~Part: 1~ Frisky Business

Willow looked in the mirror and smiled. She couldn't believe how happy she was. Just last week, she thought her world was going to end. Now, she had the only man she truly had ever loved plus she was in Venice.

She and Angelus had left Sunnydale two days before. She had packed up two bags of personal belongings, grabbed her lap top, and left everything else. She knew that no one would want to talk to her, so she left a message for Giles telling him that she and Angel were going away together. That they did not want their love jeopardized by Buffy or anyone else. She failed to inform him that Angel had lost his soul again. She honestly knew that it was not important. If Angelus had wanted them dead, he would have killed them. No, she knew that there were only two things that Angelus wanted.

She left the bathroom and looked at her sleeping lover. His back was covered with scratches. She'd done that to him. She couldn't believe how wild he made her...how wanton. With Oz, it had been sweet. He had never ignited her passions. One look from Angelus could set her on fire. His touch caused a melt down. She went to the window and looked out into the light, careful not to open the curtains too far.

Venice. She couldn't believe she was in Italy. She couldn't believe that she had quit school and given up her friends for love. It was just so melodramatic. She was usually so sensible. Not anymore. Not only had she been claimed by Angelus, but she was about to share him.

She suddenly smiled slyly. Not that sharing him would be a problem. Not when it meant that she finally had a chance to act out her greatest fantasy. She had lost track the number of times she would sit in the old library hearing Buffy and the others talk about killing Angelus, Spike and Dru. She would sit there daydreaming about being the woman in their lives. Dru was gone. They were both hers. She knew that Angelus wanted to punish Spike, but she had read the diaries. She knew of their past and their long relationship that Drusilla had ruined. She heard movement behind her and turned to see Angelus sitting on the bed, watching her.

"What are you thinking about? I can smell your arousal all the way over here." he said smiling.

She felt a blush spread over her face. "I was just thinking about tonight."

Angelus looked surprised. "Really?" He then smiled again, "So, my love is turned on by the thought of me and my childe?"

She gnawed her lower lip and slowly nodded. "I've often dreamed about" she confessed quietly.

"Well...well...well...I never would have guessed. So, the thought of me breaking Spike...claiming him....fucking him...it makes you hot?" he reached for her and pulled her to him. He ran his hand up her leg, finding her sopping. "It does." he said almost astonished that the quiet girl would have such fantasies. (This could be fun....)

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He began to lightly run his finger over her lips, continuing his talk, "You are attracted to him....I knew this. I could sense your arousal after he kidnapped you last year. I bet you wanted him to kill Xander and fuck you until you begged for release. Didn't you?"

Willow closed her eyes and refused to answer. She felt his thumb and finger roughly twist her and she yelped, "Yes."

He smiled and became gentle again. "Spike and I used to share everything. He is a great lover. His ass is so tight. He never lets me fuck him....he always makes me force him. He gets off on pain. That's the only reason I can think he stayed with Dru so long. I'll make him eat you....he does wonderful things with his tongue. Would you like that?"

"Oh...yes..." she was getting more aroused as he spoke.

"He had a great cock. Not as wide as mine but so long. I can't wait to see how much of him you can take in that sweet hot mouth. His taste is addicting, much like yours. I want to see my mark on his pale flesh....hear him cry out my name...he always does. He likes our little games....he may hate to admit it, but he does...When I came back last time, I was so consumed with hatred that I ignored him. I know that's the reason he helped the slayer. He was pissed."

Willow put her hand on his shoulder balancing herself. Her knees were beginning to feel weak.

Angelus laughed. "He said he was doing it for Dru. That's such a joke. He loves her, but it is not a passionate betray your sire kind of love. My boy hates to be alone. He fears loneliness. That's the reason he stayed with that crazy bitch. Well, no more."

Willow looked into his eyes and asked. "What do you plan on doing to him?"

"I plan to remind him who his sire is. After that, I plan to fuck him until he begs me to let him up. Then, I'll introduce you. Let him meet his new mother." He roughly kneaded her breast, his finger thrusting into her suddenly. "I think I may allow you to claim him. It will eat him up if he is claimed by my mate. It will mean that he belongs to us both. Would you like that lover?"

