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- anya,
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Let's Talk About Sex
Once upon a time there was a fledgeling fanfic writer, who discovered the joys of slash quite by accident (thinking that a site called 'Slashing the Angel' surely hosted torture fics, eww!). However, then she came across Pet's Educations series and ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mpoetess's "Chocolatey Goodness". What a discovery! Our fledgling writer felt tempted to write some slash fic of her own, just a short X/S fic, nothing fancy, and ended up writing a long series, one she never quite finished, namely:
Let's Talk About Sex
Rating: NC-17 for smut (both her and slash) and language
Pairing: X/S, S/Anya, X/Anya plus (in the pipeline) X/S/Anya
Summary: Vaguely set in a much lighter S6, where Buffy and Spike had sex just once; For Anya's birthday Xander decides to give her a threesome and recruits Spike for the event (wanting the vampire for Anya's pleasure but quickly coming to think of other applications for the blond menace)
Genre/Warnings (for the whole series): AU, comedy, fluff, angst, romance, friendship, some bad jokes, some song lyrics, pot, pop culture, wanking and no Anya-bashing whatsoever - plus everybody is extremely consenting :-)
This was the first smut I ever wrote. My lack of experience shows in the first few chapters, but I think from chapter 5 onwards it's not so bad. I enjoyed writing it and it's irked me for months that I lost impetus so close to the finishing line.
Since then, the story has been nominated in the Candy Store Awards for Best Threesome. I suppose it would be more flattering if the nomination were in any of the other categories, but I'm happy anyway. Besides, there's not much competition in that category. Anyway, the nomination seems to have provided me with a much needed nudge, because I'm really determined now to give this smutty little guilty pleasure a proper ending.
In order to put pressure on myself to finally finish this baby, I'm posting a little peek preview, i.e. a few paragraphs of the chapter I'm currently working on (I should warn you, they will undoubtedly be rewritten somewhat, but to give you a little taste of what's coming, they should suffice):
This is how the last chapter ended:
"I intend to get as much fun out of my present as possible. I mean, it’s not like you’re going anywhere. Not for a long while, anyway,” Anya said.
“I’m not?” Spike asked, feeling a bit unreal.
“Of course not. You’re my present, dummy,” she smacked his head lightly, then kissed him squarely on the mouth, before she continued: “Not a loan. And since Xander and I are engaged and love is all about sharing, half of you belongs to him,” she said, smiling magnanimously. She offered her mouth to Xander who was more than happy to press his lips on hers and invade her mouth with his tongue.
Spike stood with his mouth open. *I got sucked into an alternate reality!*
“Can we get back to having sex now?” Anya asked sweetly.
The birthday present blinked. Then he spread his arms wide and invitingly. “Help yourselves,” Spike said, with a beatific smile on his face. “All yours.”
(and now for the new stuff, just a peek preview...)
*All ours!* Anya thought excitedly. She almost clapped her hands in glee. *This must be what children feel like when they get a shiny new toy.* She gave the naked vampire a once over, admiring his lean frame and his promising erection but finally resting her eyes on his face, totally enthralled by the wide-eyed hunger that spilled out of his dark blue eyes... *Definitely shiny, and not because he’s so pale.*
Her heart took a happy leap. Smiling, she placed her hands on Spike’s smooth chest and stepped forward, giving him a gentle push - the way a dancer might communicate her intent to her partner. Spike took his cue and stepped backwards until his shoulder blades were pressed against Xander’s broad chest and his lower back met the human’s hard-on. Both men gasped when their bodies touched. They leaned against each other for more contact, more pressure - more of everything. The vampire put his hands on Anya’s hips, and pulled her towards him, until he was neatly sandwiched between the two hot human bodies.
Anya could feel Spike’s erect shaft poke her belly. She rubbed against it, enjoying its hardness. Meanwhile, she let her hands roam over his lean cool body, encountering Xander’s exploring hands here and there, then claimed Spike’s mouth for a long possessive kiss, wondering in the back of her head if the vampire could taste Xander’s kiss on her lips. Spike’s buried one hand in her hair, stroking the nape of her neck with his thumb, while the other hand traveled the curves of her body. “You feel so good,” he murmured between kisses. “So good.”
