Author: HarleyAngel (me)
Title: Decision
Rating: NC-17
Distribution: BTVS Writers Challenge, The Lemonaid Stand (Maybe) If you want it, ask me.
Disclaimer: shhh...I'm gonna get Joss to hand it over to me one day. lol
Summery: Willow comes to a decision about her life.
Spoilers: Season 4 maybe
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Willow, Buffy and Anya arrived at Giles' house around six at night with suitcases,
pillows, movies and snacks. The three girls had agreed to watch the house (and Spike)
for the night.  Giles said that he would return late in the afternoon the next
day.  They had decided that it might as well be
considered a slumber party.

	They had rented 'Return of the Living Dead' just to make fun of Spike, 
'Six Days, Seven Nights', 'Titanic' for laughs, 'Practical Magic' 
for Willow and 'Meet Joe Black' just so they could
moon over Brad Pitt.

	They also brought lots of snacks.  Cheetos, crunchy and puffs, three
kinds of ice cream, three whipped cream spray cans, six bottles of soda, a
giant assortment of candy stuffed in a bag
that they dumped out on 
the middle of the floor, pretzels, chips, dip and at Willow's insistance, some 
fruits.

	Willow had brought some CD's.  Mariah Carey, the entire collection, 
Will Smith, some orchestra to help them sleep and a few movie soundtracks.

	Once they were settled in, they dressed in their pjs and ordered a
pizza, then turned on 'Six Days, Seven Nights'.  Buffy had red sleeping shorts 
and a a white tank top and had her hair up in a ponytail.  Anya settled
for a simple nightgown made of cotton with little designs of happy faces
of them on it.  Buffy decided not to ask.  Willow changed in the bedroom
and went into the kitchen to get a glass and some ice.  When she came out, 
the others stared at her.

	"What?"

	"Willow, what are you wearing?" Anya asked, trying not to laugh.

	Willow had on a pajama cotton shirt and long pants with an elastic waist.  
The shirt was loose enough so that if she lifted her arms, her middrift was
bearing.  The outfit had the design of little bears alseep on it.  There was a 
pocket on the side that had a tiny bear sticking out of it that
looked asleep.  Her red hair was in two pigtails high up on the sides of her 
head and she had the stick of a lollipop sticking out of her mouth.

	"WHAT?!?!"she glared.

	"Nothing."

	The other girls turned back to the tv as she sat down.


	About ten minutes later, the doorbell rang and Willow got a strange look 
from the delivery boy.


	After two movies and three cups of Pepsi, Willow figited and stood. 
"I'll be right back."

	"Wait! Will, Spike is in there!"

	"I'll cover his head up, don't worry." she said figiting down the hall 
to the bathroom.
	
	Spike looked up at Willow when she entered the bathroom and saw her figiting 
with her hips.

	"Your not going to-" he started to protest.

	"Shut up." she hissed and pulled the curtain around the tub.  He couldn't 
see through it.

	Willow pulled down her pants and started to 'sing' to cover up the
sound of what she was doing.
"LALALALALALLALALALLALALLALLALLAAlAlALALALA"

	When she was done, Willow flushed, washed and reopened the curtain, then left.

	"Strange girl." Spike said amused.
****

	"Ok, lets watch 'Meet Joe Black' now." Anya said placing the video in.

	About twenty minutes into the movie, Willow was figity, feeling bad 
as Buffy and Anya talked about their boyfriends.  They didn't notice when she got 
up and walked back toward the bathroom.  Spike looked up.

	"Not again." he looked like he would be sick.

	Willow giggled, "No, I just had to leave."

	"Why?" Spike asked as she sat down by the tub, resting her head on the 
side and looking at the floor.

	"The keep talking about how great their boyfriends are. I hate it 
when they do that. It makes me feel so horrible." she said quietly, looking like 
she would cry.

	Spike felt bad for her. The girls really did treat her badly. He knew he 
shouldn't be feeling sorry or listenting to her, but was he going anywhere anytime 
soon?

	"Stupid chits. Always babbling on."

	Willow looked at him hurt.

	"Not you, pet!" he recovered quickly.

	"Willow?" Buffy's voice echoed from down the hallway.

	Willow stood and smiled. "Thanks for listening. Not that you had 
a choice." she giggled and walked out leaving a smiling Spike.


	"So, can I ask you a question, Wills?"

	"Sure, what is it Buffy?"

	"What were you doing in the bathroom earlier?"	

	"Going the bathroom."

	"No. I mean after that. The second time."

	Willow hesitate. She didn't know why she had gone to Spike. Strange. 
"Um...just seeing that Spike was ok."

	"Suuuuuuuuuuure you were." Buffy winked.

	"What are you saying?!"

	"Maybe you were....giving Spikey boy in there a heads up!"

	"WhAT?!" Willow almost screamed.

	"Yeah, you know, letting him have some fun." Buffy snickered.

