Personality         Body
Willow              Angel
Spike               Cordelia
Angel               Willow
Cordelia            Spike
 

NOTHING BUT TROUBLE (7/?)
 

Willow watched as Angel tapped her foot, her slim arms crossed as he glared
at her. She wanted nothing more than to simply fall asleep and wake up back
in her own body. "The spell messed up."
 

"Duh" Cordelia said, rolling her blue eyes.
 

"Don't do that" Spike said, smacking his own leg. "You look like a damn poof
acting so girly."
 

"Excuse me? I am a girl, idiot" Cordelia reminded Spike. She felt the demon
rise as a whiff of blood came to her. She wrinkled her nose in disgust,
"Eww...you can smell me!"
 

Angel chuckled, his hand going to rub her thigh in sympathy "It's ok Delia.
It isn't that obvious...it's in the final phase."
 

Willow was frozen by the sight of her hand on Spike's leg. Sure, it was
really Angel and Cordelia but to see her body so close to the man she
wanted....it was a bit too much to take. "Ahem, hands."
 

Angel glanced to his right and saw both Cordelia and his eyes on his hand. He
glanced down realizing that it was not his hand giving Cordelia reassurance,
it was Willow's. From the others reactions, the sight was flustering them. He
smiled, a wicked gleam entering his green eyes. Somehow, from what he had
heard, Spike had been aware of the spell. So, it was really as much his as it
was WIllow's fault. What better way for revenge, Angel decided. He
deliberately let his hand drift higher, his eyes on the growing bulge in
Spike's pants. They couldn't control how their bodies' reacted to each other.
"What about hands?"
 

"Bloody hell, you wanker. Get away from my body" Spike demanded, his voice
high pitched. He was getting turned on watching. Damn silly cheerleader. One
would think she was a virgin from how wet she got from every little thing.
 

"Oh, but Spikey, it's such a fantastic body" Cordelia said in his voice. She
had caught the wink Angel had thrown her and realized that it was payback
time. She brought large hands up to caress the masculine chest. "All these
muscles..who would have thunk it? I almost hated putting clothes on to cover
such a drool worthy sight...."
 

"Get your hands off of me" Spike said, straightening suddenly, "Bloody
fucking hell. You perverted little bitch. You got naked?"
 

Cordelia snorted as she began to leisurely unfasten the shirt covering
Spike's torso. "Honey, you sleep nude. Rather hard to miss that...Speaking of
hard, such dreams you have..."
 

Spike felt a wave of panic at the lusty look in his own blue eyes. Damn bitch
had also seen one of his dreams. He was going to strangle Willow when this
spell was finished. "You didn't..."
 

Cordelia smiled sweetly, the shirt falling from her shoulders. She saw
Angel's body shift as her own came into view. "Wank? Oh you betcha...Hell,
this is the only change I'm going to have to ever have a cock...you think I
could simply let that huge thing go down? Think again, blondie. Besides, you
had to see my private areas."
 

"Delia!" Angel said, his green eyes glaring at the girl in the body of his
childe, "You didn't tell me that."
 

"What? You've seen his cock. My god...it's huge. No offense honey, but it's
so much thicker than yours...I had to touch it. I mean, it was right there
all nice and hard and wet....I did clean up afterwards. Besides, you can't
tell me you didn't have a little viewing session of your own."
 

"Angel!" Willow shrieked as heat flooded her face. She saw the color and
realized suddenly why it was so obvious when she was blushing. "No...please
tell me you didn't...."
 

Angel shrugged Willow's shoulders, "What? This is the first time I've been in
a human body in over two hundred years, a live one that is. And damn Willow,
the journal entries? How on earth was I suppose to read those and not react?"
 

"You read my journal?" Willow said, her voice soft and hurt.
 

"It was laying there...open. I couldn't help it. Besides, I had no idea what
was going on. For all I knew it was a dream." Angel looked at his own face
apologetically, "I'm sorry. But the heat wouldn't leave until I did something
about it. I uh didn't use anything except my fingers...I mean, your
fingers...and god damn, but you're gorgeous..I don't know why you want to
hide this delicious body..."
 

"Fucking bastard" Spike hissed, his brown eyes burning into Angel's
face..well, Willow's face. His fucking sire had touched Willow. His Willow.
"I'm going to kill you."
 

Willow laughed sharply, "We both got dressed and sat here. I wish now I had
simply fucked Spike on the cabinet as I wanted to. Seems neither of you could
control the urge. BUT, I respected you enough not to do something in a body
that wasn't mine. Guess I see who respects who in this friendship."
 

Angel and Cordelia shifted uncomfortably under their burning gazes. They knew
it had been wrong to masturbate in bodies that weren't theirs, but it had
felt good. Both of their friends were too damn blind to realize they wanted
each other and the passion they were keeping in check was impossible to
ignore. But, they should have known better. "Sorry."
 

"Sorry? You touched me, Angel...I know it was my hands and my body, but it
was your mind...you did things I'm sure no one, not even myself, have done.
And Cordelia? You violated Spike. Took advantage of some dream and used it as
an excuse to experience pleasure through his body. That is so wrong...and
here I felt guilty for casting the damn spell in the first place. That was
nothing compared to what you two did" Willow said, disappointed in a way but
strangely excited by what Angel had said. He thought she was delicious.
 

"God Willow. You make it sound like I raped him or something. He was the one
that was hard. I had no idea how to make it go away. Damn, I did try. But
even the smell of your shampoo brought the damn thing back. Is it my fault he
wants to fuck you six ways from Sunday? No...Is it my fault you two live
together despite the blazing attraction between you? No...is it Angel's fault
that you want Spike so much you can't even look at him without getting wet? I
think not. So, don't blame us for just doing what you yourselves probably
have to do every damn morning since you're both too scared to admit you want
each other and want to shag like bunnies!" Cordelia said, glaring them both.
 

"What did you say?" Spike asked, glancing at his sire's face and seeing the
way Willow was avoiding looking at anyone. "You want me? Not Peaches?"
 

Willow shrugged, her broad shoulders, "It's never been Angel...always you.
What about Delia?"
 

Spike snorted, "Just a stupid crush in the beginning....damn, we're idiots."
 

"I'll agree with that" Angel said, grinning as he watched his childe and
friend finally realize they were in love.
 

"Shut up" both voices said as they looked at each other.
 

"It's you I love, pet" Spike said, his voice soft.
 

"You moron. I wish you'd told me that sooner. We could have avoided this
entire fiasco" Willow said, smiling. "I love you too, Spike."
 

"Ah, how touching" Cordelia said, amusement in her blue eyes. "BUT, no
kissing in our bodies. It's only fitting that your first kiss be in your own
bodies."
 

"Right" Willow said, nodding, not able to tear her eyes away from the body
Spike was in. This was so damn confusing. "It's only suppose to last a day.
Tomorrow, we'll be back to normal."
 

"Explanations can wait until then" Spike said, knowing if he were going to
face his sire, he wanted to be back in his own body. He still couldn't
believe the damn cheerleader had jerked him off. Remembering her explanation,
he could resist a masculine smile. She thought he was bigger than Angel. Take
that, Peaches, he thought gleefully.
 

"Until then, anyone up for a game of scrabble?" Angel suggested

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