Several hours later Willow woke up to the feel of strong arms
around her. *Oh Godess! He knows! How am I going to get out of here?*
She tried to get out of the bed without waking him. Spike felt her
pull herself from his embrace. "Where are you going pet? Did you
really think I'd let you get away that easily? Not bloody likely! I
think you at least owe me an explanation, don't you think?" Spike
pulled her back down into his arms.

      Willow looked up and saw that he was still wearing the
blind-fold. "Spike?" She whispered. "Why are you still wearing the
blind-fold?" Spike waited a moment before answering. "Well luv, I did
say that I wouldn't take it off. Just because I know who you are
doesn't mean I won't keep my word."

      Willow thought about this for a few minutes before replying.
"Spike, you already know so you might as well take it off." She
watched him as he pulled the blind-fold over his head. He didn't open
his eyes however. "You can open your eyes." She said. Spike tilted his
head down. "Are you sure luv?" He asked.
"Yes." She answered. He opened his eyes and looked at her.  She was
slightly uncomfortable under his gaze. *Okay, just think up an excuse
to get out of here and then do the forgetfullness spell.* Willow sat
up and tried to remove herself from his arms. When Spike reluctantly
released her she got dressed and made to leave.

      "Not even going to kiss me goodbye luv?" He stood and walked
toward her. "I know you're going to run off and cast some little spell
to make me forget. Least you can do is give me a little kiss." He
reached out and pulled her into his arms. She leaned into the kiss,
returning it with equal passion. *Can't hurt to kiss him, wonder how
he knew I was going to cast a spell on him?* Willow broke the kiss and
pulled away from him. "Spike, I have to go now. I'm sorry but I never
meant for you to find out it was me. I was just trying to be a friend
and help you get over her. I didn't know how else to help you. I gotta
go." Willow spun around when she felt him grab her arm.

      *Trying to help me? Being a friend? I don't need her bloody
pity! If that's all this is about she's gonna be right sorry she ever
tried to 'help' me. She's mine now. And I can play nice or I can play
nasty. All depends on how she answers this question.* Spike pulled her
back towrd him and crushed her body against his. He leaned down and
whispered in her ear. "Now Red, is this really all it's been about? A
pity fuck? Cause I don't want nor need your pity." He braced himself
for her answer. Already having decided his course of action which ever
way she answered.

      Willow thought about her answer, she didn't pity Spike at all.
In fact she was pretty much scared of him most of the time. She knew
that he couldn't really hurt her but that wasn't always going to be
the case. Someday that chip would fail and then they'd all have to
answer for the way they treated him. But all that aside the simple
truth was that she liked Spike. He was her friend, okay she liked him
more than as a friend obviously. "Pity? Is that what you think? No,
never pity Spike, not for you. I feel bad for what she did to you.
I've been there. I honestly just wanted to...I don't know, remind you
that you're worth more than that? Does that make sense? I mean I like
you, even if no-one else does, you mean something to me." Willow felt
his grip on her soften and she stepped back far enough to look into
his eyes.

      Spike was satisfied with her answer, she didn't pity him. Good
thing too, he really did like the girl and didn't want to hurt her.
"Right then, so now you run off and erase all the good you've done?
You're gonna make this all like it never hapened?" He walked back to
the bed and picked his jeans up off the floor. After pulling them on
he turned to face her again. "You gonna make me forget about the
shagging too? Or just the fact that I know who I was shagging? Cause
given the choice, I'd like to remember how good you feel, that warm
little body writhing underneath me. Those moist wet lips sliding over
my cock. That sweet taste in my mouth as I suck on your clit. The
feeling of thrusting into your hot tight passage. Now Red, those are
memories I'd like to keep."

      Willow's pulse was racing, her breathing labored, and her
panties were sopping. *Goddess, how does he DO that? Just the way he
talks gets me hot! Definately need to get out of here before I knock
him back on that bed and ... * She didn't finish her thought because
she had been unconciously walking toward him the whole time she'd been
thinking and ended up doing exactly that. She pushed Spike down on the
bed and crashed her lips down on his.

      They rolled around in the bed a tangle of arms and legs. Moans
and Gasps could be heard from both of them. "Willow, I want you. Can I
have you?" "Goddess, yes Spike!" He sat up and pulled her against his
chest. He raised her arms and pulled her shirt off. *No bra?* He then
pushed her gently back down on the mattress. He undid her jeans and
swiftly removed them and her panties at the same time. He took a
moment to appreciate her beauty. "You're beautiful pet." He then stood
and removed his jeans before climbing back into bed and claiming her
lips in a bruising kiss.

