KISS OR KILL (4/?)
Willow pulled away from Spike, gasping as she tried to breathe. She
sucked in several lungfuls of air before getting the courage to look at
him. He was watching her, his eyes amused and curious. She trembled when
she saw them darken with something else. Fire shot through her body,
making every nerve ending alive. She couldn't move her eyes from his.
"Ready pet?" he said simply. He was trying to figure her out. This
redhead was an enigma. One minute he thought she was one way, the next
she surprised him. He had always been fond of puzzles.
"For what?" she asked softly, glancing around, "Here?"
He chuckled, "Red, when I fuck you, it won't be on some dirty sidewalk
in the park. Trust me on that, luv."
"When" she repeated, noticing he hadn't said if. He was that sure of
her. She felt mortification spread over her. "Are you going to kill me
after we...after the uh shag?"
He shook his head, smiling, "You know, there are counselors out there
that can help you with that suicide wish."
Willow grew angry, "Fuck you. I just want to know if this is the last
time I'll see the moon."
He moved quickly, his cock throbbing at the fire in her eyes. He liked
her that way, angry and spitting mad. So much fire. He grabbed her hair,
forcing her head back. "Hear this now. If I wanted to kill you, you'd be
laying broken and dead on the slayer's doorstep by now. I want to fuck
you, Red. I want to sink deep inside that tight warm cunt and make you
mine. I want to be the first cock that enters you..the one you compare
all the mortals too...I want to see your face as you cum...hear your
screams of release as I pound into you....taste your tears of joy at the
feelings you will have when I cum inside you..."
Willow couldn't breathe. His harsh words were turning her on. Images
filled her mind as he continued to describe what he wanted to do to her.
Hesitantly, she asked, "Why?"
He laughed, "Because, I want you. Plus, it is so Angelus to just kill
you and leave you for her to find. I'd rather make you enjoy fucking
me....know that you will have to tell her about it. It will hurt her far
worse if you find pleasure with the enemy. Also doesn't hurt that
Angelus wants you too. Me getting there first will drive him insane with
jealousy. Besides all that, I want to fuck you. Simple as that. What I
want, I get."
"You just want to hurt Buffy. It's always about her" Willow said, hurt
by his words.
"Fuck this" Spike exclaimed. He was a damn master vampire. He didn't owe
her any explanations. She was his. That was all there was to it. "I want
to fuck you, Red. I could give a bloody fuck if the slayer even finds
out. I want you. Got it?"
Willow saw the anger in his eyes and felt fear go through her. She
nodded, not sure what he was really capable of. She felt his hand on her
arm, his fingers rubbing her flesh. Desire replaced the fear as she
softly whimpered.
He moved in to kiss her again, drawing her tongue into his mouth. He
pulled her against him, his erection straining against the material of
his jeans. Stopping himself before he threw her to the ground and fucker
her there, he pulled back. He saw the lust in her eyes and smiled. Yes,
this would end up hurting the slayer far more than simply killing the
girl. He was going to make her fall in love with him, he decided.
"Let's go."
"Where?" she asked, her body still tingling from where he had touched
her.
"Home" he said simply, pulling her along.