Pairing: Willow/ Spike, Faith /Wesley, Drucilla / Giles
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: They`re not Mine *cry* , coz if, they would talk german *bg*
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Summary: it all starts with a bullet.
Author`s Note 1: this is my own little world. Read it and you will see what I mean.
Author's Note 2: I wrote this fic within 48 hours. It is either really good or really bad *rofl*
Thanks and Dedication : Thanks for helping, sweet Mel you are the light
in my brain*wink*.
And to my other Lady`s you are all nuts and I love you for it !
Feedback: I will not beg.I`m a strong person. I don`t need to beg...ok I do .pleaseee !
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~Part: 1~
The whole gang, with the exception of Willow, was sitting in the Magic Box. They all looked like they had taken part in some sort of war.
Scratches, contusions and torn clothing furthered this impression.
It had been a hard night. All of the policemen had somehow changed into body hunters who had shot at everything and everybody.
After some research, Giles had found out that the reason for this behavior could only be a Smarma-demon.
The group had searched the whole town, and after killing the very well-fortified demon, they had made their way back to the shop.
Just as everybody was finally patched up and ready to go home, the door opened.
“Ah, Miss Rosenberg has finally found her way…,” Buffy bitched.
Willow was standing in the doorframe holding her tummy. That she looked like the walking dead was all Spike could think, but he could still hear her heartbeat.
“I`m shot…,” was all Willow said as she looked at the group.
Xander stormed over to his best friend. “Where? Tell me. I'll take you to the hospital. Giles, get the car.”
“It`s already healed,” she said, shaking her head.
“That`s a really bad one, Willow. If you were too afraid to help us, why not just say so, instead of telling such stupid tales?” Buffy turned and walked out of the shop through the backdoor, Riley on her heel.
Willow's eyes began to get teary and she extended her hand toward Xander, but the boy only let his head hang and walked toward the door, dragging Anya behind him.
Giles and Spike watched the scene with worry. Both knew that Willow was not the type of girl who would do the things her best friends placed upon her.
The shaking witch turned and ran out of the shop, but as she swung around, a rattling sound was heard.
Spike walked over to see what it was, and after a short moment he held a bullet in front of Giles' face.
“She told the truth. I can smell her blood all over it,” he stated, threw the bullet to Giles and made ready to catch the witch.
If Spike was anything, it was curious.
“Wait, we'll go together,” Giles hurried to turn off all the lights and soon the Watcher and Spike were sitting in the car, driving through the streets of Sunnydale.
***
Willow could not see where she was walking, her eyes blurry with tears. She made sounds of hurt that most people would assign to an animal instead of the small redhead.
Suddenly she was stopped by a person standing in front of her. She rubbed her eyes like a little child and mumbled a soft 'sorry' and tried to made her way around the person.
“I`m not sorry. It`s rather nice to get your meal delivered.” At these words, Willow's head shot up.
In front of her, stood a really ugly vampire. He looked like he was made shortly before he would have died of leprosy.
“You are such a funny vampire,” Willow searched her bag. She was sure that she had a stake in there somewhere.
“I don't think much of table conversation. Let`s eat.” The vampire grabbed her and pierced her neck with his fangs.
Willow tried to ignore the pain and blood loss as she continued to search her bag. After what seemed like hours to her, she found a pencil and, by virtue of applying all of her will, she rammed the pencil into his back.
“You bitch! You'll pay for this!" He lost his grip on Willow and she slipped under his arm.
She tried to run, but she was too weak. Breaking down, she prepared herself to die. Closing her eyes, she thought about all the things she would never do, never have, never see, and then she opened her eyes.
She would not die whimpering like a little child. She had experienced too much, she had survived too much. If this was the way it should end, she would be looking death in the face.
But she hadn't calculated on what she saw now. It wasn't the face of the ugly vampire that looked down on her.
This was a dark beauty named Drusilla.
Willow`s brain stopped working. Whether it was the blood loss, or the shock, she didn't know. She lost consciousness.
Drusilla looked down on the little bird. She had searched for her through time, and now it was time. Time for her to fulfill her destiny.
She lifted Willow from the ground and made her way through the park.
“It has already started, my little bird. I can smell it. There is a lot we need to talk about, but first I will bring you home.” And with this they disappeared into the fog.
~Part: 2~
Spike and Giles had searched the whole town. First, they drove through the streets, then they looked for her in her dorm room, in her parents' home, and finally in the hospital and the morgue.
Unable to find Willow, they both had a bad feeling. It was as if she had been swallowed by the earth itself.
In hope that Willow would call Giles at home if something had happened, they were now sitting on the couch, waiting. This was too much for Spike, so he stood up and took his duster.
“I'll go to Willie`s and see if anybody...,” he didn't want to say it, it would make his fears too real. He would never admit it, but the little witch had grown on him.
She and the Watcher were the only ones who treated him with respect. This was important to him, particularly after losing the ability to hunt.
He could not, would not, accept the possibility that she was dead.
“Do that, in the meantime I'll try to call the others again. Maybe now that they know she's disappeared...,”
***
As Spike made his way back to the apartment, he killed two vampires. This helped only a little to work out his frustration.
He opened the door and looked straight into the Watcher's face, distorted with anger.
