Willow woke next to Spike in the big bed. Willow smiled as Spike pulled her close. "Sleep well love?" Spike asked his lover.

"Of course, silly. I slept with you." Willow said tracing circles on Spike's bare chest. "Lover, want to play?"

"With you? Always."

Willow smiled and mounted Spike. She put her lips inches from his own. "With them." Willow whispered. Spike smiled. He noticed the dangerous gleam in her eyes. Spike then kissed her neck as she leaned across him to get her cigarettes.

"So love, " Spike said as his fingertips ran from her shoulder down her arm. "What are you thinking?"

Willow sweetly smiled. "Well, poor Graham has a nasty case of the flu and is on bed rest. Graham worries about me all by myself at night. Maybe Forrest can escort me over to Graham. Have you ever had my chicken soup?"

"No, but I have had many of your other delights." Spike said with a chuckle.

"Anyway, I am sure you and Ripper would love to play with him."

"I would love to play with him, break him like a glass doll and show him how I got the nickname Spike."

"Remember, keep him alive."

"Alive pet?" Spike questioned.

"Alive, for me." Willow said.

"Anything for you my queen."

Spike groaned when Willow kissed his cheek and headed for the shower. He lit another cigarette and closed his eyes. He remembered the terrified girl whose lovely face he held a broken whiskey bottle to. He saw no trace of that girl now. He saw sides of Willow that no one else saw. He then wondered if she knew of the darkness that she is capable of. While he would never admit it, sometimes the way she looked at him gave him the chills.

Spike then lie back in bed, watching his lover towel dry her lovely red hair. His eyes watched as she slowly dressed. He loved watching her. He knew she liked being watched. When she left the bedroom, he slipped on a pair of black boxer shorts and followed her. He saw her walk over to Ripper sitting on a chair, smoking a cigarette. Spike smiled as Willow's hand went into Ripper's hair. Ripper purred for his mistress. "Ripper, my sweet pet, are you ready to play?"

"Yes, mistress." Ripper said.

"Good, I will bring you and Spike one of the men who hurt me. I do need you to keep him alive.

"As you request. I would like to have a go with him. He hurt my Topaz."

"Of course. If Tara would like to play, she is welcome to. We both need closure."

Spike grabbed Willow as she walked away from Ripper. He kissed her deeply. He loved how she would get breathless. "See you at sundown my love." Willow said as she released herself from Spike's embrace.

"Sundown Lover." Spike said. He stepped into the shadows as she eased the door open and walked out into the light.

"She is quite amazing Sire." Ripper said.

"She is poetry in motion. Where is Tara?"

"She had a early morning class and had to leave me."

"Will she be stopping by later?" Spike asked his childe.

"I am not sure. She will call me to let me know. I miss her already sire." Ripper said.

Spike walked over to his newest child. " Ripper, I like you much better with bite." Spike then roughly kissed Ripper.

Ripper purred for his sire. Spike withdrew from the kiss. "We have a long evening ahead of us Ripper. Shall we rest?" Spike asked his child and headed down the hall into his child's bedroom.

Ripper smiled and followed his sire into the bedroom. Even before he was turned, Ripper loved spending afternoons with the blonde vampire. Spike made Ripper feel complete in many ways. He loved when Spike would fill him, or he would fill Spike. Ripper loved how Spike would tease him, either figuratively or literally. Ripper understood the connection between Willow and Spike. He made sure never to let jealousy interfere with that. It worked out well, he had Tara now. She became his passion, his light and his world.

Ripper lie awake while his sire slept. He had felt the sun go down. He knew that whatever Willow planned would start tonight. This made him anxious. He looked forward to the chaos the Willow would bring forth. He remembered vampire Willow from the other world, Ripper knew that Willow was embracing her inner darkness. Ripper slipped his robe on and headed for the kitchen. He had just poured a mug of blood when his sensitive hearing heard the key turn in the lock. He immediately went into his hiding place. He was relieved when Willow entered.

"You are up early, Ripper." Willow said.

"Anxious Mistress."

"I know, I am too. Where is Spike?"

"He is sleeping still Mistress, shall I wake him?" Ripper asked.

"No, let him rest. I wish to be alone with him tonight."

"He is sleeping in my room, Mistress."

"Are you in need of rest, Ripper?"

"No, go to him, he misses you."

"Thank you, do you mind if we use your bed?"

"Not at all." Willow smiled and gave Ripper a kiss on the cheek. She quietly crept down the hall. She licked her lips as she saw Spike lying in the satin sheets. She felt her desire rise. Want. Take. Have. It all made sense now. She quietly undressed and slid into bed. She grinned when she saw Spike's arousal poking out from under the sheets. She then slid herself farther down the bed.

Spike was instantly awake when he felt the warm lips wrapped around his cock. Spike groaned and growled as Willow expertly teased him. Spike tried to touch her, to bring his fingers into her. Willow had moved just out of his reach and it was driving him crazy. "Please, let me taste you." He panted out.

