"Where's Spike?" Willow asked, sitting up frightened.

"Xander, stay here with Willow," Giles commanded, dashing off towards the exit.

" Oh Goddess, Spike!" Willow cried softly as she rolled off the table, pushing pass Xander to follow Giles.

" Hey, Wills..." Xander started after her.

~~~~~~~~~~ Giles pushed through the crowd to see both the insect demon and Spike lying prone and unmoving. Detective Bayliss was cautiously approaching the two still figures. Giles moved closer. He noted yellowish and green fluid leaking from the insect demon's head. Spike appeared to badly burned, as his uncovered pale flesh was smoking and oozing. His vampire visage was gone.

" Care to explain to me what the hell this thing is?" Tim Bayliss asked, nudging the large dead insect with his foot.

Giles replied, " That is your killer."

Willow's scream tore through the humid air, " No! No! Spike!" as she ran towards him.

Detective Bayliss caught Willow about the waist and pulled her roughly into his embrace. " I'm sorry Willow, he's dead."

" No, No... Giles.. we have to help him.... before its too late," she whimpered. " Let me go!" she yelled kicking Bayliss in the shin.

Giles took off his vest and called to Xander, tossing him the keys. " Bring round the car."

"Willow, stay back.. I'm afraid this demon fluid is caustic..." Giles explained as he used his vest to pull Spike away from the demon's carcass.

Willow stood helpless, tears coursing down her face. < Spike, Please be ok... I don't want to loose you... you stubborn assed vamp...>

Xander honked the car horn to clear the spectators out of the way.

" Xander, get the wool blanket from the backseat," Giles ordered.

Xander quickly moved toward Giles. " Eew... dead road kill..." he remarked.

" Xander!" Willow chided before beginning to cry harder.

Detective Bayliss knew he shouldn't allow them to take the body, but his head was reeling on how he was going to explain one dead creature let alone two.

Giles and Xander rolled Spike unto the blanket and managed to maneuver him into the back seat. Willow moved to get in the back.

" No, Willow, he too badly hurt... he could... the venom... shouldn't get on your skin."

" But, Giles,... " Willow argued, her lower lip quivering.

" Get in the front.. quickly both of you..." Giles commanded.

"As soon as we get Spike in the house, Xander, you're going to have to go to Willie's for more blood. I know Spike has some on hand but it won't be enough to heal him." Giles said.

The car stopped in front of the mansion and Willow bolted inside towards the blood packets that she hoped would heal Spike. Xander and Giles were just lying him on the floor ass Willow raced to his side.

" Spike," she crooned, " Please you need to feed." His beautiful face was a mass of oozing blackened flesh.

" Giles," Willow looked up at him, " he's not...". Willow shook her head and looked at Xander. " Don't just stand there, Harris, he needs more blood! Go!" she snapped.

Xander gave Giles a questioning look. Giles nodded affirmatively. < I only hope it isn't too late. This poor child is so infatuated with this vamp. > Giles thought, as he kneeled down next to Willow and Spike.

" Here, let me, Willow,... Go and run a bath... we're going to need to get him .... get the venom off him." Giles said softly.

Giles took the blood bag, stuck it with a fountain pen and held it to Spike's lips. Blood ran down the outside of the vampire's burned flesh.

" Spike, Please... Please.. I need you.... you have to drink.... Spike, I love you.... please.." Willow begged.

Spike could hear Willow's voice penetrating the painful blackness of hell. He was on fire burning up... He smelled her...< no... she can't be in hell... need to get her out... the pain...> Spike opened his lips and swallowed the cold blood. He morphed and howled in pain as the blood started to repair his damaged flesh. He opened his yellow eyes and saw the watcher and Willow. Giles lifted the next bag of blood as Spike greedily consumed it. < I hope Xander gets back soon...>

" Er, Willow... the bathwater...." Giles reminded her. < I need to get her out of here. He may try and attack her again in this state. >

" Spike, it's going to be alright." She smiled weakly and headed for the lavatory.

After his fourth pint of blood, Spike looked marginally better, although Giles could see that the demon face was racked with terrible pain. Spike growled and whimpered.

" Giles everything is ready." Willow said. " Spike we need to get that icky venom off.. help us to get you into the bath... ok?" she crooned softly.

Willow had brought another blanket from his bedroom and draped it over her shoulder. Giles used the wool blanket to protect himself as they both helped the weak vamp into the bathroom.

Spike's demon was aware of two things; intense pain and hunger. The pain caused him to growl and whimper as the two humans led him. He could smell her, hear her blood beat wildly. She belonged to him body and blood. His demon trusted her.

"Er. Willow... perhaps you should... see if Xander is back.." Giles said nervously as Willow was about to unbutton Spikes jeans.

" Giles," Willow giggled, " I've kinda seen it before... so it's no big deal.... Well actually.."

" Ahum.. well." Giles cleared his throat as willow gently pulled Spikes jeans down his narrow hips.

" Spike, you need to step out of you pants." Willow instructed softly.

He did as asked and Willow moved his naked body towards the tub, "step up, sit down.. that's it..." she said softly.

"Ew... what's... he's..." Xander uttered standing in the open doorway, out of breath.

" Good, Xander,.... He needs more blood" Giles uttered.

Xander moved forward, dropping the blood packets. He pulled Willow away from the yellow-eyed demon. " He dangerous, Wills. Besides, he's had enough of you blood!" Xander snapped.

Spike growled menacingly and stood up quickly. Water sluiced over his lean form as his hand shot out to pull Willow back towards him.

Willow squeaked in surprise as the vamp dragged her closer, lifted her in his arms and proceeded to sit back down with her. Bathwater splashed over the sides of the tub. Spike's cold lips latched onto Willow's neck.

Willow gasped as she felt Spike's fangs, pierce her neck. As he began to suckle, Willow felt an intense wave of desire shoot through her. She grabbed his neck and moaned.

" Giles, don't just stand there ... do something!" Xander whined.
 

Part 25

Willow was surprised as Spike picked her up and immersed her in the tub. She was even more surprised when she felt his fangs pierce the flesh of her neck, and he began to suckle her blood. Her body began to tingle all over. She had a fleeting thought about where the term blood lust came from. Her sex began to throb in rhythm with his gentle sucking. She moaned out loud her pleasure.

Spike's demon needed his mate; he took what was his and began to drink her fiery nectar. He felt his body begin to regenerate and the pain lessen. His mate called in pleasure to him; when he was strong they would hunt together.

"Don't just stand there, do something!" Xander whined. " He's going to drain her!"

Giles knew Xander was right. Spike was not thinking, only reacting to his demon's urges. " Willow!" Giles called sharply.

Willow was lost in an erotic daze. Her head dropped back and she arched her body forward as Spike continued to lap at her blood.

Giles pushed past Xander. " Where are you going?" Xander cried.

Xander in a panic moved forward and grabbed Willow about the shoulders and attempted to pull her from Spike's grasp. The demon lifted his head, roared his fury and tugged Willow back into his firm embrace.

Giles reentered the room with a large wooden post. < Thank goodness, I hadn't made this into stakes yet. Lets hope my aim is true. > Giles lifted the post and hit Spike up side the head with it. The vamp recoiled from the blow and fell backward into the tub, dragging Willow down on top of him. Xander snatched an unconscious Willow from the vamp's limp grasp.

Giles noted Spike's human visage had returned. The blood packets and Willow's blood had returned the injured vamp back to his youthful self. Giles swore. < Another damn vamp, mixed up with my charge. > Giles scowled as he picked up the dropped blood packets and set them on the edge of the tub. He pulled the drain, then gathered up some dry towels and went in search of Willow and Xander.

Giles found Xander sitting on the couch; he had Willow wrapped up in a blanket, cradled in his lap. " Xander..?" Giles said softly.

Xander looked up at Giles, tears in his eyes, "He won't stop till he kills her.. or worse turns her.... will he?" he asked.

Giles took a deep breath, " Er.. well... everyone a bit over wrought right now... Willow needs to get into some dry things and get some rest... she's had... quite a go."

" I don't want to lose her, Giles," Xander stated, his voice cracking with emotion.

"I know...., I know.... let me get her changed and you can take her home... stay with her until she wakes." Giles replied, lifting the unconscious girl into his arms.

Dawn's blush colored the sky as Xander carried the sleeping Willow up to her bed.

