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~Part: 13~
"So you're happy now?" Cordelia asked the redhead as they carried Willow's bags into the hotel lobby. The two females had started spending at least one night a week together doing "girl things." In addition to the fact that it had helped the two become good friends, Willow knew that Spike and Angel appreciated the time alone together to rebuild their relationship.
"I am. Sometimes, the rational part of my brain tells me that it's weird, that I'm a very twisted person. But I really do love them both. And you wouldn't believe how incredible it is to have them both."
Cordelia silenced the redhead by clamping her hands over her ears and starting to sing to herself, loudly and offkey. When Willow sighed and stopped talking, the brunette removed her hands. "Look, I'm very happy for you. But there are things I just don't need to know." At that moment, a loud male scream echoed through the lobby. "Like whatever that was."
A second scream, Spike's scream Willow realized, echoed through the lobby. "It's Spike," the redhead said nervously. "And it sounds like he's in pain." She glanced at Cordelia anxiously.
"Well, go check it out. I'll be up here if you need me. If there's trouble, get out of there and we'll get Gunn and Wesley over here."
Willow nodded and cautiously made her way down the stairs. Spike was chained face down on the bed, and Angel was alternating between whispering to his blonde childe and hitting him with a riding crop. Willow stared for a long moment before running back up the stairs. "Let's do more shopping, Cordy," Willow said hurriedly as she dragged the brunette out the door.
An hour and several hundred dollars later, Willow and Cordelia were sitting in a café eating ice cream quietly. Willow had dragged the former cheerleader through so many stores that even the veteran shopper had needed a break. "I don't want to know what was going on, do I?" Cordelia finally asked.
"No," Willow said softly. She stared at her ice cream sullenly. "I'm sorry, Cordy. I shouldn't have dragged you out like this. Gunn is going to be worried."
"No he's not. Gunn knows that any estimated return time is subject to change when you have Angel's gold card. Besides, I snuck in a quick call on the cell while you were trying on your millionth pair of black leather pants."
"I appreciate you spending time with me, Cordy. I'm glad we've become friends."
"I am too, Willow. I hope you'll talk to someone about whatever it is that's bothering you all of a sudden."
"That obvious, huh? I guess I've been a little distracted."
"Willow, honey, you came up those stairs like a whole tidal wave of holy water was on your butt. I didn't need the hour of brooding to clue me in."
"I guess I should head back, huh?"
Cordelia nodded. "But first, let's finish our ice cream and you can walk me home. You can't expect me to carry all this stuff by myself." Willow giggled in spite of herself.
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"How was shopping?" Angel asked, giving the redhead a quick peck on the cheek.
"Fine," she replied softly, sinking into a chair.
"Bloody hell, luv. Is there anything left in the stores anymore?" Spike asked, staring at the many bags dotting the floor of the lobby.
"I bought stuff for you guys, too," Willow replied. "Remember? Angel asked me to do some shopping for all of us. That whole bag is jeans and black t-shirts," she said, gesturing to a bag near the door. "And I bought Angel some silk shirts and pants that are in that bag."
"Thanks, pet," Spike said. "You take bloody good care of us, you know that?"
"Yeah, sure, I take great care of you," Willow said quietly.
"Willow, honey, what's wrong?" Angel asked.
"Nothing," the redhead said sullenly.
"Bullshit." Spike moved to kneel between the redhead's legs, staring up into her down turned face. "Tell us what's bothering you, luv. That cheerleader say something to you?"
"No. Cordy didn't say anything to me. She was great."
"What's wrong, Willow?" Angel asked again, leaning against the back of her chair and trailing a cool hand up her neck.
"Look, I told you there was nothing wrong. I'm just.tired," Willow replied, suddenly irritated by both vampires' hovering.
"Are you sure?" Angel asked.
"Yes," Willow hissed. "Just leave me alone, okay?"
Angel and Spike exchanged an uneasy look. When neither of them moved out of the redhead's way, she pushed Spike backwards onto his ass and stalked past him. "There's still some darkness left. I'm going for a walk."
