had the power to be seductive. He had considered reprimanding her for walking through the park alone but that no longer controlled his thoughts. There would be time for punishment later.
He pushed her forward so she was bending at the waist and opened his zipper. Drusilla squealed with delight. Spike pushed the dress up over her hips and plunged into her, driving each thrust hard and deep. He dug his nails deep into her hips and tiny rivulets of blood began to trickle down her pale skin.
Drusilla whimpered and moaned, angling her body upwards and pressing her ass tight against Spike’s groin. “Dripping, dripping like a leaky faucet. Drip. Drip.”
Spike’s thrusts increased in speed, his hands reaching around to cup her breasts, twisting and pulling the nipples under the almost sheer fabric of her dress.
Spike growled deep in his throat as he felt his climax approaching. He leaned across Drusilla’s back and claimed her neck in a bite. The two bodies merged into one. Her blood in his veins. Both of them consumed and sated.
“The stars sing a happy tune and its all for you, my Spike.”
“Of course they do, pet,” Spike smirked, pulling his pants back up. He patted her on the bottom. “Now go play with your birdie.”
Title: Burning Your Memory
Author: snogged
Show: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: implied Xander/Cordelia, Cordelia’s POV
Rating/Warnings: PG-13; set during “The Wish.”
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters and the Xander quotes. I don’t.
Prompt: Pictures
“Hey, it’s Xander. If you get this, call me.” The answering machine blared and then beeped.
She stared at the picture in front of her. They all looked so damn happy. The happiness made her nauseous. She wanted to throw up. She couldn’t look at him anymore. Not after what he did to her. She couldn’t believe she had actually seen him making out Willow. She closed her eyes in an effort to push the memory as far back as she could make it go. But it wouldn’t leave.
The scissors in her hand closed sharply around the glossy picture and Buffy’s image fell into the bowl in her lap. Buffy was followed by Willow.
“Hi! Xander…well I’m in if you feel like calling.” The answering machine blared again as it slowly ran through her messages.
She shoves the scissors into Xander’s face. Tears and her mascara stain her cheeks. Her chest ached. Everything hurt so bad.
“Hi Cordelia. If you get the chance, if we could talk, I’m here.”
The brunette cheerleader lit a match and held it to the corner of Xander’s face. The flame licked at the picture, engulfing it as Cordelia let it fall into the bowl. The contents of the bowl burst into flame.
If only burning away a memory was that easy.
“Hi Cordelia. It’s me. I’m here. Again.”
Title: Our Little Secret
Author: snogged
Show: Buffy
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, masturbation, implied sex/blowjobs, thoughts of D/s
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters. I don’t.
Prompt: Sexual Urges/Spontaneity
Author’s Note: This is a whole new pairing and normally, I don’t write male slash so sorry if it stinks. I wanted to try something new.
Xander’s mind kept drifting to the thought of Spike tied up in the arm chair next to him. He felt his cock growing hard at the thought of making Spike submit. He had tried pushing the thought out of his mind but it just wasn’t happening.
Xander groaned, his hand drifting towards his boxer shorts, desperate to relieve the pressure and go back to sleep.
“You know, if you got me out of this chair I could help you with that.” Spike scoffed, slightly annoyed that the wanker he was rooming with was jacking off while his own dick was growing hard and he didn’t have the hand movement to do anything about it.
Xander paused for a moment, considering his options. “Fine, but I’m cuffing your hands behind your back.”
“Oh bloody hell, its not like I’m going to kill you.”
Xander rose from the bed and went to untie Spike from the arm chair. Before the boy had the chance to tie Spike’s hands behind him, the peroxide blonde vampire tackled him to the bed.
“Now, let’s see what we can do about that bloody, hard dick of yours.” Spike grinned evilly and reached inside Xander’s boxers pulling out his pulsing erection.
Xander groaned in anticipation.
“We can’t tell anyone about this,” Xander panted.
“Don’t worry, you bloody wanker, it will be our little secret.”
Title: Kitty
Author: snogged
Show: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: Willow/Kitty!Spike
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, kitten play, themes of D/s, oral
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters. I don’t.
Prompt: Sexual Urges
Author’s Note: I was inspired by Cat’s birthday wish. That’s all I’m going to say.
“Purr for me. Purr for me now, or I’ll take away kitty’s pussy.”
She yanked on the leash, pulling his head away from her body.
Spike looked at his Mistress with pleading in his eyes. It was still a wonder she had agreed to explore this sexual urge of his. But she had. And she was pulling it off like a professional.
“Purr for it. Purr for it like the pretty kitten you are. You like lapping up mommy’s milk so purr for it!”
And so he did. He purred from deep his throat. “Merow,” he added. The leash pulled him forward and he stuck his tongue back into her dripping pussy, lapping at it like it was a saucer of milk. She scratched his fake, furry black cat ears and smiled softly.
“Such a good little kitten.”
He purred softly and continued his ministrations. Willow moaned in gleeful pleasure as her orgasm rocked through her.
“Oh fuck yes!” Willow cried. Spike lapped up all her juices and nuzzled against her thighs, licking the remaining juices off his lips.
“You were such a good kitten today. I’m very proud of how you even purred when I didn’t ask you too. I’m going to make you do that much more often now.” She scratched him on the head again and Spike purred, proud of himself for a job well done.
Title: Trust
Author: snogged
Show: Buffy
Pairing: Willow/Spike
Rating/Warnings: R, sexual innuendo, implied pet play, implied D/s… This is a prequel to “Kitty”
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters. I don’t.
Prompt: Trust
“Willow, if I told you something would you promise not to laugh?” Spike’s fingers gently stroked the witch’s red hair.
“Of course sweetie, you can trust me. We’ve been together how long?” Willow nuzzled further into her lover’s naked chest. She loved post-sex snuggles.
Spike smiled. “Ever since we saved the world, love.”
“So you can tell me.”
“All right pet. I want to be a kitty.”
Willow stifled a giggle.
Spike sighed. “I want to be treated like a kitty, you know, sexually. I want you to treat me like a kitty. I trust you and I hope you will help me explore this fantasy.”
“I see.” Willow mused. “Is this like a domination/submission thing?”
“It can be. That’s where pet play seems to be the most popular. I’ll let you think about it. I don’t want to rush you.”
Willow took a breath. “Well, sweetie, if this is what you want and you trust me enough, I will explore this you. I’m open to new things. If I wasn’t, I would have left the hellmouth long ago.”
Spike kissed the top of her head. “Thank you, pet.”
Willow lifted her head and grinned mischievously. “You will call me Mistress Willow, you’re the pet now.”
“Yes mistress.”
“Good kitty. Now, who wants a taste of mommy’s milk?” Willow smirked and spread her legs.
Title: Human
Author: snogged
Show: Buffy
Pairing: Dawn
Rating/Warnings: pg-16, dark, themes of cutting
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns the characters. I don’t.
Prompt: Cutting
It had started small. It had been almost accidental really. One small slice across the back of her leg. She just wanted to see if there would be red there. Or if it would be some strange, radioactive green color. She wanted to know if she really was just a ball of energy or if she was still human.
But then it became addicting. Each cut brought her inner turmoil to the surface. Each drop of blood let some of that pain go.
She hid them well. No one noticed her new habit. Would they have really cared anyways? They seemed to ignore her. She was the little sister. She was the annoying brat.
She wasn’t going to kill herself. She just wanted to bleed. It made her feel human.
