Rating: NC17
Pairing: Willow/Spike
Summary: Spike is hungry and Willow is dessert
Spoilers: Season 5 of Angel
A/N: I so cheated! I wrote a steamy Draco/Hermione/Blaise smutlet tonight and just loved it and decided that I would adapt some of the 'best parts' for my Spillow friends since most of y‘all don‘t read my HP fics…yes, it’s lazy (hey, it took me a bit of time to spin it into Spillow and change some of the characteristics since the characters are not exactly the same!), but it’s Spillow smut so forgive me! *smile*
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Willow was sitting at the table, her green eyes watching Spike as he slowly walked towards her, a wicked smile on his handsome face. He finally reached her, leaning over and claiming her lips in a passionate kiss. His tongue took possession of her mouth as he lifted her from the chair and eased her onto the table. His hands moved behind her, gripping her ass and pulling her against his cloth covered erection, grinding against her slowly, teasingly. Her body was on fire, the scent of sex thick in the air mixing with the natural scents he now associated with his lover: jasmine, apples, magic, and a unique scent that he would never grow tired of smelling.
Spike’s hands moved over her soft curves, his body rocking against hers. His blue eyes were gleaming with desire as he moved her to sit on the table, his hand stroking his cock as he watched her.She was so beautiful, so lovely, and she was his. Spike finally released her mouth, his teeth nibbling her bottom lip as he huskily said, "I think it’s time for dessert."
"Spike," Willow groaned as she pushed against him, needing him inside her now. Damn annoying bastard, she thought crossly when she saw the knowing look in his gorgeous eyes and knew he was going to deliberately tease her even longer to prove that he could make her beg. God, she loved when he got playful like this.
They'd been together a while now, their relationship starting as friends after she arrived in LA with Faith and some of the other slayers to help him and Angel fight the Partners, not arriving in time to save Wesley or Fred, but managing to help the others survive. She had remained in LA, having no interest in going back to her empty apartment in Rio, her breakup with Kennedy amicable but still leaving her a bit lonely. She had stayed and helped them rebuild their agency, becoming close friends with Spike and, eventually, falling in love with him.
"Now, now, Willow," Spike arched a brow, "Who is it that is always telling me patience is a virtue?"
"Bastard," Willow glared at him, her eyes moving over his bare chest and a fresh wave of arousal sweeping over her. She licked her lips, preparing to move forward and lick his neck and chest, unable to do so when she felt something cold on her breasts. She gasped and looked down, her eyes widening when she saw Spike spraying whipped cream and chocolate sauce all over her chest and stomach. She inhaled sharply when he deliberately moved the nozzle of the whipped cream over her sensitive clit, stroking her with the can of spray topping as his eyes looked into hers, a devilish smile on his handsome face.
"Looks delicious," he murmured before leaning forward, his mouth finally on her breast. His tongue slid over her perky breast before licking her nipples, sucking and nibbling on her sensitive buds. Releasing her breast, he looked into her pretty green eyes and smiled, "Dessert is served," before he went back to licking and sucking her left breast, the can of whipped cream beside them as his fingers delved into her soaking pussy.
Willow was moaning, her hand in his short blond hair, urging him closer, her body thrashing on the table as he sucked her sensitive nipples and fucked her teasingly with his fingers. Spike reluctantly released Willow’s breast and moved his head lower, licking his way down her stomach. He unfastened his jeans and released his cock, pushing the material past his slender hips and down his legs, kicking it off before he was soon distracted by the sweet scent of her cunt. Moving his head forward, his ran his tongue along her slit, loving the taste of her. Using two fingers to spread her open, he slid his tongue into her wetness, lapping at the edges of her pussy before curling his tongue and thrusting it into her. She cried out as she moved against his face, his nose brushing against her clit as he feasted on her secretions. His tongue moved inside her pussy before he licked her outer lips, sometimes licking her clit, never setting a definite pattern so that she would not think him predictable.
Spike raised his head, his handsome face covered with her wet juices, his lips curved into a sexy smile as he watched her face. He moved a finger into her pussy as he began to lick her clit, adding a second then a third finger. He kept his eyes on her ace as he sucked her clit, his fingers curving and touching her in the spot he knew would cause her to come fast and hard. He watched her mouth open as she began to gasp, her body flushed and sweaty and glistening with his saliva, her pelvis thrusting down to meet his plunging fingers. With a knowing smile, he grazed her clit with his teeth, watching her explode.
She came with a soft cry, her hands gripping the edge of the table. The juices spilled from her pussy into Spike’s eager mouth, his tongue continuing to lick her throughout her orgasm. Before she could come calm down, he was standing and pulling her to the edge of the table. She whimpered as he thrust his cock into her, her body adjusting to his width as his hands moved beneath her ass and began to pull her against him. Her right leg moved over his shoulder as her left moved around his waist, resting above his butt, allowing him to penetrate her even deeper.
Spike’s mouth caught hers, sharing her taste with her, sucking her tongue into his mouth as he fucked her. He pushed into Willow, her muscles tightening around him, her lips on his neck and chest as he fucked her hard, wanting to hear his name on her lips. They had only been together a few months and, though he knew she loved him, he was highly possessive and liked to hear her say it constantly so that any doubts he had of losing her, of her waking up one day and realizing that she was far too good for him, would fade away as soon as her eyes looked into his.
The blond vampire ran his tongue over his lips before catching Willow’s mouth in a deep kiss. She eagerly sucked his tongue, pushing down against Spike’s thrusting cock, needing him inside her. She felt fingers in her hair as her lover brushed the soft red locks away from her face, his fingers tracing the curve of her cheek as they kissed. She could feel a familiar tension building between her thighs and slowly spreading over her entire body as Spike’s thrusts increased.
Spike felt her fingernails in his back as she moved against him, her breasts pressing against his chest, her mouth brushing kisses against his cheeks and neck, sucking his sensitive flesh into her mouth. He concentrated on Willow, deciding that he had teased her enough for now. She was gasping and moaning and begging him, music to his ears. He wanted to hear her scream his name in pleasure, his thrusts becoming deeper.
Willow was babbling incoherently as Spike began to move deeper and faster, his fingers having a bruising grip on her ass. There’d be marks on her butt in the morning for certain, but she didn’t mind. Her head fell back and her body arched off the table as the vampire’s fingers twisted her clit and Spike sunk deep inside. She whimpered as she came, thrashing beneath him as the her blond lover continued to move inside her, finally groaning her name as he came, his seed flooding her pussy and spilling down her thighs as he continued to thrust into her, her muscles milking his cock until he was spent. She felt his fangs bury themselves in her neck, his tongue lapping at her blood as he slowly stopped moving inside her.
Willow fell against the table, her breathing ragged, a sated smile on her pretty face as she brushed her fingers through Spike’s hair. She smiled at her lover as she shifted positions on the table to get more comfortable. She brushed her lips against his before snuggling against him. With a satisfied sigh, her lips curved into a smirk as she decided, "I think you should be in charge of dessert every night, Spike."
*the end*