~~~~~~~~~

Spike awoke. He righted himself, < What the....how did I end up ....> Spike's mind flashed a kaleidoscope of images and sensations. He saw Willow being molested by the giant roach.... Willow kissing him...her hot body.. her scent... her voice... her tightness... her blood. < I drank from her again.> Fighting the demon.... both his own and the shapeshifting creature. He recalled intense pain, fire and burning like he had stepped into the sun. < I must have defeated the shapeshifter? Where is Willow? Bloody Hell.> fragments of memory shifted like clouds over a moon.

Spike sprung from the tub and raced from the room. He slipped and almost fell as he ran down the hallway calling her name.

Giles had fallen asleep in an armchair. He heard Spike yelling and looked up to see a naked, pale, dripping wet vampire. " Where is she?" he asked, afraid of Gile's answer.

Giles scowled, and sighed, "Perhaps you should dress before we talk."

" I don't want to bloody talk! What happened to Willow?" Spike growled, morphing into his game face.

Giles stood, " You nearly killed the girl!" he snapped, enraged.

Spike felt like he had been kicked in the gut. He changed back into his human form. " What happened? He asked guiltily, fearing that his demon had forced himself on her... drained her.

Part 26

Spike stared at the irate watcher, " I bit her again didn't I?" he asked, looking ashamed.

"You would have drained her if I hadn't stopped you!" Giles snapped.

"Where is she? Is she alright?" Spike asked, concerned.

Giles exhaled, " She fine, Xander took her home," he replied.

" Why don't you dress, and we can talk about what happened," Giles suggested.

Spike turned and walked slowly to his bedroom to dress. ~~~~~~~~~~

Xander was sleeping soundly, up until Willow began to scream. Xander had crawled onto her bed and lay down next to her sleeping form. He must have dozed off. Her screams made him sit straight up, her flailing arm connected with his gut.

"Oweee," Xander cried." Willow, it's alright…." He gasped, as he pulled her into his arms and murmured soothing endearments.

"Spike…oh Spike.." she sobbed into Xander's shoulder. Xander's body tensed, and he dropped his hands from Willow's hair. Willow realized as she came out of her nightmare-induced daze that she had mistaken Xander for Spike.

Willow pulled back from Xander's embrace and looked into his eyes. She noted Xander's barely masked pain. "Xander," she breathed… " What happened?" She bit back her question about Spike, not wanting to cause Xander any more grief.

Xander moved off the bed and stood. He ran his hand through his messy locks; he took a deep breath, and sat back down on the bed and took Willow's hand in his. < Oh Goddess, He's dead! > Willow's eyes began to well up with tears awaiting Xander to tell her the man she loved was gone.

"Willow, Spike almost killed you." Xander said, his eyes wet with unshed tears.

Willow scrunched up her brows, " What?… No…" she stuttered. " Oh, you mean in the dungeon… well actually I kinda… Well.. er…" she struggled to explain to her best friend.

