"You know I hate surprises" Spike said. His blue eyes begged, "Please?"
"I'm not telling you" Willow said, laughing at the hangdog expression on his face.
"Fine. Be that way."
"Quit pouting. Hey, you surprised me for New Year's. We agreed that Valentine's Day would be my day."
"Hmph. That was before I realized how good you were at keeping secrets. Bet those silly twits are even helping you."
Willow sighed as she rolled her eyes. "Sulking is so unattractive in a man."
"I do not sulk. Nor do I pout."
"Wish you could see yourself in the mirror." Willow said, smiling.
"Smart ass" he muttered.
"Come on Spikey. It's only a day. One day. You can make it that long can't you? I mean, you being the big bad vampire and all."
"A challenge?" he said, smiling slightly. "Fine. I can make it until tomorrow. I still want it noted that I hate surprises. AND, St Paddy's Day is mine. All that green...."
"Fine. You can have March. Now, are you finished throwing your little fit?"
"Yes."
"Good. We're suppose to meet Buffy and Anya and the guys at 8 o'clock."
"I can't believe the slayer is cooking. Do you all have a death wish? Glad I don't eat."
"You're going to be nice or I won't give you your surprise tomorrow. And, you're going to eat."
"Blimey, luv. She'll poison me."
"If we have to endure that wretched stuff, you have to suffer along with us."
He sighed, slipping an arm around her shoulders, "The things we do for love."
* * * * *
Spike woke up and found himself tied up. He looked at his wrists and saw strips of black velvet keeping him in place. He heard a noise and looked to the door. His cock hardened instantly.
Willow stood before him wearing nothing but a bra and panties. Even from the distance, he could see that the green material was velvet. She smiled as she saw his erection.
"I pay attention, Spike. I noticed how much you seem to like the feel of velvet...." she licked her lips as she roamed over his body. "Anya found the sheets for me."
He noticed then that he was laying on sheets of black velvet. He groaned as he shifted, the texture of the material rubbing against his skin.
She chuckled, "You sleep like the dead. You didn't even twitch when we changed the sheets."
"We?" he asked.
She nodded, "Don't worry. I covered you up. Don't want anyone seeing my Spike. Except me of course."
"Luv...." he pleaded as he watched her hand drift over her velvet clad breasts. She laughed softly as she walked to him. She caressed her breasts, her eyes on his. He could smell her arousal in the air. He knew he could easily tear his hands free, but this was her game. He'd had his before. He could be patient....if she hurried the hell up.
She pulled out a piece of red velvet and wrapped it around her hand. Smiling smugly at him, she said, "Happy Valentine's Day, Spike. Surprise."
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"Cor luv. You're killing me." Spike said through clenched teeth.
Willow removed the piece of velvet from his cock replacing it with her mouth. He arched up as her wet tongue caressed him. She had spent over an hour running that damn piece of material over him. She would get him to the edge then move on to some other area. He was aching to fuck her. The feel of the sheets under him was too much. There had always been something sensual about velvet to him. For Angelus, it had been leather. For Dru, silk. They each had their own pick.
Willow could sense when he was close. Smiling, she sat back and pushed her panties down.
"God damn it luv. I want to cum" he whined.
She straddled him and pushed the panties into his mouth. "Got to get you to keep your mouth shut."
Spike could taste her wetness on the material. He lapped at it, not surprised that her panties were soaked.
Willow lowered herself on to his rock hard cock. She freed her breasts from the bra, throwing it to the floor. She began to move against him, her breasts bouncing teasingly. His eyes followed her as he began to thrust up into her. She could see his mouth working and knew that he was licking her panties clean. That thought turned her on more than she cared to admit. She scraped her fingernails across his chest as she began to move faster.
Spike pulled, ripping his wrists free. He pulled the panties from his mouth, flipping them over. He sunk deep into her, capturing her mouth with his. Like a demon possessed, he pounded into her, pushing her against the velvet sheets. She cried out as he lathered kissed and bites all over her face and breasts. Finally, he stiffened. He felt her muscles tighten around him as his seed spilled into her passage.
She screamed his name as his teeth bit into her breast.
Shakily, she looked at him. "Did you like your surprise?"
He laughed softly, "We're keeping these sheets."
She smiled, "I can live with that."
"Happy Valentine's Day, luv."
"Tie me up now?" she asked, smiling.
He kissed her as his hands went to pieces of material
at the head of the bed. He could live with surprises like this.