Parts: 11 - 13 (End)
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~Part: 11~
"We're leaving," he told her, pulling away from her neck.
"What?"
"Leaving. Me and you."
"What about your childer? Won't they come looking for us?"
"Don't care."
"Spike."
"Look Red.all I want to do is possess you at this very moment. I want to slide into you, feel your warmth and claim you for my own." Spike brought his hand up and grazed the side of her face.
"Let's go home," she whispered. Wrapping an arm possessively around her waist, he led them back to her house.
~~~*~~~
Spike kicked her front door shut and pushed her up against the wall. Taking a step towards her, he pressed his body against hers. "Need you," he mumbled as he started placing small kisses along the curve of her neck.
Willow could feel his body pressing against hers. She wanted more of.everything. "Spike," she moaned.
"Need you, luv. Want you."
"Bedroom, Spike."
Grabbing her hand, he quickly pulled her to her room.
Once she stepped inside her room, Willow felt her desire for Spike grow. She had been denying her feelings about him long enough. Too long. Being bold, she leaned forward, pressing her lips to his. It wasn't tender and sweet; it was about need. Demanding entrance and receiving it, she slipped her tongue inside, tasting him. He always tasted unique. Cigarettes, whiskey and danger. After a moment, she pulled back, breaking from the kiss. Pulling off her shirt, she threw it to the floor.
Spike watched the witch with wonder. She tasted of fire and passion. He knew she was his other half. Seeing her pulling off her shirt, he did the same. He grabbed her by her arms, pulling her close to his body. "Enough waiting." While kissing her neck, he wrapped his arms around her body and guided her to the bed. As he felt them falling on the bed, he made sure not to fall on top of her. "I like you under me, luv."
"You might like me on top too," she smirked.
Spike undid the front clasp of her bra and removed it from her body, throwing it to the ground. "I know I'd like you on top, Red." He bent his head down taking one of her nipples in his mouth, running his tongue over the tip, feeling it harden under his touch while he pinched the other one with his thumb and index finger. Feeling her squirm, he started a trail of kisses d own her body, covering her stomach until he reached her jeans. Standing up, he pulled off her shoes and slid her zipper down slowly. Removing her jeans and panties, he stood and stared at her for a moment.
Willow saw him watching her and suddenly became very nervous. <What if he changed his mind?>
"You're beautiful, luv," he told her. Unbuttoning his jeans, he kicked them off of his body. "A goddess. My goddess." Leaning down he started to kiss his way back up her leg to her delectable body.
"Spike," she whimpered. "No foreplay. I just need you. We can do the foreplay thing later." Feeling him ignoring her request, she tried again. "Spike, are you gonna make me beg?"
He lifted his head. "You'll be begging alright but not till later." Climbing in between her legs, he looked into her eyes. "You're sure about this? There's no taking it back."
"I'm sure."
"You'll have to bite me until you draw blood."
"I know," she said softly.
Spike nodded once and ran his hand over his cock. Guiding it to her entrance, he slid in, letting her warmth engulf him. Hearing her gasp, he swallowed her screams, kissing her hard. Placing small kisses along her neck, he waited until she urged him on. Moments later, he felt her starting to rock against him. Spike moved slowly within her, building up a steady pace. He lost himself in her. He could hear them both moaning, both needing more.
Willow lifted her legs a bit, letting Spike sink further into her. "Spike," she mumbled. "So close," she whispered. "So close."
He could feel her starting to flutter around him but he kept his steady pace. Leaning his neck to the side, he waited for the inevitable.
Willow could feel the familiar tightening in her stomach. Gazing at his neck, she pressed his body down against hers and leaned into his neck. Feeling her orgasm shudder through her body, she bit down harshly against his neck. At first she didn't taste anything, which made her bite down harder.
When Spike felt her bite into his neck, his demon wanted to come forward. To fuck her hard and deep, showing no mercy. He pushed his demon back. He didn't want his time with Willow to become an act of dominance. He wanted it to mean something. When he felt her break the skin, he rolled them over, allowing her to be on top. He could feel her drinking from him and nothing could measure up to what she was stirring within him. His thrusts started to speed up as he held her head to his neck. "Don't stop, luv," he mumbled. "Don't bloody stop." A couple minutes later he felt her pull away.
Willow pulled away and realized she was on top. "You taste good, Spike."
"That so, pet?"
"Mm-hmm," she whispered noticing he slowed his movements once again. Giving over to her feelings, she started to rise off of him only to slam down. She could hear him growl and smile. "Spike, sweet was nice. Now it's time to play. I want you to fuck me."
