A/N: This one gets a little… spicy looool I've kind of stayed away from extra spice in this story because in one of my other Spike ones I'm working on, it's very steamy, kinda kinky. I didn't want to end up putting too much in here and then feel like I'm repeating it all there. So I stayed pretty safe in this one compared to that one :')
Only one more chapter after this one! Figured I'd give you something good before we part ways lol
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"You're kidding?" Spike asked, looking a mix of amused and not amused all in one go.
"Nope," Kat grinned, leaning against the wall as she looked at him. She wouldn't lie, she still got a kick out of annoying him. This was unintentionally, but she still enjoyed it anyway.
"You're serious?" he asked slowly.
"As a heart attack," she answered simply, knowing it was annoying him more.
"Why?" he asked, his voice almost sounding like a whine and she almost laughed at him for being so dramatic.
"Because it's tradition, Spike. I don't get what the big deal is, it's bad luck otherwise," she huffed, pushing off the wall as she gave him a look. All she'd done is mention how this would be their last night together before the wedding. The next day they wouldn't see each other or spend the night with each other and the day after that was the wedding.
"Bloody bollocks. It was a tradition back when the marriages were all arranged and the bride's father didn't want the groom to see his ugly daughter and back out of the soddin' wedding," he glowered.
"Well, Anya said it's real and I'd very much like good luck. I've had enough bad luck," she muttered.
"Oh, well if Anya said it, then it must be true," he mocked, making her glare at him. There was a moment of silence before he heaved a large sigh.
"Bloody fine. Guess this is our last night before we're a married couple then," he relented, making her smile. She was never one for tradition herself and she wasn't going to bother with the whole thing. But then Anya got in her head and after all they'd been through, she wasn't taking chances.
He stalked over to her then, grabbing her hips and dragging her closer to him. He nuzzled her neck and it sent a shiver down her spine.
"Best make the most of it then, yeah?" he murmured against the skin of her neck.
"I've been training all day. I'm pretty tired and I was gonna take a shower before bed," she replied, wriggling from his grasp. He gaped at her for a moment before he rolled his eyes, going back towards the bed. She hurried off to the ensuite and shut the door behind her.
"You really know how to make a man feel special," he called after her, making her snort. She knew he wasn't really upset with her. She rarely turned him down, how could she resist him? But on the few times she hadn't been feeling great, he'd backed off right away and never pushed her. Besides, she was lying to him and he'd get his wish soon enough. She crouched down, opening the cabinet under the sink and pulling out a black bag. She carefully took out the contents and eyed them warily. It was lacey red lingerie with black accents. She'd never worn anything like it. She'd worn some lacey underwear before that Spike had been fond of, but this was a step beyond that. There was a bra and thong, mostly red lace with splashes of black thrown in and it was very very sheer. The look was completed with a suspender belt around her waist. She really wished she had a mirror but she knew with how self conscious she felt, if she did see herself, she'd talk herself out of it. She just had to trust she looked okay. She'd got it shopping with Willow. She hated shopping, as evident with her wedding dress debacle, but Willow had asked her to go with her and Kat hadn't had one on one time with Willow in what felt like years. It had actually been a little fun. Willow wanted to get something a little sexy of her own to wear for Tara and the pair had tried on some things and modeled them for each other. Kat had relied on Willow to know what looked okay. When Kat had tried this set on, Willow had teasingly told Kat that she should leave Spike at the altar for her. She knew she was joking since she was very much in love with Tara, but the comment had been enough to get Kat to buy it. She felt a little nervous about Spike seeing her in it, but she had some plans in mind for him that were a little bigger than the lingerie. She bit her lip to stifle a nervous giggle as she fluffed up her hair, leaving it down and wavy. She stood at the door for a moment before she inhaled a deep steadying breath and pushed it open.
She got an eyeful of Spike's ass when the door opened as he stripped for bed. Sometimes he slept in his boxers, other times naked. She was glad for his choice today as it made her life easier.