	"Arg!!!" Willow growled, chucking a pillow at Buffy.

	Buffy laughed and grabbed another pillow, slugging Willow in the 
head with it, before recieving another one.  The third time, she ducked and the 
pillow hit Anya smack in the face.  The outraged ex-demon roared and grabbed 
another pillow pumelling Willow with it.

	In seconds, the three girls were laughing and bombarding each other 
with their pillows. Then, Anya and Buffy looked at each other and nodded.

	Willow screached as the two charged at her.  She quickly ran down the 
hall to escape and ran into the first door that was open, slamming it behind 
her as she screamed and giggled, falling
back against the door and 
sliding to sit down at the base, breathing heavily.

	Willow looked up at Spike who was looking at her like she was completely 
insane.  She laughed.

	"Oh, ok! If thats the way your gonna play, *click* your now locked 
in there!!!!!!!"

	"WHAT?!" Willow's face turned to panick and she stood struggling with 
the door.  Signing in resignation, she turned back around and looked at Spike.

	"Man, now I am locked in here."

	"Oh, come now, it isn't that bad to be stuck in here with me, is it?" 
he asked making a pretend hurt look that made Willow giggle.

	"No, I guess not."

	"Well, at least I have company." he sighed, leaning his head back out 
of the tub, then lifted it again, groaning.

	Willow smiled.  Spike really was a nice person once you get to know him. 
You just have to live to get to know him.

	Walking over to the tub, she motioned for him to lift his legs and 
allow some room at the bottom of the tub.  She then climbed into the tub and 
hugged her knees.  Spike sighed and pushed his legs out on either side of her 
hips.

	"So what was all the comotion about?" Spike asked with a slight smirk, 
nudging Willows hips with his feet. She swayed with his rocking feet.

	"Buffy just got the wrong idea."

	"About what?" he inquired.

	"Us."

	"Us?"

	"Yeah."

	"And what exactly was the idea?" he asked amused that Buffy thought 
anything about him and the redhead.

	Willow mumbled something.

	"What?"

	"She thought......that I was in here giving you a blow job." Willow said 
a little louder, then buried her face in her knees.

	"That's scary."

	"That's disgusting."

	"Oh, come on now!" Spike was insulted. "I'm not THAT bad. Ok, I'm bad, 
but not bad like that." he said.

	Willow raised her eyes in suprise. "You WANT me to give you a blowjob?!" 
she said still quietly.

	"I didn't say that." Willow put her head down at the comment, but he 
smiled to himself. "Not that I wouldn't thoroughly enjoy it."

	"So you would want me to give you one." Willow stated, looking at him again.

	"That would be up to you if you ever did." he said.

	Willow blushed. "Do you want me to?"

	"What?!" Spike was really shocked that she actually considered it.

	"Nothing. Sorry I asked."

	Spike paused. "Do you want to?" he asked, focusing on the 'you'.

	Willow looked harder at him, then stole a glance at his jeans noticing 
the bulge, then looked away. "I've never done it before."

	"Well, now we're even. I haven't either." Spike smiled.

	Willow glared at him. "If I do, then you can't tell anyone and you can't 
judge me."

	Spike looked at her strangely, then shrugged. "Ok." he figured 
she was kidding or would just sit there not moving.

	Willow took a deep breath and stood. Spike smiled. "That's ok, pet. 
Didn't expect-" he gaped at her as she got on her knees where she had been 
sitting and leaned over, placing her hands on the sides of his hips.  She 
leaned forward until her face was inches from his.

	"Will you kiss me first.....just for confidence, I guess." she 
asked nervously.

	Spike smiled slightly and leaned forward, pressing his lips to hers.  
They were cold, but not too cold.  Willow sighed a little and smiled into 
the kiss. After a second, she pulled away and smiled shyly. "Could you not 
watch me?"

	Spike grinned again and closed his eyes, leaning back. Willow sat 
back and took a deep breath, then leaned up and placed her hands on his pants.  
She undid the black button top and then slowly pulled down the zipper, nerves 
waving in her stomach.  Carefully, she pulled the jeans down to his knees.
  He actually had nice legs.  Willow looked back up and saw the now large bulge
sticking up from his black boxers. Boxers?

	Willow stiflied a giggle and reached up to the elastic band on the rim 
and closed her eyes as she pulled them down, feeling the resistance when his 
dick was freed.  She pulled them down to his knees as well.  After a second, she 
opened her eyes and looked at it.  It was actually pretty impressive.  It 
wasn't really thick, but alot longer than most people she had seen before.  
Curiously she reached out and wrapped one hand around it. Spike groaned, this 
was torture.

