"Yeah, I work for the council" Spike said, smiling.
 

"But, how?" she asked, surprised. "I mean, you're a vampire."
 

"Blondie trains with slayers" Faith said, coughing. "He also gets these nifty
undercover jobs to save the world from domination and such."
 

"You're a good guy" Willow said, smiling slightly. "I would never have
guessed."
 

"As I said, don't let if get out" he said, grimacing, "All I need is for
everyone to know I'm a fucking member of the council."
 

"Did...did Angel know?" she asked.
 

There was a slight flash of pain in his blue eyes before he shook his head.
"No. I didn't start helping them till he turned all soulful, leaving us to
fend for ourselves. Fuck, I didn't even know he had a soul until the council
heard from your little watcher friend about the Brood boy being in Sunnydale.
First I'd heard of him since he left us."
 

"What about Dru?" she asked.
 

"Dru probably knows, but I didn't tell her" Spike said, lighting another
cigarette. "She just knows that we move around a lot and stay alive. All she
needs to know."
 

"You aren't in love with her?" Willow asked softly, remembering the way he
always was supposed to act around Dru.
 

"Not like that, pet. She's me little sister" Spike said, shrugging, "She was
ruined by Angelus. That bastard ruins everything he touches, 'cept me. I
turned out good. I'm responsible for her, or I was. She's happy now. Out of
the fighting. Almost lost her this time...."
 

"So, Missy asked you to babysit?" Faith asked, watching Willow's face as she
tried to digest everything she had learned. She could read every emotion in
the girl's green eyes.
 

"I didn't have anything better to do" Spike said, grinning, "So I figured why
not look after you two little rugrats."
 

"He acts as if we're children" Faith grumbled, glaring at him.
 

"To him, we are" Willow said, laughing at her friend's peeved expression.
"It's getting late. You're sick and you need some sleep."
 

"Who's the Mom now?" Faith said, laughing as she cringed. "Fine. I'll be a
good girl and go to sleep."
 

Spike snorted, "You? Good? This I got to see...."
 

Faith stuck her tongue out at him as she let Willow help her off the couch.
She saw Spike's eyes glance at the redhead as her shirt tightened when her
arms went around her back. She smiled knowingly as his eyes darkened
slightly. She put her arm around Willow, resting her head on the redhead's
shoulder. "I can be real good" she said, winking at him as she nuzzled her
head closer to Willow.
 

Spike's eyes narrowed as he saw Faith practically all over the little
redhead. It wasn't jealousy. Nope, not at all. He didn't even know the girl,
much less want her. Sure, she had the most amazing eyes that seemed to be
able to see directly into his mind, a cute little upturned nose with just a
couple of freckles littered over the surface...lips that were pink and full
begging to be kissed and teased...Nope, he wasn't jealous of the obvious
closeness between the girls. Watching the smile on Willow's face and her
tongue dart out to lick her lips as she struggled slightly under the slayer's
weight, he felt himself harden instantly, straining against the denim of his
jeans. "Bloody fucking hell" he cursed softly, standing. He saw Faith's smirk
and smiled dangerously. She wanted to play? Well, she should know by now that
he never lost. Not when he really wanted something. He moved towards them,
sweeping the startled slayer into his arms. "Can't let you be walking up
those stairs in your condition, Pest."
 

"But..." Faith glared at him, "Fine. Willow, would you please bring my pillow
and my blanket?"
 

"Sure" Willow said, laughing softly. Those two were like bickering siblings.
It definitely made many more questions go through her mind about Spike. She
wanted to know everything about him. She followed them upstairs, her eyes
resting on his tight ass, encased in a tight pair of black denim jeans.
Sighing softly, she tore her eyes away, wondering how she was supposed to
keep her silly crush on him under wraps if he was living with them for
awhile. Looking back at his ass, she had to smile softly. Maybe it wouldn't
be that bad.

IRRESISTIBLE FORCES (12/?)
 

"Do we have any fruit loops?" a sleepy voice asked from the doorway.
 

Willow looked up and smiled, "No, but we have cocoa puffs. Is that good?"
 

There was a slight growl, "Fine. But, tonight we go to the store and buy some
fruit loops."
 

Willow laughed, "OK. We go shopping tonight. We're out of 7 Up too. But, you
know, if you didn't eat that cereal several times a day, you might not run
out of it."
 

"Too early for the logic" was hissed as she watched a bowl being removed from
the cabinet. "Stop it already."
 

"Early? I was making lunch actually" Willow said, giggling.
 

Blue eyes narrowed as he turned to face her, "It is fucking early. You girls
are so damn loud. I can never sleep past two anymore."
 

"Grumble grumble" she said, flipping the sandwich. "Did you check on Faith on
the way down here?"
 

"Why the bloody hell would I check on her?" he asked, banging the bowl as he
searched for a spoon.
 

