Author's Name: Sarah Aless
Author's E-mail: give_it_to_me_spikey@yahoo.co.uk
Title: Who's Afraid?
Disclaimer: They're not mine *big sigh* Joss and Mutant Enemy own
them I'm just having fun......and wishing and definitely not making
any money.
Distribution:www.geocities.com/spikeaholic20, One Good Lay, StS, &
ww.vampires-kiss.net .Anyone else.....Put it where you like ;-) but
please tell me where it's going.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: S/B
Feedback: Yes please.....pretty please. Pretty pretty please.
Spoilers: Season 6 after Wrecked
Author's Notes / Summary: Spuffy smut, Spike, Buffy in an outfit and smut! That's about the size of it :D


Part 1
Buffy entered Spike's crypt very warily; feeling both nervous and already ridiculously aroused. She had no idea what he had planned. She'd come home from patrol to find a note on her pillow saying 'Come straight to my crypt when you get home. Don't shower!' The tone of the note left her in no doubt that Spike was feeling all masterful tonight. The thought had made her hornier than she already had been from the slaying. She'd scoffed a microwave burger then headed on out to the cemetery, her stomach in knots and her panties growing wetter with every step.

She looked around the crypt and noticed a red cloth covering something and a note perched on top of it. Checking all around as she went; in case Spike was about to pounce, she walked over to the pile and picked up the note. All it said was 'Put these on, braid your hair and come downstairs.' On closer examination Buffy realised that the pile was actually clothing, and it was clothing she recognised. Suddenly everything fell into place. She didn't know whether to giggle or be even more nervous.

Buffy donned the outfit quickly and did as the note instructed with her hair, then made her way down the ladder to Spike's underground bedroom. As she went down the ladder she prayed that Spike wouldn't have gone to the extreme of dressing in a corresponding outfit. She honestly didn't think she would be able to keep a straight face if he had. As she reached the bottom of the ladder she was struck by how dark it was down here. There were only one or two candles burning in the gloom of the subterranean cavern. Her slayer instincts were screaming 'trap' at her as she attempted to peer into the darkness outside the pools of light cast by the candles.

She heard a movement off to her left and as she spun round to face what she was sure was Spike she was completely taken by surprise. Spike pounced from behind, catching a braid in each hand he tugged her head back and growled in her ear "You shouldn't be wandering around in the dark little girl. Should you now?"

Buffy gasped and dropped the cape part of the outfit (which she'd opted for just carrying) as he pulled a little harder on her hair. "You should also answer the big bad wolf when he asks you a question little red riding hood." He growled again and Buffy's knees went a little weak as he licked her neck. Spike nipped at her neck with blunt teeth and growled again. Buffy gave up trying to work out when Spike had managed to find and steal the outfit she'd worn at Hallowe'en a couple of years ago as her mind hazed over with lust.

She needed to kiss him and desperately tried to free her braids so that she could turn and put her mouth on him. Spike however merely tightened his grip before using the braids to pull her head back even further and to the side; giving him better access to her arching neck. He grew rapidly more aroused as he watched her chest heaving beneath the red and white gingham and the dainty little pinafore. God but she was a vision in this outfit. Her increased blood pressure didn't help matters either as he noticed the vein in her neck throbbing and pulsing with her excitement. He licked up the vein to her ear, grasping the lobe between his teeth he pulled quite roughly.

Not only did Buffy's knees grow weak this time they actually buckled as he nipped the spot just behind her ear, knowing that this drove her wild in any even vaguely sexual situation. As she sank to her knees she was struck with the need to have Spike's cock in her mouth, and the sooner the better. It wasn't going to happen she realised as Spikes grip on her hair was as punishing as ever. She straightened her legs and locked her knees before bending forward quickly in an attempt to wrench the braids from Spike's grasp. It didn't work and she attempted to straighten up but Spike had decided he liked the position as he ground his hard cock against her ass and pussy. He walked her over to the bed in the same position grinding against her all the way and making her whimper with need. When they got there she braced her hands on the top of the bed as Spike finally let go and took a step back.

He was consumed with the need to plow his dick into her hard and fast and relentlessly as he surveyed the delicious sight before him. The skirt of the red and white gingham dress hadn't looked *overly* short when she was standing up, but now the gathering in the material made the bulk of it fall to the front. This meant the skirt didn't quite cover her ass and he had a tantalising glimpse of the white cotton panties she wore. The sight of the demure underwear (as if she'd read his mind when she dressed even though she'd had no idea about this) almost did for Spike. He growled again and moved to catch her hips and rip the panties off her.