"No!" he snapped, " I'm not just talking about the dungeon, although it seemed he did more than just bite you." Xander scowled. Willow's face flushed recalling the violent coupling she had initiated.

"He almost drained you, when he was healing!" Xander spat.

"So, he's all right then?" Willow asked.

Xander dropped her hand, and jumped up off the bed. "Goddamn it! Willow, you're not listening to me! He would have killed you or turned you if Giles hadn't stopped him!"

Willow's hand went up to her neck. It was very sore and she was feeling rather dizzy and weak. " But.." she began.

Xander shook his head, and took a deep breath. "I want you to stay away from him, Wills."

"Xander, you can't tell me what to do, or who I should see," she replied angrily.

"Willow, I've known you my whole life. I care about you. I would do anything for you. I can't stand by and watch that demon destroy you," he replied, exasperated.

"So what, I'm supposed to choose? Is that it, Xander Harris?" She glared at him.

"Yeah, Will, me or him? Who's it gonna be? Your best friend or demon lover?" he snarled. ~~~~~~~~

"I can only recall bits and pieces," Spike said. Spike lit a cigarette and exhaled, " I never guessed Tami was the shape-shifting demon. She led me right into her lair; the old bomb shelter under the club," Spike explained.

"How did you two escape?" Giles asked. < I'd also like to know why you bloody well stopped to shag Willow! >

Spike nervously tapped the ash off his cigarette, "The bug had me chained up; I broke the chain with a little help from Willow." Spike met Giles green eyes, challenging him to leave it alone.

"I remember fighting with the mutant in the alleyway, and being stung by it… and that's about it." Spike stubbed out the butt into the ashtray. "Tell me it didn't get away", he stood quickly. " It will head straight for Willow," he snarled.

"No, it's very dead. Detective Bayliss shot it several times." Giles explained.

Spike began to pace, " So, when did I attack her?" he asked solemnly. "We had you in the tub, washing off the venom; you had already consumed a great deal of blood… and you grabbed Willow and began to…."

"Enough!" Spike shouted, running his hands through his short hair. Giles words triggered his mind to fill in missing blanks. His body was recalling all the sensation the redhead evoked in him. He could smell her unique essence. He licked his lips still tasting her rich, hot blood in his mouth. He could feel the softness of her skin against his cheek as she lifted her neck to him in supplication. He heard her voice keening in pleasure as he fed off her.

"No! No!, Giles, you have to help me" Spike demanded. " The demon is in love with the little witch he thinks of her as his mate…" he sighed, and furrowed his brow, " and so am I," he said softly.
 
 

Part 27

" Xander Harris, how dare you say that to me! Me of all people! You... stupid.... Swine..." Willow sobbed. " After everything... we've been through together.... you... threaten me... try and blackmail me... with... our friendship," she stuttered between sobs. " Maybe our friendship is truly over if you think...so little of my feelings," she said tears streaming down her face.

" Ah, Wills, don't cry, jeez.. I hate it when you cry," Xander responded, moving toward his best friend. "I didn't mean it...," he said as he pulled her into a hug. " I'll never stop being your best friend.. ever... no one else would every put up with me like you do," Xander quipped.

" Come on, we've survived hellmouth demons, high school, and Angelus on a bad hair day. I'm sure together we can figure out what to do about the bleached blond Brit," Xander said handing Willow a tissue. " Blow, you don't want to have a red nose when we visit your dead lover, do you?"

Willow giggled and slapped Xander playfully.

~~~~~~~~~

" Help you?" Giles asked. " Er.. how exactly do you think I can help you.. er.. the demon?" he asked, wiping his glasses.

" I want you to do some sort of spell, like the witch.. a de-lusting spell.. or... an .. I can't stand the sight of you...spell," Spike sighed.

" Well, it's not that simple...if you are..." Giles began.

" If I'm what?" Spike snarled, as he lit another cigarette.

"Well, a de-lusting spell is simple... and I could also cast a spell that makes the object repulsive to see... but...I don't have a spell that can stop feelings of love."

"What, so your saying that you can bewitch me so that I don't want to possess her body every bloody second.. or that I'd even be repulsed to look at her,.... But I still be in love with her?" Spike asked perplexed.

"You still love Drusilla? Don't you?" Giles asked.

" What does Dru have to do with any of this?" Spike growled angrily.

" That's my point. Even though your not with her, don't see her, you still have feelings for her," Giles said. " Dru, hurt you, betrayed you.. left you and you still love her." He continued.

" Willow is nothing like Dru!" Spike yelled, and advanced on Giles, grabbing him by his shirt collar.

" I know.. she's loyal... and honest and...alive..." Giles managed to whisper, despite Spike's tight grip.

Spike changed back into his human face and released Giles, " What am I going to do," Spike groaned, picking up his forgotten cigarette grinding it out with his foot against the cold stone floor.

The phone rang, breaking the deafening silence.

Giles answered the phone, " Hello Willow.. he's fine... much better."

Spike was waving his hands maniacally and mimed himself sleeping, his eyes betraying the panic he felt.

Giles almost laughed at the vamp's state; " Willow, he's sleeping now. Yes.. I'll tell him...all right... later. Goodbye," he said and hung up the phone.

" What did she say?" Spike asked, still wild-eyed.

Giles again had to stifle a laugh; the irony of a master demon coming undone by his redheaded charge. "She asked about your health, and if you were up to visitors, and said she would be over at sundown."

"Great, what am I gonna do?" Spike whined. ~~~~~~~

"Xander, do you think that Spike ...that he can... that he might.... be.., " Willow stammered.

Xander chewed and swallowed the last of his sandwich. " Wills, he's crazy about you."

" You think so?" she asked, munching on a potato chip. "But how do you know?" she asked, smacking Xander's hand from her plate.

" Are you kidding me? He's got it bad," Xander laughed.

Willow smiled, " That's good, right?" she asked uncertainly.

" Willow, you've got dead boy wrapped round your little finger. He gets this bumbling look on his face every time he sees you.... it's so funny.. a vamp all sheepish looking .. I'd think he'd blush if he could," Xander laughed. "When anyone looks at you, he gets all pumped up and glares, 'touch her and die'. And when he knew you were in danger,.. he got all commando, and made Angelus seem like prince charming." Xander snatched the remainder of Willow's chips and rolled his eyes. "He's fangs over heels, Wills, trust me."