Willow groaned when his hands found her hair. He knew how sensitive she was. He then played with her neck, running his fingers and hands up and down her neck. Willow squirmed and moved closer to her lover. His hand found her ass. He squeezed it, causing Willow to groan. Spike then went to her thigh. His fingers found her clit and began to tease her. Spike loved how Willow lost her concentration and began to mumble as he overloaded her nerves.

Spike had kept Willow just on the edge of the orgasm. He loved tormenting her body this way. He knew he was in trouble when he felt her hands wandering. Willow rubbed her fingers in her pussy, getting them wet. Spike groaned as her fingers traveled over his balls. She carefully wedged her two fingers in to him. Spike started to groan louder. Willow knew he wanted to come. Spike began thrashing underneath her. Willow groaned as Spike thrust in and out of her throat. Spike screamed her name and came deep into her mouth. Spike's hands touched Willow just the way she wanted and she came screaming Spike's name.

Willow then climbed up her lover. "Did you miss me lover?" Willow asked as she panted. She was answered by a very intense kiss from Spike. He then released her at the point of panting. "Always, Princess."

"Are you ready for tonight?" Spike asked his lover, when she had caught her breath.

"Yes, I need to end this. I don't know how much longer I can continue this charade. Every time he touches me, or he kisses my check, I want to vomit."

"Remind me to rip his fingers off so he won't ever touch you again." Spike said. He knew Willow's vengeance would begin on her own timetable, and he wouldn't push it. "I love you so much Willow."

"I love you too. You are my rock, Spike, you have held me together though this, never leave me."

"Princess, I would follow you everywhere. Not even death will keep us apart. This I promise you." Spike said, holding Willow tightly to him.

"Is the basement ready for our guest?" Willow asked, keeping her head on Spike's chest.

"I can assure you, he will be most uncomfortable." Spike said with a chuckle.

"Then we shall play lover." Willow said as she kissed him.

"What is the plan?"

"I will fool them all and they will die." Willow said with a smile on her face.

Willow had gotten dressed and made sure the boys were ready. She let them follow her at a distance to her dorm. Even Spike worried about her alone at night. He knew she was a very capable fighter. That and her magic was a lot stronger and darker.

Willow went into her dorm and waited by the phone. Graham always called her at the same time, every night. Sure enough the phone rang. How utterly predictable, Willow thought to herself.

"Hello?" Willow said into the phone.

"Hey baby, how's my girl?"

"I'm okay." Willow said, running her fingertips over her latest bite from Spike. "Are you feeling better?"

"Same, it all hurts." Graham said as he coughed.

"I made some soup at my mom's earlier, want me to come over? I mean well all know chicken soup is good for you when you are sick." Willow said.

"You shouldn't be out. The HST's have been very active."

"Are you sure I couldn't make you feel better. I hate to see you like this." Willow said. "Besides, I grew up in this town. I will be fine."

"I just worry that's all."

"Afraid the big bad will get me? " Willow asked. She then remembered just how much the big bad had taken her. She smiled.

"You know what I mean." Graham said.

"Ok, I'll get Forrest to bring you here, but if you come over, you are mine tonight. I need my sweetness." Graham said.

Willow shuddered at what Graham said. She hated having to sleep with him, but she knew it was part of the plan. She knew Spike hated the idea of Graham even looking at Willow. "Well, maybe you could get a little sugar."

She heard Graham's chuckle, then his cough. Die in a pool of your own mucus, Willow thought to herself. She said her good byes and hung up the phone. She packed he backpack and waited for Forrest. About ten minutes later, Forrest walked into her dorm room. "You do know about the door and knocking, don't you." Willow said.

"Let's go. I'm tired." Forrest said to Willow.

"Ok, crab-ass."

"Watch that tone with me girl. I am in no mood for you tonight." Forrest said to her.

Willow smiled and said. "Let's get it on."

They walked out of the dorm in silence. Willow knew her boys were near. She felt her blood boil, telling her Spike was around. I hope he bites me in front of Forrest.

"So busy night?"

"You know that's classified."

"Is it me or is it getting cold?" Willow asked. Soon a bone chilling wind blew through.

"What the hell?" Forrest asked.

"Why Forrest?" Willow asked. She knew her boys were watching this, listening to her.

"Why what?" Forrest asked.

"You hurt me." Willow said.

"Excuse me?" Forrest asked.

"You and Graham hurt me and my Spike. That wasn't very nice."

"You have lost it Willow." Forrest said as he started to back up.

"On the contrary, Forrest, I found it." Willow said.

Forrest went for his radio. Willow snapped her hands and it became scorchingly hot in his hand. "Bitch!" He snapped.

