~Part one~  New Years Eve

11:30 pm December 31

She wanted him and no one else. She was tired of not getting what she wanted, of being sweet, responsible, dependable little Willow. ! She was
sick of it! How he always threw that knowing smirk at her. Or how her friends were always leaving all the work for her to do. She was really tired of it. So on New Year's Eve she was getting drunk. Then she was taking what she wanted. For the first time in her life, she was putting herself before all the others.

11:35 pm

She's in the cemetery. Trying to walk but mostly stumbling, When suddenly a fledgling grabs her from behind. She just goes with the flow. She's tired. But she kick's him in the groin with her foot. He's rolling on the ground whining. "You know." she slurred out. Before falling on top of the vamp with a stake in her hands. She blinks and he's gone. "Poof!" She says, and she sway's slightly and starts to giggle.

11:40 pm

She's almost to the park. She sits on the merry go round her, Xander, and Jesse used to play on. So sad about Jesse. But her mind is to tired to cry. She has a mission, that her alcohol induced mind still remembers. She tries to get up but, falls back down. She just sits still for a moment trying to get her bearings in order. She gets up again and this time starts walking.

11:45 pm

She's almost at his apartment. She trips on some dew-wet grass. She just lies there for a few moments. Slowly she crawls to her knees. She stands.

11:50 pm

"GILES!" She shouts as she pound's on his door. "Let me in damn it." She goes to kick the door, but instead fall's down on her behind. She then
remembers that Giles had given her a spare key to his apartment so she could take care of Spike. She slowly manage's to get to her feet, and digs through her pockets. Finding her keys she steady's herself against the door. Unlocking it she open's the door and falls through.

11:55 pm

"GILES YOU HERE?????" She yells to the seemingly empty house. "No, he's not just me." She hears a voice call. Good she thinks just whom I wanted
to see. She followed the voice into the bathroom albeit slowly. But finally she makes it to the door. She opens the door and steps through.

11:57 pm

"You know..." She starts off. But quits talking, as she try's to balance herself. The man in the bathroom just stares at her.

11:58 pm

"I've wanted to do this for so long." She say's to the person. Slowly she makes her way over to him.

11:59 pm

"What's that??" He asks "This..."

12:00 pm

And she crushes her lips to his.

12:01 pm

She passes out on top of him. She snuggles down into his cold body. "Luv you Spike." He hears her mumble in her sleep. "Love you too Red." He
whispers in her ear. She snuggles even deeper into him at his admission. She wraps one arm around his stomach and a leg in-between his. She sighs
in her sleep.
 

~Part two~  Waking Up!

"ugnhnnnn It's cold in here!" The red head groggily said. As she slowly opened her eyes to the onslaught of light, to which she quickly closed them
again. "Who hit me with a Mack  truck?? And why is my bed so lumpy??" She asked as she moved her hands from under her stomach. She reached
up to fluff her pillow with her eyes still closed & hit the resident Vampire in the face.

"What the Bloody Hell??" He yelled out. "Why'd you bledin' hit me for luv??" By this time Willow's eyes were as big around as saucers. She was still groggy with a massive hang over. She did the only thing viable in her mind she screamed. It just so happened to be right near the Vampires ear. Then as she violently tried to scrambled out of the tub, she accidentally kicked Spike in the groin. Which resulted in his yelling also.

Buffy who had been trying to get the door opened now kicked it in, to go see what the yelling was about. When she got to the bathroom door she
fell to the ground in a laughing fit. Willow was trying to crawl over Spike who was holding his groin and screaming in pain. Willow stopped screaming
enough to hear Buffy laughing on the ground. Willow glared at Buffy before she yelled, "Buffy get your ass over her and help me!!" which had Buffy
rolling over in stitches.

"Elizabeth Anne Summers GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE!" Buffy was laughing so hard by now she was having trouble breathing and was gasping for air. She stopped laughing enough to manage "all right" before she burst into a fresh fit of laughter.

"FINE!" Willow yelled as she finally crawled over the Vampire careful not to touch him. "Thanx for the help." She spit out while glaring at Spike &
Buffy, before she turned around to swiftly and landed on the ground. "Owwwww." Was all she could moan, before she passed out.
 

~Part three~  A Hangover

"Ugnhhnhhhhhh....." Willow groaned. She opened her eyes to see the contents of her room. "It was all just a dream." She mumbled sleepily. There
was a knock at her door. “Pet are you all right?” A British voice asked.

