Parts: 11 - 20
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~Part: 11~
Her eyes froze on his dying form. <No, no, no, no. He is not going to die.> Willow pushed herself up off the floor and started to scan the room. Quickly she made her way to the cooler for blood but it was gone. Willow started to hyperventilate. <Calm down.> It was then that something caught her eye. The bottle from the other night. She grabbed it and smashed it against the wall. Once it shattered to the floor, she bent down and picked up the biggest piece. Walking back over to Spike, she took a deep breath and turned her wrist. Looking once more at the piece of glass, she dragged it across her wrist until she saw blood.
Willow kneeled by Spike's body, and held the wrist in front of his face, silently pleading for him to drink. When his body didn't respond, she pushed her wrist to his lips. "Spike you have to drink," she whispered. Suddenly his eyes opened but no blue could be found. They were pure golden. He morphed and bit into her wrist, drinking for a moment before he pulled away.
Spike only drank enough blood to regain a fraction of his energy. He picked himself up off the floor and raked his eyes over the human in front of him.
"Spike?" she whispered but all she received was a growl. She knew then that Spike wasn't really there. She was dealing with his demon only. She stood up when she heard him growl and started to back away from him. He was advancing on her quickly. Before Willow knew it, the back of her legs hit the bed and she fell on top of it. Before she could get up, he was straddling her hips.
Spike smirked when she had fallen on the bed. He climbed on top of her to prevent her from leaving. Leaning down into her neck, he inhaled her scent for a moment. He pushed her head to the side and leaned down to her ear. "Mine," he growled. He bit into he neck harshly, letting the blood flow into his mouth. Even as he felt the girl struggle under him, he continued to feed from her. He bit down harder, claiming her as his. When Spike felt the human's body go limp, he pulled away and licked at the stray drops of blood on her neck. Then suddenly his eyes returned to their crystal shade of blue.
Spike leaned back from Willow, shock paralyzing his system. <Cor, Red. Don't die on me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.> Calming himself down, he concentrated on her heart, noticing it still had a strong beat. <How did I even bite the girl?> When he looked down, he saw her wrist still covered in blood. He tore his own wrist open with his fangs and spread his blood on the cut, knowing it would help speed up the wound's recovering time. He then held her close to his body, cradling her in her arms. "What did you do, Red? Why the hell did you do it?" he mumbled into her skin. His eyes drifted back to his bite mark. He had claimed her. "Please be ok. And please don't hate me when you wake up." He nuzzled into her neck and fell asleep, holding her close to his body.
~~~*~~~
Spike had been up for two hours and there had been no change in the sleeping girl next to him. He was genuinely worried about her. He knew he had taken too much blood.
Willow slowly opened her eyes, but everything seemed fuzzy. "Spike?" she whispered out to him.
Her voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "Willow. I'm here baby. Say something. Do you need something?"
"Everything is fuzzy."
"You're weak. I...I took too much blood, luv. I'll get you some juice." Spike left the bed and walked over to the cooler grabbing a bottle of juice. He returned to the bed and helped Willow sit up. He kept one hand steady on her back while the other one held the juice. After Willow sat up half way, he brought the juice up to her lips, allowing her to take small sips. "Not too much at once. You'll get sick."
After she drank a little, she pushed it away and relaxed against Spike. Looking down at her wrist, she noticed the cut had almost healed.
Spike noticed the gesture. "Vampire blood, luv. I put some on your cut. It heals faster than human blood." Spike slid down the bed so their faces were eye level. "What did you do?" he asked her softly.
Anxiety started to coarse through her body. "Well I had this feeling...I came here...and you...no blood...you were..."
"Shh, luv. It's ok."
"I-I cut my wrist so you could drink. I guess your demon didn't like that or something. You bit into my neck and...oh goddess, you bit into my neck!"
"I drank from you, luv. It's why things are...fuzzy. We need to get some food into you and get the hell out of this crypt." Spike took a deep breath before he continued. "Do you realize what you did? What it means when a human offers their blood like you did?"
"No. I just..." Willow looked into his eyes and started to cry. "You were gonna die. You were losing so much blood. I didn't want you to go away," she said softly.
Spike pulled her to his body and started rubbing small circles on her back to soothe her. He brushed her tears away and kissed her forehead. "We need to talk soon, luv. Your blood...things have happened now."
"I don't understand."
"I know and I will explain but considering the hell we both just went through I don't think right now is the greatest time."
Willow crawled out of his embrace and opened the cooler. She grabbed a bottle of water and a t-shirt.
"What are you doing, pet?"
"Taking care of you." She opened the water and wetted the material. She then started to drape it across his face, trying to clean the blood from his skin.
Spike grabbed her hand tenderly and stared into her eyes for a moment. "Everything just changed, luv."
~Part: 12~
"What do you mean everything just changed? Spike..."
"Sshh, no worries. Go upstairs and pack up your stuff." He reached in his pocket and pulled out his keys. He then handed them to her. "Take these. The car is right outside. I'll gather what I need to down here and we're getting the hell out of this crypt."
"Where are we going?"
"We'll stay at a hotel till I can get everything figured out."
Willow started towards the stairs but stopped and turned towards him. "I'm sorry," she whispered.
He looked up and at her. "Sorry for what?"
"For what happened. The blood and the bite. I was scared and...I didn't know what to do."
He could see she was on the verge of tears. He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to his body. "Sshh. I told you no more worries. I'm gonna take care of you. But we need to get out of here before whoever it was that attacked me comes back. I won't let them hurt you."
Willow nodded her head. "I know you didn't want to bite me."
Spike growled at her statement. "That so?" He kissed her forehead. "There's so much to talk about. But right now we don't have the bloody time. Go on upstairs, pet." He watched her disappear up the ladder and ran a hand over his face. "Bloody hell, what have I gotten myself into? And how am I gonna tell her?" He looked around the room and grabbed a bag, throwing things into it. Lastly, he picked up his cell phone and made his way up the ladder.
