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Willow ran her tongue over Xander's lips, feeling him open his mouth to her.
She smiled slightly as she shifted against him, his hardness pressing into
the material of her jeans giving her no doubt as to his arousal. She moved
against it, pressing down and hearing his soft catch of breath at the direct
contact. She kept her hands on his chest, knowing this was not the time to
finally consumate what had started between them longer ago than even she
knew. He was scared of her, which was something she did not want. Uncertain
of her actions? Sure, she could handle that. After all, what fun was it if he
knew exactly what she was going to do? But fear was something she wanted from
her victims, not her lovers. Spike did not fear her. He was surprised by her,
delighted by her thirst, and he did love her. Of that there was no doubt in
her mind. And she loved him. He was teaching her so much, allowing her to
learn who she was now, and with one touch he could give her more pleasure
than she ever dreamed.
 

What she felt for Xander was different from how she felt about Spike. Xander
was not her other half as Spike was. No, he had his other half somewhere, he
just had to find them. He was a part of her past that she could not let rest.
She wanted him, she cared for him, she loved him. She wanted him to be
everything that she knew he could be. She saw it in his eyes so clearly now.
The same things she had hidden. The darkness, the curiosity, the anger. He
would make a handsome vampire certainly, but he could be such an interesting
human until she turned him. She was still not sure when that would happen
either. She was playing with him now, testing him. She wanted to make sure he
wanted death before she claimed him. At the moment, his words said yes but
his eyes spoke of fear and uncertainty. When she shared her blood with him,
those eyes would hold determination and knowledge. She was drawn from her
thoughts when she heard his low groan, his pelvis arching against her in a
sharp movement. His arousal was thick in the air, an intoxicating scent that
she was growing quite familiar with.
 

"Please," he moaned, trying to free his hands. She had forced him into the
chair she had vacated earlier, securing his hands with torn cotton. It had
been a experiment in trust, according to her. He knew now that it was merely
another way to torture him. He heard her soft chuckle, his cock throbbing
even more from that breathy laugh. He felt her lips cool against his cheek as
she played with the buttons of his shirt. He turned his head slightly,
catching her eyes. They stared at each other in silence for several moments
before she smiled. He felt any doubts flee his mind as she looked at him with
such obvious warmth and caring. How could he think she would hurt him? She
was his Willow.
 

Willow moved her tongue along his chin, down his throat, pausing over his
pulse point. Gently, she scraped her teeth along it, feeling him stiffen as
he moaned. She heard something beside her, turning her head slightly and
seeing Spike standing in the doorway, his face expressionless. She knew he
was jealous of the time she spent with Xander. They had argued about it
several times. Each argument ending with them both bloody and aroused, Spike
fucking her hard and her making sure he knew that he was the one in her
heart. She did not stop sucking on Xander's throat, instead maintaining eye
contact with Spike as she moved her hand lower on the human's throat. She saw
Spike's cold blue eyes follow this movement, his body straightening against
the doorway as his eyes narrowed. She knew she was pushing him. After all,
she was his childe, his lover, his mate. She was less than a month old yet
she was clearly disregarding his wishes. He did not mind if she played with
Xander. He knew she was going to eventually turn the boy, an event he had
already given permission for. But, he had forbidden her to fuck Xander. She
knew it was mere jealousy on his part, not wanting to share her with anyone
just yet. Their relationship was still new, still fresh. She had promised not
to take Xander as her lover until Spike gave her permission, telling him what
he wanted to hear. She had meant it though. She would not disobey him so
blatantly. He was her sire. If he wished, he could leave her chained to a bed
for eternity. That was his right. She respected that. But, now, seeing him
standing there looking so handsome and so clearly annoyed, she couldn't
resist pushing him a bit.
 

