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Willow stretched slowly in her sleep. Spike was watching her with half-closed
eyes. God how he loved her. Spike reached over and moved a wisp
of hair out of her face. He bent down and kissed her softly. Willow
moved closer to his body; she snuggled into his chest. Spike stroked her
back, his lips leaving gentle kisses on her throat. Willow opened her eyes
slowly.
"Spike?"
"Yes Pet?"
"Do you love me?" Spike tilted Willow's head until she was looking into
his baby-blue eyes. "With all of my un-dead heart Pet." He kissed her softly
on each eyelid. Willow tried to smile but failed. "How long?" Spike looked
at her in confusion. "What Pet?" Willow looked him straight in the eye.
"How
long will you love me?" Spike smiled and kissed her again. "Always."
Willow snuggled closer to him. She didn't believe him; no one could love
her for
forever. Spike saw the tears sliding down her cheeks. "What's wrong
Red?"
Willow just shook her head. "Nothing Spike."
"If it's making you cry baby it's not nothing."
"Forget it Spike."
"Willow baby, tell me."
"Why do you lie to me? No one could ever love me for forever." Spike looked at his mate in shock. "Willow look at me." Willow jerked her head away from his touch. Spike's face was filled with pain, than it quickly disappeared.
"Willow I love you. I am not going to bloody leave you." Spike moved out of the bed to kneel before his mate. "Willow I swear I won't hurt you." Willow threw her arms around Spike's neck. She was sobbing quietly; she didn't want to lose him. Spike held her close and stroked her hair. This was how Buffy walked in on them.
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Buffy's mouth dropped open. "Willow!" Willow looked at Buffy in shock.
Than god I put on Spike's t-shirt. Spike. He's naked, and why is Buffy
drooling
over him? Spike noticed the slayer drooling over him. Oh bloody hell,
that has got to be the worst bloody thing to happen to me. The bloody slayer
wanting me. Spike slid into his jeans. Buffy was still drooling. Willow's
eyes were flashing. "Buffy! Stop staring like that at Spike. HE'S MINE!"
Spike growled slightly and slammed Willow back onto the bed. He started
to kiss her. Willow wrapped her legs around his waist. Buffy just stared.
Sarah
walked in. "My god you two get a room." Sarah looked around. "Never
mind than. Come on Slutty, want to see if you're as all that good as the
great
poof says."
Buffy followed the girl out of the room. "Who are you? AND WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" Sarah rolled her eyes. She was a tall, leggy girl. With hair like fire and eyes that shone like amethysts. She struck a pose like a model. "That was my sire and his new mate. Better than Druscilla is all I can say." Sarah relaxed into a fighting stance. "Now are you gonna fight me or are you gonna stay shocked?" Angel came out and caught Sarah's wrist in his hand. "Sarah." He warned in THAT tone of voice. Sarah dropped her arm, Angel loosened his grip. Sarah swung her hand quick and fast, catching him off guard. He was hit up the side of his face. Angel reacted by going to grab her, but she slipped down and kicked his legs out from under him. Angel grabbed her, and using his strength twisted her under him. He pinned her to the ground. "Spike would you stop having sex with your Mate long enough to control your second-in-command?"
Spike rolled his eyes at his sire. He knew that Sarah was getting to
Angel. She was always so eager for the hunt. That eagerness made her a
very good second-in-command. She was quick to please her sire, but she
had a mind of her own and knew how to make decisions. Now if he could just
get his damn sire to leave. Buffy continued to stare at them. It was all
too much for her brain to handle. Spike and Willow, this Sarah, and Angel
being here. Buffy fainted dead-away.
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