"Oh good. She must still be sleeping" Willow said. She saw him glare at her
and laughed, "Gosh, you're so grouchy when you get up."
 

"After a week of putting up with your perky optimism be glad you're not dead
yet, Red" he said, finally finding a spoon. He frowned as she just continued
making lunch, no fear in her now at all. It had been eight days since he had
moved in with them, finding himself fitting a bit too easily into their
routine. Well, he should say Willow's routine. Faith was still sick though
her fever had broken and she was starting to feel better. She was still very
weak though, meaning that patrol was still up to him and Willow. He wouldn't
complain very much. Red might be perky and sweet, but there was something
about her that just got under his skin. He had slowly been falling for her
despite his intentions not to do something that stupid. It had merely started
as a response to Faith's obvious challenge. Now, though, it had been taken
out of his hands. "She was still sleeping."
 

Willow smiled, not letting his words cut her the way they might have at one
time. She had grown up alot these past few months in Boston. Faith had
managed to give her a confidence that she had never had before. She could now
hold her own, relatively well, against Spike and his wicked wit. "If she's
still sleeping, I guess I'll just reheat her soup later."
 

"Sit down Red" Spike said, taking a seat and placing his large bowl of cocoa
puffs in front of him. Cereal was one of his few weaknesses. One of the only
human things he even ate. And, luckily, the girls had several kinds of sugary
treats to keep him happy. "You can eat here. She'll be falling down the
stairs soon enough when she wakes up."
 

"That's true" Willow said, putting her soup and sandwiches on the table. She
sat down, her leg brushing his. She settled in her chair, taking a bite. "She
definitely won't call for help."
 

Spike had to laugh, "Faith admitting to needing someone? Not likely pet. Good
thing I can hear her when she starts making all that noise."
 

"So, tell me about Milan. When we left it this morning you and Drusilla had
just gotten into town and you were on your way to meet the council." She
said, leaning forward as she took another bite of her food and started to
chew, ready to listen to his mesmerizing voice as he spun a tale of the past.

IRRESISTIBLE FORCES (13/?)

March 1999
 

"Honey, we're home" Willow called out as she and Faith entered the house. She
saw Spike walking down the stairs, his hand covering his mouth as he yawned.
 

"I can hear ya" he said, feeling Willow's eyes on him as he brushed past them
into the kitchen. He had deliberately stopped wearing a shirt after waking
up, having slowly worked on the redhead for the past three months. Of course,
for each move he made, Faith had countered. Taking into consideration that
she not only went to school with Willow but could see the redhead during the
sunny daylight hours and he was pretty much kept on his toes. "How was class
today, luv?"
 

"I made an A on my Calculus quiz" Willow said, putting her books down and
following Spike into the kitchen. "And Faith got a B+ on her lit report. What
about you?"
 

"The slayer got a B? That's rather impressive," Spike had to admit, "for her."
 

"I heard that, Fang" Faith said, walking into the kitchen and sitting on the
stool, placing her feet on the table. "I'll have you know that under Willow's
tutelage, I'm passing everything this term."
 

"So, what did you do today, Spike?" Willow asked, trying her best to keep her
eyes on his face and not look at his well developed chest. She really wished
he would buy some shirts, she thought frowning.
 

"Saw some chick bitch slap her man over some poof" Spike said.
 

"Uh oh, watching Jerry again, Spike?" Faith said, tsk tsking. "I would have
thought you'd have learned by now."
 

"It's better than them soaps that are on now" Spike grumbled, rolling his
eyes at her look of disdain. "Besides, you watch it too."
 

"Where's Missy?" Willow asked, having noticed that the watcher was gone.
 

"Went shopping" Spike said, yawning again. He took a bite of his Trix,
watching Willow avoid looking at him as Faith stared at Willow. What a bunch
they were, he thought in amusement.
 

"Maybe she'll buy something good" Faith said, tapping her foot and making
Spike's cereal slosh. She hid a smile as he glared at her, wiping the milk up
with a towel.
 

"I'd better get my homework done" Willow said, not sounding enthusiastic.
 

Faith laughed, "See? That's what you get from taking all those smarty pants
classes. It's Senior year Red. You're supposed to slack, not take things that
give homework nightly. Where's the fun in that?"
 

"I get bored if I'm not challenged" Willow said, "so I had to take some of
the tough stuff. I can't think of school and slacking, sorry."
 

"So, you like a challenge...." Spike said, studying her under his lowered
lashes as he took another bite.
 

"Yep" Willow said, nodding. "Have you heard from the council yet?"
 

He shook his head, "Yeah, but they want me to stay here. Say it's better
having me helping the slayer than out risking my neck."
 

Faith snorted, "Somehow I doubt they'd give a shit about your neck, Fang. Be
honest why don't ya?"
 

