It had been three days since they hurt Willow. Rupert had been glad she was getting back to normal. He had been gathering as much information about the Initiative as he could, looking for a way to bring them down. From his training with the Watchers Council, he knew vengeance was frowned upon. To hell with the council, Rupert thought. He was glad Willow was not broken, as Spike had put it. Rupert had been surprised that the group had not picked up on the raw passion that flew between Willow and Spike.

Rupert had loved to watch as Spike patiently taught Willow how and where to punch and kick. It was then that the most sparks flew between Willow and Spike. Rupert was amazed at how quickly she learned the basic moves. Rupert and Spike had designed the basement of Spike's place to be a training center. The weekend had gone by so fast. Spike watched as Willow stretched out and then headed for the large hot tub. Spike walked over to Rupert and lit a cigarette.

"Spike, she's getting good."

"She has yet to reach her full potential." Spike said.

"I am glad she has you." Rupert told Spike, embracing his former enemy.

"She needs us both, Rupert." Spike said.

"I know, but she needs you more." Rupert said.

"Are you boys fighting over me?" Willow asked.

"No." Both men said in unison.

"I need you both." Willow said.

"I am glad that someone still needs me." Rupert said with a boyish smile. Willow smiled back.

"Be careful." Spike cautioned Willow.

"I will. I will play them all, and they will die." Willow said with a very evil grin on her face.

Rupert watched as Willow gave Spike a kiss on the cheek and then Spike left. Rupert watched as Willow lit the long cigarette. He looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

"Spike said you told him to get me these. Thank you. I like them." Willow said, kissing his cheek. Rupert smiled, glad some of the passionate Willow he so cherished was returning. Willow grabbed her backpack and let Rupert walk her to her dorm. He hugged her close. Willow had taken a deep breath and entered Stevenson Hall.

Willow had turned her key into the lock and found a very worried slayer, a blond commando and Graham.

"Wills, where have you been?" the slayer asked.

"I went to visit Delia, you didn't get my note?" Willow asked. Willow had noticed how Graham's eyes darkened at her lie.

"Sorry, we were worried." Buffy said, hugging her friend.

"I feel bad, I didn't mean to make you worry." Willow said, hugging her friend back. Willow watched as Buffy and Riley left, leaving her alone with Graham in the dorm room.

"You lied to her." He said.

"I know." Willow replied. She walked over to Graham and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I needed time alone to think. She would not have understood. Please don't be mad at me." Willow said softly.

"I missed my girl." Graham said.

"I'm back." Willow said placing a kiss on his cheek. Graham smiled. "I will see you in anthropology." He said and left.

Willow walked over to her bed and fell back into her favorite blanket. She closed her eyes and scanned her room. She grinned when she found a hidden camera in the vent. She reached over and opened her backpack, pulling out the new book of spells Spike had given her. She grinned as she saw spells that would be very useful to her. Let the games begin, she told herself.

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Tara had known something had happened to Willow. She felt it. Ever since she had anchored Willow on the astral plane, she was connected to her. Tara had called, but had only gotten the answering machine. Tara had left a message. Nobody returned her call. Tara had seen Willow in class. She walked in the direction of Willow. Forrest shot her a look and she turned in the other direction. She feared for her friend. Please, goddess, Tara silently prayed, don't let them hurt her.

Tara had quickened her pace, not wanting anyone to see her. She was trying to control the tears that were falling from her eyes. She didn't realize the person was there until she bumped into him. She recognized him instantly. "I'm s-s-s-orry."

"It is quite alright. Tara?" Rupert asked. He was convinced this was Willow special friend. He could see why Willow imagined doing things to her.

"Mr. Giles?" Tara nervously asked. She saw the concern written in his face. She could see why Willow had a crush on him.

Rupert bent down and picked up her papers for her. "I am sorry."

"Tara, please call me Rupert or Giles. No one calls me Mr. Giles. That is my drone of a father." Rupert said. He saw Tara smile.

