~Part: 1~ Reply

Rupert Giles looked at the group assembled at the table. He held a letter in his hands. They were waiting expectantly.

"I just received this email from Willow. She and Angel will be coming to help. They should be here in a few days. I'm not sure where they are coming from..."

"Who cares?" Xander muttered. "Why did you write her? We don't need them."

"Yes, we do." Giles said, tightly. He understood that the gang had felt betrayed when Willow had run off with Angel, but they needed to forget about the past.

"We may have to ask them for help, but we don't have to be nice." Buffy said, scowling. She had never forgiven her former best friend for lieing to her. She had honestly never wanted to see either of them again.

"Buff is right. We don't have to be friendly to the bitch." Cordelia said, smirking. She had come back to Sunnydale when Angel had run off with the hacker. She had been left with no job and no money. She still hadn't forgotten his treatment of her.

"Guys...she's not a bitch. She was needy. He was in the right place at the right time."

"Oz...get a clue. She was always after Angel. When I found out, I thought back. She had always had a crush on him. I had chosen to ignore it. I know the only reason he's with her is because he can't have me. When they get here, I'll get rid of the bitch. Teach her to take my man."

"Very mature Buffy. She couldn't have taken him if he wasn't willing. And what about Chip?"

"I'd dump him in a heartbeat for another chance with Angel. If he's been fucking my former best friend, it must mean his soul is permanent. There is nothing keeping us apart anymore. Besides, you can swoop in and console the whore."

Giles listened to their bickering. He had been very hesitant in calling Willow and Angel back. If the situation hadn't been life threatening, he would have just left them in peace. He didn't want to be the one to point out to the others that Angel had chosen Willow. HE had been the one to come back to Sunnydale to help her after Oz left. Buffy was being completely oblivious and , well, stupid if she thought Angel would welcome her with open arms. He decided to try to contact Willow and let her know of the plans. He didn't want the girl hurt by her friend's insensitivity. Maybe with a bit of warning, she and Angel could head off the attempt before it began. He hoped so. They had too much to do to spend time playing these childish games. He would send her an email after the others left, he decided.
 

~Part: 2~ Caution

Willow felt a mouth on her breasts. A cold tongue reached out and circled her nipple. Soon, teeth bit at her, nibbling. She groaned at the sensation. A hand reached down and found her wet core. A finger slid inside of her, and paused. She waited. She felt the mouth slowly kissing its way down her stomach. She started to move, wanting the finger deeper. She felt a hand push her back into the mattress. She was dieing to open her eyes. She had been told that if she even peaked, she would be punished. She kept them closed.

Suddenly, the bed dipped near her head. She felt something cool and familiar rub across her lips. Her tongue darted out, tasting him. She opened her mouth wider, and began to suck on his long cock. Her tongue lapping at him with each stroke. She felt the mouth touch her core. She thrust up and met a wet tongue. She felt him lapping at her juice, moving his fingers in time with the thrusts in her mouth. She came clenching the sheet beside her tightly. The cock from her mouth was removed and soon she felt it at her entrance.

"You may open your eyes now." Angelus said smoothly entering her as she opened them. She tightened around his thrusts, wanting to hold him inside.

She saw Spike standing beside the bed. His mouth still wet from her juices. He leaned over and kissed her, letting her taste herself on his mouth. Angelus watched his mate and his childe. They were both beautiful. He moved himself out of Willow and motioned for Spike to take his place.

Spike smiled. He knew what was coming. It was strange. Before, he'd always fight. Now, he didn't mind. It usually meant that he was buried deep inside his Willow. Not to say that he didn't like to make it more challenging for Angelus once in awhile. The old man needed a challenge every so often.

Spike began to leisurely enter her. She hated when he played with her. Almost more than Angelus. She had known Angelus liked to play games. But, she had never guesses that Spike had inherited that trait from his 'daddy'.

"Spike..." she begged.

Spike just grinned. "Now Mother....what kind of gentleman would I be if I just fucked you hard?"

"Pleeeassee" she hissed. She needed to cum.

He waited until he felt Angelus at his entrance. After he was well lubed, Angelus slowly pushed his cock into his childe's right opening. Spike started to thrust deeper, harder...Willow was in heaven. She met him thrust for thrust. Her eyes capturing her mate's. She loved the look on his face when he was about to cum. His eyes narrowed and he growled softly. For some reason, it made her even more excited. Soon, she came again, screaming both of their names. Spike shot himself into her when he felt his sire's hot release in his ass. They stayed in position for a few minutes, each trying to catch their breath, so to speak.

Angelus pulled out of Spike and moved beside Willow. His mouth claiming hers. Spike stood and headed to the window. It was getting warm. He opened it, enjoying the breeze on his naked, wet body. On the way back to the bed, he noticed Willow's mailbox flashing.

"Hey, Luv. You got mail."

"Really?" She asked tiredly. "Who from?"

Spike went over and clicked several times. "The watcher." he read and started to laugh. "You'll love this Daddy. Seems the slayer has decided that Angel would rather have her than Wills. She plans to seduce you when you get back to Sunnyhell. Oh, and she has Wolfie ready to make amends with Red. "

"The watcher is warning us about this? Must be a very bad situation back there...well, Willow, what does this do to your plan? I can say now that I will not tolerate that mangy mutt lusting after you. I'll kill him. And I have no desire to endure that bitch's attempt at seduction."

Willow listened as Spike read the entire letter at her request. She had thought it would be easier if they went home, kept Angelus's reappearance a secret, tell them that Spike was helping because they threatened him, and kill what ever it was then leave quietly. No one knowing anything was going on between the three of them. Hearing Giles comments, she felt anger growing through her. Buffy seemed to think that Angel was only with her out of convenience. That self involved bitch. Willow looked at her boys and smiled.

"I'm thinking that we throw away my previous plan. Forget it was mentioned. Go back to Sunnydale and let them know exactly how much fun we're having."

Angelus and Spike exchanged a smile. They saw the wheels turning in Willow's mind as she thought up a new plan. They couldn't wait to see the fireworks. This was the Red they knew and loved, and boy was she pissed. The slayer had better watch out. Let the games begin...
 

~Part: 3~ Night Games

Willow was angry. She had been sitting in this damn basement for an hour. No one would speak to her, except Giles. The others sat huddled together at the table. She could see them glaring at her and then whispering. She knew that she had made the right decision. They were trying to make her feel guilty for something she couldn't prevent. She couldn't fight her love for Angelus. She still felt guilty, deep in her heart. She knew she shouldn't, but her mind wouldn't obey. Well, it was time to let them know what that guilt felt like. She suddenly realized she had been around Angelus too long. No, it had always been there. She had seen some of it when her double had come to town. She just had never been pissed enough to actually act on it. She was now. She heard the phone ringing. It was time.

Giles answered the phone and spoke several moments. He hung up and grabbed his coat. "I need to go get some materials. I'll be back soon." He looked at Willow. "You ok?" She nodded and smiled sweetly. "OK. Buffy. Be good." He warned before leaving.

