I have experienced that before. So where are we headed?" she asked."The drugstore," I said pointing down the street."At least you chose something clos...." she said."How do you know that? Do you have some kind of built in GPS?" I asked."Actually I do, but I don't have the GPS coordinates. What I do have is excellent vision and I can see the sign." She it it pointing the very large sign which read Chemist."With a sight change of tone, that would be more robohumor." I said. When we finally arrived. But now, I was up, I wasn’t sad, I was horny. I needed to be fucked. And who better to do that than someone who had already done it so, so well so, so many times. Plus, I had a secret desire. One which I already knew he was into. I had cajoled him into telling me he was into BDSM the night before he dumped me, but unfortunately, I didn’t have time to let him know that was my thing and to try it out with him. I held my breath, simultaneously embarrassed and excited for his reply. Two minutes. A lot of magic or something was probably going to be involved. And if you were a monk, you weren't supposed to know about magic anyway. And if, on top of that, you were working under a severe deadline. Well... perhaps it was possible that the whole altering of reality hadn't quite gone off without a hitch.Sometimes Buffy thought she should be angry about the way those monks had messed with her, but other times, like right now, early in the morning, with the first rays of sunlight illuminating a. The only sound we could hear was our bodies moving together and harsh breathing. I gripped the back of the headboard and arched my hips out towards him. He pulled back and gripped them. I rolled my hips to match his thrusts. Seth whispered ‘Fuck’ under his breath when he felt me clenching around him. His thumb stroked my clit, making my mouth open and my breath come out in a woosh. My thighs gripped his waist harder, feeling an orgasm coming. He leaned back over me, thrusting so hard, pulling.