Willow laughed. Forrest took a deep breath when he saw her eyes were glowing. "Payback is a bitch, isn't it?" Willow spoke with her mind. Willow stretched out her hand. Forrest felt a hand on his throat, but Willow was a good ten feet away. Forrest watched as she closed her hand and the felt himself being choked. Just before it all went black, Willow released her grip. She saw him stumble and fall down, gasping for air.

"Hey do those blasters hurt?"

"Fuck you, bitch!"

"Not very nice." Willow said in a mocking tone of voice. Willow then walked over to him grabbed him, pulling him to a semi standing position. She then got very in his face.

"You fucked with the wrong girl, boy." She said. Then her knee made contact with his privates. She then let him fall back down to the ground. She lit a cigarette as he whimpered from the pain. She watched him struggle to get into a kneeling position. Again she got near him.

She grabbed his neck, with her own strong hands. "I could kill you right now and no one would ever find the body. Who would come for you? Graham? The Initiative? You will die alone, just not yet." Willow said as she kicked him in the head.

Willow smiled as he grabbed his head and felt blood. "Fuck!"

Willow then smiled and pulled a satchel containing some purple dust. She blew it in Forrest's face. "Sleep well." Willow said laughing.

"Well done lover." Spike said. He walked over to Willow and kissed her. Then Tara and Ripper had shown up. "You rock Willow." Ripper said. Everyone giggled as Forrest's eyes moved around in their sockets. "Oh, yeah, Forrest." Tara said and leaned down, putting her lips just inches from his ear. "Ripper is back, you hurt me, he's gonna really hurt you, and the beauty of it is, he will show me how."

"I couldn't have done this without you guys." Willow said.

"Are you coming back with us?" Ripper asked.

"No, I wish I could." Willow as she kissed Spike. " I have to be waiting for Forrest to pick me up and take me to Graham. We all know just how dangerous this place can be, don't we lover?" Willow said turning to Spike.

"Lots of baddies running around trying to corrupt the innocent maidens in this town." Spike said, taking a puff of Willow's cigarette.

"We are heading back." Riper said, pulling Tara closer to him.

Willow smiled. "Tara, stay at Ripper's. It is safer than the dorms."

"I will. Goodnight Willow. I have a vampire to ravish, I will see you tomorrow."

"Indeed. What no goodbye kiss?" Willow said. The girls quickly kissed on the lips, causing both vampires too purr.

"See ya." Tara said. She was going to say more but Ripper threw Forrest's limp body over his shoulder and was pulling Tara in the direction of the house. Willow watched them leave and smiled. She lit another cigarette. She didn't jump when Spike spoke. "You know, those will kill you love?"

"Spike, we all die a little each day." She told him and kissed him. Willow put her lips to Spike's ear. "I need you now. Please."

Spike purred and snaked his hand down her pants. He was glad to find her soaked. "My kitten loves to play."

"She does." Willow said, groaning as Spike touched her. Willow then slid her hand over Spike's very pronounced erection. Soon Willow had unzipped his pants. Spike had taken a lethal razor-like nail and cut over the seam of her jeans, revealing her state of no panties, just dripping wet pussy. Spike then pushed her against the tree and slid himself into her. Willow groaned as he took her hard. She loved Spike's aggression after a hunt. Willow bucked against him, teasing him. "Spike!" Willow said as the climax took her.

Spike kept on pounding into her, he was addicted to her, he craved her. Soon the pressure in him built up. Spike lost it when Willow had her third climax. She bit his neck, deep. He knew she drew blood on her bite, but he didn't care. He loved the gentle suction she put on. When he came, he grabbed her hard, pulling her hair gently, exposing her long neck. He bit her deeply. He twisted his fangs in her skin. Willow came again. He sucked on her a moment.

Spike finally pulled Willow off him. He licked at her bite. He knew he bit her deeper than he ever had. This bite would scar her and even in death, she would be his. He waited for her frantic heartbeat to calm down. "I love you." Willow panted.

He smiled. He loved her with his whole being. He looked at her with his deep blue eyes and she began to cry. Spike held her as she cried. "What, love, what can I do?"

"Nothing, you just blow me away sometimes." Willow said. She pulled him close, not wanting to let him go. She knew she had to get back, before Buffy did. "I need to..."

"I know."

"I will call you, from Ripper's." Willow said as she tried to rearrange her clothes.

"I will be waiting Princess." Spike said as he watched her walk back to her dorm. Willow had timed her arrival well, about ten minutes later, Buffy came home. Willow was dressed in a pair of jeans. "Hey, Wills?" Buffy asked.

"Hey, what time is it?"

"Nearly midnight."

"Forrest, did he stop by and I missed him."

"No, I haven't seen him."

"He was going to take me to Graham's." Willow said, looking sad.

"I'm sorry Wills."

"Not your fault. Forrest probably got tied up." Willow said.

"I am so tired." Buffy said.

"Me too. I am calling it a night." Willow said. She slept better than she had in months.
 

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