“Spike?” She asked somewhat groggily. “Yes luv?” He asked as he came into her room.  “What are you doing here?” She asked. “And unchained at
that.” She asked in a panicked voice. “If you're here to kill me, please don't move me too much.” She said shifting slightly of her bed, to get more
comfortable. “No luv. I’m not here to kill you. And the Slayer sent me to watch you.”   He said gently as he handed her a glass of water and some
aspirin. “Buffy? Buffy sent you to watch me? Why?” She asked.  “Because, you’ve got a hangover. And no of those twits had the time to take care
of you.” He said, a little angry. Which she mistook for anger at her. “You don’t have to stay.” She told him. “Well I’ve got nothing better to do.” He
told her.

She’s taken care of them so many times, but when she needs them, they are TOO busy to help her. I can’t wait till I get this bloody chip out of my
head. I’m going to rip every one of there heads off. And if that wolf ever comes within the Sunnydale limit’s…  And he left that thought hanging, not
wanting a headache.

“Luv what are you doing out of bed?” Spike asked the red head, who was slowly dragging her self down the stairs. Spike went to her and carefully
lifted her into his arms. “I was hungry, and” She blushed as she   continued. “I had to go to the restroom.” She said while looking at the ground.
“You have to be careful luv. Don’t need you falling down the stairs, and getting hurt. You get hurt the Slayer stakes me. And I very much like
Unliving, Thank you.” “Oh” was all she said the rest of the way to the kitchen.

When they reached the kitchen he placed her on the barstool, at the bar.  “So luv, what were you doing roaming around on New Years Eve, the
Vampire community’s favorite holiday?”  “Well…um…I was lonely.” She mumbled.

"So you go get rip roaring smashed, and go out looking for company?" Spike asked. "Yeah!" She said defending her actions. "Do you remember what
you did last night luv?" Spike asked her wondering how much to tell her. "Um...no...all I remember is walking to Giles. But I don't remember why.
Then I woke up on top of you. Oh, are you alright?" She asked turning the color of her hair, as she remembers stepping on his valuables that
morning. "Well luv. You could kiss them and make them all better." He replied with his patented smirk. She just turned even redder as she said, "Shut
up."

"But luv..." He started but, she started singing so she could not hear what he was about to say. The louder he tried to talk the louder she sang.
Finally, he walked around behind her while she sang, and had her eyes closed. "Luv." He whispered in her ear. He eyes popped open and the note
she was singing died in her throat. She had not realized that he had moved much less gotten behind her and was this close.  "Spike?" She asked
somewhat panicked. "Yes luv?" He whispered to her, even closer to her ear than before. Her heart was beating so fast she thought she was going
to have a heart attack. "Luuuuuuuuv?" He drawled out in a seductive whisper. She was taking deep labored breaths. "Um... I have to go to the
restroom. Yeah, I have to um…go. Yeah. That’s me gotta go." She jumped off of the counter and ran into the safety of the bathroom.

"Okay Rosenberg." She said to herself as she wash her face and starred at her reflection. "Okay calm down. He was just playing games. You know
being the usual pain in the ass, but god he has a nice ass. Back to the subject Anne. Yeah but you know he does. I'm not saying he doesn’t I was
just saying concentrate. Well...." Suddenly her mind flashed to a particularly naughty image. "NO! Back on track. No more naughty thoughts about
Spike! Jeez just shout it to him why don't you? Oh you shut up! Why? Can't take the heat? No! I'm Mean Yes. I can take the heat I meant Oh never
mind!" There was a knock at the door.

"Luv you alright? I heard yelling..." "No Spike I'm fine. You can go." She replied hastily. "Oh god I wonder how much he heard."

"Just enough luv. Just enough." He mumbled as he shook his head, while heading back to the kitchen.
 

~Part four~  Thinking & Planning....

Thirty minutes later. The red head quietly crept to her room. She reached her bedroom door; she quietly opened and shut the door. Finally she turned around and there on her bed, was the person she was trying to avoid. He was sleeping. He looked so peaceful, so relaxed, and calm. She
just watched him for a while. Till her eyes started to droop, she got to shut the curtains on her windows, and hung a blanket over her doors. After she made sure the room was Vamp-safe. She crawled into the bed next to the sleeping Vampire. She was too tired to care that she was sleeping next to a cold blood, undead killer.

Spike woke up to the pleasant feeling of a warm body wrapped around and on top of his. During the night, Willow had crawled on top of him. She
was laying face down snuggled into his body.

“Ohhhhhh Spike” Willow moaned in her sleep. She gripped his body tighter in her embrace. The scent of her arousal was driving him over the edge. A Man could only take so much before he burst’s. After a few more moans and her calling out his name, she finally relaxed. Her arousal was so think in the air you could have cut it. As soon as her grip had loosened up enough, he quickly scrambled out of bed. Right into a nice ICE cold shower. He
didn’t even bother taking his clothes off.