"Do you want one of us to come with you?" Angel asked, confused by his childe's sudden change in temperament
"Don't bother," Willow said. She turned and regarded the two bewildered vampires. "You guys just stay here and keep each other company."
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"Willow, why don't you and Cordy stay with the car?" Angel said casually as he surveyed the building.
"Why? You expecting it to drive itself off or something?" Willow said snidely.
Angel turned to look at her, but the redhead refused to meet his gaze. She instead turned to stare up at the hazy LA sky. Angel glanced at Spike who shrugged impassively. They'd both noticed a dramatic change in the redhead's demeanor recently, but Angel hadn't felt it necessary to address it so far.
"I just don't want either of you getting hurt," Angel replied calmly.
"Hey, that's fine by me," Cordelia said cheerfully, hoping to help ease the growing tension.
"Yeah, it would really suck if one of your childer got hurt, wouldn't it?" Willow said sarcastically. She cast a quick glance at Spike before returning her attention to the sky.
"Willow," Wesley said gently, "Angel is just concerned about your safety. There's no need for more of us to be in danger than is absolutely necessary."
"It has nothing to do with my safety," Willow spat. "Angel just doesn't think I'm demon enough to play with the grown-ups. That's why he doesn't want me going in."
"What the hell did they do to piss her off lately?" Gunn whispered to Cordelia.
"I don't know," the brunette replied, "but I wish they'd sort it out already."
"You know, I can hear you talking about me," Willow said. "Why does everyone act like I don't know what's going on around me? Do you all think I'm stupid or something?"
"Red, nobody thinks you're stupid. If you want to help fight the nasty bugger, then do it. The cheerleader can stay here by herself if she wants to. Let's just kill the damn thing and be done with it."
"Fine."
"Cool."
"Fine."
"Marvelous."
"I'll be here with the car."
Gunn handed the redhead a weapon, placed a kiss on Cordelia's cheek, and hefted his own weapon over his shoulder. "Let's get it on."
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Two hours later, Gunn, Cordelia, and Wesley had cleaned up and cleared out of the Hyperion. They had been able to sense Angel's brewing frustration with the redhead, and none of them wanted to be around when his patience finally ran out.
"Willow, I've asked you not to put your feet on the desk," Angel said, trying to remain calm.
The redhead lifted her head slowly to look at him. She very deliberately crossed her legs before returning her fingernails.
"Dammit, Willow, what is your problem?" Angel demanded. "I've had it with your attitude lately."
"You want to know what my problem is?" Willow asked. "Think back to the day I went shopping with Cordelia."
Angel was silent for a moment. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Bullshit!"
"Hold on there, Red. That's a grown-up word," Spike chuckled.
"Shut up," she hissed. "It turns out that Cordelia and I got done shopping a little early, so I figured I'd come home and surprise you guys. Only you were too busy to notice I was even here."
Spike and Angel exchanged a guilty look but neither said anything.
Willow glared at them both, angered by their silence. "I saw you beating Spike. I saw him tied up on the bed, on *our* bed, while you whipped him."
"Red, it's okay. The big poof didn't really hurt me or anything."
"It used to be a part of our relationship, Willow," Angel added. "We didn't mean to upset you with it. You know I'd never seriously hurt either of you."
Willow glanced between the two vampires incredulously. "You think that's why I'm upset?" she asked angrily. "Because I was worried about you hurting him?"
"Um, yeah." Spike said, confused. "Isn't it?"
"No! Of course not. I'm not stupid. I know what your relationship was like. I know vampires get off on the pain sometimes."
"Then why are you upset?" Angel asked, puzzled.
Willow turned to face the dark vampire, a pained look on her face. "You never beat me," she said softly. "You do it for Spike but you've never, not once, offered to do it for me. You think I'm too soft, don't you? You think I'm weak. That's why you're always trying to keep me from fighting. You don't think I'm demon enough to take it."
