Rating: NC-17
Summery: challenge fic for wildchild
Feedback: oh please I live off of it! And I mean it.
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Spike opened his baby blue eyes with a start and noticed something very different. He was not in the crypt; for one thing his crypt didn't have windows. That and he lived in southern California, why was there at least six feet of snow on the ground. The next thing that came to mind was that he was on a wonderfully downy mattress with an electric blanket draped over his naked frame. He paused, wait a minute naked? He slept with his jeans on, at least in the crypt.
"Spike? You awake?" he knew that voice. That was the voice of the one person he hated and loved the most.
"Peaches?" he inquired hesitantly.
"Oh would you two mind keeping it down, I have a frightful headache!" Spike knew that voice too, it belonged to an annoying British watcher.
"oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck fuck fuck fuck," he grasped his head and disheveled hair trying to remember what he did last night. Though he didn't think that he would do anything like this unless he was very drunk, and they were in the same condition. However he felt none of the aftermath's of a hangover.
"OU!" he hushed back into a whisper as the watcher groaned.
"Wanker? Angel! Hey blue balls!" finally angel turned around and sighed alerting spike that against his will he was listening to him.
"Did we do anything." He left the question hanging.
Angel pondered for a moment and tried to shake the English watcher that was attempting to use him as a teddy bear.
"No it doesn't feel like we did," he said quietly a unnatural dead blush came to his face. He missed sleeping like this with spike, however he could do without the bloody watcher, he kicked.
"Well sleeping with you Nancy boy hardly gave me the me anything to feel in morning," Spike grinned wickedly.
"Huh you should talk all you have to work with is a blade of grass," angel sneered and laid his head back on the pillow. Spike frowned and growled turning over to attack the resting angel.
"I'm gonna tear your lungs out, won't kill ya but it'll sure as hell sting!"
"Bad Boys! Don't even think about doing that. Oh I've done a bad bad thing!"
Angel and spike nearly snapped their necks trying to see you said that, for to their ears it sounded like dru. Had Dru kidnapped them? But once they rested their eyes on the owner of the voice they nearly popped out of their heads. There stood a beautiful head of red hair with frightened green eyes looking worriedly at them and wringing two beautifully pale hands.
"Willow?" angel and spike said in amazed unison.
"I'm sorry," she said softly and clutched the bed frame.
"Willow it's alright, honey what could you have done that was so bad," angel asked and extended an arm towards her. Spike made fake gagging noises. Willow looked surprised and gestured to all of them on the bed.
"Ah," Spike nodded slowly. " I must admit this was pretty bad red. Whatcha doin? Ransoming us? Or ransoming our clothes from us?"
Willow gave a nervous giggle and sat on the bed across from them, she shook her head and was tempted to fall into the arms angel had graciously offered only a few moments ago.
"I've finally decided to take what I want for once, actually what I'm doing is a mixture of asked and taking if you think about it, then again when I was doing this I wasn't really thinking, in fact I was more longing and so I started talking to Buffy."
"Well that was your first mistake luv," spike muttered only to be hushed by angel.
"Yeah well she told me that for once I should have enough courage to take what I want so then I talked to Cordealia."
"That was your second mistake," this time angel being hushed by Spike.
"Anyway the reason I have you all here," Willow began again only to have spike stop her and lean over to flick the watchers ear.
"Oh Brit Twit! You might want to wake up and hear this!"
Giles arose groggily. "Spike good gracious how on earth did you manage to get out of the bathtub?"
"Old man I no longer live in your bath tub, I'm in a crypt wake the fuck up!"
Giles finally came out of it and blinked his eyes. "Good lord where am I?"
"We've been taken by willow she's about to tell us why would you please save your questions for later," Angel spoke softly and gave a reassuring smile to Willow.
"In short shut up!" Spike couldn't help it he laughed and then kissed willows cheek after she got a hurt look on her face.
"You were saying?" angel encouraged.
" Yes please Willow go on." Giles smiled and finally found his glasses.
"Anyway I just wanted to tell you all that you are here because.because.because."
"oh for goodness sake spit it out witch!" angel slapped spikes head after that comment.
"I'm in love with all of you," willow whispered.
All started in shock at her.
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Spike sputtered and looked in closer to make sure that it was really Willow.
"Are you alright luv?"
"Yes," Willow said irritably.
"Willow, I just don't know what to say," Angel furrowed his brow and looked worriedly at her.
"You told Cornelia that you loved me before you told me?"
