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To
Sandycat for writing me a lovely get well story. Thanks!
"Want me to slap him
around a bit to wake him, luv?"
"Um, no,"
Willow answered her lover, looking down on her unconscious best friend. Well,
her one time best friend. For the last month she had been growing increasingly
pissed at him for his attitude to 'Dead Boy, Jr.' as he called Spike.
So, after Xander's
fifteen minute diatribe that evening in the Library on her lack of morals and
how disgusting it must be to kiss dead flesh and after hearing him call her a
vampire's lust kitten for the hundredth time, Willow had snapped.
Throwing a sleeping pill
in his pop, she had sat back and waited for him to get sleepy. It had been a
simple thing to suggest they go to her place. Xander had been so out of it, he
had stumbled along and finally collapsed in a stupor on her bed.
Two hours later Spike had
slipped into Willow's room to find her laying on her bed in a scrap of sheer
black lace that resembled a nightgown, and her friend tied to her desk chair,
unconscious.
"Make yourself
comfortable, William. It's time for Xander to learn a lesson."
Frowning at both her
choice of names and at the knowledge that she had once loved the jerk in the
chair, Spike kicked off his boots, pulled his shirt over his head and sat on the
end of her bed.
Willow walked over to
Xander and leaned down, nearly spilling her breasts from the low-cut gown that
did nothing to hide her body. "Oh Xander," she murmured, blowing on
his ear.
He mumbled unintelligibly
and Willow blew harder. Xander struggled, trying to raise his arm and his eyes
opened. Looking up, he blinked blearily.
"We playing tie me
up t'night, Cordy?" he said in a slurred voice.
Straightening back up,
Willow looked down on him with narrowed eyes. "I'm not Cordy."
At that familiar voice,
Xander's eyes opened wider and he stared, then turned bright red.
"Will," he choked out, suddenly awake. "I can see your, you
know," he hissed.
"You're going to get
to see a lot more of my 'you know', she snapped. "You ignored me for years,
never saw me as anyone other than your buddy, and now that I'm in love, you mock
me at every turn."
"Will," Xander
tried to protest.
"I think gagging him
might be a good idea, luv," Spike said as he rose and started digging
through her bedside table drawer.
Realizing that Willow
wasn't alone, Xander began to panic, struggling against the tight ropes.
"Willow, this isn't funny."
"No, it isn't,"
she answered back, strongly. "My relationship with Spike isn't funny and
I'm tired of you listening to you complain about it. So, we're going to show you
what a loving couple we are and you're going to watch if it kills you."
Taking the ball gag from
Spike, Willow grabbed Xander's face and forced his mouth open, then popped the
gag inside, snapping it around the back of his head.
Xander stared at her in
shock and Willow grinned. "Cordy has just about every mail order catalog
there is."
He shook his head wildly,
imploring her with his eyes. Willow glared at her friend, then reached for the
buckle of his belt. He tried to hop the chair away. "I'm trying to make you
more comfortable. Believe me, you're going to need the extra room."
Opening his jeans
quickly, Willow slipped her hand inside and between the flap of his boxers.
Taking hold of his half- hard cock, she pulled it out into the open, then
smirked. "What a surprise. You're getting a hard on."
"Really?" Spike
asked with very little interest.
Smiling at her lover over
her shoulder, Willow said, "Well, he is a seventeen year old boy, after
all."
"You going to do
anything with that?" Spike gestured towards Xander's growing erection.
Willow grinned happily at
the jealousy in her lover's voice. "No. I have a feeling he'll be coming
all on his own."
The chair bounced behind
her as Xander tried to get away/stop her/free himself...whatever he was trying
to do, it wasn't working.
"Stop that. You
can't get away. You just sit there and watch." She couldn't help but smile
at the furious blush on Xander's face. Turning to find Spike lounging on the
bed, Willow reached for the hem of her gown and pulled it over her head.
"Well, that did it,
luv. The sight of your lovely ass gave him a boner," Spike said lazily.
"Good," she
replied nastily, then glanced back at Xander. "Oh, and Xander? Those wicked
stripes weren't done by Spike."
"Stripes?"
Spike asked with interest. "Have you been a naughty girl?"
Willow giggled and
watched her lover's eyes roam over her slender nude body. "Uh huh. Lunch
yesterday, over a desk in the computer lab. I could hardly sit for the rest of
the day."
"Want me to kiss 'em
and make it all better?" Spike grinned lasciviously and rose to his knees.
