Spike sat inside his new home and listened to the struggle
taking place outside the mausoleum. Sounds like someone's going to
feast tonight. He thought, envious at the lucky demon outside. Spike
listened closely waiting to hear the victim beg for mercy. He heard
some angry vamp call someone a bitch, then a loud smack. He let out
an aggravated sigh. No one hunted with dignity anymore. None of the
fledglings were ever taught finesse these days.
"Somebody help me!" he heard from outside.
"Red?" he wondered. He got up and went outside to see just
who was getting the shit beat out of them. He watched as some cocky
vamp made some remark as he lifted her off the ground. As soon as
Spike saw the red hair, angry heat coursed through his body and he
went into action, but not before the dark-haired pretty boy got
another lick in. Willow's sobbing plea for someone to help her was
almost more than his ancient heart could take and he tackled the
other vampire.

"What the--" Parker was knocked on his ass just as he was
closing in for his kill. He got himself up and was face to face with
another vampire. "What's the deal, man? I saw her first! She's mine!"

Willow hung on to consciousness. She blinked the blood out of
her eyes and watched as Spike tackled Parker. Good. Parker had no
idea of what he had just gotten himself into. Relief spread through
her and she allowed the darkness she had been fighting to take her.

"Sorry mate, Spike said, "but that girl belongs to me. Now
back off before I really get pissed off."
"Fuck off!" Parker yelled.
"Fine," Spike morphed into his game face, "have it your way."
The fight was brief. Spike decapitated the kid in a matter of
seconds. "Stupid fledgling. No finesse." He kicked the pile of dust
and turned to walk toward Willow, "You okay there Red?" Willow didn't
respond, but just lay limp on the ground. "Fuck!" Spike knelt over
her, "Red? Willow?" No response, but still breathing. He lifted her
into his arms, rolling his eyes as the sweet smell of her blood
intoxicated him. Spike carried Willow into his home and lay her down
on the bed. He felt her pulse: strong and steady. That was good. Not
that he particularly cared whether humans lived or died, but this
particular human he felt somehow connected to. If anyone was going to
kill her it was going to be him. And since he'd been neutered, that
meant that she lived.
Spike got up and retrieved some cloth to dress her wounds.
Her cheekbones were both badly bruised but the only deep cut was
above her eyebrow, Spike fought to suppress his demon as he watched
her blood flow from the wound. He reached over and wiped some of the
red ambrosia from her head and brought his finger to his mouth,
sucking on the blood. Bloody hell, it tasted good! Spike felt an
unusual sense of guilt creep over him and he began to dress Willow's
lesion. He let his eyes wander down her body and noticed a scratch on
her shoulder from where the vamp had torn her shirt. Bloody bastard,
I should've tortured him some more.

