Ame's Insanity (amejisuto) wrote in ames_weirdness, @ 2009-08-26 13:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | buffy tvs, spike/xander |
Cat Magic Spike/Xander NC-17 5/8
Title:Cat Magic
Author: amejisuto
Chapter: Five
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: NC-17.
Disclaimer:Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Warnings/Squicks: Kinda fluffy at first. (~snerk~) Eventually there will be anamorphic smut and tail!p0rn.
Summary: The obligatory Willow messes up a spell and Xander suffers for it fic.
Previous Chapters can be found here.
Posted at: My journal and bloodclaim.
Beta(s): Who else? The wonderful kitty_poker1. Thanks love!
Notes: First of all: Happy Birthday darkhavens! Secondly, I blame this fic on a number of cartoons, animes, and various comics. The two biggest culprits are the short lived Jaguar comics from the 90's, and a book called Uhura's Song by Janet Kagan. Just imagine everything from X-Men to Star Trek being thrown into my head and shaken together until this fic falls out. And of course it's going to be muli-chaptered because I am unable to write a PWP.
Sigh. The things I'll do to write tail!porn.
Extra hugs to my darlin Kitty and to suki_blue for helping me with my smut! This chapter wouldn't have happened without them! I'm serious, this took me forever to write! It WOULD NOT have happened without Kitty and Suki holding my hand and encouraging me. Really.
Cat Magic: Chapter Five
The moment that Spike licked his new tail, Xander felt something snap inside him. Normally he was more than willing to let Spike control their lovemaking. It wasn't that he didn't top sometimes, he did, but Spike knew more about sex than Xander wanted to think about and he was good as long as they both were happy. Well, more than happy, actually. Blissfully orgasmic was the term that came to mind.
This time, though, this time he was going to take the lead. When Spike attempted to lick his tail again Xander jerked it out of the way and turned around so quickly he hadn't even realized it had happened at first. Then he realized he had both of Spike's arms pinned to the couch and a low growling was coming out of his mouth that Spike seemed to echo.
For a moment Xander hesitated. This was a new body and he had claws as well as fangs. As much as he wanted to fuck Spike into the floor, he didn't want to hurt him.
Spike, however, seemed to read his mind, or more likely the doubt on his face. “Can't hurt me, luv. Vampire, remember? Made of tougher stuff than humans, so don't worry. Demon here. A few scratches ain't gonna matter none.”
Whatever resistance Xander had been feeling vanished and what little brain Xander had left was thankful he had lips because he really wanted to kiss Spike until he started breathing. He lunged forward and did just that, not even waiting for Spike's mouth to fall open but instead forcing his way into his lover's mouth.
Tongues twined together and Xander could feel the enamel of his fangs clicking against Spike's. Spike tried to break free of Xander's hold but Xander continued to kiss him and growled in warning at the same time. He brought his knee up to start rubbing against Spike's groin as he tried to gather enough brain cells together to figure out how to get naked.
The answer brushed against his ear and if Xander hadn't been in the middle of kissing he would have smirked. It was time to see if he and his tail could really work together.
First he needed room. Their couch wasn't wide enough for what Xander had planned and he wasn't letting go of Spike for a second. Spike would want to reestablish his dominance and, for once, Xander wasn't letting him. He thought about it for a moment and then tried to talk his tail into moving the table over a couple of feet.
It worked, but not like he’d planned. The coffee table was upside down across the room and there was a splintering crack down the middle. Xander probably would have been upset if Spike had done something like that but at the moment he couldn't really care.
Spike startled at the noise and tried to gain the upper hand again but Xander pulled back from kissing long enough to give a nipping bite to his lover's jaw and growled, “Don't move.”
He didn't let Spike say anything either. Instead he took Spike's mouth again and then rolled them so they were on the floor, Spike on the bottom. Spike growled and, since Xander hadn't quite set his center of balance just yet, he managed to roll them again so that Spike was on top.
“If you think I'm gonna just lay there and think of the Motherland, you've got fur balls in your brain.”
