Willow moaned as she felt cold lips on her stomach. She opened her eyes
and looked into Faith's dark brown gaze. She glanced down and saw Spike
watching her, amusement in his gaze.
"Wh..." she said softly before Faith's lips claimed hers.
Faith let her tongue outline Willow's lips. She nipped at the girl's top
lip, causing Willow to gasp. She took advantage of the opportunity by
allowing her tongue to enter the girl's mouth. She was finally kissing
Willow.
Spike drew in an unnecessary breath and blew on Willow's pussy. She
arched up, moaning slightly around the slayer's mouth. He smiled as he
let his tongue taste her juices. He closed his eyes, savoring the
flavor. He then began to lick in earnest, knowing the girl needed
attention. He looked up and saw the slayer...Faith's hands on Willow's
breasts. His cock hardened even more as he watched the two beauties kiss
deeply.
Willow felt Faith's hand on her breast and sighed in pleasure. This was
some dream. She moved her mouth, crying out as Spike's fingers slid into
her. She gasped for breath as she felt herself tighten around him. She
felt Faith's mouth on her nipple and screamed as she found release. She
looked down and saw Spike smile at her, licking her juices from his
face.
Spike moved between her legs, his cock rubbing against her wet cunt. He
saw her watching him with sleepy, passion filled eyes. He heard her
groan as Faith took her breast in her mouth. He entered her deeply,
spreading her slightly. His sire's cock was long but not very thick. His
was much thicker and just a tad shorter. He knew Willow was being filled
more than she ever had before. He grunted as he felt her muscles tighten
around him. So warm..so tight....he began to move.
Faith moved her hand down to her wet pussy. She was soaked. This was too
unreal. She was finally having Willow, sharing with a vampire no less.
She felt hands on her head and she looked up into green eyes. She smiled
as she kissed Willow again, catching a moan. She slid another finger
inside her self, moving slightly to better kiss Willow.
She started when she felt coldness enter her pussy. She glanced over and
saw Spike's hand under her. She began to thrust back against his
fingers, his thumb rubbing her clit as he thrust into Willow. She winked
at him as she moved her own hand back to knead Willow's breasts. Her
juices coated the small, firm breasts. She licked them up, moving back
to kiss Willow. It made her even more turned on to know that Willow was
now tasting her, indirectly.
Spike watched as the slayer moved her head down Willow's stomach,
kissing and sucking the pale flesh. He added a third finger into her
grasping cunt, her wetness soaking his hand. He watched as she leaned
down close to where his cock was rubbing against the red curls. Her
tongue darted out, flicking Willow's swollen clit. He smiled as Willow
arched up, her eyes closing as she moaned loudly.
Willow tightened again, gasping. She felt her stomach quiver as she
began to say Spike and Faith's names over and over. It was like one
endless orgasm. She licked her lips, tasting Faith. It was strange to
taste another woman, even in a dream. She felt Spike began to move
faster. She moved against him, meeting his thrusts. She moved her own
hand up to cup her breasts, her fingers pinching her nipples as she came
again. She heard Faith cry out as her friend found her release.
Spike thrust several times, deep and fast. He felt his balls tighten. He
entered her one more time deep, his seed spilling into her. He moved
forward, his face morphing. His fangs bit into her breast, his body
trapping Faith between him and Willow. He drank just a bit, lapping at
her breast with his tongue. He saw Willow yawn sleepily as she smiled at
him. She closed her eyes and drifted back to sleep.
Faith pushed him up, her instincts on. "No biting. Damn it, that wasn't
part of this deal." Faith ran a hand through her hair, knowing that
there was no going back after this. She sighed as she pulled a t-shirt
on.
Spike looked at Willow then back at Faith. The deal was a nice romp or
two, let Willow know someone other than Poof Boy wanted, then leave with
his body not dust. The thought of leaving made him feel emotions he had
thought long buried. He couldn't do it. Time for a plan B. He moved to
lay beside Willow, taking her into his arms. He kissed her shoulder as
he looked again at Faith, "We have to talk."