When he reached the upper level, he saw Willow sitting on the floor, with her knees tucked into her chest. "Pet?"
"Hey," she said softly. "Are we ready?"
Spike walked over to her. "Yeah, we're ready." He extended his hand and pulled her up. "Why the long face, luv?"
"I just feel like I've done something wrong. Like I should've done something different. And I don't understand anything." Willow took a deep breath. "And..."
"And what?"
"And I want to kiss you," she whispered almost too softly. "And that's wrong because you're here taking care of me and..."
"Willow," he interrupted.
The sound of his husky voice sent shivers through her body. "Yeah," she said softly.
He pulled her body close to his and leaned into her neck. Spike placed a soft kiss on his claim. As he did that he could feel the emotions running through both of them. Pushing his demon back, he grabbed her hand and pulled her out to the car.
~~~*~~~
About an hour later, Spike had just gotten the keys to their room. He opened the door and ushered the redhead inside. Once they both made it safely inside, he locked the door and placed their bags down.
Willow looked around the room. It wasn't that bad. "So," she started.
"Not tonight, pet. We talk tomorrow. Go on and take a bath..."
"I'll take one in the morning."
"Alright. Then lets get some sleep."
"Ok." Willow went into the bathroom and changed her clothes and then climbed into the bed. "Are you staying up for a bit?" she asked him.
"A bit." Once he watched her fall to sleep, he pulled out his cell phone. Dialing the number, the phone rang three times before the other person picked up.
"Hello," the muffled answer came.
"Sire."
"William? Why are you calling me?"
"Listen, Angelus. I need something."
"What do you need?"
Spike glanced over at Willow while he talked to Angel. "I need my money. I know you have it somewhere tied up. Well, I need access to it."
"Tell me why."
"None of your bloody business. You gonna give me access to it or what?"
"It's important?"
Letting his eyes graze over her body, he returned his attention back to the phone call. "Yeah. It's very important."
"Where do you want me to wire it to?"
After Spike had given Angel the account information, he shed his clothes except for his jeans and climbed into bed with Willow. "Very important," he whispered. "Mine," he said softly as she nuzzled into his chest.
~Part: 13~
Spike woke up the next afternoon and reached over in the bed to pull Willow closer to him. He started patting the bed when he didn't feel a body next to him. Sitting straight up in the bed he looked around the room. Hearing the water running in the shower, he relaxed a bit and leaned against the headboard. Just as he leaned back, the bathroom door opened.
Willow looked around the bathroom but realized she had forgotten her clothes. <How did I forget them? At least Spike is still asleep. I'll just sneak in the room grab them and run back.> She opened the door slowly and started to walk softly to the other side of the room.
Spike saw her come out of the bathroom and froze. There was Willow, wearing nothing but a towel and his claim mark. And he had never seen anything look more beautiful. He let out a breath he never realized he had been holding while his jeans seemed shrink.
Willow snuck a look over at Spike and froze. Her eyes became wide. "Um...hi."
"Hello, pet."
"I didn't think you'd be awake." Suddenly she looked down at her body realizing what she was wearing and started to blush. "I just need to get something to wear and I'll be right out."
Spike couldn't say anything, so he just nodded his head. As she bent over to grab her clothes, a low moan escaped his lips. <She's not yours to have, mate. You're supposed to be taking care of her not trying to shag her. Like hell she isn't mine. I claimed the chit!> He jumped out of bed and made his way over to her before she turned around.
When Willow turned around, she almost stumbled into Spike. He was standing so close to her, they were practically touching. "Spike!"
"Sshh, luv." He brought his thumb up to her lips and grazed it across them for a moment. He just wanted to touch her.
"Spike, I told you. If we kiss, it changes everything."
Spike pulled his thumb away and slid his hands through her hair. "Everything's already changed, luv." He brought his head down and pressed his lips gently to hers. He felt her start to protest and opened her mouth to protest, which only gave him the opportunity to deepen the kiss.
Willow wanted to protest the kiss. She opened her mouth to do so, but the moment his lips touched her, she lost herself. She lost herself in his touch. In his scent. And in his kiss. She knew she didn't want the moment to end. Slowly, she brought her hands up and laced them through his hair, letting her body crush to his. As the kiss become more about want, she suddenly pulled away and took a step back. They were both trying to catch their breath. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm so sorry." Willow picked up the clothes and ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. She let her fingers drift up to her lips, where Spike had been touching her only moments before.
Spike winced as he heard the door shut and locked into place. He sat on the end of the bed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Bloody hell," he mumbled.
~~~*~~~
About ten minutes later he heard the bathroom door open and saw Willow coming out with her head down. "Come sit over by me, luv. We need to talk." He watched as Willow did what she was told, without saying anything. "Look at me," he told her but saw her sit still. He placed two fingers under her chin and lifted her face to look at his. He captured her lips with his, placing a kiss upon them before pulling back.
"Spike..."
"No, now you listen to me. Things between us...things have already changed."
"How? What do you mean? Why?"
He grazed his thumb over the bite on her neck. "That bite says everything."
"I let you feed from me. I don't understand. I didn't want you to become dust. I don't..."
"No demon will ever touch you again, luv. You're protected."
"Protected? Spike you've fed off of lots of people. I don't..."
"I've never claimed one before," he interrupted.
"Claimed?"
Spike looked into her eyes and grazed his fingers along the side of her face. "I claimed you. You belong to me."
"Claimed? You claimed me? I-I don't even know what that means but it can't be good."
"It means exactly what I said. That you belong to me."
"I don't belong to anyone."
"You do now."
"And what if I don't want to?"
"That isn't a choice," he whispered. "It CAN'T be undone."
"I can't believe this. So what? I just belong to you now? In what way? Goddess, you hardly even like me."
He drifted his fingers through her hair. "Don't be so sure."
