** ** **

      Willow was excited. This was the first weekend in more than a month that she
was going to get to spend some time alone with Spike. It wasn't that she hadn't
had fun spending time with Cordelia and Angel and Buffy and Xander and well,
everyone else.  She just wanted a little quality time with her favorite
vampire. She smiled, opening the refrigerator and placing her purchases inside
for later. Spike was definitely in for a treat.

      Whistling a happy tune, the red head opened a bag of microwave popcorn,
setting the timer on the machine before leaving the room. She listened at the
door to the bathroom for a second, hearing the sound of running water. "Spike!
Almost done with your shower?" She waited for him to answer, hearing nothing.
"Spike?" Without warning the door opened and hard wet arms pulled her into the
steamy bathroom. "SPIKE!!!!!"

      "Yes, luv?" The vampire purred, licking gently along her jugular. Steam poured
by them, escaping into the cooler air of the hallway. He could feel her heart
racing beneath his lips, feel the blood pounding in her veins. She wasn't
scared of him. No, this kind of racing heart was for an entirely different
reason.

      "Just wondering if you were done so we could start the movie," she leaned into
his embrace, not minding the wetness seeping into her clothes. The light kisses
he was placing along her neck were meant to arouse her, she knew. She could
feel the hard length of his arousal pressing into the back of her jeans,
exciting her further.

      "Sure thing, pet," Spike drawled, releasing her suddenly. He felt a warm rush
of pride at the look of lust his touches had sparked in her eyes and marveled
at the way they literally darkened with her desire. "Go change out of those wet
clothes while I finish getting cleaned." He kissed her on the lips before
slipping back into the warm shower.

      Willow nodded, backing out of the bathroom, her whole body on fire from his
simple carresses. She wanted nothing more than to strip and jump in the shower
with him. But that wouldn't do at all. She had plans. If this was any
indication of things to come, though, it was going to be a long night.

** ** **

      The red head looked over at her boyfriend, watching as he laughed at the
movie. She loved the way his laughter spread to his eyes, lighting them up from
behind, the corners crinkling with happiness. She smiled, returning her
attention back to the screen. The scene she was looking for would be coming up
soon, according to what Buffy had told her, and she wanted to be ready. She
leaned over, whispering,"Do you need anything from the kitchen?"

      "No, luv, I'm fine." The blonde replied, his eyes never leaving the screen. He
felt her lips brush lightly over his cheek and then the couch shifted as she
stood up. The vampire had to admit, the movie was funny. He hadn't thought he
would like it at first. Some teenage movie about football players just wasn't
his normal fare. But it was rather amusing. Especially the parts with the pet
pig. Those were his favorite.

      Ten minutes later he realized his witch still wasn't sitting next to him. How
long did it take the chit to get a soda? He missed her cute little arse sitting
next to him, body pressed against his. "Sweets? Need any help?"

      "Be right there, Spikey," her sweet crystal clear voice floated in from the
kitchen.

      "K, pet." His attention was suddenly diverted to the movie as one of the
female characters entered the scene wearing nothing but whipped cream and a
smile. {Bloody hell. What I wouldn't give to see Red in something like that.}

      "You like that, baby?"

      Spike turned, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets at the sight
standing behind him. There she was, the girl of his dreams, her breasts covered
in frothy white cream.  His cock jumped to attention, straining against the
cotton pajama bottoms he was wearing. Standing, his hard member jutting out in
front of him, the blonde made his way over to where his witch was standing, a
smirk on her face and a spray bottle of whipped cream in one hand.

      "Like what you see?" The red head purred, shaking the can of whipped cream
slowly, her hand moving up and down as if she were stroking his hard shaft. She
sprayed a small drop on one of her fingers, licking it off slowly, like she was
sucking on a lollipop.

      "Very much so."

      "Its sticky," She pouted, eyes shining. "Wanna help me get it off?" She moaned
as his lips descended on one of her cream covered nipples almost immediately,
his tongue licking at the sweet substance. Through passion glazed eyes she
tossed the cool can to the couch, wrapping her fingers in the short bleached
hair of her lover. She gasped as his fangs raked across the soft underside of
her breast, drawing thin lines of blood.

      "Delicious, pet," Spike whispered huskily,  licking the remainder of the now
red-tinged cream from the first breast. His lips found hers, pushing against
them forcefully. She moaned, opening her mouth to his the sweet-coppery taste
of his tongue. Limber fingers reached up to tangle in his hair, holding his
mouth to hers as their tongues clashed together. He pressed her against him,
the whipped cream and blood smearing onto his black t-shirt.

      "You're getting all dirty," the red head smirked, grabbing the t-shirt by the
collar and pulling at it with one quick jerk. The cotton tore easily, ripping
down the center and she pulled it from his arms, tossing it to the floor. "Much
better."  Red tipped fingernails traced lightly along the contours of his
muscles, outlining each perfectly pale feature. Pushing down harder, the witch
allowed her nails to scrape at his skin, leaving behind tiny pink lines as she
dug into his unyielding flesh.

      "Red," the vampire moaned, pulling her naked body to his. He could feel the
coolness of the whipped cream rubbing onto his chest but didn't care. There
would be plenty of time for a shower later. Now was the time to shag and say to
hell with how messy their bodies were or the apartment got. For all he cared
they could build a giant pit of whipped cream in the center of the living room
and shag all day and night in it. All that mattered was being in the arms of
the woman he loved. His tongue slipped into her mouth again, teasing the warmth
of her mouth with his own coolness. He reached between them, rolling one of her
sticky nipples in his fingers, delighting at the small moan of pain that
escaped her lips and into his mouth.

