DER WEIDEDÄMON (5/?)

Getting Willow into the shower proved a bit harder then the two had
planned, the redhead seemed to be fascinated by the three showerheads
and the jet sprays of water.  After a few false starts, Faith finally
coaxed her into the shower stall as Cordelia reached for the bottle of
shampoo.  'Apple Cinnamon?' she questioned herself reading the label, a
small part of her never wanting to know why Spike owned a bottle of
scented shampoo, she was sure the knowledge would scar her for life.
Shaking her head to clear it of the unwanted images, the
former-cheerleader squirted some of the scented gel into her hand and
turned her attention to the redhead, who seemed quite fascinated by the
dark Slayer.

Willow allowed the water to run over her body for a moment enjoying the
pulsing spray, before turning her attention to the dark-haired woman
across from her.  Stepping closer, she tentatively reached out to touch
the Slayer.  Faith nearly jumped out of her skin when Willow tentatively
put a hand on her naked breast.  Visible gulping when the redhead's eyes
seemed to light up and she was certain she really did hear another purr
out of her friend.  "Ah, Red... that may not be such a good idea", Faith
said a bit hesitantly shooting Cordelia an annoyed look over Willow's
head at the ex-cheerleader's amused chuckle.  Although that didn't stop
the little redhead from stepping closer, her hand fondling the Slayer's
breast with interest, all of her attention focused on the Slayer's body
and getting to know it a lot better.

Taking a shaky breathe to steady herself, Faith gently but firmly
removed the hand from her breast, even as that annoying voice in the
back of her mind was eager to start doing a little exploration to her
own.  'No, Red is not thinking clearly', she chastised herself, trying
to keep control of her hormones.  It would not help Willow to back the
shorter woman against the wall and have her way with her, no matter how
much her inner Slayer voice was in total agreement with that other
annoying voice in her head.  Both of those voices where really beginning
to get on her nerves... always thinking of sex or food... stupid inner
ids.

Deciding to distract Willow, Cordelia started to wash the redhead's
hair, cringing in sympathy as her hands caressed her hair and skull.
One particular spot causing her a bit of concern, "I think she may have
a concussion", she said trying to focus on getting her friend clean and
tucked into the nearest bed without doing something she may regret
later... like joining the redhead in bed.  Only to stop in her
administrations as Willow turned to face her, pinning the seer in place
with a lustful stare.  Now it was time for Cordelia to gulp as her
friend stepped closer to her.  'Did she just purr?'

Stopping well within Cordelia's personal space, Willow raised one hand
and ran it down the seer's neck and shoulder, trying to commit the form
to memory.  Or at least, that is what is felt like to Cordelia who
suddenly felt like a high-priced computer system the young hacker once
drooled over in LA.  That was the only way she could explain the
focused, direct, almost predatory look she was getting for her.  "Ah...
Wills..." she began but couldn't finish as Willow leaned closer taking
one of her breasts into her mouth, effectively sending all rational
thought out the window.

Behind the two, Faith fought with the wave of jealousy that hit her at
seeing the ex-cheerleader being pinned to a shower wall by 'her' Red.
'Damn it that should be me', that annoying little voice fumed, while her
inner Slayer voice was practically humming with all sorts of
possibilities the three of them could do together.  'The may queen isn't
a bad looker and Red certainly looks like she is getting her ready for a
good fucking, why not join them', her inner Slayer voice reasoned, 'I
bet the two of them would look fan-fucking-tastic as I screwed them'.

Willow nestled closer to the brunette, enjoying the feel of hands
running through her hair, although the strange scent that seemed to fill
the air was a bit distracting to her and yet familiar at the same time.
Sensing the other woman behind her, she gave the breast one last lick
before turning to its twin, playfully blowing on it before taking it
between her teeth.  'Mine... they both are mine', she reasoned, as age
old instincts began to take over, the urge to mate and claim what was
hers becoming stronger with each beat of her heart.  That only things
that were missing were the two males, her other mates... or did she
belong to them... it was all too confusing, best to finish with this
mating when go onto the males.

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Down the hall... Spike's master bedroom -

Spike stood before the television broadcasting the three women in the
shower, stroking his hard cock as he watched his little witch slowly
lower herself to her knees before the May Queen.  His demon pleased that
he never bothered to disconnect the video equipment hidden in most of
the rooms in the mansion.  He couldn't believe he almost forgot about
the cameras, wasting a good fifteen minutes downstairs, with his sire
and the rest of the morons, when he could have been up here watching his
witch getting it on with the two in the shower.

While his demon did fume a bit over the fact that one of the other women
was a Slayer, he did have to admit that Red and the cheerleader did look
good together.  'May have to take her in too', he thought, his mind
already envisioning the things he would teach both girls once they were
his, 'after all she is going to be all alone when I stake that poof of a
sire of mine and kill the rest of the Sunnyhell twits'.

Only to be brought out of his silent musings by another hand wrapping
itself around his cock, as Angel finally made his presence known in the
room.  "Little boy likes to watch my mate... doesn't he?" he purred into
Spike's ear, pressing his own erection against the blonde vampire's ass.
"If you're a good boy... I'll let you play".

"Let go... bloody wanker", Spike growled, trying not to respond to the
hand on his cock slowly stroke and squeezing him.

"They look good together, don't they", Angel continued, his lips barely
caressing the other vampire's ear in a husky whisper.  "What would you
do to be allowed to play with them all?"

"What are you talking about, Poofelus.  You got a soul no happies for
you", Spike taunted, his demon pushing forward eager to play, just as
long as his sire played too.  And strangely enough the demon wanted to
play with the Slayer too, something about her called to him, almost
daring him to try and shag her.

