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Healing Wounds	By : Sylver Category: Anita Blake > Crossovers > AB/BtVS Views: 5402 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Willow paced the length of her room, back and forth, back and forth. She was furious. How had things gotten so out of control? She pulled out every spell book she had managed to acquire since she’d arrived, as well as jotting down all the half remembered bits of incantations that were swimming around in her head that might be pertinent, but still she hadn’t come up with a safe way to break the binding between her and Spike. There were a few potentially lethal things she could try, but she wasn’t desperate enough to risk killing herself, not yet anyway.

After making four more laps around the room, she heard a knock on the door. “Go away, Spike. I’m through talking to you!” she yelled at the wooden barrier.

Jason cracked the door open and stuck his head in with a sly grin. “It’s just me, and I KNOW you don’t want ME to go away.”

“What do you want, Jason,” she said with a sigh, flopping down on her bed.

“I wanted to make sure you were okay, you’re missing a hell of a party.” Willow shot him a suspicious look and he caved. “Okay, I was looking for a safe place to hide out. Some of the vamps in that entourage are the kind that rot all over you and I didn’t want to give them the chance to get close to me.” He gave a small shudder, and climbed onto the bed next to her, stretching out on his back.

“Yuck! I don’t blame you for wanting to get away from that. Vampires on your world certainly are more diverse than the ones on mine, like 31 Flavors, only with bloodsucking instead of ice cream.”

“Mmm, hmmm,” Jason murmured, turning on his side and curling his body around Willow, who suddenly sat a bit more rigidly.

“Jason, what are you doing?” she asked as he began to trace his hand up and down her arm, making her shiver, goose bumps running up the exposed flesh.

“I thought you might want to have sex,” he replied casually, with a lazy grin.

“Y-You wh-what?!”

“Oh, come on, Willow. Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about it. I know I’m no Asher or Spike, or even Richard for that matter. But I am a decent looking guy, with a sinfully indecent mind. I promise you would enjoy yourself,” he said reasonably.

“I’m sure I would, but it’s not a good idea. Besides, it was always the magic that was controlling me before, or almost always. Not just random lust.”

“So you admit you have random lustful thoughts about me?”

“That’s not what I meant. You twisted my words!”

Jason laughed at that, a very masculine sound that had nothing to do with humor, and everything to do with sex. “They were your words, I was justing.ing.” He ran his hand up the inside of her thigh and smiled when she only half-heartedly pushed it away. Pulling himself up to sit next to her, he placed a small kiss on her throat. When he next spoke, his voice was husky and his breath hot against her neck. “I’m not trying to make your life more complicated. I don’t want to keep you like some tr or or bind you to me for eternity. I just want to screw you. That may sound bad, but really it’s not. I like you, Willow, you’re fun and sexy as hell, and somewhere along the way you forgot that. Let me remind you.”

An uncomplicated fuck? Was there such a thing? Willow liked Jason, he was sweet and cheerful and never made demands on her. Why shouldn’t she cut loose for a while, everyone else seemed to be lately. Of course, all thoughts and objections left her head as his warm lips began to caress her neck. Her mind made up, she gave a soft moan and tangled her fingers in his short butter colored locks, pulling him to her for a kiss.

There was no magic, no buzzing of otherworldly energy. She didn’t feel an irresistible pull toward the man pressing his lips against hers, and it was wonderful. Without the magic there, confusing her emotions and making her feel as if she had no control, she was able to give herself over to the raw sensuality of the situation, to simply enjoy being young and in lust.

Jason swept his tongue across her lips seeking entrance, which she happily granted. There was no battle for dominance, just a pleasant teasing of lips and tongues. Willow was so caught up in the moment that she didn’t notice that she was slipping off the bed until it was too late.

With a squeal of surprise she landed hard on her ass, pulling Jason down on top of her. “Oww! My butt!” she laughed.

Jason chuckled and rolled off of her, springing to his feet in one fluid motion, before pulling her to her feet as well. There was no overt seduction as he began pulling at her clothes, pushing her up against the nearby dresser.