      Willow thought she was going to die from the slow pace her mate was insisting
on taking with her. Throwing her down and fucking the hell out of her was what
she had intended to get him to do with the little whipped cream stunt. But, it
looked like just the opposite had happened. He obviously wanted her, she could
feel the evidence of such want pressed against her bare stomach through the
cloth of his pants, but he was taking his sweet time getting to the good stuff
- him inside her.

      Grinding against his pelvis, the witch was rewarded with a groan of pleasure
from the vampire. His hips arched out against hers, the rock hard length of his
erection beggging silently for release. It was so close yet so far and the red
head didn't know what she'd do if she didn't get it soon. She wanted to feel
every inch of his hard shaft pound into her, slam into her tight hot cunt and
fuck her senseless. Again she ground her body into him, his moan growing louder
as she rubbed repeatedly over the bulge of his cock with her pelvis.

      Tearing her mouth from his, Willow dropped to her knees. Almost ripping his
pants in her haste, the red head pulled them past his knees, taking the entire
length of his hard rod in her mouth before he could stop her. She moaned
softly, sending vibrations shooting along his length. Cool fingers tangled in
her hair, urging her on into a steady rhythm that she knew was meant to bring
him pleasure.

      She didn't want to do that, though. He needed to suffer along slowly like he
had been forcing her to. Ignoring the insistent tug of his fingers, the witch
slowly inched his hard length in and out of her mouth, her tongue tracing
torturous trails along the head as she licked away any and every drop of
pre-cum that appeared. She could tell that he was enjoying her treatments, but
the flecks of gold that tinged his normally blue eyes let her know that he was
close to losing control. She chuckled softly, reaching a finger to push gently
at the muscular ring of his ass.

      Spike thought he was going to lose it when his witch started to play with his
ass. He didn't know where she had learned a trick like that but it was
certainly something he was happy she knew. The blonde leaned his head back,
allowing himself to enjoy her less than innocent carresses for a few more
moments before yanking her to her feet. His tongue forced its way into her
mouth, dueling with her own as he kneaded roughly at her breasts. He felt her
tongue run along his teeth and let his demon slip forward. Her tongue caught on
the edge of one of his fangs, tearing it slightly. The coppery taste of her
blood flowed into his mouth and he groaned.

      Pushing his hard length against her smooth skin, the vampire reached down to
tear off the white g-string underwear the red head was wearing. He smiled into
her mouth as he parted her lower lips, slipping a finger into their soaked
depths. "So wet, luv."

      Willow grinned, for once brief moment the shy little girl she had been in high
school. She pushed into his finger, urging him to touch her some more. Yes, she
was wet. But only for him. Only because of him. Then she was falling, supported
only by his hands as he lowered her to the ground. Through barely open eyes she
watched him kick off the remainder of his pants before joining her.

      The vampire could tell the witch was ready. He knew she wanted him more than
anything else at that moment but wanted to draw out his own pleasure. It wasn't
going to be that way, though. Tracing a path with his nipping teeth up from her
pelvis to her lips, Spike entered her in one swift moment.

      Crying out against his mouth at the sudden intrusion, the red head quickly
began to moan in pleasure as he started to move in and out of her soaking
depths. This was the only thing she had missed over the past few weekends when
they spent movie night with her friends. Surprising him with the whipped cream
had been something she knew he would never in a million years have expected.

      "Pay attention, witch," Spike growled playfully, reaching between their bodies
to flick gently at her clit. He could tell she had momentarily gotten lost in
her thoughts and wanted nothing else than to make her think only of him. He
watched as her eyes closed in pleasure, her mind surrendering whatever thought
track it had been on in light of the ecstasy of her mate's touch. Leaning down,
the vampire licked at her neck, feeling her pulse point under his lips and
tongue.

      Increasing his tempo, Spike continued to nip and lick at Willow's neck. Her
blood was so close to his mouth, yet so far. Tasting the red head's thick rich
blood was always one of the highlights of any of their love making sessions.
She was like the sweetest of wines to him - rare and tantalizing. He groaned as
she arched up into him, grinding her small pelvis against his as he pushed into
her again and again.

      Willow moaned when the cool fingers of her lover reached down to twist at her
clit again. She was so close, but everytime she would get close enough to come
he would stop. She realized why as his pace increased yet again, his face
slipping as his demon came out. His fingers thrummed gently at her throbbing
clit and she could tell he was holding back his own release for hers.

      "Come for me, baby," Spike purred, looking down into her eyes. She wasn't the
least bit afraid of him when he was like this - ridges and glowing eyes - she
loved him for who he was inside, as miraculous as that was. "Come, luv."

      Thrashing below him, the red head abandoned herself to the torturous pace he
was setting with his hard length. She arched into his fingers, moaning as she
inched closer and closer to her own release. "Spike..."

      The blonde groaned, increasing his own pace again as the witch twisted beneath
him. Her eyes closed, mouth opening in a moan as she called his name again,
spiralling head first into her own orgasm. He licked at her neck, his own
release coming as he slipped his fangs gently into her throbbing pulse, sipping
lightly at her delicate life's blood. He whispered her name into her neck,
withdrawing his teeth.

      Willow traced light circles along her lover's back, mumuring little words of
love as he licked softly at the mark he had made. She loved that part - the
biting and claiming. It was the most intense part of the entire experience,
even more intense than her own orgasm. "I love you, Spike."

      Spike smiled, rolling over on his side and looking into her face, the demon
gone with his release. "Love you too, pet." He kissed her forehead lightly.
Blue eyes were sparkling when he pulled back and he arched his hips enough for
her to feel his newly awakened erection. "Now what did you do with that whipped cream?"
 

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