Buffy The Vampire Slayer Fan Fiction ❯ Come, Come, Come ❯ Cradle of Love ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3: Cradle of Love

Well rock the cradle of love
Rock the cradle of love
Yes the cradle of love don't rock easily it's true

To say Xander was surprised as he was picked up one handed by the collar of his shirt and casually tossed beside Spike on the bed was an understatement. Both man and vampire gave each other a look that spoke of shared torture and pleasure before two pairs of eyes pinned themselves to the woman still moving to the beat, albeit a different one now.

Faith shared a grin of anticipation with them before her pants began to slowly slide down her hips. Slowly a lacy thong was revealed that had Xander unabatedly panting and Spike's eyebrows up to his hairline. She moved forward, stepping out of the ring her pants had made and again approaching the bed. Both men watched as one knee and then the other sank onto the mattress, shaking the two men that lay there motionless.

Well rock the cradle of love
I rocked the cradle of love
Yes the cradle of love don't rock easily it's true
Well now

Spike levered himself on his elbows, lips curving into a smirk as the 'renegade' Slayer approached them the same way she had approached Spike the first time. He could feel brown eyes on him with a roughness that he knew he would enjoy once it translated to touch.

And wasn't he just jealous. He cursed vampire stamina that was already making the man's cock next to him rise up to greet the woman before them. Xander audibly gulped, feeling as if he was under a microscope, as Faith's eyes trailed over first his crotch with a raised brow, then Spike's with a leer. He could actually feel himself pouting. He wanted fast, vampire-like recovery time too.

It burned like a ball of fire
When the rebel took a little child bride
To tease yeah so go easy yeah

Faith chuckled and leaned down over the vampire's lap, matching him look for look. He was hot for a cold, dead guy. In fact, if Faith didn't want to get off on two men just because she could, she'd wrap this one up and take him with her. She was sure Xander would-recover in time, but for now.

Spike's head cracked against the headboard with a resounding thud as Faith's stomach slid over his cock as she literally slithered up his body. Instinctually, his legs came up, wrapping around her waist and pulling her up and down into him. She didn't fight him, just continued to move sinuously over him, until they were face to face. And there was the lip contact both had subconsciously craved.

Cause love cuts a million ways
Shakes the devil when he misbehaves
I ain't nobody's fool
Come on shake it up
Whatever I do

Xander could only watch, like he did his porn television, as Spike and Faith melted against each other, slithering and pushing against one another until the moans and gasps from between their latched lips could be clearly heard. And there was his buddy. All ready to go now. He bit his bottom lip, wondering if-

And two pairs of eyes locked onto his with a look- They wanted to-? He gulped through a parched throat. Oh, they wanted to-

Spike chuckled. "What's wrong, boy? Still not man enough?"

When Faith joined in the chuckle, Xander steeled his teeth together and was suddenly hovering over Faith. And now what-?

Rock the cradle of love
Rock the cradle of love
Yes the cradle of love don't rock easily It's true
Sent from heaven above that's right
To rob the cradle of love
Yes the pages of don't talk decently It's true

He gasped as Faith first plunged herself down onto Spike's erection and then arched back into his, taking him into her ass so fast his heart must have stopped. He definitely couldn't get a breath in, but she didn't stop and Spike was moving too and he just had to ram himself down as Faith went down and Spike came up and then go the opposite way with Faith as Spike went down. He knew they were supposed to be synchronized and as soon as he got his stomach out of his throat he would do that.

Yeah flesh for your Romeo
Ah yeah baby
I hear you moan
It's easy you know how to please me yeah

Spike growled lowly over the woman pounding relentlessly, as if she was trying to go through him. The boy was messing up the whole rhythm…. Ah, he caught on quick. A bleach-blonde head fell back numbly against the headboard. He could feel both weights pressing into-onto him. Tight heat encased him and the constant and differing movements of all three of them were making spots show up in his vision.