“Umm, Jason? The bed…oh that’s nice…the b-bed is over there,” Willow finally managed to get out as she yanked his tank top over his head and began fumbling with the buttons on his leather pants. Jason had already gotten fed up with all the little ties holding on her own outfit and had simply ripped it off of her, revealing a silky smooth expanse of skin below.

“We can use the bed next time,” he growled in her ear, steering her over to the wall, his hands seemingly everywhere at once, fondling and teasing her breasts, brushing across her stomach and finding her slick folds.

Willow explored as well, her teeth nipping at his collarbone as she finally managed to pop the last button on his pants, peeling them away to find his rigid length waiting for her. She took him into her hands; the contact making his cock jump like it had a will of its own. Then she pulled back in surprise, looking down at him. He was completely hairless. “H-How?” she asked, wondering about the dangers of shaving such a delicate area.

“Very carefully,” Jason responded with a laugh.

She touched the smooth skin again and could feel the beginnings of stubble there. She dropped to her knees to inspect him more closely, rubbing her cheek against him before running her pink tongue up his hard shaft.

Jason moaned, burying his hand in her hair and trying to control his desire as she began sucking him off earnestly. He knew he may not get thisnce nce again, and he wanted to make the most of it. Pulling her up by her tresses, he grinned when she growled in protest. Then, pinning her against the wall again, he hefted her off her feet. Willow’s legs started to twine around his waist, but he shook his head slowly, placing one leg and then the other over his shoulder.

Willow was thankful she had taken those yoga classes as she felt the cold stone wall biting into the soft skin of her shoulders. She had a moment to consider whether this was how a pretzel felt before he drove into her. She cried out with a mixture of shock and ecstasy, her unique position giving Jason the leverage he needed to pound her with more force than she had ever experienced before.

Jason bit his lip, his eyes screwed shut in concentration. She felt amazing, so hot it was like she was burning through him. If Spike and Richard were anything like Asher, he could only imagine the standard ouldould have to try to live up to, but guessing by the panting, mewling sounds she was making, Willow didn’t seem to have any complaints.

He didn’t try to be gentle with her; he knew what kind of lovers she had recently had. He was grateful he didn’t have to treat her like she was breakable; it was so hard to fully enjoy sex with most humans. The harder he pounded into her, the louder she moaned, until all he could hear was a steady wailing and the wet slapping sound of flesh against flesh.

Willow was going out of her mind, her hands reaching out, clawing at the air, but grasping nothing. The force of his body thrusting against hers was the only thing really holding her up. The muscles in her legs began to burn from being stretched in such an awkward position, but it didn’t matter. If anything, it added to the overall experience. She wanted to scream, to bury her nails in his flesh and draw blood, to feel her teeth sinking into his throat. The feelings in her were so primal, so pure sex, that they drove away all reason. Then, suddenly, the tightness building at her core spilled over, spreading throughout her body in wave after delicious wave, until she was nothing more than a pulsing mass, convulsing against him as he continued to drive into her.

The feeling of her clamping around his cock like a vise was enough to force Jason over the edge, his body contracting for a brief shining moment before he spilled his hot seed into her. When it was over, he held her, pinned in place for a few minutes, panting, his knees weak from the experience. Then, lowering her legs, careful to keep his softening member inside her, he wrapped the shaking limbs around his waist and carried her to the bed, collapsing onto the soft surface. He held her tiny form tightly against his own, pushing her damp hair away from her sweaty skin, and placing a small kiss on her forehead.

Willow smiled. “Mmm, that was, wow…”

With a laugh Jason pulled the blanket over them, allowing the drowsy feeling that often came after a spine cracking orgasm to settle in. “You were pretty wow yourself, and after a little nap, maybe we could try for yowser.” He looked down at her when he got only a mumble for a response. Her face was buried against his shoulder, her breathing steady. She was so beautiful like that. Yep, he thought to himself, they would definitely have another go after their nap.

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