Willow waited. She knew it wouldn't be long before they started.

"So, where's Angel? Did he all ready leave you?" Buffy asked, smirking.

"I'm not going to talk to you about this." Willow said.

"He probably dumped her before they left California. I mean, who would want her?" Cordelia said.

Willow couldn't believe these were her friends. They were terrible. She knew that they had been using her all those years. They hadn't actually given a damn. She looked at her watch. It was time to play.

The door busted in. Spike came down the stairs. "Well, lookie lookie. If it isn't the slayer and her little gang of morons. I'd put the stake down if I were you pet. Wouldn't want one of my boys to get frisky and kill the watcher, now would you?"

Buffy lowered the stake. "Spike. Didn't realize you were back. Want to get your ass kicked again? Come on, lets get it over with. Then, you can run away again."

(Damn Bitch....This is going to be fun.) He looked the group over. "Not wanting to fight luv. Imagine my surprise when I saw Peaches headed this way. Don't worry. His head should be fine." He stopped in front of Willow. "If it isn't the little witch." He sniffed the air and smiled. "Someone's been naughty. I smell him on you." He turned to the slayer. "I'll make you a deal. The witch for the watcher."

Buffy thought a moment, "Deal."

Willow rolled her eyes. (Bloody bitch) She started to play her part. She turned to them, her eyes wide. "Buffy! You're my friend. You can't do this. He'll kill me. Xander? Please."

Xander started to get up, but felt Buffy's arm on his hand. She shook her head. Sighing, he sat back down, avoiding Willow's look.

Spike smiled. She had been right. They'd done everything she'd figured. He moved to her and claimed her mouth roughly.

"Wait! Take her and leave. Give us Giles."

"Sorry, slayer. Not the deal. I get her. Hear. Now. I've been waiting for this morsel for too long. If you move, I'll tear the watcher apart." He moved back to Willow. He knew how to play this. He ripped her blouse open, exposing bare breasts. He leaned down and took a nipple in his mouth, biting her softly. When he pulled away, her blood was on his chin. He claimed her mouth again.

Buffy couldn't believe it. She had allowed this demon to rape her friend. She felt waves of guilt spread over her. She was terrible. She tried to look away, but found her eyes focused on the two. The others were experiencing the same guilt and feelings of horrified fascination.

Spike reached down and tore her skirt off. His finger thrusting into her. She was soaked. He saw the need and desire in her eyes. She liked these games. She was definitely the perfect mate for Angelus and for him. He moved away keeping his hand on her arm in a bruising grip. He freed his hard erection. He heard gasps as Buffy and Cordelia saw his long, throbbing cock. He smiled. (Damn chits would use this image to fuck themselves for the next month) He buried himself deep into Willow. Her protests and cries for help died as she began to moan. He felt her legs go around his waist. He lifted her from the table and shoved her against the wall. He wanted her 'friends' to see her face when she came.

Willow never thought she would be this excited. It turned her on that her so called friends were watching Spike fuck her. They had actually allowed him to rape her. She wished that they would all suffer some terrible misfortune. She felt Spike nipping at her neck. She felt their eyes on her as she was taking his thrusts. It was too much. She came shuddering against the wall.

Spike felt her clench him tightly. He emptied himself into her, biting her neck roughly as he came. He let her slide down him, holding her arm for support.

Buffy was aroused. She couldn't believe it. Watching her friend get fucked by that long cock had turned her on. She felt guilt wash over her. She then saw the feet on the stairs. Giles entered with Angel behind him.

Giles couldn't believe it. Angelus has explained everything to him. It was hard to accept, but the demon seemed to truly care for Willow. If Willow was happy, it was not his place to condemn her. He saw what had happened. He felt disgust for Buffy. He had assured Angelus that no matter how angry the slayer was, she would never allow Spike to violate her friend. He saw that he was wrong.

Angelus smiled softly. He saw Spike's tight ass underneath his shirt bottom. The smell of sex was heavy in the air. He looked at the group at the table. Willow had been right. They had allowed Spike to rape her. They had no idea that Willow was a more than willing participant. He felt anger at them for their actions. His demon came out. He wanted to play. They had discussed different ideas on what to do after the 'rape'. He made up his mind.

He looked at Giles. The man nodded. "I forgot something" he said as he turned and went back upstairs.

Angelus walked into the room. Spike turned and looked at him. Saw the look in his eyes. Had to hide a smile. Well, it looked like the slayer was going to get one hell of a show.

"Spike...I think you've been playing with something that doesn't belong to you. What has Daddy told you about playing with his toys? You must be punished."

Angelus turned to Buffy and the others. He regarded them coldly. He could smell their arousal. Surprise, surprise.

"You let him have her?"

"Angelus...." Buffy hissed, reaching for a stake. He moved quickly, and hit her back into her chair. She started to bleed.

"Don't think so lover.You allowed my Willow to be hurt. I should kill you all for that." He paused, waiting. "But, I promised her that I would never harm her 'friends'" he spat out the last word. "You move, you die. If you attack me, the promise is null and void." He looked at them again and smiled sinisterly. "Come on....try me." he begged, aching to taste their blood. He smelled their fear and felt his cock harden. He turned back to Spike.

He moved toward him. His hand reached out and knocked him across the chair. He went to Willow and checked her. She smiled at him and winked. (That was his girl.) He then noticed the bite mark on her throat. His eyes hardened. He looked at Spike and snarled.

"I told you no biting." he hissed. "I let it go once....not this time." He moved to Spike.

Spike realized that he had fucked up. The game was over. This was real. He was about to be 'disciplined' in front of the slayer and her little fools. Not only that, but Willow was watching, her eyes wide with the knowledge that Angelus was no longer playing. (Not in front of her) he begged quietly.

Angelus forced Spike to his knees. He freed his thick cock and roughly shoved it into his childe's mouth. He proceeded to fuck Spike's mouth hard and fast. Soon, he flooded him with his cum. It wasn't over. The arrogant whelp needed to learn who was boss.

"Make me hard." he demanded, knowing the fact that the slayer was watching added further to Spike's humiliation.

Willow felt herself growing more wet watching Angelus punish Spike. She leaned forward on her knees, resting her chin in her hands. This was different from the games they had played. This time, Angelus was out for blood.

Spike looked into his sire's eyes, and refused to move. He wouldn't give in. He'd have to force him. He felt his cock harden at the thought.

Angelus smiled. "Fine. We can play rough." He jerked Spike up and held him by his neck. He stripped his pants off and ripped the shirt, leaving the blond naked and vulnerable. He pushed him against the wall, spreading his legs slightly apart. "You will make me hard...one way or another." He looked at Xander. "Let me have your belt."

Xander gulped. He hurriedly pulled the belt off, in fear that he Angelus may decide he needed punished. Spike did not look like he was having fun.

Angelus gripped the belt. "If you move, I'll let every vampire in Sunnydale have a crack at that tight ass." he promised.

