Summery- it's a challenge fic for wildchild
Spoilers- huh, doesn't matter I messed with the plot of the series.
Feed back- yes please!!!!!!!
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Chapter One
Giles sneezed into his embroidered handkerchief and then took a sip if his tea.
"Bloody hell he even sneezes British," Spike teased and brushed past Angel to go and get another cold washcloth for the watchers head. Angel groaned and shook his head, trying desperately then to hold back a laugh, as it was true. Willow looked up with a curious face, 'what?' she mouthed and continued to read the book to Giles. She jumped as Spike returned and placed the cloth on Giles head. His hand wandering to her breast and giving a light squeeze on the shy, Giles thankfully didn't notice, however Willow blushed crimson and Angel growled low in his throat. He wanted her, was even willing to share her with his fucking childe. Something they had not even done with Dru, they had merely taking her in turns. Once Angelus was through with her he had merely handed her off to Spike, and now if he was lucky, once Spike was done with her he could wipe her tears and take her for himself. There was one catch however.
"Angel?" Buffy asked peaking her head around the bend in the hallway. "Hun? You going patrolling with me?"
Angel sighed and moved away from the bewitching red head. Spike grinned and kissed his beautiful witch's neck. He saw the way that his sire had been looking at his girl, he wanted her. Not this time, ' I know what your thinking' he thought in a sing song voice, 'but my dear poof, I'm never letting her go.'
"I love you," he whispered into her ear and sucked lightly on the lobe.
She stopped from her reading and looked up.
"I love you too."
Spike sighed and lay back against the bay window, glancing out as the slut and his sire waltzed into the night. Her arms tied tightly around his chest, trying to incur some lust in his dead body. He chuckled and looked at his sweet young pet, only a child really of a meager 16 years. True when he came here he had tried to kill angel for Dru, nearly succeeded as well. However the poof had lived, and he had been injured, only a bump or two. What really hurt him was the fact that Dru had left just as she healed, leaving him amongst the ruble. Nothing a little sympathetic red head and a bottle of the good stuff didn't cure. The thought of biting her had crossed his mind, but the more she took care of him the more he lo lo lo loved her. Bloody hell he hadn't even shagged her yet and he already loved her, or maybe he loved her cause she wouldn't let him. So he joined to bloody good bloody stupid no fun moralistic group, even worse with that blonde and his sire always all over each other. However he had noticed that recently they had been less all over each other and his sires eyes had been drifting to his red. He had seen it before, his sire didn't see anything in her until he did.
Giles sneezed again and let his head falls back against the headboard.
" I feel awful," he said pitifully and Willows hand went to his head.
" You're burning up," Willow sighed, " Please Spike go and get some medicine from the cabinet.
" Anything for you love," he sighed and ran to get the medicine for the sick Giles.
Chapter Two
Angel groaned as he stroked the beautiful red hair and sucked on the pulsing pale skin. Angel woke up with a start and groaned this time in aggravation at the aftermath of another wet dream. Well it was better then sleeping with someone, no happiness clause here. Though he was thinking that he might be willing to for go it for Willow. His beautiful Willow. Huh Spikes Willow.
"Angel?"
Angel jumped when he heard his Beautiful witches voice.
"Willow? Is that you?"
He heard the witch creep into his bedroom rather then see her.
"Yeah I'm sorry to be calling this late it's just that I need to talk to you and since you're so good with the advice when you do talk, though I like that you only really talk when you have something to say."
".You do?"
"Yeah I mean when you do say something it's straight to the point, like there's a horrible demon coming to kill you, not like some people who get really cryptic about it and then you have to decode it all and that can take hours to days and really cuts into your school time, especially when you are forcefully made to tutor people too."
".Willow you wanted to talk to me about something?"
"Huh? Oh yeah. It's just that I don't know who else to talk about this. Though please don't think I'm being too forward. It's just that Spike wants me to sleep with him and I was wondering."
". If you should? Willow I can't make your decision but only do it if you want to. Knowing Spike, I don't want to hurt you but I've seen him with plenty of girls and sometimes he thinks he's in love with them only to leave them once he's had his ah way with them. Well does that help any?"
Willow sat next to him and this was dangerously close for Angel.
"No Angel I've decided that I want to sleep with him, and I have thought about that horrid situation. I was just wondering what he likes in bed so that I can keep him around and make him happy."
Angels jaw nearly fell out of his face at her statement.
"And why w-why would you think that I would know what he likes?"
"Angel," she laughed "I read the watcher dairies."
"Ah well," Angel gulped.
"I understand if you don't want to help me," she stated morosely and stared at the floor.
"Um no," Angel had a truly demonic thought in his head, " No Willow I'll help you with him, but you must do exactly as I say. Wouldn't want you loosing him or anything."
"Really? Thank you so much Angel!"
Chapter three
"Spikey," Willow whispered to her sleeping vampire mate. Spike awoke in a fright suspecting to see Dru seated there.
"Willow what are you doing here?"
"What are you unhappy to see me?"
"No pet not at all in fact I'm overjoyed to see you."