~Part: 14~
Willow swatted his hands away from her. "Just don't, ok?"
"You're mine."
"I'm not your anything." Willow quickly stood up but realized that she really didn't have anywhere she could go. She was in a hotel room with a master vampire who was determined to believe that she belonged to him. She had no idea where in Sunnydale they even were.
Spike stood up and realized her back was facing him. He didn't like being ignored. He grabbed her shoulders in a possessive gesture. "You. Belong. To. Me. Don't fight me on this." He spun her body around so that she was facing him. "Maybe you need a reminder," he told her. His eyes the color of cold steel.
"A remin."
Cutting off her sentence, Spike captured her lips with his, crushing their bodies together. He felt her trying to pull away, which only made him deepen the kiss. Tasting her felt like heaven or the closest thing he would come to it. She tasted like power and innocence. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he held her body in place and slowly felt her melt into him. When he finally pulled away, he saw confusion in her eyes. He wasn't sure if the confusion was because of him or that her own body might be betraying her. "You're mine," he whispered and then slowly walked away from her.
When Willow heard the bathroom door click, she inhaled a deep breath. Her fingers automatically went to her neck as she grazed the bite. Her eyes became wide as everything seemed to click. Everything that Spike had told her. Everything she had read about vampires. <A master vampire has claimed me. I've been claimed by Spike.> "I think I need to sit down," she mumbled. Just as she sat down on the couch, she heard the bathroom door open.
Spike opened the door and glanced to the bed, which was empty. His eyes fixated on where he had left her, but it was also empty. His eyes grazed over to the couch, where he saw her form. Her shoulders were hunched forward and her head hung low. Slowly he made his way to the couch and sat next to her.
Willow lifted her head slowly and saw Spike sit down next to her. He had on a pair of jeans and nothing else. His hair was still wet from the shower and wavy. "I'm sorry this happened," she said softly.
Spike turned his head to look at her. "Sorry what happened, luv?"
"This. Us. You had one weak moment and your demon claimed me. And now we're stuck together. You must hate this."
Surprise wasn't even the word to describe his reaction. "I must hate this? Oh, yeah," he replied sarcastically. "I hate that I claimed you. In fact, I hate it so much that I've been thinking about doing it again. And I hated kissing you. Must explain why I kissed you again. And having.having you here with me." He placed his hand on the side of her face, turning her head to look into his eyes. "Having you here with me means.it means a hell of a lot. What you did for me.my demon takes what it wants, Red."
"But that would mean."
"That a part of me always wanted you. I don't regret what happened. And I sure hell don't hate it."
Willow started biting her lower lip. "What happens now?"
"What do you want to happen?"
~Part: 15~
"I don't know! I don't know what I want to happen."
Spike brushed her hair away from her face. "I know what I want to happen." He leaned forward to kiss her.
Willow suddenly jumped up. "This is fake. This is all fake."
"What are you talking about?"
"All this.this kissing and stuff. It's the bond. Before all this, you didn't even look at me and now you're.you're.well look at you!"
Spike stood up. "The bond intensifies what's already there. That means you already felt something for me, luv. And I know I already fancied you."
"You what?"
"I fancied you. Why else would I want to turn you?"
"This is wrong, Spike. Me and you. It's."
Spike jumped up from the couch. "Not wrong. We are not wrong." He stalked towards her, smiling when she started to back up. When her back hit the wall, he placed his hands on her hips. "We are very right for each other. You're the fire I need and I'm the danger you need. Your fire to my ice and if you let yourself, we could melt each other." He let his hands drift up her arms and through her hair. "If you let yourself, we could be perfect together. You're everything I've ever wanted and I'm everything you'll ever need." Spike took a step back. "Now I'm gonna get dressed. I have business to attend to."
"Business? It's sunny outside."
"I've got my duster and I'll stick to the shadows. It's something I need to go do. I'll pick you up for research but don't plan on staying there long."
"Why? Are we going somewhere?"
"The demon club I told you about. I want to take you there tonight."
"But the demons."
"Won't touch you. In the first place you're a witch and second you're mine. They'd be stupid to even look your direction if not given my consent. Pick out something to wear before we leave for research."
"You're just gonna leave me here all day?"
"You'll be fine. I got you something."
"A gift? You really should stop with the gifts. A girl might get used to it and not want to give you up."
Spike looked into her eyes. "That's the idea, pet." When he saw her blush, he continued. "Go sit on the bed and I'll bring you your gift."
Willow did what she was told and smiled when she saw a rectangular object being placed in front of her. "What is it?"
"Open it."
Willow did what she was told and smiled. A laptop computer. "Really? It's mine?"
"It's yours. Do you like it? I thought it might keep you busy while I went out today."
"It's great!"
Spike put his duster on while watching her. "It's good to see that fire in you, pet. I'll be back later on. Remember what I said." He walked over to her and placed a kiss on her cheek. "I'll be back soon," he whispered.
Spike left the hotel in search of the building he was setting out to find. Arriving at his destination, he opened the door and tried to adjust his eyes to the artificial light that flooded the building.
"Good afternoon, sir. How can we help you today?"
~~~*~~~
Willow lost track of time as she checked out the brand new computer. Before she knew it, Spike came home.
Spike opened the door. "Honey, I'm home," he mocked.
"Funny, Spike."
"I try. Did you miss me?"
"Actually, I didn't think about you." She saw Spike frown. "I mean I just kinda got lost with the computer and.I'm happy you're home now."
"Are you happy?"
The question caught her off guard. "Of course I'm happy."
Spike sat on the bed behind her and let his arms circle her waist while his mouth moved up to her ear. "Are you happy with me?" He heard her heart beat pick up. "You didn't think about me once, luv? You didn't think about what I said to you or maybe how I make you feel?"
"Well maybe I thought about you a bit."
"Good," he told her. "I thought about you too." He kissed his mark on her neck. "Are we ready for research?"
