She sat on a bus, watching the scenery go by. She saw the sign that said, “Now Leaving Sunnydale.” Half of her wanted to go, and half of her wanted to stay. Here is was the first three day weekend of the new school year, and she had to go to her grandmothers. It was not that she didn’t want to go. Her cousin Jana was visiting from college, and she hadn’t seen her in several years. So her mom had suggested she go to San Franciso.

Willow had hoped to spend some time with Buffy this weekend, things between them were still a little weird, but slowly getting back to normal. Then there was Oz, they had gotten so close lately. She was considering moving there relationship to the next level. Which scared her quite a bit. She thought, ‘Look what happen to Buffy her first time.’ Sure Oz wasn’t a vampire but he was a werewolf and that did make things a little weird. But with Buffy gone she didn’t have anyone to talk about it with. Since Buffy’s return they had talked it over a little bit. Buffy had been amazed when Willow had brought it up. “My sweet innocence Willow is contemplating on doing the deed.”, she had said. “It seems like only yesterday you were wanting smooches. Now your wanting....”, the Slayer’s voice fell off and she raised her eyebrows. She had missed Buffy so much, she was so glad to have her best friend back.

“Oh well.”, Willow said quietly to herself. 'I guess “it” will have to wait.' she thought and returned her eyes to the tree passing by the window.

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Several hours later she arrived in San Franciso. Jana was waiting for her when she got off the bus.

“Hey cuz!”, then brunette greeted her.

Willow walked up and the two girls hugged. “Its been a long time.”, Willow said.

“Way to long.”, Jana said taking one of Willow’s bags. “Come on lets get to Grams’ I wanna here about everything that going on in our live.”

With that the two girl made there way to the parking lot.

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Once they arrived at their Grandmother’s house, they took Willow’s bags up to the room the girls would share. Grams had made them a snack and they had taken it up to the room and laid across the to twin beds and started chatting.

“Wow, this is just like old times.” Willow said as she nibbled on a chocolate chip cookie.

“I know I miss our old weekends here.”, Jana added.

Ever since the two girls were very young they had spent almost every three day weekend together at there grandmother’s. Jana’s family lived about four hours north of San Franciso, so the girls’ parents would bring them to their grandmothers, so they could see each other more often. But as they got older their trips to San Franciso became less frequent. And the two cousins hadn’t seen each other is almost two years.

“So what happening in good old Sunnydale?”, Jana asked.

“Oh nothing much.”, Willow replied, but thought

“So did you and Xander ever make that love connection you were always hoping for?”, the dark headed girl asked.

“No.”, Willow replied with a snicker. “He is just my friend. Just like he will always be. He is dating Cordelia now.”

“Cordelia!! The we hate Cordelia Club, Cordelia?”, Jana asked.

“Yeah I know. It took me awhile to get used to, but Cordy has changed alot. She is know one of my closest friends.”

“That is too weird for words. In one of your letters you mentioned someone named Buffy. Do you still hand out with her?”

“Yes. Buffy is my best friend. She is the greatest. I missed her alot this summer.”

“Why where did she go? Family vacation?”, Jana asked.

“No, she kinda ran away.”, Willow answered.

“Why?”

“It is a long story.”, the red head offered. She tried to think of the best way to explain it without mentioning the whole Slayer thing. “Her boyfriend died and she took it pretty hard, and she left Sunnydale for awhile. Too many memories I guess.” Well that is basically what happened she thought.

“How did he die?”

“That is an even longer story.”, Willow said with a sad face.

“I get the picture, not a good topic.”, she replied. “So any guys in your life?”

With that Willow’s face lit up, it always did when she thought about Oz. “Well actually yeah. Oz.”, as she said his name she let out a happy sigh.

“Oz? As in Wizard of?”, her cousin teased.

“Yes Oz. Oh Jana, he is wonderful.”

“Details girl! Details!”, Jana prodded.

“Well lets see. He is about my height. Has red hair...well most of the time anyway....it changes alot. He plays guitar in a band.”, Willow said with a big grin on her face.

“Really. So anything else about the two of you that you wanna share?”, Jana hinted.

“Like what?”, Willow returned playing dumb.

“Come on Will, you know what I am talking about. Now spill.”

“The answer is no. Not yet. I have been thinking about it though.”, she said biting on her lower lip.

“Do you love him?”, Jana asked.

“Yeah I guess.”