"Ok, Rupert, I mean Giles." Tara said. She was trying to control her shaking.

"Tara, are you alright, you seem upset. Is there anything I can do?" Rupert asked her. He knew Willow had wanted to talk with Tara, but Graham had kept her on a tight leash.

"It is a long story." Tara said, looking at the ground.

"Tara, you can talk to me."

"Willow trusts you, so I too." Tara said.

Rupert smiled. He found himself comparing Tara to a topaz. She shined bright as day, with many different facets. "Do you like tea?"

"I love tea, with chocolate chip cookies." Tara said, grinning like the Cheshire cat from Alice In Wonderland.

"You know, Tara, I have a brand new bag of Chips Ahoy, shall we have tea and cookies?" Rupert said, trying to keep a strait face.

The walk to Rupert's apartment was nice. They had stopped at the magic shop. Rupert had purchased some jasmine scented candles, some fresh sage and some gingerroot. He saw Tara smelling the incense. He saw her walk over to the books. She is truly lovely, he thought to himself.

Tara saw his smile, she blushed. He had purchased some incense and a book for Tara. He carried the package and they walked quickly to his apartment. They had timed it well as it began to rain. They both laughed and shook their heads as they had gotten a little bit wet.

Tara had always liked his apartment. She saw the guitar, perched on its stand. Tara walked over and strummed the strings. Tara sat on the couch and watched as Rupert had put the water on for tea. "Thank you for the spell book, Rupert." Tara said softly.

"It is no bother, you are quite powerful." Rupert said to her, as her entered the room, caring the tray holding the teapot, cups, sugar and a plate of chocolate chip cookies.

"Not that powerful." Tara corrected him.

"Tara, you are powerful, just unfocused." Rupert said to her. She smiled as she sipped the warm tea.

"Rupert, I think something happened this weekend, something bad." Tara noticed the change in Rupert's demeanor.

"Can you be more specific?" Rupert asked.

"Willow and I went on the astral plane, to figure out about the whole Buffy/Faith thing. Since then Willow and I have been connected. I felt something happen to her. I went to see her today, but then I saw Forrest. Forrest and I don't quite get along. Forrest has issues. The look he gave me, sent chills down my spine, I ran. I needed to talk to Willow. Did something happen?"

Rupert took a large swig of his tea. "Rupert, have you ever spoken without using words?" Tara asked nervously.

"Yes, it is the most stimulating conversation. Would you like to?"

"Please?" Tara asked. Rupert asked Tara to light the candles. Tara lit them at once and sat on the couch facing Rupert. They had spread the herbs, closed their eyes and began the chant. They felt the rush of energy flow through them. Tara asked Rupert how he became a watcher. Rupert asked how she got started as a wicca. They sat still for hours. Tara found herself leaning into Rupert's voice. She loved his accent, it relaxed her. Tara leaned forward, brushing her lips across his. His hands traveled up her arms, following the curve of her shoulders, up her neck and into her thick golden hair. He pressed his lips against her, slowly slipping his tongue into her mouth. The kiss was electric for both of them.

Rupert could not believe the intensity of her kisses. Her tongue moved in his mouth, exploring, conquering him. Rupert groaned as her fingers dug into his scalp. The images flooded his mind. He felt her fear, her anger and her sadness. Rupert felt his eyes water. He felt Tara slowly remove herself from his arms. "Did they hurt her too?" Tara asked, on the verge of tears.

"Yes." Rupert said softly.

"Bastards." Tara said.

"I know." Rupert said to her. They held each other for a moment, catching their breath. They also struggled with raging emotions. It was the key turning in the lock that caught their attention. Buffy glared daggers at the girl in Rupert's arms.

Rupert had seen Willow roll her eyes. Willow picker up on the look of Rupert's face. "Tara, I need your help with a spell. C'mon." Willow said, helping Tara out of the room. Rupert silently thanked Willow's attention to detail.

"Cradle-robbing much?" Buffy asked, annoyed that the girl was here.

