THINGS CHANGE (6/?)
Willow saw the look that Spike was giving Angelus and looked at
her lover
thoughtfully. Something had happened at the carnival. What, she
wasn't sure.
She didn't know if she liked the wicked gleam that was in Spike's
eyes, but
it warmed her more than she would ever admit. She felt herself
growing
aroused from a simple look. She shifted against Angelus, causing
him to look
at her. "Did you have fun?"
Angelus smiled. He could smell her arousal coming off of her in
waves. "Yes,
Willow. It was nice. Did you enjoy it?"
"Very much" Willow said, smiling up at him.
"It had its moments" Spike added, smirking at his sire. He let his
blue eyes
rake over Willow, their expression softening slightly. He was finally
going
to see her make love. He couldn't contain his excitement. He wanted
her so
badly. He was tired of sitting downstairs and waiting.
"I loved it" Dru said, clapping. "The most fun. Thank you Mum."
"You're welcome Dru" Willow said, feeling Angelus' chest rumble
as he
laughed. "Hush" she said, smacking him.
"You definitely have a loyal fan, Red" Angelus said, his hand caressing
her
face. "Well, more than one actually."
"Aw, you say the sweetest things" Willow said, leaning up to kiss
him gently.
"I think I might puke" Spike said, making a face.
Willow laughed as she pulled away from Angelus. "I love you too
Spike" she
said, leaning forward and kissing him. She didn't know what made
her do it,
but he had sounded so sullen...so left out. She meant it to be
a simple
chaste kiss. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Spike
moved, his
lips meeting hers. His eyes widened in surprise but he wasn't about
to let
her go. He brought his hand up and drew her closer. She gasped,
allowing him
access to her mouth. She whimpered at the heat that spread through
her at his
touch. His kiss was demanding and lusty, not like Angelus' who
was always
gentle and seductive. This was pure need and desire. She felt Angelus'
hands
on her back, his touch soothing as her emotions went haywire.
Drusilla watched her Mum kiss Spike and smiled. She stood, waving
to Angelus
as she went upstairs. She had so much to tell her dollies about
her day. She
shut her door and fell on her bed, eager to discuss her night.
Angelus felt Willow arch back against him. He moved his hands over
her back,
around to cup her breasts. He heard her soft sigh of pleasure and
knew she
was ready. He knew what she wanted. He let his other hand drift
over Spike's
leg, up to caress his childe's cock. He was rewarded by a low moan
from Spike
as he teased both his lovers with his large hands, first kneading
Willow's
breast and then cupping Spike's erection. His mouth on Willow's
neck nipping
at the flesh as he let his hand go underneath her shirt, her flesh
warm
against his palm as he twisted her nipple. Still, Spike refused
to let her
lips go. He was making love to her with his mouth, Willow swore.
And she
loved it. This was right, she decided. She knew what taking this
step would
mean but she couldn't turn back. She pulled away from Spike, gasping
for air.
He watched her, his blue eyes narrowed slits of desire. She looked
at Angelus
and smiled, "I think we need to move this upstairs."
"Are you sure?" Angelus asked, his hand caressing her face. He saw
Spike
watching nervously, his childe's eyes clouded with desire.
Willow nodded, her hand holding Spike's as she told Angelus, "Yes.
I'm ready."