“You guess. Either you do or you don’t.”

“I do.”

“Then go for it!!”

“I don’t know. It is all kinda complicated.”

“What is so complicated. He’s a guy, your a girl, it will all work out. Just promise me you’ll be safe.”

“Don’t worry that is a non issue. I am safety girl. It is just, I am kinda scared.”, Willow said. “It is a big step.”

“I know Will.”, she said. “Hey wanna go out tonight? I heard about a great club downtown, it sounded pretty fun.”

“Sure, why not.”

“Good lets get you unpacked and get ready to go.”

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Later that night the two girls were walking up one of the many hills in San Franciso. It was almost 1:00 and they were making their way back to the car. As they walked past an alley Willow heard a noise. She stopped and stepped back and looked down the dark alley. A weird feeling came over her.

“What’s the matter Will?”, her cousin asked.

“I thought I heard something.”, the red head answered.

“It was probably just a cat or something. Come on.”

“Just a second. I wanna check it out.”, Willow said as she started toward the alley.

“Willow its late you don’t need to be checking out dark allies.”

“Don’t worry.”, Willow insisted. She started down the alley, part of her mind scream how stupid this was, but she felt she had to check it out. She felt the inside pockets of her jacket, for her stake and cross she always kept with her, she hoped she wouldn’t need them. She reached the back of the alley when a cat jumped out of one of the trash cans. She jumped, then let out a deep sigh. She shouted out, “It was only a cat!!” Then spun around. She was looking straight into someone’s chest. Slowly her eyes rose up and she felt herself grow pale as she looked into a pair of gray eyes.

“Well hello luv.”

Willow gasped as she looked into Spike’s eyes, as she took a step back.

“I must be the luckiest son-of-a-bitch to run into one of the Slayer’s little pals here in an alley in San Franciso.”, he smiled at her with an evil grin.

“Hey Willow!!”, Jana yelled. She took a few steps into the alley an realized Willow wasn’t alone. She started down the alley.

Spike grabbed Willow by the arm. Willow sheiked. She screamed over Spike’s shoulder. “Jana run!! Go now get help!!”, she knew that right know the only one her could help her now was in Sunnydale, but she wanted to get her cousin out of there. Jana turned araound and ran out of the alley. She looked and saw a cop two blocks up the street and took of running toward him.

Spike put his hand over Willow’s mouth to keep her from screaming again. He quickly drug her over to a door that led in to one of the two buildings that made the alley. He took her up a flights of stairs and out a door into another alley. Then into another door, and up another flight of stairs.

Jana and the policeman reached the alley where she had left Willow. The cop took out his flashlight and shined it down the alley and it was empty.

Spike continued to drag Willow through at least 4 more buildings. Then he took her up three flights of stairs. He made his way down the hallway with her, and stopped in front of a door. He turned Willow araound and looked down at her, his hand still over her mouth.

“I am going to take my hand off if you scream I will snap you neck in ten seconds flat. Understood?”, he asked the frightened red head. She shook her head and he removed his hand. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys and unlocked the door in front of them. He opened the door and pushed Willow inside. He followed her in and closed the door behind him and locked it.

Willow looked around the apartment. There wasn’t much to see. It was one big room, on one side a couch and a TV, in the corner a good impression of a kitchen, though she doubted Spike did much cooking, and on the other side of the room was a double bed. There was a open door next to the bed that led to the bathroom. Thick blankets covered the to windows and the room.

“Go over and sit down.”, Spike told her and pointed toward the couch.

“What are you going to do with me?”, Willow asked hesitently.

“To be honest luv, I don’t really know.”, he told her. He threw his jacket on the bed and made his way to the refridgator. He opened the door and pulled out a beer. He looked over to Willow, she sat on the couch looking very scared. “Would you care for a beer pet?” She looked at him with a confused look on her face. He grabbed another beer and made his way over to the couch. The tall blonde handed her a beer and then sat down next to her. He reached forward to the coffee table and picked up the remote control. Spike leaned back on the couch kicked his boots up on the coffee table, opened his beer and turned on the TV. Willow sat there next to him clutching the beer he had given her, not knowing what she should do. Spike flipped through the channels, stopped for a few seconds when something would peak his interest. He stopped on Xena and sat the remote on the arm of the couch.

