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Archive: Sure just tell me.
Fandom: Buffy the vampire slayer
Pairing: Spike/ Xander
Rating: Best to be safe then sorry so R
Disclaimer: in my world they're chained to my bedroom walls for my own
pleasure.. but in reality Joss owns them. oh yeh and the song, its
closer by Nine Inch Nails.. I'm pretty sure every one knows it :)
Summary: a night club, some dancing, some smutt
Warnings: it prolly sucks, but I'm thinking positive :)
Spoilers: end of season 5, the gift.
Notes: I got the idea for this in a night club.
Notes 1: Sorry I used such a well known smutt song ....
Marked, Branded and Owned
by
Loopy
Entering the nightclub I feel the beat hit my body, instantly feeling the beat as it pulsates throughout me, making my whole being feel like it's moving, feeling more alive then I have in a long time.
Working my way through the crowd finding him, almost instantly,
There he is dancing perfectly to the beat. I watch him, his hips swaying, arms held in the air not caring, head rocking in time with the beat, oozing sex. Watching closely as he chooses some random guy, pulling him to him, making him want him almost to the point of need. Making him hornier than he's ever felt.
I watch as he teases him, knowing he isn't interested in him, he's just passing time, knowing all eyes are on him, his body, as it moves perfectly to the song.
Moving behind his current dance partner he grabs onto his waist forcing him to move how he wants him to, his head lifts up and his eyes lock with mine immediately.
So much is said in the look, mostly that he'd rather be dancing with me, that I'm to get my cute butt over there so he can dance with me, oh, and he wants to fuck me into next week.
The guy spins around and pull Spikes head to his, and kisses him. Jealousy taking over I quickly make my way to them, tearing the guy off of what's mine.
The guy tumbles to the ground and the club goes silent. I growl and say to the guy. "He's mine."
The crowd just looks at us. Most of them have seen Spike and me here before.
The guy gets up, brushes himself off, looks over at us and says. "He's who ever's he wants to be, don't see your name on him."
Idiot thinks he can play with what's my property. Feeling Spike's arms wrap themselves around me, his lips kiss my neck.
"You know how much it drives me wild when you get possessive, Pet. Makes me hard. Want you baby. So bad."
"Shh Spike."
Focusing on the guy again I move out of Spike's arms causing him to growl at me, pulling down the front of his jeans just enough to reveal his tattoo.
"Xander's Property. I have one in the exact same spot only it says Spike's Property. Well mate, if that's not my name on him then I've got words for the guy who did it."
As I turn away from the guy the DJ puts on our favorite song. The crowd begins to dance again. And we go into our world as the sound of Closer pumps out the speaker.
You let me violate you.
You let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you.
You let me complicate you
"Help me I broke apart my insides. Help me I've got no soul to sell."
Spike sings into my ear making sure his lips touch it.
Moving our bodies in perfect motion to the song, moving my hips making sure I grind against him causing him to moan. Not noticing that everyone is looking at us.
Help me the only thing that works for me.
Help me get away from myself
His hands reach down my back and grab onto my ass, squeezing it as the words continue to sing.
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
His mouth claims mine, pushing his tongue into my mouth while he
sucks on my bottom lip.
Breaking away from the kiss he looks me in the eyes and say's "I want to fuck you like an animal."
My whole existence is flawed
Taking control of the situation. I pull back from him. Licking my lips seductively as I run my hands through his hair. Pulling his head into mine forcing his lips on mine, entering his mouth with my tongue running it over his teeth.
I continue to dance against him, seductively grinding my hips into his as I kiss him.
You get me closer to god
You can have my isolation.
You can have the hate that it brings
You can have my absence of faith.
You can have my everything
Pulling my mouth from his, looking at his face as frustration comes
over him. Rubbing my hands down his arms. Leaning over I whisper into
his ear
"Spike...baby. open your eyes." Placing a kiss on his lips. Loosening his hold on me I begin to sway my hips in time with the song as I slowly move down his body, knowing he is watching me.
Reaching as far as I can go down I run my hands up his legs, slowly moving my way back up. Running my hands up as I move up bunching up his shirt.
Help me ( + you ) tear down my reason.
Help me it's your sex I can smell
I look up at his face his eyes totally focused on me as I kiss the
spot where the base of his cock is. Moving my body back up even
further dragging my hands out of his shirt running my fingers over
his chest.
Help me you make me perfect.
Help me become somebody else
Becoming face to face with him once again I keep up the swaying of my hips only making them move against his groin.
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god
"Were leaving NOW!" Spike says.
The rest of the song lost as he pulls me out of the club.
Once outside he pushes me against the wall.
"You, my pet are a tease, let's see how you like it." With that he pushes his lips to mine, kissing me.
Kissing me with so much force, so much need, running his hands down my back cupping my ass, trying to touch every inch of me with himself.
Needing to breathe I pull my head away, breathing in the smell of him, his lips suck my neck, his hands squeeze my ass. I begin to pant.
Running my hands through his hair, his body shudders removing his lips from my neck. Both our bodies wanting more.
"You are not leaving our bed until I say so." he says as he pulls us towards our apartment.
My face grins wildly with knowledge of what's to happen, pleased my little dance got the desired result. Somehow I think I'll be a little too exhausted to go to work on Monday which is fine by me if getting fucked by Spike is the reason I'm exhausted.
The End
