Summary: Faith, wearing Buffy's body, has just met Spike for the first
time. This time it goes a little differently.
Timeline: Season 4, takes place during 'Who Are You?'--right at the end
of Faith's (in Buffy's body) titillating monologue to Spike. The first
lines of dialogue here are from the original script by Joss Whedon.
Pairing: Spike/Buffy and Spike/Faith, cause it's crazy like that.
Nods: Much respect to the S/B fanfic queens from whom I may have inadvertently
borrowed since I'm a huge fan. Here's something advertent: the "convenient"
line is lifted from Laure Alexander's "Driven". (A great line
from a great fic.)
Disclaimer: Buffy, Spike, and everyone else mentioned in this story were
created by an evil mastermind and are owned by some huge conglomerate
and one day I shall lure them all into my stable and spank, spank, spank
them into submission. But until then, I own only that which is mine.
Distribution: Please ask first - email@example.com.
Feedback: Gives me a happy.
Series Started/Completed: July 2001
Awards Won: "Is It Hot In Here or Is It Just My Story?" Award from Tainted
Love | "Hot Sex on a Platter" Award from Darkness Beckons
Chapter One: Why Not?
"I could have anything. Anyone. Even you, Spike."
hypnotized, as Buffy moved so close he could smell the blood pumping through
could ride you at a gallop til your legs buckled and your eyes rolled
up," Faith breathed from Buffy's shiny mouth. "I've got muscles
you've never even dreamed of. I could squeeze you til you popped like
warm champagne and you'd beg me to hurt you just a little bit more--and
you know why I don't?"
palms burned into his chest and every dead nerve ending in Spike's body
hummed with desire. Why? he pleaded silently. Why not?
swept down and up as she scanned him from head to toe. Smiling seductively,
she settled on an answer.
if I know."
she was upon him, her soft tongue making contact with his.
wondering if this was the product of another one of Red's spells. But
then he gave in and took hold of her head roughly, all thoughts replaced
by a repetitive exclamation: Buffy!
is fun, Faith thought. Why B'd never taken advantage of this
golden opportunity, she couldn't figure. But she would rectify that right
she managed between fevered kisses, "back..."
and took her leather-clad legs in his arms as they stumbled past dancing
bodies, through the back door and into the dark alley behind the Bronze.
Spike spied a crate and deposited her on top of it, facing him. She tugged
at his buckle and quickly opened his jeans.
by Buffy's newfound brazenness, he wasn't about to look a gift horse in
the mouth. "Whatever spell you're under or whatever you're on, pet,
I love i--Ohh..."
hot little mouth had enveloped his cock. Her tantalizingly glossy red
lips slid up and down his shaft, while the golden skin of her hands that
pumped below glazed over with spit and secretions.
take long before he was holding her head and roaring like a beast. "OH,
her mouth and started to peel off her shirt. "I hear vamps can keep
it up forever."
Spike nodded, Buffy naked being his predominant thought.
mighty convenient," she said.
want this body?" she asked, squeezing Buffy's pink nipples.
Spike said, breathless...albeit needlessly.
you never thought I'd let you touch me like this." She cupped her
breasts and wrapped them around his length.
head bobbed up and touched Buffy's chin. He was speechless.
always wanted to fuck me," she said, reading his lust-ridden features.
the very first day I saw you," he answered raggedly, his cock close
to exploding again from being agitated between Buffy's baby-soft breasts.
just taken me," she said offhandedly.
God," he choked.
Billy," she said, standing. "I think that's better spent somewhere
else, don't you?"
was all he could muster.
him back-first on the cold asphalt. "Like it rough?"
flashed in response as he watched her yank off her leather pants. No
too," she said, straddling him. "Too bad you can't do anything
the chip for the millionth time that day, this time really meaning it.
as she sunk down onto his rigid cock and guided his hands to her breasts.
bloody, hell, Slayer..." he squoze as hard as he could without the
chip going off.
I tell you, baby?" she asked as she rose and fell, milking him with
each muscle contraction.
Through his blinding euphoria, Spike heard something from the back
door of the Bronze.
somebody...coming..." he reluctantly pointed out, knowing that Buffy
only one who's comin', Spike, is you," she whispered. "And me
if you do your job right."
and blissfully ignored the people who emerged, stopped, and walked away
kinda kinks do you like, huh, Spike?" she asked, slowly pulling his
belt buckle out of his open jeans. "You bein' a vampire and all..."
don't need?" She snapped the belt up, and ripped his shirt open.
"Oh I think you need."
the belt across his chest, leaving a nasty red mark on his alabaster skin.
out, shocked that Buffy was capable of any such thing. Has to be a
spell, he resolved once and for all. Good spell. She hit him
again. "Christ," he barked.
the Lord's name in vain!" She laughed throatily. "You're baaaaad.
Can't you do any better than that?"
had enough of her taunting, quickly spun her around, her naked bottom
hitting the cold ground. "Yeah, I can," he said, and thrust
deep into her slick depths.
more like it," she cooed, mussing his hair with her fingertips, the
belt discarded. She wrapped her legs around him, digging her heels into
his ass. "Unh, yeah..."
he gasped. "So...bloody...hot."
she said. "I am a cute little nugget, aren't I?"
he agreed with a chuckle, and buried his face in her neck.
wanted to bite me, huh?"
to now?" she asked breathlessly as she lifted her pelvis to meet
his every push.
burned in the back of his throat. "Yeah."
you can't, huh?"
his eyes tightly. "No."
blows." Faith thought she'd play another little game. "I've
always wanted you to."
his eyes. "What?"
him onto his back, and straddled him again. "I've always thought
about it..." she said in her best Coy Little Buffy impression.
Wait, he thought. Is this part of the spell?
always wanted you, Spike," she said with a whimper.
his face contort as she continued to ride him. Oh, I know what'll throw
you over the edge, she thought wickedly. Descending, she bit into
in rapturous bursts: Animal like me...Perfect...Everything...Buffy...
And as he
came into her hot, welcoming core, his last thought escaped from his mouth.
"I love you!"
Faith arched and ground into him, and Spike felt her shudder and tighten
around his cock, signaling her climax. She gasped headily as she came
down from the high, and smiled contentedly.
up to caress her face. "Buffy, I love you."
She wrinkled Buffy's brow, cast Buffy's hand back, and slapped him. Hard.
Dammit B, everybody loves *you.*
his cheek. "What?!"
you," she said shakily, and jumped up and grabbed her clothes.
fucking call me that!" she shrieked, and took off.
down at his now flaccid penis, shining with the juices of...Buffy. The
Slayer. His mortal enemy. The girl he...loves? What? No...
his head and sat up to fasten his jeans, trying to figure out what the
hell had just happened.
fear he heard in Buffy's voice? Sadness? Anger?
course she'd run off like that. What was he thinking?
he roared, hopping up and kicking a trash can. "BLOODY SPELLS!"
Continued in Chapter Two: Under It