After he got dried off and was dressed, he went down to the kitchen to think over this newfound information. After a long while the red head finally came down stairs. Looking like she had been completely ravished.

Which drove Spike even crazier.

“Morning luv.” But she just moaned. <Damn the chit is driving me crazy and doesn’t even notice.>

“Headache.” Was all she said before grabbing a glass filling it with water then flinging back two aspirin.
 

~Part five~

Spike crept quietly towards Willow's room; all was silent except for a single voice echoing slightly. He opened her door. There she stood in only a baby tee and underwear. Headphones in place, singing along with what appeared to be the theme song from Roswell.

*><*
I didn't hear you leave,
I wonder how am I still here;
I don’t' want to move a thing,
It might change my memory;
*><*

She slowly swayed her hips as her voice carried the sorrowful tune. With her eys closed and body swaying with the beat she was totally gone.  All Spike could do, was watch, helpless as she put him under a seductive spell. He vaguely wondered when this child had turned into a beautiful woman. He watched a little longer. The hunger in his eyes, very visible, and growing quite rapidly.

*><*
Oh I am what I am,
I'll do what I want,
But I can't hide;
I won't go,
I won't sleep,
I cant breathe,
Until your resting here with me;
*><*

As she sang along, she started trailing her hands along her body. Careful fleeting touches, never touching one spot to long. Her voice was like an angel’s. Sweet like honey but yet completely seductive. Her innocence radiated from her body even as she danced so sensually.

*><*
I won’t leave,
I can’t hide,
I cannot be,
Until your resting here with me;
*><*

When she started running her fingers through her short hair, down to her flat stomach and back up again, Spike let out a small groan; she now looked like she had been thoroughly ravished

*><*
I don't want to call my friends,
They might wake me from this dream,
I can't leave this bed,
Risk forgetting all that’s been.
*><*

Spike grinned as a plan formed in his head. Slowly he edged over to where Willow was still dancing. Eyes closed and her back to him. He placed a hand on her exposed flesh. Trailing his lips from her ear to her collarbone. Her eyes popped open them quickly shut again as Spike sucked on her pulse point. The red head threw her head back as she let out a long moan.

*><*
Oh I am what I am,
I'll do what I want,
But I can't hide
*><*

He took the headphones off and unplugged them, the soft song spilling from speakers in every corner of the room. Spike let his hands slide from the bare flesh of her shoulders to her stomach. Touching everything within in his reach on the way there. Willow moaned again as he pulled her body flush against hers. He started swaying her body in a seductive manner, very similar to what she had danced earlier.

*><*
I won't go,
I won't sleep,
I can't breathe,
Until your resting here with me.
*><*
Finally opening her eyes she whispered "Spike." He turned her around and crushed her lips to his. Stealing every last bit of air from her lungs. Until finally he let her go and she was gasping for air. Her heavy breathing was making her chest heave. Spike looked down and was hypnotized by the simple movements of her breathing. Finally after collecting her breath and thoughts she turned around. Breaking the spell she had on Spike. Slowly he lifted his eyes to meet that of a jade so beautiful, he wondered if god himself had made those eyes especially for her.

*><*
I won’t leave,
I can't hide,
I cannot be,
Until your resting here with me......
*><*

"Red...." But before he could finish he found a small body wrapped around his and her soft full lips attacking his. Her tongue plundered his mouth leaving no spot untouched. As she pulled away needing air, she pushed him in the direction of her bed.

She trailed her lips along his cheek, down this throat, to his collarbone and finally to the first button on his shirt. She bit the button and ripped it off. As his hands came up to her hair, he pulled her body in to his crushing his lips to hers once again.

Slowly the clothes fell to the floor. Each piece revealing a little more flesh. Finally after all of the cloths were removed, he took her hand and softly led her to the bed. She looked at him shyly. He was the first for her. He eyes grew rounded as his member came into view. She licked her lips in anticipation.

He laid her on the bed softly, like she was made of the finest porcelain or china. He looked into her eyes asking his silent question. She nodded her answer, he leaned forward a placed a soft kiss to her lips as he slid into her hot channel. He growled softly as the heat and the tightness took of him. Finally as he reached her virginal barrier, he looked at her as whispered. "This will hurt a bit." "Go ahead. I trust you." She whispered back.

Slowly he thrust into her breaking the barrier and pausing, giving her time to adjust to him. A few salty tears slipped down her cheek, but before they could slip on to the bed sheets, Spike had already kissed them away.

After she had adjusted, they kissed as he started a slow pace, which grew as time went on. All that could be heard from the room was the song on repeat and soft pants and deep moans.
 

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