Willow wasn't sure what he meant exactly so she kept quiet. She had never thought that Angelus would willingly share her with Spike. She had assumed that she would do the sharing. The thought of having both the handsome vampires as hers thrilled her.

"I see it excites you. I knew you were the one for me. Such fire....such passion...Spike will love you as I do....you will both be mine."

Suddenly, Willow was thrown to the bed. Angelus entered her from behind, slamming deep into her. She cried out into the pillow.

"Tonight....my love...." he pushed deeper into her. Thoughts of life with Willow and Spike filled his head. They could have such fun together. It may take him awhile to get Spike back, but he knew Willow was ready. She pushed back, meeting his thrusts. Soon, they climaxed powerfully.

Willow collapsed against the bed. Trying to catch her breath, she felt Angelus pull out of her. He laid beside her smiling.

"Isn't this fun?" he asked innocently.

She groaned and hit his smirking face with her pillow. She needed to sleep. She had a feeling she would need her energy for what lay ahead.
 

~Part: 2~ Pursued

Spike walked along the dark streets smoking a cigarette. He had been in Venice for a month. He was all ready getting bored. Italian food only took him so far. It seemed once he was finished, he was hungry again in an hour. He needed something more satisfying. Maybe he'd try Madrid. He stopped suddenly, and threw the cigarette on the ground. He looked around carefully. He felt something... someone watching him. He smiled. It looked like he might have some fun after all.

Angelus watched his favorite childe from the shadows. Cocky bastard. He recognized that smile. Willow had stayed at the hotel. They had both thought it the best. He didn't think she was ready to see him dominate Spike. He had to smile when he thought of his mate. She was constantly surprising him. That was not easy to do. He felt a bit jealous at her reaction to thoughts of Spike. But, if he got to play, she deserved to play. As long as he was there, he didn't mind. They'd have fun together. There was so much that he and Spike could teach her...show her. He followed Spike. Time to reclaim his arrogant childe.

Spike slowly moved through the dark alleys. He caught a smell in the air and froze. It was familiar.

(Angelus....No...couldn't be....)

He started to walk a bit faster. He wished whoever it was would show himself so he could kill him and get on with the evening. Suddenly, he felt himself shoved into the wall. Turning, he saw Angelus.

"Miss me?" Angelus said, smirking.

Spike hit him in his chin. "Nope."

Angelus swung and got Spike in the stomach. "You sent me to Hell. Not very respectful." He brought his leg up and kicked Spike's leg.

Spike caught himself before he fell. He reached out and hit Angelus. "Thought you could use a tropical vacation. Why are you back?" He hit again. "Slayer get hard up again?"

Angelus sneered. "Where's the loony bitch? Find a real man?"

They continued hitting and firing insults until they tired out. Angelus finally grabbed Spike by the chin and pushed him against the wall. "I missed you pet." he drawled before claiming Spike's mouth.

Spike fought for control. Fighting with Angelus always turned him on. Fuck, who was he kidding? Anything Angelus did turned him on. He wouldn't make it easy. He felt his cock harden. Well, not that easy.

Angelus pulled back, seeing the look of defiance and lust in Spike's eyes. It was good to be back.

Spike grinned cockily at his sire. He didn't care why he was back. He was just glad that he was here. It gave him a thrill of pleasure to think that Angelus had come to Venice to get him. Sure, it was to teach him a lesson, but Spike knew his sire. He doubted he would be leaving him anytime soon.

Angelus decided that he was being too nice. He was supposed to be punishing the brat, not seducing him. Seduction would be later. He kissed him roughly, his tongue demanding entrance. Their tongues battled for dominance. Angelus it Spike's, enjoying the drops of his childe's blood. It had been too long. He saw the desire in Spike's eyes and smiled. He knew this would be easy.

Spike was pushed roughly to the ground of the alley. He pushed back against Angelus, half heartedly trying to get loose. He was hard and aroused. He wanted Angelus to claim him....to love him. He felt the cool night air on his ass as Angelus pulled his jeans down.

Angelus ran his hands possessively over Spike's ass. "Has anyone else had you?"

Spike tried to get up. "No. Let me up you bastard."