“You know they bloody well pissed me off with the season finale. I mean I am all for death and destruction, but they killed of both Callisto and Gabrielle. They were the best part of the show.”, he said and then turned and looked at Willow. She was just staring at him. “Aren’t you going to drink your beer?”, he asked.

“Umm...Are you going to kill me or what?”, Willow asked nervousily.

“Well I wasn’t planning on it anytime soon luv. But if you really want me to?”, he returned as he pulled a pack of cigarette out of his shirt pocket. “Do you mind?”, he asked holding up the cigarettes. Willow shook her head.

“So your not going to kill me then? I hate to ask but how come?”

“Well quite frankly I could use the company. I’ve been kinda lonely since Dru left, thought it would be nice to have someone to talk to. So you can relax Willow. I won’t hurt you, for now anyway.”

“How do you know my name?”, she asked him.

“Well you know mine don’t you.”

“Yes, but...”

“Angelus. He told us everything about all of you. Where you live, what you all do for fun. That you sleep in a long baseball t-shirt.”, he said, smiling with the last part.

Willow’s face flushed a little. “Oh.”, she replied. She fidgetted a bit. Spike still staring at her. “Can I use the bathroom?”, she finally asked.

“Sure.”, Spike said as he stood up. “As long as you promise on funny business.”

“I promise.”, Willow assured him and stood up herself.

“Here gimme you coat I will hang it up.”, Spike told the girl.

Willow slid her jacket off and handed it to the tall vampire. Then made her way to the bathroom. Spike walked toward the door with her jacket. He patted pockets and felt the stake and the cross. He shook the jacket upside down and both objects fell out. He unlocked the door and opened it, then kick the stake and cross into the hallway. He closed the door and locked it back. Spike then hung her jacket on the hook on the back of the door. He walked back over to the couch and sat back down.

Willow came out of the bathroom and walked into the middle of the room, looking unsure of what to do next. Spike looked up at her and patted his hand on the couch next to him. She hesitated.

“I don’t bite. Oh wait I do bite.....Okay then I won’t bite......Scout’s honor.”, he finis hed and made the boyscout sign with his fingers.

Willow felt her self start to chuckle as she pictured Spike is a Boy Scout’s uniform. The little shorts and the kercheif.

“What is so funny?”, he asked.

“Nothing, I was just picturing you in a Boy Scouts uniform.”

Spiked laughed himself. “Now that is a stretch luv. But if you are in to playing dress up I could be a Boy Scout, but only if you are the Den Mother and have to punish me.”, he say with a self-satisfying grim on his face.

Willow’s face became flushed. The picture of her spanking Spike popped into her head. She got this tingly feeling all over her body and felt her face get redder. She went over and sat down on the far end of the couch and tried not to make eye contact with Spike.

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Jana had went to the Police Station and given them a statement. She then went back to her grandma’s house hoping Willow would be there. But she wasn’t there. She was trying to decide weather of not to call Willow’s parents tonight or wait until morning, when she heard ringing. It was coming from Willow’s back pack. Jana opened the pack and pulled of a cell phone. She opened it and said, “Hello?”

“Will?”, a female voice asked on the other end.

“No this is Jana, Willow’s cousin.”

“Is Willow there?”

“Um...no.”, she said is a tremballing voice.

“What’s wrong?”, the girls voice asked.

“Who is this?”, Jana asked.

“Oh I’m sorry this is Willow’s friend Buffy. Is Willow alright? Is something wrong?”, Buffy asked.

Jana preceeded to tell Buffy what had happened. And started to cry as she did.

“What did the man look like?”, Buffy asked.

“Tall, kinda thin with bleach blonde hair.”, she answered and heard Buffy gasp slightly.

“I will be there in about three hours, four tops stay there incase Willow calls.”, Buffy told her and hung up the phone.

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Willow sat on the couch next to Spike. He was yelling at the TV.

“You bloody imbecile!!”, he turned to Willow. “They should have killed Joxer instead of Callisto, he is more moronic then you friend Xander.”

“Xander is not a moron!”, Willow said defending her friend. Spike gave her a disbelieving glare. “Okay, sometimes is does seem a few fries short of a Happy Meal, but he is not as inept as Joxer!”

Spike sighed and turned and looked at the unopened beer on the coffee table. “Not thirsty luv?”, he asked her nodding toward the bottle.

