I do not own BtVS or, its characters, they belong to others. I am not making any money from this story. All the characters are over eighteen. * It was past noon when Xander Harris awoke. That wasn't a surprise as it had been past four when he finally drifted off too sleep, happy in the strong arms of Angel. Xander wasn't sure how many times they'd fuck; it...
[Bonus Turn On Tip: If your older girl is shy about trying something kinky, she may be curious and you don't want to scare her off!! You might want to do what one of my erotic pen-pals did to introduce me to the dark side. He actually wrote me a story where he wrote me in the dominant role in a fantasy. It was very tame, just using his tie to tie his wrist...
Jenny Edwards sat in at the small table in the little café sipping a soda and waiting. She brushed her light brown hair out of her blue eyes as she drummed her fingers on the table. This was a meeting she'd avoided for over five years, but now, she knew it was time to deal with this situation once and for all. A petite brunette with brown eyes walked up and...
The cool night breeze made Angel feel colder that she already was. She was 18 and quite young to the world. She looked at the darkness that surrounded her with her innocent look that could melt even a heart of stone. She turned around trying to close her eyes and sleep but the alley did not provide a very good sleep. She was very beautiful for a girl living...
"This is Ben's place?" Angel asked Tara. The mansion was tucked in the hills behind the village that held the bookstore and the café. "How on earth can a barista afford this?" "His family is pretty well off, real-estate, I think," Tara sounded like she was talking through a dream as she guided Angel through the house. "His dad bought him this place, but Ben...
Torec turned out to be a Minino. The tiger-like pleasure slave was brought to her by Katadre herself. The raven-haired guard looked at Angel with rage. "If I find one mark on him..." The woman cut herself off short, her chest heaving with barely contained violence. Torec's eyes narrowed as he looked from his mistress to Angel. The golden-green eyes had a...
In the stillness of the night, a tiny angel sleeps; her wings nestled securely around her fragile porcelain frame that is battered and bloodied from endless hours spent trying to release her warrior from his tomb. She is exhausted from the effort. Her body is broken and her soul is forever scarred. She shivers in spite of the slight protection that her sil...
Angel sat on the edge of his bed, cradling his Italian loafers, brooding. He hadn't done this in a while and took him a half an hour or so to remember how to brood properly. He began to mutter to himself. "I can understand being upset with me. I can understand throwing me out of her room. Literally. But does she have to abuse my shoes?" He shook his head sad...
Verchiel stood atop the mountain, gazing down at the mortal world below. Anyone looking at her would have seen a tall, beautiful woman with long black hair, bronze skin and sparkling golden brown eyes. She wore a white suit and cape. Of course, they would have been wrong. Verchiel was no mere mortal woman. She was the leader of the Powers, a Host of Angels...
I do not own BtVS or, its characters, they belong to others. I am not making any money from this story. All the characters are over eighteen. * Eighteen year old Xander Harris looked in the mirror. He looked beautiful, with his make-up and his hair curled he looked, if not like a young lady, at least close enough to be mistaken in low light and at a dista...