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Title: By Popular Demand (1/2)
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I'm poor.
Rating: NC-17 (That's right people. The smut has arrived!)
Summary: Part 13 of the Goddess, Thy Name Is...Willow? Previous parts can be
found at:
http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/Lot/4789/index.html
It's rated NC-17 people! What do you *think* is going to happen?
Spoilers: Dopplegangland
Distribution: My site and whoever else wants it.
Feedback: Please, or else I'll get EVIL! You've all seen it. You know I can.
Dedication: To everyone who sent feedback on the last part, and let me know exactly what they wanted to see next. Hope this is suitable.
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As much as he wanted this, Angel was afraid of scaring Willow. He reluctantly removed himself from Willow and quickly left the room not even looking at her for fear of not being able to leave. Willow watched his retreating back, frustrated. < Arrgh! What the hell was that?!? First he kisses me, and then he runs in here and grabs me, totally getting my hopes up, and my hormones out of control and then he *leaves*?!?!?! Men!!! And Spike has disappeared off the face of the earth. Figures. Well, tonight was a total bust. I guess I'm just going to go to bed. Alone. Damn! > Willow headed off to bed.
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Spike walked into the mansion and when he noticed that it was quiet and that Willow and Angel were nowhere to be seen, he got a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. < After all, I know that my little redhead has thing for him. The puppy conversation made that perfectly clear. And we all know that the bastard had a thing for sweet and innocent. Damnit! > He decided to go find them, and to hurt his sire very badly. He went to Willow's room first, and found a very nice surprise. Willow was in bed *alone*! < Yes! Now just have to get the chocolate. > Spike backed out of the room quietly and went to retrieve the bags that he had left by the door.
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"Willow, did you miss me luv?"
Willow sat up, "Spike, what are you-"
Spike cut her off, "I brought chocolate."
"Oh... OH!" Willow got a smile on her face. < Maybe tonight isn't going to be such a bust after all! >
Spike rummaged through the bags until he found the chocolate sauce. Finding it, he straightened up and walked over to the bed. He handed the bottle to Willow who looked at it and smiled up at Spike. Spike smiled back down at his redhead, who was wearing only a button down shirt that had to have been at least six sizes to big for her. < Angel's probably >
He climbed onto the bed next to her and captured her mouth in a hard kiss. As Willow's lips opened for him, he let out a groan and thrust his tongue inside. His hands went to the buttons on her shirt as their tongues dueled. He slowly began unbuttoning her shirt, his mouth never leaving hers. He noticed that she made no moves to pull back, which delighted him to no end, and that her hands had begun their own exploration of his chest and back. He finished unbuttoning her shirt and slid it slowly down her arms, breaking off the kiss so that he could admire her body.
Willow gasped for air as Spike pulled back < Where is he going? > She looked at Spike looking at her and realized something < I'm naked! How did that happen? When did that happen? And he's just staring at me. Why is he just staring at me? Am I that bad? I know I'm not Buffy or Cordelia, but I didn't think that my body was so bad that it was stareworthy. He's probably totally disgusted by the sight of me. >
Spike managed to rip his eyes away from Willow's perfect body long enough to look into her perfect face, which he noted looked very nervous and afraid. "Beautiful" he murmured in a soft awe filled voice. Willow began to look slightly less afraid. Spike leaned into her, claiming another kiss, and then slowly moved his head lower down her jaw licking and kissing it, then moving down her neck, stopping at her pulse points where he nipped lightly, not breaking skin. He delighted in Willow's soft moan as he lay her back on the bed and moved his attention to her soft breasts. He licked and suckled her right breast as his hand cupped and caressed her left. Then he switched sides, taking her nipple into his mouth and sucking on it fiercely. Her hands tangled in his hair, holding him in place as he coaxed her nipples into hard little pebbles.
