E-mail: gorillamix@aol.com
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Willow/Spike
Disclaimer: Joss owns all; I own nothing. Blah…Blah…Blah…
Summary: A PWP in which Spike gets a boo-boo and Willow makes it better.
Archive: Bite Me…Please, Willow’s ‘Lil Secret, Soulmates
Feedback: Yes please.
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"Son of a fucking bitch!!" swore the blonde vampire viciously, sticking his finger in his mouth.
Spike and Willow had been dutifully researching the new demon in town. It had somehow been managing to herd the local cats into vicious roving packs and was creating serious havoc. Willow sat casually barefoot at Giles’ desk pecking away at her laptop while Spike lounged comfortably on the sofa, paging through a massive tome. Buffy and Giles had set out on patrol a few minutes earlier and Xander and Anya were stuck at Xander’s parents’ house for the periodically required family dinner, leaving the two alone for the evening.
Willow looked up from the screen, "Are you ok?" she asked, concerned.
"God damned book bit me" he whined.
Willow’s gaze dropped to his mouth, her breath caught in her chest as she watched his seductive mouth gently sucking at the offended digit, she wondered for the millionth time what those lips would feel like against her warm skin.
She shook her head, clearing it of smutty thoughts and crossed the room to sit next to him on the sofa. "Let me see" she said, gently grasping his hand and pulling. His wet finger slipped from his mouth with a delicate ‘pop’.
"You big baby, it’s just a paper cut" she said, teasingly. "See, it’s not even bleeding."
"It still hurts." Spike said grumpily, trying to pull his hand from her warm grasp. She refused to relinquish his sore finger and his lips dropped into a sullen pout. The smutty thoughts she thought she had banished came rushing back into her head at the sight of that unconsciously sensuous act.
"I still probably should administer first-aid" Willow replied, her voice rasping slightly.
Spike looked up at the witch, surprised at the sudden change in the tone of her voice. He was taken aback when he saw that the pupils of her clear green eyes had dilated, making her eyes look like the ocean at night. Spike’s nostrils flared as a whiff of musk filled the air between them. Suddenly his jeans felt too tight as his body responded to her obvious desire.
"I should at least kiss it and make it better." She said, watching him carefully. "Do you think that would help?"
Spike swallowed and nodded his head.
Willow slowly lifted Spike’s finger to her mouth. She licked her lips and gently placed a sweet kiss right on his wounded fingertip. Her emerald eyes locked into his azure orbs, a bold little smile crossed her face. Spike tilted his head questioningly, waiting to see what she did next.
He didn’t have to wait long. Willow dropped her head forward, boldly captured his finger between her lips and drew it into her warm mouth. Spike hissed at the sensation of her tongue swirling delicately around it.
Unable to resist, Spike leaned in and pulling his finger from her mouth, quickly captured her lips with his own. His hands slipped around her shoulders and drew her close to him. She accepted the embrace of the vampire and slid her arms around his body in response. They explored each others mouths thoroughly until Willow broke the clinch, gasping for breath.
"Um… Spike?" she whispered, leaning his forehead against his.
"Yeah Red?" he responded
"Will you?…Can we?…Oh Spike, I want you." She sighed.
Spike couldn’t believe his ears, she wanted him, after all these months of secretly desiring her, she wanted him?
"Mmm, pet" he murmured, peppering little kisses across her jaw. "If you want me, take me"
A bright smile broke across the redhead’s face. Her heart soared as she caught his face in her small hands and kissed him again. Her tongue plunged into his waiting mouth while she pulled at the cotton t-shirt, yanking it from his jeans.
Warm hands snuck under the black fabric, sliding against cool skin. Spike drew back from Willow’s lips and pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his lean, muscular chest. She looked at the pale expanse of flesh with an appraising eye.
"Like what you see luv?"
"Mmm hmmm" she responded, trailing her close clipped nails across his firm pectorals.
In one swift move, Spike leaned against the back of the couch and pulled Willow onto his lap. She perched, facing him, on his thighs, her pert breasts bounced enticingly in front of his face. He grabbed the hem of her soft sweater and pulled it up and over her head, revealing a sapphire blue velvet bra beneath. He immediately dove into the tantalizing cleft, licking and nipping. Willow moaned at the sensation of his cool mouth against her warm skin, her fingers gripped the back of his blonde head and pulled him even deeper into her cleavage.