The break in contact had given Buffy time to gather her senses and decide she wanted to play a little. She was acutely aware of how ready Spike was to ravage her from the feeling of his prick a moment ago. Moving quickly she shot round to the other side of the bed.

"Oy!" Spike yelled in protest "Come back here little red. I want to eat you!" He said waggling his eyebrows suggestively with the last words.

Buffy pouted at him and widened her eyes saying, in the best little girl voice she could muster, "Oh but I don't think I'd like to be eaten!"

Spike smirked and curled his tongue against the back of his teeth before saying "Now we both know that's a lie luv. Now be a good girl and get on the bed so I can start my feast." He moved to lunge round the foot of the bed but Buffy anticipated this and moved just as quickly. They now stood, he at the foot and she at the head of the bed, both panting and Buffy very flushed.








Part 2

Previously.........
Buffy pouted at him and widened her eyes saying, in the best little girl voice she could muster, “Oh but I don't think I'd like to be eaten!"

Spike smirked and curled his tongue against the back of his teeth before saying "Now we both know that's a lie luv. Now be a good girl and get on the bed so I can start my feast." He moved to lunge round the foot of the bed but Buffy anticipated this and moved just as quickly. They now stood, he at the foot and she at the head of the bed, both panting and Buffy very flushed.

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"Lie down" Spike growled.

"I don't think so Mr. Wolf" Buffy giggled, skipping round to the left hand side of the bed as Spike moved round to the right. Spike glared across the bed at her and Buffy coyly placed a finger in her mouth and nibbled on it before sucking it into her mouth and pulling it out again slowly as their eyes locked.

"Keep that up and you'll have something much bigger than your delicate little finger in your mouth before long little girl." Spike leered.

Buffy adopted a mock shocked face. "But I thought you were the one doing the eating today Mr. Wolf."

"Oh believe me luv" Spike countered "You're going to be well and truly eaten......amongst other things."

"What do you mean among other things?" Innocent Buffy was back, pouting some more just for good measure. "I don't think I should trust you Mr. Wolf. I think you have plans to corrupt me."

"Damn right sweetheart" Spike rumbled "I'm going to *corrupt* the hell out of you and then I'm gonna *corrupt* you some more. I'm gonna *corrupt* your brains out little red riding hood. Gonna *corrupt* you so hard you won't be able to walk straight."

Spike double bluffed her, dancing from one foot to the other and making her run round the bed towards him. Buffy tried to run away when she realised her mistake but her legs, and her whole body actually, had turned to jelly at his words. She made it perhaps four or five feet before he caught her, cackling and snuffling at her hair as he lifted her and threw her over his shoulder.

Buffy shrieked and wriggled as he hefted her more squarely onto his shoulder. She pummelled his back calling out "Put me down, put me down, you bad mean wolfie!" Spike smiled and slapped her wriggling bottom once, stilling her struggles as he tipped her onto the bed. She landed on her back and her skirts flew up over her chest revealing the white cotton panties to Spike again. He grinned at the sight until she moved to push the skirt back down to cover herself.

"Leave it" he commanded

"But Mr. Wolf!" She gasped wishing she could make herself blush for added effect "You can see my panties!"

Spike crawled over her on the bed, removing her hands from the dress and pinning them to the mattress at her sides. Buffy grinned up at him, pretending to try to struggle from his grasp as he ran his tongue over his teeth.

"My, my Mr. Wolf" she exclaimed "what a long tongue you have."

"All the better to make you squeal with Little Red Riding Hood" Spike leered, insinuating his knee between her thighs he pushed her legs apart, his hands continuing to hold her wrists down. Buffy squirmed and panted as Spike moved down her body; she attempted to clamp her thighs together. He let go of her wrists and placed his hands on her inner thighs and pushed them apart. He moved back up her body as she attempted to sit up, pinning her back down with his weight. Buffy kept up the pretence of struggling until Spike thrust his denim covered erection forcefully against her wringing wet underwear.

She groaned loudly, unable to hold the sound in as he continued to rub his hardness roughly against her clit making her hips lift against him. Spike grinned and returned his head to the apex of her thighs. Making his tongue into a stiff point he used it to rub hard at her clit through her panties. Buffy felt moisture rush from inside of her at the intimate contact, making her underwear even wetter. She whimpered as he moved his head from side to side rapidly, his tongue still rubbing at her now swollen bud. As her head began to thrash from side to side her body grew hotter and hotter; her shaking hands moved to the sides of her underwear without any conscious thought on her part.