"Forget something?" he asked, turning around to look at her. He went as still as a statue at the sight of her, his blue eyes trailing down her body slowly. She knew if she was capable of it, she'd be bright red and blending in with her underwear right now. His mouth opened to say something, his mouth floundering for a moment as she'd rendered him speechless and she'd be a liar if she said it didn't give her a confidence boost.
"You look… bloody hell," he murmured, his voice low and husky. His eyes finally landed back on her face and she could practically taste his desire in the air.
"Lay down," she commanded, trying to sound far more confident than she felt. He raised a brow at her tone, a sly grin creeping onto his face before he complied to her order.
"Stay there," she gave him a pointed look before she slipped back into the bathroom and grabbed something else out of the bag, holding it behind her back as she came back into the room.
"What you got there, pet?" he purred, eyes sparkling with need and curiosity. She didn't answer, wandering over to the bed. She moved to straddle him and he groaned, his teeth sinking into his lower lip as he watched her. And then she took the handcuffs from behind her back and a gleeful chuckle left his lips. She made quick work of handcuffing his hands together and to the headboard. She looked down at him then and he was staring at her like he wanted to eat her and it made a tingle go down her spine.
"You always treat me like I'm made of gold. I figured I'd return the favor," she murmured, smoothing her hands up his bare chest before she raked her nails back down, eliciting a moan from him as his back arched.
"Is that so?" he drawled. He was usually the one in charge of things and she wanted to have some fun with him.
"Mhm," she smiled coyly, shifting down and between his legs. He couldn't take his eyes off her and it made her feel hot and bothered. She slowly trailed her hands up his thighs, loving the way his body trembled ever so slightly at her touch. Then she wrapped her hands around his cock and a growl rumbled in his throat as she teasingly and slowly started to stroke it.
"You have to behave. If you cum before I say so, you'll get punished," she smirked darkly. His blue eyes were on fire, a slightly menacing smirk playing on his lips. He seemed so keyed up, his body thrumming with energy over what was taking place. She'd never acted this way with him before.
"I'll be good," he murmured with a sly grin. She wasn't sure she believed him. With her hand still wrapped around his cock, she leaned down and guided him into her mouth and he let out a delicious moan. She kept her pace slow at first, teasing him as she moved her head up and down, letting her mouth drive him to insanity. She heard him tugging on the handcuffs, clearly wanting to touch her, and she smirked around him as she got a little faster, using her hand to help her get all of him that didn't fit into her mouth. His moans were like music to her ears and he kept growling as he struggled with his binds. She let his cock go with a pop from her mouth as she shot him an amused look. He looked so flustered.
"You can't get out of them," she smirked.
"Watch me," he bit out, his eyes glinting dangerously. With his vampire strength, he should technically be able to break himself free.
"They're charmed. You can't get out of them unless I let you out," her smirk widened, giving him a run for his money with her predatory gaze as he looked stunned for a moment at her words, realizing he really wasn't getting out of them. But then a delighted dark chuckle fell from his lips as he gazed at her like he was seeing her for the first time all over again.
"Naughty kitten," he purred, making her grin at him. She started kissing his stomach, leaving a trail of wet and open mouthed kisses up his abdomen and to his chest. She teasingly nipped at one of his nipples on her way and he gasped, writhing as she started to kiss up his neck.
"Let me touch you," he pleaded softly, already sounding desperate. It was nice to see him like this, she was usually the one doing the begging. He just took what he wanted, he never needed to beg before. She moved to grip his jaw tightly, making his blue eyes widen slightly as she gave him a piercing look.
"No," she smirked, leaning in and capturing his lips in a dirty kiss, full of desire. He kissed her back greedily, arching up at her. But she moved away, denying him of the friction he wanted. When she moved away, he looked like he was barely holding on by a thread.
"Get them off me," he growled, his voice tinged with authority that usually made her toes curl. It still did if she was honest but she wasn't about to give in. He punctuated his words with a sharp tug on the handcuffs as he gave her a look.