He began to swing. He watched the blood come to the skin. His cock hardened, just as he'd known it would. He smelled Willow. He looked at her and saw her eyes glazed with arousal. She was running her hand over her wet center. He winked at her. He let the belt fall. He moved behind Spike, forcing him to his knees. "Willow...love....move in front of him."

Willow obeyed.

Spike smelled her and his eyes filled with lust. He no longer cared who was watching. He had to taste her. He felt Angelus move his head closer to Willow. "Make her cum." he demanded as he entered Spike's ass in one thrust.

He began a steady rhythm, deep and forceful. He reached around and roughly ran his hands over Spike's cock. He wanted him to cum. That would be worse than any torture. Spike coming in front of the slayer because of him. Spike would hate him for awhile, he knew. He noticed the bite on Willow's neck. The bastard deserved far worse.

Willow felt herself coming as Spike's tongue lapped at her. He could do such marvelous things with that tongue. She began to moan, begging for more.

Angelus thrust himself once deeply, as came with a groan. He felt Spike's cum cover his hand. He moved close to Willow, who was trembling from her own orgasm. He brought his hand to her mouth and watched as she licked Spike's juices from his fingers. He heard a groan and looked up. It appeared that Xander had gotten excited. He winked at the boy before covering Willow with his jacket. He looked at Spike. "NEVER bite her again unless you have permission. Is that understood?"

Spike looked like he wanted to fight, but his eyes strayed to Willow and softened. "Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes Sire."Spike said through clenched teeth.

"Good. Now, take her to get cleaned up." He put himself back into his pants and faced Buffy. "You will excuse us, I'm sure. Willow will be in contact with Giles about this demon. If any of you so much as say one negative word to her, I'll rip your throat out." He smiled evilly. He felt a hand on his arm. He turned and saw Willow. He smiled at her, happiness claiming his eyes. "You ok?"

She nodded as she reached up and kissed him. "The most fun." she said sweetly. "Ready?"

"Always for you lover." He took her arm and started up the stairs.

She turned and looked at Spike. He wouldn't look at her. She realized that he was ashamed that he had bitten her. She smiled and said softly, "Coming, son?"

He heard her words. He looked up and saw Angelus and Willow waiting for him. He pulled his pants on and smiled brilliantly. "Yes Mother."

* * * * *

Giles waited until he saw Angelus and the others leave before going back to the basement. He honestly didn't know how to react. He believed what Angelus had told him. He knew that Willow had willingly stayed with the demon for the last few months, so she must be happy. That was all he really cared about. He had always been fond of the girl. She deserved happiness. He wished now that he had not gotten them involved in this fight....asking them to return to Sunnydale. It had already begun to have repercussions he never would have imagined. He got to the bottom of the stairs and looked at Buffy.

She had let her friend be raped out of anger and jealousy. What really made him angry was the fact that she had not even wanted Angel when Willow had won him. She had given him up rather than deal with the complications. Now, she had Chip. A bumbling buffoon of a man. Giles then looked at the others. They were as bad as his slayer. He didn't know when it had happened, but they had begun to disgust him. So caught him in their own wants and desires that they would sacrifice anything...or anyone to get their way....make things work out in their own self interest. He really needed a change of scenery. The council had rehired him, but he no longer felt the passion for the job. Buffy was no longer the daughter he never had. She had evolved into something he'd rather not be around. Maybe it was time to go home....back to London.

Buffy looked up at Giles when he came down the stairs. She got out of her chair and went to him. "Are you ok? Did he hurt you? Was that really Angelus? I was so worried that you might get hurt."

Giles just looked at her, shaking his head. "I was hurt....by you. By all of you."

"What? I save your life." Buffy exclaimed.

"You allowed that demon to rape Willow. Do you think I'd have wanted to live with myself after knowing that she was the sacrifice for my life? Buffy, you know me better than that. You didn't give Spike Willow for me. You did it for yourself. You assumed if he had her, Angel would run back to you."

Buffy shook her head. "No. You're wrong. I didn't want to give Willow to Spike."

Xander stood. "Shut up. You know he's right. She looked at us. BEGGED us and you didn't even flinch. Even now, all you care about it whether he is still Angel. You have no idea what Willow is going through right now." Xander paused. He felt Cordelia's hand on his sleeve. He shook it off. "Don't touch me. I may have had to sit by and watch her violation, but I am not going to this time. I'm going to find her and save her. She's still my best friend."

Giles was amazed at Xander's outburst. He noticed a wet stain on the front of the boy's trousers and hid a smile. It appeared that he had enjoyed Angelus's game. He waited before letting them know the truth. He wanted to see Buffy's reaction. Maybe she wouldn't let him down this time.

"Xander. Sit down. What can you do against Spike and Angelus? I mean, she's been with him this whole time, she knew that he could turn evil. I'd say she took her chances and got what was coming to her."

A loud slap was heard. Giles brought his hand back to his side. Buffy looked at her watcher, holding her cheek where he had hit her.

"You disappoint me Buffy." He said softly. He knew that after this nothing would be the same. He looked at Xander. "Don't worry about Willow. Angelus loves her." He saw the boy begin to protest. "Xander, who do you think phoned me? Angel lost his soul the first time he and Willow were together. She is in love with Angelus. She has been living with him AND Spike in Venice since they left Sunnydale. The only reason she is back is to help you. Her friends...."

"What? Spike is living with them?"

Giles smiled. "Yes. Angelus said that he is quite smitten with Willow."

"She wasn't raped.....it was all a game." Cordelia whispered.

"Correct. It was Willow's game. She was tired of feeling guilty for betraying everyone. This was her plan to see if you actually cared. She was sure that the 'rape' would happen. Now, the last part was purely Angelus. He was rather upset that no one tried to stop Spike. I'm not sure the details, but rest assured, he will be watching you."

"That bitch..." Buffy hissed, angry at having felt guilt.

"Grow up." Giles said, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "We will defeat this demon. After that, Willow and her vampires will leave. I expect that none of you will try contact them. Xander," he said, smiling slightly, "I will be sure to inform Willow of your attempt to save her. She may want to see you before she leaves. Buffy, if you try anything...anything at all, I just may allow them to kill you." (And I may have to help.....) he thought crossly.

Buffy looked up startled at his tone. His eyes were cold. She sighed. She had really fucked up.

* * * * *

"Well, lover, the watcher surprised me."

Willow smiled. "He's great isn't he?"

"I don't know if I'd go far....I will say that I'm surprised he didn't try to kill me."

"Because of Jenny....I know. I guess he dealt with it back when Angel came back."

Spike stood in the corner, nude. He was not allowed to look up, speak or move until his sire gave him permission. He was being reminded who Willow belonged to.

"I will say that I'm glad I'm not the slayer. The anger in his eyes...I must say I was reminded of Ripper there for a moment. You were right to include him in our plan. If we hadn't, he may staked Spike."

"I'm glad your not the slayer too. If you were, I couldn't do this." Willow said smiling as she moved her warm hand over his cock. His eyes narrowed in pleasure. "Spike didn't mean to bite me...don't you think he's been punished enough?" she asked.