"Yeah."
Spike started to make his way to the door when he noticed Willow wasn't moving. She had gotten up off the bed but was just standing in the middle of the room. "You ok?"
"Yeah."
"Well I hate to inform you, but you have to go to the door. It doesn't come to you." Seeing the mix of expressions on her face, he made his way to her. "What is it?"
"I missed you today," she whispered.
"Thought you didn't think about me?"
"We both know that was a lie. I wasn't sure if you'd come back and I."
"I belong to you as much as you belong to me. I won't leave. So let's get this research bit over with so we can go out."
"Why are you so eager to go out?"
"My demon wants to show off its mate."
~Part: 16~
Willow and Spike walked up to Giles' front door as Buffy passed them going out. "Hey, Wills. Giles is inside." Buffy decided to ignore Spike, as usual, and only address Willow.
"Where are you going?"
"Patrol." Buffy glared at Spike. "I have to go kill the evil things of the world.".
Willow frowned at the sudden discomfort between her best friend and her.mate? <I'm mated to Spike. How am I gonna explain this?> She saw Buffy finally walk away and Willow continued to the front door. She could feel him right behind her. She reached up to grab the door handle but Spike wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back to him.
"Spike! Someone may see."
"I don't care. You're mine." He gave her a playful pout. So.I don't think the Slayer likes me too much."
"You are a vampire. She is a vampire slayer. Angel never got that part." Suddenly she heard Spike growl low in his throat.
"Don't talk about my sire." He glanced at her neck. "You hid my mark. Why?"
She turned her head to look at him. "Cause I want to tell them when the time is right, not when they notice it and think you should become dust."
"Good point, luv. I'm guessing tonight isn't the right time?"
"I hadn't planned on telling them yet. Do you mind?"
"Yeah, I bloody well mind. But I understand and I don't fancy getting staked. Besides you can make it up to me later."
"Sure are confident of yourself."
"Yeah, I am." Spike pushed open the door and looked around the room. It was empty. "Watcher? You here?"
Giles turned the corner and saw Willow and Spike. "Hello. Was there something you needed?"
"Um.well, we were gonna help research."
"Well, actually it's been pretty quiet. Usually that means trouble but I can't detect any, so I sent Buffy on patrol."
"And Xander?"
"He went home. You two are free to leave."
"We'll." Willow started.
".be leaving. Thanks Watcher." Spike pulled the protesting redhead out the door and to his car.
"Maybe I wanted to stay."
"And I want to go out. Besides, what were we gonna do? Stare at a book for an hour on a demon we're not researching cause nothing is going on? Sounds like a bore, pet."
Ten minutes later they pulled up to the hotel. "Go and get dressed, pet. We leave in fifteen minutes."
"Maybe I don't want to go," she whispered.
"Why not?"
"It's just.I'm kinda scared. I mean I'm gonna be in a club full of demons and I know, no big deal to you cause, you know, vampire. But I'm human. A human with living blood that breathes and."
"You'll be fine. I won't let anything hurt you. Go get dressed, I'll be in in a minute." Spike handed her the key and waited for her to close the door. Taking a few moments for himself, he took a deep breath and entered the room. "Willow," he called out.
"In the bathroom. I'll be right out." <I hope he likes the outfit.> Willow stepped out of the bathroom, waiting to see his _expression. She saw him watching her. "What do you think?"
<What do I think? What do I think? Bloody hell, I want to shag her against the wall right now. That's what I think.> Spike let his eyes rake over her body some more. All of the clothes she was wearing were things he had picked out for her. She was dressed in a pair of black leather pants and a pair of boots. She was also wearing a green silk corset that tied in the front. He noticed how it pressed her breasts together, showing a vast amount of cleavage. Spike noticed she had put on a bit of makeup and piled her hair on the top of her head, his bite mark in full view. Suddenly, he felt his pants become tighter against his skin.
"You're making me more nervous now. You're just staring and not saying anything. Maybe I should change."
"No. You chose the perfect outfit." He walked over to her and placed his arms around her, pulling her into his body. He started to purr softly in her ear. "Are we ready?"
"Yeah."
~~~*~~~
They drove for about twenty minutes until they reached the club. Spike wrapped his arm possessively around her hips as they entered it. "Let's find us a table, pet."
Willow nodded and looked around as they made their way through the crowds. She looked around and couldn't help but noticed it seemed a lot like any regular club.except with demons.
Spike sat down and pulled her into his lap, letting his fingers play over her thighs. Willow turned her head to look at him. "Us being here, it seems."
"Wrong," he supplied. "That's what you usually say."
Willow placed her hand on the side of his face. "I was actually gonna say it feels right. It's like all of a sudden everything just clicks and I know exactly where I'm supposed to be."
Spike couldn't hold back his grin even if he tried. "Let's dance."
"Dance?"
Spike had already started pulling her out onto the dance floor. A slow song had come on and he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. She followed his lead and wrapped her arms around his neck. Spike slowly moved to the music, letting his body brush against her. He heard a contented sigh but could also feel tension in her body. "What's wrong?" he whispered.
"Nothing," she lied.
Spike pursed his tongue between his teeth and then pulled her off the dance floor to a dark corner. He pushed her against the wall gently. "Don't EVER lie to me. What's wrong?"
"It's just." Willow looked around the club. "I don't feel."
"You want reassurance."
She lowered her eyes to the floor. "I guess," she whispered.
He took a step closer to her, pressing his body into hers. "I can give you reassurance, baby. Trust me?"
"Should I?"
Spike smirked and leaned into her ear. "You are the most beautiful woman I know. You're sexy and full of fire and you're mine. All mine." He kissed his way down to her neck and morphed. Holding her body in place, he sank his teeth into her skin, letting her blood hit his tongue and surround his senses. He drank slowly, letting the effects of the feeding travel through her body.