"OH is that all you can say Angel? I thought living so long would have taught you some tact," Giles cursed and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Willow," Spike reached out for her and was surprised when she flung herself into his arms.
"I'm sorry," she kept repeating and broke out into body wracking sobs. "I should never have listened to them. I never should have wasted your guys time seeing as how you lot is always busy doing something. I mean Angels saving the world and Giles is preparing for the doom and gloom that will befall the world so that he can stop it and Spike is out looking for Dru his one true love. And I always meant to tell you how I thought that was sweet if a bit pathetic and how you're too good for Dru. But I mean if that's the way you feel then that's the way you feel. Who was I kidding thinking that any of you would want plain, mousy, boring old Will."
Spike had watched in amazement as that mouth had just kept moving, without her even taking a breath. Being the cunning rouge that he was he had to do something before she talked herself to death. Spike silenced her in the best way he knew how, he placed his lips over hers. Willows eyes opened in registered shock before she leaned into the kiss and melted like butter. Angel had listened with interest at listening to Willow babble and looked with greater interest as
Spike took that route of shutting her up. Giles then took the time to carefully clean his glasses on the sheet.
Willow still hovered over Spikes mouth when they broke apart and with hooded eyes she murmured.
"Wow."
"Just a few centuries of practice love," he grinned at his effect on her. It was the perfect moment looking at her mussed up red hair and parted heavy lips, clouded green eyes and as he could tell eager twitching hands. He could have looked at her like this for another century. Giles then took that moment to cleat his throat. Willow snapped to attention and inwardly cringed at the thought of the lecture that was coming up.
"Willow," he said in a fatherly tone, " I do believe that you have us at a disadvantage."
"Yes Giles you can go on about whatever you're going to go on about I know that I deserve every word of it," Willows head drooped much to Spike's despair.
"Willow you still have your clothes on, that's how you have us at a disadvantage," he gave her a truly Ripper smirk before pouncing on her shirt. Willow gave a happy squeal as Giles unknown talented tongue worked the buttons off her shirt. Spike looked on at an advanced state of shock at the humming body of the witch and the squirming one of the watcher. He looked over to Angel only to find him in the same state, and reeking of arousal. Spike bit his lip and went for it. He clasped his mouth over his sire. Angel took on the same look that Willow had had before falling into his childe's arms. All the years of separation closed in on them and the real need for each other folded over each other's heart.
"Ah hem boys," Willow said from her missionary position, Giles fiddling helplessly with her bra.
"Yes Luv?" Spike asked with glazed over eyes.
"I like the fact that you two are going to get along now," She gave a enchanting smile to Angel.
"But I think that you are forgetting who kidnapped you."
Spike was watching Giles with a bemused smirk.
"Need some help there mate?"
"No Spike I do believe that I have had enough practice to get this stupid quite unnecessary device," Giles grumbled and tugged harder, "OFF!"
Willow laughed and offered her arms to Angel who sat there still quite mystified. Spike grinned widened as he pried the watcher off and unclasped Willows bra, allowing pert if small breasts forward. Spike looked on with hungry eyes and leaned down to devour her up. Angel rolled his eyes.
"Well Spike you were always a greedy one," He purred and attacked Willows neck.
Giles looked on with discontent for a moment before working off Willows jeans. Willow epped as the air hit her and was replaced with a tongue. She groaned into Angels mouth and arched her back to Spikes immediate pleasure. Willow couldn't but feel complete with the three men she loved loving her body. She loved Angel because he was the dark knight trapped under a spell, Spike because he was the ultimate bad boy and Giles.well she was pretty sure that it was a Freudian thing. Willow screamed as Giles lapped at her engorged clit. Willow screamed and clawed at Spikes back. Spike couldn't help it he became even more aroused at the smell of blood, he glanced at his sire and saw the same force of restraint in his half-hooded eyes.
"Willow," Angel panted, "Do you mind if we go um."
"Grr?" Spike cut in and swirled his tongue in her navel.
Willow nodded impatiently and clutched at Giles brown hair. She shivered as she felt several fingers in her, she was at the point where she no longer cared whose they were. Giles suckled at her as she climaxed and once he removed himself from her licked her juices off his fingers.
"Oui watcher get out of the way," Spike chirped and slid down her body, positioning his ready cock into her weeping entrance. Spike winked at Giles, very grateful that the British twit had warmed her up for him.
"Ready luv?" Spike asked and was answered only with a slight tilt of the head from the witch.