Angelus felt his eyes stray to his childe. "No. I had warned him. He didn't listen, as usual. He forgot who he belongs to." He smiled wickedly. "I just had an idea. Luv, you stay here. I have to go do some shopping." he stood and pulled his pants on. Grabbing a shirt, he saw Willow looking at Spike, rubbing her wet folds. "Red....he's not to cum. Why don't you take a shower." She looked at him and smiled. He bent down and kissed her roughly. "If he cums, you receive his punishment." he warned, reaching down and thrusting a finger deep inside her. He withdrew it and licked her juices off of it. He winked at her, "So, be good."

He stopped in front of Spike. "Mind your mother."

Willow sighed as she watched Angelus leave. She was still so horny. The events of the evening had turned her on. She smiled. Angelus had just said that Spike couldn't cum. He had said nothing about her.....

"Spike, get that cute ass over here."

* * * * *

Angelus came back into the suite and smiled. Willow was sleeping, using Spike as a pillow. His wandered over the body of his childe. His cock was still hard. Good, Willow had listened. He moved to the bed, shedding his clothes as he went.

He caught Spike's blue gaze and smiled. "She didn't let you cum?"

"No." Spike grumbled. "She didn't want to make you mad. So, what interesting treats did you buy?"

"That eager for your punishment?"

"Nothing could be worse than this."

Angelus moved between Willow's legs. He entered her deeply. Her eyes flew open in surprise. A slow smile formed over her face.

"He was a good boy. Made me cum three times....Oh yes....deeper...."

Angelus roughly grabbed her breast, twisting the nipple between his thumb and finger. She moaned at the pain and the pleasure. She arched up, trying to take him deeper.

Spike was going to scream. The damn bastard had made him wait three hours. THREE hours. His cock was throbbing. One touch from Willow and he knew he'd shoot himself off like some adolescent. He hated this. He hated the way he had been forced by his sire, in front of the slayer of all people. His eyes went to Angelus. He was surprised to brown eyes looking at him. He was lieing to himself. He loved it. He loved making Angelus claim him. He enjoyed being punished. But this time, it was too long. Much too long.

Angelus knew Spike had had enough. If he continued it would no longer be fun, it would be cruel. He leaned down and engulfed Spike's cock. Spike's eyes flew open as his sire took him in his mouth. He felt his tongue working his length. When he felt Angelus's teeth scraping the side of him, he lost it. He came with a groan.

Willow dug her fingers deep into Angelus as she came. She felt him flood her with his own release. After she caught her breath, she smiled at both him and Spike. "So, what did you buy?"

Spike groaned. He had assumed his punishment was over.

Angelus smiled slyly. "The punishment was having to stay here with you and not being able to cum. Much worse than anything I could come up with."

"You bastard."

"Learn your lesson my boy?"

"No teeth in Mum unless asked," Spike said, grinning.

"Good boy. Here, I got you this." Angelus handed over a sack.

Spike looked at him and then at Willow. Her eyes were burning with curiosity. "What is it?"

Spike pulled out a black T-shirt. He read and laughed. He turned it and showed Willow. She laughed too. He looked at Angelus. "You had that made, you bloody bastard. I'm not wearing it."

Angelus smiled, "You will."

Spike shook his head. "Nope. Wasted your money Pops."

"Spike, I like it. You have to wear it." Willow said, running her hand over his chest. "It will warn all those little sluts away from you." She licked his neck. "For me?"

He groaned. "For you luv." He kissed her, his tongue battling hers.

Angelus shook his head. His boy was whipped. He looked at the shirt in question and chuckled. He'd only had it made as a gag. Oh well, Willow was right. It would warn people off. He moved behind Willow and nuzzled her neck.

The shirt lay on the floor...the words written in blood red..... Property of Angelus and Willow..........

* * * * *

"You ok, baby?"

Willow looked up into Angelus's eyes. "Fine. Just thinking."

"I know you told me that they would hand you over. But, did you think they wouldn't?"

"No. My mind knew they would. My heart hoped that they could forgive. They couldn't. Oh well, Giles is the only one I care about. The others can go jump off a pier for all I care."

"So, I can kill them?"

"NO" Willow said, looking at him in horror. "You promised, no killing."

"You can't blame a man for asking, lover. They hurt you.....it is instinct that I should want to hurt them. I am having a hell of a time controlling my demon right now. For you, I try. If they do anything else, I honestly won't be able to promise."

Willow sighed and ran her hand over his chest. Her fingers lightly touching his nipples. "Maybe they'll just ignore us until this demon is killed. Then, we can back to Venice."

"I doubt it. That bitch won't be able to stand that you got one over on her. And I was thinking of Paris."

"Really? I'd love to see Paris."

Angelus smiled at the delight in her eyes. He felt her warm tongue licking his skin and felt himself harden instantly. It was strange, but one touch from her could do that. He saw Spike waking up. He watched as his childe smiled and moved down Willow's body, caressing her with his hands and his tongue as he went. He heard his mate gasp as Spike came in contact with her center. She moved down and swallowed his cock. He loved the feel of her mouth on him. So warm...so wet. His thoughts went to Buffy and the other two. He had only promised that he wouldn't kill them......he smiled evilly before concentrating on Willow's touch.
 

~Part: 4~ Play Hard

Willow woke up to an empty bed. She sat up and looked into the dark room. She checked the bathroom, but it was empty. She turned on the light and saw a note on the mirror.

Willow------stay here. If you leave, you will be punished. Order room service, watch some tv, take a bath. We'll be back soon.
A

Sighing, she decided that she was probably better off not knowing what they were doing. She called room service and turned on the television. She found a station that was playing Spaceballs. She moved the pillows around and got comfortable. She was in the mood to laugh.

* * * * *

Across Town

Buffy was late. He honestly wondered why he put up with her sometimes. She said she loved him, but her actions showed differently. Ever since she had found out that her old boyfriend was coming back to town, he hadn't seen her at all. They were supposed to meet at the Bronze at 9pm. Was she here? No. He had been stood up. It was already after 10. Scowling, Chip stood and left the club.

He walked down the block to where his car was parked. Hearing something behind him, he turned and found himself meeting a fist. Three big guys proceeded to beat him badly. He was startled when he felt one unfastening his pants. He felt his face shoved into the ground. His scream of pain filled the air.

"You bastard....Red's gonna be pissed."

Angelus looked at his child. "What?" he said innocently. "I never touched him."

Spike started laughing. "Details. You're the one who paid them blokes to have some fun."

"As you said, details. Besides, the slayer says she loves him. Let her see what it feels like to have the one you loved hurt."

"I am now reminded why I put up with you." Spike said, smiling. "You're a vindictive bastard."

"Why, Spike. I think that's the nicest thing you've said to me in a long time." he paused and listened to the screams of the slayer's pet. "My work is done, for now. Let's go see what Willow is up to."

"How long are those fellows going to keep at the nit?"

"I paid for an hour. I want plenty of time for us to be back at the hotel for a time before they finish. Don't want the slayer thinking I had anything to do with it."

