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Spike entered the bedroom holding a tray of various fruit. He set it
down next to the bed and kissed Willow gently on the forehead waking
her. "How are you feeling?" He asked softly.

Willow smiled up at Spike, "Better now that you're here." She
stretched and spied the tray next to her. "For me?"

"Yes." Spike answered, "Hungry?"

Willow sat up. "A little" She gave Spike a lustful glare and pulled
down the covers, inviting the vampire in. "But the fruit can wait."

Spike smiled and kissed Willow deeply. Their tongues dueled for
dominance and Willow pulled Spike down to the bed forcefully. Spike
moaned, excited by her assertiveness. He guided her arms above her
head and held them there easily with one hand. Willow's heart raced
in reaction and she wrapped her legs around Spike's hips, pulling his
body closer to her own. Spike released the kiss and gazed down at her
lust-filled eyes. Smiling evilly he said, "Close your eyes."

"What?"

"You heard me." He warned playfully, "Close your eyes." When Willow
complied Spike added, "Now don't move."

Willow felt him get off of the bed and wondered what he could
possibly be doing. She heard her drawers being opened and closed but
decided against asking. He wanted to play and the thought excited
her. She felt the bed dip as he climbed up her body. "Can I open my
eyes now?"

"No."

Willow felt Spike put some kind of blindfold around her eyes. She
couldn't see through it at all. A ripple of panic ran through her.
"Hey! Spike…"

Spike kissed her roughly. "Hush now Pet, or I won't play nice."

Willow quieted and did not put up a struggle when Spike tied her
hands to the bars in her brass headboard with what Willow thought
were a pair of tights.

Spike looked down at his redheaded goddess. Cor she looked delicious
in bondage. He planted kisses down her body until he reached her red
curls. He licked her lips slowly, reveling in the taste of her and
loving the moans he drew from her in response. She writhed underneath
him; her breath coming in short gasps. His tongue entered her and he
began a quick rhythm as she bucked against him.

Willow's body was on fire with the need for Spike to be inside her.
She didn't know how much longer she could take his teasing. She
thrust her hips against him as he brought her to climax and she
screamed his name.

Spike's cock ached for release. He had a long morning planned but
knew he wasn't going to make it much longer. He silently thanked Cor
for vampire prowess as Willow's juices flowed when she came. She
pleaded with him to fuck her, exciting him even more. He climbed up
the bed and kissed her full on the lips. "Still hungry Pet?" He asked
huskily. Willow nodded her consent and Spike turned himself around.
He guided his marble cock into her hot mouth and rolled his eyes
back, moaning at the sensations her tongue brought to him. He resumed
his own assault on her, sucking on her clit. As Willow sucked on him
he began thrusting into her, trying not to push to hard but not
really sure if he could contain himself. He concentrated on his own
actions and entered two fingers into her soaking passage. He heard a
muffled cry from Willow and sped up his pelvic thrusts as well as his
fingers' motions. Unable to hold back any longer, he rubbed her clit
hard with his thumb and cried out her name as he spilled his seed
down her throat. He felt her cum around his fingers and heard another
muffled cry. Reluctantly he pulled out of her. He faced her and
licked the droplet of cum from her chin. "Oh Willow" he breathed
before taking her mouth in a passionate kiss. He loved being in total
control of the situation, something he felt little of these past few
days.

Spike let Willow catch her breath before taking a small bowl from the
tray. "Hope you're not too full now Luv." He said as he trailed a
cool strawberry around Willows breasts and up to her mouth. Willow
flicked her tongue at it playfully before biting it, juices flowing
down her chin and cheeks. Spike's cock hardened at the sight of her.
He took another strawberry and held it in his mouth halfway. Bringing
it down to Willow, he entered her just as she bit into the fruit.
They both moaned and Spike licked her chin of the juices. He began a
slow rhythm, the pressure in his balls building.

"Spike, please," Willow pleaded.

"Tell me what you want Baby." Spike said as he thrust once hard.

Willow cried out in pleasure, "Oh goddess, Spike! Fuck me! Fuck me
hard!"

Spike pounded into her at her request. With every scream of pleasure
from Willow, Spike quickened his pace. Just as he felt his climax
coming on he pulled out. Willow whimpered in protest but Spike
ignored her, wanting his game to last a little longer. He positioned
himself below her on his knees. Placing a small pillow under her
hips, he entered her again, holding onto her hips for leverage.
Resuming his fast pace, he pounded into Willow, pulling her hips into
him, burying himself to the hilt. He moaned loudly with every thrust.
He heard Willow's cries increase as she neared climax. "Cum Willow,
cum for me Baby." He felt her walls tighten around his cock squeezing
him into climax. "Willow!" he moaned.

Spike collapsed on top of her, listening to the rushed sound of her
heartbeat as he untied her hands. Immediately her arms embraced him.

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Willow lay in Spike's arms reflecting on the recent events in her
life. One week ago she was a completely different person. In a matter
of days she had become the lover of a master vampire, been visited by
a spirit guide who was somehow connected to Giles and Spike, and had
also beat the hell out of the werewolf of her ex-boyfriend. Oh, and
not to mention that she had actually been dead for a few moments,
only wanting to return because of her love for Spike. Willow wondered
about the connection Zelynn had to Giles and Spike. Giles had been in
a state of shock after the whole conflict went down and Willow knew
it had something to do with her spirit guide. "Spike?" she called
quietly, not really expecting a response. It was the middle of the
afternoon and he usually was asleep by now.