Oh, he should have had an orgy much sooner than this. Much, much sooner.

This love starts my rolling train
You can't stop it
It ain't in vain
I ain't nobody's fool
Come on shake it up
Whatever you do

Faith could feel her breath getting more and more ragged with each thrust. Every time she pulled away from Spike, she plunged headlong into Xander. The burn from behind and the aching pleasure from in front were enough to make her throw back her head, exposing her throat to an already over-the-edge vampire, and let out a keening wail she was sure everyone could hear. Oh well, the girls might get a few pointers.

These are the wages of love
Rock the cradle of love
These are the wages of love
Ooh yeah
Rock the cradle
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

As the music kept its incessant beat up and the trio kept their own incessant rhythm, each wondered when exactly the hot-cold-numbing-tidal wave of feeling was finally going to break. Each wondered if the song was ever going to end. Each wondered in the heat surrounding them and drenching them in sweat that made their bodies slip and slide across each other's with a gleaming quality would ever give way to coolness again.

Well it burned like a ball of fire
When the rebel took a little child bride
To tease yeah I know how to please you yeah

Xander could feel his whole body tightening with the strain a very tight and ruthless Faith was giving him. He welcomed the sensation that he knew preceded an orgasm, thinking that he would never come as hard as he was going to, he would never scream as loudly as he was going to, he was going to-

Well my love starts a rolling train
You can't stop it
It ain't in vain
I ain't nobody's fool

Spike arched off the bed, head lolling from side to side as she just kept- He had no idea how she could keep it up like this, with this pace and ferocity. It almost gave him a newfound appreciation for Slayer abilities. She was so-perfect. Moist and warm and he had been so cold with just his hand and wasn't this much better so much better than a hand-job or even a circle jerk with the boy. He could feel when Xander came and both Faith and he brutally pushed into one another. As the rebel Slayer slammed back down into him, he threw back his own head and screamed.

Come on shake it up
Whatever I do

Faith gasped as she felt both men coming into her from both ends. It was enough to spur her own orgasm, which almost had her crying out as loudly as the vampire.

Finally, all three felt the sensations ebb from them, leaving only total and completely satisfied exhaustion in their wake.

Rock the cradle of love
Rock the cradle of love
Sent from heaven above
That's right
To rock the cradle of love
Rock the cradle of love
Yeah cradle of love
That's me mama
I robbed the devil of love
All right
Cradle of love
If you tease me tonight
If you sleaze me all right
If you appease me tonight
And let me ease you
Cradle of love

Spike gave a grunt as first Faith collapsed on him, then Xander. Okay, he didn't need to breath, but still, they could have spared a few ribs. And wasn't it just warm on the bottom? Why'd he like the top again?

Slowly, Xander rolled off of Faith, sweat almost making him stick to her. That was very different from the first time Faith had-well, consensual rape came to mind actually. He let out a loud breath and shivered as cold air made itself known to his body, covering his sweat-moistened body with goosebumps.

"Well, boys…. That was-nice." A grin met that comment as Faith levered herself off of Spike as easily and nonchalantly as if she'd just dusted a few vampires-or drunk a beer. Spike grimaced as cool air meet him as well, trying to toe the sheets over his body.

Faith rolled off the bed and into an upright position, picking up her clothes and easing them on. Her ass was sore, but apart from that-well, it had been quite awhile for her.

Finally she turned to the two sets of eyes on her, glancing at first one man sprawled on the bed, then the other. "You know, you two look cute like that. You might want to try that-what do you Brits call it? Buggering?" With that last thought hanging in the air between the two still naked man, Faith took her leave, walking up the stairs in strides that looked none the worse for wear.

Xander and Spike slowly turned to face each other, eyes comically wide. Quickly, and with ill-repressed shudders, they turned, Spike to pull his covers up to his neck and Xander to put his clothes on and abandon the basement and its vampire.

Spike and Xander? Right….

*Excerpts taken from Billy Idol's Cradle of Love