"Genius. Fucking genius." Spike said, proud of his sire. He personally wanted to go beat the slayer to a bloody pulp, but he knew Willow wouldn't like that. Well, he was content to sit back and watch the bitch's world crumble. They'd be in Paris soon enough anyway.

Angelus stopped outside the hotel room door and sniffed. Spike watched in interest until he too smelt the unfamiliar smell. Angelus opened the door, not knowing what to expect.

Willow looked up at them and smiled. "Hey boys. Were you nice?"

Angelus and Spike exchanged a look then smiled. "Yes dear."

Giles started to stand from the chair he had been sitting in. "Angelus, Spike. I'm sorry to disturb you. I wanted to speak to Willow and wasn't sure when I would have the chance."

Willow bounced on the bed. "He slapped Buffy!" She said, smiling.

Angelus looked at the watcher carefully. Seeing nothing in his eyes except friendship, he smiled. "Really? Bravo."

"Finally realize what a selfish bitch she is, eh mate?" Spike asked, moving to the bed. His sire may be stupid enough to stand there, but he wasn't. He smiled at Willow and kissed her thoroughly. "Hello mum."

"Spike, not in front of the company. Do you want me to put you in the corner?"

"I can think of some interesting things to do in the corner....." he winked. She groaned and saw Giles watching with amusement. Angelus was looking irritated.

"So, Giles. Sit back down. Finish telling us what happened. Angelus, sit by me?"

Angelus glared at his childe and moved to the other side of Willow. The watcher being here was perfect. He would now have a witness to his whereabouts at the time of the attack. Buffy would know that Giles wouldn't lie for him.

A couple of hours passed as Willow caught up with her old friend. Their conversation was halted by a beeping from Giles pocket.

"May I use your phone?"

"Of course" Angelus replied, catching Spike's eye. Both smiled innocently.

Willow caught the smiles and felt herself growing apprehensive. What had they done?

"Really? When? Why do you say that? I'm sorry, but you're wrong. I've been with them most of the evening. At least the last two hours now. Buffy, I'm growing exhausted dealing with your suspicions. What does Chip say? See, there. He even says it couldn't be them. Believe what you want. I don't really care. I'm busy. I'll see you tomorrow." He hung up and shook his head.

"What happened?" Willow asked.

"That was Buffy. Her neanderthal was raped and beaten tonight. She is at the hospital with him. She insisted it had to be Angelus. Chip told her that it was three men, none of which match either Spike or Angelus's description. And not only that, he wasn't let go until about half an hour ago. We know where they both were. She is driving me mad."

Willow looked at Angelus. She saw the blank look in his eyes and groaned. Buffy was right. He had done it. Well, he had had it done she could say. Sighing, she decided it best not to question him. She didn't know Chip anyway. From what she had heard, he was an asshole. She'd get Angelus later. Sometime when he least expected it. But, she felt rather good that he loved her that much. She took his hand and squeezed it. She then patted Spike's hand, which was resting on her leg. She couldn't wait until Giles left. She wanted them both soon.

Spike closed the door after the watcher, thankful he had finally left. He didn't like having to chat with people. Especially people who had tried to kill him numerous times. Turning back to the bed, he saw Angelus smile. (What the hell i s the bastard up to this time?)

"Will....oooow"

She looked at Angelus, not liking the look that was in his eyes. "Yes?"

"I don't like you being here alone with the watcher."

Willow laughed. "Giles? What-ever. It was completely innocent, trust me. I have no interest in him. And he has none in me. Geez...he's old enough to be my dad."

Angelus smiled. "Oh, really? Well, Spike and I are old enough to be what? your great grandfather several times back? You seem to enjoy our company."

"Angelus, stop."

His eyes darkened. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. He licked her face. "Never tell me to stop. You are mine. If I choose to share, fine. If not, I will not have you alone with other men. Understood?"

She felt tears forming at the pain. "Yes" she said softly.

He loosened his hold. "I don't want to hurt you lover. I just want to remind you who you belong to. You don't know what I was feeling when I came in here and smelled him. You sitting there in my shirt, your legs bare for his hungry eyes. Don't fool yourself, he was looking. He'd have to be blind not to. I don't want to ever feel that way again. I don't like it."

"And what Angelus wants, Angelus gets." She said harshly.

He smiled. "Always." He grabbed her and pulled her to him, claiming her mouth. She tried to deny him access. He reached down and squeezed her breast tightly. She gasped and he invaded with his tongue. Spike sat in the chair the watcher had vacated. He knew not to interfere. He leaned back and watched his sire claim his mate.

Angelus moved his leg up between Willow's. He rubbed his knee against her entrance. The little hussy wasn't wearing panties. She had spent who knows how long with the watcher completely nude under Angelus's shirt. He felt a need to punish her. He tried to fight it.

Willow wasn't sure how she felt. She was aroused because it was Angelus touching her, but it was almost like he was raping her. He was not taking her pleasure into consideration. She didn't like this side of him. She turned her head and looked into Spike's pitying blue eyes. She kept her eyes on his as Angelus proceeded to fuck her. There was no other term to describe it. He rammed into her hard and fast. His hands kneading her breasts painfully. She felt his teeth in her neck. She felt herself relieved as he emptied into her. "Mine" he said into her ear. She had just been used by the man who loved her. She felt a tear slide down her cheek. She watched as Spike shook his head slowly, wiping against his cheek and mouthed "Love you".

Angelus stayed inside her, nuzzling her breast and the bite he had made. He fell asleep with his head on her chest, his hand on her arm.

* * * * *

Willow felt a cool wash cloth on her breast. She opened her eyes and looked into Spike's.

"You ok, Mom?" He asked, his eyes concerned.

The entire night, Angelus had fucked her. She had not cum once. She had, in fact, tried to ignore everything he was doing to her. This evening, she hurt. She looked down and saw the bruises, the bites, the marks. She was so sore. She saw Spike look at her body. She turned her head away from his knowing gaze.

"Fine." she whispered hoarsely.

He moved. She felt a glass at her lips. She looked down and saw that he had gotten her some water. She smiled thankfully. She gulped it down.

"You don't look fine. You look like shit." His eyes darkened. "If he were anyone else, he'd be dead. But...he's my sire. You chose him as your mate...I can't help you." he whispered the last four words.

She took a deep breath, her body aching as she did. "Where is he?"

"Gone hunting. He needed to feed."

She was glad that he was gone. "Good. I don't think I could see him right now."

"I think he was ashamed, if that helps. He let his demon truly take over. I hadn't realized he was jealous...I would have tried to stop it..."

She put her hand on his. "It's no more your thought than it is mine. He is the one who did it. Goddess, I feel terrible."

"You need to get cleaned up. C'mon."

"What?" she asked as he lifted her carefully from the bed.