"Yes Pet?" he answered her. He began to stroke her hair softly.

Willow hesitated, not really sure if she wanted the answers to her
question, but decided to ask anyway, "Who is Zelynn?"

Spike stiffened in response to her question, knowing in the back of
his mind that it would eventually come up. "Someone from my past." He
said simply.

"But I thought she knew Giles."

"She did." Spike knew his short answers weren't enough to keep Willow
satisfied and tried to sort things out in his head. "We both did."

"When did you know Giles?" Willow couldn't believe the watcher had a
past that included Spike.

"I guess it was about 25 years ago, ole Ripper was 16 or 17 then."
Spike looked down into her expectant eyes. He searched them for a
reaction but saw only sad curiosity. He knew she was going to be
disappointed in the watcher's past, and Spike's at that. But he was a
demon and what he did runs right along with being a soulless vampire,
but not the watcher. Her eyes urged him to continue. Spike sighed and
warned, "You're not going to like this story Luv."

"I don't care, I need to know, even if no one else knows that I know."

"Well, it seems Ripper and his friends, that Ethan guy being one of
them, had their hands in a bit of black magic. They had a little gang
going and were all into anarchy at the time. I thought it would be
the perfect opportunity to exploit some new fun. Dru was particularly
crazy then and I badly needed a distraction. One night I watched
Ripper beat the shit out of one of my minions and dust him with a
tree branch. Then he picked up a handful of the dust and put it in
his pocket. He lit a fire out in the woods and performed some kind of
spell that had something to do with calling forth a vampire and threw
the dust into the flames. The fire exploded and I found myself in the
middle of the clearing with the man. I guess the spell had worked."
Spike mentally edited some parts out of the story and continued, "We
started tearing up the towns and local pubs and such, never getting
caught, or rather never allowing them to take us in. It was fun for
awhile, then I got bored and decided that Ripper would make a good
vampire, as pissed off at the world as he was. But he didn't
particularly like the idea and laughed at me when I tried to turn him
anyway. Apparently the spell that he did that night made it so I
couldn't kill him. So I tore the head off of one of his buddies and
sent it to him instead."

Willow gasped at the cruelty of Spike's actions and Spike saw
something in her eyes slip away. "Hey!" he defended, "I was a bad ass
vampire! I couldn't let him get away with laughing at me and getting
the better of me. Willow, I'm an evil soulless vampire!"

Willow nodded her head slowly, "I know. I just can't even picture you
doing that now. You're just so different than you were 25 years ago."

Spike sighed again, just wanting to be done with this whole thing.
"Shall I continue or not?"

"Go on."

"Where was I? Oh yeah, basically I told him since I couldn't kill him
then I would kill everyone he knew. So then he proposes a deal, if I
stop killing them he would ensure my safety. Apparently the Watchers
Council had contacted him about becoming a member. He wasn't one yet
of course but he knew he would be." So that was our deal, we kept
each other alive and didn't make a habit of killing each other's
family or friends."

"But where does Zelynn fit in?"

"Zelynn was a girl that had joined Ripper's little band of rebels
after we had started roughing up the locals. She was an American and
had no one there. She had some magic in her and Ripper took a liking
to her." Spike paused and looked up at the ceiling. "We shared her."

"You…you shared her?" Willow squeaked not liking where the story
was
going.

"Yeah, we shared her. He literally gave her to me in the beginning
but they ended up falling in love with each other. The bite marks you
saw on her were mine."

Willow nodded silently; somehow she had known that deep down.

Spike continued, a part of him glad to have the story told. "Of
course by the time they were in love I didn't want to give her up to
him. I was still pissed off about the whole spell thing and I would
have rather seen her dead than choose him over me. By now Dru had
become aware of the whole thing and was really pissed off at me
shagging a human without her. The next time me and Zelynn…you
know…
Dru was in on it. Zelynn begged me to let her go but I didn't care
about what she wanted now that Dru was back in her right mind."

"What happened?" Willow asked sadly.

Apparently Zelynn ran to Ripper afterwards and then threw herself in
front of a train."

"Oh my god!" Willow gasped, suddenly panicked at being in the same
bed as Spike.

Sensing her fear Spike grabbed her arms gently, "Willow," he said
sternly, "I am not the same man I was 25 years ago. Hell, I'm not the
same man I was 5 years ago! I was never in love with Zelynn. It was
nothing compared to what we have together. You must believe me."

Willow let out her breath, had she been holding it? "I know. It just
caught me by surprise that's all. I know you wouldn't hurt me."

"Never." Spike vowed. He kissed her gently and she settled back down
into his embrace. "When did you and Giles stop…hanging around
each
other?"

"After Zelynn killed herself. He blamed me, and rightly so. He came
after me ready to stake me but apparently the spell prevented him
from killing me as well. We just ended up beating each other bloody
and vowing never to hold company again. Until now that is. We never
spoke of it until you and I got together." Spike left it at that. She
didn't need to know the intimate details of his relationship with
Ripper. He held her, hoping that she would accept his past for what
it was.

"Spike?" Willow said without looking up, "I love you."

Spike finally let the tension flow from his body and he tightened his
embrace. "I love you too Willow."
 

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