“Nothing, Rupert,” was all Spike said as he sat down on the couch, putting his face in his hands.
“The others are of the opinion that Willow would hide, after she found out what a mistake her lying had been, and I shouldn't listen to you, after all why should it interest you, as a demon,” Giles angrily shoved a stack books off the table.
This was all so wrong. He had been so wrong all these years. He had thought that Buffy was a good girl, that being the Slayer and having all that responsibility was the reason she didn't always behave correctly, though he hadn't really expected anything else from Xander and Anya. Those kids were only worried for themselves.
“Rupert, what now?” Spike looked at the Watcher as the door swung open and banged against the wall.
Both men where in shock. There in the doorframe was Drusilla, and she looked unbelievably sexy. Gone were the long gowns with all the ruffles. She wore washed out jeans and a red silk top and looked ready to kill, with her black mane that swirled around the white shoulders.
“It`s nice to see you too, my little pets,” she said smiling.
“What...why...you're sane,” Spike stammered.
"How could you enter...?" the Watcher could not believe it, as Drusilla stepped over the threshold.
“Yes, I am, my childe. It`s time, and I`m here to tell you that the little bird is safe.” The vampire walked toward Giles.
“You mean Willow?” Giles asked moving back, not looking at Drusilla.
“Yes. She is sleeping now. She needs to get stronger for her task.” Dru walked closer to Giles until he was standing with his back against the wall.
Spike watched, fascinated as Giles looked into Drusilla's eyes for the first time.
Giles felt as if he had finally found home. The last time he had looked into the vampire's eyes, they were clouded with insanity, not to mention that this woman had helped Angelus torment him.
But now, the same eyes shone with warm, and intelligence, and interest.
“If you two have finished what ever you're doing, can we talk about the task you mentioned?” Spike was getting impatient.
“Right, childe. We do need to talk about it. Please come to this address tomorrow at sundown and I will answer all the questions you have. But now I have to go, the sun will rise soon,” she said to Spike, and then turned again toward Giles.
“Rupert, is it possible that you have the Book of Ventolair?” she asked, picking at his shirt collar.
“Oh, the Book of Vento...yes, I think...,” he began cleaning his glasses, to hide his trembling hands.
With a last look at him, she walked toward the door, ”Then read it.” And she was gone.
Spike ran out of the house to catch her and ask a few questions, but there was only the fog.
~Part: 3~
Willow woke slowly. With her eyes still closed, she cuddled against the body beside her and tried to remember this crazy dream she had.
All she could remember clearly was that she had been shot and bitten by the ugliest vampire anyone could imagine, but the best thing about the dream was that she had seen Drusilla.
She giggled. Now the hellmouth had gotten the better of her.
Slowly she opened her eyes and looked straight into Drusilla's face. She would have surely fallen from the bed, but Dru caught her.
“My little Bird, you don`t have to be afraid, everything is fine.” Dru gave her a bright smile and kissed Willow's cheek.
“I-I`m not afraid.” And she really wasn't. She trusted her. There was this feeling that Drusilla was here for her. It was very confusing.
“Drusilla, may I ask you a few questions?” Willow asked, as Drusilla stood up and made her way to the wardrobe.
While waiting for the vampire's response, Willow looked around her for the first time.
It was a lovely room. The walls and the carpets were in a beautiful jade green, the furniture, the big bed she was lying in, the wardrobe, and the dressing table, were made out of walnut wood.
Laying some clothes on the bed, the vampire sat down beside Willow.
“Willow, you can ask me anything and I will do my best to answer.”
“How is it that you are sane again?” Willow was a little afraid of how Dru would react to this question.
But Drusilla only smile brighter.
“You know about the things Angelus did to me?” she asked.
Willow could only nod. She had read a lot about Angelus during the time he had lost his soul, killed her fish and ruled the city.
“It would have been much more difficult for him to do so, if I had not already been weakened. Since the first day I can remember, I had visions, and one of the first I had recurred again and again. This vision was about you, but at that time, my mortal heart could not stand it, and the hate all the people had toward me. And when Angelus did all these horrible things to me, it sent me over the edge.”
Drusilla stood and started to walk through the room as Willow, now sitting upright in bed, watched her.
“As he changed me, the vision got blurry and I could no longer remember it. However, half a year ago the fog cleared in my head and the visions started again. But this time is was different, because this time I knew you.” Drusilla had again stopped on Willow's side and she caught one of the tears the witch was spilling for her.
“Everything is good my little Bird, and now you have to take a shower. Giles and Spike will be here soon. Do you think Giles would like a cup of tea?” and with this she left Willow alone.
***
“Rasnak is one of the oldest demons. It is said that he walked this earth when nothing was here besides fire. He can only be stopped with magic, so Willow will have to practice with me a lot.” Drucilla walked over to the witch and sat down beside her.
“….so after what you say, Willow is the one who has to stop Rasnak and it`s written down that she will be protected by five, of which one will be her partner for eternity. But what exactly will happen if Willow is not able to stop him?” Giles cleaned his glasses on his shirt. Willow had been surprised when the Watcher entered behind Spike.
There was not a single thread of tweed on him and, after the looks Drusilla was throwing him, she was not only the reason for the jeans and the dark blue shirt, she also liked them a lot.