He slowly moved his head lower, giving attention to her taut stomach, her hands still caught in his hair. She jumped slightly as his tongue entered her navel. He continued his downward journey. His cock was hard and throbbing in the confines of his jeans, but he ignored it for the moment, wanting to do this for her first. His mouth reached her amber curls, placing a kiss on them before he moved to her core. She moaned and jumped again as she felt his tongue invading her. Spike groaned at the first taste of her wetness. Willow arched her hips into his face, as he continued to thrust his tongue in and out of her. He moved slightly upward, capturing her clit in his mouth as he pushed first one finger then two into her. Willow's hips began thrusting in time with the rhythm that Spike's mouth and hand set. Spike increased his speed as he felt Willow responding under him, slipping another finger inside of her as well and sucking and nipping at her clit until he pushed her over the edge. Willow came whimpering Spike's name. He stayed where he was, easing her through her first orgasm.
Finally feeling Willow calm beneath him, Spike pulled away and looked into her flushed face. "Willow?" he questioned quietly.
"Mmm... Wow." was her reply. And then she began to pout slightly.
Watching her pout, Spike wondered what he had done wrong. "What is it, luv?"
"Well, it's just that I'm way more naked than you are."
Spike grinned and hurriedly shed his clothing. "Better, luv?"
Willow gave a little gasp as she saw all of him. < Oh wow! He's perfect! And wow again! He's huge! > she thought as she got her first glimpse of Spike's chiseled and well endowed body. Then her eyes caught the bottle of chocolate sauce lying on the bed where it had been forgotten, and got a naughty smile on her face and a wicked look in her eyes.
"We seem to have forgotten something." she said as she grabbed the bottle. Spike got a matching naughty grin as he grabbed the bottle from her and pushed her back on the bed.
He opened the bottle and poured a generous amount of chocolate on her breasts, and swooped in to lick it all off. Willow groaned low in her throat as she felt Spike's cold tongue devouring the chocolate off of her hot flesh. Her hands caught his head and held him in place, not wanting him to ever stop. As Spike licked off the chocolate he began to bite at her nipples playfully, taking care to not break the skin.
As soon as Spike had cleaned her breasts of the chocolate, he grabbed the bottle again, getting ready to pour more over her. Willow took the bottle from him and pushed him onto his back. Spike let her, wanting to see what she was planning to do.
Willow poured the chocolate sauce all over Spike's chest and cock then began to clear him off, much as he did her. Willow licked slowly and lovingly over Spike's chest until she reached his nipples, where she bit. Hard. Spike growled and arched his back into her. Willow continued her ministrations occasionally biting as she cleared his chest and stomach. Finally she reached his cock, and began cleaning it with little catlicks, her tongue darting out to taste him, and just as quickly pulling back. Spike was in agony. He was in Heaven. He was in Hell. In fact, the only place he wasn't, was in Willow, something he planned to remedy very quickly.
He pulled Willow's head up to his, claiming her lips in a passionate and sticky kiss. Spike rolled them so that he was on top of her, and guided his cock to her entrance. Feeling what Spike was doing, Willow pulled back slightly afraid. Spike saw the fear in her face and whispered "Shhh... don't worry luv, it'll only hurt for a second." He then kissed her hard as he thrust into her, breaking her virgin barrier. Willow whimpered in pain and Spike forced himself to hold still, allowing her to get used to him inside of her.
After a few moments, Willow began to relax and enjoy the feeling of being filled. She moved her hips, indicating to Spike that she was ready. Spike began a slow rhythm, thrusting hard and deep into Willow's tight heat. Willow's hands began caress his shoulders, and her legs wrapped around his back. Spike sped up, and Willow dragged her nails down his back. Spike growled low in his throat as his senses began to overload with the pain/pleasure sensations that Willow was causing in him. He reached his hand between them, finding and teasing her clit as they both approached orgasm. Willow's walls tightened around him, bringing Spike to the edge, and he pinched her clit, pushing her over. As Willow began to orgasm, her contractions pushed Spike over the edge as well. With one final thrust Spike shot himself deep inside her.