"I got news for you Spikey, the soul... its permanent, a gift from
Willow", the dark vampire purred before licking his childe's neck.

***********************

Back in the bathroom -

Faith gently pulled the redhead into her arms one hand eagerly running
down Willow's flat stomach disappearing between the girl's legs.
"That's it Red... let me take care of you", she whispered into her ear,
as the hacker arched into her touch.  Only to be interrupted by a
pounding on the door.

"Hey, you guys okay in there?" Buffy yelled from the other side of the
door, having grown concerned over what was taking so long.

"She couldn't wait another twenty minutes.  No she has to be pounding on
the door now", Faith growled lowly, sharing a frustrated look with
Cordelia.  As the pounding continued, "Yeah we're fine.  We'll be out in
a minute!"  She called out in a louder voice, 'so' not wanting B to
break down the door and catch them.

***********************

Spike's room -

Angel finished jerking his childe off, the two continuing to watch the
television screen.  "Clean yourself up boy... we'll talk about this
later.  You are to mention nothing about my soul to Buffy or that Delia
is my mate", he growled before stepping back, bringing his cum covered
hand to his lips.

Hastily fastening his pants and turning to glare at his sire, Spike felt
himself begin to harden again as he watched his sire lick his hand
clean.  It was at that moment he realized that he would do anything to
get his sire back in his bed again even if he did still have a soul.
"Right... sure no problem mate, not like Slutty would believe me
anyway", he tried to sound unaffected over this new development.  'Great
just great, like my unlife wasn't complicated enough'.

***********************

Downstairs -

Giles was looking through the spell book found in the old master's lair,
something tugging at the back of his mind.  "I'm going to start
researching this... Wesley, please keep me apprised of Willow
condition", he said already heading for the door, his mind clearly on
the book in his hand.

Watching the other man leave, Wesley turned his attention to the
unconscious Ethan Rayne who had been rather unceremoniously dropped in a
corner of the room by the souled vampire when they had first arrived.
"What shall we do with him?"

"We could call Dru in Rio and ask her if she wants a new toy", Xander
suggested helpfully.  Remembering how possessive the insane vampire had
gotten toward Willow before Buffy made a deal with Spike to stop Angelus
from opening the hellmouth.  Part of the deal was to take Dru with him
and to keep her out of Sunnydale.

"No, no I think that would be quite unnecessary Mister Harris", Wesley
replied, recalling his one and only encounter with Angel's insane
childe, never wanting to experience that again.  That female vampire
seemed determined to castrate him for having the misfortune of being
just a bit too friendly with the redhead for Dru's liking.  As it was
the only reason he was spared that particular fate was by the timely
arrival of his own Slayer.  Although that didn't spare him the
nightmares he had for a week afterward of Dru carrying through with her
threat.

"Oh yeah that's right... she doesn't like you", Xander commented with an
evil grin.

"She doesn't like you either chubs", Spike said entering the main room
once more, his own eyes shining with images of his dark princess
torturing all of the human twits.  Drusilla would go on and on about
killing the moron and the watcher for looking at her Little Tree, at the
time Spike didn't know exactly whom she was talking about, until he
followed her one night and saw the girl for himself.  That was when she
had became his obsession, he knew that she would be his one way or
another... it was all a matter of time.

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Upstairs -

Cordelia pulled the black t-shirt, recently confiscated from Spike's
dresser drew, over Willow's head, although the redhead was making it a
bit hard to do so since she kept trying to kiss the former may queen.
Not that Faith was any help, the dark Slayer having gotten a little hand
slipped between her legs when she tried to dry off the redhead.  On the
other side of the door Buffy and Angel stood talking lowly after running
Spike back downstairs once getting the t-shirt from him.

"What took the blonde wonder so long?"  Buffy asked, absently her mind
on her best friend who was clearly not acting herself, if that whole
cringing from Xander thing was any indication.

"Oh he got distracted by something... nothing major", Angel replied, his
mind on his mate and Willow making love in the shower.  Seeing Cordelia
getting eaten by the redhead, stirred something in the vampire, his
demon half moving forward demanding to claim her... that his mate would
enjoy having another lover.  Pushing aside the images of his Delia and
Willow in bed together, while he and Spike watched, Angel forcibly
reminded himself that now was not the time for such thoughts.  They did
have other matters to attend to first, like finding out what Ethan did
to Willow and then killing the bastard.

The two were brought out of their silent musings by the bathroom door
opening and Faith stepped into the hall, a sleepy Willow cradled in her
arms.  "Where are we going to put her?"

"This way..." Angel directed to the room that Spike had picked out for
the redhead, the others having decided that it would be for the best to
keep Willow here at the mansion for the time being, since she seemed to
be the most comfortable with Spike, Faith and Cordelia.  Besides it
wasn't like they were going to leave her here unsupervised... Angel had
already told his childe that he would be staying at the mansion too,
rather he liked it or not.  And after what had happened in the bedroom
he doubted that Spike would complain too much about the arrangement now
outside of a few complaints for Buffy's sake.

Once settling the hacker on the queen-size bed, Faith moved to stand
only to be stopped by a hand on her arm pulling her back down.  Looking
into scared green eyes, she finally relented and crawled into bed with
the redhead, curling around the smaller woman somewhat protectively.
Almost at once Willow settled down and closed her eyes drifting off to
sleep.

"Maybe we should..."

"Yeah good idea", Angel said ushering the other two out of the room.

"You think Faith is going to finally admit she loves Willow and not
leave when all of this is over with?" Buffy asked looking at the closed
bedroom door.

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