"You just don't want to leave us" Willow said, smiling sweetly. She heard
Spike's groan and laughed. He had been with them since December, not leaving
despite several opportunites that Melissa had told them he had. He would
never admit it, but she knew he liked it there in Boston with them. "We love
you too Spike."
 

Spike watched her leave, a slight smile crossing his face. He heard Faith's
knowing chuckle and growled, glaring at her before he went back to his
cereal. "Damn, Fang. You've got it so baaaaad."
 

"Takes one to know one, eh slayer?" he said, watching her face flush as she
glared at him. He laughed, taking another spoonful of Trix as she left the
kitchen to find Willow.

IRRESISTIBLE FORCES (14/?)
 

April 1999
 

"Can you believe we graduate next month?" Faith said, shaking her head.
 

"Not at all" Willow replied. "Can you believe I've been here almost a year?"
 

"Nah, doesn't seem like it."
 

"Can you believe that you two are making me lose my lunch?" Spike asked,
making a gagging face.
 

"Go away then, Fang. No one is forcing you to stay." Faith said, smiling
sweetly.
 

"Ah, you'd miss me, slayer" he replied lazily, sitting back on the sofa.
 

"Just ignore him, Faith. You know he's just jealous that he's not going to
get to wear that silly little cap and gown" Willow said, giggling slightly.
 

"Oh, yeah. Poor me" Spike said dryly, his eyes amused as he looked at her. He
loved the little redhead. He could openly admit it to himself even if he
didn't verbalize it.
 

"So, are we going to buy dresses tonight?" Faith asked, jealous of their
little moment they were having. She had been in love with Willow for a far
longer time than Spike. He could just wait his turn for a smile from the
redhead.
 

"Dresses? For what?" Willow asked, looking at her best friend.
 

"Prom silly" Faith said, "I didn't think I'd live long enough to attend, but
you can bet your ass I plan on being there."
 

"Gawd, do we havta?" Willow whined, having planned to spend prom night at
home watching horror movies with Spike and Faith.
 

"Yes we have to. I can't wait. It is going to be so kick ass" Faith said,
smiling.
 

"We don't date so why go?" Willow asked, puzzled. She hadn't dated anyone
since she had moved to Boston. In the beginning, there hadn't been time and
then, why bother? She had Faith and Spike.
 

"We don't have to have a date to go" Faith said, shrugging. "I've just always
wanted to attend a prom. Like I said, I really never thought I'd live long
enough to go to one and I don't want to miss my chance."
 

"It would look a little strange if we go to our prom stag" Willow said,
frowning. "Besides, I hate to dance."
 

"Eh, luv, you're a splendid dancer" Spike said, glowering at the slayer for
making Willow frown.
 

"Am not" she retorted, knowing he was just trying to make her feel better. "I
know!"
 

Faith saw the smile crossing Willow's face and waited, "Know what?"
 

"Spike can go with you and I can stay home" Willow said, smiling. She saw the
look of utter disgust cross their faces and stifled her laugh. She'd known
that idea would not go over well, but she couldn't resist.
 

"Sorry, Red. I'm not that easy" Spike said, shuddering.
 

"And I'm not that desperate" Faith shot back, glaring at him. "I could get
any guy I wanted, if I wanted a guy."
 

"Oh, so you want a girl then?" Spike said, smirking as the slayer blushed.
 

"I didn't say that. Oh, just shut the fuck up" Faith finally said, glaring at
them both.
 

"Well, then....what if I go too?" Willow suggested. She saw them both look at
her and almost smiled. They must really think she was stupid is all she could
think. For four months they had constantly been competing with each other
over who got to spend more time with her. The first couple of months it
wasn't that noticable. She honestly hadn't started to figure it out until the
previous month. She had started watching them and realized they both appeared
to want her. Since then, she had been playing a bit more, testing her theory
to see if it was true. She couldn't believe they both would love her but the
evidence was overwhelming. She had been trying to decide how to break it to
them that she was in love with them both, each in different ways, when she
had seen the sign advertising prom. She had decided that would be the night
she'd spill her guts and pray that they felt the same way.
 

"You'd go?" Spike asked, raising an eyebrow.
 

"If I had to" she sighed, acting as though she were being dragged into it.
The prom was only eight days away so she'd have to work fast if her plan to
seduce them really was going to work. Of course, if the heated looks they had
been sending her when they she wasn't looking meant anything, it wouldn't
take that much seducing.
 

"You'd have to" Faith said, trying to decide if it was worth it to attend the
prom with Fang just to have the change to go with Willow. It was. "Fine. I'll
go with you both."
 

"Yeah, whatever" Spike said, not wanting her to see that he was happy at the
idea of taking her to some silly little dance. "I'm in."
 

Willow looked at her book, smiling where they couldn't see it. "Good. Then we
can go look for dresses tonight. And Spike will need a tux."
 

