E-mail: gorillamix@aol.com
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Willow/Spike
Disclaimer: Joss owns all. Blah…blah…blah.
Summary: An answer to a challenge from Cass
Archive: Willow’s ‘Lil Secret. Bite me…please, Soulmates
Feedback: No, send me no feedback…Just kidding!! Of course I want feedback!
Challenge Criteria:
Willow in Spikes body
Spike catching her testing out his "equipment" (okay I cheated on this
one a little)
Smut! Gotta love Spike smut ;p
Willow and Spike getting together.
Optional:
The other Scoobies switching bodies (Doesn't have to be in pairs.
Willow gets Spike but he could end up in Anya or Xander for example.)
Someone dancing naked around a lava lamp.
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"You have got to be kidding me!" shouted the petite blonde woman. "There is no way on this green earth that I am going to strip down and boogie in my Watcher’s living room in front of everybody!"
"But it’s the only way." Said Willow, running her hand through the bleached blonde hair on top of her head. "You were the only one not affected by the spell."
"Yeah c’mon Slayer, be a sport." Grinned Spike.
Buffy glared at the little redhead lounging negligently on the sofa.
"Shut up Spike, if you had just kept your brain to yourself we wouldn’t be in this mess to begin with."
The young dark-haired man stood and began pacing the floor. "Buffy, please be reasonable, we need you to do this spell in order for us to get back into our own bodies."
Buffy looked at Giles, it was very strange to hear such a cultured voice coming from Xander’s mouth.
"Yeah Buff, be reasonable, this tweed is getting itchy." Whined Xander.
"Buffy, honey, you know that I am the last person who likes the idea of you dancing naked in front of all of us, but look at me! I’m a girl!" Riley stood up to emphasize the point and promptly lost his balance on his high-heeled shoes, he plopped ungracefully back into the chair in which he had been sitting. "I can’t even stand up" he lamented.
"Oh, like your body is an amusement park to inhabit." snapped Anya. "With your over-tall body and huge man hands and unnaturally massive head, I feel like a freak show."
The room became filled with shouts and accusations drowning out Willow’s pleas for calm. Tears filled the witch’s now blue eyes as she slipped sadly away from the others and walked up the stairs to Giles’ bedroom.
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The whole evening had gone straight into the crapper the minute they hit Restwell Cemetery. Earlier, the Scooby gang had gotten wind of a Shalala demon wreaking havoc and so had naturally set out to deal with the threat. They arrived at the cemetery just in time to see the demon emerging from his dimensional portal. Willow took the point, casting a binding spell while Riley and Buffy attacked it with specially blessed axes. Giles, Xander and Anya brought up the rear.
The demon was more powerful than Willow had anticipated and cast her spell back on the little group, freezing them in place. It strode forward and grabbed the little witch by her throat and raised her up to his gruesome face.
"Choose!" it snarled. "Choose your method of destruction!"
At that moment, Spike came onto the scene, he had just spent the last two hours sitting in the Sunnydale Rialto watching a revival of the Disney Classic "Freaky Friday" and was currently pondering the ramifications of body switching.
At the sight of Willow in danger he became enraged. The vampire grabbed Buffy’s axe and launched himself at the creature.
"You have chosen!" slobbered the demon, gripping Willow even tighter. "It shall be done."
Just as it finished its sentence, it was plowed into the ground by Spike. Willow scrambled out of the way as in one swift blow Spike decapitated it. In the second before its demise, the creature spoke a word and the second after that, the Scooby’s world changed drastically.
Once they regained consciousness it only took an instant for them to realize what had transpired. They had switched bodies. Giles and Xander had switched, Anya and Riley had switched and Spike and Willow had switched. Buffy had been spared, possibly because she was the Slayer or possibly because there simply no one left to swap bodies with.
The group managed to make it back to Giles’ place where they immediately dove into full research mode. It took a couple of hours, but they discovered the Shalala demon chose the method of destruction for his victims by plucking the first thought he read from their minds. It turned out that the thought he had picked up was Spike’s contemplation of the movie Freaky Friday and so as a result swapped the minds and bodies of the Scoobies.
The spell could be reversed by someone who was unaffected dancing nude around a cauldron of toad slime, newt mucus and beet juice. These ingredients were, strangely enough, close enough to the components of a modern Lava Lamp, that the 1970’s lighting accessory would suffice. That’s where the fight started.
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Willow lay on the bed, listening to the fight in the room below her, tears sliding from her eyes.
"If only my spell had been stronger, if I had bound the demon, we wouldn’t be in this pickle." She muttered angrily.
"Red, we’d be in this pickle regardless of your spell." Spike said, stepping into the room and sitting on the bed next to her. Willow sat up and brushed the tears from her cheeks, embarrassed.
It was so strange to look at his own face. It had been 130 odd years since he had seen himself, and yup, he was still damn handsome. Spike was fascinated with the scar that marred his otherwise perfect eyebrow and couldn’t resist, he reached out and with one small finger traced the raised bit of flesh.
