DISCLAIMER: I do not own Buffy, Angel, Willow, Giles, Faith, or any of the characters portrayed here, nope ..They are the property of The WB, Fox Studios, possibly the UPN, Joss and many others I don't know. I own the plot thought.
Rating: R .. at least,.....
Pairing: Willow/Angel/Spike
Location: My website,- Tarnished Halo- www.angelfire.com/tv/NocturnalWillow/index.html
Author's notes: My version of the My Will Be Done Spell.. There might be a sequel to this, I am still not sure...It starts to sad, but it gets better, really....
Inspiration Challenge #49: A romance fic for Valentine's Day, mixed pairing (male/female/male, male/female/female)
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Willow still couldn't believe she was alone again. Can't even de-rat Amy, no wonder Oz left, she said to herself. If only I could have a love that lasts forever, a man that won't die, won't stray and can control his inner demon and still love me. I mean, look at Buffy, Angel loved her. I just wish his soul would stay put, and why doesn't Spike like me? Maybe he should have bit me. With that thought Willow's fist slammed into the glass mirror. She cried as her knuckles bled into the carpet.
Across town, Spike was in his crypt. He was rambling on about how he wanted to kill someone or something. He hated the isolation he felt at times, alienated form his kindred and singled out by the scoobies gang, Red being the exception. He knew she was alone this Valentines Day. The wolf had left her, fool that he was. Spike headed over to see her. Then he wouldn't be alone anymore. Perhaps, if he was lucky he might try to seduce her. He could smell and sense the loneliness she radiated. Plus, he figured, that way he could make her scream without setting off his implant.
In LA, Angel gasped. Above him a cloud hovered, some sort of lightening hit him. He felt what he could only describe as a heartbeat. His eyes turned purple and it all stopped. He grabbed his coat, his keys and went to Sunnydale, like a man possessed. Angel didn't know what he would say to her, he didn't care. All he knew was the person that he felt connected to was hurting. The pain only echoed and amplified his own. He should always feel the isolation, the disassociate feeling, but not her. She grounded him in ways he was only beginning to realize. He wasn't even aware for the speed he was going. All that mattered was getting to her.
Spike could smell the incense she was burning. He knocked on her door. He noted the redness in her eyes. He pulled her close to him. She didn't say a word as he kissed her. Her arms wrapped themselves around his neck. He noticed the darkness in her eyes, Red was definitely feeling the seduction of the black arts. He growled when he felt her nails under his skin. He broke off the kiss. He could still see her blackened eyes. Her tears dried on her skin, her erratic breathing. She was the most beautiful creature on the planet.
It was like that he found them. Both vampires let their true face out. Each threatened the other. Willow just looked on. Amazed that these two powerful vampires were arguing over her. She walked in between them. She reached out to touch their faces, as if to make sure they are real. Both vampires purr for her. Angel pulls the red-haired girl to him, his mouth crushing hers. She feels the other vampire behind her, his lips kissing her neck, caressing her flesh. She locks a hand in each of their hair, not wanting the feelings they were creating to end. No words were spoken as Angel released Willow. Spike then pulled her back to him. Willow moaned as Angel's hands were touching her, reminding her of little shocks of electricity as he touched her. She moaned. She kissed Spike deeply. She let her fingers reach behind her, to explore the contours of the older vampire's body.
Angel groaned as he felt her fingers touching him. He pressed himself again Willow, who then pressed further into Spike. Soon they landed on the bed. No words were said as hands removed clothes. Willow moaned as the vampires kissed and nibbled her all over. She kept touching them, concentrating on their presence. Willow gasped as she felt a vampire's fingers dance around her sweet spot. She writhed and moaned, as all she became aware of were lips, fingers and fangs. The dark haired vampire watched as his child's fingers brought their witch to a dizzying climax. He looked at her dark eyes, her skin flushed, the color of a healing bruise. Neither vampire was sure what would happen, but the red head turned to the blonde vampire and began kissing his chest.
Spike purred when the witch's mouth wrapped around his cock. Angel found himself growing harder just watching her please his child. Angel began to run his fingers up and down her spine, making her whimper. He closed his eyes, reveling her proximity to him and the soothing sound of her heart beating. When he opened his eyes, he was looking into her blacked eyes. Her skin was flushed and she was passion redefined. His mouth crushed hers as she entwined her fingers in his hair. He felt himself falling backwards onto the bed, his witch on top of him. Her warm center so close to him. He saw her lick her lips and arch her hips up.
He purred as his cock slid into her, loving the feeling that she brought. She gasped as he filled her. She leaned back into the touch of her other vampire. She moved her hips as the blond vampire hands roamed her body, making her eyes changing hues of black and purple. The dark haired vampire nodded at his child and both vampires' fingers found her other entrance. They worked together preparing her, since neither wanted to cause her pain. The witch groaned as her vampires worked her into a wondrous climax.
The blond vampire took his cue and gently slid himself in her. She felt his cool lips kissing her neck while the dark vampire stroked her clit, making her shiver. The vampires moved slowly in and out of their witch. Willow felt herself ready to climax. She couldn't stop touching either vampire, whether it be Angel's chest or reaching around to feel Spike. She needed them now, just as her body needed oxygen. She gasped as they touched her and she felt both vampires climax. She remembered that her body didn't want to move. The vampires carefully positioned her between them. She felt so confused but so contented. She whispered. "You came."
"You won't be alone anymore." Angel said, touching her hair.
"You are ours now, Willow. Let us claim you."
"I belong to you, both of you." She said as her eyes changed back to their normal shade.
"You belong to us." Angel said.
"As we belong to you." Spike said. Both vampires let their game faces out and bit her. Willow gasped, as it didn't hurt. She felt two wrists against her mouth. Two wet wrists, she drank from them as they drank from her. All became right in her world. Now she knew she would never be alone.
The End