"I'm not wearing some bloody penguin suit" he scowled, glaring at Faith's
smirk.
 

"Then we'll have to find someone more agreeable to take us" Willow shot back,
waiting as she counted. One two three four...
 

"Fine. But only this once" he grumbled, turning back to the television.

IRRESISTIBLE FORCES (15/?)
 

April 1999
 

"So, you're all going to prom?" Missy asked, fighting a smile.
 

"Yes. We decided it made sense" Faith said, shrugging. "So, we go look for
dresses tonight."
 

"And Spike agreed to this?" Missy said.
 

Faith smiled, "As if he could tell Willow no."
 

"You and Spike have much more in common than either of you want to admit"
Missy said.
 

Faith shrugged, "Probably what makes us so competitive. Guess we both win
prom night. Willow wanted us both to go with her."
 

"Of course, you actually will be the only to show up with her in the prom
pictures" Missy pointed out.
 

Faith laughed, "That's right. Guess I'll have to make sure it's a killer
dress. Maybe convince Willow to dump Blondie and just play with me."
 

"I love you dearly Faith, but I can't see Willow dropping either of you"
Missy pointed out.
 

"I know. Just wishful thinking" Faith smiled, "I'm cool sharing with Fang. I
don't want him all that much, but the idea of seeing him naked doesn't
necessarily turn my stomach."
 

"He is definitely handsome" Missy agreed, "And he knows it thus adding to the
entire cocky sarcastic package."
 

"Wonder if Willow will ever accept us both" Faith said.
 

"I think she already has" Missy said softly. She had been watching those
three since she returned from England and had finally seen the realization
enter Willow's green eyes a few weeks before. Since then, the redhead had
been having fun with both her suitors. And both of them were too wrapped in
their competition and keeping Willow unaware of it to realize that Willow
knew.
 

"Ya think?" Faith asked, standing. She shrugged, "Maybe. If not, Blondie and
I may be forced into a treaty to win her."
 

"You and Spike getting along might help matters along" Missy said, rolling
her eyes.
 

"Who knows? Stranger things have happened" Faith said, winking as she left
her watcher to see if Willow had finished her homework and was ready to go
shopping. She knocked on Spike's door, calling out, "Up and at em Fang. We
got a tux to buy ya."
 

"Don't remind me!" Spike called out, rolling off the bed and pulling a
T-shirt on. He smiled, happy that Willow had included in their prom date. He
could even put up with Faith to be with Willow. "I'm coming...I'm
coming...Don't leave without me."

IRRESISTIBLE FORCES (16/?)
 

Willow listened to Spike and Faith argue about what to do first. She rolled
her eyes, resisting the impulse to simply shag Spike and kiss Faith, just to
see if they'd shut up then. She giggled at that image, causing them to both
look at her with suspicious glances. She smiled, saying, "Why don't we go to
the dress shop first and then the tux rental place. I'm sure it will take
longer for me and Faith to find a dress than for Spike to find a tux."
 

"That makes sense," Faith said, eager to find a great dress. She wanted
something sexy and daring...something that would make Willow realize what she
could have if she said the word.
 

"Red always makes sense," Spike said, smiling at the redhead.
 

Willow snorted, "Not always, but thanks for the vote of confidence."
 

"Do I really have to wear a tux?" Spike asked, knowing he was whining. "I
ain't never worn them fancy duds...."
 

"You can always stay home...alone." Faith said, smirking at him.
 

"Bugger that. I'm going to your little dance, like it or not slayer."
 

"It's a prom, Spike. Not just any old dance. Hence the reason for the tux,"
Willow said, knowing it must be driving him crazy.
 

"Prom schmom. Why bother?" Spike asked, suddenly not so keen on attending it,
even for Willow. Maybe he could talk her into staying at the house and just
spending the evening shagging like mad. He smiled, a wicked gleam entering
his eyes at that image. "We could just stay in...let the slayer go to the
silly dance."
 

"Fuck that!" Faith said, knowing what was going through Spike's mind. Damn
arrogant vampire. Like Willow would stay home with him.
 

"Ahem," Willow cleared her throat, capturing their attention. She smiled
softly, wondering what their problem was. They were both powerful, arrogant,
strong people yet neither wanted to make a move on her. They'd rather waste
months flirting and teasing without being honest about their feelings. She
was really glad that she had gotten stronger over the year in Boston. If she
had been as pathetic and weak as she had been before she had left Sunnydale,
she probably would never have figured out that wanted her much less been
brave enough to make a move on not one but both of them. She thanked the gods
every day that she had been forced out of Sunnydale and been able to find
herself in Boston. "We are all going to the prom. Think of us as the three
musketeers. All for one, and one for all."
 

Faith smiled as Willow winked before getting out of the car. She looked at
Spike and saw similar admiration in his blue eyes. She laughed, "Man, I love
that girl."
 