Willow was stunned by the sudden reaction of her unfamiliar masculine body. She squirmed under his touch as her pants suddenly became too tight. Spike smiled, realizing what she was feeling.
"Jeans a little tight there pet?" Spike said trailing his hand down her sculpted cheek.
Willow swallowed and nodded.
"You’ll probably have to adjust yourself," he said a sly smile crossing his feminine features.
Willow looked down at her crotch and looked back up at Spike. Her eyes were wide. "But…I…But…" she stammered.
"C’mon pet, it’s not difficult, you just grab your bits and shuffle them around until they’re not squashed anymore."
Willow looked into the eyes that had so recently belonged to her and was very surprised to see them glowing with desire. A desire she herself had felt for months. A strange boldness passed through her, causing naughty thoughts to rush through her brain.
"Like this?" she asked with a hoarse voice.
Spike watched as Willow slid her masculine hand down her body in a rather feminine manner, when she reached her fly, she popped the top button. He felt a flush rush through his warm human body, catching him off guard.
Noticing his reaction, she popped open the next button, then one more.
"Yeah," he rasped "Just like that Red."
"So you just grab your bits and shuffle them huh?" Willow asked, a wicked gleam in her eye. Spike nodded, waiting to see what she’d do next.
Willow slid her cool hand inside her partly opened fly. When her fingers encountered the bit of firm flesh nestled there she gasped at the feeling. Her thumb forced open the remaining buttons, freeing her penis from its tight confines. She had never felt such a set of sensations before; suddenly she understood why men did this so often.
Moving slowly she began to stroke the long column of pale flesh. A heady sweet smell struck her nostrils. It took a second for her to figure what it was; she smiled at Spike when she realized it was the scent of arousal, his arousal.
"Run your thumb over the head pet, it feels so good" he whispered to her, fascinated by the sight before him.
Willow followed his instructions, smoothing the bead of moisture that had collected there over the sensitive head. She moaned with the exquisite sensation. Moving from instinct Willow continued her ministrations, her hand slid faster up and down the hard shaft, caressing and fondling. A delicious tension began to build, and her hips began to bounce a little on the bed. Suddenly, a wave of ecstasy rushed through her and with a low grunt, her orgasm struck, spilling cool fluid over her hand and onto her belly.
She lay still for a moment absorbing what had just happened. Willow opened her eyes when she felt something rubbing against her. Spike had a handful of tissues and was mopping up the wetness. He had the strangest look on his face, a look that Willow could not decipher. When he was finished he threw the used tissues away and looked her in the eye. Without warning, he leaned in and kissed her; it was fast and passionate and left her dizzy. Then just as abruptly as the kiss, he turned and swept out of the room.
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The day passed with Xander and Anya scouring every second-hand and antique shop in Sunnydale for a vintage Lava Lamp. After some experimenting they had discovered that the new lamps available at the local Wal-Mart had different ingredients and so wouldn’t do the job.
Willow found herself sleeping away most of the day, when she woke up in the late afternoon a strange and powerful craving nearly overwhelmed her. As she came down the stairs, a sound filled her ears. Thump thump…thump thump… thump thump… it was a siren call, the call of blood rushing through the human body.
Buffy saw the witch come down the stairs and gave her a hug. A sudden uncontrollable urge hit Willow and she dropped her face to Buffy’s neck. The Slayer literally jumped back a foot at the feeling of sharp teeth against her skin.
"Whoa! Wills, put a leash on that will you?" Buffy said, a tinge of fear coloring her voice.
"Huh?" Willow asked, confused.
"You’ve got your game face on,"
Willow’s hands flew to her face, feeling the ridges and bumps, her fingers explored her mouth and she nearly cut herself on her fangs.
"Oh Goddess! I’m so sorry Buffy, I didn’t mean to try to bite you."
"I know," Buffy said understandingly "Obviously you should eat something though."
Buffy went into the kitchen and dug through the refrigerator, she pulled out a bag of red liquid. The blonde poured it into Giles’ now infamous "Kiss the Librarian" mug and popped it into the microwave. When it dinged, Buffy handed the mug to Willow. The bloods coppery smell was intoxicating and she drank eagerly.
When she was finished her face’s normal smooth contours had returned and she sighed with satisfaction. "That was delicious."
"You should try it right from the source." Came a voice from the doorway.
Willow looked at Spike, unsure what to expect.
"Hullo Red, Slayer. Any word from the Dynamic Duo?"
"No, nothing yet, Xander said they’d call as soon as they found it." Replied Buffy, as she took the empty mug back into the kitchen.
"Where have you been?" asked Willow
"Just taking advantage of your body pet," he smiled at the shocked look on her face. "Not that way. I was just enjoying the sun, and I went out to lunch. Chinese food, that’s bloody marvelous stuff."
She looked more closely at him "You sunburned me." She exclaimed stepping forward and touching his nose. "I’m all red."
"I’m sorry ducks" he said sincerely, catching her hand with his. "I didn’t mean to." Their eyes locked and the air between the two became thick with unspoken desire. Spike brought Willow’s fingertips to his lips and gently kissed them.