Spike grabbed her hands again as she desperately tugged at her panties blind to anything but getting them off and having his tongue tease her bare skin. Placing her hands on either side of her again he raised his head and tutted at her.

"Dear me, little girl" he mocked "I don't think there was any need to worry about me actually corrupting you. You're quite the little hussy aren't you? Can't wait to get you knickers off for the big bad wolf, you little strumpet!"

Buffy's only response was to roll her head and let out a whimper that was almost a sob. She NEEDED him to stop teasing and get down to the eating part.

"Right then!" Spike growled "If Little Red Riding Hood wants her pants off, we'll damn well take her pants off." With one swift movement he tore her panties off and out from under her. His tongue immediately delved back into her wetness. Buffy perspired and shook as if she had a fever that was reaching its crisis point. Spike removed his tongue before sliding two fingers just inside her creaming entrance and curling them upwards, rubbing solidly against her g-spot. Although her hips twitched and were desperately trying to increase the pressure of his fingers, the absence of stimulation on her clitoris cooled her down the tiniest weeniest fraction.

Spike began to thrust his fingers in and out of her fast and hard, maintaining the upward pressure on her g-spot. Her inner muscles clamped and loosened completely randomly as Buffy was rapidly losing control of any part of her body. Spike watched her face, feeling so powerful as her eyes became wild and colour rushed to her cheeks. He gave her nubbin one quick flick with the back of his thumbnail and Buffy's ass lifted clean off the bed as she cried out. She was so close, her clit felt so sensitive, but the tiny bit of contact wasn't enough to send her over the edge. Grinning Spike slowed his fingers until they were barely moving and pressed up hard on her g-spot. Then he removed his fingers entirely and stared between her legs as Buffy writhed on the bed. "Looks like someone's very aroused!" He proclaimed, "beautiful little button standing to attention, begging me to touch it."

Buffy was past the point of being embarrassed. "Oh God.....please....please....I...you have to......aaagggghhh!" She yelled as Spike used the fingers, warm from being inside of her and covered in her secretions to barely rub over her nubbin. Her hips pumped furiously towards his teasing hands and Buffy suddenly believed that she would lose her mind soon. He didn't keep the contact for very long though and smiled when he saw that even after his fingers were removed her hips still bucked; looking for anything to give her stimulation she desperately needed.

"Beg for me again Little Red" he taunted "I love to hear you beg"

"Please" Buffy gritted out, her eyes squeezed shut "please.....I NEED to cum.....please!!!"

Spike pushed four fingers inside of her, pumping them in then out and then bringing them to a halt, wedged as tight up into her as he could get them. He slowly brought his tongue down and licked all around her clit without actually touching it. Buffy was practically sobbing now and he revelled in the feel of her clenching and unclenching against his fingers. After a little teasing he brushed her clit firmly with his tongue. The clenching became a lot harder as he set up a slow rhythm with both fingers and mouth. He was playing it dangerously close he knew, but he was confident he could tease just enough that she wouldn't cum until he made it happen.

"Are you ready Little Red?" He questioned, not really expecting an answer. "I'm going to fuck your tight little hole with my fingers hard and fast as if it was my cock, and I'm going to lick and suck and eat at your creamy slit and nubbin until you scream."

"Oh shit!" Buffy said as his words caused more convulsions of her inner walls.

Spike did just as he promised. His fingers pistoned in and out of her with almost as much force as if he was fucking her with his dick. Before he got down to the eating part he looked I her in the eye one more time. "You like that?" He asked "Gotta tell me or I'll just have to stop, cos I don't want to do anything you don't like"

"Oh God!!!!....Don't you dare stop!" Buffy all but shrieked

"Want me to eat you now Little Red?" He questioned

"Oh...god ....yes please...NOW!!!"

Keeping up the relentless finger fucking that was almost rattling her teeth with every in-stroke Spike took his tongue back to her clit. Flattening it he moved it hard against her clit every time he pushed his fingers into her. Within seconds Buffy was thrashing uncontrollably as the hardest orgasm she had ever had washed through her. Her hands made to grab Spike's head to push him against her as the orgasm passed but they only got as far as her bent knees as she realised the orgasm wasn't stopping. Another one was building right on top of the one that wasn't finished yet. She gripped her knees so hard that she would later find she had considerable bruising. She yanked on her legs pulling them further apart as her hips bounced on the bed, pushing forward of their own accord. She couldn't see anything but red, couldn't hear, couldn't feel anything but Spike's relentless pounding of his fingers in her and the burning release that just kept on coming from between her legs.