~~~~~~~~

" When she comes over to see me,... I'll just let her down easy... tell her its been nice... but I've got to go and get Dru out of a fix... Yeah." Spike said looking at the watcher for input. "Then I'll just leave... the slayer will be back in a couple of days...she'll forget about me in no time." < Cause Xander will move in on her like a new fledgling. I've seen how he looks at her, lust in his eyes... I'll just kill the bloody sod before I leave...>

"Spike, Willow is quite taken with you also. I'd hate to see her broken hearted again." Giles remarked sipping his tea. " I'm sure you don't want to see Willow hurt." Giles commented.

"No but... This is ridiculous, I'm a bloody demon!" Spike said exasperated, running his hands through his short locks for the fiftieth time. Giles looked at the lovelorn man and noted he looked rather like a blond rooster, his hair standing straight up, pacing back and forth, and crowing.

" Did you ever notice the little mole she has on the top of her right ear? You can just see it when she brushes her hair back.... and the way her nose crinkles up when she smiles... when she looks at me, I feel as if I'm standing in sunshine... and how easily she blushes...Oh just bloody stake me and put me out of my bleeding misery" Spike snarled and plopped down into the arm chair. < Now I know what the big Poof went through when he left town. >

~~~~~~~

"Xander, what about this one?" Willow asked, modeling yet another outfit.

" I like the jeans and sweater best, Willow." He answered.

" You do, but I think I look kinda nice in this" she replied.

" Yeah you do; that's why you need to wear the sweater and jeans." Xander said, turning away from MTV.

" Xander!" Willow groaned, turning to go back upstairs.

" I think you need a little recovery time Wills; that outfit screams take me and drain me dry!" he yelled up the stairs.

Willow responded by slamming her bedroom door.

She looked at herself again in the mirror. < Well, the black skirt is a bit short, but I like it and the teal silk top gives the illusion that I'm actually more endowed than I am. What should I do with my hair? I think I'll pin it up!>
 
 

Part 28

Giles finished his tea and set the mug down. < So, do I help or remain out of this situation? I almost feel sorry for him. I believe he does care for Willow, and he wants to do the right thing. But is what he thinks right, what Willow would want. If I don't do anything the poor girl's heart will be broken.. yet if I do interfere, well, he might break her heart or worse. > Giles in his frustration ran his hands through his hair and sighed. < Oh Hell, in for a penny, in for a pound! > Giles stood. " Spike, I just remembered I have an .. er, appointment."

" You're leaving? But I haven't figured out how to explain to Willow I'm leaving town... this whole love thing is so ..... confusing." He said to Giles' back as he slipped out the door. " Fine, I don't need your advice... when was the last time he even had a date?" Spike mumbled to himself.

~~~~~~~~ Xander answered the doorbell, " Hi Giles, thank goodness you're here, Willow tried on every outfit she owns three times, you've got to help me escape," Xander said. " Oh, look, Giles, it's Willow and she wearing a navy blue skirt and matching crop top. Doesn't she look great?" Xander exclaimed, rolling his eyes.

"Oh yes, good. Willow, I need to talk to you." Giles said taking off his classes. < I hope this is the right thing to do. >

"Oh No! Is Spike ok... he's not sick or anything?" Willow inquired nervously.

"No, not exactly," Giles replied. Xander shut off the TV. "Oh Wills, since Giles is here and has important stuff to talk out... bye," he said running out the door.

"Sit down Giles and tell me what's the matter," Willow said, motioning to the couch. ~~~~~~

"Giles, thank you for telling me," Willow said, wiping her tears with his handkerchief.

Giles smiled sheepishly, " Willow, I only hope I did the right thing," he replied softly.

