Title: Nervous
Author: Nightbird
Email: nightbird@watertek.freeserve.co.uk
Distribution: SHL, FoF, Fire & Ice, anyone with my fic otherwise ask.
Disclaimer: BtVS belongs to Joss, Fox and Yako,Wacko and their sister Dot.(Aka WB)
Couple: W/S
Rating: Oooh, R.
Notes: Follows Hypnotic. The game Nervous is one me & my mates and our BF's would play during the summer, never got as far as the fic though. We'd all chicken out at about knee level.*g*
Summary: Spike gets his revenge!
Dedication: Stryx, Soul,Gunbunny, Megan and Omega H - my lovely & evil siblings!
Kinsey - who wanted more.
Molly - who convinced me to do another one. Chem. studying be damned!
Joe & Dan - for their comments! *eg*

Willow shifted uncomfortably, the night was hot and even though her window was open, her sheets were still too warm for her liking. Pushing them to one side she rolled over and banged her pillow into a new shape in the interest of making it more comfy. A cool breeze blew though the window,gently caressing her face as it passed. Slowly she dropped off to sleep content in the knowledge that Spike had yet to try and get revenge for the lollypop stunt she'd pulled.

A muffled thump echoed though the room and Spike swore quietly from his perch just outside the window. Bloody picture frame. Watching Willow's sleeping form carefully, Spike slowly slipped though the open window. Tonight he decided revenge would be his.

The first thing that gave Willow an idea that something or someone was in her room was the cool fingers that were slowly stroking her instep. Faking continued sleep Willow slowly opened her eyes until she could see though her lashes. A not so muffled squeak escaped when she realised exactly who was at the bottom of her bed.

"Spike."

Spike smirked, he'd known exactly when she had woken up. Sliding his hands further up her calves he paused and regarded her with a look that made a sudden warmth to start growing in her stomach,

"Hello Pet, I've come for my revenge."

Willow shivered, the silky tone in his voice hid something that she couldn't quite put her finger on but what ever it was she liked it.

"We're gonna play a little game, it's called Nervous, I'll think you'll like it. You can't move your arms or legs to stop me. I'll ask you if you're Nervous, either say no or shake your head if you aren't, Say yes or nod if you are. Got that pet?"

Willow nodded, thanking her lucky stars and anything else that Buffy had gone to Riley's for the night.

Slowly Spike started to move his hands up her legs towards the knee, pausing only to gently rub the pale flesh,

"Are you nervous, pet?"

Willow stiffened, shaking her head. Spike grinned and carried on up her leg,each finger tracing an invisible pattern that weaved it's way up under the edge of her night dress and stopped just short of her underwear. Spike paused and she whimpered as his hands withdrew,

"Are you nervous?"

"No."

"Good."

Grinning slightly, Spike panther crawled his way closer up the bed so he was sitting by her side. Willow squeaked as cool fingers ran along her ribs, just skirting her breasts and continuing up along her throat.

"Nervous?"

Willow keened in reply as his fingers danced along her collar bone and dipped under her nightshirt,

"Is that a yes?"

Willow shook her head as his hands slowly moved down towards her waist, rucking her nightshirt up as they went. When they reached the edge of her panties he froze and Willow looked up,

"What's wrong? why have you stopped?"

"Sorry pet, but we're about to have company. I guess my revenge will have to wait till later."

Bending down Spike ravaged her mouth with his own before hoisting himself off the bed.

"Don't ever think this is over."

With those words, he was out the window leaving Willow as a quivering heap on her bed. The door burst open and Willow screech, grabbing at the covers as Buffy stumbled in, her face a mess of tears and bleeding scratches. Bolting up Willow shut the door and grabbed Buffy's arm leading her to her bed.

"What's wrong??"

Buffy gasped,

"Angel..us, he's back."