This story contains some pretty graphic description of sex...for me, or at lease insinuations of sex. If you are underage for such contents in your country...please, please, please don't read it. If I ever found out, I'll really feel bad and die of shame..sighs This chapter will not have new developments about RA, it's just a silly piece, so you'll not be missing out on anything.
AN: I'm so sorry that I've been amiss with updating...I will try to get back on the writing horse...but it's hard, as RL is very busy. This is a bribe...make no mistake :) But also a nice reward for all you patient people.
AN2: Some people are confused, this is not in RA-verse anymore, but rather an AU within the AU...:) Just a small insight to what some people are busy with while I'm on hiatus...got it?
Thanks to Elaine, it's been beta-ed!
The room smelled of perspiration and sex. The rasping pants of its occupants from their last tryst, still hung in the air when they started touching each other again, exploring and teasing like the last five hours haven't happened. They sought out what pleased each other in the past, going over them tenderly and tenaciously with the greatest desire to seek pleasure for the other.
In a second, he pulled her on her knees in front of him, their thighs touching closely and her blonde tresses tickled his nose. She lifted her right hand to hold onto the headboard, waiting for him to enter her again, to be filled with him. He had something different in mind. His hand trailed down from her abdomen to tease her, brushing against the parts, which that evening had taken so much, abuse but still felt hot and wet. A few small dips but never entering. She moaned in frustration, pushing back to tease him and to warn them that two can play that game. He let out a throaty laugh, whispering naughty and endearing words that tantalized her senses even more. His other hand moved to swipe her hair all to one side, leaving the other free for him to worship with his lips and tongue and teeth. Then his hand moved back to her breast, encircling and teasing her pert nipples till they are hard.
Finally, when she thought she couldn't take it any more, he took her other hand to grab against the railing, bending her forward and entered her with a swift thrust. He groaned with pleasure and she mewled, finally satisfied. But that satisfaction didn't last long and she wanted more. He obliged and rode her fast and hard and she joined him happily in this well-practiced rhythm. Neither of them anticipated the interruption.
"Whoa." A petite woman walked in through the doors, shocked by the scene in front of her. She threw her hands up in her face, carefully looking through the gaps of her fingers while backing towards the door. Until she recognized them.
"Whoa!" This time, accompanied with shock was recognition and anger. Her hands were on her waist, she indignantly stepped started closer to the bed.
"Hey!" She called for their attention; they neither stopped nor showed signs of noticing her.
"Hey, hey, you two!" She frantically waved her arms, trying to catch their attention, "Stop!"
They ignored her, "Stop it!" She was really worried, this wasn't supposed to happen! Especially not without her!
"Stop!" She whined.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" She tried anger again.
Finally, he turned to glare at her, hoping to scare her off; he sent her one of his most vicious fury looks.
"You don't scare me!" Okay, he does, but that's part of his attraction really.
The woman finally noticed her existence, though she made no moves to stop.
"Oh, it's you." She barely gave her a look, "What do you want?"
"What do I want? I want you to stop! No, I demand that you stop!"
"No can do. Your fault really."
"My fault? The problem is it's not my fault."
"You left us alone for three months. Three months and eight years before without him. What do you expect?"
"Has it been three months?" She frowned guiltily…"I've just been so busy and all…" her voice got smaller. "I'm so uninspired." She moved in closer for a better look at that rare male specimen.
"Yeah…whatever. Back off, he's mine."
"Well, but where I left you. You're supposed to hate him! Not get into bed with him! Well, not right away!"
"Three months without instructions, what was I suppose to think? Sexually frustrated okay?" She glared at her and still managed to groan and not miss a single beat in the rhythm…talented girl there.
"…I was expecting you to have a little dignity!"
"Oh, relax. Everything will be back to normal, it's just sex."
He stopped in the middle of his plunging, "It's just sex?" his face crestfallen, "You're just using me?" The adorable bottom lip trembled and tears threatened to spill forth from his deep chocolate brown eyes. He slipped out of her; his strong maleness bore the blunt of the shock. He sat down on the edge of the bed, pouting, turning his back away from his blonde goddess like the Diva he is and refused to perform.
"Oops…" the petite woman slowly slipped away from this moody broody leading man of hers, this could last for days and she didn't want to be trap in that!
She moved towards the door as invisibly as she could, hiding her smirk from Buffy who would have been too busy noticing her anyways as she was busily comforting her Angelus. She too knows that it could take days for him to get out of this dark mood, and while he looks incredibly sexy like that, he wasn't much good for anything else. And thus, that's where Grace left them, closing the door gently behind her.