Spike widened his eyes at her language. He expected it of other people but not of Willow. "Pet."
"Please," she purred. "This is me begging you. Would it help if I called you Master?"
Hearing the word upon her lips, his eyes flashed golden. His demon didn't need to be told twice. Flipping them over once again, she was under him. Spike grabbed her hips and relentlessly started to fuck her. He pounded into her over and over, her screams enticing him even more. He could feel his balls tightening and knew he wouldn't last long. Leaning down, he grazed a fang over her neck, grinning when she screamed out his name. He felt her bite him again, drawing blood out of his body. Holding her close, he morphed and hoped his chip wouldn't go off. Leaning down to her neck, he bit into her skin slowly waiting for the pain. Realizing there wasn't any, he bit down harder, making his claim deep and permanent. Exploding inside of her, he growled and continued to drink from her.
They both laid still for a moment before pulling away. Spike lapped at his mark on her neck. His mark. When Willow looked into his eyes, he knew there was something she was holding back. Something she wanted to tell him. Suddenly he felt fear. Fear of her telling him he was beneath her. Fear that he wasn't good enough for her. Sliding out of her, he propped himself up on his side. "What is it, luv?"
"Kiss me," she pleaded.
Spike pulled her body close to his and gave her a soft lingering kiss. Pulling back he knew whatever she needed to tell him was important. "Whatever it is, luv. Just tell me."
Willow looked up into his eyes. "I love you, William," she whispered.
Spike was taken back. He didn't expect her to say it. He hoped, but never expected it. "I love you too, Willow. Always."
Willow wrapped her arms around his body and snuggled her body close to his.
Spike kissed the top of her head. His demon and his human sides were finally content. "Get some sleep, luv."
Wrapped up in each other, they both fell asleep.
~Part: 12~
Willow woke up the following afternoon and glanced at the clock. It was an hour until sundown. Watching Spike, she waited until he opened his eyes.
He could feel her watching him. Waiting to see what the next day would bring. Opening his eyes, he stared into her green ones. "Hey," he whispered.
"Hey," she replied. "You claimed me," she stated.
"Do you regret it?"
"Regret? Goddess no. Do you regret it?"
"Hell no. Mine," he mumbled as he nuzzled his claim. Feeling a tingle on his neck, he knew it was almost sundown. He pulled away. "We need to find my childer tonight," he told her.
"I know."
He could feel the tension rolling off of her in waves. "Luv, what is it?"
"They don't like me, Spike."
"They just don't know you."
"They don't like me because I'm not Drusilla." Sudden fear spread through her body. "What happens if you decide you want to go back to her? If she wants you? If."
"Hey now," he said softly. "You're mine." He brushed his thumb across her lips gently. "And I belong to you. Never let anyone bite me before."
Her eyes widened at his confession. "Never?"
"Never. I love you. Only you. Drusilla is a part of my past, just like Oz is to you. If he came back, would you leave me?"
"Never."
"You're my other half, luv. And right now we should get dressed. My demon is anxious to show off its mate."
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Thirty minutes later, they both left the house in search of Spike's childer. It didn't take long to find them. " Well, well look who it is. Our Sire. Nice disappearing act last night."
"I had my reasons," Spike told them. Just as his two boys noticed the bite mark along Willow's neck, they all heard a girl's voice. Buffy.
Buffy stepped out from behind a tree holding a crossbow. "Willow! Willow, they're vampires. Get over here and get away from Spike!"
Willow glanced at Buffy and then up at Spike. She could feel his arm that had been around her waist slowly loosen. "Buffy, I'm fine."
"Wills, they're vampires."
"I know."
"And Spike."
That was when Willow could feel Spike through their bond. She could feel his emotions. And the strongest emotion he was having right then was that Willow would leave. She turned around to look at him. "Not gonna happen," she said softly. "I'm yours. You're so stuck with me."
Spike was worried that the Slayer would still try to attack them. Not counting Willow, she had three vampires standing in front of her. "You picked a girl that's friends with the Slayer?" he heard his childer ask outraged.
"Buffy, I'm fine. I'll see you tomorrow. Ok?"
"You sure?"
"I'm fine."
"Ok," she said determined not to leave yet. "I'll see you tomorrow." Buffy started to walk off but didn't go far. She wasn't sure what was going on but she was determined to find out. Hiding behind a tree, she waited.
Willow listened to Spike arguing with his childer for a couple of moments when she felt it. Her body tensed.