"Yes Spike I'm ready, just do it already!"
Spike grinned and entered her warm and ready body. Willow pushed herself into a u position and let her mouth hang open wide. Wide enough for Giles to take advantage of. Willow gave a muffled protest of shock and looked to Angel with pleading eyes.
"Um guys," Angel stated, trying at her with hungry eyes. "We might want to get her into a better position. You know so that she can be comfortable and so that I won't be left out!"
"Ah poor Angel always left out in the cold," Spike laughed and looked to a barely rational Giles.
"Hey G-man," Spike grinned at the furious look in Giles eyes.
"Let's do what Sire says."
"Ah yes of course, for Willow," Giles exaggerated For Willow, showing that he still cared very little for Angel. Giles released a slightly miffed Willow. Giles blushed when they caught eyes, making Willow laugh and then pinned Spike to the soft sheets, reclaiming her rightful place above him. Giles looked confused before taking a place within her reach. Willow leaned over and gobbled him up once more. Spike eyes widened as he grasped her small breast and suckled at her like a dying man. Angel watched this scene with interest, waiting for the right time to act. Willow moaned as the sensations washed over her, the feel of Giles in her mouth and feel of Spike buried deep inside of her. Willow noticed that someone was missing. She released Giles and looked to Angel.
"What's wrong?" She asked, " Don't you want me?"
"Of course I want you," the look in her eyes killed Angel, the look of desertion and uncertainty. Willow gave a half-goofy smile.
"Then come and take me," She batted her eyes and leaned to take Giles in her mouth again. Angel could not resist any longer. His soul be damned.
"What ever you want Willow," Angel murmured and searched around the nightstand until he found a bottle of lube. Damn the girl had thought of everything. Angel worked the slippery substance over her tight ring of muscle, hearing her soft grunts, he couldn't quite tell if she was reacting to Spike or feeling the slight pain that he was giving her. Giles groaned appreciatively as the vibrations ripped through him. Angel ignored how cold the gel was and pushed into her. Willow screamed at the feel of him invading her and felt Angels hands caressing her trying to calm her. Spike hushed the girl above him and stroked her neck with his large hand. Willow calmed down as her body started to relax and enjoy the sensations that the three airtight men where causing in her. She sucked harder on the now trembling Giles, concentrating her work on him and letting the other two work on her. Giles bucked his hips into her receptive mouth, feeling his fluid building. Spike was the first to cum, giving out sharp direct jabs, making Willow scream around Giles now exploding cock. The final vibrations causing Giles to submit to his deepest desires. Spike panted and nuzzled against Willows skin. Angel was the last to finish, slipping his hand around Willow and searching immediately for her clit. Willow gave a stout scream when he found it, feeling herself falling into bliss as he prompted her to yet another climax. Angel finished and lay against her back, stroking her curly, damp locks.
Thousands of emotions ran between the four. Actually it started with Willow. The other three men had to take time to let the blood rush back to their brains. Willow leaned back and thought about the repercussions of what had just happened. Spike was very happy, he now had Willow and Angel. Angel and Giles were now just confused. Angel didn't know what was the next step to take and Giles let it sink in that he had just had sex with a student. Willow noticed their pained faces and gathered herself up in their arms. It didn't matter now, they would worry about that later. Tonight they had each other. Spike laid his head down on her hip and nuzzled into her creamy skin.
"So Willow," Angel asked, "Where did you get the money to get us here?" Before she could answer Spike joined in and reached up between the three bodies to clasp at Willows breast. Giles and Angel looked at him with questioning eyes, Willow being too tired to ask.
"Sorry Wills guess I just wasn't breast fed enough as a babe," Willow glanced down and shrugged, patting his hand saying he could stay. Giles pulled the covers the four of them.
"Willow where are we?" Giles inquired.
"We're in the Swiss Alps," Willow murmured.
The three men looked at each other in shock again, glancing down at the slumbering redhead. Angel nudged her.
"Willow how did you pay for this?"
"Oh I," A huge yawn escaped her, " I paid for it with Angels credit card, Cordelia gave it to me. I paid for the Villa with some cash from Spike and Giles is going to pay for dinner."
The three men glanced at each other, mouths agape.
"Willow," Spike pushed into her flesh, but the young girl was asleep.
"Spike, Giles, I say that we teach Willow here the pleasure of S&M, after all she has been a bad girl."
"Sire I thought you would never suggest," Spike grinned wide and Giles felt a slow grin across his face. Yes that would be fun.
The END