“Then mankind will die in fire,” Drusilla stated.
“Stop. What was that about a partner?” this was the first time Spike spoke besides 'hello, luv', and it sounded more like a growl.
He would not stand here and watch somebody else shag his witch for eternity. How long he had felt this way, he had no clue.
“There is no special information about it in the book,” was all Giles said.
“This is not important at the moment, and the missing two will soon join us,” Dru said, not looking away from Giles.
“Great! And what do we do now?” The image of Willow in bed with someone else made Spike storm out of the house, not waiting for an answer.
Willow had listened to the whole thing, not blinking. This had to be the mistake of the universe.
How could somebody, or was it something, select her to save the world?
Giles and Drusilla watched as Willow began laughing hysterically.
“I think it`s better if I go now. I`m sure she just needs some time.” Giles did not want to go, he wanted to talk to Drusilla, to learn more about the woman who had stolen his heart when he merely looked into her eyes.
“I think that is a good idea. Maybe I can dispense some of her fears by talking to her.” Dru lifted Willow into her arms, and with a last longing look at Giles, she walked toward the stairs.
~Part: 4~
Spike paced the hall. Again and again, since that day two weeks ago, Giles had mentioned this partner for Willow and the thought of losing her made him crazy.
Not even the fact that she was never his could stop him as he made his way upstairs.
Without stopping, he opened her bedroom door. He knew that she was still in bed. After her last magic lesson with Drusilla, she had been too exhausted to remain awake.
For a short moment, he only stood and watched her. She was his, she had always been his, since that moment in her dorm room.
Careful not to wake her, he pulled the covers off of her body. She looked perfect, with that little black teddy and her tousled hair.
“You are mine, little witch, and if you do not know it, I will show it to you.” He quickly rid himself of his clothes and climbed into the bed.
Straddling her, he breathed deeply of her scent. It was heaven to feel her warmth and soon his hands were stroking her body.
He did not have long to wait before she reacted to him. Her breathing got faster and her lips opened slightly. He started carefully to caress her breasts, no longer able stand the temptation, he leaned forward and kissed her.
That`s when she came fully awake. Green eyes flew open and she looked directly into Spike's blue eyes.
Spike wasn't prepared as Willow used all her strength and threw him from her. He bounced off of the mattress and landed on the floor.
“Bloody hell!” was all Spike could say as he flew through the air.
Willow was really angry. Little sparks began to appear around her as she jumped from the bed and put herself in front of a very naked Spike.
“You will take your clothes and leave this room now, or I will burn your undead ass, the same as I will do if you ever try something like this again! Who do you think you are?” the power of her angry voice made the floor vibrate.
Not making any movement, Spike watched the witch. She was gorgeous, and she was his.
“Listen, luv, I won't watch somebody take what's mine, and you are mine.” Spike soon learned that this was not the right thing to say.
Willow made a movement with her left hand and the door opened wide. A second twitch of her fingers and Spike slid on his naked bottom into the corridor.
“I belong to nobody.” And the door swung shut with a loud bang.
The door opened again and Spike's clothes came flying out of the bedroom to land on his head before the door slammed shut a second time.
***
In the kitchen, Giles and Drusilla were drinking tea.
“So, Willow healed her gunshot injury with magic, but not really knowing that she did, or even how she did it. This is fascinating.” Giles wasn't sure if he meant the changes in Willow or the vampire in front of him.
They heard a loud crashing from the upper level. Dru and Giles looked at the ceiling, then at each other.
“What do you think they're doing up there?” Giles asked, not really sure if he wanted to know the answer.
Drusilla had heard everything with her increased abilities, so she said with a little knowing smile that charmed the Watcher, ”They play like all kids do.”
Giles could not move. It was as if this woman, vampire, had him under her control, and he loved every second of it.
“Rupert, do you like games?” she asked him as she walked around the table.
“What games do you mean?” he asked, praying that she would play with him.
“Games for adults?” she said, and hopped onto his lap, straddling him.
If it was possible, his erection got even harder. This woman was a tease.
“Do you know a game we could play?” he asked, and then their lips touched.
Soon they kissed more deeply and Drusilla put Giles' hands on her breasts. This made him groan.
“We should not do this,” she whispered into his hear.
“Do you want me to stop?” Giles was hurt, wondering what had gone wrong.
“Yes, until we are in my bedroom.” She let herself glide from his lap, holding a hand out to him.
He let out a sigh and, smiling at her, took the offered hand, and more.
Together they walked through the hall and up the stairs, now and then glancing at each other and exchanging longing looks.
Spike watched the couple from where he was standing against the wall. He still couldn't believe how the thing with Willow had gone so wrong.
As he heard the door to Drusilla's bedroom close, he walked down the stairs, through the hall, and out of the house.
The last thing he needed now was to hear the Watcher and his sire.
***
“My god, you look beautiful,” Giles whispered. “Lie down on the bed and let me worship you.”
Dru obeyed him without hesitating and she tried everything not to imagine what he intended to do, though she found it quite difficult.
This would be her first time with a human, and Rupert was special in a way she never knew possible.