Nodding eagerly, Willow
knelt on the bed, then slid across Spike's lap. Lifting her hips, he lowered his
mouth and began to caress the purple bruises, running his tongue gently over a
particularly nasty one that ran across her puckered anus.
Willow moaned and kicked
her legs in pleasure.
"Feel better,
Willow?"
"Hot," she
whimpered as desire shivered through her. Turning her on his lap, Spike bent and
caught her lips with his, kissing her deeply. Willow wrapped her arms around his
neck and plundered his mouth, spreading her legs to give Xander a good view of
how wet she was already.
The chair bounced again.
"So, what are you up
for tonight?" Spike asked against her lips.
"Good, hard
fucking." She sat up on his lap and licked his neck, then bit gently.
"Ooh and Cordy got me this wonderful strawberry lube, so I thought maybe
you could fuck me in the ass."
"Whatever my lady
wants," he answered with a grin.
Sliding her hand between
them, Willow found his cock pressing hard against his jeans and squeezed gently.
"And whatever my lord's prick wants," she replied saucily.
Narrowing his eyes, Spike
slid one hand over her hip, then smacked her, making her yelp.
The chair bounced again
and Spike rolled his eyes. "Does she look like she minded, mate?" He
turned his attention back to the breathless girl on his lap. "I suppose you
want to make sure he gets a good view each time, hm?"
"Yes," she
breathed, then squirmed against his caressing hand.
Nudging her off his lap,
Spike rose and stripped off his jeans, revealing his erect cock. He pumped it
negligently as he watched Willow squirm around until she was sitting on the edge
of the bed, her legs on either side of his.
Glancing at Xander, who
sat about five feet away, near the end of the bed, she saw the horror in his
eyes and grinned. "Yep, I suck cock, Xander and I'm damn good at it,"
she said proudly.
Lifting her hand, she
cupped Spike's balls and squeezed gently, smiling as he grunted. Leaning
forward, she slid her tongue over the tip of his cock, then ran it down the
side. Sucking softly on the base, she kissed her way back up.
Spike settled his hands
on top of her head, his eyes darkening as her hot lips caressed his cold cock.
It was like fire melting ice.
Opening her mouth, Willow
slipped him inside and lowered her head until her lips reached the base. Her
throat stretched, accommodating his length and she sucked hard, then pulled
back, scraping him with her teeth until he groaned.
"Pet."
Ignoring Spike, she deep
throated him again, then began a quick motion with her sucking lips as her hand
moved to the base to pump.
Tightening his fingers on
her head, Spike threw his head back and came, thrusting hard into her mouth and
into her throat. Willow took him eagerly, drinking him down. Slowly pulling back
as he shuddered and cried her name, Willow let him slip from her mouth and
swallowed. A dribble of cum slid down her chin and she turned to grin at Xander.
"Now, if you had
ever noticed me...I could have been doing that to you."
"Willow, you don't
want to make me jealous," Spike threatened, the threat lessened by the fact
he was slumped against her desk, trembling from release.
Licking her lips, Willow
lay back on the bed, across the end, her feet still on the floor. "Come
fuck me, luv."
With narrowing eyes,
Spike pushed himself off the desk and walked over to the bed, standing between
her splayed legs.
Willow looked up at him,
then reached for his limp cock, caressing it with fast, yet gentle strokes. He
thrust into her hand, letting her ready him. His cock sprang erect in a matter
of minutes and he reached down and grabbed her hips, lifting them off the bed.
Groaning in lust, Willow
dug her fingers into the bedding and held on, wrapping her legs around Spike's
hips. Tormenting her, he ran his cock over her wet pussy, teasing her throbbing
clit until she thrust against him, her heels pressing into his ass.
"Fuck me," she
demanded.
"Luv, we've had this
discussion before about you being a pushy bitch..."
"Shut up and fuck
me," she whined this time."
"You're asking for
it," he threatened.'
"Then give it to me,
God damn it!"
Growling, Spike slammed
his cock inside her wet, grasping pussy and she screamed in pleasure, bucking in
his hands.
"Oh,
yes...Spike," she whimpered as he thrust hard and deep.
Lowering her hips, he
began to shove her backwards on the bed with the force of his thrusts until
there was room between her legs for him to kneel. Coming over her, Spike slammed
his cock inside her, grinding against her.
Willow's hands flew to
his shoulders and she pressed her entire body against his, yelling his name and
thrashing under him as the tension inside her grew.
"Come for me, luv.
Come all over my cock," he chanted harshly as his hands found her breasts,
kneading them roughly.
Their eyes met and held
as their thighs and bellies smacked together.