GUILTY SECRETS (7/?)
Willow opened her eyes, stetching. Her body felt drained. Remembering
her dream, color flooded her. Good grief. Had she really dreamed of
having sex with Faith and Spike? She was perverted. She heard a noise
and looked over. She saw Faith sitting in the chair by the small table.
The slayer was watching her, an unreadable look on her pretty face.
"Morning" Willow said huskily.
"Morning." Faith said, not sure how her friend was going to react now
that she was sober.
"I had the strangest dream last night" Willow said, wanting to explain
her confusion at the moment.
Faith smiled suddenly, "A dream huh?"
"Yeah...it was weird. Spike was there. Why would I be dreaming about
Spike?" Willow said, shaking her head slightly.
"Did I hear my name pet?" a sleepy voice spoke beside her.
Willow's eyes widened as she looked beside her. Spike. She let her gaze
wander down. Oh, boy. Naked Spike. In bed. In her bed. With her.
Suddenly the ache between her legs made sense. She did the only thing
she could think of. She screamed.
Spike looked at Faith, "She's a screamer huh?"
"Appears that way" Faith said, smiling mischieviously. She saw Willow
look at her, her friend's entire body red with embarrassment. Faith knew
that Willow had thought it all a dream...an alcohol induced dream. She'd
better think of something or else she'd be answering questions she
didn't want to answer yet. She laughed huskily as she stood, "Bet I can
make her scream louder."
Spike shrugged, "You're on."
"No screaming for Willow." Willow said, sitting up. She felt cold and
saw that she was nude. "Fuck."
"That's what we're trying to do, pet." Spike said, grinning.
"Oh, hush." Willow pulled the sheet around her. "Last night...it wasn't
a dream?"
Faith sat on the edge of the bed, knowing it was time to face the music.
"No it wasn't."
"So, you and I....you wanted me?" Willow looked at the slayer in
surprise.
Faith nodded, "Yeah, so did Spike. We decided why not?"
"You got me drunk" Willow realized. She turned white, "I told you about
him didn't I?"
"Yeah, bloody bastard" Spike said, still angry at his sire.
Willow sighed, and then looked at them both. "I enjoyed it...."
"Really?" Faith said, smiling suddenly.
"Yeah...and I don't want to go back to Sunnydale yet."
"Um...actually" Spike started, looking at the slayer for support. She
just blinked at him. Damn chit. "We aren't letting you go, Red."
"What?" Willow said, looking at him.
"New Orleans. We thought that I could get the council to send me
there...you could make up some excuse to miss the remainder of the
year...." Faith stopped, wondering if they had gone too far. "Willow, we
don't want him to be able to hurt you anymore."
"You want me to quit school and live in sin with you both in New
Orleans? Is that what I'm understanding?" Willow asked, her brain
working rapidly.
"Uh, that would be the short of it" Spike said. "Luv, we spent hours
talking about this. If I go back, I'm dust as soon as Slutty sees me.
Also, he'll be there. His hold on you is a bit too strong...."
Willow nodded, thinking. Faith added, "We thought we could start over
fresh. I mean, the council wants me to move anyway. Two slayers in one
place being a bit overkill and all that. Why not New Orleans? Lots of
vamps there I'm sure. Hell, I've read those Louis and Lestat books." She
added, smiling at the twinkle in Willow's eyes at the mentions of the
ficticious vampires.
"I don't know" Willow said softly, "This is a bit risky...what if Spike
pisses you off with that sarcastic mouth and you stake him?"
"No staking. Promise." Faith vowed.
"You, me, Spike, sin and New Orleans." Willow said softly, smiling at
them. "Sounds doable to me. Now, what was that about screaming?" She
blinked innocently at them.
"Fuckin' A" Faith said, thrilled to not have to go back to Sunnyhell.
She was glad to be getting Willow away from that prick. Besides, she
thought the three of them might have quite a life together in the
Crescent City.