Willow looked at the bottle, then back at Spike and to her surprise he was smiling at her. It wasn’t that evil leering smile he normally wore. It was a soft sexy type of smile. ‘Shit!!’, she thought as she looked down at her lap, ‘did I just think Spike was sexy?’ She looked at him again. ‘Yes’, she thought, ‘when he isn’t trying to kill you he is incredibly sexy.’

“Willow?”, Spike said trying to get her attention.

“Huh?”, she sighed as she shook her head trying to get rid of her previous thoughts.

“Are you going to drink your beer? It is going to get warm and American beer is awful warm.”, he told her.

Willow reached out and took the beer bottle off the table. She tried to twist the cap off, and winced slightly in pain. Spike reached out the took the bottle from her and quickly removed the lid and handed it back.

“Thanks.”, Willow said with a small smile, and them took a nervous sip of the beer.

“So Willow, I understand you have been studying witchcraft. That you even tried to re-curse Angel.”, Spike said.

“Yes I did, but I guess it didn’t work.”

“Too bloody bad.”

Willow gave Spike a surprising look. “Why?”

“Because if it had worked, then the Slayer wouldn’t have killed him, and Dru wouldn’t have been so bloody pissed at me, and left.”, he explained as he leaned back against the couch. “I don’t think she will ever forgive me.”

Willow could see the hurt look in is eyes. ‘He really loved her? Wow, I didn’t think it was possible for a vampire to love. But I can see it in his eyes.’, she thought. She reached up and lightly touched his cheek. It was smooth and cold. He looked up into her eyes as she did it. Then he raised his hand and placed it over her holding it there. They just stared at each other for a few seconds and then Willow slowly pulled her hand away, and took another drink of her beer.

Spike turned his attention back to the TV. “Well, Xena is over. All I can say it that the better bring Gabrielle back or I will stop watching all together. Or they could have Hope come back, I liked Hope. She was like sweet Gabrielle gone bad. You remind me of Gabrielle. The sweet innocence girl, helping her friend the warrior. But anyway they better bring her back. She and Ares would make a good match, but that is just my opinion. What do you think?” He said looking back at Willow.

She was in the middle of taking another drink when he turned around. She looked at his eyes again and drained the rest of her beer. ‘God I need to stop having these thoughts!’ , she thought. “Umm...What?”, she asked nervously.

“Never mind.”, Spike turns off the TV. “I am tried of watching TV already, how about some music?” He stands up and walks toward the fridge. “Why don’t you put on a CD while I get us each another beer.”

Willow got up and went over to the CD player. It held seven disc and each slot was full. She noticed the program icon flashing. She push the program button then play. She wanted to see which songs Spike had programmed.

She walked back over to couch and sat down. The loud sound of organs and a howling wolf came from the stereo, followed by foot steps. Which matched Spike’s steps as he walked back across the room. The music turned faster. Spike took the lid from her beer and handed it to her. Willow took a drink and her shoulders began to move to the music a little. Spike took his seat next to her. He took out another cigarette and lit it.

In sleep he sang to me
In dreams he came
That voice which calls to me
And speaks my name

Willow looked at Spike as he took a drag off his cigarette. The way his cheeks sucked in slightly and made his cheekbones even more defined. She took another big drink of her beer.

And do I dream again
For now I find
The Phantom of the opera is there
Inside my mind.

Spike looked back over toward Willow. “So you are dating that little red headed chap right?”

Willow was surprised by the question. “Yes.”, she answered.

“Good. I am glad to hear you are finally over that idiot friend of yours. Opps sorry I forgot, you don’t think he is an idiot. But he is, for not noticing what was right in front of him. Blind bastard.”, Spike finished and took a swig of his beer.

“What do you mean? And how did you know about my crush on Xander?”

“I told you Angelus told us all about you all.”

“Oh.”, she took another drink of her beer. She could feel her head start to spin just a bit. She wasn’t a big drinker and she downed the last beer rather quickly and it was starting to affect her. Willow looked back at Spike. ‘Spike...he he.... I am getting drunk with Spike...he he.’ She started to giggle.

“What is so funny pet?”, he asked as he looked at the amused red head.

“I just remembered...he he .... my uncle had a dog named Spike... he he .... he was English too .... the dog not my uncle.”

“Luv you are getting smashed.”, he said with a wicked grin.

“Am not!”, Willow told him as she took another big drink of her beer.

“Are too!”

“Am not! If I were smashed could I do this?”, she stuck her tongue out of her mouth and touched the tip of her nose with it.

