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Spike sat at the table and looked around. He was bored. The silly slayer was reading a book and bopping her head to some annoying band that was playing in her headset. The moron was playing a gameboy. And Willow was sitting across from him acting as though he didn't exist. He looked at the other two and smiled. They were both very occupied.

He scooted his chair out a bit and dropped his pencil. No one looked up. He kneeled down and moved under the table. He ran his hand up Willow's leg.

Willow jumped, startled when she felt a cold hand on her leg. She looked up and saw Spike's seat empty. (That bastard...what the hell does he think he's going to do....) She felt his lips on her leg. (Oh ......that....) Suddenly, she looked at her two friends. Thank God, they hadn't noticed her agitation or Spike's disappearance. (He's going to pay for this...)

Spike pushed her legs apart, careful not to accidentally hit the slayer or the moron. Her scent filled his senses. He was surprised to see she wasn't wearing panties. (Naughty girl....) he smiled as he rained kisses along her thigh. He could hear her heart beating faster the closer he got to her center. Her legs tightened around his head. He moved his tongue forward, barely grazing her clit. He heard her groan and then cough, trying to cover it up. He chuckled softly. He rather hoped the damn slayer would look under the table and catch him with his head deep between her friend's legs. Then, this stupid charade could end. He and Willow would be public. Then, he could take her anywhere and everywhere he wanted. He continued to lap at her as her juices started to flow.

Willow gripped her pencil tightly. She hated this. Hate him for doing this. He was making her feel so good and yet, she couldn't do anything about it. She wanted to clear the table and fuck him like crazy. She was to the point where she didn't care if Xander and Buffy watched. Hell, she'd get them popcorn. Why had she come up with that stupid secret idea anyway? Spike was an idiot for agreeing to it. She felt herself cum, as she broke the pencil in half.

Buffy glanced up and noticed Willow's appearance. She was sweaty, her face flushed, her eyes glittering with arousal. The pencil, broken in front of her. Buffy glanced to her right and fought a smile. She bet if she gave a swift hard kick right now, she'd hit herself a blond vampire. She just smiled and looked back down at her book. Willow would spill it soon enough. She could tell it was getting harder for them both. Thinking about Spike and what he was doing, she chuckled as she realized just how 'hard' it was for him right now. Silly Willow....
 

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