Willow felt his fangs pierce her skin and she knew this was what she needed. It was at this time that she felt desired and wanted. That she felt needed. She felt like she was a part of him. Willow moved her hands up to the back of his head, holding him in place as he drank from her. She could feel the desire building in her body.
Spike pulled back before he took too much blood and let his human features come forward. He licked at the remaining drops of blood that tried to slide down her neck. "I needed that," she whispered.
"I needed it too," he whispered back. "I claimed you again."
"It felt good."
"I can make you feel so good all over, pet." He took the ties of her corset and pulled them with his teeth, slightly opening her top. He kissed his way down to her breasts, nipping and licking his way there. When he heard her moan his name, he pulled away and re-tied her top.
"Spike?"
"We can't do this."
"I thought.I thought you wanted this. That you wanted me."
Spike saw her _expression and his undead heart fell. He pressed his denim-covered erection against her. "You feel that? I want you so much. Nothing would make me happier than to take you right here against this wall but you're better than that. When I take you, we're not gonna have an audience. And I plan on taking my time. To feel you. To kiss you. To taste you. Your screams will be delicious."
"Not exactly protesting here. Now that I'm all worked up."
"It'll have to wait, pet. Imagine me having patience. I want you to have your surprise first."
"Surprise? What surprise? When do I get it?"
"Tomorrow evening." Spike leaned into her ear. "We can still play," he purred. "Not much, but we can still play." He pulled her out of the club and to his car.
~Part: 17~
As Spike pulled up to the hotel, he looked over and saw Willow asleep. "Luv," he whispered as he gently shook her form. "We're at the hotel, pet. I need you to wake u p for a bit."
"Mmahng," she mumbled.
He smirked at her response. He leaned down and started to gently nibble on her ear.
"Sleepy," she whispered.
"I know. But you need to get out of these clothes. I would undress you but."
Willow's eyes flew open. "Awake. I'm awake."
"Let's go."
They entered the hotel and Willow went directly to the bed. Spike looked around the hotel but couldn't find what he was looking for. "Red, where's the shirt you sleep in?"
"Don't know."
Spike picked up one of his shirts and threw it at her. "Go put this on."
"Do I have to get up?"
"No. You can change in front of me. I'm sure I won't mind watching you strip."
"Right. I'll just be in the bathroom."
"Thought you might change your mind." As he saw the door shut, he made his way into the kitchen. After drinking a mug of blood, he rinsed out the cup and started towards the bed. That's when he froze. Will ow had already made it to the bed and was lying on top of the sheets. She wore nothing except for one of his black t-shirts and he thought she had never looked more beautiful. He closed his eyes for a minute, hoping the vision of her would fade because all he wanted to do at that exact moment was to take her and shag her until she couldn't walk. He opened his eyes and took a deep unneeded breath. Walking over to the bed, he kicked off his boots and pulled his own t-shirt over his head, leaving his jeans on. Climbing into bed, he pulled the covers over them both and flicked off the light. A couple of moments of silence had passed between them and he was sure she was asleep until he heard her voice.
"Why are we doing this?"
Spike leaned on his elbow on his side and faced her. "Doing what, exactly? And I thought you were asleep."
"Not even a week ago, we hardly spoke. Even in passing. Then you told me you'd take care of me and for some reason I agreed to it. And then this."
"This?"
"This claiming thing. I never asked to be claimed. And now I suddenly belong to you. Whatever the hell that means."
"I told you."
"Yeah, I know what you told me. It only goes through my mind about every three seconds. I mean what am I to you? What are you to me? Is this just a game to you? I mean.I don't know what I mean."
Spike sat up and turned on the light. "Think you're so much easier to figure out?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"I offer to take care of you and yeah my demon wanted to claim you. I wanted to claim you. This isn't a game. The demon sees you as his mate. And you. You're so hot and cold."
"Hot and cold?" she seethed.
"First you're telling me how wrong it is that I kiss you and then you kiss ME! You practically encourage me to touch you at the club and now you're being all cold again. I don't know what you're thinking half the time and I don't think you know ei ther."
"Well, maybe I'm a bit confused! A master vampire, who has tried to kill me in the past, has claimed me for his mate! How am I supposed to react? I'm having all these feelings and I don't know if it's cause of the bond or.I don't know, ok? I'm confused"
"What kind of feelings?" he whispered innocently.
Willow's face started to blush with the rest of her body. "I.um.we should try and get some sleep, Spike."
Nodding his head at her, he reached over and shut off the light. He then reached over towards Willow and started drifting his fingers through her hair.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing.yet."
"Spike, I don't think."
Spike leaned his body halfway over hers. "Don't think. Close your eyes for a minute."
"I don't think so."
"Close your eyes and focus on my claim. Focus on me." He watched in the dark as she did what she was told and saw the various expressions that covered her face. "You feel wh at I feel, luv. We're connected." Spike started kissing her earlobe and could instantly feel her body respond to his. "You're mine. I claimed you for my mate. No mistake in that. You're full of fire and passion."
"How do you know?" she breathed.
"I just know." His lips were now covering her neck, placing soft kisses along her skin.
"Spike.I.uh." Willow was having trouble catching her breath. "I don't think we should do this tonight. I mean, confusion here."
"Don't worry. We're not. I just wanna play. Let's see if I can clear up any of that confusion." He brought his lips down to hers, running his tongue along her lips. As she slightly opened them, he slipped his tongue inside, tasting her. As he deepened the kiss, he ran his fingers down the length of her body, barely touching her, but enough to ignite a flame between them. When he felt her fingers through his hair, he pulled back remembering she still needed to breath. He started to kiss the other side of her neck and smiled when he felt her hands drift over his back. He could smell her arousal and wondered if she would let him continue. As he continued to kiss her skin, he gently pushed her legs apart and leaned his body between them.
"Spike."
"Sshh, luv. I told you we're not gonna shag tonight, but I still want you. I just want to feel your body against me. Placing his hips against hers, he started kissing her neck again, focusing on his claim. He could feel her hips press into his.
