"I don't understand you mortals. You kill defenseless trees to celebrate a holiday that is supposed to be about life."

Buffy rolled her eyes. She, Willow and Anya were decorating a Christmas tree for Giles'. "Anya, it's a tree. It's not like we go out and say....kill men because someone wishes it. Now do we?"

"Slayer, do not knock my past. I loved what I did."

"Stop. Now." Willow said, before the girls got into an argument. "Anya, think of it this way. The trees are raised knowing that they will be cut down. They think of the joy on children's faces on Christmas morning when they come down and open presents. That makes it worthwhile for them. They don't mind being cut down."

Anya stared at Willow a few moments, thinking over what she had said. Buffy almost laughed at how stupid Willow had sounded. She saw Willow roll her eyes.

"OK. But what about this tree? Giles doesn't have any children." Anya pointed out.

"Duh....he has Xander" Willow said, smiling. Anya nodded.

"I can see that. Fine. I'll decorate the poor thing....but I still don't approve."

"Heard and noted" Buffy said, amazed that Willow had shut the ex demon up.

The girls continued to decorate awhile longer, chatting about school and slaying. Finally Buffy sat down.

"I need a break."

The others nodded. Willow got sodas and they sat there and relaxed.

"I've got a question" Buffy said, smiling wickedly.

"Oh no....I don't like that look Miss Summers" Willow said, half serious. She hated when Buffy asked her 'questions'. They were usually things she had read in one of many women's magazines.

"Shut Up Rosenberg and listen. I was reading this article" Anya and Willow grimaced. "And it was talking about Christmas fantasies. SO...I was wondering, what your Christmas fantasy would be?"

"Geez Buffy....why the hell do you want to know something like that?" Willow said, not wanting to answer.

Buffy rolled her eyes. "Because, we're all friends here. This will let us bond and become closer....We can celebrate our sisterhood and...."

"And you're a nosy bitch with no life of her own?" Anya said.

Buffy smiled. "That too. So, who goes first?" she asked eagerly.

In the bathroom, Spike sat up straighter. The silly chits had forgotten he was there, listening to everything they were saying. He smiled. He couldn't wait to hear this.

Willow groaned. She had no desire to share her private fantasies with Buffy and Anya. They were private. That meant, between her and herself.

"That's easy then" Anya said sitting back against the couch.

She was secretly delighted that the two girls had included her in the day's activities. She had always had a feeling that they didn't like her. She really wanted to get along with them, for Xander's sake. She had decided that she loved him, and had no plans on letting him go.

"Well?" Buffy said, taking a sip from her soda.

"Xander will wake me up with breakfast in bed. He can cook a mean omelette, I'm telling you. He will then spend all day doing whatever I ask. Seeing to my needs before his own." She sighed as she imagined it. "I'm thinking a dozen orgasms. I won't let him leave until I am satisfied. After that.....Maybe some chains. I can see him bound and begging for my mercy..."

"Oh...bad visual image." Buffy said, shaking her head. "It was nice until the end there Anya."

"Guess you can take the girl out of the demon, but you can't take the demon out of the girl" Willow said in a matter of fact voice.

Anya smiled softly. "Guess so. So, slayer, your turn."

< In the bathroom, Spike snorted. He could see the girl dominating the moron. Figured that would be her fantasy. The slayer was going next. He couldn't wait to here this. Probably about Peaches.>

"What? Oh...well, mine is rather simple."

"Who with first." Anya said.

Buffy looked away. "Riley. He is just so sweet....my fantasy would be to spend the day making the love and wake up in his arms. When I look into his eyes, he will still have his soul and still be the same sweet man he was before we made love. Then, we will spend the remainder of the evening in bed.....I would like for him to just hold me."

< Blimey, that was it? And with that wimpy human? He almost felt bad for Peaches... almost. He smirked. Served the bastard right. He knew the little redhead was the only left. He somehow doubted that her fantasy would be all that interesting. Still, he was curious.>

"That is so sweet...and nauseating." Anya said, her face looking ill.

"Oh, and I suppose Xander as a sex slave isn't nauseating?"

"Well, at least it's more interesting than simple mating. Its fantasy. You're supposed to aim high."

"Whatever. That's my fantasy. Both men I've slept with have turned into monsters the next day. I want nice sex without the monster thing." Buffy turned to Willow and grinned evilly. "OK, Wills. Your turn."

Willow felt her face flushing. "Sorry. Nope."

"No way. You have to tell" Anya said.