Spike couldn't believe he was about to shack up with two mortals. A
budding witch and a bloody slayer. He'd never be able to show his face
again. He looked at the wicked gleam in Willow's eyes and laughed
softly. Who was he kidding? With her, he'd never want to leave anyway.
He kissed her, feeling Faith move to the bed. Things would definitely be
interesting, to say the least.
GUILTY SECRETS (8/?)
June 2005
"Damn it" Buffy said, walking off the plane. She glared at the others as
the sticky heat assaulted her. "This is like a sauna."
Riley chuckled as he took his fiance's bag. "It isn't that bad."
Giles looked at the assembled group and sighed. The council had demanded
their presence in New Orleans. The entire group had had to make
arrangements from jobs and other responsibilities to attend. He looked
at the oldest members, Xander and Cordelia, Buffy, Angel...wondering
again what ever happened to Willow. The girl had left during her senior
year, saying that her parents wanted to move and she had no choice. They
had not heard anything else from her. He shook his head as he looked at
the newest members of their slaying team. Riley, Amy, and two of Riley's
friends, Graham and Forrest. The latter four joining during Buffy's
freshman year of college. An odd group, but they had achieved wonders in
Sunnydale.
"Mr Giles. So happy to see you. How was the flight?" a voice spoke above
the hussle bussle of the airport.
Giles turned towards Wesley, surprise on his face. The man had actually
survived six years as Faith's watcher. "The flight was fine. How are you
Wesley?"
Wesley smiled slightly, "Above average. Buffy, so nice to see you again.
I see your little group has grown. The council has arranged for three
vehicles to transport you all."
"Where are we staying?" Xander asked, his arm around his wife, Cordelia.
"With us." a soft voice spoke.
Buffy looked over in surprise. A beautiful woman linked her arm with
Wesley's. Honey blonde hair fell in curls past her waist. She was just
slightly shorter than Wesley. Blue eyes watched them with curiosity and
amusement.
Wesley smiled at her, kissing her cheek. "May I introduce my wife,
Tori."
"A pleasure I'm sure. I've heard oh so much about you from Wes and
Faith." Tori looked them over, picking out the ones she had heard about.
The others were strangers.
"Sorry I'm late" a voice spoke from behind Wesley. Faith came up,
shaking her hair. "It's fucking hot."
Tori laughed, "Faith, you're always hot."
Faith smiled as she looked at her watcher and his wife, "So, what did I
miss? All sorts of tearful reunions? Can I puke now?"
"I wasn't aware that you were coming." Wesley said, frowning slightly.
He knew his slayer's opinion of the other slayer and her friends.
Faith shrugged, "Couldn't stay away" she grinnned mischieviously. She
noticed the others standing there and looked them over, "Hey B."
Buffy looked Faith over in surprise. The wild slayer was wearing a skirt
that fell to her knees and a sleeveless shirt both a dark red. Her hair
fell past her shoulders, wild and unruly as always. Her skin was tanned
a golden brown. "Faith. You look good." Buffy's eyes fell on a tattoo
that encircled the slayer's upper arm. She moved closer, reading.
"S.F.W." with intricate designs woven around the letters. "What is
that?"
Faith glanced at it then at the older slayer, "So Fucking What." she
said innocently, hearing Wesley snort. She let her gaze survey the other
people standing behind Buffy. Barely any changes in the ones she knew.
She saw that Xander must have married the cheerleader. She also saw
several new faces. She paused when she caught sight of a familiar dark
eyed vampire. "I see your lapdog vampire is still around" Faith
mentioned lazily, her eyes unreadable as she looked at Angel.
"Angel still helps us, yes" Buffy said, tense. Faith was always such a
loose cannon. She had no idea what the girl might do or say.
"Cool. Hey, Wes. I'm out of here. Have some things to pick up. Meet you
back at the house in an hour."
"Faith, please be careful" Tori said softly, her eyes worried.
Faith laughed as she started walking away, "Always am, sweets. Always
am."