"My clit," she
begged.
Grinning at the tone of
her voice, Spike slid one hand between her legs and, as his hips pinned her to
the bed, found her clit and caressed it.
Screaming, Willow came,
her feet digging into Spike's ass and her hands clutching his shoulders as the
ecstasy swamped her.
As she collapsed beneath
him panting and shuddering, Spike growled and exploded inside her, filling her
in hard thrusts that made the bed shake.
Rolling off her, Spike
stared at the ceiling, a sappy grin on his face.
After about five minutes,
Willow stirred and sat up, running a hand through her sweaty hair. Glancing over
at Xander she saw that he had come, splashing semen on his lap and her carpeted
floor. His eyes were glazed and his head lolled. His cock was still half-hard.
"Damn. Should have
put a towel down," she muttered.
Rising on one elbow,
Spike looked at Xander, then followed Willow's gaze to the floor. He shrugged
his shoulders and said diplomatically, "It's not like it's the first cum on
your floor, luv."
"If my parents
knew..." Willow sighed and stretched, sending her breasts bouncing. She
grinned when she realized Xander's eyes were following each bounce.
"Where are your
parents, by the way?"
"Opera in L.A.
They're staying the night."
"So, I can stay the
night?" Spike pressed himself against her back, wrapping his arms around
her waist and kissing her neck.
Sighing, Willow nodded.
"Till right before dawn. Unfortunately, they'll be back sometime in the
morning."
"It's better than
nothing." Spike sucked on the sensitive nape of her neck and she shivered
in pleasure.
Xander rocked the chair.
"Damn it, Xander,
you're going to dig a hole in the carpet. Cut that out," she snapped.
Xander glowered at her,
then tried the 'puppy dog' look. Neither got him anywhere as Willow brought one
of Spike's hands up to caress her erect nipples.
Spike ran his fingers
lightly across her breasts as he continued to place nipping kisses on her neck
and shoulders, then he pinched one nipple until Willow yelled and bounced on the
bed.
"Recall being a
pushy bitch, luv?"
Willow moaned, caught in
the painful pleasure connecting her nipple to her pussy.
"Time for
punishment," he murmured into her ear, then nipped the lobe.
A guttural cry broke from
her panting lips and Willow surged against his fingers.
Releasing her purpling
nipple, Spike turned her and placed her on her hands and knees beside him.
Willow wiggled her ass about two feet from Xander's face.
Looking at the boy, Spike
grinned evilly. "Bet you never would have thought your little Willow would
get off on pain." Xander shook his head wildly and Spike rose to his feet.
Stretching, he looked down at Willow panting into the bedding.
"Try not to come
before I even touch you, pet," he sighed, then ran his hand over her
bottom, grinning as she trembled beneath his touch. Raising his hand, he brought
it smacking against one cheek. Willow squirmed as heat flooded her pussy.
Spike spanked the other
cheek with equal severity, listening to her hisses of pain and lust. Rolling her
forward, he spread her thighs, then slapped her right under the curve of her
ass, leaving a nasty mark.
Yelling in pain, Willow
felt moisture began to leak down her legs as her pussy throbbed in reaction.
The other upper thigh
received the same treatment, leaving her trembling in lust. Pulling his arm
back, Spike brought it down hard across the crack of her bottom making her yell
again.
Sitting down next to her,
he caressed her glowing ass, then placed a kiss on her anus, making her groan
and thrust her hips backwards.
"Go show him how wet
and swollen that made you, pet."
Obediently, Willow rose
on shaky legs and took a step closer to Xander. His eyes fell to the spot
between her legs. Willow knew her pussy juices were clearly visible on her
thighs and that the lips were bright red.
As red as Xander's face
was going again. To her delight, his cock sprang to full erection again.
"I think Xander
liked it," she said over her shoulder.
Spike growled.
"Goody for Xander. Time for a hard ass fucking, Willow."
Grinning happily, Willow
bounced over to the bed. Before she could flop down on it, Spike rose and caught
her wrist, pulling her against him. Squirming against his hardening cock, Willow
ran her tongue over his nipples, while her hands cupped his ass.
"Can I spank you
sometime?" she asked sweetly.
"It won't really
hurt me..."
"But...it would turn
me on."
Spike laughed. "Like
we have any trouble with that, my sweet nympho." Lowering his head, he
kissed her passionately, his tongue driving to meet hers. "I saw the cuffs
in the drawer, pet. Want to tie me up next time?"
"Uh huh."