He ignored her question and carried her into the bathroom. He turned the shower on and stood her inside. He moved behind her, holding her up. She felt the hot water on her skin and sighed. It felt so good to be washing the blood and the smell of him off of her body. She leaned against the wall and let him wash her. She closed her eyes enjoying the feel of his gentle hands. After he was finished, he dried her off and took her back into the room. She stood as he rubbed lotion over her wounds.

"This should help ease it a bit, luv."

She was surprised as he then set her in the chair.

"Don't want you back on that bed yet." he said, noticing her puzzled look. She watched as he changed the bed sheets. "Got these from the maid. Tasty little number." he said, licking his lips.

She chuckled and groaned at the pain. Instantly, he was by her side.

"Careful pet. He worked you over good. If you were a vampire, you'd be almost healed. But, you're not. It's going to take some time." He laid her back down.

She sighed as the sheets touched her bare skin. She looked at Spike as he went around and tucked in the rest of the sheets. "I love you" she whispered.

Startled, he looked up. Seeing the sincerity in her eyes, he smiled. "We'll keep that our little secret. I love you too, Red."

"If you hadn't been here, last night, I don't know if I could have made it..." she trailed off, trying to forget what she had experienced.

He moved beside her. "I'll always be here for you." he kissed her softly.

"Would you...." she knew she was blushing. "Please...would you make me not hate sex so much."

He smiled slowly. "My pleasure."

He knew she was too sore to take properly. Besides, she needed pleasure. He could find release with his own hand when she smiled at him that way. He wasn't the important one right now. He moved down the bed, knowing exactly what she needed.

His tongue began to slowly lick at her. She kept her eyes on his head, wanting to know that it was him. He lapped at her juices as they began to spill out of her. She felt his tongue enter her, careful not to push too hard. She was amazed at the tender way he was treating her. She suddenly realized that this was probably what he had had to do with Drusilla after Angelus was through with her. She tried to push those thoughts out of her mind. Instead she focused on the blond vampire. She felt herself starting to move slowly, seeking his tongue. Soon, she felt the familiar tremors go through her as she came, moaning his name. He moved back up beside her and kissed her deeply.

"Now...Sleep. You need to rest."

He pulled her against him and cradled her head on his arm. He kissed her face softly until she drifted off to sleep in his arms.

* * * * *

Angelus walked into the room and turned on the light. He paused when he saw Willow laying in bed, Spike beside her holding her. He moved silently. He sat in the chair and just looked at his mate. Her body was bruised. He saw bites and marks on her beautiful skin. He felt like an asshole. He had been so consumed with jealousy and the need to claim her that he had forgotten that she was human. He sat there just looking at her....at what he had done.

Spike was awake. He had heard his sire come in. He was surprised that he didn't join them in bed. He opened his eyes and saw the look of regret and grief in his sire's eyes. They were looking at Willow, watching her breathe as she slept. He hated to admit it, but he was glad that Angelus had been so stupid. He had been able to finally show Willow how much she meant to him. He knew she would never belong to him, but tonight had been close enough. She now knew that he would always be there for her. That he loved her unconditionally.

"You fucked up." he whispered, startling his sire.

Angelus just looked at him. "I know."

"Well, that's a first. The great Angelus admitting to a fuck up. Will things ever be the same?"

"Spike....I'm warning you. Not now."

Spike decided he better stop.

"How is she?" Angelus asked, not taking his eyes off her face.

"In pain. What do you expect? You hurt her. No, listen. I don't mean just physically. She loves you. Hell, she has turned her back on everything she knows for you. This is how you repay her. Not good Angelus."

"I'd rather not talk about it."

"No shit. You never want to talk about it. You'd better be thinking about how you're going to beg for forgiveness.....regain her trust."

Their conversation was interrupted as Willow started to whimper.

"No...no...stop..." she murmured in her sleep. "NO!" She opened her eyes and reached out. "Spike!"

Angelus sat back in the chair, his eyes unreadable. He watched the look of surprise in his childe's eyes. Spike held her close to him and told her it was ok. That she was safe. She snuggled against him and drifted back to sleep.

Angelus got up and said, "I don't think I should be here when she wakes up. I'll get another room."

Spike's mouth fell open. His sire was leaving him with her? He saw Angelus pause and heard him whisper, "Tell her I'm sorry....."

He left. Spike suddenly realized just how deeply his sire felt for the young girl. He had to admit that this knowledge made him feel much better. He could accept her being with Angelus if he loved her as much as it appeared. He settled down to sleep. He almost felt sympathy for Angelus. Then, he saw Willow's bruises. Almost.

* * * * *

Willow woke up alone. Startled, she sat up grimacing in pain.

"Whoa...tiger. Take it easy." She saw Spike setting up breakfast.

"Hey you." She said, smiling.

"You are looking better this morning. How do you feel?"

"Still a bit of pain, but things could always be worse." She looked around. "Where is he?"

"He got another room. He came by last night. Said he was sorry. Didn't think you'd want to see him this morning."

"He left me?" She asked, tears forming.

"Luv....he hurt you. He was ashamed."

"I know....but...he makes me so mad. Which room?"

Spike had to smile at the fire in her eyes. She looked fetching. "227."

She stood and pulled the sheet around her. "I'll be back." She limped out of the room.

"Poor bastard...." Spike said, glad he wasn't facing her wrath. He turned back to her breakfast and finished arranging things.

* * * * *

Angelus woke to loud knocking. Cursing, he opened the door.

"What?" Seeing Willow, he stood amazed.

She pushed past him into the room.

"You bastard. You left me." She turned, facing him. Her eyes were spitting flames. "You can't always run away. Your problems don't go away....They follow you."

"I'm sorry." He whispered, seeing the bites on her neck.

"Sorry, schmorry. I don't care. You hurt me. That is a fact. It may even take me awhile to completely forgive you. I can't say right now. I knew what I was getting into. I have read the journals. I honestly thought you wouldn't treat me like that. Guess I should have known better. That is my fault. It won't happen again. Angelus, quit running. I love you. I thought you loved me."

"You're mad because I gave you space?" he asked, suddenly realizing what she was saying.

"Thank you for joining this conversation. Fuck yes, I'm mad. I expected to be able to wake up this morning and spend the day ignoring you. Make you sweat awhile. Maybe get something nice out of you before accepting your apology. But do you ever do anything the way I want? Nooooo....it always has to be your way. When two people are in a relationship, things happen. People fuck up. You don't leave before the other person has a chance to make you feel miserable and guilty." She paused in her tirade. "I wanted to make you feel guilty." she whispered.

"I do feel guilty. Do think it was easy leaving you last night? Seeing you in Spike's arms.....calling for him to comfort you? I hated it. I felt so terrible. I let my stupid pride think for me and I almost killed you. I couldn't live if you died, Red."

She smiled. "I called out for Spike?"

"Yes" he said crossly. He was startled to hear her laughing. 'What?"

"I bet you were up all night cursing yourself weren't you?"

His eyes darkened as he saw the sparkle back in her face. "You think that's funny?"

"Hell yes. I didn't get to do the guilt thing. I think the jealous thing is a close second."

He reached for her and hugged her tightly. "I am so sorry Willow. It will never happen again."