"Yes, she has many hidden talents. May I remind you that I am allowed a personal life?" Giles asked.

"But she is strange and way too young for you." Buffy said as she plopped down on his couch.

"You are in no position to talk young lady. You slept with your mortal enemy, who is 230 some odd years older than you. Mind your tongue." Rupert said having been stunned by his slayer's insensitivity.

"Whatever." Buffy said, holding her hand up to Giles.

"Patrol?" Rupert asked.

"Five vamps, no funky demons." Buffy said, flipping through one of Giles mail-order catalogs.

"Very well, I almost hate to be rude, but I have a guest and wish to spend quality time alone with her." Rupert said to her.

Buffy just shook her head, mumbled gross and left.

Rupert looked in the direction of his room and found Willow standing in the doorway. Her beauty never ceased to amaze him. "Where is Tara?" Rupert asked.

"She freshening up. They hurt her too." Willow said.

"She told me. I told her. Forgive me." Rupert said, giving Willow a hug.

"She knew. Rupert, she knew and no one else suspects." Willow said.

"We can kill them." Rupert said.

"I want to help. I need to." Tara said. She walked over to Rupert and put her arm around him. Willow smiled as she saw the sparks between them. Rupert then smiled as the girls hugged each other. It was their kiss that made Rupert instantly hard. Tara had put one hand in Willow's red hair and one hand in Rupert's hair. "We never celebrated my birthday." Tara said with a grin.

"I told her about what you and Spike did for me on my birthday." Willow said with a mischievous grin. Willow then led Tara into the master bedroom. Rupert watched as the girls cuddled on his king-size bed. He loved watching Willow's talented tongue tease Tara's aggressive tongue.

Rupert then climbed on the bed and began to kiss Tara's neck. "She's lovely." Willow whispered.

"Liquid honey." Rupert said teasing her earlobe.

Willow then watched as Rupert took his time undressing Tara. Willow watched as Rupert's talented hands tease Tara's creamy flesh. Willow smiled as Tara moaned and whimpered. Willow remembered the nights when those hands teased her, taking her to her limits. Willow had known that Rupert had cared for Tara and wanted her. Willow also remembered telling Tara about her high school crush she had on Rupert. Both girls agreed Rupert was divine.

"Willow, join us." Tara whispered as Rupert teased her pebbled nipple.

"I want to watch." Willow whispered.

Willow licked her lips, as she watched Rupert bring Tara to an orgasm. Willow felt a pulling sensation in her stomach and felt her desire increase. Willow found her fingertips teasing her neck. She had never known how sensitive she was until Spike had nibbled on her in the heat of passion. Willow closed her eyes and felt her blood begin to stir. Willow then climbed on the bed and licked Rupert's fingers. "Tara tastes wonderful."

Willow then left the room and went out to the guest room where she found Spike lying on the bed smoking his trademark cigarette. "Spike." Willow said in a husky voice.

Spike looked up at her with his intense eyes. "Red."

Willow licked her lips. She slowly walked over to the bed. Willow then straddled Spike. His lips curled up at the ends. Willow took the cigarette out of Spike's mouth and inhaled it deeply. Willow then kissed Spike deep forcing her tongue and the smoke into his mouth. Spike held Willow tight as she kissed him. Spike buried his hands into her hair, loving its softness. Spike held her to him until her need for air caused her to pull away breathless.

"I missed my fire." Spike said as he placed tiny kisses on her sensitive neck. Spike then slipped his hand up her shirt and fondled her breast. Willow moaned as his thumbs teased her nipples. Willow squirmed against Spike's hardness.

"You tease me." Spike growled.

"You love it, Spike, I can tell." Willow giggled.

"I should bite you for that." Spike said.

"You would love to sink those teeth into my neck." Willow said. "Vamp out."

