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Ten minutes later...

Spike had replaced his headpiece but left the rest of his clothes off. He had puttered around the bedroom set for a minute, then got on the bed, pulling the silk sheet over his lower body.

"Bloody hell! Where is she?" He was wondering if he should put his clothes back on and go look for her, when he heard someone approaching. "Buffy? " Spike asked.

"Yeah, it's me!" Buffy said, sounding breathless.

He couldn't see her yet. "Where have you been? I've been waiting here forever." Spike squinted into the darkness.

"I've got a special surprise for you. Close your eyes!"

"Alright. Better be good after all the time I sat here twiddling my thumbs," Spike joked with a smirk. He had no doubt that he'd love whatever she'd cooked up. He covered his eyes with his hands.

"You weren't twiddling anything else, were you? I've got plans for you, Mister," Buffy laughed.

"No, just the thumbs, luv," Spike chuckled.

Buffy peeked through the door to make sure he wasn't looking. She tip-toed in, setting down the wrapped presents on the bed that she'd be giving him shortly. But the main present was the one she was wearing.

Her Princess Leia as Jabba's slave costume looked very good on her. Jonathan and Andrew (the resident Star Wars experts) had personally supervised and helped put together her costume, insuring it's authenticity. Buffy wanted to look as close to the real thing as possible. She wore a twisted gold armband on her left bicep, a gold bracelet on her left wrist, small gold earrings, a gold neck collar with a thin chain attached. Her bikini was dark purple with vines of gold winding through it. A dark purple, diaphanous veil hung to the floor from where it attached to the crotch of her bikini bottoms. And of course, the long, brown wig, pulled back and plaited.

Buffy checked herself over for a moment. She brought the braid around to lay on her chest then put her hands on her hips. "Okay, you can look," she said, anxious to see his reaction.

Spike was smiling when he took his hands away from his eyes. When he saw her, his face froze. His brain was going a mile a minute, processing what he was seeing. "Oh God..." Spike whispered, sitting up.

His eyes examined her from head to toe, and then back again. His lips parted.

Buffy jiggled. "Well? Say something."

"I--I'm finding speech...a bit...tricky...just now," Spike said.

"If you like it, nod your head," she grinned.

Spike's gaze went back to her eyes, he smiled flirtatiously and nodded. He gave her one of his patented, 'I'm so going to fuck you!' slow eye blinks accompanied by that sexy smirk of his.

"Here," Buffy tossed the smaller of his presents onto the bed near him, "open this."

Spike didn't look away from her, he felt around until he picked it up and tore the paper off.

"You have to look at it," Buffy said, feeling very pleased at his dumbstruck reaction.

Spike curled his tongue up then looked at the present. His eyebrows met when he saw the package containing the vibrating cock ring. He wasn't sure what the hell it was at first. It was a soft, purple jelly cock ring, with special extensions for giving the female partner clitoral and anal stimulation. The vibrator was wireless so as not to have any pesky wires get in the way during the act.

Buffy giggled. "I want you to put that on, right now."

"This is my present?" he asked with a chuckle.

"That's one for both of us, along with my getup. Put it on. Don't make me spank you--"

Spike groaned at the bolt of arousal that shot through him--Buffy, dressed as Princess Leia, spanking him...

"You'd better get that thing on before you get too hard there, baby."

Buffy was feeling so confident, so strong and accomplished--as if there were nothing that she couldn't do. Earlier, she had gotten some sweet, sweet revenge on that asshole Parker. And now she was making the handsomest, sexiest hunk of man-flesh ever to walk the face of the Earth dizzy with lust. Her body was buzzing with her womanly power over him. She loved it!

"Yeah...yeah, okay." Spike was breathing harder as he tore open the package.

Buffy stayed a safe distance from him while he put it on. She licked her lips, getting very hot herself.

"This how it's supposed to look?" Spike asked once it was on.

"Yeah, that's good. Now, let's start the fun." Buffy said silkily.