"Well, that was fun," Xander said dryly, "Can we go now?"
"Of course." Wesley said, walking them into the night of New Orleans.
"You can follow us home."
GUILTY SECRETS (9/?)
"Wow." Buffy said looking at the large plantation home they were driving
into.
"I must say, not what I expected" Giles said, getting out of the car.
"Welcome to Westhaven" Tori said, looking at her old family home.
"It's magnificent" Cordelia said, "How many rooms are there?"
Wesley smiled, "Twenty bedrooms at last count."
"Fuck" Xander said, "Faith lives here?"
Tori nodded, "Yes. It is our headquarters so to speak. Come in, please."
"I must say, this is much better than the old library" Amy said, looking
around in awe. She stopped as she felt magic in the air. She frowned
slightly as she again looked around. There was something there. She felt
very powerful magic as she stepped into the house.
"You may leave the bags here. I'll have someone take them up for you."
Tori said.
"You have servants?" Buffy said in surprise.
"A couple who have been with the family for years" Wesley said,
motioning them into the drawing room. "Please sit down. There is much to
discuss."
Giles took a seat, as did the others. "Yes there is. Why exactly are we
here?"
Wesley sighed as he sat next to Tori. "It is quite a long story. The
council felt that we needed the help."
"What he means is that the council didn't believe we could handle it
ourselves" Faith said, walking into the room. She sat on the edge of the
sofa, her foot scuffing the floor. "Damn stupid pricks."
"Faith" Tori said warningly.
"What? You both agree. We don't need them. Hell, we don't want them
here. Talk about more trouble than we originally had."
"Well, Miss Thang. It appears that the council doesn't think you're good
enough to fight whatever this is." Buffy said smugly.
Faith snorted, "The council doesn't know a lot. Trust me on that B."
Wesley cleared his throat, drawing the others attention. He didn't want
to deal with a fight. He knew heated words would be coming soon anyway.
"Yes, well. We're all agreed that the council sucks a big one, as Faith
so politely puts it."
Xander had to laugh. "Yeah, that about sums them up."
Faith rolled her eyes as she moved to the empty chair by the fireplace.
She moved it slightly, getting a clear view of the door. Where the fuck
were they? She hated dealing with Buffy and even worse, Angel, alone.
She listened as the council became the topic of conversation. What a
horrid way to spend a Friday night.
GUILTY SECRETS (10/?)
"So, what is this big threat?" Buffy finally asked, growing tired of the
constant chattering.
"His name is Therazon. A very powerful vampire who came to town a year
ago. It appears that he had decided that he wants the town."
"Raz is an evil, sadistic prick. He's also smart as hell. About nine
hundred years old." Tori added, frowning.
Faith leaned back, "He's made it a personal campaign against me and
mine. Hates it that he can't touch us. Takes out that anger on anyone
nearby."
"He's been after you a year?" Giles said skeptically.
"No. He came to town a year ago. Just started coming after me about six
months ago. He's getting rather sloppy lately. A lot of deaths. The
council is worried." Faith said, rolling her eyes. "They won't let me
just stake the bastard."
A husky laugh sounded from the doorway. "Since when have you ever just
staked anyone, lover?"
Faith smiled, her eyes lighting up as she looked at the doorway. "Babe!
Where the fuck have you been?"
Angel glanced at the door, his eyes widening. His gaze raked over her
form, recognizing her. It couldn't be.
Buffy looked up, shock on her face. The girl that stood there was
wearing a pair of cut off shorts, her long legs tan and muscled. A tank
top fell just below her firm breasts, showing off a trim stomach. Buffy
saw silver gleaming from her belly button. She moved her eyes further
up, seeing the top of a tattoo that appeared similar to Faith's on the
girl's lower stomach where the shorts dipped down. She gasped as she got
to the red hair that fell forward, one strand curling almost around her
breast. The head lifted as green eyes twinkled with amusement. Buffy
said softly, "Willow."