TBC
mpoetess's "Chocolatey Goodness". What a discovery! Our fledgling writer felt tempted to write some slash fic of her own, just a short X/S fic, nothing fancy, and ended up writing a long series, one she never quite finished, namely:Let's Talk About Sex
Rating: NC-17 for smut (both her and slash) and language
Pairing: X/S, S/Anya, X/Anya plus (in the pipeline) X/S/Anya
Summary: Vaguely set in a much lighter S6, where Buffy and Spike had sex just once; For Anya's birthday Xander decides to give her a threesome and recruits Spike for the event (wanting the vampire for Anya's pleasure but quickly coming to think of other applications for the blond menace)
Genre/Warnings (for the whole series): AU, comedy, fluff, angst, romance, friendship, some bad jokes, some song lyrics, pot, pop culture, wanking and no Anya-bashing whatsoever - plus everybody is extremely consenting :-)
This was the first smut I ever wrote. My lack of experience shows in the first few chapters, but I think from chapter 5 onwards it's not so bad. I enjoyed writing it and it's irked me for months that I lost impetus so close to the finishing line.
Since then, the story has been nominated in the Candy Store Awards for Best Threesome. I suppose it would be more flattering if the nomination were in any of the other categories, but I'm happy anyway. Besides, there's not much competition in that category. Anyway, the nomination seems to have provided me with a much needed nudge, because I'm really determined now to give this smutty little guilty pleasure a proper ending.
In order to put pressure on myself to finally finish this baby, I'm posting a little peek preview, i.e. a few paragraphs of the chapter I'm currently working on (I should warn you, they will undoubtedly be rewritten somewhat, but to give you a little taste of what's coming, they should suffice):
This is how the last chapter ended:
"I intend to get as much fun out of my present as possible. I mean, it’s not like you’re going anywhere. Not for a long while, anyway,” Anya said.
“I’m not?” Spike asked, feeling a bit unreal.
“Of course not. You’re my present, dummy,” she smacked his head lightly, then kissed him squarely on the mouth, before she continued: “Not a loan. And since Xander and I are engaged and love is all about sharing, half of you belongs to him,” she said, smiling magnanimously. She offered her mouth to Xander who was more than happy to press his lips on hers and invade her mouth with his tongue.
Spike stood with his mouth open. *I got sucked into an alternate reality!*
“Can we get back to having sex now?” Anya asked sweetly.
The birthday present blinked. Then he spread his arms wide and invitingly. “Help yourselves,” Spike said, with a beatific smile on his face. “All yours.”
(and now for the new stuff, just a peek preview...)
*All ours!* Anya thought excitedly. She almost clapped her hands in glee. *This must be what children feel like when they get a shiny new toy.* She gave the naked vampire a once over, admiring his lean frame and his promising erection but finally resting her eyes on his face, totally enthralled by the wide-eyed hunger that spilled out of his dark blue eyes... *Definitely shiny, and not because he’s so pale.*
Her heart took a happy leap. Smiling, she placed her hands on Spike’s smooth chest and stepped forward, giving him a gentle push - the way a dancer might communicate her intent to her partner. Spike took his cue and stepped backwards until his shoulder blades were pressed against Xander’s broad chest and his lower back met the human’s hard-on. Both men gasped when their bodies touched. They leaned against each other for more contact, more pressure - more of everything. The vampire put his hands on Anya’s hips, and pulled her towards him, until he was neatly sandwiched between the two hot human bodies.
Anya could feel Spike’s erect shaft poke her belly. She rubbed against it, enjoying its hardness. Meanwhile, she let her hands roam over his lean cool body, encountering Xander’s exploring hands here and there, then claimed Spike’s mouth for a long possessive kiss, wondering in the back of her head if the vampire could taste Xander’s kiss on her lips. Spike’s buried one hand in her hair, stroking the nape of her neck with his thumb, while the other hand traveled the curves of her body. “You feel so good,” he murmured between kisses. “So good.”
TBC