Angelus only laughed. "You know you want me." He cupped Spike's hard erection, "This proves me right."

Angelus wanted to sink himself deep into Spike...make his childe cry out his name. He bit his wrist, allowing the blood to flow. He coated his cock with the blood. After he was wet, he positioned himself at Spike's hole. With a groan, he sunk himself deep into his childe.

Spike arched his head back as Angelus filled him. He moved his hand underneath him and began to rub his erection. He was surprised to feel Angelus's hand join his. Angelus pumped into him several times, deep and fast. After more time, Angelus came filling his childe with his release. Spike shot his load on to the floor of the alley.

Angelus stood and pulled his pants back up. He watched from lazy eyes as Spike did the same. "Was it good for you?" he asked, smirking.

Spike avoided his eyes. "Guess you're through with me." he mumbled, turning to go.

Angelus had to laugh. "Spike, my boy. You never learn."

Spike turned at scowled at his sire. "What?"

"Do you really think I took the trouble to fly here from California for a quick fuck in a dirty alley?"

Spike's eyes narrowed. "Why are you here then?" he needed to hear the words. He wasn't going to make an idiot out of himself again.

"I wanted you. I have no intention of letting go. This time, I'm different. None of that boring hatred. You're mine and you aren't going anywhere unless I say."

Spike started to smile. "Oh...so you're back to being Daddy?"

"C'mon brat. I've got a surprise for you."

Spike started to walk beside Angelus. "What is it?" he asked eagerly.

Angelus just smiled. "Who, you mean."

Spike stopped. "If you brought that slutty damn slayer here...."

Angelus looked horrified. "Fuck no. That was soulboy's love. Not mine."

Spike suddenly smiled again. "The redhead." he said.

Angelus narrowed his eyes. "Her name is Willow. She's my mate. Treat her with respect...."

"It will be my pleasure. I always knew you wanted her too."

"What do you mean too?"

"Please...I could have found any witch for that spell....There was just something about her....I can't explain it. She got under my skin....So, she's yours?"

"Yes. She's mine" Angelus said, cockily. "If you're a good boy, I might share. She's willing. We'll see....."

Spike felt his cock harden. His redhead fantasy and his sire. Life couldn't get better. He hated to say it, but he really needed to send the slayer a thank you note.
 

~Part: 3~ Introduction

Spike followed Angelus into the suite. He looked around. "Some things never change. Did you have to search the city to find something this archaic?"

Angelus just smiled. "Lovely isn't it?"

"Where's Red?" Spike ignored the question.

"Not so fast. We need to get cleaned up. I would hate to explain all of this blood right now."

Spike looked down and grinned. "Oh yeah....forgot about that."

The two men went into the bathroom and washed up. Angelus opened the bedroom door and stopped. A gentle smile crossing his face. Willow was asleep. She must have been tired after the flight and the events of the past week. He looked at Spike and felt a shot of anger shoot through him. He didn't like how Spike was looking at Willow. He slowly made his way to the bed, calming himself as he went.

Spike was amazed at the sight that was before him. She was truly beautiful. She was laying on the bed with a cover around her feet. Her hair spread out on the pillow. He watched the gentle motion of her chest as she breathed in her sleep. She was a living goddess....and she was Angelus's. Lucky bastard. He noticed Angelus looking at him with a flash of anger in his eyes. "You're a lucky man." he said, acknowledging his sire's claim on the girl.

Angelus suddenly smiled. Spike wasn't going to challenge him. Good, now they could have fun. "I know. Isn't she enchanting?" He sat at the head of the bed beside her pillow. She was in a deep sleep, oblivious to all that was going on around her. She was dreaming that she was floating and four hands were running themselves over her body....

Angelus motioned for Spike to sit. "She'll sleep. She's worn out. It's been an interesting few days."

Spike sat, drinking in the sight of Willow. Her slim body, her small breasts, her graceful neck....he felt his cock harden. "It was her....not the slayer?" he asked.

Angelus smiled. "Yes. Even soulboy had to admit he loved her." He ran his hand lightly over her face. "The slayer told him that Willow and the wolf had broken up. He got to Sunnydale as fast as he could. Lucky for me, the damn curse didn't last. I got her to LA before I told her." "She stayed with you knowing you weren't Poof?"