Willow slowly began to come to. She had a vague idea of where
she was…on a bed at least, and still alive. That's always a good
thing. She blinked a couple of times then closed her eyes again.
"Red?" She heard from a million miles away, "Red? Time to
wake up, Pet."
"Hmmm? Spike?" She blinked up at the gorgeous vampire.
"You're so handsome." She mumbled as she closed her eyes again.
"What? Oh no you don't! Willow, wake up now." Did she just
call him handsome?
"Hmmm? Wha…" Willow tried to sit up quickly but Spike's
strong hands guided her head back down to the pillow.
"There, there, now Pet. Easy does it. You've taken quite a
blow." Spike was relieved. It's about time she woke up.
"What happened? Oh wait! I remember now. Parker was a
vampire; he tried to kill me. I knew he was a jerk. I can't believe
Buffy ever fell for him." Willow looked up at Spike, "But then you
came." Willow's face softened as she raised a hand to his face, "You
saved my life Spike. Thank you."
Spike felt the heat of Willow's touch soar through him and
spread like wild fire. His cock twitched in response. He had wanted
her for so long. He knew he could take her right now and she would
probably let him. Hell, he knew she'd enjoy it that's for damned
sure. But something was tugging at him, something that told him to
wait. Damn! He was getting to be a real sap these days.
Willow brought her hand away from Spike and up to her head.
She winced in pain as she probed at the bandage.
"East there Pet, you don't want that to start bleeding
again." Spike could smell the blood on the bandage but knew that it
wasn't fresh. It had stopped bleeding hours ago. It hadn't been deep,
just bloody.
"I…I was bleeding?" Willow stared at Spike thoughtfully. She
had to ask, "Did you…you know…taste it?" She squeaked.
Spike looked directly in her eyes, "Yes," he said.
"Oh." Willow looked away. She didn't mind really. It's not
like he tried to turn her or something. Willow wondered if the
implant would stop him from feeding from a wound that was already
there. She doubted it.
"Willow," Spike began finally looking away. He had loved the
taste of her and wanted more, but he had held back, even though he
didn't think the implant would stop him.
"No, it's okay. I mean, you are a vampire and all. No big.
Really." She sat up, feeling much better now. She looked around,
"Nice place you got here Spike."
Spike let his eyes wander over the dingy mausoleum. He smiled
inwardly at the uncomfortable feeling the witch was struggling with.
Cor, she was a beauty. "Now, you want to tell me just what the devil
you were doing out at night all alone?" Spike looked at her, his
voice stern.
"My watch broke. I thought I had at least a half an hour
before sunset, plenty of time to get to Giles'. I didn't realize
until I was already halfway there. Then Parker was suddenly there and
all bitey, and ooh! I hate that guy. You did kill him right?" Spike
nodded and Willow went on with her rambling. He loved when she
rambled. "I mean, it's not like I've never been out at night before.
It's just that I'm used to always having some back-up, you know? But
Buffy's always off with Riley and Xander's always off shagging Anya
and Oz took off and where does that leave me? Alone, that's where. At
least before I had Oz to make me feel safe, and wanted. You know?"
Willow finally looked up at Spike, tears threatening to fill the
green orbs.
The helpless look in her eyes was enough to send Spike over
the edge. It had been too long since he had had a woman and more than
a century since he'd had a human woman. He vaguely remembered their
heat, their passion, and their innocence. And this one was full of
innocence just begging to be shattered. What the hell! He had nothing
to lose; it was now or never. Spike leaned in closer to Willow,
holding her eye contact. "Pet, you don't need any of them to make you
feel safe. And you sure as hell don't need dog-boy. What you need,"
he said softly as he closed the distance between them, "is to feel
like a woman."
"A woman?" Willow repeated as she felt herself getting lost
in those blue eyes. Yes, that's what she needed, to feel like a
woman, not the child everybody saw.
"I can make you feel like a woman again, if you'll let me."
He was so close he could taste her breath and smell her fear…and
arousal.
"Let you?" Willow said, hypnotized by his very presence.
"Will you let me?" Spike whispered as he brushed his lips
across hers. He could hear her heart pound beneath her flesh.
"Yes." Willow softly consented as she closed her eyes.
Spike could hardly contain himself as he waited for her to
respond to his proposition. But this was all part of the fun, part of
the seduction. As soon as she said yes his lips were upon her, first
gently then with more force as she responded to him. She was full of
passion waiting to be let out. He sensed her hesitation and knew she
was holding back.
Willow was breathless. Spike ignited in her a fire she didn't
even know she possessed. She felt instant attraction. It felt so
good, so dangerous yet he was being so gentle. She knew he could have
taken her by force but he hadn't. She loved the feeling of being
seduced. She finally broke their kiss and gasped for air as he
trailed her with his kisses first across her jawline and then down
her throat pausing at her pulse points. She shivered in response,
stiffening in anticipation of a bite.
Spike must have sensed this and stopped, looking directly in
her eyes he said, "Don't worry, Luv. I promise not to hurt you. Just
trust me."
She nodded, her arousal deepening as she felt him move on top
of her. She could feel his hardness through both of their jeans and
wondered how much bigger he was than Oz. She was sure she would find
out before the night was through. "Spike?" He looked at her and she
hesitated, needing to say it but timid to do so, "I trust you. It's
just that…with Oz…we didn't…I mean, we did, but…we
only did it one
way." She blushed at her admission and wondered if he would still
want her so inexperienced. She looked away embarrassed.
Spike felt his excitement grow, her confession enticing him
even more, "Willow, you don't have to be embarrassed. It's not your
fault the wolf didn't know what to do with such a prize." He brushed
her hair away from her ear and smiled. She smiled back, the red in
her face deepening. He became serious; "You don't ever have to
pretend with me, Pet. You can be anything you ever wanted to be, do
anything you ever wanted to do." He began raining kisses down her
face to her throat once again. "I can teach you everything you ever
wanted to know. I can show you more pleasures than you even knew
existed," he purred.
Willow let the last of her resolve melt away as she felt
Spike's hand begin to unbutton her blouse. His lips followed his
hands and she ran her fingers through his blonde hair. He unfastened
her bra with expertise and engulfed one of her breasts with his
mouth, his tongue playfully teasing the nub. Willow arched against