"I know...if it does, I'll kill you and run away with Spike." she said, kissing his cheek. He groaned.

"Sleep with me?" he asked.

"Always." She laid beside him and fell asleep with his arms wrapped tightly around her.

(I almost lost her...I can't ever come that close again....) he closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep.
 

~Part: 5~ End Game

Willow sat at the table enjoying the music at the Bronze. Angelus and Spike had to feed, so they had sent her on ahead. She looked over and stiffened. Buffy and Cordelia were on their way over. She really hoped they were gone before Angelus got here.

"What happened?" Cordelia asked, seeing the bruises on Willow's arms.

"I fell" Willow said.

Buffy laughed. "Yeah right. I bet Angelus got bored and decided to play. You're lucky he didn't kill you. That's what he usually does to his human sex toys. He fucks them hard and then discards them."

"Buffy, cool it." Cordelia said, upset at the blonde's attitude.

"What? Like I'm not saying anything you haven't thought."

"What happened to you?" Willow asked curiously. "I mean, I know you were a bitch before I left, but you're even worse now. Maybe I was just too blinded by you to ever see your true face. No wonder Angel went to LA. I can see why he would want to get away from you."

Buffy slapped Willow. "Don't ever talk about Angel. He loved me. You killed him and took him away from me."

She felt herself jerked back, her arm twisted at a painful angle. She looked up into Angel's familiar brown eyes. Anger burned bright.

"I warned you bitch. Angel never loved you. He wanted you. He even liked you at one time, but it was never anything compared to what Willow and I have. He loved her completely. She was his mate. It was never you."

"You're lieing."

"Why would I lie when the truth hurts so much more?" he smiled sinisterly.

Cordelia was scared of Angelus but she had to say something. She hoped he wouldn't kill her. "If you love Willow so much, why does she look like that?"

Angelus looked at the brunette curiously. She had dared to interrupt him. He saw the fear in her eyes but deep down he saw loyalty. To Willow? He looked at his mate and saw the puzzled look on her face.

"That is between Willow and myself."

"No. If you love her, you wouldn't hit her. I don't care what stupid I am Vampire, hear me roar shit you practice. She isn't a vampire. She's my friend....well, she was. I don't like seeing her looking like that. So, if you really love her, find yourself some minion to beat next time. Got it?"

Willow had to smile at Cordelia's outburst. For a few minutes, she had seemed to have forgotten everything that had happened. She thought they were friends. Willow was suddenly glad that she had prevented Angelus from killing the ex-cheerleader.

Angelus fought back a smile. The girl was spunky. And she was defending his lover. He decided to call off the hit on her. He looked at Spike. Spike saw what he was thinking and went to make a few phone calls.

"Nice to know someone cares. If I were you, I'd keep the bitch away from me and mine. I won't be held responsible if you find her in pieces. Now, leave."

Cordelia nodded. She had survived. Surprised, she looked at Willow who had taken her hand. Willow hugged her and whispered, "Thanks. Keep her away. I don't know how much longer I can protect her."

She smiled at the redhead. She didn't agree with her choices, but she seemed happy. Hell, there were worse things than living with Angelus and Spike. They were both major hotties. She pulled Buffy away, glaring at her.

Angelus chuckled as he watched the slayer the leave. "We need to get out of this town. I can't put off the inevitable if she constantly is in our face."

Willow sighed. "I know. I'll talk to Giles tomorrow. Maybe we can speed this whole demon hunt up a few days."

"Good." He looked around the club. "Let's dance." he said, pulling her into his arms and out onto the floor.

* * * * *

"Please?" Angelus purred, running his hand up Willow's leg.

"No." Willow said, her voice trembling slightly.

"Willow...you know you want me to." He smiled.

"No I don't." She said, catching her breath as his hand kept sliding higher.

"Yes you do."

"Angelus, stop. I'm not a child. That won't work." Willow said, enjoying the feel of his hands on thighs.

"You do" he said, winking as his hand cupped her wetness.

"Oh..." Willow said as he invaded her.

"Say yes" he whispered as his fingers teased her.

"Nuh.." Willow managed to squeak.

"It could be such fun" he said silkily.

"Oh my..." Willow ignored him concentrating on the tremors that were going through her body.

He smiled as he saw her eyes widen with lust and desire. He kept her right on the edge, never letting her go over.

"Please" he smiled seductively.

Willow felt herself coming, her juices spilling out onto his hand.

She tried to catch her breath, watching as he took his wet finger and licked it clean. She opened her mouth slightly as he brought the other one to her mouth. She watched his eyes darken as she licked her juices from it.

She saw the question in his eyes.

"I told you no." she said, reaching over to run her hand over his hard chest.

"I asked nicely" he almost begged.

"Angelus." her tone was warning.

His eyes closed half way as he felt her small hand on his cock. The warmth almost made him forget what he was asking.

"Red" he managed to say, not liking the look of amusement in her eyes. "Quit that. Will you let me?"

Willow sighed and rolled her eyes. "NO. Geez, after two hundred years you'd think you'd know what that meant."

"Please" he asked one more time.

"Angelus, I am not going to let you torture and kill Buffy. Now, shut up, get your cute ass over here and fuck me. Or do I have to call Spike?"

Angelus frowned at not getting permission to kill the slayer. When he heard her say Spike's name, he smirked. He'd forget about the slayer for the moment. Right now, little miss tease needed a good fucking. He was the perfect man for the job. He moved over her and entered her fully.

She moaned his name, thankful he had forgotten about Buffy. She knew she'd better get him away from Sunnydale soon. If she didn't, she might not be able to protect the slayer. She felt him move over her and decided to worry about that later. Right now, she wanted to enjoy this.

* * * * *

"We need to get this done." Willow said, trying to make Giles understand.

"I understand. It shouldn't take more than a few days. We know the demon is coming. We just have to find him." Giles replied, oblivious to her distress.

"Giles, Angelus wants to torture Buffy until she is begging to die, then slit her open and let the local vampires have a buffet."

Giles looked up and saw the seriousness in her eyes. "Oh...well, yes, I could see where that might change things. I thought he agreed to play nice."

"That is nice, for Angelus. He doesn't like her attitude." Willow said, smiling at that.

"I'd have to agree with him on that one." Giles muttered. "I think she could use a reality check, though torture and death is a bit extreme."

"Trouble in slayer paradise?" Willow asked, curious.

"Let me just say that this will be the last mission I accompany Buffy on. I'll have you be the first to know that I am leaving Sunnydale. I'm thinking of going back to London."

"Giles! Are you joking?"

"Do I joke Willow?"

"Not usually...thought this might be one of those rare occasions." Willow thought a minute. "What will she do without you?"

"Live long and prosper I'm sure. The council will be sending a replacement."

"Poor Buffy....I hope it isn't Wesley."

"Actually, I'd get a slight thrill knowing she'd be stuck with uptight priss." Giles said, smiling at the thought.

Willow had to laugh. "It would be rather funny."