Willow leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. " You did," she murmured.

~~~~~~~

< It's nearly 7:00 PM, where can she be? Giles said sundown. You silly sod, you still don't know what you're going to tell her... I hope she doesn't cry.... > The doorbell interrupted Spike's thoughts.

<It's her, oh no... I hope my hair is ok... and my breath is stale... Wait! I'm going to say goodbye, what does it matter anyway, right? > " Hello Pet," < She's gorgeous, > Spike caught his undead breath, " Come in." he replied, to Willow, suddenly feeling like he was going to pass out.

" How are you feeling? You look good as new. I hope it's ok that I dropped by?" Willow babbled nervously. < Deep breath, girl; stick to the plan. >

Willow sat on the black leather couch and crossed her legs, displaying an ample amount of thigh. " You look good, Spike," Willow repeated, seductively. Her gaze dropped from his blue eyes, roaming over his chiseled cheeks; her lashes lowered as she took in his muscular chest packaged into a tight black tee. Her face flushed hotly, as her green eyes grazed over his tented black crotch.

Spike's legs felt suddenly weak, as his eyes met her shiny green gems. As she dropped her eyes, his gaze lowered also, traveling along her bared neck, where loose red flames licked her pale skin. His eyes took in the thin emerald silk shirt she wore, which clearly revealed her pert breast encased in a lacy bra. He felt himself growing hard as his eyes, despite his command to look away, caressed her stocking clad legs. He squeezed his eyes shut and dropped into the chair across from her before he either a) fainted or b) burst out of his too tight jeans. < Great, just great! Some demon you turned out to be, acting all soulful and sappy! Just tell her. >

"So..." he croaked, opening his eyes to gaze at her flushed face. " Willow, I wanted to tell you... that... you'reabsolutelygorgeousbutIhavetoleave town..." he swallowed.

"Oh, I see," Willow replied calmly.

< Look at her lips.. I wonder what her lips would feel like wrapped around my.... > his thoughts were interrupted by Willow standing. " So then, I guess this is goodbye."

"...ah.. you just got here... stay" Spike said standing, " for a little while... I'll get you a diet soda and we'll chat, " he said bolting into the kitchen. < She acts like she could care less that I'm leaving. > He wrenched open the cupboard and grabbed a glass. < I thought she really cared about me... maybe it was just about a cheap thrill... making it with a vamp and all.. and she and the slayer will giggle over her joining the *humped a dead vamp club.* > He tore open the freezer and scooped out some ice cubes. < Maybe she disappointed with the sex... I mean... I was with Dru so long and... Willow's... so...and I... can't seem to last very long, not to mention her probably being turned off by my drinking her blood. > In his rage, Spike broke the glass, " Damn!" he yowled.

"Is everything ok, Spike?" Willow called from the living room.

" Fine, " he answered, <Just bloody fine! >

Spike returned a few moments later, one hand holding a diet soda, the other wrapped in a dishtowel.

Willow took the soda and quickly set it down and grabbed Spike's wrapped hand, " Sit , let me see," she commanded.

Spike sat next to her on the couch. < This is a mistake.. move immediately> his head screamed. His body thought contrarily, as he felt her warm touch upon his palm, and his nose was just a scant inch from her sweet smelling hair.

" Spike, why do you have to leave?" Willow crooned softly, tracing her fingers round the quickly healing gash.

Spike's body was now screaming, take her, take her now!.

Willow lifted her head and looked deep into his eyes. "Will you miss me?" she breathed softly against his lips as she brushed them in a soft kiss.

Willow pulled back slightly, slowely opening her eyes.

Spike swallowed, " Of.. course... I'll miss you ." he stuttered weakly. " I love you, you silly chit, I don't want to live another undead day without you!" he thought to himself; but realeasized he had just said those words aloud.

He stared into Willow's eyes, which were shining with unshead tears. < maybe she feels the same>

Willow bit down on the inside of her cheek, < Oh, I have to tell him!> " Spike," Willow gasped, "your breaking my hand!"

At her words Spike realisized he was crushing the poor girl's hand. " I'm sorry" he muttered and jumped up.

Willow stood, " Spike, I don't want you to go , I'd miss you terribly and... I'm in love with you too," she said, moving her uninjured hand up to caress his handsome face.

"You love me?" he asked incredulously. His human heart began to beat within his undead chest.

Willow nodded her head, "Yes, with all my heart and soul."

Spike gave Willow the cockiest grin before swooping her into a crushing embrace and spinning her round laughing.

"Spike, " Willow squealed. " I'm dizzy", she laughed.

As he lowered her, her body slid seductively over his. He could feel Willow's breasts pressed intimately into his chest as she tried to catch her breath. Spike slid his hands from her waist up her back, burying his hands in her fiery hair. Willow clutched at Spike's hard chest trying to meld into him. They gazed longingly into one another's eyes and time stood still.

" I love you," they echoed in unison.

Willow's hands moved from Spike's chest to his cheeks'. He leaned down and tightened his grip in her tresses. Their lips meet in a gentle kiss. As their hands drew one another's heads closer, the kiss intensified. Willow's fingers clawed at Spike's soft hair. His fingers tangled in Willow's as hairpins fell forgotten. Spike bid entrance into Willow's hot mouth with his sensual tongue. Willow's soft moan was invitation enough.

Willow's tongue explored Spike's mouth; her knees weakened with desire. Spike sucked Willow's bottom lip into his mouth and caught her soft whimpers. He felt alive, he felt mortal again. He tore his lips away from her mouth as she sucked in much needed air. He placed soft kisses across her flushed cheeks, and ran his tongue upwards from the base of her jaw to the tip of her ear. He rimmed her lobe with his tongue, gently nibbling her lobe between his blunt teeth. Willow hissed and called out his name. Her fingers tore at Spike's neck.

" I want to make love to you," Spike whispered into her ear. " I want to give you pleasure," he said huskily as he kissed her neck. " I want to lap your sweet nectar," he whispered, running his tongue along her collarbone. " I want to fill you again and again with my cock" he growled, rubbing his thumb over her pearled nipple, .."and feel you convulse all around me while I com inside you," he hissed as he ground his erect cock against her mound.