"I don't celebrate Christmas so I can't have a fantasy about it." Willow said, her voice determined.

"Will-ow. If you don't tell us, I'll have to tell Giles about that new magic book. The one with the spells that I know he won't want you to see...."

"Buffy....you don't want to know." Willow said, her tone pleading. She couldn't tell them.

"What is it and who with?" Buffy said, smiling.

"Damn." Willow said, glaring at them. They wouldn't let her out of this one. Fine, she'd tell them. "Don't say that I didn't warn you."

"Oooh...This must be good." Anya said, looking at Willow expectantly.

Willow took a deep breath. She knew her face was red. "Let me first say that sex with Oz was very pleasant. It was soft and sweet and I enjoyed it."

Anya rolled her eyes. "Come on Red. Get to the good stuff."

< Spike strained to hear. His curiosity was aroused. He wanted to know what had been so terrible she didn't want the slayer to know. >

"I want to know what sex can really be like. I want the passion and the desire. The need that won't go away. Even after we've both cum, we still need to be together. I want him to possess me...to teach me everything that he knows...I want to mark him so that everyone knows he was mine, even just for a day...I want to belong to him, have his mark on me...I want to cum until I'm too exhausted to move....I want it fast and rough....sweet and slow....I want....I want to just spend the entire day and night fucking like wild animals" she said hurriedly, her face red.

"Wow. Uh...not quite what I expected." Buffy said, her face amazed. Quiet little Willow wanted to be fucked.

"And you said Xander as my slave was bad." Anya said, smiling. She had always thought the shy girl concealed a wild heart.

< Fuck. Spike sat back in the tub, his face amazed. The timid mouse was more passionate than either of the others. He had heard the tremor in her voice...the desire as she spoke. He heard the slayer talking and continue to listen >

"Willow, who with?" Buffy asked, her face curious to know the identity of Willow's fantasy man. She had assumed it was Oz, but she now knew it couldn't be.

Willow felt the heat in her face. She shook her head, her eyes wide. She unknowingly glanced at the closed bathroom door. Anya noticed.

"Holy Shit! Red has the hots for Spike." Anya said, laughing.

Willow closed her eyes and covered her face. "Its a fantasy....he's perfect for a fantasy...."

"Spike? You have a crush on Spike?"Buffy said, not believing what she was hearing.

Willow looked at her and shrugged, her face red. "He listens to me. He may be a killer, but he is...I don't know. I can't describe what he makes me feel. It's like every time he looks at me, he can see through me, deep inside to what I truly am. He makes my stomach feel all twisty and knotted....He makes me forget Oz.... Oh Goddess, neither of you can breathe a word of this to anyone." She said suddenly.

"Trust me. I won't. I'm still trying to come to grips with the fact that my best friend is lusting after the vampire that has tried to kill her twice....one of my greatest enemies. It is definitely not on my list of things to post on the school bulletin board."

"Thanks" Willow said. She looked at Anya.

"You mean I can't even tell Xander? But..but..."

"No one. Please" Willow said, her voice trembling. "I can't even imagine how embarrassing it would be if he ever found out. I'd die."

Anya sighed. "You people are no fun. Fine. I won't tell anyone your deep dark secret."

Willow smiled. "Thank you. Now, can we forget this and finish this tree?"

The girls agreed. Soon, their chatter filled the room.

< Spike sat back thinking about what he had just heard. The little witch was lusting after him? He almost laughed, but didn't want them to know he had heard. His mind was already racing over how he could use the information for his own benefit. >

**********

"Will, why don't you stay over with me and mom? I hate to think of you at the dorm alone on Christmas."

"Buffy, I'll be fine. Remember, I don't celebrate."

Buffy rolled her eyes. "That's why you're buying gifts and you helped decorate the tree. Come on. We can have fun."

"I thought you were meeting Riley for a party."

"I am. But, hey you could come with."

"No thanks. As I said, I'll be fine."

"At least come over for dinner."

"OK. Now, hush. I need to finish wrapping these before we go to Giles'."

Buffy watched her friend. She seemed almost depressed. She really wished that here was something she could do to help her. The holidays must be tough on her. Her parents were in Miami. She didn't have Oz. She was alone. She sighed and stood. "I have to get to Giles'. I promised to babysit the fangless wonder while Giles went shopping."

"I'll see you tonight" Willow said, smiling at her friend. "Have fun."

Buffy winked. "Not as much fun as you wish you were having with him" She closed the door to avoid the pillow Willow through at her.