"Yeah....seems little Miss Innocent isn't that innocent. She wanted me. She said Angel always belonged to Buffy that I was hers."

"Wow." Spike said, looking at the girl with new respect. He almost pitied her. She probably had no idea what she was getting into. He hoped that Angelus would stay around this time. He had a terrible habit of leaving.

Angelus had had enough chatting. "Spike, you should see her face when she cums. Her eyes sparkle...she makes these little moans deep in her throat...." he ran a hand over her breasts, kneading one. "You can touch her." he allowed.

Spike smiled. He was getting more excited as his sire spoke. He ran his hand over her leg, enjoying the warmth of her body. "Were you her first?"

Angelus's eyes darkened. "No. But I will be the last."

Spike nodded. He knew that he could enjoy this, but he must remember not to become too involved. He wanted her. He realized that he would do just about anything that Angelus asked if it meant he could sink himself deep into her warmth...hear her cry out his name....he had to taste her.

Angelus watched his childe. He saw the desire and hunger burning there. Spike was hard and ready. He noticed Willow starting to wake up. Good, he was ready to play.

Willow slowly started to wake up. She heard voices. She smiled in her sleep as she recognized Angelus....her lover. She tried to place the other. She felt a hand suddenly touch her through her panties. Her eyes flew open. She looked into amused blue eyes. Spike.

" 'ello Mother," he said grinning wickedly as his finger entered her core.
 

~Part: 4~ Breathless

Willow fought to smile in return. Instead she looked at Angelus loftily. "You should teach your children manners."

He looked at his mate laying on the bed, Spike caressing her, and smiled. "My children? Hell, you can have him."

Spike looked at his sire then at Willow. He tried to look pitiful. "See? That's what I had to deal with for so long. No one wants me."

She rolled her eyes, trying to ignore the feelings that his caress was bringing about. She didn't want to seem too easy. (Good one Willow. He's laying on top of you with three fingers up you and your lover is standing by watching. No idea why he might think you're easy...Oh Goddess, he is good with his hands....)

Angelus saw the look of desire in her eyes. He knew that this would be hard for her. He decided to make it as easy as possible, this time.

He looked at Spike. "Doesn't she smell terrific? I can recognize her scent from the next room."

Spike leaned over and smelled. "Fantastic" he agreed. He wanted her. To get her, he would have to play whatever game Angelus had dreamed up.

Angelus moved toward Spike and kissed him. Their tongues met in a battle for domination. Willow watched amazed at the sight. She had often dreamed of it, but reality was much better. She felt Spike thrust deeper. Much much better.....

Angelus moved away from Spike, smiling at the younger man. "Taste her." he offered.

Spike didn't need a second invitation. His mouth replaced his hand. She was delicious. All sweetness, innocence and warmth. He felt her start to move against his face. He pushed his finger back into her. He heard her climax, moaning for more.

Angelus undressed. He moved Spike out of the way and entered Willow deeply. She wrapped her legs around him, pushing up to meet his thrusts. Her eyes were wide with desire and lust. He saw her watching as Spike undressed. When his cock sprang free, she unconsciously licked her lips.

"Spike, my boy, meet Willow." Angelus said smirking as she smiled around a moan.

"Willow....it's a pleasure." Spike said, waiting to move until Angelus gave him permission.

Willow tried to speak but couldn't. She was breathless. Instead she just nodded.

"Do you like your new mother?" Angelus asked, keeping his rhythm deep but slow. He didn't want Willow to cum so soon.

"Oh yeah..." Spike said, his cock throbbing. He'd like her even more underneath him, screaming his name and begging for release. His eyes watched, his body waiting.

"Willow....would you like to taste him?" Angelus asked, reaching up and caressing her breast.

"Yes."

He twisted her nippled. She groaned at the pain and pleasure he was causing. "Yes what?" he asked silkily.

"Yes please." Willow hated the tremble in her voice. She wanted to taste Spike so much that she was begging. She was almost ashamed, but quickly forgot the feeling as Spike started toward her, holding that beautiful cock in his strong hand.