Spike collapsed onto Willow, barely able to support himself on his forearms but not wanting to crush her. They remained joined as they both calmed down. After a few minutes, Willow started to push Spike off of her. He let her, and tried to gather her into his arms but she pushed him away and got out of bed.
"Where are you going, luv?"
Willow grabbed the shirt she had been wearing before and put it back on as she answered, "Shower. I'm all sticky."
"Can I join you?"
"Nope." Replied Willow.
"Why not?"
"'Cuz if you're in the shower with me, than who's going to change the sheets?"
Spike gave a sigh and said, "Oh all right, luv. I'll change you're sheets."
"Goody." Said Willow as she walked out of the room.
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It was pointless. It was impossible. Angel had spent the last two hours trying to get thoughts of Willow out of his head, he tried to read but couldn't concentrate enough to focus on the words in front of him. He paced, trying to clear his mind. It didn't work. He tried thinking of Buffy and every time he tried to picture Buffy, all he got was an image of Willow. He wanted her so badly, but she was so innocent. And she would never want him. He was a monster. And her first time should be with someone she loved, someone human. But he still wanted her. "Maybe a shower will help." He mused to himself. He grabbed his robe and headed towards the shower, hoping to wash away all thoughts of his innocent little redheaded temptress.
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Willow walked into the bathroom and her attention was immediately caught by the enormous tub sunken into the floor. < That isn't a tub, that's a small swimming pool! And now for the Guinness Book Of World Records, 'how many people can fit into Angel's bathtub?' > she joked to herself. < I HAVE to try that tub! > Willow started the water running and pulled off her shirt. As she was preparing to climb into the tub, a bottle caught her eye. She picked it up and read the label. < Funny, I never saw Angel as a bubble bath type of guy. Oh! Drucilla used to live here, this must be hers. Well, it's mine now! > Willow dumped a good portion of the bubble bath into the tub. As the water began bubbling up, she climbed in. The hot water felt incredible against her sore muscles. < Who knew that sex could make you so sore? Wow! I had sex! I had sex with Spike! Good girl Willow Rosenburg had sex with a vampire! And it was amazing! > Willow relaxed in the tub, closing her eyes and reliving the past few hours.
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Angel walked into the bathroom and promptly froze. He began swallowing convulsively as he stared at his redheaded temptress wearing nothing but bubbles. He tried to leave, to escape, but his feet were glued to the floor.
He must have made some sound, though he wasn't aware of it, because Willow's eyes opened and she looked at him. He felt trapped in her gaze, like a deer in the headlights of an oncoming car.
Willow smiled when she saw Angel standing there staring at her. < Maybe I'll get both my fantasies tonight. > She sat up slowly and Angel's eyes almost popped out of his head as he watched the bubbles slide down her wet skin.
"Join me?" Willow asked teasingly.
Angel's mouth opened and closed but he couldn't seem to make any sound.
"Well, if you aren't going to join me, then I'll just have to get out and join you out there. But I think it'd be a lot more fun if you got in here instead."
"Wha... Wil.... Wha... " was all Angel could manage to get out.
"Well, if you're gonna be like that..." Willow stood up in the tub, the water and bubbles sliding down her skin. As she stood, Angel miraculously recovered the power of movement, speech was still beyond him though.
Angel was at the side of the tub in two steps. Willow grabbed him around his neck and kissed him, totally soaking his shirt in the process. She pressed her breasts into his hard chest as she thrust her tongue into his mouth. Angel responded haltingly, not believing that this was really Willow, and half afraid that it was some succubus coming to steal his soul.
His shirt began to chafe Willow's skin so she broke off the kiss and tore the shirt off of him. She stopped to admire his muscular chest for a moment before her gaze moved downward. Looking at the erection which was straining at his zipper, she smiled and informed him, "Those have to go." She pulled down the zipper and quickly divested Angel of both pants and boxers. "Now in the tub with you." Willow said as she pulled his unresisting form into the bath.