"Gahhhhhh!!!....ahhh....ahhhh....HOLY FUCK!" She screamed as Spike eventually slowed down and removed his tongue. It was just as well he stopped when he did as Buffy had reached the point where if the orgasms had kept flooding her she would have passed out from the sheer ecstasy of it. He left his fingers inside of her and placed a thumb on her clit as she humped the end of her orgasms away on his hand.

Spike crawled up the bed to lie next to a very flushed, very out of breath, yet insanely happy slayer. He had a moment of worry as he took in the sight of her all spent and panting. Her eyes were closed and her head lolled back a ridiculous grin on her face. He'd done such a good job, he worried that she would be too knackered now to scratch the considerable itch that the combination of her outfit and his performance had given him. He needn't have worried, after a couple of minutes, Buffy's breathing returned to normal and she finally opened her eyes. "Mr. Wolf!" She exclaimed, "I do believe that was the best feast I ever had where I wasn't doing the eating and ...........Oh!" She said looking down between them "Mr. Wolf what a HUGE dick you have! Your mouth is obviously for eating, but I wonder what you'll use THAT for?!"

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Part 3
Previously.....
Buffy's breathing returned to normal and she finally opened her eyes. "Mr. Wolf!" She exclaimed, "I do believe that was the best feast I ever had where I wasn't doing the eating and ...........Oh!" She said looking down between them "Mr. Wolf what a HUGE dick you have! You're mouth is obviously for eating, but I wonder what you'll use THAT for?!"
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"Well, I just don't know Little Red Riding Hood. Do *you* have any ideas as to what I could do with it?"

Buffy made a show of mulling the idea over. While she was 'thinking' she sat up and moved closer to Spike and also moved down his body. Spike watched with growing......interest. Buffy looked closely at his throbbing hard-on then up at his face with the sauciest grin she could muster.

"Looks good enough to eat" she mumbled, just loud enough for him to hear. Swinging one leg over both of his as he rolled onto his back she dropped to all fours and crawled backwards until her head was above his dick. Spike closed his eyes as she took his rigid staff in her hand and lowered her mouth to him. She slowly pumped up and down his length and, finally, making her tongue into a point, licked the head all the way around before flicking it rapidly across the tip. Spike moaned as Buffy gave the head a final lash of her tongue before turning quickly and leaping off the bed and scampering to the foot of the ladder.

"Well that was fun Mr. Wolf" she called "but I'd better be getting home now. Thanks for everything." She winked as Spike's head shot up in confusion. "Goodbye" she waved cheerfully and began to climb the ladder.

She'd gotten halfway up the ladder when a growling, vamp-faced Spike grabbed her right ankle. Buffy's legs turned to jelly again as the snarling vamp began to tug at her ankle. She'd known she was being an insufferable tease, but she'd got hers and she could never resist teasing Spike. For Spike's part, he wasn't *really* all that unhappy about this turn of events. From his position beneath her Spike had one hell of a view up her skirts. Obviously she was bare as he had ripped her panties off earlier. She kicked her ankle trying to loosen his grip and Spike almost literally drooled at the sight of her glistening pussy lips peeping out at him and her firm ass wriggling with the effort of trying to throw him off. The sight was so spellbinding he didn't realise that Buffy had put the foot he was holding back onto the ladder. She crossed her left leg behind her and stamped hard on his outstretched arm. Spike cursed and let go immediately, and Buffy began to scarper up the ladder again.

"You sly little witch!" Spike exclaimed, sure that she must have known how put off he'd been by being able to see up her skirt. He rushed up the ladder and caught her easily as she shrieked and giggled. Coming up behind her he grabbed her pinafore straps in one hand, forcing her shoulders back and effectively immobilising her arms. He swung round and held her dangling by her apron straps.

"Oh! Put me down Mr Wolf" she giggled kicking her legs.

"My pleasure" Spike grinned, dropping her from their current position about three quarters of the way up the ladder, down to the hard floor. He leapt straight down on top of her, turning her over and pinning her arms by her head and straddling her hips. "Now just where did you think you were going pet?" Spike growled in her ear "Big Bad Wolfie isn't finished with you yet."

"But you said you were going to eat me and you did! I didn't think you'd have any trouble finding something that you could do yourself with that big dick." She smiled cheekily as she spoke again, intentionally using one of the phrases she'd picked up from him. "You know, what with your being such a wanker!"

