Good girl
Spike x Fem Reader
I’ve been meaning to do this for a while. Spike just gives brat tamer to me because of season sex six, and with a human I feel like he’d be even more intense (he would love the power imbalance). Hope y’all enjoy!
Warnings: a little predator/prey, sub/dom dynamics, brat/brat taming, a little pet play, fingering, oral sex, p n v sex, a little blood drinking, a little praise, cream pie
You felt the bass thumping in your chest as you maneuvered through The Bronze’s Friday night crowd.
You reached your table, leaning against it and swirling your drink with a bored sigh. You hated going to the club alone.
Out of the corner of your eye you saw a flash of black slip under the staircase. You smirked to yourself, you wouldn’t be alone much longer.
You hummed, grabbing your coat to step outside for “some fresh air.”
You wandered aimlessly, slipping a smoke out of your pocket and lighting it up. You were about to bring it to your lips when you felt a hand snake around your waist and pull you into a firm chest.
Another hand appeared to steal the cigarette out of your grasp. You turned to see Spike bring it to his lips.
He tsked at you, “naughty pet, don’t you know these are bad for your health?”
“They’re not mine,” you smirked, “I just hold ‘em for my boyfriend. But you know, he makes ‘em look so good I had to try.”
“Yeah love? Want to try?” He grasped your chin in his hand before taking a drag. “Open up pet.”
Your lips parted and his mouth enveloped yours in a possessive kiss. He exhaled, filling your mouth with smoke. When he finished, he released you, but not without nipping at your lip. His lip.
“Such a dirty mouth love,” he growled, “think we’d better go wash it out yeah?”
You mock pouted, “well I don’t know, should I go home with a big bad vampire like you?” Your fingers danced up his chest, “isn’t that sort of…dangerous?”
A laugh rumbled through his chest, “not if you’re good.” He leaned in to whisper in your ear, “are you a good girl pet?”
You bit your lip, fighting a smile, “oh I’m terrible.”
He pulled back a bit, sighing for show, “don’t worry pet, I can fuck that right out of you.”
Spike led you through the opening of his cave before grabbing a pillow and throwing it to the ground, “for your knees love.”
You huffed a laugh, “how considerate.”
“It is considerate,” he said plainly, “now kneel.”
As you did, you watched him pull a nail file from his bedside table. You snorted. “You’re gonna do your nails?” your eyebrow raised.
He strolled over to you, placing the nail file down next to him as he began to unbuckle his belt with one hand. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it,” he tapped your forehead. “Worry about that nasty ashtray mouth of yours. Say ahh.”
You shivered, “ahh.” He ran one hand through your hair as he finished freeing himself from his jeans with the other. “Good, stay like that.”
He entered your mouth, grabbing the back of your head and pressing you forward to take him. You moaned around him and went to grab his hips, but he slapped your hands away.
“Did I say you could touch?”
You whimpered and let your hands fall, gripping the pillow you were knelt on instead.
“That’s better,” he began to move in a steady rhythm, his cock pushing deeper with every thrust.
After a minute or two, he let his hand fall away from your head and picked up his file. While he fucked your face, he began to file his nails.
Your eyes narrowed.
He thrusted forcefully, causing you to gag a bit. “Good girls don’t scowl,” he scolded.
“Sorry,” you said, the apology muffled by his cock down your throat.
He sighed, “good girls don’t talk with their mouth full.”
You fought the urge to rolls your eyes and hollowed out your cheeks instead. A moan fell from Spike’s lips. “That’s more like it.”
He put down the file and gripped your head again. He began to move it back and forth, sliding your mouth up and down his cock.
“Swallow for me love,” he groaned as he came down your throat.
You obeyed, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand when you finished.
Spike smirked, admiring the sight of you kneeling, his cum dripping from your perfect lips.
He reached over to caress your cheek. “Take your clothes off for me, then sit on the bed pet,” he tells you.
You begin to slouch off each article of clothing as slow as humanly possible, teasing your vampire lover. Spike smirks, amused by your antics. He moves to squeeze your bare hip. “Don’t push your luck pet, you were doing so well.”
With feral determination, he rips the rest of your clothes off before pushing you back onto the bed.
You gasp as your core grows slick with wetness. You bite your lip as he kneels in front of you, wedging himself between your knees.
“Say you’re mine,” he orders, his tone coated with lust.
“First, why don’t you tell me why nail care was more important than watching me suck you off,” you teased, giving him the taste of defiance you knew he’d love to snuff out of you.
“Was so I could do this love,” he said as he sunk two fingers into your core. You gasped, tears springing to the corners of your eyes.
Spike smirked as he curled his fingers, searching for the spongey spot inside you. Your eyes rolled back into your head when he brushed against it.
“Think you need more love,” he whispered as he began circling your clit with his thumb. You let out an embarrassingly loud moan.
“That feel good pet? Make you wanna be a good girl for me now?”
You nodded, whimpering, desperate for just a little more.
He leaned in, fingers still stroking deep inside you. “Then tell me you’re mine.”
He’d won and you knew it. “I’m yours,” you moaned.
“My what?”
“Your human.”
“What else,” his fingers sped up as they flicked over your clit, almost vibrating.
“Your pet!” You moaned.
“Good girl,” he growled as he sunk his teeth into your neck.
The pleasure from his fingers and the pain from his teeth pushed you over the edge. You screamed his name as you coated his hand.
Spike pulled back from your neck, licking his lips. He then met your glazed doe eyes as he sucked his fingers clean. “God you’re delicious,” he purred, his mouth slick with a mix of cum and blood.
His eyes softened a bit as he took in the sight of you. Your pouty lips whimpering, your eyes wide, your thighs dripping. You were all his.
“Lay back,” he whispered, and you did without a fight.
He smiled down at you, “see how much fun we can have when you behave?”
You whined.
He huffed a laugh before taking your right ankle in his hands. He brought it to his lips, kissing it softly before slipping it over his shoulder. He did the same to your left.
“You’re perfect,” he praised, “and you’re all mine.”
He pressed into you, splitting you open on his cock, making your back arch in pleasure.
His grey eyes bore into yours with possessive affection as you felt him plunge so deep, you swore he was in your stomach.
You began to roll your hips to meet his thrusts, mewling and writhing in ecstasy from his touch.
Spike fucked you deep with long, slow strokes. He pulled almost all the way out of you, letting his tip bump against your clit, before driving back in.
You screamed, feeling familiar pressure building inside you, “can I…” you trailed off with a moan.
He smiled down at you fondly, “yes pet, you’ve earned it.”
You let out a blissful sigh as you came all over Spike’s cock.
With a few more quick thrusts he was falling over the edge with a low moan.
He gently slipped your legs off his shoulders and placed them down on the bed before laying down next to you. He wrapped an arm around you and pressed a kiss to your temple.
You smiled, taking his hand and lacing your fingers with his.
He chuckled softly, pulling the blanket up to your shoulders. “I’m yours too,” he told you.
You smiled, mock gasping. “Oh yeah? Big bad creature of the night? All mine?”
He smirked, “you tell anyone, I’ll deny it.”
“No you won’t” you booped his nose.
He rolled his eyes, “No I won’t.”
Spike Taglist (comment to be added)🖤:
@sad-ghost-of-garbage @6lostgirl6 @misslavenderlady @bloodywickedvamp @ghoulgeousimmaculate @anna1306 @arbesa-mind @lostboys1987girl @dwaynesluscioushair @crustyboypix @ria-coolgirl @the-glitter-wizard
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