Angel was floored. At times Willow was so much like she had been as a human that the dark vampire forgot she was still a demon in many ways. He had always assumed she wouldn't want the pain that accompanied his relationship with Spike. It had certainly never occurred to Angel that Willow might even enjoy it. But he wasn't sure he could do it. His relationship with Willow sometimes seemed so pure, so refreshingly human that Angel was reluctant to bring in the darker aspects of being a vampire.
"Angel?" Willow said softly. "Don't you want to beat me?"
"I don't know if he does, pet, but I'd love to," Spike growled softly. The thought of her smooth pale skin, reddened by lashes from a riding crop made the blonde incredibly hard and aroused. He reached one hand between her thighs, pushing her legs apart as he massaged her clit through her jeans. Spike glanced at his sire for permission and smiled when Angel nodded slowly. "Come on, pet," Spike drawled, pulling Willow to her feet. She followed him hesitantly, her eyes darting back at Angel before they disappeared down the stairs.
Spike's hands moved quickly, removing the redhead's clothes and throwing them onto the floor. He withdrew a set of handcuffs from the back of Angel's closet. "Put your hands up over your head, luv," he said huskily. He snapped the cuffs in place, securing the redhead's hands as he pushed her to the bed. "Are you sure about this?" Spike asked as Angel made his way slowly down the stairs.
Willow nodded, her body already tingling with desire. She watched through lowered lashes as Spike withdrew the riding crop from its hiding place. Spike grinned at her wickedly before rolling her over onto her stomach. "You can scream if you want to," he whispered into her ear. Willow nodded and braced herself for the first blow.
As the leather instrument connected with her delicate skin for the first time, Willow screamed. Her body jerked on the bed as tears filled her eyes. Spike looked at Angel questioningly. Angel shrugged, unsure of what to tell Spike. Willow had asked for it, but neither of them had any idea what exactly she wanted.
Willow squirmed on the bed, unsure why Spike had stopped after only one blow. It had definitely been harder than she'd expected. And it had definitely hurt. But in an indescribable way, it had also felt incredibly good. So why was Spike stopping? The second blow was considerably softer than the first, barely more than a tap. The next couple of blows were also almost gentle, and Willow was getting irritated.
"Why aren't you hitting me?" she yelled angrily. Spike and Angel exchanged another confused glance.
"Luv, I am hitting you," Spike said softly.
"No, you're not. You're tapping me to get my attention. I want you to hit me."
"Willow, we don't want to hurt you," Angel began.
"Why not?" Willow yelled. "I may not be a master, but I'm still a vampire. I can take it. I want it." She turned her head to stare at Spike, her vampiric features emerging. "Hit me, dammit," she hissed.
Spike shrugged helplessly and delivered a serious blow. Willow screamed as a large red welt appeared where she'd been struck. Again, Spike hesitated.
"More," Willow begged breathlessly.
Angel watched in stunned silence as Spike turned the redhead's back into a mass of red welts and bruises. He listened in half anguish, half arousal as Willow screamed with each blow. His cock throbbed in his pants as Spike drew blood with a particularly vicious blow across her ass. "Enough," he barked.
Spike dropped the riding crop abruptly, his own body responding to the site of Willow's naked and abused flesh. He leaned over and captured the tiny droplets of blood with his tongue, groaning as he heard Willow whimper beneath him.
"Spike," Willow whimpered softly. She gasped in pain as his cool hands rolled her onto her side. Spike stripped quickly, the intense stares of his sire and Willow leaving a scorching path on his naked body. Spike slipped into bed beside the redhead and lifted her to straddle him. She pushed herself to a sitting position and groaned softly as she ground herself against Spike's erection.
Angel found the key to remove the handcuffs and held Willow's hands steady. "Don't," Willow whispered softly, jerking her hands away. She stared at Angel shyly, and the dark vampire wondered how she could manage to look innocent with the ridges of her demon clearly visible. "Can we leave them on?" she asked quietly. Angel nodded.
Eager to be inside the redhead, Spike lifted her hips gently. He felt Angel's large hands position his cock at the redhead's entrance. Spike slid into her slowly, growling at the wetness that seeped out of her core and down his cock to soak his balls. "Red," he groaned as she tightened her muscles around him.