Her panties moistened, as if ready for his touch. She needed nothing more than to feel him inside of her, but she was sure that the waiting was nearly over.
Giles began to feel all around her quivering torso, squeezing and kneading her heavy breasts.
Drusilla let out a little moan as his tongue touched that special little point on her cunt. Licking the outer lips through the panties and tearing them aside, he explored her little love bud.
He took it into his mouth and nibbled, until it grew harder and harder under his touch.
Dru spread her legs wider. He licked the outline of her stocking tops with his hot tongue, exploring and probing until his mouth knew all her intimate secrets.
“Oh, Rupert,” she whispered.
She loved every insane moment, she could clearly hear his muffled slurps ringing out above her cries of delight.She felt like all the juices from her body were being sucked from her by his warm mouth, he was literally draining her insides of every last bit of her moisture.
Giles was hunting for more, her smell and taste was like ambrosia. Soon her little shudders began to get stronger and she sank deeper onto his face as she vamped out.
Dru wrapped her legs around his neck and he sucked harder in a frantic action. Then suddenly, without warning, a long forceful stream escaped her.
She gyrated up and down as the sensation went through her without pause.
Giles felt her juices drip from the corner of his mouth before he had time to swallow the substance her body was expelling. He only stopped for a short moment to take a quick breath.
Drusilla, still vamped out, lay back exhausted, panting and purring like a wild animal that has to be chased for the kill.
Giles looked at her, smiling the knowing smile of a lover.
“You taste wonderful,” was all he said.
Drusilla's need to feel his hard and warm swollen cock in her pussy was all she could think of.
Slowly she twisted her body around so she could swallow his thick, veined member.
Giles sighed in ecstasy as inch by inch disappeared into her mouth. She soon moved her tongue gently around the tip, then she licked the swollen hole on his prick, and then she let the whole thing slide down her eager and waiting throat.
She could not wait any longer, with one last lick she turned and straddled him, the feeling of his warm body against her cold legs excited her beyond anything she had ever experienced.
Giles looked into her eyes and then grabbed her shoulders and pushed her down hard. Every part of her was filled with his burning fire.
He was rough and gentle at the same time. She could tell that the sight of her grinding and bouncing up and down was making him really hot.
She leaned forward as she kept riding him and he gently took the nipple like a nursing baby. She wanted to let him feel the softness and texture with his masterful mouth, so she forced him, pushing herself hastily down until he eagerly accepted the entire breast into his mouth.
Giles grabbed around her to find the tops of her stocking and let his hands rest snugly against her smooth skin, rocking her back and forth, until she couldn't bear the sensations for another second.
He thrust his exploding cock further into her oozing vagina and everything started to become hazy as she felt the thick warm sperm shoot up and fill her inner parts.
It triggered something deep inside and she began to shudder and shake under the force of her arching innards, quivering in a frenzied experience. She again changed into her true face and let out a small growl.
Both lay back, thoroughly exhausted, Giles smiled at the beautiful purring vampire in his arms. Half asleep she cuddled deep into his warm arms and thus, they felt asleep.
~Part: 5~
Dru knew that Willow was standing at the side of the big bed. She also
knew that is was a bright day outside.
One last time, she cuddled herself into the arms of her lover.
Then she opened her eyes and gave a short nod to Willow, letting her
know that she would meet her in the kitchen.
Ten minutes later, Drusilla, still a little sleepy but in a good mood, entered the kitchen.
“I can see you now have what you wanted,” Willow said with a wicked little grin.
“Yes,” came the reply as the vampire sat down.
“That is good. He will make you happy and you will make him happy…and I'm babbling, so I'd better stop right now,” Willow blushed under Dru's stare.
“When will you go get her?” At Willow's confused look she added, ”You remember. The reason you woke me?”
“Oh! I'm going now. I only wanted to make sure that you knew where I was. And I wanted to know where all the screaming came from last night,” Willow giggled and walked around the table.
Giving the vampire a kiss on the check, she went on her way to find the new member of their group.
***
Faith had still not regained full consciousness, but at the moment she felt the presence of the person she had waited for, she fully conscious.
“I've waited for you,” she said, before looking into Willow's face.
“I know. And I`m here to ask you whether you're ready to forget your old life and start a new one?” Willow showed no emotion, that would only make this harder.
She had learned a lot from Drusilla, and since she had enough time to think it all over, she was happy to have Faith on her side.
This time, there would be nobody between them, and so she was pretty sure that it would work out.
“I have dreamt about this the whole time. When I woke up and you weren't here, I was afraid. I was afraid that Buffy would come and end it.” Tears rolled down Faith's face.
Willow leaned down and hugged the Slayer as she made small soothing sounds, giving her the comfort she needed.
“Everything will be fine. Tonight we'll come and get you, and I'll watch over you.” Giving her a kiss on the forehead, she said goodbye and left.
***
“Giles, I've made it look like Faith is being transferred to another hospital, so nobody will have any clue that she is still in Sunnydale.” Willow had hacked into the system to make these changes.
“Now, it`s your's and Spike's job to get her here safely,” Dru added. She had already talked to Giles about the Slayer. At first he had not been ready to accept her, but after a few hours of love making, he would have kissed Angelus to make his lady happy.