Willow felt overcome with desire; Spike words and ministration left her legs weak and shaky. "Please!" she begged in reply.

Spike scooped Willow up into his arms and carried her into his room.

She nipped and kissed Spike's neck. She felt her sex tighten in excitement at what sounded like his purring. He lowered her legs, and she staggered against him. He griped her about her slim hips.

" I want..." she whispered huskily.

" What do you want?" Spike asked capturing her lips in a bruising kiss. He slid his hands down her back and cupped her ass, pulling her closer to him.

Willow's fingers pulled at Spike's tee until she could feel his cool skin bare to her touch. " I want... to...make love to you.." she lifted his shirt up and off , inhaling his unique male scent. She dropped his shirt and her head and ran her tongue over his flat male nipple. He hissed and pulled her pelvis closer, rubbing against her. " Willow.." he purred. He stepped back and quickly unbuttoned her silk shirt. He buried his head between the valley of her black lace covered breasts as he slid the green silk off her shoulders and arms. Willow thrust her torso forward to allow him access to her fevered body. Her hands tangled in his hair, as he licked along the swell of her exposed breast. His hands tugged her skirt zipper down, and he pushed the black skirt down her narrow hips. He was cupping her silken covered cheeks before the skirt hit the floor.

" Oh Spike!" Willow groaned. " I need..." she keened as he kissed and licked at her lace-covered nipple.

Spike growled deep in his throat as he half carried Willow backward then dropped her onto his bed. He stood over, her drinking in her heaving breasts, her taut stomach, her black panties and her sheer thigh high stockings and garter belt. He brought his gaze back to meet her impassioned eyes. "I love you!" her kiss-swollen lips whispered, as she raised her arms to him.

Spike unbuttoned his jeans, never breaking eye contact with her. " I'm going to show you how much I love you, Red," he murmured as he lay beside her on the bed.

He rolled Willow on top of him and captured her lips once again. His lungs filled with her sweet breath. He unhooked her bra and lifted her shoulders upwards. Willow straddled Spike's waist, letting the bra slip off her arms. He ran his fingers over her dusky nipples, and Willow arched into his caresses while rubbing her sopping cleft over Spike's throbbing cock. " Not yet." he hissed, rolling her onto her back. Spike on his side lowered his head to take one of Willow's taut nipples into his mouth as he pinched the other between his fingers. " Yes, Oh Yes!" she begged, arching into his mouth. Her hand traveling across his muscled abdomen, swooping lower to caress his turgid sex. He lifted his head and met her eyes as she felt his cock thrust into her small hand. Willow smiled and licked her lips. Spike grinned and moved back from her gentle caress. Hr quickly maneuvered himself between her stocking clad legs and was assailed by her feminine perfume. He taunted Willow by tracing a finger along her stomach across the top edge of her panties. Willow bit her lower lip, and Spike noted the tremor of excitement that rippled under his fingers.

Spike could tease no more; he had to possess her. He gripped the panties and quickly ripped them away from Willow's mound. Willow squeaked in surprise. Spike ran a finger along her soaking passage and when Willow moaned he felt a ripple of desire radiate throughout his body. He separated her red lips and gently licked along her labia. " Spike!" she keened.

" Sweet, so sweet," he whispered, then plunged his tongue into her tight hole. Willow arched off the bed and cried out, grabbing the bedsheets. "Goddess, Oh Goddess," she wailed as Spike licked and sucked at her juices. He teased her mercilessly until Willow was begging him incoherently. He finally ran his tongue over her swollen clit and stuck two fingers deep inside her. Willow screamed and swore, " Fuck oh Fuck!" Spike could feel her begin to climax against his fingers and he sucked her clit into his mouth and swirled his tongue over her sensitive nubbin, as she writhed and convulsed in erotic delight.

He removed him fingers and mouth and watched her come back to earth, her breasts heaving and glistening with sweat, as he rubbed her silk clad thighs. Willow opened her eyes, Spike smiled at her cockily. " I want".. she panted, " you". Spike's eyes flashed gold for a moment before returning to their human blue. He levered himself over her hot core and eased his hard cock into her slick center. He could feel her cunt still quivering with tiny aftershocks. He groaned and plunged into her, unable to contain his passion any more. He lowered himself onto his forearms and kissed Willow deeply. He gripped her head, and began to thrust into her. He hissed and moaned as she met his thrust with her own drawing, him ever deeper into her body. Spike was so close; he vamped out and lifted his head, not wanting to feed from her. Willow gripped his face between her hands and said, " I love you, Spike," and raised her lips to his fanged visage. Spike yelled into her mouth, and shot his seed into her, as he felt her sex grip his once again in pleasure. He clasped onto her, her heart pounding from his lovemaking, her blood softly singing to his demon.

Epilogue

Willow smiled as she stepped out of the shower. < Spike is gonna like his surprise! > Willow giggled aloud as she moved into her bedroom. < I bet I'll like his appreciation, of the surprise more than he will. > Willow looked at herself in the full-length mirror behind her bedroom door. She wasn't sure when she changed from being mousy net girl, to brave sexy siren. < I think working as a stripper helped me become more confident with body. The case also allowed me to become closer to Spike. Oh Goddess, how I love that sexy vampire. > Willow's body tingled just thinking about him. She finished drying off and sat at her vanity and began to apply lilac scented lotion to her long legs. < We've practically been inseparable since we declared our love. > Willow smiled again, as she smoothed lotion into her arms. < Inseparable... literally... I didn't think it was possible to be able to make love in so many ways. Spike can just look at me and I practically cum. It's been the most terrific two weeks of my life. I actually feel hopeful about us. Even Xander is starting to come around... although he still groans and rolls his eyes every time he sees Spike and I kissing. >

Willow stood and walked over to her bed. She picked up the lilac colored thong underwear and slipped them on. Next, she selected the matching bra. It was cut very low and managed to flaunt her breasts. She unsnapped the slim black garter belt and fastened it about her slim waist. The black silk stockings were next. Willow returned to the vanity to apply her makeup.