Spike’s eye widened a bit a his young captive’s talent. ‘Oh that could be very useful.’, he thought. “That is quite impressive pet.”, he told her with a snicker.

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Buffy sat on a bus headed for San Franciso. Her brow furrowed with worry. ‘If that bastard harms one hair on her head....Oh he will wish I would just stake him!’, she thought. “Hold on Willow.”, she said softly, “Just hold on.”

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Annie’s twelve years old
in two more she’ll be a whore
noboby ever told her
it’s the wrong way
don’t be afraid
with the quickness you get laid
for your family get paid
it’s the wrong way

Willow sat her now empty beer bottle down on the coffee table. Spike
finished what was left of his and got up off the couch and made his way to
the refridgerator. Willow bounced her head to the music, then looked down
at the coffee table. She saw Spike’s cigarettes. She reached down and
grabbed the pack and took one out. Spike had grabbed them each a beer
and returned to the couch. Willow put the cigarette in her mouth, and was
know trying to work Spike’s silver zippo lighter. Spike took the lighter from
her and lit her cigarette. Willow took a deep drag. Spike supressed a laugh
while he waited for the coughing to start. Then it did. Willow began to
cough heavily.

“Nothing like a good smoke.”, she said trying to cover up her inexperience in
the smoking department.

“You smoke alot then luv?”

“Oh sure all the time.”, she finished the with the cigarette hanging from her
mouth.

A cigarette pressed between her lips
but I’m starring at her tits
it’s the wrong way

‘Devil help me, she does have quite a dassling little figure.’, Spike though as
the words of the song playing made his eyes go from her mouth down to her
chest. She was bouncing on the couch to the music, and her breast jiggled
slightly with her movement. ‘Why am I sitting here waisting alcohal and
cigarettes on her? She should be dead by now. Why haven’t I drained her
yet?’, he questioned himself. ‘I know why, it that sickening weakness I have
for innocent redheads. Ever since that night twenty years ago I can’t resist
them. I haven’t killed a red head since.’

We talked all night
tried to make it right
believe me shit was tight
it’s the wrong way

“Redheads!!”, Spike mumbled.

“What?”, Willow asked.

“Oh nothing.”

“You said something about redheads. I heard you, now what! Come on,
spill!!”

“I have always had a soft spot when it comes to redheads. That’s all.”, he
said as he raised his eyes to meet hers. Their eyes stayed locked for several
moments.

Willow could feel herself getting warmer. “Is it just me or is it hot in here?”,
she asked as she rose from the couch.

“I am cool as a cucumber, pet. But then again that is not something I can
change. Maybe you should take off that sweater?”

Willow took another big drink of her beer. ‘My sweater, he wants me to take
off my sweater. It is hot in here. I am wearing a tank top under it.’ , Willow
thought. A small part of her mind screamed “No!”, but she couldn’t hear it
and she pulled her fuzzy mint green sweater over her head.

Spike’s eyes fell once again to Willow’s chest. He caressed the twin globes of
flesh contained with in the white cotton with his eyes. If he had a breathe
left in him it would he caught in his throat. ‘Control yourself mate.’

Willow noticed where Spike’s eyes had drifted. His teeth were tugging
slightly on his lower lip. At first she felt the urge to cover up, but then she
found the sensation rather enjoyable. ‘No wonder Buffy wears so many tank
tops.’ Willow suddenly felt rather bold. She decided to flaunt her new found
attributes. The redhead walked toward the coffe table and bent over in front
of Spike to retrieve her cigarette from the ashtray. She could feel his eyes
on her skin as he appreciated the view. She straighten up and took a slow
drag from the cigarette. ‘Wow! The power!’, she thought. No boy or man
had ever looked at her that way before. Sure Oz looked at her and
appreciated her beauty but it was never like this. She could feel her heart
start beating faster. This was a better high than the beer.

Another song began to play. Willow felt herself begin to move to the music.

Want it
Want it
Want it

She began to dance.

Stranger
Stranger

Willow didn’t reconize the song, but she couldn’t stop moving. She put down
her cigarette and picked up her beer for another drink. Spike watched her
move.

It's hot here at night, lonely, black and quiet
On a hot summer night
Don't be afraid of the world we made
On a hot summer night
'Cause when a long-legged lovely walks by
Yeah you can see the look in her eye
Then you know that it's
Hot in the city, hot in the city tonight, tonight
Hot in the city, hot in the city tonight, tonight

Spike was captivated by Willow’s movements. He rose an walked over to
her. She danced around him, like Buffy had once done to Xander. Willow
loved this feeling. She felt sexy, and it felt wonderful.