She saw from his face that he had fed, probably feasting on the boy she had
left for him. She always gave him gifts of fresh blood, knowing that because
of the implant he still could not feed as he should. A rush of anger filled
her towards the initiative and what they had done to her mate. They would
pay. As soon as Spike was better, they would all pay. Thinking of the blood
bath that awaited them, she felt her juices begin to flow. Visions of Spike
standing nude amongst their bodies, blood dripping from his fangs as yellow
eyes found her, them fucking in the slayer's blood as Buffy lay dying, she
moaned softly, her eyes catching Spike's again, hoping he could read her
thoughts and knew what was making her so aroused.
 

She felt Xander move and remembered suddenly where she was. Smiling
sheepishly, she whispered I love you to Spike, arching a brow to see what he
did. He leaned against the doorway, his eyes softening slightly as he nodded,
the aura of annoyance still there but also the evidence of his own arousal
coming through. Her eyes cut to his cock, hard against his black jeans. She
licked her lips, tasting him in her mind. Her hand moved to find Xander's
cock, her fingers unzipping his pants and freeing him. She heard his gasp of
surprise, a small smile crossing her lips as she began to stroke him. Spike
moved from the doorway, stalking towards her with an easy grace that kept her
eyes on him. When he stood near the chair, she shifted on Xander, putting her
head beside his so he could not easily see what was happening on that side of
him.
 

Spike unbuttoned his jeans, his long cock freed from its denim confines. She
opened her mouth, needing to taste him as her hand continued to milk Xander's
cock. She rubbed her thumb over its head, spreading the precum as she
continued to move her hand up and down his length. She could hear his
breathing become erratic, his obvious pleasure making him babble softly. She
took Spike into her mouth, her love for both men making her entire body seem
as if it were on fire. She whimpered softly as she began to move her cunt
against Xander's leg, trying to get some sort of friction against her clit.
She could feel the fabric of his jeans becoming soaked with her juices as she
continued to take Spike into her throat and her hand continued to lazily
stroke Xander.
 

Xander kept his eyes closed, arching up into the coolness of Willow's palm as
he wished it was her tight cunt. He heard her moaning and could feel her
moving against his leg. His jeans were sticking to his leg, soaked from her
arousal. He also heard the soft gentle sound of sucking, that being the thing
that was keeping his eyes shut. He wasn't sure he could handle seeing what he
knew must be happening. Spike had given Willow permisison, in some way, to
continue her teasing seduction. She had gone farther already than she ever
had before. He knew the reason she stopped the other times was because of
Spike. In a way, he understood. Spike was her sire, her mate. If it were he
in Spike's position, he would not want her being with another man ever. He
knew that if she really wanted to be with him, she would be regardless of
Spike's objections. He had no doubt that she would suffer the consequences
with ease if was something she truly wanted. He felt her hand move, his eyes
flying open in disappointment only to widen in surprise. Spike was standing
behind her, his lean body nude, pale in the soft glow of the overhead light.
Xander couldn't help but admire the well defined muscles in the blonde's
body, seeing the bite marks and scratches and knowing instinctively that
Willow had caused them.
 

Spike saw the boy watching him, saw the careful examination of his body from
the mortal's unblinking gaze. He rolled his eyes as Xander sized up his cock,
dark eyes staring openly as the mortal gasped softly. Leaning over, Spike
quickly pulled Willow's thin dress over her head, tossing it behind them. She
had been good, waiting for him before fucking her little human toy. Tonight,
he would reward her devotion and love by giving her what she wanted. As if he
could really have denied her that long anyway. He was merely putty in her
hands, something he had realized more than a week ago but still a fact he was
trying to prevent her from understanding just yet. She was his fire goddess,
the other half he had been waiting for. He kissed the back of her neck,
piercing her skin with his teeth as he sucked tenderly from the dripping
blood. His large hands moved to her thighs, one hand moving between her damp
curls and finding entrance in her tightness. She gasped as she arched back,
her breasts moving forward as her head rest on his shoulder. He glanced at
Xander, saw the boy watching with fascination, his own cock still hard and
dripping from between his thighs. Spike moved his free hand to her breast,
kneading it roughly and twisting the nipple just the way she liked. He again
looked at Xander, raising an eyebrow as the boy still sat open mouthed and
aroused. Sighing in disgust, Spike wondered what was wrong with the idiot. He
reached for the boys hand, finding it fastened to the arm of the chair. He
smiled at that, easily ripping the material away. Xander's hand immediately
came up and grabbed Willow's breast, the boy's dark head moving forward as
his mouth engulfed her nipple. Spike freed the other hand, feeling it join
his between Willow's thighs. He listened to her loud moans, her soft gasps,
his erection nestled against her back. He waited for a few moments, waited
until Xander was involved with Willow's breasts, before he moved his hand
over the human's cock. A loud gasp greeted his ears as Xander pulled away
from Willow, looking at Spike in surprise that soon was replaced by pleasure
as the vampire began to milk his cock expertly.
 