Regretfully pulling away,
Willow walked towards the bathroom. "I'll get the lube."
As she disappeared into
the hallway, Spike crossed his arms over his chest and glared down at the
now-cowering boy. "You've really pissed her off, mate. You shouldn't have
done that."
The chair bounced again
and Spike growled. "And if you did a hole into the carpet, I'm going to dig
one into your dick."
All movement ceased from
the bound boy.
"Stop threatening my
best friend, Spike," Willow called as she came back into the room, carrying
a jar. Grinning, she handed him the jar and he opened it.
"Edible?"
"Of course."
She glanced at Xander, then looked at her bed. "I want him to get a good
view."
"You trust me?"
Willow smiled. "With
my whole heart."
"Then bend over and
grab your knees."
Her eyes widened, but she
obeyed, all air fleeing her lungs as lust stormed through her. Bent over, she
was only about a foot from Xander.
Greasy fingers slid into
her ass and she moaned, wriggling against them. Spike's hands gripped her hips,
pulling her legs apart, lowering her. Willow dug her feet into the carpet,
bracing herself as an anticipatory shudder ran through her body.
"Ready pet?"
Spike pressed the tip of his cock against her back entrance.
Willow gasped and begged,
"Hard and fast."
Thrusting inside her
tight passage, Spike groaned, then dug his fingers into her hips and slammed his
cock home with a loud grunt of lust.
Whimpering in pleasure
and pain, Willow bucked against him.
Edging back, feeling her
muscles gripping him, Spike thrust again, then again, driving his cock deep into
her tight channel.
A red haze of pleasure
grew before Willow's eyes and she panted, "Growing faint."
Very carefully, Spike
began to lower her, sliding to a crouched position as her hands and knees met
the carpet. He managed to keep his cock inside her and managed not to go insane
from the pressure of her clamping down.
Hissing, Spike placed one
hand on her shoulders and shoved her down farther.
Willow wriggled her ass
and whimpered his name. "Hard and fast, please."
With a growl, he thrust
again, driving her down. Digging her fingers into the carpet, Willow began to
sob in pleasure.
"Harder, please,
Spike, please, fuck me."
As his own need
overwhelmed him, Spike began a fast pace, rocking his pelvis against her
trembling ass. After a few minutes of thrusting and slapping his balls against
her wet pussy, Spike gritted his teeth and came with a roar, spilling his semen
deep inside her ass.
"Yes," Willow
hissed, thrusting back against him, taking him deeply.
Shaking in satisfaction,
Spike pulled out and collapsed against the bed. Panting hard, Willow turned and
scooted over to him, slumping against him."
"So good," she
crooned, then giggled at the feel of his cold cum leaking out of her ass.
"Oops, more cum on the floor."
Spike sighed and kissed
her forehead, then noticed the glazed, hungry look in her eyes. "Still need
to come, love?" he asked gently.
Willow nodded, biting her
lower lip until he leaned down and bit it for her, then kissed her tenderly.
"Lay down on the
bed, luv. Let me make you come nice."
Scrambling onto the bed,
Willow flopped on her back and spread her trembling legs. Raising to his knees,
Spike grabbed her legs and pulled her towards him until her swollen, wet pussy
was in front of his mouth.
Lowering his head, he
licked her gently, tasting a hint of strawberry mixed with a dollop of himself
and a large portion of essence of Willow. As she moaned and arched against his
tongue, he slipped one finger into her pussy, rubbing her inner walls. Placing
kisses on her hot folds, he moved his mouth higher until he kissed her throbbing
clit.
Willow nearly came off
the bed and her muscles clamped around his finger as she cried his name
hoarsely. Licking her clit, he thrust another finger inside and stretched her
open.
Opening his mouth, he let
his demon emerge and growled softly as his fangs extended, then glanced up at
Willow.
Raised on trembling
elbows, Willow was watching in eager anticipation and nodded wildly. They both
heard the chair bouncing and Xander trying to make noise, but ignored him.
Worming his thumb up her
cleft to her clit, Spike lowered his mouth and bit into her inner thigh as he
rubbed her hard nubbin.
Screaming in pleasure,
Willow came in great shudders. As he fed, Spike held her down, not wanting her
to tear herself on his fangs, forcing the tremors up her body and making her
tremble all over in release. She keened and whimpered and thrashed her head as
his plunging fingers and pressing thumb ruthlessly built her to another orgasm.
Pulling his fangs free,
Spike morphed back to human and lowered his mouth to her clit, sucking hard and
making her scream again. Her whole body convulsed around his head as she
climaxed for the final time.
