TITLE: Busted


EMAIL: lex@bitchenvy.com

RATING: NC-17. Duh.

CONTENT: <snicker> Like you even need to ask?

DISCLAIMER: Not mine. Although I may sue for custody.

NOTES/DEDICATION: At the end of the story.




"...Oh, god, Spike, please, ohpleaseSpikenowIcan'twait..." Buffy keened, undulating beneath him. Her fingers were digging into his ass, dragging him closer to her body. He was so hard, and she was so empty...

With a wicked grin, he gave her an inch, no more.

"Spiiiike!" Her pleading cry echoed through the room.

"Do you want me, Slayer?"

"Yes, damn you!" she panted, eyes wild with need.

"Are you sure?" he taunted, sliding another inch into her wet depths.

She leaned up and licked his lips. "Fuck me, and do it NOW," she whispered against his lips, entreating him, desperate.

His eyes changed, the demon surging to the fore. With a snarl, he grasped her more firmly and slammed into her, sending her into ecstacy, screaming his name...

It was then that she woke up.

Her eyes shot open, her heart pounding nearly through her chest. She looked around. No Spike in sight. She was in her own bed, with her own sheets, and her own lover.


Slowly, wincing, she turned to Angelus. He was wide awake, staring at her with the beginnings of a snarl on his lips.

//Oh, God.//

"Any particular reason you're screaming my childe's name out in the middle of the night?"

She smiled weakly. "Did I say *Spike*? Silly me. Heh."

Angelus wrapped his arms around her. "Lover," he said, his hands finding her swollen flesh warm, wet, and so responsive to the touch, "If I catch you fucking Spike, I'll kill him and beat you so badly you'll wish you were dead."

"I would never do that," she whimpered as he shoved four fingers into her. "Never. I love you." Her hips arched up, following the rise and fall of his hand.

"But you want him," he hissed, withdrawing those fingers, "You want to have his cock shoved into you, making you come."

"No!" she cried out, her hands grasping his shoulders, "No, I don't. I only want you." She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him desperately, willing him to hear the truth in her words.

Even though she lied.




See? A smutlet (tm) that satisfies everyone, and even includes my favorite character of all time, Angelus. Have I mentioned lately how much I miss him? "Enemies" was a cruel, cruel tease.