Spike stood sulking in the corner of the room. He still had the image of the witch dancing though his head and knowing that a Slayer would be a part of the group wasn't helping his attitude.
The only sure thing was that this new member, Faith, was not that oh-so-special-eternal-partner for Willow. Spike had heard enough about her to know this. And now only one was left. He had to do something, but he didn't know what.
“Spike! Spike! We need to go and get Faith.” Giles was standing in front of the vampire and smirked at him.
“You know that I can hear you, mate.” This was so embarrassing. Here he was, the big bad, caught sulking like a little child, or even worse, like the big poof.
“Bloody hell, don`t look at me with that sick sympathy.” Spike shoved the watcher aside and stormed out.
***
Willow and Drusilla tucked the covers tightly around Faith and lay down on either side of her. Everything had gone as they had planned it. If Buffy ever wondered about Faith's new whereabouts, she would learn that the Slayer had been sent to a lovely neurological well-being institute.
“Your Trainer will be here in a few days. Until then, you need to rest. So, now, tell us, how do you like your new home?” Willow asked the Slayer as she stroked her head.
Faith let her eyes wander around the room. It was feminine, everything in a happy yellow.
“I like it a lot. This room it so lovely. Are you sure I`m not dreaming?” Faith still could not believe all the things that had happened since she had awoken from the coma.
“I could bite you...I mean, instead of pinching!” Drusilla made them all laugh as she giggled while vamped out.
“How funny. Faith, you need to know that Dru and Giles are doing the nasty.”
“We can't be doing anything nasty, because it feels so good.”
~Part: 6~
Willow and Drucilla walked together through the garden, stopping now and then to smell one of the lovely red roses. The garden had been the main reason that Drusilla bought the house.
But, at that time she hadn't yet known that her lover liked to play outside, too.
It was a balmy California night. Both women wanted to talk with each other undisturbed, so Willow had suggested they take a little walk.
The main reason for her fleeing from the house, was the looks from Spike. Since the night she had awakened with him on top of her, she could not stop thinking about him.
Or how good it had felt to be touched by him. She was haunted by images of his cocky grin and his unbelievable body.
Shaking her head, she turned her attention back to the topic.
“So, he's coming tomorrow?” she asked, not looking in Drusilla's direction.
“Yes. Giles talked to him a few hours ago, and after a little not-so-British yelling, he accepted. I hope he will be good for Faith, since she is still not back to her full strength.”
Willow looked up, and there he stood on the balcony.
“I think she is just lonely.” Drucilla watched the scene between Willow and her childe. She really hoped that they would figure it out soon.
***
Spike walked back into the house. He'd had enough. He behaved like Angel now, always sitting in a dark corner of a room, brooding. This had to stop.
Giles could no longer hold back the laughter. This was the fourth time this night that he found Spike in this mood.
“You can laugh, Rupert. You get it a few times a night.” Giles and Spike had moved in a few days ago to make things simpler. He was now sleeping with his lover, and had no need to leave her, with the exception of going to work.
But he had already plans to sell the shop so he could spend all of his time with Drusilla.
“You could have that, too. But you act like an idiot.” Spike jumped up and vamped out. He would not permit anyone to call him an idiot.
Giles only shoved him back into the chair and continued to talk.
“I cannot believe that a vampire sired in the days of gallant behaviour is not thinking about the possibility that the woman he loves wants to be courted.” Giles walked back to Spike and leaned forward until their noses were touching.
“Ever heard of romance? You know, all the things a woman loves? Like flowers, poems, declarations of love?” he said, and then on his way out he turned again.
“Think about it.” And that`s what Spike did.
***
The next evening, Faith was stretching with her eyes closed, letting the images of her erotic dream fill her mind. Smiling, she played with the thought of touching herself as she heard someone clear their throat.
She tore her eyes open. Standing in front of her...was Wesley.
She immediately noticed the changes in him. No longer was he the stiff watcher. Beside her bed, with a wicked smile that told her that he knew exactly what she had planned to do, was a fit, more self-confident man.
“I think it's time that you and your sweet bottom get out of the bed. I'll give you ten minutes, then you will either be in the training room, ready for a workout, or still in bed, which means that I'll have to come and get you.” With a last nasty look that travelled over her only half-covered body, he left the room.
“Fuck!” she stood up and prepared to obey him.
~Part: 7~
Willow made her way to the Magic Box. She needed a few more things for her lessons with Drusilla, and she wanted to see the others.
She missed them a lot and hoped that she could spend a little time with them. The memories of the last time she had seen them were still burning in her heart. She tried everything, but the feeling of the betrayal of her best friend was, after all these weeks, still too fresh.
Nothing had changed. Xander was stuffing something undefinable into his mouth as Anya counted the money.
Buffy was all over Riley and it looked like they were going to have sex on the table any minute.
“Hi,” was all Willow was able to say. She was confused. She had always felt at home in the presence of the others, but that was no longer the case.
Xander ran over and hugged her tight. Giles winked at her from his place at the counter, where he was sorting books in.
“We missed you so much! And why don`t you ever answer my calls? I have so much to tell you. Anya and I are moving…,” Xander bounced up and down, but stopped immediately as Buffy interrupted him.
