A.N. : I'm a roll! Just finished watching Smashed and this manifested from that. Thanks for everyone who reads my stuff :) I love all of you. A little bit of Spuffy. Mostly Spike's POV from the first time he and Buffy have the sex.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Bloody hell, she was kissing him. Lips furiously working against his in a battle to dominate. She shoved him off of her, propelling him into a wall. He didn't have time to mourn the loss of contact as she violently collided with him again. Christ she felt good, smashing her body into his, breasts rubbing the front of his shirt. He hoisted her up, suppressing a groan as she wrapped her legs around him. She broke contact with him long enough to snake a hand into his pants. Holy hell the Slayer had his hand wrapped around his rigid cock, pulling it free from his pants. Her skirt slid up as she guided him in, gyrating onto his cock as she impaled herself on him. His eyes widened in shock, as she moved up and down, each movement causing a ripple of pleasure to rise in him. He felt nothing but white hot ecstasy, tight, hot, wet, paradise. He had enough time to see the look in her eyes, to know she wasn't there with him before she was shimmying against him again, walls pulsing in response to his member moving inside her. Then he was engulfed in the searing bliss, words lost in the language their bodies were speaking.