KISS OR KILL (7/?)
 

Spike felt pride at her look of desire. The chit wanted him. Only him.
Not his bleeding sire. It had been such a long time since someone had
wanted him...and just him. He knelt at the bottom of the bed, the sound
of her heart beat racing in his ears. He brushed his lips against her
leg, moving up to her knee. He continued to kiss his way up her body,
running his tongue over her soaked slit, before moving higher.
 

Willow couldn't take her eyes off of him. He was hypnotic in the way he
was practically stalking her. She was pinned to the bed by his stare.
She licked her lips, her teeth tearing the flesh of the bottom one as he
took her breast into his mouth. Her tongue ran over the blood, the
coppery taste coating her tongue. She cried out as he scraped his teeth
against her nipple. She felt him chuckle against her skin and smiled.
She arched against him, his erection grinding into her.
 

Spike moved to her mouth, his tongue claiming her. He tasted the faint
taste of blood and his cock throbbed even more. He felt her wetness
against his stomach as she writhed underneath him. He pulled back,
catching her eyes. "Another choice, pet."
 

"What?" she asked, her voice breathless and ragged. She needed him to
take her. She wanted to feel him sink deep inside her and take her
somewhere she'd never been before. Only him.
 

"Rough or soft?" he asked, knowing he was being a bloody poof for
allowing her the choice. He had no desire to bruise her though. He
wanted to shag her throughout the night. He waited for her answer, his
cock poised at the entrance of her slit.
 

"What?" Willow asked, not understanding. She saw the restraint in his
eyes and it made sense. Startled, she realized he was giving her the
choice. He wasn't going to force her. She felt her heart jump as visions
entered her mind. She knew her decision. "Claim me Spike...be yourself."
 

Spike smiled at the lust in her eyes. He entered her deeply, breaking
through her barrier easily. His hands kneaded her breasts as he thrust
into her. He smiled as her moans filled the room. Soon, the sound of
flesh hitting flesh joined her cries of pleasure. He had never felt
anything so warm and tight before. He couldn't believe she was letting
him be himself. He had assumed she'd want it all nice and soft like the
romance books. Not his Red. She was turned on by the slight pain he was
causing her.
 

Willow had never felt anything like this before. She dug her fingernails
into his back, her legs entwining themselves around his waist as she
arched up to meet each thrust. His roughness was exciting her. She felt
no fear that he would get carried away. For some odd reason, she trusted
him. She felt his finger roughly rub her clit and her world exploded.
She screamed his name as her cunt tightened around his cock.
 

Spike felt his face slide into place as he got near his release. He bit
into her neck, his cock going deep into her. He sent his seed inside her
as he sucked on the wound he had made. He licked the drops of blood from
it, almost purring against her neck. He didn't want to withdraw from
her, fearful that she may try to leave him. She was his. He had no plans
of letting her go. Plan be damned, he decided.
 

Willow tried to catch her breath, her muscles still contracting around
him. She felt his hand as it caressed her stomach, almost lovingly. The
sound of him made her smile. He was nuzzling her neck, his cock still
inside her. She didn't want him to move....ever. Closing her eyes, she
tried to understand what was happening to her. She felt him pull her
against him as he continued to lick her neck. She was in his arms, where
she was meant to be. She drifted off to sleep, deciding to wait to face
the future until she had to.
 

KISS OR KILL (8/?)
 

Willow woke up, her eyes trying to focus. She realized she wasn't in her
own bed. The events of the previous evening flooded her mind and she
smiled slightly. That explained the pleasant ache between her legs. She
turned her head, her eyes straying over Spike's sleeping body.
 

He was beautiful. She had never used that word to describe a man before,
but it fit him so well. She brushed a hand over his chest, feeling his
well defined muscles. He hadn't moved yet. She licked her lips, letting
her hand drift lower over his flat stomach. She could see what had drawn
Angelus to him. He was breathtaking. She suddenly became aware of the
liquid seeping from her slit. She moved her hand back, taking a deep
breath. She had been about to molest him in his sleep. What was she
turning into?
 

She moved from the bed quietly. She needed to go to the bathroom plus a
shower might be nice. She glanced down at her body, taking in the blood
and semen that had dried on her. They had fucked all night. He had
taught her so many things. He hadn't been rough each time either. In
fact, he had been almost gentle several times. She whimpered as muscles
in her legs and back cried out in agony. She had definitely gotten a
work out.
 

She opened the bathroom door, stepping in and turning the light on. She
looked in the mirror, her green eyes taking in the flush to her
cheeks....the bites that littered her neck and collar bone...the
awareness in her eyes that hadn't existed before. Spike had made her
into a sensual creature. She let her fingers drift over the bites,
feminine pride welling in her. She had made him lose control. Her.
Willow Rosenberg. She had affected Spike. She smiled, a wicked gleam in
her eyes. She didn't want it to stop.
 