him, encouraging him as he moved to her other breast. Wanting more
contact with him she quickly tugged at his black T-shirt, pulling it
out of his jeans. Spike sat up, straddling her hips as he removed the
shirt. Willow's eyes widened as she took in the smoothness of his
broad chest. Spike let his head fall back as she ran her hot fingers
first across his pecs and then down his muscular six-packs. A coy
smile crossed her lips as she let her fingers wander lower until they
reached his leather belt. She paused, suddenly unsure of herself.
"Go ahead, Luv." Spike looked at her with such desire in his
eyes that an exciting chill ran up Willow's spine and back down to
her toes. He really does want me. She thought as she unbuckled the
belt.
Spike was having a very difficult time containing himself.
Her very innocence aroused him deeper. He felt her fingers burn a
trail across his chest and down his abdomen. He thought he was going
to explode when she hesitated at his belt. As she unbuckled the
leather strap he realized that it had indeed been too long since he'd
had a night quite like this one. He knew it wouldn't take long for
him to lose it once they started. The bloody witch had him feeling
like a horny little schoolboy!
Willow reached for the top button of Spike's jeans and gasped
as he suddenly grabbed her wrist. "Wait," he said as he slid further
down the bed, "you first Luv." Willow nodded silently as he slowly
peeled her tight jeans off of her revealing white lace panties. "My
god you look good in lace!" he said. He couldn't help but notice the
tiny red curls peeking out from behind the fabric. A red head after
all, He thought, climbing back up the bed to her thighs. He felt
Willow tremble and wondered what the hell the wolf had ever done with
her if anything at all. He loved the thought of being her teacher; he
could mold her into anything he wanted her to be. He began to rain
kisses on the inside of her knee, paying special attention to the pit
of her knee and it's hidden erogenous zone.
Willow moaned in response and opened her knees more as she
bent them. "Ooh, Spike…" she breathed. Her hands found their way
once
more to his hair as he began his lips' journey up her thigh. Willow
wondered what it would be like to get kissed there. Oz had never even
tried to and she had been too shy to ask, but with Spike; she knew
that's where he was headed and she shivered in anticipation.
Spike could smell her arousal deepen as he led a trail of
kisses up her thigh to the edge of her panties. He inhaled her scent
and, biting the top of her lace, slowly pulled the panties off of
Willow. She responded by lifting herself off of the bed to ease the
way. Spike smiled as he felt her grip on his hair tighten. He doubted
if anyone had ever given her this kind of pleasure before and he felt
her tense her muscles. He looked up at her and smiled. Her eyes were
closed and her breasts shone with a covering of sweat.
Willow could hardly stand it. She began to sweat as her heart
rate increased along with her breathing. He teased her clit with his
tongue and Willow immediately responded to the new sensation. She
moaned loudly. He began to encircle her clit with his tongue and
lightly suckle it. Willow had never felt such pleasure build in her
so quickly. She felt close to climax and she tried to move in time
with Spike's movements. "Spike!" she screamed as she tightened her
grip in his hair. She came in a rush of pleasure and her hips bucked
against Spike as he continued his torturous actions. He finally
allowed her to come down, giving her a hickey on the inside of her
thigh before he resumed his torment. "Oh Goddess, Spike, Again?" She
panted in disbelief.
Spike took the time to discard his jeans as Willow came down
from her orgasm but immediately returned to his position between her
legs. He loved to give her pleasure. He worried her clit with his
tongue and had to smile at her remark between breaths, "Oh Goddess,
Spike, Again?" Oh yes, Pet, again, He thought. Only this time, a
little different. He brought his fingers up to her clit and gave it a
little pinch. He watched as her eyes widened and her body bucked in
response. He slid his tongue down and began lapping up her sweet
juices.
Between his fingers and his tongue Willow thought she would
pass out from the sensations. She let out a loud moan as his tongue
entered her and his finger continued to gently massage her clit. It
was almost more than she could take. Goddess, she never thought it
could feel like this.
Spike entered her with his tongue and began a slow rhythm. He
knew she was close to orgasm again and sped up his rhythm of thrusts
with his tongue. Willow's whole body shook with the power of her
second orgasm. Spike could stand it no longer and climbed up the bed.
He kissed Willow roughly, his tongue penetrating into her mouth. "I
can't wait any longer Pet." He breathed.
"Spike," Willow panted, "I want you inside me."
Spike slowly entered her hot, tight passage, allowing her time to
adjust to his size before pulling out and thrusting back in again. He
let out a loud moan as he found a rhythm. Her heat felt like it would
burn him. He felt close to climax and moved his hand between them to
massage her clit; he wanted them to cum together.
Willow felt him enter her and thought for a moment that she
would tear. He felt so much bigger than Oz; but then he allowed her
muscles to adjust and soon she no longer felt discomfort, only
pleasure. She moved in time with his thrusts and wondered how he
could hold on much longer. She felt his fingers stroking her clit and
suddenly felt her third climax close at hand. Spike's pace quickened
and she could feel the tension in him build. He screamed her name as
he filled her with his cold seed. Willow came immediately after, her
legs tightening their hold around his waist. She held onto him until
the waves of her powerful orgasm faded.
Spike waited until he felt her aftershocks subside before
pulling out. He looked down at her face and couldn't help but smile.
"What's so funny?" Willow said sleepily.
"Nothing Luv. It's just that I've never seen you with such a
satisfied look on your face, that's all."
Willow smiled back at him, "That's because I've never been so
satisfied before." She took a deep breath, her heart rate slowing
down to normal. "Good god, Spike, I never knew it could be so earth-
shattering."
Spike laughed, "Earth-shattering huh? You make it sound like
we're all done now Pet." He rolled them over so Willow was on top and
captured her mouth in a gentle kiss. "But first we rest a bit."
Willow laughed, "You bet your cute ass we rest a bit." She
furrowed her brow, "I think I'm a little sore."
Spike smiled evilly as he closed his eyes, "Don't worry Luv,
I'll kiss it better when we wake up." He tightened his embrace and
faded off to sleep.
Willow closed her eyes, feeling safe and not alone for the
first time in months. She lay atop Spike's cool body and drifted off
into a peaceful sleep.

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