Pairing: Spike/Willow
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Spike came back for revenge but found something else
Distribution: redssoulmates, poetry-in-motion
Feedback: No feedback...no fic. Lots of feedback...I write more.
Disclaimer: Don't sue. I don't own any of the characters. I don't make any money from it. All credit goes to Joss.
Spoilers: Up until Lover's Walk
Notes: <> is character's thoughts, season 3
Dedication: This is for Kat. Happy Birthday!! I hope you enjoy.
Thanks to Elisabeth as always for the beta.
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Spike walked through the graveyard, glancing at the almost empty bottle of liquor in his hand. <It's his fault she left me! Drusilla was my everything, my world. But no she cared too much about her daddy. Bitch!> Suddenly he caught a glimpse of red hair and had an idea. Truth be told, there was hardly anything in the bottle when he had started drinking it. He wanted revenge. He wanted blood. An evil smirk came across his face as he watched the house in front of him. Willow's house. As Spike started to walk up the drive, he knew she wasn't home yet. "What's that witch's name?" he mumbled. "Bugger it. Always called her Red before." Spike reached for the doorknob and turned it, expecting it to be locked. Much to his surprise it wasn't. "Hmm, she must have only left for a moment. This is gonna be fun." Making a silent plea to himself, he casually stepped over the invisible boundary. "Well well, you invited Angel in but never uninvited him. How interesting. Since I'm his childe, I'm welcome too. Neat." Spike kept the lights off and remained in the house until she came home.
Spike stood to the side of the door, like a cat ready to pounce. When he heard the door shut, he grabbed her from behind. "Well, hello pet. Fancy seeing you here."
Willow started to struggle. By the accent she knew it was Spike. "I'll scream."
"Promise?" he whispered. "If you didn't.well, where would the fun be?"
"Buffy will."
"Stake me? Hardly. The bint doesn't even know I'm in town. Came back for revenge I did. Lost the love of my unlife because of that wanker."
"Wanker?"
"Angelus, pet. Keep up." He pushed her harshly to the couch, watching her body slump to it. He could feel the fear coming off her in waves. "Came here for revenge, but I think I just found something better."
"Um.better? What.what is that?"
Spike smirked at her innocence. "You."
"No," she said out loud. Willow jumped off the couch and started to run. He always loved it when they ran.
Spike grabbed her wrists and slammed her against the wall. "Not nice to run away from me. We were just getting started. You wouldn't want to make me mad, would you?"
Willow started shaking her head. "No, no. I wouldn't try to make you mad. I can do a spell. Get her back for you. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" she asked. She hoped her voice sounded hopeful.
"It is tempting. But I suddenly have other things in mind."
"Other things?" she squeaked.
He let his eyes roam over her body. "Oh, yeah. I bet you taste like pure magick."
"No. No, I don't. I taste yucky. Blah."
<The girl has spirit. Wonder how long it would take me to break that.> He leaned into her neck. "I only wanted her to love me," he whispered and then kissed her neck. "To choose me first," he told her and then placed another kiss along her neck. "I gave her everything." Kiss. "Anything she wanted. She just didn't want me." With every kiss, he could feel her relax more into his arms.
<This is wrong, very wrong. But it feels so good. No, he's a vampire. He could drain you.> Before she knew it she let her hands linger on the back of his neck. She rolled her head to the side, exposing her neck more, getting lost in the moment.
"I only wanted someone to love me," he whispered as he started to undo the buttons on her shirt. "To want me." He undid a few more buttons. "To need me." He pushed the shirt to the floor and smiled when he saw she wasn't wearing a bra. He leaned his head down to her breast and let his tongue graze her nipple as he felt it harden under his touch. When he heard a soft moan escape her lips, he gently began to suck on it. After a few moments, he pulled away and moved to her other breast. He started giving it the same attentions as he unbuttoned her jeans. Pulling down the garment, he kissed his way down her body, his lips lightly grazing over her body. When he pulled her jeans off completely, he dropped to his knees and let his thumb graze over her slit. He heard her gasp in surprise. Her arousal was strong, almost overpowering. Spike let his tongue drift over her clit, tasting her for the first time.
Willow felt her body responding to every action he was making. She responded to every touch.
After he began to taste her for a few moments, he kissed his way back up her body. By the time he had reached her lips again, he had already kicked off his boots and pulled his t-shirt over his head. "What's your name, luv?"
"Willow," she replied shyly.
"Willow.hmm.I think I'll stick with Red."
"I can't.I've never.with anyone."
"That changes as of right now."
"I'm scared."
"Let's see if I can take your mind of it, luv." He unzipped his pants and kicked them to the floor before pressing his body against hers. Holding her arms above her head, he attacked her mouth. The kisses were rough and claiming. It wasn't tender, it was an act of possession.
Willow knew she should be protesting, but she wanted this. She wanted him. And if she told the truth, she loved everything he was doing to her. She started to return his kisses with the same passion.
Spike felt her body react to his and drifted to her neck. Suddenly he was kissing her everywhere.
"Spike," she pleaded. "Please," she whimpered.
He caught her lips in a bruising kiss and picked her up, thrusting into her hard, breaking her barrier. He swallowed her screams and stood still for a moment, waiting for her to adjust. He pulled his mouth away from hers and found her panting. "You ok?" he whispered. He saw her nod her head yes but also saw tears. He kissed away the tears falling down her face as he slowly moved inside of her.
Willow allowed herself to feel everything Spike was doing to her. Everything he was making her feel. She curled her arms around his neck and locked her legs around his waist. She used her position to ride him as he was pushing into her.
"Red," he groaned.
"Faster. Need you."
Spike didn't need to hear anything else. He let his demon have full control. He started to fuck her hard against the wall. Pushing deeper and deeper with each thrust. All he could feel was her warmth gripping him like she was made for him. When he heard her start to moan his name, he couldn't resist leaning into her ear. "Enjoy fucking a demon, my sweet?"
The sound of his voice sent chills through her. Touched parts of her she never knew existed. "Spike.Spike." she started to whimper.
He could feel her orgasm approaching. Thrusting into her faster, he could feel own.
The faster he thrust into her, the more she tried to meet each thrust. She couldn't hold back anymore. Digging her fingernails into his back, she leaned into his neck and nibbled gently.
Spike's eyes flashed golden as he morphed. He felt her against his neck and bit into hers, feeling her blood on his tongue. He bit down harder, claiming her for his own.
When Willow felt the fangs enter her neck, she bit down hard, drawing blood. She could feel the orgasm shake through her body as she screamed his name.
Spike pulled away from her neck and growled her name as he came inside of her. Trying to ease the shaking of his body, he let his human features return and slid out of her. Picking her up, he laid them both down on the couch and waited for their breathing to return to normal.
Once it returned, Willow was the first one to speak. "Wow," she said out of breath.
Spike put out his cigarette and pulled her close. "You can say that again."
"You bit me."
"I claimed you. And you.you bit me. You can bite me like that anytime you want, luv."
"Claimed?"
"You're mine now. You belong to me."
"Oh," she said quietly. "I guess you'll be leaving town now, huh?"
"I've got no reason to stay here. Especially since you're coming with me."
Willow quickly turned her head to look at him. "Really?" Her eyes were shined with happiness.
"I'm sure as hell not letting you go. Ever."
THE END