Spike smiled at her, still amazed at how astonishingly hot she looked--Not that she didn't normally, but this--this was really something special. How many times had he fantasized about Princess Leia in that bikini? He didn't know for sure, but it was a LOT!

Buffy moved her hands up her body, rotating her hips slowly. Spike was quickly becoming hypnotized by her. Her fingers played in her cleavage for a few moments, she licked her lips and moaned. Spike moaned too, feeling his cock becoming rock hard.

"Turn on the vibrator part," Buffy said, turning to the side and rolling a shoulder at him and blowing him a kiss.

Spike glanced down long enough to find the switch and turn it on, then his eyes bolted back to her. He got up and kneeled on the bed, sitting on his heels and fighting the urge to leap on top of her and fuck her like an animal. This was special, Buffy went to a lot of trouble to do this for him. He had to control himself and enjoy her teasing. The vibrations from the ring felt incredibly good.

Buffy continued talking as she moved her body in fluid waves, "I'm Princess Leia, and you are the sexy Jedi who rescued me from Jabba the Hut's evil clutches. You can call me Princess, Princess Leia, Your Highness or just Leia. Got it?" She winked at him.

Spike nodded, his tongue pushing against his bottom lip. Buffy smiled happily, he was completely under her spell. He looked so cute and fuckable! Buffy danced closer to the bed, swaying her hips.

"However can I thank you, brave Jedi?" Buffy/Leia asked. "That horrible Jabba was going to put his slimy paws all over my sweet, tight," she thrust her pelvis at him, "virginal body! Thank the Gods that you rescued me before he defiled me!"

Spike looked drunk, staring at her with his mouth open slightly. His hands rested on top of his thighs, trembling slightly.

"Hey, Jedi, I'm talking to you. Did you hear me?" she asked, gyrating her hips clockwise, then counter-clockwise.

"Uh...Yes...I...I'm glad that...I could get you out of there in time. Before he...touched you," Spike was practically drooling.

Buffy/Leia giggled, "Oh yes! My hot, tight, toned body is untouched by masculine hands. I've been saving myself for a special someone. Tell me what I can give you for your bravery. What do you desire?"

"You!" Spike rasped.

"You want to take my body?" she purred.

"Yes! I--I want you!" Spike declared hoarsely.

She could see him fighting wanting to jump her bones, he kept moving forward slightly, then sitting back.

"Then, I offer myself to you." She danced closer, putting a foot up on the bed and trailing an index finger up, from her ankle to her hip. She rotated her hips.

"God, Buffy! You're drivin' me crazy!"

"Shhh! Leia, remember?" she said in mock-anger. Her face relaxed immediately back to flirty and seductive. "Would you like me to pleasure you first? I've been instructed on how to give a man pleasure in preparation for my wedding night. I'll be using it sooner than I expected."

"Wh-What was the question?" Spike brain fizzled.

She giggled. "Lay down on your back, Jedi."

Spike made her giggle some more at how quickly he dropped onto his back. He looked at her with great anticipation, shaking with lust. Buffy/Leia crawled onto the bed. She pulled the sheet away from him and scratched her nails up his right thigh lightly.

"Oh my...look at what a huge 'light saber' you have!" she giggled. "I think it's the biggest one that I've ever seen. Can you wield it well?" She raised her eyebrows.

"You'll find out soon enough," Spike smirked.

"Mmmm, yes, I will." She ran her hand over his hard cock.

Spike's eyes fluttered. "So beautiful," he muttered, gazing at her with open adoration and passion.

Buffy/Leia smirked. "Thank you, you're not so bad yourself. I like the vibrations," she said, grasping his cock and moving her hand up and down.

"Uhhhh!" Spike groaned.

"Do they feel good for you too?"

"Oh yes--Very good!" he said.

"I'm going to turn it off for now. It would feel strange when I put my mouth on you." She switched it off. "Do you want my wet mouth on your big, hot cock?"

"Oh yes!" Spike said.

Buffy licked his cock slowly, with long, thorough strokes of her tongue. She made little mewls and moans as she licked, her hands caressed his thigh and chest.