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Buffy raced through the airport to catch her connecting flight to Sunnydale. Her carry on bags bulged obscenely. < It's a good thing I'm a slayer or else I'd never be able to carry all this stuff and make my plane. I'll surprise everyone by coming home tonight instead of tomorrow. >

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Spike looked at the clock for the fifth time. " Giles, I think you should call it a day, go home and get some rest before you and Xander patrol." Spike suggested impatiently. < Willow will be here any time and I want you gone so I can shag the little witch till she screams. > Spike felt his body respond to his libidinous thought.

Spike began to gather up the scattered books strew about the conference table. " Oh, yes, I suppose your right. Thank goodness, Buffy will be returning tomorrow. I hadn't expected her to stay the extra week in Europe. However, having your assistance in patrolling has been most helpful," Giles said.

"Giles, make sure you tell Xander, Willow and I have plans this evening and if he shows his face over here I'll make him sorry he was born." Spike stated seriously.

Giles flushed, not wanting to think about the kinds of plans Willow and Spike had. " I will be sure and pass along your message," Giles replied, as he stood. < The two barely can keep their hands off one another. It's amazing I've been able to get any work out of either one of them. Xander is having a difficult enough time with their relationship; I wouldn't want the lad to walk in on anything embarrassing, as I did. > Giles shook his head to displace the memory that invaded his thoughts. He had come to the mansion early one morning to begin work. As his usual routine, he went into the kitchen to make a pot of tea. He was shocked to find it in such disarray. There was chocolate sauce on the butcher block in what appeared to be a small butt shaped imprint. Two small handprints, in what appeared to be strawberry topping, marred the front of the refrigerator. He nearly tripped over a can of whip topping on the floor. As he bent over to retrieve it he found what he assumed to be Willow's undergarments, torn apart. Needless to say he quickly left the mansion and decided to work from home that day.

" Good evening Spike, give Willow my regards." Giles said hastily leaving the mansion.

< I though he never leave! I wonder what my surprise will be? Where is she? > Spike began to pace restlessly. He was positively dying for a smoke, but he had made a promise to Willow to quit. < Well, Red, I've given up smoking, and I've hardly touched a drop of alcohol, I've begun to drink blood from a bag; you are my only source of pleasure>

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Willow noted the digital clock on her car's dashboard as she pulled into the mansion's drive; 7:00 PM. <Spike must be pretty worked up by now, he is so impatient, > Willow smiled and tightened the belt around her long black trench coat. She picked up the boom box and headed towards the French doors. She paused when she saw Spike's lithe form; he was scowling and muttering softly to himself. She drew in a deep breath; it felt like an electric current passed from her lips to her core. Spike suddenly turned his head, as if sensing her staring at him. His cerulean orbs met her gaze; Willow felt her body temperature begin to rise. She smiled at Spike and opened the doors.

Spike crossed the room and was next to her before the door could even close behind her.

" Red," Spike smiled as he cupped her face and kissed her. " I've missed you," he softly whispered, his lips placing soft kisses across her cheek.

" I've only been gone since this morning" Willow replied huskily, as Spike began to nibble and lick her ear lobe. < Control girl! > "Spike don't you want your surprise?" she asked moving out of his arms.

Spike advanced towards her, " Pet, I want to make love to you, let's get that coat off." he grinned reaching for her belt.

" Spike, sit!" Willow ordered as she backed farther out of his reach. His passion glazed eyes, opened wide in shock.

" I like it when you take charge, Pet," he grinned sexily. " Where would you like me to sit?" he asked his blue eyes twinkled with mirth.

Willow felt a surge of pleasure shoot through her. < Oh Goddess, I love him, he makes me so...why prolong things...No, finish what you started! > Willow walked towards the conference table and moved a chair round and sat it about two feet from the end of the table. " Here, sit here Spike," she uttered softly.

Spike moved quickly towards the chair and sat down. < I can smell her arousal. I could take you right now, but I admit I'm curious as to what you've got planned my love. > " What now, Red?" he asked.

"You just sit and watch." Willow replied huskily. Spike watched her sashay towards the door, her ass swaying seductively on three-inch heels.

Willow set the boom box down, checked the tape inside. She removed her overcoat and smoothed down the royal blue miniskirt. She checked to make sure the matching vest covered the sheer bra she wore underneath. < Thank goodness for Velcro. >

Spike was getting impatient, he was just about to go look for her and ravish her senseless when he heard the familiar rock tune.

Tom Petty belted out seductively:

'Come on now, give me some sugar'

Willow's hand peaked out from behind the doorway. Spike swallowed convulsively, <She means to strip for me. > He felt his shaft press against his suddenly, too tight jeans he wore. He stared as Willow strutted her appealing self, clad in a very tight outfit towards the other end of the conference room table. Willow smiled slyly at Spike as she used a chair to quickly climb onto the table, she used the momentum to slide down the table on her silk clad legs. She stopped herself three feet from the end of the table and raised herself up onto her knees, held her arms straight up into the air and threw back her main of red hair.

'Give me some sugar, little honey bee'

Willow swung a shapely clad leg forward rocked her hips and pushed herself up on the black spike heels.Spike caught a flash of Willow's pale inner thigh above her stockings, he closed his eyes momentarily to shake his impulse to leap up and bury his member into her hot velvet channel. < You're nearly 200 years old, show a little restraint. > Spike shifted uncomfortable in the chair as he opened his eyes and admired Willow's pale neck and barely contained breasts.Willow lowered her arms and raised her head and her green eyes locked on to Spike's blue one like lasers.