She shook her head, turning to the shower. She turned the water on, her
mind replaying moments from the night before. Smiling, she wondered if
he would wake soon. She wasn't sure if he planned to kill her now or let
her go, but she seriously hoped there would be more shagging before he
made up his mind. She stepped into the shower, the warm water washing
away the remains of their fucks the night before.
 

KISS OR KILL (9/?)
 

Spike's eye flew open as Willow walked into the bathroom. He let out a
ragged breath, suddenly feeling rather hot. He had been awake watching
her sleep for the last hour. When he had felt her stirring, he had
feigned sleeping to see what she would do. She had surprised him.
Remembering the tentative feel of her fingers on him, his cock leapt to
attention.
 

He heard the shower start and sat up. He didn't know what to do. For the
first time in over a hundred years, he was stumped. He ran a hand over
his face, cursing everyone he could think of. He didn't want to let her
go. She was his. Only his. He knew that as he had sunk into her, tasting
her sweet blood. She was his mate.
 

Of course, there lay the problem. Angelus had wanted her for himself. He
wouldn't be happy that Spike had not only gotten there first, but staked
his claim too. An angry Angelus was not something Spike really wanted to
deal with. He was gaining his strength steadily, but he wasn't strong
enough to fight his sire...if it came to that. He couldn't believe the
mess he had made.
 

He had really intended to kill her...but, something had made him kiss
her. From there, it was out of his hands. He hadn't been able to control
himself around her. Nor had she been able to control herself around him.
He smiled as he heard her begin to hum in the shower. He was over
reacting. Angelus would just have to accept his claim and be content
with Drusilla. Spike snorted. Not very likely. Angelus hated to lose
with a passion. He would consider this a loss.
 

Standing, he headed to the bathroom. He'd worry about it when the time
came. There was very little time they had together before Angelus would
be back. He intended to enjoy every moment of it all. He would think
about plans later. Right now, he had much more interesting things to do.
Willow was naked not five feet away from him. He chuckled. He had way
more interesting things to do than worry about his bleeding sire. He
walked into the bathroom, a wicked smile on his face as he stepped into
the shower.
 

KISS OR KILL (10/?)
 

Willow turned around when she felt the cool air enter the shower. She
looked at Spike, a smile crossing her lips. "You're up."
 

He cocked his eyebrow, glancing down. "Well, getting there, pet."
 

Willow groaned as she was pulled into his arms. "You're terrible. I
meant you're awake."
 

"You left my side" he said simply, his lips claiming hers. The shower
stall was filled with the scent of peaches from the shampoo she had
used....it also had the scent of Willow. Spike had never smelled
anything so lovely. He moved his cock to her entrance, smiling as she
spread her legs to accept him. He entered her smoothly, the water from
the shower head beating down on them both.
 

Willow cried out as he pushed into her. She was soon moved against the
shower wall, her legs wrapped around his waist. She felt his mouth on
her neck as he pistoned into her. She felt water cascading into her
mouth as she moaned at his touch. She moved her hand to clench the
shower curtain and give her some balance as her other hand dug into his
pale back.
 

Spike let his hand drift between their bodies, his thumb playing with
her clit as he moved inside her. He began to push harder sending her
against the wall with a thump. Willow began to scream out as her orgasm
hit her, her msucles contracting around him. She felt him still, his
seed sent into her. Startled, she realized that she had pulled the
shower curtain from its rod.
 

Spike kissed her as she slid down his body. He glanced at the remains of
the curtain in her hand and smirked, "Guess I don't have to ask if it
was good for you."
 

Willow smiled sheepishly. Before she could answer, the sound of clapping
filled the bathroom. They both looked at the door. Willow pulled the
curtain around her as Spike growled.
 

"Good show." Angelus said, his dark eyes raking over them both. He
caught Spike's eyes, a smile crossing his handsome face, "Seems we have
a lot to talk about, baby boy."
 

KISS OR KILL (11/?)
 

"What are you doing here?" Spike demanded, knowing he should try to
remain in control.
 

"Got bored. Came back early." Angelus said, making a face. Smiling, he
added, "Now, Spike. You don't look happy to see me."
 

Willow remained silent. She looked at Angelus and was surprised to see
amusement in his eyes. He didn't seem upset. Spike had told her that his
sire had no idea his strength was back. Why wasn't Angelus screaming and
throwing a fit?
 

"Always happy to see you" Spike said sarcastically. "Where's Dru?"
 

Angelus shrugged, "In the room I'd guess. She was rather tired. Why
don't you two get decent and meet me in the room? We have a lot to talk
about."
 

Spike watched his sire shut the door with narrowed eyes. "He's up to
something."
 

"He seemed amused....." Willow said softly.
 

"Exactly. This isn't right" Spike said crossly. "Damn wanker is acting
like a bloody parent."
 

Willow stepped out of the shower, toweling herself dry. She smiled at
the image, "You're right. He's acting like he walked in on his son
making out....I see your point. That is a problem."
 

Spike nodded, "I expected torture and blood and instead get amusement.
Makes me a bit worried."
 

