Willow rolled over and bumped into something hard and cool.
She immediately opened her eyes as she remembered the night before
with Spike. She stared at the marble-like chest for a second or two
before letting her eyes wander down the slender form to his muscular
abdomen where the blanket barely covered his private parts. Willow
felt a blush come over her as more flashbacks of the previous night
came to her. She began to think of the implications of her actions.
What would Giles say? What would Buffy say? What would Buffy do?
Willow felt a sudden impulse to get up and run away. Her face and
head hurt from Parker's beating and she was having trouble getting
her thoughts together. She didn't even know if it was day or night
out right now. She felt sticky and was in bad need of a shower. Not
to mention she was still a little sore. Willow smiled at that last
thought. She was never this sore with Oz. Turning her thoughts
serious again she turned away from Spike and started to get out of
the bed when Spike's strong arms were around her waist, pulling her
back against him. Willow could feel his erection pressed into her
back.
"And just where do you think you're going pet?"
Willow felt herself blush again, suddenly shy and very aware
of her nakedness. "I…uh…was just getting out of bed."
"What for?" Spike said as he began to kiss her neck and
collarbone, "We can have a lot more fun if we stayed right here."
Spike's kisses sent shivers up and down Willow's spine as her
body immediately responded to his attentions. Willow let out a low
moan, "Spike…"she whispered. She suddenly jumped to a sitting
position on the side of the bed, pulling the cover up to her breasts.
"I…uh…really need to go to the bathroom. I don't suppose you
have one
do you?"
Spike propped himself up on his elbow and looked at Willow
slightly amused…and slightly annoyed. If this little chit thinks
she's running from my bed so soon she is sadly mistaken. "Sorry Luv,
these places don't usually come with the plumbing in tact." Spike
could tell Willow was having second thoughts about the night they'd
had. Well, he would just have to be a bit persuasive is all. "I
suppose you'll have to do your business outside." Spike knew she
would be mortified to do that out in the open. He swung his legs over
the side of the bed and put on his black jeans.
Willow's eyes widened at the thought of peeing in public. Not
that many people happened by in cemeteries, especially in this town,
but she was a bit perturbed nonetheless. Keeping the blankets
covering her, Willow reached for her pile of clothes. Spike snatched
them up before she could get them. "Spike!" Willow yelled, "Give me
my clothes! I may have to pee outside but I'm not going to do it
completely naked!"
Spike smiled as he went through the articles of clothing one
by one; holding up her lace panties he brought them up to his nose
and inhaled deeply, "Mmmm, I think I'll hang on to these." He shoved
the lace into his back pocket. Next he held out her bra, "And this of
course." He tucked it into his other pocket. "And let's face it," he
said holding up Willow's torn blouse, "this simply isn't fit for
wearing anymore what with this tear in it and all." Spike pulled the
blouse in half, "Oops."
"Spike!" Willow stared at him in disbelief."
"Now let's see Pet, what's left? You've got your pants,"
Spike picked his own black T-shirt off the floor, "or my shirt. Which
one would you like to venture out into the day with?"
"What do you mean which one?" Willow's bladder felt as though
it were going to explode. What the hell was Spike doing? "I need
both."
Spike let out an exaggerated sigh, "Now Willow, if I let you
out there in broad daylight where I can't follow you, you'd get some
crazy idea in your head about running away without so much as saying
goodbye. However, if you were only half dressed you'd probably come
back in. Which is it Pet?" Spike delighted in his little game with
her.
Willow looked down at her hands as Spike spoke her very
thoughts. How did he know that's what she was planning? Was she that
predictable? "Fine," she sighed, "I'll take your shirt."
"Good choice Luv." Spike said as he tossed it at her. He
watched her as she slipped it over her head, making sure she covered
herself at all times. Spike wondered just what the hell she was so
ashamed about. As far as he was concerned she had the most desirable
body he'd ever seen. The shirt hung down just below her ass and Spike
watched her every move as she opened the heavy door of the mausoleum
and went outside. He smiled when he heard her mutter, "Damn vampire."

Willow poked her head out from behind Spike's door to see if
the coast was clear. She couldn't see anyone so she ventured out,
constantly looking in every direction. She only went a few feet away
from Spike's abode. After all, she was in no shape to go very far and
she was actually anxious to get back in her clothes. All of them! How
was she going to explain this to everyone? She could not deny herself
the pleasure Spike gave her. She definitely wouldn't mind doing that
on a regular basis. But he was a vampire! What kind of future could
they possibly have together? It's not like he could settle down with
her and have an everyday ordinary life. What about a family? What
about summer afternoon barbecues? And pool parties with the
neighbors? This was crazy! She would just have to go back in there
and explain to Spike how that although last night was the most
incredible night of her life, they really couldn't get involved
because it just wouldn't work. Yep, that's just what she'll do.