"Me too, slayer. Me too," Spike said, shaking his head in wonder as he got
out of the car and started to follow the girls into the chic boutique. Time
for them to buy a dress. What a thrill, he thought, rolling his eyes. The
things he would do for Willow. He saw a chair beside the dressing rooms and
sat down, watching as the two girls began to look through numerous dresses in
a variety of colors.
 

Willow found the perfect dress immediately. She glanced at the tag, seeing
that there was one in her size. She smiled, removing about a dozen dresses
besides the one she knew she would buy. She glanced at Faith and saw the
slayer had picked out a pretty dress in a brilliant scarlet red. "Shall we
try them on?"
 

Faith glanced at Willow, surprised to see a handful of dresses in the girl's
arms. Willow hated trying on and buying clothes. She smiled, guessing that
the girl was really getting into the entire prom thing. "I found one. I'll
try it on and see if it looks good."
 

"On you, I'm sure anything would look good," Willow said, flirting subtly.
 

"Try it on already," Spike said, feeling a bit out of place in the women's
shop.
 

"Patience is a virtue," Willow said sweetly at him before looking at Faith.
"You try yours on then I'll take the room. I can't make up my mind until I
put them on."
 

"Fine," Faith said, going in and changing. She looked in the mirror, liking
what she saw. Tight fabric that caressed her full breasts. A slit that went
up one side showing off her tanned leg. Yes, this was the dress. She took it
off, changing back and going out to meet them. "I love it."
 

"First time lucky," Spike said, glad that she was taken care of. "Now you,
sweets."
 

"We don't get to see?" Willow asked, pouting as her eyes lit with amusement.
 

"Not until prom night," Faith said, smiling.
 

"My turn." Willow took her dresses and moved into the dressing room. She
tried on the dress she knew she wanted first. She looked in the mirror,
amazed in how she looked. She was almost sexy. It was a beautiful dress in
emerald green silk. The skirt part was tight and had a slit that went up the
front to the middle of her upper thighs. The top fit tight around her
breasts, making them appear larger than she knew they were. It was backless,
dipping so low that if she made the wrong move, she might flash someone. It
dipped low in front, the tops of her pale breasts evident against the dark
green. She looked into the mirror, imagining where Spike and Faith's hands
would be on her body. Her nipples hardened against the silk, drawing her
attention the fact that there was no way she could wear a bra with this
dress. She pictured herself in garters and stockings, liking that image. She
could seduce anyone in this dress, she decided. She took it off, putting it
back on the hanger and choosing a different dress. She smiled, walking out to
see Faith and Spike talking quietly, waiting for her.
 

"How is this one?" she asked, making them look at her. She smiled, seeing
their evident arousal. She planned to try on at least a dozen dresses, having
chosen a variety of colors and styles that she hoped would make her appear at
least slightly sexy. She had no intention of showing them the dress she was
going to buy. But, it would be too easy to just select a dress and leave.
Where was the fun in that? No, she wanted to give them a brief a little show,
she thought wickedly. It would teach them for waiting so long to make a move.
She twirled, thrusting her breasts out and asking their opinion. She saw
Spike shift in the chair and felt a rush of power. This was going to be a fun
night.

Irresistible Forces (17/20)
 

Faith walked down the stairs, careful in her high heels. She was used to
wearing boots and hated trying to balance in this damn things. The things she
would do for love, she thought wryly. She stopped on the bottom stair, her
eyes looking over Spike. She smiled as she whistled, "Wow, looking good Fang."
 

Spike smiled, glancing down at the uncomfortable black tuxedo before looking
back at her. "Looking pretty hot yourself, for a slayer. Can you breathe in
that thing?"
 

Faith laughed, "It isn't that tight. I've worn worse." She turned in a
circle, letting him see the entire dress. "You sure it looks good?"
 

"Coming from me, hot means something," he said dryly.
 

She smiled, nodding, "Willow said to give her five more minutes."
 

"So, you know what her dress looks like?" Spike asked, thinking of Red's
little fashion show at that boutique. She had tried on dress after dress with
an amused look in her eyes.
 

"Nope. She refuses to let me see it. Said I had to wait until prom," Faith
said, walking into the parlor and sitting on the back of the sofa. "You know,
I was thinking."
 

"I'm scared already," Spike said, winking at her as he followed her into the
parlor.
 

"Hush," Faith said, smacking his arm. "What I was saying was that I think we
might need to have a truce if we want to get Willow."
 

Spike got a thoughtful look on his face as he slowly nodded, "I can see that
working. If it means having Willow, I can share."He had seen the girl's
attraction to both him and Faith, unsure if she even realized she was in love
with them both. "You aren't so awful, for a slayer."
 

Faith smiled, "Thanks. I would of course prefer having her to myself. If you
hadn't shown up, I wouldn't have to share," she reminded with a smile. "But,
you can be fun. And she loves you. Could be worse."
 