Spike felt her body stiffen. "Willow, what is it?"
Her eyes turned to black as she spun around, mumbling a protective spell. Spike turned around and saw the Slayer with her crossbow pointed at his heart. Before he could register any thoughts, he froze staring at the stake, as it came flying through the air at him.
Ten feet from where he was standing, the stake [bolt or arrow] from the crossbow fell. He looked over at Willow. Her eyes had returned back to their emerald green but she was still whispering the words of the spell. He looked back at his childer relived when he saw they were still in one piece and not dust. That was when he realized what she was doing. It wasn't just a protective spell for the two of them. She was also protecting his childer.
When Willow saw Buffy lower her crossbow, she finished the spell. "I told you I'd see you tomorrow and I told you I was fine. We'll talk later."
"Don't bother," Buffy told her. "You've made your decision." The four of them watched the Slayer leave, anger surrounding her.
Willow felt the sudden loss of her magic and her body started to collapse. Looking up, she realized that Spike had caught her. "The spell.it drained me."
"It's alright, luv. I'm taking you home." Picking her up in his arms, he turned around to look at his childer. "Both of you are coming with me. Let's go."
~Part: 13~
Pushing open the front door, he leaned down to Willow's ear. "Pet, I need you to invite them in."
"Mmm-kay. I invite you in," she mumbled.
Spike was the first one to walk through the doorway. He placed Willow on the couch and motioned Michael and Jonathon to take a seat. After they sat down in the chairs he pointed out to them, he walked into the bathroom, grabbing a cold washcloth.
Spike could feel his childer's eyes on him as he entered the room. Ignoring them, he sat on the couch by Willow's head, resting it on his lap. He held the washcloth to her forehead, hoping to make her feel better.
Willow felt the cold cloth against her skin. The scent of Spike was close. She could feel him through their bond. Slowly she opened her eyes, seeing blue eyes staring at her. "Spike?"
"Hey, baby."
"It worked, right? She didn't hurt them, did she? Your childer are ok, aren't they?"
"Sshh, they're fine. Everyone is fine. Get some sleep. You're weak from the spell."
"Mm-kay." Closing her eyes, she let everything else fade away from her.
Michael took a look at the redhead and then at his Sire. "She's friends with the Slayer?"
"Bad taste in friends, I'll admit," Spike told them. He looked down at Willow, running his fingers through her hair. "She's my mate. My lover. Slayer can go to hell."
"She protected us."
"Yeah, she did. It's her nature."
All three demons were silent for a while before Jonathon spoke up. "Thought you'd like to know we're leaving town."
"Yeah?" Spike asked.
"Yeah." He pointed to Willow. "What's her name again?"
"Willow."
"Right. Will we be seeing her about a century from now? Will you turn her?"
Spike looked up as his eyes flashed golden. "Absolutely."
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Willow woke up the following day and sat up, realizing she was in her room.alone. Frowning, she climbed out of bed and went to look for Spike. As she reached the bottom stairs, she saw him watching television on the couch. "Spike?" she whispered.
Hearing her voice, he jumped up. "Luv, are you ok? Do you need anything?"
"No. Where are they?"
"They left, pet. We'll meet up again someday. They went and left town."
"Are they mad at me?"
"No baby." Spike pulled her into his arms. "Vampires don't usually stay in one place very long.unless they're Master. That's different."
"Can we talk, Spike?"
"Sure. Let's sit down. What did you have in mind?"
"I don't know. Just stuff."
"We need to talk about the Slayer, pet."
Willow turned her head to look at him. "There's nothing to say about Buffy. Our friendship is.over. She'll try to stake you and.I don't want to be without you."
"And you won't be. Ever. About yesterday, the spell. I owe you, luv. I would have been as good as dust. And possibly my family too."
"I couldn't let her stake you. I wouldn't let her hurt them either."
Spike watched her carefully. He knew there was something else she wanted to say but was afraid. He could smell the fear. "Just say it, Red."
Willow took a deep breath. "Now that your childer are gone.does that mean.are we over?"
"Over?"
"Well, it started out as a pretending thing."
"But it didn't end that way, pet. You read the book."
"I know. I just.I guess I don't know how you feel. Is it temporary? I mean we did the biting thing and then the next thing I know we were facing Buffy and."
Spike pulled her face to his and kissed her hard. He hoped all of emotions came through in that one moment. Pulling away, he stretched out on the couch and brought her body to his. Nuzzling his mark, he started to whisper in her ear. "Does it feel temporary to you?"
THE END