"Spike," she moaned.
"If you want me to stop, I will. Just tell me now. I don't want to hurt you, pet."
"Will you kiss me?" she asked softly.
"Always," he told her as his lips met hers. He rolled his hips against hers, letting the seams of his jeans hit her in all the right places.
Willow felt his jeans digging into her and the only thought was that she wanted more. More of Spike. She grabbed onto his upper arms as she ground her hips into him, hearing him moan out loud.
He continued to grind himself against her as he pushed up her shirt. Letting his thumb brush against one of her nipples, he heard her gasp. He leaned his head down to her breast and took it in his mouth, gently biting her nipple. He could feel her actions becoming more needing underneath him as he paid the same attention to her other breast. Spike lifted his head and brought her shirt back down as kissed his way back up to her neck.
"Spike.need you to bite me."
"Pet, I've fed off you once tonight already. I don't want you hurt."
"Please," she pleaded.
"Let me feel you and I'll bite you."
Willow looked at him confused. "You are feeling me."
"No. Really feeling you. What do you say?"
"Ok," she whispered.
Spike caught her lips with his and kissed her deeply as he pulled them both on their sides. He drifted his hand to her underwear and down through her curls. He slid one finger in and heard her gasp. Their eyes locked on each other for a moment before he slowly slid it in and out of her. He heard her breathing start to pick up.
He was driving her crazy. Didn't he get that she wanted him now? "Spike.more."
Hearing her words, he pleaded with the gods below that he could control himself. He slid a second finger into her, pushing farther into her. As he picked up the pace, he felt her lips on his neck. She was kissing and nipping at his skin and he wanted nothing more than to be inside her. His jeans were incredibly tight against him. Spike could feel her rocking against his hand, trying to create any friction she could possibly find. He leaned over to her ear and started whispering as his fingers continued to fuck her. "Just imagine," he whispered seductively. "Imagine me inside you, fucking you harder and faster." He could feel her hips buck against his hand even faster. "Handcuffs, silk, your legs w rapped around me. Begging for release."
"Goddess yes," she cried out.
He knew she was close, he just had to hold out for a little more. "Or maybe you're on your hands and knees as I come up from behind. Letting my demon out to play. Taking you from behind." He felt her body start to shake slightly as she started to flutter around him. "Me sliding into you, stretching you. Spanking you." The last two words sent her into overdrive. As her orgasm hit, he heard her scream out his name. He continued to fuck her with his fingers and morphed. He leaned over and bit into her neck, tasting her blood. He had to fight for control not to rip off his jeans and sink into her warmth. Spike felt her fingernails dig into his back as she started coming down from her high. Her body was still shaking as he pulled out his fingers and brought them to his mouth, really tasting her for the first time.
"Spike?"
"Mmm."
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom and clean up ."
"K." He watched her stand up from the bed on shaky legs and make her way to the bathroom. The minute the door shut, he unzipped his jeans as his cock sprung out from them. He slid his hand over his dick and closed his eyes. He could still taste her essence and blood in his mouth. He pumped himself faster knowing it wouldn't take long. Within moments, he came all over his hand, screaming her name in his mind. He opened his eyes and reached for the towel that had been left on the floor beside the bed. Spike cleaned himself off and zipped up his jeans, a smug smile on his face as he thought about Willow. A couple minutes later, the bathroom door swung open and Willow came over to the bed shyly. She laid down and smiled when his arms went around her body.
"That was.but you didn't."
"I'm ok, luv. Besides I'm sure you can make it up to me."
Willow was silent for a moment before she spoke up. "Those uh.things you were whispering?"
"Which t hings, luv?"
"The things about the handcuffs and silk and the spanking, could we try that sometime?"
He didn't even have to look at her and knew she was blushing. "Definatly. Does this mean you're not confused anymore?"
Willow tangled her legs with his. "Getting there."
Spike saw his bite and had to ask her a question. "Why do you like me to bite you so much?"
"Hmmm?"
"Don't act innocent, Red."
"It makes me feel wanted. Like I'm giving you this thing you need. When you bite me, I feel so connected to you. I feel like I'm a part of you."
He pulled her closer as her words hit him hard. He knew he would never give her up. He would never hurt her. And he was gonna have her. Handcuffs, silk, spankings and all.
~Part: 18~
Spike woke up the next morning and looked down, feeling Willow still in his arms. He held her close to his body as he nuzzled her neck, inhaling her scent. "Mine," he whispered. As he spoke that one word, he thought about the last couple of days. He decided his unlife had gotten very interesting. He had taken in Willow to look after her, to give himself a purpose. And then within a matter of days, his unlife had almost ended. He had been dying.again. He had felt the blood slowly leaving his body, making him weaker by the second. He still didn't know who attacked him. He could remember that he had glanced at them for a brief moment at the start of the beating. They had caught him off guard. There were five of them, dressed all in black. If it had been night, they would have blended in with the darkness.
He looked down at the girl in his arms once again. A human that had offered her blood willingly to him and now they had eternity. Truth be told, the chit intrigued him. On the outside she was quiet, shy and soft spoken. Spike wanted to know what was under that exterior, what she was really like. He knew she was full of fire. The question was, how much?
Glancing at the clock, he knew he needed to leave soon. Spike placed a kiss on her neck and carefully pulled away from her. Careful not to disturb her, he walked across the room and pulled on his jacket. He turned around once more to whisper goodbye and froze. Her bright green eyes were staring right back at him. "Hey," he whispered softly. "I was gonna let you sleep."
Willow pushed the blankets off of her body and sat up, leaning against the headboard. "You're leaving again?"
"I have to, luv. I'm finishing up a business deal today."
Willow let her fingers drift along the edge of the comforter. "Will you..will you be coming back?" she asked. Her voice was unsteady.