"Well, we won't know anything if we stay in here" Willow said, pulling
on one of his shirts. She kissed him quickly, "Maybe he got his soul
back?"
 

"No. I'd have felt it."
 

"Really?" Willow asked, brushing her hair.
 

"Yeah. The poof and I have a connection. Sire and childe and all that
rot. No, he's still Angelus. Enough wasting time. Let's see what the
bastard has planned for us."
 

Willow put the brush down and went to his side. Taking his hand, she
walked out of the bathroom. Her eyes found Angelus relaxing in one of
the chairs. He smiled at them slightly as they bumbled into the room.
Spike grabbed his jeans from the floor and pulled them on, sitting on
the bed next to Willow. He waited for the other shoe to drop.
 
 

KISS OR KILL (12/12)
 

Angelus glanced at the floor, trying to conceal his smile. Spike looked
like he was facing the firing squad. Looking up, his face was
expressionless. "Spike..do you have something to tell me?"
 

"Damn it, Peaches. I'm not in the mood for any bloody games!" Spike
roared, losing his patience.
 

"I see you can walk" Angelus said, his eyes not betraying that he had
known that fact for several weeks.
 

"Guess I'm getting stronger" Spike said, his eyes glaring at his sire.
 

Willow almost laughed. Had the situation not been so deadly, she might
have. Spike was acting the exact part of a spoiled child. She wondered
if he was even aware of his reaction to Angelus. She caught Angelus's
eyes on her and saw him wink. Smiling suddenly, she realized that Spike
was crazy. Angelus wasn't upset. In fact, he looked downright smug.
 

"Nah? Really?" Angelus said, rolling his eyes. "What is it with you,
boy?"
 

"With me? With me?" Spike repeated, anger going through him. "You're the
problem. You waltz back in and expect things to fall back in place. You
took Dru from me."
 

Angelus gave up the pretense. He laughed, "Good grief, William. Do you
think I'm stupid? I've known you were walking for weeks. I waited,
expecting you to tell me. Stubborn bastard. That's always been one of
the things I've loved about you, boy."
 

Spike glanced at Willow and saw her watching him. He didn't understand
what his sire was doing. "What game is this?"
 

Angelus sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It isn't a game. I
want things like they used to be....before the curse. We were happy. We
were a family. Why do you hate me?"
 

"You took Dru" Spike said, not liking this side of his sire.
 

"I never took Dru. She was always mine. Damn it, boy. You didn't love
her. Not the way you've been dramaticizing at least. Dru was always my
other half. I know when I left, you had to take care of her. I imagine
that's where the feeling became so messed up. I love you Spike. But,
Drusilla is and always will be mine."
 

"I did too love her. She's my princess" Spike protested.
 

Angelus looked at Willow. "I see you've met Willow."
 

"Keep your eyes off her" Spike warned.
 

"Why? She's the one I chose for you. A perfect addiction to our family."
Angelus said, smiling slightly.
 

Spike snorted, "You wanted her for herself, you mean."
 

"I told you, Drusilla is mine." Angelus smirked, "But thinking I wanted
Willow made her all the more appealing didn't it?"
 

"You never wanted her." Spike realized. He had been played.
 

"Yes I did. I wanted her as a daughter....I knew she'd be your other
half. I just had to wait until you saw it."
 

"Ahem...excuse me" Willow said, drawing their attention. "Do you mean to
tell me you deliberately tried to provoke Spike into going after me so
that you could have Dru without hurting your little family?"
 

"Worked well, didn't it?" Angelus said.
 

"So, you aren't mad that Spike and I uh that we had sex. In fact, you
are encouraging a relationship. Good god...I must be dreaming" Willow
said, running her hand over her face.
 

"Whole heartedly encourage" Angelus said. "She's the fire you need,
Spike. Your other half as Drusilla is mine. Don't let her go. Don't hurt
her either. She's going to be our beautiful fire goddess."
 

Spike sat in silence. He was too stunned to speak. He couldn't believe
it had all been a set up by Angelus. Glancing at his sire, he realized
the older vampire spoke the truth. He did want them all to be a family.
Spike smiled slightly, thankful that he hadn't lost Willow. "I won't
hurt her. Ever."
 

"Good. That's settled. Now, if you both will excuse me, Dru is waiting
up for me. Willow, a pleasure. I will overlook your friendship with the
slayer for now. I will do my best not to challenge her...as long as she
leaves me alone. Spike, we'll speak more in the morning." With that,
Angelus was gone.
 

Spike and Willow looked at each other before Willow began to smile.
"Well, Spike. It looks like I have daddy's approval. What shall we do
now?"
 

Spike pulled her to him, kissing her fiercely. "Celebrate. Got a
question for you, luv."
 

"Yes Spike?" she asked, running her mouth over his face.
 

"Top or bottom?" he smirked before pushing her back to the bed. Their
laughter soon turned to moans as Angelus chuckled outside the door
before going to find Drusilla. Those two were meant for each other. He
so loved being right.
 

*******THE END*********

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