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Title: Addiction
Author: Herslave
Disclaimer: all characters belong to Joss Whedon
and mutant enemy
I own absolutely nothing!!
Rating: N/C 17
Pairing: B/W .......a little faith
Summary: Random PWP
Spoilers: It's my own little twisted fantasy
world
Distribution: e- mail me first please
:)
Authors notes: Inspired by great amounts of
positive feedback
They don't know my witch like I do ,well at
least not Zander and Anya .
As we sit here at The Bronze like we have a
million times before they still have no clue.
They can't see it , but I can.....I can
feel it..... I need it....I live for it .
The amazing energy that flows from my
witch, ......I crave it like a drug.
Thumping
techno music pumps out of the sound system all around us as we sit at
a dark table in the back, Zander, Anya , and myself. I watch as my witch dances with Faith , watch as their
bodies move together to the pounding thob of the music.
Watch as they move apart when the
tempo picks up and then move back together as the music slows to a throbbing ,
pulsing beat , their bodies molding to one another
perfectly.
Those emerald green eyes are watching me
also , my witch always teasing me .
Firm hands grip Faith's waist pulling
her hips in closer, as they grind together face to face to the steady ,
hypnotic beat .
Both of them lost in the sound and the
moment.
Faith never one to pass up an opportunity,
jumped at the chance to dance with Willow after I politely
declined.
I have my reasons , they are quite simple.
I love to watch her come out of
that shell she's so good at hiding behind. That persona of a shy little wiccan ,
of course I knew better . I know the energy that lurks inside her, and I love to see it
rear it's sexy little head.
I knew my witch wanted to play
tonight when we left the
dorm.
Zander and Anya
are oblivious to any of it , too wrapped up in each other to notice. They don't
see the way my witch uses Faith's body to tease me, her hands
on Faith as they move .
Faith's hands are all over her
,venturing into territory normally only meant for
me.
In the rapid flashes of light and movement
I see my witch turn Faith to face me , that lazy sexy grin crosses the dark
slayer's lips as she looks right at me.
Faith isn't stupid , she knows exactly what
is going on and is loving every minute of it.
. Those wonderful, familliar
hands are low on Faith's leather clad hips now, pulling her ass
against her as they grind in perfect time with the beat. Faith's arms wrap
themselves seductively around my witch's neck, and her head falls
lazily back on her shoulder.
The more of Faith's body my witch explores
the more turned on I become, my ears are ringing from the blood coursing
through my body .
I sit perfectly still watching them,
Zander calls it slayer mode he thinks I am hunting for vamps in the dark
crowd.
I am hunting.
I sit like a predator waiting for just the
right moment , for that perfect moment to slip in and take what is
mine.
They move together in perfect unison, swaying and grinding against
one another. My witch teasing Faith with her hands letting them drift
seductivlely across her ample breast's slowly. I imagine what Faith's
nipples must feel like under the cotton of her black tank top as her palms
move over them.
My breathing suddenly changes as I see faith arch into her
touch, that touch I am more than familliar with.
I move swiftly as I see them break apart as the song slows and ends
, Faith walking toward me as I see Willow head into the dark hallway leading to
the bathrooms.
Faith grabs my forearm as I move past her stopping me and pulling
me close , leaning into my ear.
" sooner or later B , your gonna have to let me play ....a
girl can only take so much ." she says seductively as I pull away from her,
the thought lingering momentarily.
I find her , she is waiting for me like always, standing in
the shadows of the alley just behind the club.
The kiss I take from her is a hungry one, forceful and full of need
our tounges dueling as I claim her mouth.
My witch likes for the slayer to come out and play.
I pin her hands above her head as I push her back against the
cool brick wall, with one hand holding hers in place as the other moves
swiftly down her body. The kiss becoming more urgent as I cup her through the
skin tight brown leather pants she is wearing, The palm of my hand rubbing
gently against her clit through the material, she pulls away from the kiss with
a moan throwing her head back exposing her neck to me.
As I bite gently, she wraps her left leg around me
, pulling me against her wanting more , needing more.
I pull away from her neck only to push my hand rougher against her
creating more friction between my hand and her center.
Moving slow and deliberate.
" did you like that...Faith writhing against you ......touching her
body....me watching you.?" I ask my fingers beginning to explore.
" yes ." she growls , her voice deep with need.
" Such a naughty little witch." I tease as I work the button and
zipper of her pants and easliy slip my hand inside, only to discover she wasn't
wearing any panties.
" so naughty....." I whisper .
" Don't tease me slayer." she begs, as my fingers slide back and
forth in the wetness I find there.
I release her hands only to pin her by the shoulder , as I
slide two fingers into her deep and slow.
" Oh goddess!" she hisses , her body beginning to move on it's
own now , matching the thrust of my fingers as I pumped deeper and harder
into her.
Her eyes locked on mine as I gave her what she wanted , what we
both needed.
To feed that urge that burns in us constantly.
My body was humming at the pure energy flowing from
her.
This is what I craved like a drug , this is what I'm addicted
to.
My witch , my willow ......moving against me as her body
seeks the release it wants so badly. Her inner muscles tightening around my
fingers as I curl them hitting just the right spot to make her shudder and moan
,the sound of her breathing as she gasps for much needed air. The way her
body reacts to my thumb grazing against her clit as she pumps up and down on my
hand , grinding into me , seeking satisfaction.The silky wetness around my
fingers as I slide them in and out of her faster and deeper. And the
feel of her body shaking against me as her muscles contract around
me as she cums , breatheless and hard for me.
It's what I need.
It's the reason I live .
It's love on the hellmouth.
Willow: "It's a good fight, Buffy, and I want in." Buffy: "I kinda love you." --'Choices' Community email addresses: Post message: buffywantswillow@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Subscribe: buffywantswillow-subscribe@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unsubscribe: buffywantswillow-unsubscribe@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx List owner: buffywantswillow-owner@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Shortcut URL to this page: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/buffywantswillow Official archive for the list: http://www.ikoly.com/fanfic Other links to Buffy/Willow fics: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/buffywantswillow/links Yahoo! Groups Links
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