Xander growled and rolled them again until he was on top. “You're gonna lay there and take it because I know for a fact that you like to be dominated as much as you like being on top. Otherwise, why hang around Drusilla for all those years? I'm gonna fuck you into the floor and you're going to love every single second of it.”
Xander's tail joined his hands in restraining Spike, so that he was holding both his arms up over his head. Xander let go with his hands, leaving his tail to restrain his lover as his hands went about caressing Spike in odd places, pausing every so often to scratch with one of his new claws.
He got an idea and smiled up at Spike innocently. “Hope you weren't fond of these jeans, Spike.”
“What? Harris, don't you bloody well dare!”
Xander shrugged and then used his claws and newfound strength to rip off both Spike's jeans and his shirt. “Sorry, Spike. Just think of this as payback.”
“Berk. Your clothes needed shredding while mine, on the other hand, were good for another decade or two.”
Xander snorted. “Yeah, right. Keep dreaming, lover. How's the saying go? Tough titty said the kitty but the milk's still good?”
With that smart ass remark, Xander moved down on Spike's torso just a bit and then bit at one of Spike's nipples, causing the vampire to grunt, thrust and swear. Of course that only encouraged Xander and he grinned at the reaction. “No milk there. Guess I'd better look further down.”
Spike was cursing up a storm as Xander wriggled down further until he was able to reach Spike's erection with his tongue. He gave Spike's dick just as much attention as the vampire had paid to his tail just moments before. Spike thrashed underneath him and if Xander had been evil he would have said his lover was screaming like a girl.
But he wasn't evil. Well, not as bad as Spike. Instead he pulled back and chuckled. “Guess whatever I am now has one of those raspy tongues like a cat, huh? Must feel good.” He paused for a moment. “I wonder if I can lick my own balls too?”
Spike's legs gave a stutter, effectively jostling Xander out of his musing. “I swear to fucking god, Xander, if you don't hurry up and do something I'm gonna flip you over and rub your belly until you’re purring like a Porsche. Then you’ll be helpless and I’ll be able to do anything I want with you.” He grinned evilly. “Never thought of a tail as an erogenous zone before. Wanna play with it!”
He made a grab for the tail but Xander quickly twitched it out of the way. “Uh-uh. This is my show, lover, and you’re gonna lie back and enjoy it.”
Of course, now that Spike's hands were freed he was starting to lose focus. Spike's hands always seemed to know just where to go to drive Xander totally insane. With the fur added in, well, Xander was rapidly losing IQ points.
Who knew that having your fur ruffled would feel that fucking good?
With his last few remaining brain cells, Xander looked around for a bottle of lube. They kept them scattered around the apartment and he found one under the couch. He pulled it out and stopped for a moment, looking at how his hand gripped the bottle.
The hand that was tipped with claws.
As much as Spike could take a little rough play, Xander really didn't want to think of shoving a claw into his lover to apply lube. He frowned and concentrated a moment and his new claws retracted, a feeling that was both natural and weird, all at once.
Xander shrugged and promised himself that he'd think about all that...later. Right now he had a vampire to fuck into the floor.
Eventually Xander got all his body parts working together, claws in, lube applied and his tail was currently driving Spike insane by teasing his nipples as Xander licked his torso.
Xander was liking this tail thing more and more. At least he liked how it was making Spike gasp and swear at the same time.
“Goddamn it, Xander! I'm gonna try to figure out just how many ways there are to skin a cat.”
Xander grinned at the tone as he used three fingers to open up Spike even more. “You know, I can't help but think you're being rude, Spike. Maybe you should say please.”
“Wanker.”
“Nuh-uh. That's you. Unless you ask for it nicely.”
By this time Xander was hovering over Spike, not touching him at all except for the paw that was working his lover's opening and the tail that was still teasing the vampire's nipples. He found the sight of his dark fur against Spike's pale skin oddly erotic.
But hearing Spike beg? Topped that with whip cream and cherries. Metaphorically speaking, of course. Although they'd have to try it for real one day.