Sitting back, Spike
watched her flushed, slick body shake and listened to her panting cries of
pleasure. Turning his head, he saw that the boy had come again and his head was
drooping onto his chest.
Rising from the bed,
Spike walked over and released the gag, removing it with more care than if
Xander had been HIS captive.
Xander flexed his mouth
and looked up with tear-filled eyes.
"You bastard,"
he mumbled, his tongue thick, his mouth sore.
Stepping aside, Spike
grabbed the boy by the back of the neck, forcing him to look at Willow.
"Look at her. Look at her tremble in pleasure, boy. I did that to her, for
her."
"You bit her, fed on
her," Xander sobbed softly.
"Because she loves
it. Because it makes her climax like nothing else," Spike said strongly,
then released the boy. "Pet, I'm going to shower." He left the room.
Slowly, Willow forced
herself to sit up. She was exhausted, her whole body tingled happily and there
was a delicious soreness between her thighs, centering on the bite mark.
Xander's eyes shifted away from her and his face turned red again.
Staggering off the bed,
Willow untied him, then slumped back onto the bed. Xander quickly fastened his
pants and rose to his feet, rubbing his wrists.
"I love him,
Xander," she said softly.
"You didn't need to
kidnap me to prove that," he said sullenly.
"Yeah, I think I
did."
Xander glanced at her,
then quickly looked away. Willow sighed and reached for her robe. "Xander,
you just watched me get fucked in about every way possible, how can you be
embarrassed."
"How can you not
be?" he replied harshly.
Sighing, Willow let her
shoulders slump as she belted the robe around her waist. "I'm
covered."
The look he gave her was
reproving. "I don't understand what's happened to you."
"I grew up,"
she replied strongly. "I fell in love."
"With a demon."
"Yes, with a demon
who loves me more than anything."
Xander snorted.
"Damn it,
Xander," she yelled. "Do you want to ruin our friendship? Because
you're about to make me choose between the two of you and, if I do, I'm afraid
you're going to be the big loser."
"Willow," he
pleaded.
"No. I lived my life
for you for too long. Now that I'm living it for me, you can't handle it. Well,
tough shit!"
He was clearly taken back
by her anger and sat down heavily on the chair. Finally, he found his voice and
whispered, "I'm so afraid he will hurt you."
Pity found its way past
her anger and Willow softened. "I know you are, Xander, but he won't. Trust
me. Trust Buffy. Trust the fact that if he ever did anything to hurt me against
my will, she'd stake him in a heartbeat."
"Are you going to
let him turn you into a vampire?" Xander asked in a small voice.
Willow stared at him,
stunned. "What? Why would you think that?"
"Oh, I don't know,
so you could be together forever," he replied bitterly.
"No, Xander. I don't
want to be a vampire. We don't think about the future. It's too tenuous for both
of us. Spike and I live in the now. We have to."
"I...I don't want to
lose you."
There was such pain in
his voice and the eyes he raised to her that Willow felt tears sting her eyes.
"You won't."
"I'll try,
Will," he said slowly and rose to his feet. "I'll try to accept
this."
"Good," she
answered, smiling.
Xander blushed and
dropped his eyes. "Sorry about your floor."
Laughing, Willow jumped
up and hugged him. "It's okay. I'm sorry I was so nasty to you."
Carefully Xander hugged
her back. "Um, it's okay. It was...a new experience." Willow tightened
her hold on his shoulders, squeezing him. "Um, Will, I really don't want
your boyfriend ripping off vital parts of my anatomy."
Giggling, Willow pulled
back and caught a glimpse of Spike lounging in the doorway, wet with a towel
around his hips.
"I'll see you
tomorrow at the library?" Xander asked hopefully.
"Willow nodded.
"Research party. I wouldn't miss it for the world."
Nodding, Xander turned
and walked towards the French doors. Willow grabbed her purse and dug out a
stake and a cross, then shoved them into his hands.
"Be careful."
"Careful guy, that's
me." With a quick kiss to her forehead, Xander slipped out the door.
Sighing, Willow turned
and watched Spike drying his gorgeous body.
"Did it work,
pet?"
"I think so."
"Good. I don't think
I'm up to another show."
Willow gave him a quirky
smile and dropped her eyes to his cock. It twitched and Spike groaned.
Slipping off the robe,
Willow flung herself onto her bed, sprawling splay-legged, her arms spread wide.
As he crashed down on top
of her, Spike groaned, "You're going to be the death of me, Willow."
"What a way to
go!"
End