"Aw, I'm touched," Spike said, smiling.
 

"You love her. That's good enough for me. And, you do have a fine ass body.
Hey, got to look at this for the perks," Faith said, laughing.
 

Spike rolled his eyes, "Well, I can't promise that I won't try to get her to
myself whenever possible, but I can share with you, Doll face. I know you
won't hurt her, and you aren't so bad yourself."
 

Faith smiled, "So what do we do? I mean, should we wait or make a move?"
 

"Let's get through tonight and we can discuss a plan of action tomorrow,"
Spike said, deciding that was the best move.
 

"Sounds like a plan," Faith said.
 

"What sounds like a plan?" Willow asked from the doorway. She had heard their
entire conversation just about, having come down the stairs as they had been
entering the parlor. She kept her faceblank and hoped her eyes were innocent.
Their truce helped her plans all the more.
 

"What the bloody hell are you wearing?" Spike asked, looking at the slight
redhead concealed in his leather duster.
 

"I was cold," Willow said smiling. "Figured since you weren't wearing it, I
could borrow it. Is that OK?"
 

"Yes, but why are you cold?" Spike asked. "It's not that cool."
 

"I dunno. I just feel cold tonight," Willow said, having planned to give them
no opportunity in figuring out her plans until they were at prom.
 

"Quit giving her the third degree. Willow tends to get chilly in the
evenings," Faith said, rolling her eyes.
 

"You look beautiful," Willow said, looking at Faith's tight scarlet dress.
She felt a slow heat in her stomach as she let her eyes wander of the
contours of Faith's trim body before moving to look at Spike. "And you, sir,
look quite dashing."
 

"Thanks," Faith said, a slight blush on her skin from the path Willow's eyes
had taken.
 

"Well, since we can't see your dress, I don't know how you look," Spike said,
deliberately giving her a chance to show them her dress.
 

"So, what is this plan?" Willow asked, smiling sweetly but ignoring his
comment.
 

"Oh, just prom first then dinner," Faith said easily.
 

"That's what I was thinking too," Willow said, moving between them. She held
Spike's duster tighter around her, enjoying the scent that reminded her of
him: cigarettes and leather and something completely unique. "Shall we go?"
 

"Yeah. Sounds like a plan," Spike said, taking her arm as he escorted her
outside.

IRRESISTIBLE FORCES (18/20)
 

"What the bloody hell do you think you're barely wearing?" Spike demanded
harshly as Willow removed his coat.
 

"Damn, girl, put that coat back on!" Faith said, looking at the bare skin.
 

Willow laughed, looking at them. "It's a dress, Spike. And no, Faith, I won't
be wearing the coat."
 

Faith let her eyes sweep over Willow, looking at the backless dress that was
slit down past the creamy swell of Willow's breasts. "I can't believe you're
wearing something like that."
 

"What? Does it look awful?" Willow asked, her insecurity showing as she
glanced down and frowned.
 

"It's ravishing," Spike said huskily. He saw her smile and felt like the sun
was shining on him. He watched her walk towards them, his eyes darkening as
they narrowed. There was a slit all the way up the front of her skirt, giving
him a perfect view of her black thigh stockings and the black garters holding
them in place. He saw her nipples harden against the silk of the dress,
giving him no doubt that she was not wearing a bra. He felt himself harden
instantly, having never seen such a perfect example of innocent sin."But, you
aren't wearing that in there."
 

"Why not?" Willow asked, her blood on fire from the obvious desire in not
only his eyes but Faith's as well.
 

"Because I am not having a pack of teenage boys see what is mine," Spike
said, his tone low.
 

"You look too sexy, Red," Faith said, wondering how long it would take to
send that dress to the floor. "You'd ruin several girls' proms by making them
look so wretched."
 

Willow had to laugh, "That's the worst excuse I've heard. Be honest at least."
 

"You're ours and we don't want to share with anyone else," Faith answered
back, her eyes widening slightly when she realized what she had said.
 

Willow beamed, "I am? Really?"
 

"You bloody well know you are," Spike said, watching the mischievious look
enter her green eyes.
 

"Well, I figured, but a girl likes to hear it sometimes," Willow said,
smiling softly. "You're both mine, you realize. I don't think I want to share
either of you with any of them either."
 

"You knew," Faith said suddenly. She started to laugh, "I should kill you.
How long?"
 

Willow laughed, "A couple of months I guess. I didn't think either of you two
would ever make a darn move. And here I thought you were both so impatient."
 

"You're something else," Spike said, moving to retrieve his coat and sliding
it over her shoulders. He didn't even like having the entering teens looking
at her. "Can we split then?"
 

Willow nodded, smiling happily as she put her arms through the sleeves of his
coat. "Yes. We can go. I had hoped to not have to sit through this for long."
 