“Please! Please stick your giant furry cock in me before I rip off one of your arms and beat you to fucking death with it, you complete and utter git! In me, now!!”
Xander laughed to himself as he positioned his cock in the crack of Spike's ass. For a moment he thought about teasing him a bit more but decided that he really couldn't take it any longer himself.
Instead he lined himself up and pushed forward. He could feel Spike opening up around him, accepting him in and, as always, it left him breathless. For one thing, Spike was so cool compared to himself, and for another it was the thought that this powerful master vampire was letting him top.
Xander didn't do it often, but each time it was special. Unique.
And sexy as hell.
Finally he was fully sheathed and he groaned. Spike, as always, started commenting. If anyone could back seat drive during sex, it was Spike. “Fucking hell, that feels good. Now move!”
Xander rolled his eyes. “You say such sweet nothings, my love.”
“I've got your damn sweet nothings right...here! Fuck, that feels good!”
Xander just grunted in reply. He was having trouble keeping himself from coming too soon, the feel of Spike's inner walls gripping his cock driving him a bit mad. This was going to have to be quick. He thought for a moment then grinned. He loved it when he got ideas.
“If you think that feels good, wait till you get a load of this!” With a little thought he was able to bring his tail up in between them and wrapped it around Spike's cock, making his lover swear as he thrust upwards into its hold.
They set a rapid rhythm, the banter stopping in exchange for breathy groans and animalistic growling that came from both of them. To Xander it felt as if his tail was just as sensitive as his cock. He growled and thrust even harder, Spike legs thrown over his shoulders so that he was able to hit his lover's prostate every time.
Spike was like a wild thing himself, gamefaced and writhing back and forth, fucking himself on Xander's cock and into his tail. Xander growled even louder, his paws gripping Spike's legs as he drove into him.
It was too good, there was no way it could last. Xander thrust even harder, nearly folding Spike in two as he leaned forward. His lover wasn't complaining, though. If anything, Spike was encouraging him, growling himself and using his legs to grip Xander tight. Xander leaned forward so much that his tail and Spike's dick were trapped between them and the motion of their bodies could be felt in every nerve ending in Xander's skin.
Spike reared up and Xander felt a sharp pain in his neck as his lover's rectum spasmed around his dick. That was the last straw for Xander; he gave a mighty roar and thrust as far into Spike's body as he could and came.
They collapsed into a pile, Spike's legs kiltered with Xander cradled between them. They were both panting and shaking with the aftermath but it was so damn good that Xander wanted to do it all over again. Once he could breathe, of course.
Spike raised a shakey arm and was doing something with his mouth, making a spitting noise. Xander looked at him as if he was insane and his lover gave him an odd look.
“What? Got hair in my mouth, don't I?”
Xander laughed at that and rolled over so that he could spoon up behind Spike. They were still on the floor but at the moment he didn't care. “Heh. And here I thought I'd be the one with fur balls.”
“Ha, bloody ha. Git.” Then Spike started chuckling. “All I can say is, thank gods your cock was human.”
“What?”
Spike chuckled some more and then sighed as Xander wrapped his tail around his lover's waist. Cool fingers started to stroke it but rather than arousing, it was soothing. “Jaguars have sharp, backward facing spines on their pricks.”
Xander could feel his eyelids getting heavier but he still had enough energy left to shudder. “Owie.”
“Too right. Might not mind a bit of pain but that's not exactly what I had in mind.”
“Hmmm....” Xander could feel himself falling asleep, Spike's stroking helping him to relax even further.
“Gotta say, Xan, I love the tail.” Spike seemed to be falling asleep as well, even though it was early in the night for him. Good sex would do that for a person.
“We should name it.”
“Xan?”
“My tail. It has a mind of its own so we should name it. We could call it George.”
There was a pause for a moment and then Spike gave his tail a squeeze. “Go to sleep, pet. You're loony.”
“Mmm. Night, Spike. Love you.”
“Love you too, Xander.” Spike paused and as Xander dropped off to sleep he heard his lover say one more thing. “Goodnight...George.”
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