For all the dreams and schemes, people are as they seem
On a hot summer night
Don't be no fun, don't forget you're young
On a hot summer night

Willow finally reconized the voice singing. It was Billy Idol, and here she was
dancing very closely to Spike. She looked at his face. ‘God he is one
beautiful man. Yeah he is a vampire, but right now I don’t care.’, she
thought.

A sometime someone you're not
Don't wait to see what you got
'Cause you know that you're
Hot in the city, hot in the city tonight, tonight
Hot in the city, hot in the city tonight, tonight

Spike’s hands came to rest on her hips as they moved together. Willow
looked up into his blue-grey eyes. It felt like they were burning into hers.
The next thing she knew, his lips were pressed against hers. He sucked
lightly on her lower lip, and then traced it with his tongue. Her lips parted
slightly and her tongue left her mouth and met his. Willow’s arms moved
around Spike hold him to her. Their tongues dueled together. Finally Willow
had to pull away for a breathe. She felt Spike’s cool lips move along her
jawline to her ear. He gentle sucked her earlobe in to his mouth and ran his
tongue along it. A ragged breathe escaped from Willow’s mouth. Spike’s
lips began to travel lower, down over her neck. He stop above her jugular
and licked at the soft skin that covered the vein. The demon in him wanted
nothing more than to sink it teeth in and drink, but the man inside wanted
something else. This time the man in him won out. The man in him wanted
to make this small beautiful woman in his arm feel things she had only
dreamed about. He pulled back and looked into her eyes again, they were
filled with lust and desire.

Willow couldn’t believe what was happening, she was dancing with Spike.
Kissing Spike. And she enjoyed it. She knew if he wanted to he could kill
her at any minute, but something deep down inside told her he wouldn’t. A
new song came on and they began to move again. She wished that her
mind was clearer. Willow knew she had to make a decision here. Spike
lowered his mouth to hers again and kissed her deeply.

I don’t know if its right
to let you make love to me tonight
I don’t if I should
give my love to you
cuz I know you’re no good

Willow felt Spike’s hands moving across her body. His right hand was
pressing into the small of her back, while his left hand came around to rest
on her rib cage.

I’ve got to make sure it’s alright
if I should let you love me tonight

Spike’s thumb began to rub small circles on Willow’s right breast. They
broke away from the kiss and he look at her again. His thumb never stoped
moving, yet it was like he was waiting for a sign from her to move on.

Before I let you kiss me
I’ve got to get this sitituation in hand
cuz I don’t want you to be another man
ooohhh ohh oh
I don’t know if its right
to let you make love to me tonight
I don’t know if I should
give my love to you
cuz I know you’re no good

Willow leaned up and forward and kissed him tentatively on the mouth. That
was the sign Spike needed. He deepened the kiss and brought his hand
higher to fully cup her breast. When the kiss broke Willow ran her tongue
along Spike’s jaw line. Then began to place feather like kisses across his
cheekbones. Spike began to inch them back toward the bed, as he slipped
one hand under her shirt running his fingers across the soft, smooth skin of
her stomach. His cold fingers made her shiver. Willow felt her legs hit the
bed behind her. The redhead looked up into Spike’s face and saw a hunger
in his eyes. She felt no fear though, she pushed Spike’s red shirt off of his
shoulders and tugged it down his arms. Then her hands grabbed the bottom
of his black tee shirt and pulled it up and over his head. Her eyes gazed
over the smooth pale chest in front of her, and she ran her hand lightly over
it. Spike quickly removed Willow’s tank top in the same fashion. He looked
down at the soft pale pink mounds of flesh that spilled out of the top of her
ivory colored bra. The next thing she knew, Willow was lying on the bed
with Spike on top of her kissing his way down her chest.

Dreaming
I’m not sleeping
Or have I died
died alived

Willow brought her hands up and ran them through Spike’s short blonde
hair, holding him to her chest. Part of her told her this was wrong, but she
pushed that part aside because it felt so right.

Swimming
as I’m sinking
I’m holding on to
letting go

Spike kissed a path down between her breast and across her stomach. He
paused at her navel and dipped his tongue in then swirled it around the
edge. Willow let out a small gasp.

To be continued.....