Willow wondered if she were dreaming. Caught between heat and cold, so many
emotions rocking her very core. She pushed down on fingers, listening to
Xander's breathing and feeling Spike against her back. She wanted them both
inside her now. She pushed their hands away, glancing down at Spike's large
hand stroking Xander's cock and smiling. She pulled his hand free, running
her tongue along it and cleaning it free of Xander's arousal. She didn't ask
Spike for permission before moving over Xander's cock and pushing herself
onto it. She ground against him as her mouth found his, his cock moving into
her at a slow pace. She felt cool hands on her ass as fingers moved between
her cunt lips. Spike moved his wet fingers between her ass cheeks, slowly
forcing first one then two into her tight rosebud. She pulled free from
Xander's mouth, crying out in pleasure from the feeling. She began to beg him
to fuck her, to take her. She didn't have to wait long before he began to
push the head of his cock into her ass.
 

Xander could feel Spike enter Willow, their cocks seperated by very little.
He felt Willow tighten around him as her ass was invaded, her teeth biting
into his neck from the pleasure she was feeling. He felt the coolness of
Spike's legs against his as the blonde straddled his legs, forcing that huge
cock into Willow's ass. Xander didn't know how she was taking it all, having
seen just how large Spike truly was. He moaned slightly when he felt the
vampire's balls against his own, their cocks both pushed into Willow's eager
body. He caught blue eyes as he looked up, not sure what he should do. Spike
actually smiled at him before the vampire looked at Willow, love clear in his
eyes as he leaned over and began to lick her neck. They began a rhythm, when
Spike pulled out, Xander pushed in then vice versa. Willow's cries were loud
and her moans filled the small room. Soon, their pace picked up as both men
began to move quickly, their orgasms approaching. Xander cried out when he
felt Willow's teeth pierce his neck, his cock erupting in her cunt as he
came. He watched wide eyed as Spike's face changed, eyes becoming yellow as
the handsome blonde bit deeply into Willow's neck. Xander could heard the
soft gentle sound of sucking as both vampires fed. Exhausted and losing
blood, he tried to stay conscious but soon passed out.
 

Willow lifted her head, licking the drops of blood from her mouth before
turning slightly and capturing Spike's mouth. "Thank you," she whispered
before letting her face go back to normal.
 

"Ya wore the poor boy out," Spike said, amusement in his voice as he glanced
at the human.
 

"He doesn't know his own strength yet," she said softly, her hands tracing
the lines of Xander's face.
 

"He will," Spike said, glancing at the boy before looking back at Willow.
"How long are you planning on waiting?"
 

"He's not ready yet. Soon," she said, leaning over and kissing Xander.
 

Spike stood, pulling his clothes on and watching as Willow did the same. He
moved towards Xander, tucking the teen's spent cock into his trousers before
lifting the boy and laying him on his bed. Looking at Willow, he smiled, "So,
what shall we do for the remainder of the evening?"
 

She smiled, "Why don't we go home?"
 

"Home it is," he said, taking her hand and kissing her before they left.

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