	Willow smiled when he groaned, knowing that it was her that made a guy 
make that noise. Taking a deep breathe, she leaned over until her face 
was inches from his erection.  Sticking her tongue out, she licked across the 
edge of the head.  Not too bad. Like soft skin.  Swallowing her lump, Willow 
decided just to go strait to it.  Opening her mouth, Willow lowered her face 
and closed her lips around the head of his length.  Spike moaned quietly.  It 
was so hot next to his cold skin. Willow began to move her head up and down, sucking 
as she did.  She could taste the salty pre-cum from his head leaking out and 
used her tongue to lick across the top over and over.

	Spike moaned again, panting unneccessariry.  Gotta let the girl know 
she's doing a good job, he thought.

	Willow continued to suck on him for about five minutes until she heard 
the door open.  She was so distracted that she hadn't even heard Buffy unlock 
the door.  She quickly sat up to find Buffy and Anya with open mouths staring 
at her in disbelief.  The girls quickly scrambled away to the living room, grabbing 
their things.  Willow groaned.

	"Oh, no!"

	"Pet?" Spike asked as she stood and ran after Buffy. She gave him a 
'sorry' look. Spike groaned and leaned his head back, stuck in a bathtub with his 
pants at his ankles, still not releived. He had to shift a little bit, but 
managed to pull his boxers and pants up, but did not bother to zip or button 
them now.
	

	"Buffy? Anya? Where are you going?" Willow asked.

	Buffy refused to look at Willows face,
"Listen, Wills, whatever 
you do is your buisness, it's just we really don't want to be here when you 
are doing that, ok? Here, here is the key. You stay
tonight and watch the 
house and we'll talk tomorrow, ok? Bye!" she said as she and Anya ran out of
the house.  Willow felt tears well up and slammed the door shut with all the 
force her powers could muster.


	Spike flinched. Shit, she's pissed. Uh, oh. Man, this is not good.

	Willow walked into the bathroom, tears streaming from her eyes.  
She sat down on the toilet and put her face in her hands sobbing.

	"Pet? Are you ok?" Spike asked, suprised by the amount of concern 
in his voice.

	Willow stood and shook her head no, then walked over to the tub. 
Spike scooted over and stretched his arms out to her.  Willow stepped inside the 
side of the tub and sat down on his now covered lap, Spike's arms wrapping around 
her as she leaned onto his chest crying.

	"Shhhhhhh....calm down. It's ok." Spike said.

	"No, it's not. Now Buffy and Anya think I'm a traitor and a slut."

	"Did they say that?!" Spike was suddenly outraged.

	Willow shook her head. "No, but I know they thought it. I just know it. 
I am so horrible. I can't even do anything anymore without someone thinking 
it's too wrong because I'm so 'innocent'. " she mocked. "Poor innocent 
little Willow, doesn't know what she's gotten herself into. She should stick to 
her computer. I'm not blind, I know what they think of me."

	Spike sighed unneccesarrily."Well, they don't know you then. You aren't 
at all like that. I think you can make your own decisions, luv and don't 
let anyone else tell you what to do."

	Willow looked up at him with a smiled. "You do?"

	"Of course, pet." he said wiping the tears from her eyes.

	"I can make my own decisions, huh?" she said, he smile turning evil, 
unnoticed by Spike.

	"Yeah, of course you can."

	Willow suddenly straddled him, kissing him full on the lips.  When 
she pulled away, Spike had shock written all over his face.

	"What are you doing?"

	"Making a decision.." she trailed off, suddenly feeling stupid, 
burying her face in her hands and sitting down on his stomach and lap.

	"What's all this?" he asked wiping her tears away and lifting her face 
up.

	"I feel stupid. I'm sorry."

	"Why?"

	"Because I just came onto you like that."

	"And?"

	"You don't even want me like that. Nobody in their right mind wants 
me like that."

	"And just who said that?" Spike asked with an amused look.

	Willow sniffed and looked at him. "You do?"

	"I never said noone wants you pet! Don't go accusing me!"

	"No! I mean.." Willow paused looking down as she softly tugged on 
his shirt. "Do you want me?" she sounded sort of like a child.

	Spike smiled. "Wake-up woman!  Would I have even let you near the tub 
if I didn't?"

	Willow giggled.  He reached up with his hands and lightly tickled her 
sides, making her squirm a little as she giggled.

	"Willow."

	"Hmm?"

	"Look at me."

	Willow looked up into his peircing blue eyes.

	"Just kiss me and don't think anymore." he said.

	Willow blushed, but leaned forward and kissed his as he pulled her 
shirt off running his hands over her skin.  This night would be interesting.


	Willow sighed in her sleep snuggling closer into Spike's chest.  
He felt it and stirred a bit, opening his eye, then smiled and hugged her tighter.  
They had been at it for hours.

	Willow pulled the blanket around her and him tighter.  Just after 
their first kiss, she had taken the liberty of stuffing the tub with 
blankets and pillows.  When they had climaxed for the sixth
time that night, Willow fell completely exhausted onto his chest, panting heavily.  
It had been wonderful.

And she had made her decision. Buffy or no Buffy, she wanted Spike.

The END

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