Spike let his true face show. Willow smiled and kissed him. She ran her tongue along his lethal canine. Willow then let the tip of his canine cut her tongue. She deeply kissed Spike. Spike growled when he tasted her sweet blood. He loved her aggression, her passion and her impulses. Spike quickly slipped his hand up the skirt she was wearing. He found her dripping wet. He quickly teased her. He kept kissing her as the orgasm ripped through her. Spike let his human face come through after she came. "Feel better, Luv?"

"No, I need to feel you in me. Please Spike?" Willow asked him with big eyes.

Spike stroked the side of her face. "I can never deny you anything. Ever."

Willow smiled as Spike kissed her, she relaxed as Spike undressed her.

Willow moaned as Spike kissed her all over. Spike then began to play with her sensitive clit. "You are radiant in the moonlight."

"Thank you." Willow moaned out as Spike's cool tongue teased her harden nipple.

Willow let her hands find Spike's erection. Willow groaned when she felt how hard he was. She knew he was going crazy. Willow loved the effect he had on her and the way he responded to her. The thought crossed Willow's mind and she said exactly what she was thinking. "Does it hurt?"

"Does. What. Hurt?" Spike asked Willow as he kissed her neck.
"The bite." Willow said as her hand teased his erection.

"Depends on the type of bite." Spike said. His hand had been playing with her breast.

"Different bites?" Willow asked.

"Yes, If I wanted to attack you, the bite would be deep and painful. If I was just really hungry, it would be deep and if it was in passion, it would be shallow, just enough to taste your blood. I have been told it can be quite pleasurable."

"Been told?"

"Never wanted to pleasure a human."

"And to me?"

"I would make it feel good. I wouldn't hurt you, unless you asked me too."

"Do you want my neck?" Willow said.

"I want all of you." Spike said before kissing her. Spike then rolled them over on the bed, so he was on top of her. Willow moaned under his cool body.

"Please.." Willow whimpered as Spike's cock was near her heat.
Spike kissed her deeply and entered her slowly. He knew she had not been with anyone since they hurt her. He kept his thrust very slow. "Crimson?"

"More." Willow whimpered.

Spike then filled her. He loved how she looked as she thrashed and bucked underneath him. Spike was struggling for control, as she was so tight and so hot. Spike reached between them and found her swollen clit. Spike teased her to an orgasm. He knew he was losing his control. His face changed. Willow bared her neck. Spike bit into the base of her neck, near the backside. He felt Willow come as soon as his teeth broke her skin. The rush of blood was the intense experience Spike had ever felt. It was like purifying him. It took all his control to slide his teeth out. He licked her wound until it was clean. He reveled in hearing her heartbeat try and calm itself down. He continued to lie on top of her, under her breathing had slowed down.

"Wow." Willow said. Spike smiled as he admired her sweat-covered body.

Willow held him tight, keeping her legs wrapped around him. Spike felt her hands in his hair. He purred low for her. "Why did you call me Crimson?"

"Sounds better than red. Crimson is a deeper red."

"You mean that you aren't going to make me sound like a pirate anymore?" Willow joked.

"You are not a pirate, I am. You are treasure."

"Your treasure." Willow said.

"Eternally mine." Spike asked.

"Until we are dust and bones." Willow replied.

"So, Crimson, what is our Rupert doing?" Spike asked as he and Willow now lie side by side on the bed.

"Well, judging from the moans and grunts, Rupert is making a new friend."

"And whom is this new friend?"

"Tara."

"Tara, Tara?"

"Yes, my girlfriend Tara. When I came downstairs, Rupert had her nice and wet. She tasted yummy." Willow said.

"You and Tara did what?"

"Rupert teased her with his wonderful fingers and I licked them clean." Willow said.

"Interesting. However, I am not interested in sharing at this point." Spike said kissing Willow hard. She groaned and kissed him back just as passionately. It was the knocking on the door that had stopped them. Spike growled when Willow said to come in.

Spike had propped Willow on him and pulled her hair to the side, letting his bite show. Spike had begun to kiss Willow's neck. Rupert opened the door wearing only some jeans and sporting some lovely nail marks on his chest and a big hickey on his neck.