"Ahh--Buff-"

Buffy/Leia's amused eyes shot up to him, she stopped in mid- lick.

Spike caught himself. "I mean...Leia."

Buffy/Leia giggled and continued running her tongue all over his twitching cock. Spike moaned and put his hand on the back of her head. She took his wrist and moved his hand to the back of her neck, she didn't want him pulling her wig off at some point--That would spoil the fantasy a little bit. Hee-hee

She placed her mouth on his sac, taking one ball into her mouth and sucking on it like candy. Jawbreakers, they called them. Pretty fitting.

"Ohhmmm--Mmmmm," she moaned lustily, moving back up to take the head in her mouth.

She sucked on him, pulling off then reapplying her mouth with loud smacks and sucking sounds. Buffy loved the sounds that her mouth made on his cock, and the sounds that he made in reaction. She took his cock firmly in one hand, holding it--Gripping and stroking, gripping and stroking. The skin was hot; it pulsed in time with his rapid heartbeat against her palm. Buffy could worship his staff all night long. But there was more fun to be had.

"Mmmm, you're so hard," she said, licking up the side of his cock.

Spike groaned. She looked up into his face. His eyes were half-closed, his lips parted, his breath sawed in and out of him.

Buffy/Leia sat up on her knees, a hand still gliding up and down his stiff prick. "I want you to fuck me. Fuck me hard. Fuck me like an animal. That's how I want it," she said matter-of-factly.

Spike quickly got up on his knees and snatched her around the waist, pulling her roughly to him. His mouth descended on hers, sucking, demanding.

"GOD--I want you so fucking bad!" Spike growled, his hands undoing the bikini top around her back.

"Yes! Take me, Jedi! Fuck me!" Buffy/Leia panted.

She helped him get the bikini top and bottoms off of her (they were a little dodgy), but she kept the wig in place. He placed her on her back and proceeded to lavish her naked body with kisses, licks and sucks. Her lips, neck, tits, stomach, and thighs were all shiny with his saliva. A light draft in the studio caused her wet skin to chill. Goosebumps broke out wherever his glorious mouth had touched. But she hardly noticed due to the fire raging inside of her. Buffy once again gave herself a mental, pat on the back for choosing this fantasy fulfillment for him--He was obviously enjoying this a great deal, and so was she.

Spike sucked on her pussy, pulling the labia into his mouth. A finger slid inside of her dripping womanhood, sliding in nice and slow. Buffy/Leia pulled his headpiece off again, she wanted to finger his soft curls as he fingered her. He smiled at her, flicking his tongue out to play with her clit.

"Ohhhh!" she groaned. "Oh fuck--Yes!" It was getting more difficult to stay in character, but she kept trying. "Oh yes, Jedi! Make me cum! Make my hot juice pour into your mouth!"

Spike growled, attacking her nubbin with his mouth--covering it and sucking, he slid another finger up her pussy, pumping his digits madly.

"AHHHHH! AHHH! GOD YES!" Buffy/Leia cried, arching her back and rubbing her pussy against his face. Spike moaned along with her, sucking up the sweet pussyjuice that flooded out of her in a torrent. "Oh God--Oh yes--Eat my pussy! Ohhhhh!"

Her fingers wove into his hair, pushing his face harder against her mound. Spike sucked and sucked, feeling her body rocking and her cum gushing around his fingers. He removed his fingers and plunged his tongue inside of her, fucking her spasming channel over and over again.

"SPIKE!" she shouted, "UHHNNGGH! AHH!" Her brain was short-circuiting; no one, but NO ONE, could munch pussy like him.

After a minute, he changed to gentle licks. "Did that please you...Princess?" Spike asked with a smirk.

"MMmmmm," she smiled down at his upturned, cum-drenched face. "Oh yesssss. Fuck--so good. I want you to fuck me now--I want to feel that big cock stuffed inside of me."