"Please, Willow. Don't mention this to anyone yet. I'd like to keep it from turning into the latest episode of The World Revolves Around Buffy, if I can."

"Not a problem, G Man" Willow said impishly. "I'll tell Angelus and Spike, of course. They won't mention though."

"Willow...I'd prefer them not knowing and don't call me that."

"Don't worry....I can handle them. They won't tell until you're ready for it to be public knowledge." She looked at Giles seriously. "I can't keep it a secret from him. If he found out that I knew, it might get ugly. I'd rather avoid that if possible." She unknowingly ran her hand over the faint bruise on her arm.

"Of course." Giles said, understanding the girls situation. "Now, why don't we see what we can find out about this demon. I'd like to have you back in Europe by the end of the week."

"Me too. Give me a book" Willow said, reaching for a dusty volume.

* * * * *

Willow's eyes flew open. She was laying on her stomach and had been deeply asleep moments before. She felt a cold tongue on the bottom of her foot. She looked over her shoulder and smiled. Spike saw her watching and winked.

He slowly licked his way up her body. She sighed and lay her head on the pillow, enjoying the feel of him. He finally made it to the back of her neck after bringing her to an astounding orgasm. He claimed her mouth and kissed her fiercely. She could taste herself on his lips.

"Bout time you woke up" he said, his lower lip thrusting in an exaggerated pout. "I was bored."

She sat up, balancing her head on her elbow. "Poor baby...let mommy make it better." She leaned down and caught his hard erection in her mouth.

She felt his hand move to her head, guiding it down over him. When she felt him about to cum, she was surprised when she felt him pull away from her.

"Not there..." he said smiling. He flipped her onto her back and positioned himself between her legs. She saw the door open and Angelus walked in.

"Playing without me?" He said, smiling as he stripped of his clothes.

"Go away" Spike muttered as he thrust deep into Willow. He heard her gasp as he started a steady rhythm. Not surprised, he felt Angelus move behind him. He tried to conceal his excitement when he felt his sire running his hand over his ass.

"Let's make baby ready for daddy" Angelus whispered, running his hand along Willow's wet slit. He used her juices to lubricate Spike. Soon, Spike was thrusting back to meet his probing fingers.

He pushed them both higher on the bed. He then kneeled behind his favorite childe and slid in to the hilt. Spike jerked his head up and the pleasure. Angelus took advantage of that to bite into his neck. Spike groaned, filling Willow with his cold seed. Willow caught Angelus's eyes as he started to cum. He brought his hand to her face. She licked his finger then began to suck it. She felt Spike's finger rubbing her clit. She bit into Angelus's finger, tasting his blood mixed with her own juices. She came the same time that he did.

Spike lay between them, enjoying their feel. One hot, one cold. Fire and Ice. His lovers. His mates.

* * * * *

"She doesn't trust me" Angelus said, unaware of the whine in his voice.

Spike fought a smile. "Why would you say that mate? She's shagging you isn't she?"

"Not the same." Angelus said, looking into the dark alley. He and Spike were sitting on the roof of one of Sunnydale's many abandoned buildings.

Spike rolled his eyes. If he'd known that Angelus was wanting to chat, he would have stayed at the hotel. "Why isn't it the same?" he asked, trying not to grimace.

"I see it in her eyes. She wants me. She even loves me still. But she doesn't trust me. It's as though she expects me to go off at any moment and hit her."

"Well, you did it once. Guess I could see where her fear is coming from."

Angelus glared at Spike. "You're not helping."

Spike laughed. "What? Do I look like Oprah? I think not. If you want lies, you're asking the wrong bloke. I tell is as I see it. You fucked up. You beat her because you felt threatened. I can see where she might have issues with that."

"If it were anyone else speaking to me like that, I'd kill you" Angelus said, his eyes glistening in the dark.

Spike just laughed. "Yeah...I feel so threatened now." He just shook his head. "Give her some time. Soon, this whole damn trip will be a memory. A distant memory."

Angelus started to speak when he heard shouting. Curious, he looked down into the alley. He started to smile.

"Well, it looks like the slayer is outnumbered. This could be fun."

Spike looked down and grinned. "Fuck yes. We're gonna see some slayer blood."

They watched the fight unfold. Buffy was alone, fighting off seven vampires. She dusted two, but was soon caught by the remaining ones.

Angelus suddenly groaned. "We have to help her."

"What?" Spike demanded, looking at his sire like he was crazy.

"Willow." Angelus said simply. "If Buffy is killed she'll think I was behind it. I already have too much to make up to her. I doubt she'd forgive me for this."

"But...It isn't even you."

"It's something that I would do. I have to stop them. Shit." He grumbled as he started down the fire escape.

Spike thought about it a minute then realized his sire was right. He took after them.

Soon, Buffy was falling to the ground as the two vampires made easy work of the ones holding her. Angelus grabbed the last one.

"While I am in town, no one will kill the slayer. There will be no attacks. If there are, I'll be pissed."

"You don't want to see him pissed." Spike added helpfully. "Not a pretty sight."

"Yes...Angelus." The vampire stuttered.

"Good. Tell the others." Angelus let him go. He turned to Spike, ignoring Buffy. "I feel sick suddenly. Let's go back to the hotel. Willow will be waiting."

The men left, leaving Buffy sitting in the alley, a confused expression on her face.

* * * * *

"I can believe Buffy apologized." Willow said, still surprised. "What did you do?"

Angelus just smiled. "Nothing lover. Guess she finally realized her mistake."

"I don't believe you, but I will accept that." Willow said, kissing his cheek. "Thank you."

He beamed, exchanging a wink with Spike.

Willow looked at Giles. "So, you're really going?"

"Yes. I leave next week."

She hugged the watcher. "Keep in touch. I expect to hear from you as soon as your settled."

"Of course. I will send you an email thingy."

Angelus stepped forward, looking serious. "I hate to do this, but thank you for everything you did for Willow this past week. I won't forget it." He shook the startled man's hand. He suddenly smiled, "And, if you ever get to Paris, look us up."

"Peaches and I will give you the creature of the night tour." Spike said, smiling. He saw Willow's expression and winked.

She just laughed. "Giles, I'd better get these two comedians to the airport. We'll be lucky to make our flight."

"Lover, I rented the plane. It can't go anywhere without us."

She smiled sheepishly. "I forgot. Oh, I hate goodbyes." She kissed Giles on the cheek. "Tell Xander and Cordelia I said bye. I'll keep in touch, but I won't be back. Bye," She hurried outside to the car.

"We'd better catch up or she'll leave without us" Spike said, nodding at the watcher.

Giles smiled at Angelus. "Take care of her."

"I will. Don't ever doubt that." He turned and left the man's apartment, seeing Spike sitting in the back with WIllow. He just laughed as he got into the car, pushing Spike against the car door. He kissed Willow, wiping the tears from her eyes. Willow would love the place he had bought for her. They would all enjoy Paris. It was time to start their lives together. No more interuptions. He smiled at the thought as the cab drove to the airport.

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