The front door burst open, shattering the moment; regretfully they stepped away from each other and turned to greet their interrupters. Riley and Giles stormed in, their arms full of supplies from the magick shop, on their heels were Xander and Anya, carrying a large bundle.
"We got it." Crowed Xander. "Let’s get this spell started."
"Okay" answered Willow, "You guys move the furniture to give me enough space to cast a circle and I’ll get the ingredients ready. Buffy, go take your clothes off."
Buffy swallowed hard and went upstairs.
In a few minutes the circle was cast, the Lava Lamp was glowing serenely in the middle and the Scooby gang was seated around it.
Willow beckoned to Buffy. The Slayer shucked off the bathrobe and stepped into the circle.
The group began as they had rehearsed, Willow leading the chant and the rest calling the proper response. Buffy shimmied and wiggled and spoke her part of the incantation flawlessly. As they finished, the Lava Lamp suddenly cycled through all the colors of the rainbow and went out. A strong sense of vertigo struck everyone and they all collapsed unconscious.
In a moment they came to and much to their relief, they were all in their proper bodies. They all slowly rose to their feet and took stock of themselves. Riley quickly found Buffy’s robe, bundled her up and escorted her back upstairs so that she could get dressed. Willow stumbled a little and Spike was immediately by her side, supporting her.
"You ok pet?" he asked, brushing the hair from her eyes.
"Yeah, just a little tired." She answered, smiling into his face. "It worked, I wasn’t sure it would."
"You did good Red, I’m proud of you."
She blushed at his compliment, and then realized there were several sets of eyes on them. She regretfully stepped away from the vampire.
"I think I’ll stay at my parents’ house tonight. They’re out of town again and it’s closer than the dorms."
Xander opened his mouth to speak, but Spike beat him to the punch. "I’ll walk you; it’s not safe out there."
"Thank you Spike, I’d like that." Willow replied with a smile.
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The two walked companionably down the street. When they were out of sight of the Watcher’s apartment, Willow slid her small hand into Spikes large one, intertwining their fingers. He was surprised by this small gesture of intimacy, but very pleased. The turned the corner onto Willow’s street and stopped in front of her house.
"Well, here you go Red, safe and sound."
"Thank you Spike," she swallowed and looked into his eyes. "Would you like to come in?"
The vampire looked down at the petite witch and blinked in astonishment. "Are you sure?"
In answer, Willow reached up and pulled his face down to hers, she pressed her lips against his in a dizzyingly passionate kiss. "Oh, I’m sure" she said, finishing the kiss.
She led him onto the porch and unlocked the door. Stepping inside she turned. "Come in Spike, welcome to my home." A little shyly, Spike accepted the invitation and crossed the lintel. His shyness quickly disappeared when Willow boldly divested him of his duster and began dragging him up the stairs.
By the time they reached Willow’s bedroom they were nearly naked, Spike was down to his black jeans and Willow was clad only in her panties. They slammed through the door and fell unceremoniously on the bed. Lips and hands roamed across bare skin and the last bits of clothing were flung haphazardly onto the floor.
Spike leaned back away from Willow and looked at the woman below him. She was flushed with her hunger for him, her pupils were dilated and her lips were swollen from their many kisses. Her pert breasts were capped with rock hard coral tips and the scent rising from her heated body intoxicated him.
"You are so incredibly beautiful" he sighed. "I love you so much." Spike’s eyes grew wide with fear when he realized what he had said to her. Willow smiled at his inadvertent admission and pulled him down on top of her.
"I love you too William" she said kissing him exploring his cool mouth with her warm tongue. She dragged her close trimmed nails down his sculpted back, causing him to growl with pleasure.
He dragged his lips from hers, licking and nipping his way down her swan-like neck. She arched in pleasure as his skilled mouth sought out her erect nipples. His hand slid down her pliant belly and tangled in the auburn curls at the juncture of her thighs. Willow gasped as his fingers dipped into her warm folds; he drew the moisture that was collecting there up through her lips to the swelling jewel nested at the apex. His very talented fingers skillfully manipulated the bundle of nerves until she was panting with pleasure, sensing her approaching climax he swiftly rolled between her parted legs and slid himself inside her. She cried out as he penetrated her hot core, arching and rolling against him, her orgasm rushed headlong through her, creating an earthquake of muscle spasms within her. Spike thrust deeply into her scalding heat, reveling in her slick tightness, her cries and moans were like music to him. Within moments he achieved his own climax and emptied himself in her.
With a shuddering moan, he rolled off the red-head and pulled her into his chest.
"You called me William" he said, kissing the top of her head.
"Do you mind?" she asked.
"No, of course not, it just surprised me. I liked it."
"Then I think I’ll keep it." Willow answered snuggling deeper into his embrace.
Spike pulled a blanket over them and settled deeper into the bed. "The Rialto is showing ‘Herbie the Love Bug’ tomorrow, would you like to join me?"
"Love to. Love you" she mumbled as she slipped into sleep.
"Love you too" he said, holding her close, thanking whatever powers that be for bringing this beautiful creature into his life.
The End