"I love the way you think, Red," Faith said, not believing that she was
finally getting everything she wanted. "Have I ever mentioned that?"
 

"A few times," Willow said with a smile. "Come on. I have reservations at the
Grand Hotel. We can have dinner there."
 

"Hotel, pet?" Spike said, sliding his arm around her shoulders. "And here I
thought you were the innocent."
 

"Doesn't mean that I don't have an active imagination," Willow said winking
at him as she left the lobby with Faith on one side and Spike on the other.
 

"I suddenly think Prom night is going to surpass even my expectations," Faith
said, laughing as they walked towards their limo.

IRRESISTIBLE FORCES (19/20)
 

Willow felt cool hands on her back, as the strings tieing her dress behind
her neck were loosened. The front fell forward, baring her breasts to heated
eyes. Spike claimed her mouth as warm hands joined cool in pushing the dress
down her hips. She felt Faith's breasts against the back of her ass the girl
finished   pushing the dress into a pool of silk around her feet. She met
Spike's mouth eagerly, their tongues entwining   in a passionate dance. Warm,
wet lips touched her back as Faith kissed a path down the smooth pale
surface. The slayer's dress lay over a chair, Spike's tuxedo shirt and jacket
beside it. He was wearing only the black tuxedo pants, the button undone and
riding low on his slim hips. Willow had been able to see a light sprinkling
of soft brown hair disappearing into the waistband of his pants before he had
brought her attention to his face. Willow had not been surprised to see that
Faith was beautiful nude. Her body was athletic and trim from her slaying
duties, but full breasts and rounded hips gave her a feminine look.
 

Faith couldn't believe that Willow was finally standing before her almost
nude. After almost a year of fantasizing about the redhead, she almost wanted
to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming this time. But, with Spike
added to the picture, she knew it was reality. He was definitely gorgeous. If
she found men attractive, she knew she would have been all over him. As it
was, he matched Willow perfectly. Faith moved her mouth lower on Willow's
back, reaching the cool silk of the redhead's black panties. Willow had
definitely dressed to seduce that evening. Faith felt rather thrilled that
she had gone to so much trouble for them, when all it would have taken was a
yes from Willow. They really did need to work on their communication. She
slipped her fingers into the top of Willow's panties, listening as the girl
drew in a quick breath at the intimate act. Faith smiled, brushing her lips
across the twin globes of Willow's ass as they were bared to her sight. She
pushed the panties past the stockings, leaving Willow clad only in the black
nylons and a garter belt. Faith quickly unfastened the belt, unfastening each
holder as she tossed it behind her. She let Willow's stockings on, having the
sudden desire to watch those black clad legs wrapped around Spike's back as
he thrust into her friend over and over. She pushed her thighs together,
needing some alleviation to her own desire.
 

Spike reluctantly moved his mouth from Willow's. He smiled at her, tenderly
caressing her face before he began to slide his mouth over her heated flesh.
He made his way to her breasts, running his tongue over first one rosy nipple
then another. He listened to her soft sighs and smiled, feeling Faith's warm
hands against his stomach as she caressed Willow. He left her perfect little
breasts and licked a trail down her stomach to the red curls whose scent was
beckoning to him. She was so aroused, as were they are. The room smelled of
flowers, sex and sweat mixed with the unique smells that were Willow and
Faith. It was intoxicating in its sweetness. He breathed in an unnecessary
breath, savoring her smell. Running his tonge across her curls, he heard her
whimper of anticipation. He moved his mouth lower, lashing his tongue across
her wetness. As he had expected, she tasted wonderful. He began to feast on
her, his tongue sliding between her folds as his nose brushed against her
clit. Soon, her hand was on the top of his head to keep her balance as she
rocked against his face.
 

Faith felt Willow wobbling and smiled. She stood, pressing her breasts
against Willow's back as she caught the girl's head. Willow turned her head
to face her, her eyes dazed with passion. Faith glanced down and saw Spike's
head buried between the girl's thighs. She looked back at Willow and brushed
her lips against Willow's. They deepened the kiss as Faith moved her hand
down Willow's front, coming into contact with her wet clit. Willow gasped at
the sensation of having Spike's tongue in her cunt as Faith's finger began to
dance across her clit. Soon, she exploded as her juices flowed all over
Spike's face. Faith could feel her own moisture beginning to drip down her
folds, an ache deep inside her. She felt a cool hand on her ass as Spike
squeezed. She pulled away from Willow, looking at Spike. His face was coated
with Willow's release, his blue eyes darker than she had ever seen them. She
leaned over, licking his face. She didn't kiss him, really having no desire
for him. She just wanted to taste Willow. Spike smiled at them both, his
hands moving to the front of his black pants. "Bed. Now." He said simply,
unzipping his pants as he watched them both through aroused eyes.