"I'm in charge here," she reminded him firmly with a raised brow. His nostrils flared at her defiance but his eyes sparkled in a way that told her despite how unsettling the lack of control was for him, he was definitely enjoying it.
She finally sat on him fully, rubbing her soaked thong against his straining erection and he let out a pitful moan, bucking up at her as his hands didn't cease with trying to get out of the handcuffs.
"You know what I want?" she mused, scratching her nails down his chest and leaving angry red marks that made him gasp in pleasure.
"What?" he bit out, sounding on the verge of having a mental breakdown. She was having a lot of fun messing with him like this.
"I want you…-" she started, leaning down and brushing her lips against his. He chased the kiss that never came and she chuckled darkly at him. She was still teasingly rubbing herself on him but she knew it wasn't enough. She gripped his jaw tightly again, making him look right at her. "-to beg," she purred against his lips with a devilish smile. He bit down hard on his lower lip with a groan, looking like he had half a mind to just give in to her demands now. She knew him well enough though.
"You gonna make me?" he asked, a cocky grin on his face as he quirked a brow in challenge. She smirked, accepting his challenge as she sat back up, looking down at him. She'd stopped moving on him now but he was rubbing himself on her, aiming to get at least something. Her eyes didn't leave his as her hand trailed down her body to her thong, teasingly sliding inside of them. She moaned softly as she started touching herself and Spike watched her with rapt attention, his own movement stilling at the sight of her.
"God help me," he muttered, his mouth agape as his eyes watched what her hand was doing. There was a wild look in his eyes now and she knew he wasn't far off giving her what she wanted. She slid two fingers inside of herself with a gasp and she heard his answering loud moan bouncing off the walls.
"Kat…" he murmured, that desperate tinge to his voice back. She purposely ignored him, not even looking at him as her eyes were closed as she pleasured herself.
"Kitten… please," he begged, making her grin. She opened her eyes, still lazily touching herself.
"Good boy," she smirked wickedly and he let out a noise between a whine and a moan. She removed her hand from her thong, sliding the tiny amount of fabric to the side before sinking down onto his cock. His relieved moan mixed with hers as she started moving at a slow place. Her hands were on his chest for leverage as she lifted up, almost having him slide right out of her before slamming back down onto him.
His face shifted as he moaned and he didn't even look like he'd noticed. She didn't usually find vamp faces attractive but she'd always thought he was handsome either way. And she got a sick satisfaction at making him lose his control like that. Spike wasn't the kind of vampire who vamped out unwillingly. She set a dizzying pace as she rode him, feeling too worked up herself. She'd teased herself as well as him. He was chanting her name like a fervent prayer, his head thrown back in ecstasy and it made her head spin.
"Get 'em off. Please, Katherine. I wanna touch you," he pleaded, his voice sounding raw as he was helpless at her mercy. She'd had her fun and she was close to the edge as she rode him hard and fast.
"Aperta," she whispered through her moans, the handcuffs clinking before they fell away. In a blink, he was on top of her now with his normal face, rutting into her like an animal. Her moans were getting higher and more frequent, broken sounding in their intensity. She felt like she shattered into a million pieces as she came and she heard Spike uttering curse words as he followed soon after. He collapsed on top of her for a moment before he pulled out and fell to the side. She felt like she was on cloud nine and as she lazily glanced to him, he looked blissed out like she'd never seen him before. He turned to look at her, a sly grin on his face.
"Didn't know you had it in you, pet," he teased tiredly. She snorted, suddenly feeling a little shy about the whole thing now the moment was over.
"Now you know not to piss me off or I might use the handcuffs on you," she smirked, giggling as he growled and grabbed her. He pulled her to lay on his chest and stroked her hair soothingly.
"I wanted to make our last night as an unmarried couple memorable," she admitted softly as she relaxed into him.
"Trust me, won't be forgettin' that anytime soon," he quipped with a grin, kissing the top of her head. It was strange to think of this as their last night together before they'd get married. To spend the whole day away from him the day after. She couldn't wait to walk down the aisle with him and become Mrs Pratt.