Spike laid over top of her, his painfully erect cock lay between their bodies. They kissed slowly at first, exchanging saliva and cum with their tongues. Buffy/Leia's hand roamed down to his cock. She felt around the cockring, she flipped the 'on' switch. Spike groaned when the vibrator buzzed to life. She moaned, feeling his cock shimmying and shaking on her flat tummy. Spike supported himself with one hand over her body, he put his cockhead at her entrance and looked into her eyes.

"Yes! FUCK ME!" she yelled.

With a grunt, he pushed inside of her. He kept pushing, further and further into her. Her slick pussy walls allowed his organ to slide right along. Spike watched his cock disappearing into her body. He was still amazed that he fit so snugly inside of her--his love.

"Uhhhh!" Buffy/Leia moaned, bringing her legs up and hooking them around his back.

Spike used both arms to support himself once his cock was firmly stuffed up her pussy. He fucked his hips leisurely, grinding their pelvises together on the downstrokes.

"You like that, Princess?" he asked, smiling.

"MMM-HMM!" To illustrate her point, Buffy/Leia flexed her muscles around him.

"Ohhh--Oh gahh--Fuck!" Spike's eyes rolled, he panted for breath.

She laughed, then moaned loudly, "Uhhh--God--That vibrating thing--OHHHH!"

The little protrusions on the cockring touched and stimulated her clit and asshole every time he thrust. That, and the way his cock was turned into a giant, yummy, vibrating dildo were turning her into one, big puddle o' Buffy. She'd never had it so good. Buffy eyes shot wide open as he ground his pelvis into her. The triple stimulation made her explode violently.

"FUCKKKKK! AHHHHHHH!" Buffy screamed.

She growled, whimpered and moaned; thrashing around under him, slamming her hips at him. Spike dropped on top of her fully, humping her pussy hard.

"OH SPIKE! JESUS!" Her orgasm kept going on and on.

She held onto his bucking body, yelling and convulsing helplessly, but happily. Spike withdrew from her spasming pussy.

"Turn around," he gulped in air. "Want to fuck you from behind."

Buffy/Leia flipped over, quick as a bunny, raising her ass and backing into him. "YES! Fuck me like an animal!"

Spike growled like a hungry lion, thrusting his throbbing dick back into her. He bent over her back, fucking her hard. His hips thrusted against her ass. Buffy couldn't believe how much pleasure she was experiencing. Her ass and clit continued to be stimulated, his long, fat cock vibrated in her snatch as he humped away. She sounded like an asthmatic, her body trembled out of control. Her G-spot was getting quite a workout as well. She really thought that she might pass out, but she couldn't stop--She never wanted to stop.

Spike was having just as wonderful an experience as Buffy was. The whole Leia fantasy was delicious enough by itself, but the cockring was a very welcome touch. He could feel her cumming almost continuously around him.

"Ahhh--Buf- Leia! Ohh--You like it rough, baby?"

"OH YES!" Her voice wavered and rasped. "FUCK--Oh GOD!"

Spike pumped into her fast. His cock slipped out, they both cried out in panic.

"Put it back in!" Buffy yelled.

Buffy reached under her body, her breath coming in quick gasps. She grasped at his slippery cock and tried forcing it back up and inside of her. Spike also frantically went about burying himself back inside of her. Their hands met around his cock. He pulled out of her grasp and shoved his meat back inside of her. He held her waist and pounded her pussy.

"UHHH--UHHHGGGHH! ANNHH--Y-YESSSS!" Buffy wailed.

Spike's wonderfully huge, pulsing cock hammering into her, hitting her G-spot, the vibrations on her clit and asshole. Buffy started thinking like Capt. Kirk talks: 'Too...Much...Pleasure! Must...fight...not...to pass--' Her eyes rolled back to white, she went limp--Passing out.

Spike kept humping lost in the incredible pleasure. "Oh God--I have to cum! Let me cum!" When she didn't respond, he slowed down his thrusts. "Bu- Princess?" He furrowed his brow, stopping his pumping completely. "Buffy? Luv?"

He tapped her on the back. Spike became suddenly and deeply concerned. Did he fuck her too hard? Had he hurt her? In a panic, he pulled out and rolled her over onto her back. Her eyes were unfocused and glazed, rolled up slightly into her head.