"Spike....you heard your mother. Let her taste you."

Spike knew why Angelus kept calling Willow his mother instead of referring to her by name. It was a subtle reminder to him that she was not his mate, but his sire's. Spike didn't care. If Angelus was willing to share, he would call her whatever he was told. "Yes, Daddy." he said, smirking at his sire.

Angelus rolled his eyes. Insolent bastard. He watched as Willow licked her lips, and moved her head forward, eager to taste Spike.

Spike thought he would explode as soon as he felt Willow's warm mouth on his cock. Her tongue ran up and down his length, savoring his taste. He fought for the control not to push in deeper. He had to remember that she had to breathe.

Willow was in heaven. It was as simple as that. She knew that she could never go back to Sunnydale. She could never face her old friends and let them see her true self. She was a big old hussy. She couldn't believe it. She was fucking two guys. Not even two guys. Two vampires. Two sexy, dangerous, seductive vampires. And she loved it. She loved feeling Angelus deep in her womb. She loved the taste of Spike in her mouth. Her eyes looked up from Spike's cock and saw his eyes half closed, his hand gripping the headboard of the bed tightly. The muscles in his neck were clenched. She felt so powerful. She had him fully under her control. Her. Shy little Willow. She almost laughed at that. She wanted to make him cum. She had to taste him.

Angelus watched the two with a smile. Spike was putty in her hands. He was pretty sure that if they'd been alone, Spike would have been begging by now. He felt his own lust flare and he began to concentrate on pleasuring Willow. He wanted to be the one who made her cum.

Willow felt Angelus shift. Soon, he was pounding into her. She let go of Spike several times trying to catch her breath. She felt his hand on her head, those long graceful fingers running through her hair. She began to lick and suck more quickly. She felt him flood her mouth. Heard him groan her name. Her name. She had made him cum. This knowledge paired with Angelus's actions made her lose control. She came loudly, screaming Angelus's name. He waited until she was coming down before rubbing her clit with his thumb, rebuilding her pleasure. When she was on the brink again, he flooded her with his own release. She came with him, digging her fingernails into his back.

Spike had kissed Willow, cleaning his juices from her face and neck. When he heard her cum, he nipped at her neck. When she and Angelus both came, he bit down into her breast, sucking gently. He was hard again.

Angelus fell beside Willow, kissing her face. He saw blood on her breast and the bite mark. Anger course through him. No one was allowed to bite his Willow. She was his. He looked at Spike through narrow eyes. His boy needed to learn his place in the family. He smiled against Willow's stomach. Soon.....he promised silently.

Willow wondered what Angelus was planning. She had seen the way he looked at her bite. She hated to admit it, but she had enjoyed that. Spike had made it seem very erotic. She kissed her mate suddenly, trying to make him forget the bite. She didn't want anything to ruin this.

Angelus hadn't forgotten, but he decided to ignore it for now. Spike was just excited and had gotten carried away. If it happened again, he'd stake him himself.

"Spike....fuck her." he commanded. He saw Willow smile with pleasure. He couldn't believe that she was so wanton. So curious. He was a lucky bastard. He was glad that the damn curse hadn't worked. He knew that soulboy would have cherished her, but she didn't need cherished. She was too wild for that. She needed this. She needed him. He had a feeling things would always be this great. He looked at Spike as he positioned himself between her legs. He had to smile. Poor boy. Been too long. He had almost a hundred years to make up for. He owed Spike that. He owed himself that. He listened to Willow gasp as Spike sunk into her. He owed Willow that. She had given up her friends, her life for him. For this. He did love her. He didn't know why, but she even pleased his demon. She was truly his equal. He moved to her and caught her moan in his mouth. He wanted to be with her when she came.

Willow felt a million waves of pleasure run though her body. She was meeting Spike thrust for thrust. He wasn't as wild, as forceful as Angelus. She was surprised at that. She had figured he would be. He was going slow, deep, it was agony. She met Angelus in a kiss. She felt his hand move down her stomach until his thumb ran over her clit. She gasped as he began to rub her. Spike noticed that she was close and began to speed up.