***********************************

"Slayer"

"What?"

"I have a proposition for you."

Buffy put the magazine down. "What?"

Spike smiled. "Let's just say that I had something that you or a friend wanted. What could I get if I shared?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Let me loose. I'll find the bastards that did this, let them fix me, kill them all, and then I will leave Sunnydale. Trust me when I say that I will never be back. I hate this bloody town."

Buffy laughed. "Somehow I don't see that happening. I can't see what you would have that would make me let you go. I still want to stake you right now." she turned back to her magazine.

"I'll make your little friend's fantasy come true." he said softly.

Buffy looked up, her eyes wide. "What?"

He rolled his eyes and smirked. "Vampire hearing. I heard it all. The witch wants me to fuck her. If you let me go, I will. You don't have to worry about biting."

"I can't let you go" Buffy said. "Wait, you heard us?"

"Don't worry. I won't tell Peaches you dream of some wimpy mortal. What do you say slayer, my freedom for Willow's fantasy."

"Spike....I can't trust you."

"I like the girl. Thought about shagging her several times. It won't be that difficult for me. Besides, I get to get out of this damn town. Anything would be worth that."

"You thought about shagging...I mean, you thought about Willow that way?" Buffy said, her eyes surprised.

"What can I say? I like red heads. Do we have a deal?"

Buffy thought about it. She had just been wishing she had some way to help Willow. For some odd reason, her friend wanted sex with Spike. Maybe she would be happy if she got her fantasy. It could be her christmas present to Willow.

"No violence. She still breathes afterwards. You give her 24 hours. All of Christmas day. You hurt her, you die."

"What ever. Do we have a deal?"

Buffy nodded. "Yes. For Willow. Good lord. Giles had better not find out. He'd kill me. I'll let you 'escape' after the party tonight. Giles is going to his sisters house so he won't find out until Monday. Guess I won't expect her for dinner tomorrow."

Spike smiled. He was going to finally be free. He could leave Sunnyhell. Plus, he would get to shag the witch senseless. Seems like it might be a pretty good Christmas after all.

**********

"Wow. This is great" Xander said as he finished unwrapping the comic. He smiled at Giles. "I needed this one."

"Yes, well. I'm glad that you didn't already have it. Thank you for the book."

"Willow, this is beautiful" Buffy said, looking at the cross that Willow had given her. "It must have cost a fortune."

"Not really. Besides, you're my best friend. I knew you'd like it."

"I can't give you your gift until tomorrow. It uh, hasn't come in yet...." Buffy said, smiling slightly.

"Oh. No problem. Something to look forward to." Willow said, unwrapping another gift.

"I hope you think so after you get it." Buffy said under her breath.

Giles thanked everyone for his gifts. He gave Buffy his extra key and went to drive to his sister's house in LA. She was going to lock up before she left. Xander put on the Charlie Brown Christmas and proceeded to explain it to Anya. Buffy laid against Riley, watching the show. Willow got up, grabbing her last gift to hand out, and went to the bathroom.

Spike looked up, surprised to see Willow. She came in and shut the door. She was slightly flushed. He could hear her heartbeat racing. What did she have planned? He watched as she shyly handed a brightly wrapped present.

"I know you probably don't celebrate Christmas and all seeing as you are a vampire and such holidays are probably really stupid to you but I felt that everyone should get a present and you have listened to me talk about Oz the last month without trying to kill me though I know you really couldn't even if you wanted to but I don't think you've even been tempted and I just wanted to say thank you and merry christmas." She finished and turned.

"Pet" Spike said softly.

She turned.

"I haven't been given a gift since I was human....thanks." his eyes held surprise.

"You're welcome" she said, smiling softly. She left, closing the door behind her.

Spike eagerly unwrapped the gift. It took him a moment, the shackles being heavy. He opened the box and stared. She had given him a small cassette radio complete with headphones. He saw several cassettes from various heavy metal and classic rock bands that he enjoyed. He suddenly remembered complaining to the watcher last week about missing his music. She must have heard him. He smiled softly as he put on a tape from Led Zeppelin, closing his eyes and enjoying the music. She had surprised him.

**********

Willow opened her eyes. She heard someone in the room. "Buffy?"

"Not quite pet." a familiar voice said.

Her eyes grew wide as she turned on the light. It was Spike. In her room. At night. And she was alone.

"Spike" she squeaked.

He smiled. "The slayer said to tell you Merry Christmas......and that she wants details."

"What?" Willow knew her face was red. She watched as he moved to the side of the bed. He sat down and brushed her hair away from her face.