IRRESISTIBLE FORCES (20/20)
 

Willow crawled onto the bed, her green eyes looking at Spike's cock,
wondering how he was going to make that huge thing fit inside her. She
watched him stroke himself, his thumb spreading the liquid over his head as
he watched her. She lay back, glancing at Faith. Smiling softly, she said, "I
want to taste you."
 

Faith saw the sincerity in Willow's eyes and smiled as she moved towards the
bed. She moved onto it, her back to the headboard as she straddled Willow's
pretty face. She lowered herself down, crying out softly when she felt
Willow's tongue swipe tentatively across her cunt. She looked at Spike,
enjoying the pure masculine beauty of his naked body. She leaned over, her
hands running over Willow's stomach to the girl's black clad legs. She spread
the girl's legs, her fingers brushing against the silky nylon as she looked
at Spike. "Fuck her, Spike."
 

Spike smiled, not having to hear that order again. He moved onto the bed, his
hands joining Faith's on Willow's stockings. He moved forward, pulling Willow
farther down until his cock brushed against her wet lips. He saw Faith
straighten back up, her hands kneading her full breasts as she moved against
Willow's face. He saw Willow's pink tongue as it ran along the slayer's wet
cunt. Willow's hands were holding onto Faith's thighs, her fingers digging
into the tanned flesh of the brunette, as she began to instinctively bring
Faith closer to release. Spike could think of nothing more erotic than
watching these two beautiful pleasure each other. Well, nothing more than the
look on Willow's face as her orgasm had rocked her body. He moved the head of
his cock against her cleft, making sure he was lubricated well. She was so
wet that he knew he could easily slide into her, but he had to remember to go
slowly. She was an innocent still. He moved the head of his cock into her
tightness, making short thrusts to get her ready. He heard a loud groan as
Faith twisted her nipples, her face contorting in an expression of pure
pleasure as her release hit. He chose that moment to sink inside Willow,
pushing past her virgin barrier as Faith moved off of her face. Willow
screamed, a guttural scream of pain mixed with pleasure.
 

Faith sighed happily, kissing Willow as the girl began to ride Spike's cock.
She laid beside Willow, her hands caressing Willow's breasts as she saw
Willow's hands move above her head, holding on tightly to the headboard as
she began to moan and make soft sighs as the pain was soon replaced by an
immense pleasure. Faith moved her head lower, watching as Spike's large cock
stretched Willow's cunt. The light brown curls mixed with the red curls of
her lover and she found herself watching intently as Spike continued to bring
Willow pleasure. She opened her mouth, lashing her tongue against Willow's
clit and heard Willow growl as an orgasm hit her.
 

Spike felt Willow tighten even more and wondered how he was going to last any
longer. He had almost cum just from sinking into her. Now, Faith was watching
with such curious eyes, Willow's noises were echoing in his mind, and her
cunt was getting even more tight with each thrust. He ground himself against
her clit, feeling wetness as Faith licked and sucked the bud. His balls
slammed against her ass as her legs wrapped around his waist. He could feel
the silky stockings against his ass as he began to thrust more quickly and
deeper. He felt his demon sliding forward as he felt tension entering his
body. He pushed Faith out of the way as he leaned forward, moving fast as he
thrust rapidly into Willow. He bit into her neck roughly as he sent his seed
into her. She screamed out again, in pleasure, as she came again. He withdrew
his teeth, allowing his demon to retreat as he nuzzled the bite, his tongue
lapping at the slow trickle of blood as he stayed buried in her cunt.
 

Faith removed her hand from her thighs as she felt the remains of her second
orgasm slowly fade. She moved to Willow's side, cuddling against the girl.
She saw Spike pull out of Willow, laying on her other side. She shared a
possessive smile with him as they both laid their heads on the pillow beside
Willow. Their hands lay on her stomach, Spike's low on Willow's stomach as
Faith's rested underneath the redhead's breasts. Faith laughed softly as
Willow purred, "That was amazing."
 

"I can't even speak," Willow said, releasing her hands and moving them to
tangle into the hair of her two lovers. "It was....wow."
 

Spike chuckled, licking at her breast. "It's just starting, luvs."
 

"Yum," Faith said huskily.
 

"Promise?" Willow asked, smiling down at them both.
 

"Would I lie?" Spike asked, nipping at her breast. "Have to say that this
prom thing is pretty damn good."
 

"Surpassed my expectations," Faith said, brushing her thumb over Willow's
hardening nipple.
 

"Well, the night is young," Willow said, giggling, "let's see if we can
continue surpassing expectations."
 

"I do love the way you think, Red," Faith said, leaning over and brushing her
lips against Spike's before kissing Willow.
 

"Love you, Slayer," Spike said, kissing her briefly before looking at Willow
with a tender expression. "I love you, Red."
 

"Love you both," Willow said, sinking back into the mattress.
 

*******THE END***********
 

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