"Buffy! Oh God--Pet, are you okay?" He gently patted her face. "Please, be okay!--Oh fuck--I'll--I'll get help!"

Tears leaked from his eyes. He started to jump off of the bed.

"Huh?" Buffy said, starting to come around.

"Buffy!" Spike flew back to her side. His hands caressed her face frantically. "Pet, are you okay?"

"Huh? Y-Yeah...I'm--" She started giggling.

Spike still looked panicked.

"Holy shit! I fucking passed out!" Buffy said.

"Should I get someone?"

"For what?"

"Because...you were out cold. I'm so sorry, pet."

"Hey," Buffy said, noticing his tears, "why are you crying?"

"I thought--I'd hurt you."

"Oh God--No, baby!" Buffy pulled him down on top of her, kissing away his tears. "It was so fucking amazing. It was so good that it fried my brain."

Spike held her, brushing his cheek against hers. "I was scared--I was about to go find some help--I didn't know what to do."

"Shhh, it's okay. I'm just fine, promise." Buffy stroked his back.

They laid together for a few moments. Buffy became aware of his still vibrating cock against her leg, she giggled again. Spike looked at her questioningly, the beginnings of a smile on his lips.

"You were going to run out there and get help?" she asked.

He nodded, not seeing what she found funny about it.

Buffy giggled harder. "With your dick pointing skyward, bouncing and vibrating?"

"Hmm--Guess I should've thought about grabbing a sheet or something," he smiled. "But, with that lot," he tilted his head towards the party room, "it'd be an event if someone didn't run around with their willy sticking out."

"You're so sweet." Buffy kissed him. "Sorry I ruined everything by fainting like that."

"You didn't ruin anything, pet."

"Mmmm, you still...want to finish the job?" She rubbed herself against him.

"You still want to go on?"

"Oh yeah--Princess Leia is such a horny, insatiable slut," Buffy moaned. "She can never get enough of her Jedi's hard cock."

Spike was surprised that she was ready for more considering that she'd lost consciousness. He was even more surprised that he was able to shift gears back to horny after how terrified he'd been a few minutes ago. The cockring had helped a lot; keeping him hard and ready to fuck through his fear.

Buffy wrapped her legs back around him, folding her arms around him and encouraging him to thrust. Spike slipped back into her pussy to the hilt, rocking his hips.

"God--Mmmmm--Yeah--Oh baby!" Buffy breathed. "God--Yeah!--Give me all of it!"

They panted and moaned as their pace increased in speed. They rutted fast and hard, their bodies slamming together. Buffy rolled them over to ride him to his climax. She reached behind her to squeeze his balls. She could feel them tensing, boiling with buckets of cum, ready to send it rocketing into her.

"Yeah, baby! Oh yeah--Cum inside of your Princess! Fill me up with your hot cum!" Buffy groaned as she bounced up and down on his raging dick.

Spike dug his fingers into her thighs, gritting his teeth and stabbing up into her. He wanted to cum, but forgot that he couldn't with the cockring on. He growled in frustration.

Buffy moved her hand from his sac to the cockring around the thick base of his cock. Her nimble--but shaky--fingers found the release, she loosened the ring.

"AHHHH--AHHHHH! SH-SHIT! UGGHHAAA!" Spike's body shot up and went rigid.

Buffy came again at the hot spurts launched from his cock. She could feel it gushing inside of her, painting her pussy walls white. There was so much and it shot into her so fast, it almost felt like he was pissing inside of her--'Cept that would be gross. This was much better. She squeezed her vaginal muscles around him, holding him like a fist.

Their bodies shook. Their sex organs pulsed and spasmed, sending incomprehensible amounts of liquid into and onto the other. In the end, they were soaked with both sweat and body fluids. Spike's thick cum oozed out of her hole, pooling on their pelvises and dripping onto the bed. Buffy laid on his chest, resting until they recovered their motor functions.

They kissed softly, completely satisfied and worn out from their vigorous encounter.

"Happy Birthday, Spike," Buffy said, nibbling on his lips.