Spike’s hands maneuvered around her slim back and unclasped her bra, unveiling her to his seeking mouth. His large hands covered her firm breasts, her nipples turned into hard pebbles in his palms. He dragged his tongue to the point of one of her soft globes and sucked the sensitive nub into his mouth. Willow gasped as he worried one nipple with his tongue and teeth and rolled the other between his fingers.
Between her warm thighs Willow felt the hard bulge of his member straining against the buttons of his jeans. She reached down between them and pulling at the metal tabs, released him into her waiting hands. Spike’s hips jerked involuntarily as she began to firmly stroke his silky flesh.
A deep growl of passion rolled up from within the vampire, he released her breast from his mouth and looked up into her eyes. Within the depths of her green orbs he saw nothing but trust and desire. She smiled, dropped her face down to his and kissed him thoroughly.
While their lips were engrossed with each other, his hands slipped under her skirt. His long fingers found the edge of her panties and slid beneath, dipping into her warmth. Her nether lips were slick with her arousal, she moaned into his mouth as Spike explored her folds.
He grasped her at her hips, lifted the witch off his legs and dropped her gently onto her back against the soft cushions. Standing, he quickly shucked off his shoes and socks, following them with his jeans. Naked, Spike stood before Willow; her eyes absorbed the glorious sight before her. He was a sculpted alabaster god.
"Wow" she said quietly.
The vampire quirked an eyebrow and smiled. He leaned down and grabbed the hem of Willow’s skirt and whisked it off her body, leaving her clad only in her damp panties. Spike hooked his fingers under the thin material, slid them down her thighs, and flung them over his shoulder onto the pile of clothing.
Spike tilted his head, and regarded the beautiful woman lying before him. Her skin was nearly as pale as his, her coral nipples stood at attention and the auburn curls at the juncture of her legs glistened wetly. Willow’s red hair fanned out behind her, creating a halo of fire that set off her lust flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes.
"Wow to you too Red"
She grinned mischievously and crooked a finger at him in invitation. Spike grinned back at her, then kneeled down next to the sofa and ran his calloused fingers up Willow’s soft legs; she parted them eagerly to his touch. Spike began lightly touching the swollen pink lips nestled between her thighs, her hips bucked at the feel of his cool fingers and a low moan escaped her.
Encouraged by her responses to his touch, Spike leaned in and blew gently at her wet folds. Willow’s breath started coming more quickly and her hands tightly gripped the cushions of the sofa. Parting her labia with his fingers, he ran his tongue across the velvety texture of her hot flesh and found the erect pearl nestled within. He skillfully manipulated the nub with his lips and tongue causing her to begin breathing in hard barking pants.
She began writhing beneath his ministrations, her moans and pants increasing in volume. Spike sensed her approaching orgasm and slid two long fingers inside her grasping channel. Her muscles clamped down around them and she shattered, crying out in ecstasy.
The vampire crawled up onto the couch between her trembling legs; Willow opened her orgasm-glazed eyes and drew him to her for a kiss. Her tongue snaked out and licked her essence off his chiseled face.
"I taste good on you" she murmured breathlessly.
"You taste wonderful" he asserted.
"Spike" Willow said "I want you inside me, now."
Wordlessly acquiescing to her demand he shifted forward and bumped her slit with his solid shaft. Willow tilted her hips to ease his access and he slid easily into her. Her heat nearly overwhelmed him, it had been so long since he had had a human lover he had forgotten how warm they were. He lay supported on his elbows above her for a moment, trying to regain some semblance of control.
Willow shifted again and locked her ankles around his waist. Using the leverage gained by the maneuver, she began rocking, drawing his hardness in and out of her wet cavern. Spike quickly got into the spirit of things and met her thrust for thrust. Willow’s sensitive button rubbed against Spike’s shaft with each lunge and the delicious friction began creating a luscious pressure in her loins.
A bright red flush crept across her chest and cheeks, her internal muscles began to clench and flutter around Spike’s staff, suddenly, with a shout, her orgasm struck. Her nails raked across his back and her hips rolled uncontrollably as wave after wave of pleasure washed through her small body. Spike clung to her, enjoying her erotic abandon. His pace increased as he felt the familiar tickle begin in the small of his back. The sensation quickly spread and as Willow’s orgasm reached its peak so did he. Shouting Willow’s name he flooded her with his seed.
Drained, he slowly collapsed into her arms; he pressed small kisses along her neck and collarbone. She sighed with utter contentment and ran her fingers through his hair. Spike looked up into her eyes.
"Does your finger feel better?" Willow asked.
"Yup" he replied, kissing her.
"Good" she said.
The End