Spike leaned his head to the side and studied Willow for a moment. "Will I.," he started to say, repeating her earlier question. He shook his head in disbelief and made his way over to the bed. Pushing the length of his duster behind him, he sat down on the bed facing her. Spike reached out to touch her face, his fingers trailing down her skin to her neck. As he let his fingers brush against his mark, he felt her body shiver. "You still don't realize what that bite means, do you?"
Willow looked down at the bed and everywhere else except for his eyes. "You claimed me," she mumbled.
"You're mine, pet. Always. I wish I could make you understand what my claim on you means." He paused for a moment before continuing. "You're mine. I will always want you, always crave you. You're a part of me as I hope I am to you. NOTHING will keep us apart. But right now I have to leave for a bit."
"But."
"I told you I have business to attend to. It's for your surprise tonight. It's for us. Trust me?"
She hesitated for a moment before answering. "Yes."
Spike leaned forward and gently pushed her body down until she was lying on the bed. He glided his fingers through her fiery tresses. "Trust me, do you?"
"You know I do."
"It's a bit dangerous trusting a vampire, isn't it?"
"It's a bit dangerous letting one feed from me too."
Spike smirked. "That it is, luv." He brought his lips to her and lightly kissed her. When he pulled back, he asked his next question. "Do you want me, Red?"
Willow could feel herself blushing. "Um.do I.want you?"
"Do you? Do you want me? Do you want to kiss me? Touch me? Do you want to feel me inside you? To feel my fangs bite into your neck?"
By this time, Willow was squirming underneath him. Her breathing and heartbeat, both, sped up. She was afraid of answering him. She was still afraid he would leave for good.
"Tell me," he growled.
"Yes," she breathed and quickly looked away. "I want you. I shouldn't. I mean."
"Look at me," he whispered.
"I.I can't."
Placing his fingers under her chin, he turned her head to look at him. "I want you too," he told her as he stared into her eyes.
"You do?"
"I do."
Willow suddenly frowned. "Because of the bond?"
"The bond only heightens what was already there before."
"So before."
"Oh, yeah. After your surprise tonight, there won't be an inch of your body I haven't tasted." Spike leaned down to her ear. "Rest up, luv. You'll need it," he whispered. Without another word, he got up from the bed and made his way to the door. "Be ready to leave at sundown. We need to go the Watcher's and make an appearance."
"Ok. And then."
"And then you get your surprise." Keeping his duster securely around him, he walked out the door; staying to the shadows.
~Part: 19~
Spike pulled up to the hotel he was sharing with Willow just as the sun set. Turning off the engine, he let the memories of the day wash over him.
~~~*~~~
"We just need you to sign at the last line, sir."
Spike read the last portion of the document, signing his name as instructed. He looked up. "Is that all?"
"Yes, sir." The woman handed him an object and watched him walk out the door.
~~~*~~~
Spike took the object out of his pocket and held it for a moment in his hand before returning it to his duster. Climbing out of the car, he hoped she was ready to go.
Pushing the door open, he looked around but didn't see her. "Pet?"
"Hey, Spike!" she called out. "I'm in the bathroom tying my hair back."
Glancing her direction, he saw the door open. Quietly, he walked behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Spike smiled when she didn't shy away from him. He leaned into her neck and softly kissed her before resting his chin on her shoulder. "Missed you," he whispered.
"Missed you too."
He could hear a bit of concern in her voice. "Luv, turn around and look at me."
"We need to get going, don't we?"
He frowned. "In a bit. Baby, turn around."
Willow turned around but her face held no emotion. "I'm not your."
"I beg you not to finish that statement," he pleaded. "What is it? I know it's not us, even though you're lashing out at me."
After a moment, she spoke up. "You're right," she whispered. "I'm sorry."
"Wanna talk about it?"
"It's.it's everything. My parents don't want me. My friends haven't even realized that I'm not living in my old house. And then there's."
"Me," Spike said. "I would do anything for you," he told her while pulling her body into his arms. Nuzzling her neck, he continued. "Please don't shut me out. If you're angry, get angry. If you're upset, you can cry. I just.I just need you, luv."
After a long pause, she looked up at him. "For how long?"
Her question rang through his mind. He looked at her face, but she was turned away. "What do you mean for how long?"
"I'm wondering how long I'm gonna be here for. How long until you find someone else."
His demon had heard enough and Spike was more than willing to let it come out and play. He dug his fingers tightly into her hips, ignoring the chip, pressing his body against her. "Mine," he growled. "Always," he told her, his eyes blazing golden. "You're mine," he whispered in a deadly tone.
Willow looked down at the floor. Everything was happening so fast. "I know," she said softly.
"No, you really don't, pet. You don't have a bloody clue." Grabbing her chin, he forced her head up to meet his gaze. "You're mine. Always. Forever."
Something snapped within Willow. "So that's it? You suddenly say the word and I'm supposed to be what? Submissive to you? If I'm always with you, how am I supposed to be happy? How am I supposed to live a normal life?"
"Not much for the normal, are we? Living on a Hellmouth and all that."
"Fine! Then how am I supposed to fall in love?" Willow pushed him back with enough force for him to take a few steps back. Walking out of the bathroom, she realized she had nowhere to even go.
His eyes blazed golden as his demon was clawing to the top. 'How dare she talk about someone else to me!' Storming out of the bathroom, he grabbed her arm and spun her to meet him. "Love? The only bloody person you will fall in love with in your life WILL be me! I will NEVER be second in your eyes."
She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "What? You don't even love me!"
"You're right, I don't." Spike looked away for a moment. "But I could. We need to leave," he said in a rush, quickly changing the subject. "I expect you to be at the car in one minute."
~~~*~~~
The car trip to Giles' was done in complete silence. As he parked across the street, he glanced around, relaxing when he didn't see her friends or the Slayer. He saw Willow reach for her door, but he grabbed her wrist instead. The action caused her to look at him. Turning his head to look at her, he pursed his lips. "You're mine and I won't let you go."