"Thanks, Buffy. I absolutely loved my presents." He smirked.

"Presents...Oh!" Buffy said, forgetting about the real present she'd bought for him. She looked over to where she'd set it on the bed, it wasn't there anymore. "Shit--the other present must have fallen on the floor."

"Wonder how that could have happened?" Spike chuckled.

Buffy kissed him again, then eased off of his pole. A flood of cum (his and hers) rushed out, further wetting his crotch. They laughed.

"Messy, messy, messy," Spike tsk'd.

"Wipe your hands off, I don't want you getting sticky stuff on the present," Buffy said, crawling over and retrieving the present from the floor.

Spike removed the cockring and placed it on the table next to the bed. He took the sheet and made sure that his hands were body fluid-free.

"I really don't need another present, pet. You've already given me such delightful gifts."

"Uh-huh. Shut up and open it." Buffy smirked and dropped the heavy package down next to him.

Spike shifted to move out of the very, very wet spot. "Wow, this is so big and heavy. Can't wait to see what it is."

"Then open it already!" she laughed, she was anxious to see how he liked it.

Spike carefully began removing the wrapping paper, he knew it would drive her crazy.

"Come on! Tear it off!" Buffy bounced on the bed.

Spike chuckled and tore into the paper. His face lit up when he saw the title, 'The Complete Works of William Shakespeare'. It was a beautifully bound, gold-covered edition.

"Buffy, this is wonderful! Oh, thank you!" He grinned like a little boy.

Buffy smiled brightly. "I'm glad it didn't get damaged when it fell off the bed. You like it?"

"I love it! I love--it so much. Thank you, pet."

He'd almost said, 'I love you' again. Spike leaned over and kissed her sweetly.

"I knew you'd like it," she said, pleased. "It's just like the one that Captain Picard has in his ready room on Star Trek. I remembered when we watched that one episode together. You said how much you wished you had one too."

Spike smiled and kissed her again. "This was so thoughtful of you. Thank you, Buffy. I love it."

Spike didn't want to risk getting any sweat or jiz on the precious book, he put it on the table, out of harm's way. Buffy went back into his arms for a cuddle.

"I think the wig's had it," Buffy giggled, taking off the brown wig and tossing it across the bed.

"It was a bit askew towards the end there," he laughed lightly. "Thank you, pet." He kissed her nose, cheeks, then her mouth. "This was all so unexpected, and so sweet of you to indulge me in."

"My pleasure, my hot, little Jedi Knight!" She giggled and pressed their mouths together. "Always so fucking good," Buffy moved her mouth down, planting little kisses on his throat.

"Mmmm," Spike agreed. "An excellent way to spend my birthday."

"Oh!" Buffy sat up suddenly. "You wanted to drive home tonight!"

A clock on the far wall said that it was midnight. Spike's eyes widened. Then he sighed, squeezing his eyes shut and groaning lightly.

"Shit! I forgot all about it."

"I'm sure your mom will understand. I'm...sorry. It's my fault. I distracted you."

"I had a great birthday, don't feel bad, pet," he stroked her face. "I'll call Mum in the morning, maybe drive up next weekend instead."

Buffy was still pouty and sad. Spike smiled and kissed her face gently. "I wouldn't mind introducing her to a certain lovely blonde girl that I know." He nipped at her bottom lip.

"Yeah? Meeting the parent, eh? That's kind of serious stuff," she teased.

"Very serious." Spike nodded, smirking.


After some more kisses and cuddles, they washed up, got dressed and rejoined the party.

They were greeted with a round of applause and wolf-whistles. Nobody had intruded on their private time, but they'd all heard the loud screams of ecstasy from the main room.

Buffy blushed a bit, but took great pride in what they'd done to each other. She'd made Spike scream in ecstasy, and was proud that the others had heard how crazy she could make her man. Somehow the sex just kept on gettin' better all the time.

She stage-bowed deeply at the waist, thanking them. Spike took her hand, they bowed together like the cast of a Broadway show, taking their bows after a rousing performance.





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