“Oh, Miss I`m-too-good-to-help-save-the-world is back, “ Buffy said, hoping to hurt Willow.
The witch didn't even look at the Slayer, knowing that she would see the hurt in her eyes.
“So, Anya, where are you moving with Xander?” Only half a year ago, the idea that Xander could leave her would have made her break down, but she now had a new life and a task.
Buffy again and again tried everything to make herself the center of the conversation, but had no luck. In the meantime, Xander and Anya told Willow about the changes in their lives.
Giles had felt bad after he made the decision to sell the shop, so he called a few friends in England and now everything had been arranged.
Xander was going to England to study architecture. During his work, he had shown an interest and Giles was happy to be able to help the young couple.
They would live far away from dangers of the hellmouth and Giles was sure that Xander would grow to be a good man when he was no longer under Buffy`s influence.
After Xander and Anya left the shop, Giles tried to talk to Buffy about the changes that concerned her.
“You're my Watcher! Why would I want a new one?” she screamed.
“Buffy, listen, I will no longer be your Watcher. I have informed the Council of my decision and they will send you another Watcher to help you fight." He'd known it wouldn't be simple, but he had no idea that she would act like this.
“No! No! No! I won't allow this!” she took hold of the nearest object and threw it against the shelves.
Riley and Willow had been in the back room during the whole discussion, but now they walked into the shop.
“Buffy, there is nothing you can do. My decision has been made and everything is arranged.” He opened the door with the unspoken request for her to leave.
The Slayer stamped her foot like a little child, tears of rage running over her face and smearing her make-up.
“I don`t need you, I`m the oldest Slayer to ever live, but be assured that you will pay for this!” With her little lapdog on her heels, she walked out.
“Giles, I think that was enough for today. Let`s go home.”
“I would love to, but look what she did.” Even if he was selling the shop, he could not stop the hurt in his voice at that the sight of the destruction she had caused.
Willow knew how he felt, so she walked into the backroom and returned with the broom.
~Part: 8~
The next weeks went by in a certain harmony. After he no longer needed to work in the Magic Box, Giles worked in the library at the house they now shared to find more information about the upcoming fight.
Faith and Wesley screamed and hit at each other every free minute they had and the Slayer returned to her old cocky self.
After a small incident, Willow and Drusilla worked in the cellar. It was important that Willow learn to use her building power, which had not worked out well in the first practice session. Giles and the others found this fundamentally safer, so both woman had, under protest, obeyed.
What Spike did the whole time, nobody knew, but Willow had a really good idea.
She and the vampire had not talked much, but every time they were in the same room she could feel him watching her and every morning when she walked into her room she found a little present.
It had started with flowers, then she found a poem one night. It had been about her; it had been so romantic.
In the last week, she found a little kitten and a puppy in a basket. She called them Romeo and Juliet. As she now watched her little pets play on the carpet, she knew that she was in love with him.
But she was afraid. After she kicked him out of her bed and room, she had no idea how she could now tell him that she was in love with him.
***
In the mean, time Faith and Wesley were again in the training room screaming at each other.
“I told you that I hate it when you do that. I'm out of here! Training is over!” Faith screamed into Wesley's face and turned with the intension of leaving.
But Wesley had other things in mind. This little girl had to learn a lesson, and he was the only one in this room.
He would show her that she had to follow his instructions, and it didn't bother him that he would have fun while doing it.
Full of rage, her mind clouded, Faith was had no chance as Wesley knocked her over and straddled her, catching her hands behind her back.
Faith bucked her hips and wiggled around to get free. But the Watcher only grinned at her.
“Let me go, or I will hurt you,” even in her own ears, her threat sounded more like a plea.
“So, little slayer! I will teach you a little lesson," he fall silent as their eyes met and he could see the same desire he was feeling reflected in her eyes.
Faith could feel his erection pressing against her and she let out a moan. She did not even try to hold still. Rubbing her hips against him, she looked deep into his eyes.
“Kiss me,” she whispered and Wesley could no longer resist.
Leaning down, he kissed her. Soon the kiss became more demanding and Wesley lost his grip on her.
Without much effort, Faith turned them around so that she was on top.
But Wesley used his greater weight, and again the couple rolled over the floor mats.
“It would be best for you to learn that I am in charge here,” Wesley growled into her ear.
She whispered, just before his lips met hers, "I should have never let you get away from me."
She teased by pulling her lips from his abruptly. "Watch out! I may not ever let that happen again."
A sinister smile played on his lips as he nodded and spoke in a low voice, "What makes you think I have any intention of allowing you to let me go?"
"Oh, shut up...," she huskily said with a cutely stern look.
Her lips left Wesley's for a moment as she looked down to unbuckle his belt. They rolled around on the ground until no more clothes were between them.
Then he returned to the pleasure of her lips. The touch of her hands along his spine made him shiver.
He kissed her deeply, then moved his lips across her cheek to her ear. He sucked on her earlobe, then slowly kissed down her neck to her shoulder.
Faith was groaning, and breathing heavily, and arching her back, and thrusting her pelvis against his hip.
More quickly, he moved down her body to her breast, sucking as much as he could into his mouth, he played her erect nipple against his teeth with his tongue.
Wesley's hands squeezed her other breast firmly, as his fingers played across the nipple.