Anger passed through her eyes. She yanked her wrist away from Spike. "I never asked for you to let me go. Maybe I like that I belong to you. Did you ever think about that?" Climbing out of the car, she slammed the door.
Spike watched her for a moment before getting out of the car. She tried to get out of his reach but he was a vampire. If he needed speed, he would use it. Right as she passed him, he grabbed her arm and brought her to his body. He saw a range of emotions cross her.
"What?" she said softly. She didn't want to argue with him.
He dropped her hand and cradled her face between his hands. Bringing his lips to hers, he kissed her, slowly at first. Tasting her lips, inhaling her scent. He softly growled, begging for entrance to her mouth. When he felt her slowly part her lips, he slipped his tongue in, tasting her. Spike felt her arms drift down his back, allowing her to pull him closer to her. He slid his hands through her hair, just as Willow pulled away.
"Someone may see," she whispered.
"Don't care," he told her and nuzzled his mark. "Let's get in there and make a bloody appearance. I promised you a surprise."
Walking up to Giles' door, Willow looked down and realized they were holding hands. She saw Spike lift her hand and bring it to his lips before letting go. He then pushed the door open, allowing Willow to enter first.
~Part: 20~
Spike glanced around the room at Willow's friends. <Some bloody friends! Gits don't even know the witch is staying with me. Wait till they find out I've claimed the girl.> He glanced at Willow, watching her as she studied the book in front of her. His eyes traveling to her neck, trying to suppress a growl when he realized she had his mark covered up again.
"Giles, I'm bored," Buffy whined. "And this is getting us nowhere. Do you even know what we're here for?"
"Well, no. Not exactly," he admitted.
"I need to kill something. I'm gonna patrol. Wills, you wanna come with?"
Willow snuck a quick glance at Spike and then looked at Buffy. "Um.no. I'm good here."
"Ok. See ya."
Spike watched as everyone left, leaving him alone with Willow and Giles. Watching as Giles disappeared into another room, he made his way to Willow.
He sat down next to her on the couch and casually put his arm on the back of it. "So.are we ready to leave or."
"Leave?" she squeaked. "Um.already?"
"Well, we've been here for a bit and your friends are gone. Besides we have plans."
"Plans?"
"Mm-hmm," he told her as he traced the outline of her jaw with his index finger. "Me.you.and a bed."
"Are you sure?" she asked.
He pulled away and frowned a bit. "What do you mean, am I bloody sure? If you don't want me, tell me now, luv."
"That's not it," she told him quickly. "I do.want you. I'm just."
"You're just what, pet?"
"I don't know. Scared, I guess. I mean I've had sex before, but.you're a vampire."
"Not good enough for you, am I?"
"What if I'm not good enough for you?" she asked softly. "I don't have your kind of strength. What if I'm not passionate enough or rough enough?"
Spike put his fingers to her lips to silence her. "You have no idea how gentle a lover I can be," he whispered. "Let's get out of here." He pulled her to her feet. "Watcher," he called out. "We're leaving. I'm seeing the witch home."
"Very well. Do be careful."
Spike pulled her out the door and out to his car.
~~~*~~~
They rode in silence for a couple of minutes. He could feel the tension between then. Turning down a back road, he pulled over and turned off the engine.
Willow looked around but didn't see anything familiar. "What?"
"That's my question, luv. What?"
"I don't understand."
"I thought we moved past the point of 'what the hell is going on' stage. Thought you wanted me. I thought you were beginning to understand about us. About our bond. Thought you weren't bloody confused anymore."
"I was. I am. It's just.I'm on edge and I don't know why."
"I know why."
"Why?"
Instead of answering, he leaned in closer to her. "I know what you need, what you crave. I crave it too. Your blood.your body. Just tell me you want me. Tell me you need me," he pleaded.
"I need you," she whispered. Grazing the side of his face with her fingers she continued. "And I DO want you. I don't know much about our bond or any of it, but I know I don't want to live without you."
Spike didn't need to hear anything else. She wanted him, needed him. And she didn't want to live without him. Crushing his lips to hers, he forgot about tenderness. He wanted to possess her. He demanded entrance, deepening the kiss as she gave him access. While kissing her, his fingers quickly undid the top few buttons of her shirt, revealing the curve of her neck. Pulling away he noticed her face was flushed, her breath uneven.
"What are you doing?"
"Giving you what you crave." Spike morphed and gently slid his fangs into her neck. He waited for the pain, but it never came. The slightest taste of her blood seemed to calm him. As he slowly drank from her, he felt arms reach out to him, trying to pull him closer.
Willow focused on Spike and the feelings he invoked inside of her. She grabbed his arms, pulling him closer. She leaned her head farther to the side, giving him better access. "Spike." she breathed. "Harder."
Spike waited for a few moments before biting down harder. When he did, he knew he wanted to stay that way forever. Holding her body close, he drank deeply. He could feel her body trembling slightly from the emotions. Spike pulled away before taking too much blood and let his human features come forward. Staring at her, he knew he couldn't live his unlife without her.
Spike knew she was searching for something to say. "At this point, words aren't necessary, luv." He buttoned up her shirt and started the engine. Turning back to Willow, he noticed she was watching him. "I won't leave you, pet. It's not that I couldn't, it's that I don't want to leave you. Say something, please."
"I can't change that I'm bonded to you. I'm not sure I even want to." She paused for a moment before continuing. "One day.do you think you'll ever love me?"
"Maybe it's already in motion, pet." Seeing her smile, he relaxed. "It's time for your surprise, pet." Spike took out a black silk blindfold and dangled it in front of her. "Trust me?"
Willow looked at the blindfold wearily. "Do I have to?"
"I'd like you to wear it. For me?"
"Ok," she whispered.
Spike secured it around her eyes and watched her settle back in the seat.