That phrase (and the fact she'd used it correctly) coming out of Buffy's mouth stunned Spike for a fraction of a second and Buffy managed to tip him off her as she turned over and began to get to her feet. Spike was too quick again though, and she found herself squashed on her front, arms held down by her head once more.

"You shouldn't tease a wolfie little girl, and you REALLY shouldn't insult him."

Grinding his hardness into her ass he put his mouth against her neck, letting her feel the points of his fangs for a second. "When wolves get angry they're inclined to BITE!" As he said 'bite' he tightened his grip on her arms and made a snapping sound at her ear. Buffy couldn't hold in a yelp as his teeth snapped and her stomach turned over with desire. God but she wanted him to bite her. Since they'd been 'shagging' he hadn't even tried that, in fact this was the first time he'd even mentioned anything like it. Buffy's heart rate increased dramatically as she remembered a pleasure so intense it had made her pass out when Angel had bitten her three years earlier.

Spike smelt her arousal and heard her heart rate increase. "Oh you bad girl!" He said "I think someone wants to be bitten!"

Gathering reserves of strength from god only knew where Buffy managed to throw him off again and she bolted. She could hear Spike spring to his feet behind her and she jumped on the bed to run across it. Spike pounced, catching her around the knees he tackled her down onto the bed. She fell face first and was instantly held down by Spike's weight on her.

"You're not fooling me luv" he said breathily "if you were really trying to get away you wouldn't keep letting me pin you down like this little red. I know what you want me to do with my prick..........I also know what you want me to do with my fangs."

"I don't know what you could mean Mr. Wolf" she was feigning innocence again but Spike was rapidly getting past the point of playing. Buffy squirmed under him, she knew what she wanted him to do with his prick and fangs too but she was enjoying the chase far too much to tell him that just yet. As she wriggled, her ass rubbed his crotch, as far as Spike was concerned her wriggling was doing nothing but ensuring she was going to be getting a damn good shagging VERY soon. Pulling her hands to the small of her back he held them there with one hand while the other freed his cock.

"You know exactly what I mean" Spike admonished "Now be good and open your legs a bit so I can give you what I have for you."

"No!" Buffy said "You're a mean old wolfie and I think you want to do naughty things between my legs."

"Damn right I do! And you want me to too you little sod. Stop pretending you don't and open up."

When Buffy still kept her thighs clamped shut Spike growled and put his mouth on her left butt cheek, dimpling it with the points of his fangs.

"Tell me you want it and let me in" he coaxed "or I'll take a nice big bite out of your luscious ass." Buffy squeaked but didn't move, deciding to test him. Spike slowly slid his fangs into her ripe cheek. Buffy's back arched and she gasped at the slight pain, followed by the delicious pull of him sucking her. He only sucked for a second before withdrawing his fangs and laving at the holes with his tongue to help them to close.

Buffy's entire body had relaxed. He easily managed to part her legs now and, letting go of her hands, pulled roughly up on her hips. Before she had even recovered from him biting her ass she was on her knees before him and felt his solid tool plunging deep into her welcoming channel. His hands ran up and down the front of her thighs as he thrust slowly in and out. Steadying herself on one hand Buffy reached behind her to undo the pinafore intending to undress, wanting to feel his skin on her back, when he bent over her which he was sure to do. Spike stopped thrusting and halted the progress of her hand.

"What are you doing?" He questioned

"Taking my clothes off" Buffy giggled, "Never figured you as being one for 'clothes shagging'"

"Ok, first, where in hell did you hear a phrase like that?"

"British girl I chatted to on the internet." She laughed

"Fair enough. Second, normally I do want to see every inch of your delicious body, but not today, you're far too fuckable IN the outfit. Besides, I can get to all the important bits" he said sliding a hand up to her clit and reaching round with the other to tweak at her nipple through the dress. Turning them 90 degrees so that her head was at the top of the bed he continued "So I suggest you forget about undressing and put your delicate little hands on the headboard and hold on tight, cos I'm about to fuck your brains right out of your head."

"Oh god no arguments here!" She gasped as Spike began to thrust again with renewed vigour. She did just as he said and gripped the headboard so hard it was a wonder it didn't splinter under her grasp. She felt him slide her skirt up over her ass and almost screamed as he ran his thumb over his bite mark as he thrust into her hard and fast. Desperately she spread her legs further as he reached deep inside of her with thrusts which now bordered on brutal in their force. He kept up the stimulation of her nubbin, rubbing and pinching it in time with his pelvis slamming into her.

