Spike dragged himself through the front door and
stumbled down the hallway to his bedroom. From the
bed, Willow stirred in her sleep as he peeled off his
clothes and dove under the covers.
"Spike?" her eyes fluttered open as she heard him moan
in something very like pain.
"I think I sunk my fangs into some weird blood," he
murmured.
She raised herself up on one elbow and looked down at
him with concerned eyes. He flinched as her hand
gently stroked his arm.
"What is it? Are you hurting?" she asked. "Tell me
what to do, Spike."
He moaned once again as a searing bolt of pain shot
through his groin, and his cock twitched. Willow's
eyes widened at the unmistakable bulge growing rapidly
beneath the sheets. Spike's eyes darkened as they
moved from his lover's pale neck to the soft rounded
curves of her breasts. A gentle blush traveled over
her skin in the same path his gaze had taken, and
Willow felt herself growing wet under his lusty stare.
She squealed as the vampire suddenly rolled over,
pinning her body underneath his and impaling her on
his rock-hard shaft in one swift thrust. Wasting no
time on the finer elements of foreplay, he began to
pump into her in quick, deep movements. Willow gripped
his ass as his fingers found her clit and assaulted it
mercilessly. He attached his cold lips to the already
hardened bud of her nipple and suckled it, laving his
tongue over the puckered skin. She arched into him and
groaned as he rolled the tiny bundle of nerves beneath
her wet folds between his fingers. He snarled and
emptied his cold seed deep within her, and she stared
up at him in unfulfilled desire for a brief second
before his lips descended to hers.
"Spike, what the hell is wrong with you?" she gasped
as she tore her mouth away from his.
His cock remained rigid inside her, filling and
stretching her until she thought she'd go mad with
need. His answer came in the form of another deep kiss
as he began to move inside her once again. Her clit
burned in exquisite pain as she ground herself against
the hand that still toyed with the sensitive nub. Her
desperate whimpers increased in intensity until she
came hard, sparks exploding throughout her body, and
she screamed out his name.
Willow lay under him, panting to regain her breath,
and slowly realized he was still embedded within her,
still completely hard and firm.
"Bloody hell," he hissed as his cock jumped
impatiently inside her, causing the tiny redhead to
moan with renewed desire.
"What the hell did you eat?" she forced the words from
her lips as he thrust into her again.
Realizing the answer would have to wait, she closed
her eyes and lost herself in the feeling of him
pistoning into her. Her vaginal walls, still throbbing
from her last climax, clamped around his shaft. Spike
growled and shifted slightly, creating pressure
against her clit with each of his thrusts. Willow
wrapped her legs around him, her hands clutching his
arms as he drove into her, riding her to another
orgasm. She came down from her second release only to
discover he was as hard as ever.
"Oh, Goddess," she breathed. "Spike, I can't!"
He brushed his lips over hers and gently kneaded her
right breast. She moaned as his mouth moved over her
jaw line, down her throat, to her breasts. He nipped
at the sensitive underside of each breast in turn, and
Willow suddenly realized that, indeed, she could. Her
body found his rhythm and matched it perfectly to ride
the wave of their next orgasm.
Spike pulled her over with him as he rolled onto his
side, his cock still buried inside her, still firm and
demanding. He brushed the hair from her sweaty
forehead and placed his cool lips against it.
"Some sod sitting outside that clinic across from the
hospital," he spoke, trying to ignore the need to
drive into her again. "He was sniveling over some
woman. I put him out of his misery."
"And into your own," she added, gasping quietly as her
voice caused his cock to jump inside her. "Wait a
minute--he was outside the clinic?"
"Yeah," he murmured as his hand dropped to her pussy
once again. "Why? You think maybe he was on
something?"
"From the feel of--oh--" she cried out as his fingers
found her swollen clit, "--of things, I'm guessing
Viagra."
"Oh, shit," he growled.
"But I didn't think--" she stopped as she suddenly
found him on top of her once again. "It isn't supposed
to do _this,_ is it?"
"I'm a vampire, luv. How the hell would I know what it
would do to me?"