Angel couldn't stand to just watch anymore. He threw his clothes onto the chair and moved behind the redhead. She whimpered at the feel of his cool body pressed against her reddened flesh.
"Willow," Angel said, still afraid to hurt her.
"Do it," Willow whispered. She leaned forward, her hard nipples pressing into Spike's chest as Angel moved to cover her body with his. Angel slid his cock between her ass cheeks and positioned himself at her puckered hole. Willow whimpered again as Spike's hand reached out to pull his sire tight against the redhead. Her whimper turned into a moan as Spike kissed her furiously. She gasped against his lips as Angel pushed into her forcefully, driving Spike deeper into her wet channel. As the full weight of Angel pressed down against the redhead's welt-covered back, she lifted her mouth from Spike's to wail loudly.
Tears stung the redhead's eyes as every fiber of her being screamed in pain and pleasure. She lost herself in the rhythm set up by the two vampires thrusting into her. They alternated their strokes, one pulling out as the other thrust in. Willow was soon babbling both their names between loud moans. "Oh, oh, god," Willow mumbled as she felt herself crashing into the most incredible orgasm of her existence. Two sets of fangs buried themselves in her neck as both vampires thrust into her and emptied their seed. Willow screamed in ecstasy before passing out.
"You think she's okay?" Angel asked nervously as he and Spike situated the unconscious redhead between them. He caressed the redhead's back carefully, relieved yet saddened to see the welts fading. Willow moaned and arched her back, shoving her hips against her sire's crotch.
Spike smiled fiendishly. "I think she might recover," he said. He slipped his hand between her legs to massage her clit as he bent his head to capture a hard pink nipple
Willow groaned as her eyes fluttered open. She found herself staring at the top of Spike's head and whimpered as he bit her breast gently while continuing to tease her clit.
"Did I hurt you?" Angel asked softly, his finger gently sliding up and down the crevice of her ass. "I know we've never."
"Oh yeah, it hurt. But in a good way," Willow mumbled. "Spike, Spike, you have to stop," Willow said, pushing the blonde vampire away weakly.
"Sorry, pet. I know you must be a little worn out." Willow nodded, her eyes fluttering closed once more. "Was it okay?"
"Better.," Willow mumbled before falling asleep again.
"Damn," Spike grumbled. "We're going to have to work on building up the chit's stamina."
"Indeed," Angel said, huskily, eyeing his blonde childe. "But until then."
Spike smiled as Angel rolled out of bed. Angel took Spike by the hand and pulled him towards the chair. "We don't want to disturb her," Angel said softly.
"Of course not," Spike replied as the dark vampire pulled him onto his lap, his back to his sire. Spike groaned as his Angel's large hands encircled his long cock as Angel's erection pushed at his tight hole. "Bloody hell," he hissed as Angel slid his thick cock into the blonde.
"Quietly, William," Angel chided as he began to thrust into his childe's tight body. Spike nodded in response, hissing again as Angel thrust into him. Spike dug his fingers into Angel's thighs, cutting into the smooth skin. Angel growled softly as the blonde continued to move on his lap.
Angel set up a steady rhythm, squeezing the blonde's cock while thrusting into him at the same time. Spike groaned at the sensation of his sire's hand on him, the vampire's cock stretching him. He leaned his head back against his sire's shoulder to stare at the dark vampire with yellow eyes, licking his lips anxiously.
Angel smiled and tilted his head back, granting the blonde access. Spike sank his fangs into the smooth skin, erupting at the same time and covering them both with his seed. Angel grunted as he filled the blonde's ass with his sperm, continuing to thrust until he was completely spent. Spike slumped against Angel's chest and let out a contented sigh. "Should we get cleaned up?" Spike asked softly.
Angel shrugged. "Later," he replied. Still holding the blonde, Angel stood and laid them both on the bed. Willow sighed and snuggled against Angel as Spike settled in on his other side.
"She's stronger than we give her credit for, mate. She's fucking amazing," Spike said sleepily.
"I know," Angel said, hugging his childer to his sides. "So are you."