Angel decided to just go with it. After all, it was what he wanted and he had always been selfish when it came to his own pleasures. Besides, she was persistent.
Once Willow had Angel in the tub, standing in the water, she dropped gracefully to her knees, bringing her face to face with Angel's predominant erection. It was thicker than Spike's, but not quite as long. She glanced up at Angel, who would have been holding his breath if he had any to hold. Instead he looked down at her pleadingly. Willow smiled up at him, then turned her attention to his cock. She slowly licked up and down the sides first, then took the head of his shaft into her mouth. She sucked lightly on the head, before taking as much of him as she could. Angel moaned and caught her head in his hands. Willow ran her head up and down his shaft lightly scraping with her teeth and caressing the underside with her tongue. Angel started thrusting into her, trying to be careful not to go too deep. Angel's moan turned into a growl as he felt himself going over the edge. He involuntarily thrust harder into her mouth as he came. Willow, gagging slightly, pulled back a little bit but didn't let him escape her mouth as he released himself. She milked him through his orgasm, swallowing his seed.
Angel attempted so speak, "Wil... Wha... " Words were still beyond him.
Willow pulled him down into the water, being sure to get as much of him wet as possible. < I *knew* he'd look amazing all wet! > Willow straddled his upper thighs as she began touching and caressing his chest. She kissed him again as her hands reached his nipples and pinched them. Angel began to get hard again and grabbing Willow's hips, he pulled her closer so that she was straddling his erection. He broke off the kiss to capture one of her nipples in his mouth as he thrust into her. Expecting resistance and finding none, Angel's head moved away from Willow breast to look into her face. She just shrugged and smiled back at him. Then she began thrusting her hips against him, distracting him for the moment. Angel moved his head back to her breast as he began a hard fast pace, thrusting up into her, and pulling her down on him at the same time. The water in the tub was spilling over the sides, but neither one of them noticed. Willow's hands roamed Angel's body as he pulled her against him hard, the base of his cock rubbing against her clit with every thrust. As they both approached orgasm, angel sunk his fangs into the side of Willow's breast. The feel of Angel's fangs pushed Willow over the edge and she climaxed violently, digging her nails into Angel's shoulders. The taste of her blood and the feeling of her climaxing around him pushed Angel over the edge as well and he spent himself in her.
After a few minutes of recovery time, Angel scooped Willow up into his arms and carried her out of the tub. He set her on the edge as he drained the water and got towels for the both of them. Willow just sat there, half asleep, after all she had a busy night. Angel dried them both off and redressed Willow. After pausing long enough to throw his robe on, he picked up Willow and started to carry her to his room.
Willow asked Angel to put her down, and started walking to her own room, which was in the opposite direction.
Angel grabbed her arm and asked "Where are you going, Willow?"
"Bed. Tired now. Besides, I'm sure Spike is done with the sheets by now."
"Willow, what is Spike doing with your sheets?"
"Changing them" Willow replied sleepily.
"Why?"
"Sticky," Willow could barely keep her eyes open at this point, which is probably why she said what she did. "We got chocolate all over them. I blame him though. He's the one who decided to get the chocolate in the first place. Although the chocolate was fun, and we only used half the bottle so I may get a repeat performance later, we really didn't *need* it."
Angel could not believe what he was hearing, "Did you sleep with Spike?"
"Don't remember any sleeping. If I had, maybe I wouldn't be so tired now. But a bath just sounded so good, especially since we were all sticky." With this, Willow leaned up against a wall, as the exhaustion took over and she fell asleep. The only reason that she didn't hit the ground was that Angel was there to catch her. Angel scooped her up and carried her into his room, where he left her on the bed. He then went down the hall to the room that Willow was staying in, threw open the door and bellowed "SPIKE!"
The End.
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