She was groaning something, but he couldn't hear for the pulse pounding in his ears. His hand remained on Faith`s chest and his other hand soon joined it as his mouth moved down her belly.
He heard her cry out, "Yes!", as his hands quickly slid down her body to pull her thighs apart. He knelt between her knees and spread her enough to see his target.
His tongue moved quickly and gently over her clit. Faith bucked her hips and cried out in pleasure at his ministrations. It had been so long.
Wesley stroked her more firmly with his tongue and she arched her back off the floor and groaned.
A bit faster and she began to pant rapidly. He gently slipped two fingers inside her and she came hard, as he pushed and pulled them and flicked his tongue across her clit rapidly.
Faith pulled on his hair, bringing his lips back to hers and kisses him ruthlessly and deeply.
She slid her hands down his back and pulled his hips to hers.
A small amount of maneuvering brought him into position. She was so wet that he easily slid into her.
She groaned as his hot, throbbing flesh filled her. Wesley thrust deep into her with each stroke and held her shoulders, pulling her onto him as he brought his hips to hers.
He felt it building so quick. He was so close, so close. He groaned, his forehead beading with sweat, trying to hold off just a little longer.
A low moan escaped her quivering lips, and her butt and pussy muscles tightened in one sharp spasm. It was like a fist, gripping him, and he knew it was all over then.
He went completely still, his body as unyielding and tense as hers, and he grabbed her hips and held her still and that's when he let loose and his cock started spraying hot juice into her tight body again and again and again, shot after shot.
For long minutes there were no other sounds expect their breathing and the sounds of their kisses.
Then they stood up and gathered their clothes together.
“I'm already looking forward to my next lesson," Faith said, looking around for her panties.
Wesley only shook his head and pinched her bottom.
~Part: 9~
Willow woke with a start. Shoving the blanket aside, she stormed into the corridor, not concerned over her lack of clothes, and inhaled deeply.
“It's started! It's started!” she screamed and soon everyone was standing around her. They all knew what she meant.
Her skin was covered in glowing, red symbols.
Spike could see that Willow was no longer able to standing on her own legs, so he caught her just as she started to collapse, and carried her back into her room.
“We should all sleep a little more. We will need all of our strength soon.” Drusilla took Giles' hand and walked back to their room. Faith and Wesley, arms around each other, returned to theirs.
Spike put Willow on the bed and covered her. As he moved away from her, she took hold of his hand.
“Don't leave me alone,” she pleaded.
He crept into the bed beside her and she immediately nestled into his arms.
“I'll never leave you, luv,” he whispered into her hair.
“I love you,” she mumbled so low he could only understand her because of his vampire hearing.
He moved away from her a little bit, to be able to look into her eyes.
“Don`t look at me that way. That's what you wanted the whole time. Not even the pets are surprised. So, yes, I love the big bad and I want you to know it and...,”
Spike stopped her with a heart-melting kiss. Then he whispered near her ear, ”I love you, too, my little witch.”
“Just hold me and never let go.” Cuddled together, like the cat and the little puppy on the end of the bed, they fell asleep.
***
The next day, all hell broke loose. In the middle of the town a volcano had appeared. Hot lava streamed out of it in rivers. The group knew that this was the place they would find Rasnak, where they would fight him.
The authorities immediately stepped into action. Catastrophe alarms exclaimed their warning, and the town was evacuated.
Not only the human population left, but even the demons and vampires ran for their lives. Soon, only Willow and her group of friends were left.
They watched the evacuation with a certain amount of relief. At least they didn't have to worry that innocent people were in immediate danger.
“Ok, we have everything we need, and everyone knows what they have to do,” Willow said for the hundredth time, as they walked through the once-bustling town that now looked like a ghost town.
She was afraid, not for her own life, but for the others. Again and again, she whispered the words for the conjurings she'd learned from Dru.
The closer they came to the volcano, the hotter it got, and soon everyone, with the exception of the two vampires, was covered in sweat.
Willow and Dru carried the magic utensils, while the others were armed with swords and axes.
Nobody tried to stop them on their way to the volcano.
“It`s funny. This is the first time I'm able to walk around in the daylight in I-don`t-know-how-long, and I can`t see a single thing,” Dru pouted. Since the volcano eruption had begun, a rain of ash had come down, and so it was darker than night.
They all had to smile at Dru, but soon they reached the entrance to the cave itself, and nobody dared to talk. Everyone was tense and ready to do what was needed.
After sharing one last look that said everything there was to be said, they walked to their destiny.
***
Faith and Spike walked in first, to kill anything that could stop them. Wesley and Giles formed the rearguard.
Soon they were in a fight with the errand-boy demons, similar to cats, that fought to their last breath. The group had a hard time before they reached the entrance to the center cave, where Rasnak was.
The group stood protectively around Drusilla, who began to chant. She would make sure that Willow could make her way into the chamber, which was in the exact middle of the lava pool.
One last time she glanced at her friends, her family, and then, taking a deep breath, Willow walked straight into the boiling lava.
The group was fighting against more of the errand-boys as the whole ground began to shake.
“We have to get out!” Wesley shouted. Grabbing hold of Drusilla and Faith, he ran back the way they had come.