"I'm not sure I'm going to complain," she admitted
with a devilish grin.
"Willow! The bloody thing won't go down!" he growled.
"Poor Spike," she said without of ounce of compassion.
"I know--"
She pushed him over and climbed on top of him,
straddling him and taking his cold shaft inside her
again.
"We'll ride it out together," she giggled.
"This isn't funny, damn it!" he shouted.
"Says who?"
Spike's angry reply was lost on a loud groan as she
drove herself down on him. Without thinking, his hands
moved to grip her waist, guiding her as she rode him.
Her muscles gripped him and released, repeating the
action until he snarled and dragged her down onto him.
His cold semen shot into her as he sunk his fangs into
her neck. Willow moaned his name as she came, and
Spike held her close as her body stilled and her
breathing slowed once again.
"Uh oh," she whispered into his ear. "Someone's still
hard."
"Shit," he moaned. "Baby, I don't want to hurt you."
A wicked glimmer flickered behind her eyes, "Do I look
like I'm in pain?"
He flipped her over and straddled her once again, and
her amused eyes captured his wildly desperate blue
ones.
"We were supposed to meet Xander and Buffy at Giles'
place in an hour," she reminded him. "Maybe I should
give her a call just to, you know, let her know you're
having a hard time at the moment."
"Willow," he growled as she giggled, and his cold
penis throbbed to life inside her again.
"I'm sorry," she told him, but the laughter behind her
words did little to convince him. "Maybe a cold shower
would help."
He nodded and pulled out of her. Willow's shoulders
shook with laughter as his erection preceeded him
through the bathroom door. She waited a few moments
until she heard the shower turn on, then let herself
into the bathroom.
"Any better?" she asked, peaking around the curtain.
"No!" he snarled and latched onto her arm to drag her
under the water.
He lifted her and, bracing her back against the wall,
embedded his still aching cock deep inside her. She
threw her arms around his shoulders and pasted her
reddened lips to his as their coupling built toward
yet another orgasm. He thrust into her in long, hard
movements, and her body shuddered against his. Spike
snarled as he came and sunk his teeth into her neck to
drink from her again. Willow moaned, babbling his name
over and over, as she climaxed, and her blood flowed
from her throat into her lover's mouth.
Their eyes met and held one another's as he felt his
himself soften inside her. He pulled out of her and
lowered her to the shower floor, and she snorted as
his gaze dropped to his flaccid cock.
"Guess he's had enough of me," she said in amusement
as she reached out to run her fingers along his shaft.
It twitched in her hand, and a wide grin spread across
her face, "Or maybe not."
Spike's hand curled around hers and drew it away from
him, "Don't even think about it, luv."
Willow giggled and kissed him softly as the telephone
began to ring from the bedroom. She climbed out of the
shower and grabbed a towel to wrap it around herself.
Spike followed behind her and stood dripping in the
doorway as she answered the phone.
"He thinks he's found the demon who's behind all
this?" Spike heard Willow ask Buffy. "No, we're still
planning on coming."
She shot Spike a secret grin as she emphasized the
word "coming," and he leaned his head against the
doorpost and groaned.
"Uh huh," she continued. "We'll be a few minutes late.
I just had to soften Spike up a bit. You know him, he
can be a real prick, sometimes."
She bit back a laugh as Spike glared over at her, and
her eyes flew open as he suddenly moved away from the
doorway and stalked slowly across the room toward her.
"Gotta go, Buffy," she spoke quickly. "We'll be there
in half an hour."
She dropped the receiver into its cradle and backed
away from the blonde vampire who was advancing on her.
"Um...sorry?" she squeaked.
He reached out and grabbed her, pulling her hard
against his chest. He wrapped one arm firmly around
her waist and dug the fingers of his other hand into
her wet hair. Her bottom lip trembled slightly as she
looked up at him.
"Willow?" he said, his voice low with warning.
"Yeah?" she whispered hesitantly.
He chuckled and pulled her mouth to his to place a
long, sweet kiss on her lips. He swallowed her
delighted laugh and pressed the length of her body to
his as her arms went around him.
End.