Rating: NC-17
Pairing: W/S
Summery: a challenge from Ellie #2
Spoilers: season four
Distribution: Bite me.please? Willow's Lil' Secret, RedsSoulmates
Feedback: NEED IT, don't be shy now!
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~Part: 1~
The song by one of those blonde Brittany knock-off blared through the dorms. Willow rolled her eyes and unlocked her door, navigating her way through Buffy's dirty clothes and homework that was scattered everywhere. Willow had a lot of work ahead of her, papers papers everywhere and not a single one good enough to hand into teacher. Willow curled up on her bed, lovingly patting the spot where Spike had tried to bite her. It was a knee-jerk reaction by now, she had done it every night for a week, since the night that he had unsuccessfully tried to kill her. Willow pulled her knees up to her chest and thought of Spike, beautiful Spike who thought her wonderful enough to bite. Willow gave in to these wonderful, lusty thoughts as she leaned back into the bed. Her hands traced the form of her body as his smile flashed in front of her, it was his hands that were sliding over her body, cupping her breasts, undoing her jeans.
"Willow, you would not believe what my stupid English professor did," Buffy rapidly said as she pushed past the door.
Willow scrambled to button her fly and pull down her T-shirt. She felt her cheeks sting red but Buffy didn't seem to notice as she continued to chatter on.
"I'm going out tonight, you wanna come Willow?"
Willow blushed again, hoping that this wasn't Buffy's attempt on being funny.
"Me? Come? Oh no Buffy I don't want to come. I mean why would I want to come? You go out and have fun with Riley."
Buffy turned and gave her a strange look before giving her a it'll be alright hun smile.
"Alright Will, but if you change you're mind we'll be at the bronze."
"Ok Buff you have fun."
Willow breathed deeply and calmed herself. Willow shook her head and decided that since her lust was killed she might as well get on with her work. Three papers and one bin of Ben & Jerry's later Willow was dosing off, her head falling ungracefully off her shoulder.
"Willow, pet, please wake up," Spike whimpered and shook her awake.
Willow opened her eyes and epped at Spike sitting on her bed. She promptly tried to climb the wall.
"Willow, Willow calm down! I'm not here to kill you, though I can't lie I wish I could," Spike reached out for her and placed two large hands on her shoulders.
"S-pike what are you doing here?"
Spike lowered his face to hers and growled.
"You're going to help me or I'll gut you," His game face came into view and Willow scurried back. Willow felt the projector wheel up to show her life. Spike, the man who she had been fantasying for a week, was trying to kill her. Willow then remembered why she had started about fantasying about him.
"Spike we both know you can't hurt me," Willow snapped.
Spike tensed up his face and lowered his mouth to a stone still Willow, barring his fangs and letting cool air tease her bare skin.
"Well Spike c'mon I'm waiting," Willow yawned and pushed his face closer to her.
Spike was near tears in because of the pain and humiliation, he couldn't even fucking scare the slayers buddy.
"Goddamn you Willow, had to bust a guys bubble didn't you," Spike grumbled.
"All you had to do was say please Spike," Willow smiled at the disheveled vampire.
"Now what's wrong Spike?"
Spike eyed her cautiously and snarled.
"How do I know I can trust you?"
"Um Spike you're the one who came to me," Willow furrowed her brows and looked at him with concern filled eyes.
"I'm sick, I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me and I was thinking since you were good with the magic thing that you could help me." Spike blurted all the embarrassing information out, hoping that Willow wouldn't be able to catch the compliment. Willow opened her mouth to speak when she saw Spike body lurch and his hand go to cover his mouth.
"Spike what's wrong!"
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