'Don't be afraid, not gonna hurt you'

Willow licked her lips seductively as she started to gyrate her hips in tempo to the sultry beat of the song. < Goddess, his gaze makes me feel like I'm on fire. >His eyes watched the creamy skin of her thighs peak out from between her silk cover legs and the royal blue miniskirt rise and fall in syncopation with the heavy bass beat of the music. Spike felt like he was standing in the bright sunlight. Her eyes looked into his; he dropped his gaze to follow her hands as they traveled seductively over her creamy breasts as they peaked out from the low cut vest. < I can see her nipples jutting against the silky material. > Spike licked his lips in anticipation. His eyes watched her hands lower and caressed her taught stomach.

Willow not only noticed her sensitive nipples aching for Spike's cool tongue but her cleft was thoroughly engorged and she felt her fluid seep out and trickle slowly down her thigh.'Don't say a word 'bout what we're doing'He was going to burst into flames at any minute from her heat. Her feminine smell was intoxicating. His eyes moved back up to meet her jade gems. She licked her red lips and slowly ran her hands down and cupped her sex through the blue miniskirt. She kept twisting and moving her hips mimicking the movement of lovemaking. Spike could imagine her moving her hips like that for him as he thrust into her. Sweat broke out on his forehead, and he thought he might bust the zipper on his pants. She rotated her long stocking clad legs in a circle thus moving enticing ass towards him.'Don't say nothing little honey bee'

Spike moved his hand to try and adjust his too tight pants; fighting a loosing battle he unzipped them and freed his turgid shaft. He felt his cock leak pre-ejaculate as he watched Willow spread her legs farther apart and bent down flashing her bare ass. He narrowed his eyes feeling slightly betrayed because a thin wedge of thong panties caressed the crack of her tight ass.

'Don't tell your momma, don't tell your sister'

Willow stood back up and continued to pulsate her ass and hips in time to the music and she slowly danced to face Spike again. < I'm so hot! I'm on fire! >'Don't tell your momma, don't tell your sister'

Spike watched as Willow ran her hands over her breasts again, moving lower until each tiny hand gripped the bottom of the constricting vest.< She's going to take off that top, and show her breasts. > Spike clenched his cock at the base. < She belongs to me alone. I am the one who gives her pleasure! She is dancing for my pleasure alone. >

'She like to call me king bee'

Willow pulled at the bottom of the vest, and the Velcro of her vest opened to display her lilac clad breasts. She let the vest slide down her slender arms before she moved her hands back up to unclasp the bra, freeing her flushed breasts. She tossed the bra towards Spike. She leaned slightly forward and shimmied her naked breasts at him.< I'm going to come watching her. >Spike's eyes cried out to her his desire to take one of her pert nipples in his mouth. < I want him...want him.. only you.. Spike! > Willow winked one of her green eyes at him. His cock twitched violently and he shut his eyes until he was in control.

He opened his eyes to see Willow arching her torso back exhibiting her lilac covered mound for a fraction of a second but the image burned into his brain. She shot her back straight up and lowered a hand behind her back as she bent forward again. Spike couldn't take his eyes off her supple breasts; thus he was shocked when he was hit in the face with the small swatch of her thong. He bit down on his own lip as he vamped out.The music abruptly stopped and Willow, brought her right hand up to her lips and blew him a kiss. She turned her back on his vampiric façade and began to walk back towards the other end of the table clad only in the short miniskirt, and stocking her heels clicking in the sudden silence. The man and demon had had enough teasing. Spike managed to divest himself of his jeans with vampiric speed and leapt upon the table growling out Willow's name. Willow gasped as she felt Spike's cool hand wrapped around her ankle. "Now it's my turn!" he growled.

Willow's legs shook with desire. Spike released her ankle and rolled onto his back, his head practically between her legs. She admired his naked body." Sit!" he commanded. Willow attempted to move towards Spike's hard marble shaft. His hand shot out and grabbed an ankle. "Sit!" he growled deeply. Willow felt her sex quiver, as she understood what Spike wanted. She moved her feet farther apart and straddled his face. < Having a boyfriend who doesn't need to breathe has its advantages. > Willow moaned aloud when she felt Spike's cool lips and tongue begin to lap at her core. Spike raised his arms up and began to pinch and pull at her sensitive nipples as he continued to devour her. She felt her herself rocking against his face, her arousal spiraling rapidly higher and higher. She felt his sharp fangs graze her inner lips. Spike was purring deep in his throat as he lapped at her juices mingled with her blood. He liked to hear the wailing noises she was making because of his ministrations. He decided to give her release. He shifted his head and roughly sucked her clit into his mouth while his tongue thrashed against her clit sending her into a violent orgasm screaming his name. Spike felt Willow's body quake and he quickly moved to catch her before she fell off the table. As he caught Willow he noticed standing in the doorway a very pale Slayer. He watched as her eyes rolled back into her head and she fell hard onto the concrete floor overstuffed bags sounding like a shot.

" Spike," Willow purred, coming out of her orgasmic haze. " That was wonderful" she whispered leaning upwards to kiss him. Willow's tongue sought entrance into his mouth. " Willow," Spike attempted to tell her about their unexpected guest, but forgot all about Buffy as she ran her tiny hand along his painful erection. Spike rolled her underneath him. He slipped his cock into her hot velvet heart and felt the tiny aftershocks of her orgasm grip him tighter. He groaned and began to thrust into her. Willow arched into Spike's thrust taking him deeper, his manhood rubbing against her pearl bud. She knew was close and began to keen loudly; " Fuck me Spike! Fuck me harder!"

Spike shot his seed deep into his mate's womb as he felt her convulse around him.

" Oh My GOD!" a voice yelled. Willow heard a voice that wasn't hers. She lifted her head and looked over Spike shoulder as his collapsed body had her effectively pinned against the table. " Buffy," Willow said, " Welcome home."

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