He hated these research sessions. He hated having to be in Sunnydale at all. He felt a rush of air close to his ear.
Look at her....isn't she delish?....wouldn't you love to run your hands through that red hair....kiss those tasty lips...see if she tastes as sweet as she looks.....make her cry out your name....beg for release....her eyes half closed in desire...her body exhausted from passion....think about making her yours....teaching her about passion and lust....she is so innocent...wouldn't you love to claim her......you can't let that hairy wolf have her....she deserves so much more......she needs a true man....a man like you....think about her, Spike....Think about what all you and she could do....could have...together.......
Spike frowned as the voice whispered in his ear. He must be going daft. What the hell? Willow? He had never really thought about her that way.....Well, if he were honest, she may have crossed his mind once or twice, but never lingered. He'd sworn of women. Hmm....Willow....
Willow looked at Buffy and frowned. Since Spike had started to help them, her friend's skirts had gotten even shorter, her shirts more low cut. (She needs to keep her boobs out of my Spike's face...my Spike? What a laugh....he doesn't know that I'm alive. Besides, he probably likes her skimpy little hussy wear.)
"Wills? Earth to Wills?'"
"Sorry Buff. Was just thinking."
Buffy smiled. "I've told you, you think to much...you need to get out. Get yourself some action. Hell, it doesn't even have to be a man. There is this great little shop over on Staunton Ave. They have every little toy imaginable."
"BUFFY!" Willow shrieked at her friend, feeling her face warm.
She and Oz had made out, but she had never taken it to the final step. She just hadn't felt the need. Now, he was not hers anymore.
Buffy laughed. "What? It is a viable alternative to nameless sex. In fact, much better in my experience."
"You?" Willow squeaked.
"Yep. Me. Why do you think I don't want a roommate? I can lay back and close my eyes....my toy can be anyone I want it to be....it never leaves me unsatisfied AND it never turns into a horrid monster the next day."
"More than I wanted to know...."Willow muttered.
"C'mon Willow. You are not getting any younger. They have all sorts of shapes and sizes....even different colors. You like green. They have green. Just think, you can be with anyone you want. Hell, I have a date with John Cusack tonight. Imagine, it is all up to you..."
"I don't think so. There just seems something a bit impersonal about plastic. Besides, I'm not in need of THAT right now." Willow said before going back to the table.
Buffy watched her friend and smiled. (Keep telling yourself that Willow....you may eventually believe it. I sure as hell don't.....)
Fate sat and laughed. He loved his job...