Spike smiled. "Rupert, you look thoroughly fucked."

Willow blushed as she saw Rupert admiring Spike's mark on her. "Buffy called here looking for Willow. She is coming over. Soon." Rupert said and left.

"Can I kill her?" Spike asked as he ran a thumb over her hardened nipple.

Willow groaned as he teased her. "No, I wish we could just stay like this a lot longer. You should go before any of the commando's come here. I do not want to lose you." Willow said as she slipped her hand under the covers and onto Spike's erect cock. Willow grinned as he growled. Willow watched as Spike got dressed and kissed her goodbye.

Willow called Buffy to say she was heading back o the campus since it was dark. Willow then did the spell that covered her mark to all humans, vampires would see it, but not a human. Willow hoped Buffy wanted to just hang out with Riley. She was tired from school, stress and the sex. She already missed the feeling of his teeth in her. Willow took a deep breath and opened the door. Buffy and Riley were in a serious tonsil-hockey situation. Willow smiled as Buffy and Riley quickly disengaged.

"Hey Wills!" Buffy cheered.

"Hey!" Willow said.

"How was the prophecy?" Buffy asked.

"Vague as usual. We are trying to see which Latin dialect it is in. In the ones we tried it made no sense. My eyes hurt. They wrote really small in the eleventh century." Willow groaned and rubbed her eyes for effect.

"Bronze tonight?" Riley asked.

"Willow, we could Bronze tonight." Buffy said.

"Graham said he had to work though." Willow replied.

"Graham has someone to cover for him so he will be getting off a couple of hours early." Riley said.

Willow had noticed the commanding tone Riley had used with her. Ok, playtime then, Willow thought to herself. "Great. I will need to shower and get ready."

Riley stood up and told Buffy he had some papers to grade and he would see her there.

"Ok. We Bronze." Willow said in mock defeat.

"I'm gonna shower now." Buffy said and bolted for the bathroom.

Willow lie back and rolled her eyes. Then the idea hit her. Willow went into her closet. She saw the elegant green dress Rupert and Spike had gotten for her on her birthday. She decided it was too fancy for this occasion. Willow grabbed the new jeans that Spike had bought for her with the silk green camisole top and her boots. She waited until Buffy had come back and took her shower. She ran her fingers over the two holes in her neck. Willow then finished her shower and got ready. Willow smiled at her reflection as the jeans hugged her like a second skin. "I'm five by five." Willow said out loud and began laughing. She put her make-up on and went into the dorm.

Buffy jumped when she saw Willow enter the dorm. "Are you evil?" Buffy joked.

"Coming from the slayer, should I be offended?" Willow asked. It was at that point Willow realized just how much Buffy felt the world revolve around her.

"No, it's just different." Buffy said.

"I hope that Graham likes it." Willow said.

The girls walked over to the Bronze. It was louder than Willow remembered it being. She saw Xander and Anya at the table. The other couple, Rupert and Tara were locked in a deep kiss. Willow smiled, happy that Rupert had someone all his own. Tara had dragged Willow out on the dance floor.

Willow enjoyed moving to the music. Some boys had gathered around them, but Willow and Tara ignored them. Willow felt free as she swayed to the music. She felt a strong arm wrap around her waist. On instinct, she turned around and backhanded the person.

"Oh, honey, I am so sorry, I didn't know it was you. Forgive me?" Willow asked.

"Forgiven." Graham said as he hugged Willow. Willow smiled as Forrest joined the group. Buffy had refused to make eye contact with Tara. Willow just tried to ignore Buffy's rudeness.

"Shall we head home?" Rupert had whispered in Tara's ear. The group had seen Tara nod and the couple had said their good byes.

"She's weird." Buffy said in front of the group.

"She doesn't drive stick." Forrest said off handedly.

"Oh, I think she'll be riding the British Rail tonight." Willow said with a smirk, remembering Tara's groaning. Buffy just shook her head.

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