      Willow was so caught up in her passion that she didn't
register the feeling of the restaints on her wrists until it was too
late. She panicked and thrashed around. "Shh, trust me pet, I'm not
gonna hurt you. I promise." She relaxed then until he picked up the
blind-fold. "Why Spike? I don't know if I want this." Spike kissed her
tenderly. "I'll make it good for you luv, just relax. If you really
don't like it I'll stop. Okay?" She nodded and he put the blind-fold
on her. *Well at least she trust me, Slayer never would. Always had to
be in control that one. Not my Red though, she'll learn to love giving
up control just as much as taking it.*

      It was scary, she couldn't see and she tied down to a bed
naked with a demon. *I must be stupid! That's the only explanation,
yup, I'm a stupid stupid girl. I know I shouldn't trust him, he's a
demon for God sake! But I do trust him, that's why I'm stupid.* Willow
waited for Spike to do something. She could tell he was still there
but he wasn't moving or talking or touching her. The anticipation was
killing her. As scared as she was she was also very excited by all
this. She just wished he'd hurry up and do something.

      Spike sat very still just watching her. She was magnificent,
just lying there spread out on his bed. He knew she was scared, he
could smell it. What more he could feel it because of the claim. He
also knew that she was excited by this, almost as much as he was.
Slowly he reached out a hand toward her and trailed his fingers very
lightly across her lips. She parted them and he stuck a finger into
her mouth. She sucked the proffered digit, rolling her tongue around
the tip until he pulled it out. He then trailed that same wet finger
around her nipple before leaning in and blowing across it. She gasped
at the feel of his cool breath against her flesh. He treated the other
nipple to the same slow teasing. Over the next 20 minutes or so he had
touched and tasted every available inch of her except the part where
she needed to be touched most.

      *Bloody hell! If i don't take her now I'm going to cum before
I even enter her!* Spike pushed Willows knees into her chest and
spread them apart. She was more than ready for him. He drove into her
in one hard thrust and she came immediately clamping down on his cock
and screaming his name. Spike had to stop or he was going to cum as
well, and he wasn't ready for this to be over with yet. He stretched
himself down on top of her and buried his head in the crook of her
neck. When he got himself under control he started to move within her
again.

      Willow couldn't beleive how good he was making her feel. She'd
never come that hard in her life. She knew why he was being so still,
Oz had never lasted very long so she had experience with that. She
desperately wanted to touch him so when she felt him start to move
sgain she asked. "Spike, please. I need to touch you. Please." He
reached up and pulled the restaints free from her wrists. She pulled
him in tighter against her, wrapping her legs around his waist.
"Harder, please. Oh Goddess...Spike!" She bit his shoulder as she came
again. She tasted blood in her mouth and swallowed it without even
thinking.

      Spike couldn't hold back once he felt her teeth in his
shoulder, he sunk his fangs into his mark on her neck as he came with
a roar. "Pet, that was bloody fantastic." He pulled out of her and
rolled them onto their sides. He removed her blind-fold and looked
into her eyes. "That okay? Was it good for you luv?" She nodded her
head unable to speak just yet. When she finally found her voice she
whispered. "Sorry about the bite." He looked at her funny. "Which one
pet? The one on your neck or the one on my shoulder?" "Oh, the one on
your shoulder, I don't think I've ever drawn blood before." Spike
bolted upright. "Blood? Fuck! Did you swallow it?" Willow sat up and
looked at him. "Yeah, I did. That's not a good thing is it?" She got
up and wrapped the sheet around her. She walked over to Spike and took
his hand. "Are you angry with me? Did I do something wrong?" Spike
squeezed her hand gently. "Not angry with you pet. And as for doing
something wrong? Depends on how you look at it." When he saw the
cofusion on her face he let out a long unneccesarry sigh. "How much do
you know about Vampire matings pet?" Willow shook her head. "Not much,
Giles always hid those books away. Why?" Spike lead her back to the
bed and sat down pulling her down beside him. "Well, we have alot to
talk about Willow. And we have an eternity in which to do it."
Willow was still confused. "Eternity? What do you mean eternity?" Then
realization dawned on her and she fainted.

THE END

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