Spike looked at her face, pleasure shining through. He noticed Angelus trailing his tongue over her bite. His bite. He couldn't believe he had lost control and bitten her. He had been shocked that Angelus hadn't ripped into him. Maybe she was a good influence on his sire. He felt his cock  tighten.

Willow came moaning Spike's name. She felt him flood her. His release mixing with that of Angelus. (I really need a shower) She lay back on the bed exhausted.

Angelus looked at his childe and smiled. Spike returned the smile, looking at Willow. "Welcome home Dad. Mom." He said grinning as he fell over onto Willow. She started to giggle.

"Why are you both calling me mom?" she asked, moving him off of her.

"You're my mate. I chose you. Thus, you're are the mother of all of my children."

"Wow....and I didn't even have to go through labor." she said, smiling at him.

She felt Spike's mouth on her breast. She looked down into his blue eyes. Angelus pulled her head into his chest, cradling her close to him. She sighed, enjoying their touch. She was finally home.
 

~Part: 5~ Heavenly

Willow looked at the note in her hand. She felt Angelus come up behind her.

"What is it?" he asked, moving to massage her shoulders. He could feel the tension and stress in her.

Spike looked up and moved to kneel in front of her. He placed his chin on her knee and looked into her troubled eyes. "Pet?"

"This is from Giles."

"Bloody hell, I knew you shouldn't have contacted him."

"Spike. We went over that. If I hadn't they might have tried to find me. They have no idea about Angelus. Besides, I told him over six months ago. This is the first time he's written."

"What is it?" Angelus repeated his earlier question softly. They had been together for nine months. Nine happy months. Spike had remained with them, all three growing close. Angelus still had to discipline his childe, but more out of fun than necessity. Willow loved being with them both. It was a thrill to walk into a club with the two handsome men on her arms. She loved the stares of envy. She loved Angelus with all her heart and cared very deeply for Spike. He still loved to call her mother though. She tolerated it, but he knew she hated it. She tried not to let it affect her in hopes he'd stop, but it never worked. She had grown used to it now. Though, out in public, it could be a bit embarrassing.

"What does he want?"

"They need our help. Seems there is a prophecy.."

"Another one?" Spike said in disgust. He didn't want to lose them now that he had them. He was very comfortable now. Unlife was swell. Now, the damn watcher and slayer would fuck it all up. He should have killed them last time he was in Sunnyhell.

"Yeah. Seems some new evil will rise and try to take over. They need the extra help. He says that it is him, Buffy, Xander, Oz, Cordelia, and two people named Tessa and Chip."

"Chip?" Spike snorted loudly. "Must be the slayer's. Who would name their son after a snack food?"

"Spike, I'd say you don't have a lot of room to talk." Willow said, smiling softly. He was trying to make her forget her decision.

"Hey. Spike's a good name. A manly name."

"What-ever. Willow, do you want to help?"

"I don't know. I know that it took a lot for him to write and ask us BOTH to come. It must be very serious. I think I'd regret it if I didn't." she said softly. "If I do, I'm going to be honest. I am not making you live a lie. I love Angelus, not Angel. They need to know that. They might not want our help when they find out, but I think we should try.."

Spike saw Angelus nod in agreement. For Willow, he'd go back and face his enemies. He'd even try not to kill them, for Willow.

"Just bloody great. You two come over here and disrupt my life...make me realize how much fun it could be and then leave. Run back to the slutty little slayer. See if I care." Spike said, turning in disgust.

He felt a hand on his shoulder. His body automatically reacting to her touch.

"Spike." She scolded softly, "How could I go back without my favorite son? I love you, you idiot. They can accept it or face the evil alone. I don't really care. We all go, or none of us go" she said firmly. The hurt look in Spike's eyes disappeared.

He looked at her and smiled, "Really?" he said hopefully.

"Besides, who'd keep Angelus in line?"

"Hey now....I can be good. Red, don't encourage the boy." Angelus said, grumbling good naturedly.

Willow mouthed to Spike "Yeah right. I need you."

Spike started to laugh. He pulled Willow into his arms. "Thanks Mom. Nice to know I'm not forgotten." He looked at Angelus. With a twinkle of amusement in his eyes, he said "So, old man, are we there yet?"

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