"Good," Willow jumped into his lap and attached her lips to his.
Spike grinned and was swept away by her sweet mouth moving on his. He had never he had her so active in anything that related to anything physical.
Then she did something with his lips that made him pause.
"Luv where did you learn that?"
"Learn what Spike?"
Spike growled and went back to devouring her mouth. He swore that Angel used to do the same thing to him when they kissed. He could never describe what it was but he loved it. Except he was suspicious when it was administered by his new 16 year old girl. Angel had claimed that it took him decades to learn that hat trick. Spike wondered briefly as the red head looked at him with confused eyes. They were so innocent and young. No he decided his little red head would never do that to him. It was just an accident. She did it by mistake.
"Never mind luv, just do it again."
Willow smiled brightly and placed her soft lips back on his. Those lessons with Angel had certainly paid off.
Angel paced his apartment with a wicked grin plastered on his face. He had thought of telling Willow to do things that would drive Spike mad. But that could result in her injured or killed and who was he kidding Willow was a smart girl she would figure it out. No this was so much better. Indeed he was teaching her what Spike liked but things that only he had done to Spike. Things that a 16 year old virgin wouldn't know if unless they were taught. He laughed and oh how enjoyed teaching Willow. Spike would get suspicious eventually, he would think that Angel and Willow were having an affair. He would be right but not for the reason that Spike would think. Angel hung his head out the window, letting the evening air wash over him. Oh yes the red head would be his.
Chapter Four
Willow looked down at Angel's cock again.
"You sure this won't make your soul go all flighty?"
Angel rolled his eyes. He hated the fact that Willow knew about the curse. Damn her and her relationships with certain computer teachers.
"No red we've been through this before, as long as I'm not happy about it then my soul stays put," Angel explained and guided her hand back to him. Willow bit her lip and felt anxious about feeling a man for the first time, she hadn't even touched Spike. She clasped her hand around him and squeezed lightly. Her eyes widened in surprise, it was like the books said. Hard but velvety at the same time, she couldn't tell if she liked it or not.
"If you need time," Angel gently coaxed.
Willow moved her hand experimentally and ran her fingers over the slit. Angel grasped abruptly. Willow threw him an apologetic look before slowly moving her hand over his shaft. Angel groaned softly and thrust his hips into her hand.
"Alright now how does Spike like it?"
Angels blooming high inflated instantly at the sound of the name. Angel sighed and guided her hand to the base.
"Squeeze here," he tensed. Even if Spike did like it, he was more partial to stroking rather then squeezing. She did as she was told and moved her hands upwards.
"Alright then move your hand upwards," Angel paused and entangled his hand in her flaming red locks. Willow brought her hands up and nearly around the head.
"Ok, now what?"
Angel suppressed a groan the best he could before giving further instructions.
"Ok squeeze rapidly right there, that move is called the pulse of America," Angel ground out and leaned back. He couldn't help but notice the beautiful smile that Willow had donned.
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Spike placed another wash cloth on Giles head. Where the hell had Willow gotten? She was late, again. She was always late recently. Spike sat in the chair next to bed waiting for his 16-year-old virgin to get back home. Well not virgin for very long. Spike let an evil smirk cross his pale face, oh yes he had plans for Willow. Not the same plans that he would have had if Angelus was still with him but that bastard was long since departed. Good riddance to bad rubbish was all he had to say.
"Spike, the last you had that smile you almost killed Buffy," Giles interrupted his thoughts and demanded an answer.
"Nothing old man," Spike snapped.
"You know Spike whatever you're worried about I could help you," Giles prompted.
"Listen watcher I've had more appearance with women then you can even imagine," Spike growled and handed him a glass of orange juice.
"Ah so it's Willow that's bothering you?"
Spike bit his lip and smacked his forehead.
"Yes it's Willow," he sighed and propped his feet up on the bed.
"Gah I miss when I was the second to Angelus."
Giles furrowed his brow and looked to Spike for an explanation.
"I thought you hated Angelus?"
"Oh I do," Spike growled at the thought of his Sire. "But when I was with him I could be the care-free pain in the ass, no responsibilities. Daddy was always there to take of things."
"Ah, but what does this have to do with Willow?"
"Angelus never got around to teaching me about what you do with a sane girlfriend."
Giles couldn't help but give a little giggle.
"Oh shut up you limey," Spike barred his fangs.
"Spike if it makes you feel any better, Willow does love you," Giles smiled and gulped down the juice gratefully.
"All any one would have to do it look at her when she's around you."
"You think so watcher?"
"Believe me Spike she would never do anything to hurt you," Giles grinned. Here he was sitting talking to a vampire about a teenage girl. Giles grimaced, great now he felt like a dirty old man. He couldn't stifle the other giggle thinking about what Angel and Spike must think about their girlfriends.
Spike looked at Giles, why was the old man helping him.
"All I want is Willow happy Spike," Giles answered the unasked question.
"Thank you Watcher."
"But if you hurt her I'm castrating you with holy water."
"Fair enough limey, fair enough."
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