Willow pushed the door open slowly and hopped inside,
"Spike?" she called. Suddenly she was grabbed from the doorway and
pressed up against the door as it shut. Spike kissed her madly,
holding her head in one hand and letting his other wander up the
shirt she was wearing to cup her breast. Willow moaned, responding by
wrapping her arms around his neck. She let out a startled yelp when
Spike tweaked her nipple and picked her up so she straddled his
waist. It was then that Willow realized that Spike was naked again.
She felt his long erection under her. Her breathing quickened as
Spike brought his other hand down to rub her clit. Oh Goddess! Here
we go again.
Spike could hardly contain himself while she was outside. He
already couldn't bear to have her out of his sight or arms for more
than 5 minutes. His arousal was powerful. He needed her now. So he
took her when she had come in. He had known that she was going to
come in and go down the list of reasons why they shouldn't be
together. He knew he excited her as she did him. Now, having her
against the door he could smell her arousal all over her and could
feel her wetness on his stomach. Their tongues dueled violently and
she began to rub against his working thumb on her clit. Her pace
quickened with his and she screamed his name when she came,
tightening her legs around him. Before she could come down from her
climax Spike entered her with one powerful thrust. Willow's eyes flew
opened and he heard her scream his name again as he pounded into her
tight, soaking passage. Spike began to moan loudly with every plunge
of his hard cock.
Willow thought that if one could die from pleasure than she
surely would. Just as she was coming down from her first orgasm,
Spike filled her with his large staff and proceeded to fuck her
senseless. She met every one of his movements as she bounced against
him. She was going to cum again and she sped up her motions. Spike's
hands went up to her shoulders and he drove into her with three
mighty thrusts and Willow could swear she could actually see stars.
She screamed his name as he filled her with his cold seed. She heard
him scream hers as well. She shuddered with the forcefulness of her
powerful orgasm and melted against him completely out of breath.
Spike felt her walls spasm with the aftershocks of her
climax, pleasurably squeezing his cock still inside. He felt Willow
go limp in his arms and he carried her back to the bed. He placed her
on the bed and kissed her gently. Her eyes were closed but she
responded in turn. Seeing her so spent and at his mercy excited him
more and he once again felt the urge to be deep inside of her. Their
kissing deepened and Spike lay atop Willow, one hand massaging her
breast. Slowly he lifted the shirt over her head and marveled at her
small yet perfect breasts. He entered her slowly, gently this time.
Willow was still in a daze when she felt him inside her
again. Goddess, doesn't he ever get tired? Her eyes opened and rolled
back as he began a gentle rhythm. Their lips never left each other
and it wasn't long before their pace quickened and they both climaxed
again. "Spike," Willow said between breaths, "I need a break. I
thought guys were kinda done for awhile after they…you know…"
Spike laughed, "One of the perks to being a vampire Luv, we
keep going (kiss), and going (kiss), and going…"
"Okay, okay," Willow laughed, "I get your point." Spike
rolled them over so he wasn't crushing her and Willow was sprawled on
top of him. She let her fingers trace lazy circles across his cool
chest. Silence enveloped them for what seemed like hours before
Willow got up the courage to say what needed to be said. "This can't
work Spike. I mean, as great as it is, and believe me, it's great,
phenomenal really, you and me, it can't possibly work." Spike didn't
respond so Willow tried desperately to fill the silence with reason,
"What we did was just wrong. Well maybe not wrong for you, you're a
vampire and vampires are all amoral and stuff, but I'm a human and a
very moral one at that! And what kind of future could we possibly
have together? I mean, even if we did stay together, I would grow old
and you wouldn't unless I got turned, and I don't want to be a
vampire! So eventually I would grow old and unattractive and you
would leave me because that's just what men do anyways, and what
would a gorgeous, sexy vampire want with a decrepit old woman who
would probably have a coronary by having sex with you anyway? So you
see? I think the best thing for us to do is pretend that these last
24 hours didn't happen and I should just go." Willow finally looked
at Spike who had his eyes closed and was smiling.
"You can't go." He said confidently, eyes still closed.
"Oh yeah?" Willow said, "I can just walk out into the
daylight and you couldn't follow me or anything."
"Not without your pants. I hid them." Spike feigned a yawn
and tightened his embrace. "Now shush so I can get some rest woman."
Willow stared at Spike in disbelief. She looked around the
dingy mausoleum and didn't see her clothes anywhere. She let out a
deep sigh and laid her head on Spike's chest. She was stuck, and he
knew it. Damn vampire.

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