END OF INNOCENCE (9/?)
 

Willow opened her eyes slowly, her thoughts a confused mess. She frowned,
trying to figure out what was wrong. She suddenly drew in a deep breath as
memories came back. She closed her eyes, feeling a horrible pain in her
chest. She cried out, tears in her eyes as she felt something pushing against
her mind almost. Cool arms went around her as a soothing voice whispered in
her ear.
 

"Shh, pet. Don't fight it," Spike said softly as he stroked her arms. He
heard her gasp as the demon took final control. He waited until she was quite
for moving away from her. He pushed her against the bed, straddling her
stomach. "Look at me, pet."
 

Green eyes opened. Flashes of yellow could be seen as she struggled to master
the demon. She had never imagined it being like this. It was horrible. Worse
that dying had been. She felt the demon take control as she continued to
fight it. Finally, she felt it start to be subdued as she regained control of
her body. "It hurts."
 

Spike smiled, "Does it? I don't remember."
 

"Like something is tearing me apart," she said softly.
 

"You have to fight it for control, luv. Do you want to be controled by the
demon for the rest of your unlife?"
 

"No," she hissed, closing her eyes and pushing it back. Her body writhed on
the bed as she struggled to fight it.
 

Spike watched her through narrowed eyes, knowing that this was the test that
most vampires failed. It was far easier to give in to the demon, thus the
large amount of fledges. Stupid imbeciles that lived to feed and died before
a week was over. He couldn't force her through this, nor he could help her.
But, he knew his Red would have no problems fighting the damn demon. She was
going to be a true childe, he just had to wait until she mastered the demon.
He watched her face for several minutes, hearing her moans and watching the
obvious fighting going on inside her mind and body. He frowned, not
remembering his own turning well enough to know what she was experiencing. He
wondered how damn long this was going to take.
 

He was not a patient man. Especially not when he had his first childe
underneath him, writhing and moving her nude body against his. She was bloody
gorgeous, with the yellow in her eyes and the coolness to her skin. He had
loved the warmth of her body as he had sunk into her, but he enjoyed the
coldness much more. Now, she was truly his. He snorted, deciding this had
gone on long enough. If she was so weak that the demon could win, he knew she
not the match he had expected. He got up, moving to reach for his jeans.
 

"What are you doing?" her voice reached him, its tone husky and sensual.
 

He turned to face her, eyebrows cocked as he let the jeans fall to the floor.
He smiled, a wicked gleam entering his eyes. He saw the mischief in her eyes
and had to ask, "Playing, luv?"
 

She smiled, her eyes running over his body. She licked her lips, having found
her place within herself. "Would you like to play?"
 

He chuckled, looking down at his cock that was standing erect and hard. "Must
you ask? And here I thought you were the smart one."
 

"Oh, I'm smart," she assured him, her eyes flashing yellow. "I feel
wonderful, sire. So free. Thank you."
 

"It was my pleasure, luv. I think that tomorrow we shall make plans for the
slayer and her silly little group," Spike said, his hand moving along his
cock.
 

"And Xander," Willow said, purring the name as her hand moved to her breast.
"Don't forget my Xander."
 

"I won't forget your Xander," he said, his eyes watching her fingers twist
her nipples roughly. He began to walk towards the bed, his eyes burning into
hers.
 

"May I ask a favor, sire?" she asked, a small smile crossing her lips.
 

"Barely changed five hours and already asking favors?" he said, smiling at
the look in her eyes. "What is it, luv?"
 

"Fuck me," she demanded, moving three fingers to her soaking cunt. "Fuck me
hard."
 

He laughed, joining her on the bed and moving her hand out of her cunt.
Placing his cock against her, he pushed into her in one savage thrust. He
leaned down and caught her mouth, claiming her lips as he felt her
fingernails dig into his back. He felt her fangs against his neck and knew
she had not fed yet. Smiling, he pulled back, listening to her growl. She
followed him, her hand snaking behind his head. Holding him tightly, she
purred before her teeth sank into his neck. He moved his mouth to her ear,
whispering, "That's my girl. You're gonna make Daddy so proud," before he bit
into her neck, sending his seed into her grasping cunt.
 

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