"I'm your present luv. Sorry, no bow. Christmas fantasy and all that rot."

"I'm going to kill her. She is so dead." Willow said, her voice shaking.

He put his finger on her lips. "Hush pet. It was my idea."

"What?"

"I heard you all talking. Heard what you wanted me to do to you....it turned me on. I wanted to show you the passion that the wolf didn't. Unwrap me?" he asked questioningly.

"What do you get out of this?" she had to know.

He sighed. "I get to leave Sunnydale. She let me go. That was my bargain. 24 hours of shagging you and I get my freedom."

Willow closed her eyes. She had known that he couldn't possibly want her. "If I say no, what happens?"

"I have to go back or the slayer will kill me." he said simply.

She nodded. "Well, I guess we should make the most of it then."

He smiled. "That's the spirit luv."

She felt his mouth on hers. She felt a tingle in her stomach and places lower as he ravished her mouth. She moved trying to get closer to him. She felt his hands on her shirt. He pulled away and drew the shirt over her head.

"Beautiful" he said, staring at her bare breasts. He watched as she began to flush under his scrutiny. He kissed her again, trailing his lips down her neck to her breast. She moaned when she felt his cold tongue on her nipple. She fell backwards as he moved her to the bed. He sat up and removed his shirt, his eyes on her. She was burning up. So hot. He joined her again, resuming his task at her breast. She felt his cold skin on hers. She couldn't breathe. It was unreal. She felt him moving down her body. She closed her eyes when he pulled her boxers off. She felt his tongue lick across her wetness.

Spike couldn't believe how much he wanted her. Seeing her laying there, the passion on her face, her taste in his mouth.....he wanted to show her things she had never experienced. He slowly began to tease her with his tongue and his fingers. She clenched the sheet tightly as she felt herself coming against his mouth. She was surprised when he continued his assault on her. She never came down from her orgasm. It just melted into another then another.

**********

Willow woke up to find Spike grinning above her. She felt his cock rubbing against her. She arched up, eager to have him inside. It was almost midnight. She knew that he would be leaving soon. Leaving Sunnydale. Christmas day had been wonderful. She had lost track of how many times she had cum. But, they hadn't just had sex. There were times that they had just watched the television or talked quietly. She had enjoyed being with him.

She had cried watching Its A Wonderful Life. It didn't seem like Christmas until she had seen it. He had held her, his body comforting. She hadn't left the bed except to get something to eat and to go to the bathroom. She was trying to stay with him as much as possible. Her eyes would stray to his bag sitting by her door. She knew that this would be the only chance she had to live her fantasy. Most people never had the opportunity.

Spike looked into her eyes as he entered her. She moaned softly. He loved hearing her. She was not quiet while in the throes of passion. His eyes ran over her body as he thrust. He saw the small bites he had made along her breasts and collarbone. He watched her eyes....alive with need. He felt himself tense as he flooded her, yet again, with his release. She dug her fingernails into his back as she screamed his name. He was glad that the dorm was practically empty. She was able to be as loud as she wanted. He kissed her face as she regained her breath. He would have to leave soon. He would wait until she was asleep.

Willow held him tightly. She could see in his eyes that it was time. He would leave her....just like Oz. She had loved Oz. But she never felt this need to be with him that she felt for Spike. She didn't know what she felt for him, and she knew that she would never have the chance to find out. He was leaving Sunnydale. She kissed him one last time before closing her eyes. She knew he was waiting for her to sleep.

Spike waited before he got up and got dressed. He looked at her one last time, not understanding what he was feeling for her. Until the night before, he had thought of her only as the slayer's friend. Now, he couldn't tell what he felt. He leaned over and kissed her gently before getting his bag and leaving.

Willow felt his kiss....heard the door close. She felt tears flowing down her face. She had enjoyed Christmas...it was the day after that sucked.

Giles let himself into his apartment. He was home a day early. His sister's kid had driven him batty. He put his packages down.

"Bout time you got back, Watcher. I was getting hungry."

Giles looked at Spike. He was seated on the couch, his hands in the shackles. "Of course...did Buffy not feed you?"

"The damn slayer forgot about me. Must have thought I left town or something."

Giles went to the kitchen. Spike smiled, imagining Buffy's face when she saw that he was still there. He had been in his car headed out of town before he had changed his mind. Something had made him come back. He couldn't explain what it was. Didn't want to explain it. All he knew was that he had no plans on letting this fantasy end.
 

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