"You like that Little Red Riding Hood?" He growled between thrusts. "Big bad wolf's big hard dick, fucking you senseless?"

"Oh yes...yes...god that's good" she panted out "faster....harder.....that’s it......fuck me.....fuck me....ooohh!!"

Buffy was disintegrating into babble rapidly at the feel of him stretching and pounding her from behind. He was grunting like the animal he'd been pretending to be as she slammed backwards to meet his thrusts. They were going at it so hard and she felt so good that her arms began to sag at the elbows and she ended up with her head leaning on the headboard, forearms flat to it as she panted and moaned. Although the position gave Spike a handsome view of her ass, which was now raised as her head slid lower on the headboard, the position made it harder for her to push back and Spike was all for participation from both sides. When her head was almost as low as the pillow he removed his hands from her clit and where they'd been mauling at her breasts through her dress. He reached forward and grabbed her braids again yanking her back up none to gently, until she was back in conventional doggie style position.

"Stay with me luv" he panted out "Come on..........fuck me back.....that’s right........."Buffy was thrusting back in earnest now as Spike held her hair like reins and tugged on them every time he thrust into her. He stopped moving entirely saying "Come on then little girl...........show me how much you want it......how much you love it.......fuck yourself on my big hard dick."

By this point Buffy needed no encouragement, although she was disappointed that his thrusting had stopped she was so desperate to feel him moving in and out of her that she shoved herself back and forth hard and fast; using the headboard, which she still gripped with knuckles that were now white, for leverage. Spike pulled on her hair a little harder urging her on.

"That's it." he encouraged "Hard and fast.........shove it all the way inside you..........come on girl......harder..........faster..........fuck it..........." The more he egged her on the harder his hair pulling became and the quicker Buffy felt her orgasm building, just when she thought she couldn't go any faster Spike began to thrust again.

The pair groaned as their hips smashed together with movements that would have hurt each other had they both not been a little more than human. Spike put both braids in one hand and continued to pull them as his hand reached back round underneath her to finger her erect nubbin. "Oh fuck!" Buffy screamed "I'm gonna........gonna......god.........I'm coming!!" As she screamed and her inner convulsions began to milk Spike he collapsed over her back, holding her round the waist as he spurted, thrusting shallowly but at an incredible speed. Still holding her braid he used it to tilt her head and as his own climax rushed through him he sank his fangs into a still screaming Buffy. The Slayers blood seemed to give Spike an endless supply of cum as he just kept spurting and jarring into her. The second his fangs pierced her skin Buffy felt another orgasm rising, and another and another as he sucked at her life's blood and filled her with his cum.

Eventually Spike withdrew his fangs as he finished spurting into her. Pulling her down to the side so they lay in 'spoons' position he licked at her the wounds on her neck as she panted and tried desperately not to lose consciousness. He nuzzled at her neck as her breathing slowed down. Turning her head to look at him as he leaned up on an elbow he rubbed his finger over the bite marks on her neck as he looked into her eyes and said "Are you all right luv?"

Buffy smiled hazily up at him. "I'll tell you when I come down. I'm floating around on a cloud somewhere right now. God that was amazing Spike."

"No shit Slayer." Spike replied, deadpan. He never could resist a spot of sarcasm.

Pulling herself away from him so that he slipped out of her and turning around she said "I have a couple of questions though. One, what was with the 'My Little Pony' antics?"

Spike gave her a confused look.

"You know the hair pulling and the yelling ‘harder..........faster..........fuck it...........' Like I was your pet horse! I half expected you to yell giddy-up at me"

"Giddy-up eh?" Spike smirked "That idea has potential luv. You'd look so cute in a bridle with a bit in your mouth to shut you up. I 'm sure I've still got a riding cr.........." At a playful glare from her he went on "Guess I just forgot who was playing the animal luv, and what kind I was supposed to be. Least it was doggie style though! Truly wolfie! I must get points for that."

"Suppose so" Buffy conceded. "Ok, second," she went silent and as Spike was about to ask her what was second she pounced on him, pinning his arms to the bed and sitting on his legs to immobilise him. "Second, you had that all your own way. Guess you forgot that in the story, Little Red Riding Hood always wins. She always gets the wolf, and gets him good. So you see, I think I'm going to have to hold you down here and fuck YOUR brains out."

"No arguments here luv." Spike grinned growing instantly hard again.

THE END