“I won't leave Willow!” Spike looked in the direction he had last seen her.
“If you're staying, I'm staying!” Giles had to scream to be heard over the noise of the falling rocks.
Spike and Giles exchanged a look, and then everything happened at once.
The lava froze to ice and they could hear a scream that was not human, and then another that was clearly Willow. As Spike turned around to find her, the tunnel collapsed.
~Part: 10~
Spike, Wesley and Faith dug through the rubble with bare hands. They had already found Giles, and Drusilla had taken him home to care for his wounds.
They were not ready to stop the search yet, not even wanting to talk.
“Where are you? I know you're still alive.” Spike said, over and over again.
Faith`s hands were bloody and sore, so she first noticed that she had found something as she looked down and saw it. Frantically, she tried to shove as many of the stones and dust to the side as possible.
She said nothing to the others, too afraid that Willow was dead. But she didn’t need to say a word, her behavior was enough for both men to walk over to her.
“It`s Willow and she's alive. I can hear her heartbeat,” Spike sobbed.
Together, they soon had her out and in Spike's arms. She was still not awake, but she was alive, and that was all that mattered.
So, the four made their way home, crying, from the joy of having found her alive, and from worry.
It took Sunnydale two days to get back to normality. It was more terrible than one demon could be. To know what had happened, and knowing that the people of this town would simply forget.
Willow took a whole week to wake, and for no second of this time was she alone.
Spike had refused to leave her, and all the others had come now and then to talk to her, with the exception of Giles, who had not been able to leave his bed because of a broken collarbone and Dru's instructions.
***
Willow walked into her bedroom and stopped in the middle of the movement. It had now been over four weeks since she was 'back among the living' as Faith called it, and she had wondered the whole time when Spike would make a move to take their relationship to a new level...and there he was laying in bed.
Dressed only in a large, red bow.
“It`s been a long time since I last found a present lying on my bed,” she said with a wicked little grin.
The vampire said nothing, only giving her his cocky grin.
“So, let`s see what we have here,” Willow walked over to the bed, but instead of unwrapping him, she slowly undressed.
Spike's eyes got bigger and bigger, the more he could see of her body. When she was naked, he watched her for what seemed to her like an eternity.
"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" he asked, taking her hand and pulling her to him, onto the bed, and lying on top of her.
His kisses ignited an unbridled passion as his lips moved over her body. Willow's nipples stood erect for his tongue and found shelter in his mouth. She squirmed as his tongue traveled downward and teased the skin between her legs.
"Spike...," she moaned. "Please...,"
"Yes, baby," he nibbled at her inner thighs and bit at her labia gently with his teeth.
Willow hadn't come in so long that she felt ready to scream.
"Are you going to give me your juices?" he licked tentatively at her lips and she squirmed to get closer.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "Please lick it...,"
His cold velvet tongue felt so good on her pussy that she grabbed for the edges of the bed to hold herself still.
His tongue darted in deep and flicked across her clit, driving her wild. Pressing first one finger, and then two, inside of her, he twisted them as he licked her clit.
Willow came so hard that she grabbed the pillow and held it over her mouth, fearing the others would hear her cries.
"Oh, you taste sweet," he said pulling the pillow off of her face and kissing her lips. She loved the smell and taste of herself on his lips.
"That was so good," she purred. "So, so good." Willow slipped her hand down his belly and caressed his hard cock. It felt thick and long as it slid through her hands.
"Easy, baby," he warned. "You've got me so hard...,"
"Do I get to taste you?" she asked with an evil smile.
"Next time," he promised. "Right now, I just want to be inside of you."
He slid between her legs and nibbled at her nipples, kissing the spot between her breasts as he passed it.
"Do you know how long I've waited for you?" he whispered as he pressed his cock against the entrance to her pussy.
"No...," she whimpered. He pushed his cock in hard until it hit the back of her pussy, and stopped as he gripped her body tight. He stared into her eyes, with a little gold clearly showing in his, as they lay there, connected as one.
"Tell me that you're mine now," he demanded. He moved his cock out slowly, and then pressed it back in, making her crave more.
"Spike... please," she whined.
"Tell me, Willow," he repeated. "Tell me that you're mine."
"I'm yours, Spike," she cried. "Only yours." He fucked her hard then. Hard and deep...sometimes fast, but more often slow, as he kissed and bit at her neck.
"Your pussy is so tight and hot, baby," he moaned. "This must be heaven in there." His cock felt so good inside of her, Willow didn't want it to end.
"Come on, baby," he panted into her ear. "I'm gonna make you give it to me now." He increased the rhythm of his thrusts and she squeezed her pussy tighter around him in a challenge to see if he would come first.
"Oh...damn, baby," he growled. "Give it to me now." He grabbed her ass with both hands and pounded into her until she started to grab her pillow again.
"No, let it out," he panted. "Let me hear you come."
"Spike!" she cried. Deep in her belly, the orgasm started and she reached harder for every stroke of his cock.
"Oh, yes!" cried Spike. He morphed as he started to come and he bit hard into her neck. The groan accompanying each thrust of his cock equaled Willows cries at receiving them. Neither of them wanted it to ever end, and nursed it until they finally lay still in each others arms.
The End