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Willow lay on the bed watching Spike and Angel sleep. After their picnic, they had gone to Nic's and packed up all of her stuff. She was now officially home. It felt right. She leaned over and ran her finger across Spike's cheek. She had missed them....missed waking up beside them. She knew that they felt the same. She only hoped that they would be better about the possessiveness. She knew that it would exist to a degree, but they pushed the envelope on tolerance. She noticed movement, and looked in Spike's eyes. He was watching her with a steady gaze and a lazy smile. He captured her hand, bringing it to his mouth. She felt the desire spread through her. Never taking his gaze from hers, he slowly began to lick her fingers....nipping at them. She didn't know why she reacted so wantonly to him. Just a look, and she would feel herself growing moist. When he touched her, it was as though her body were on fire and his touch the only thing that would ease the pain. When he was in her, deep as possible, it was as though she were complete. She had similar reactions to Angel, but not as soul-stirring as her reactions to Spike. She wondered if Angel had been her first, if she would be as excited by him or if it was purely a Spike reaction.

His lips moved to hers with urgency. He had missed her more than he thought possible. When he thought she might not come back, it was as though he lost a part of himself. He had never felt like this, even when he was alive. To think that this girl, this human, stirred something inside of him was remarkable. He knew he didn't deserve her. He was soulless bastard. If he loved her, he would have walked away...left her in peace. He didn't just love her....he adored her, worshipped her, needed her. His ran his lips along her perfect face, tasting her...He felt Angel's hand on his cock....rubbing him. He was a very lucky bastard.

Willow saw that Angel had woken up. Her hand joined his on Spike...their eyes meeting. She smiled when he winked at her. It was good to be home......

* * * * *

"So, Luv, how is the slayer? Still knocked up?"

Willow threw a pillow at him. "Spike! Behave. Yes, Buffy is still pregnant. She's been to the doctor and they confirmed. She thinks that she will be due sometime around Christmas."

"That sucks." Angel said.

"What?" Willow asked.

"Think about it. The poor brat is going to be born right around a major holiday. Perfect excuse for everyone to just give her one gift. For a kid, that sucks."

"Oh...I hadn't thought of it like that. Oh, and don't call her a brat. Maybe Buffy will be late. January wouldn't be a bad month to born."

"Hell, who cares? The kid is all ready going to be screwed anyway. I mean, her mother is going to be that bimbo. Only thing worse I could think of would be the cheerleader. Now that would be a nightmare."

Willow glared at him before smiling. "Ok. I know you hate Buffy. It is the whole vampire-slayer thing..."

"Nope...it's that whole brainless "look at me...look at me" bimbo thing, pet. I've met some slayers that weren't that bad. I killed them but they were all right." He smiled as Willow tried to control her anger. He loved to play with his kitten. She was striking when she was angry.

"Spike's right. He did like those girls. Even kept one of them around for awhile. Tortured her before he killed her."

"OH....you..you....VAMPIRES!" Willow stormed out and slammed the door. Spike and Angel started laughing.

"Should we go get her?"

"Nah, Peaches. She won't get very far."

"Yeah...she seems to have forgotten her clothes."

The door opened and Willow came back in, blushing. "I'm naked." she said softly.

Angel got off the bed and started walking towards her. Spike admired the muscles in his legs...his grace as he walked.

He stalked Willow, his eyes caressing her body. She felt stupid. She couldn't believe she had let them irritate her all ready. She hadn't even been back a day. She needed to lighten up.

(Oh Goddess.....he looks like a panther stalking his prey...and I'm his prey...)

She moved backwards until she felt the door behind her. She had a flash of deja vu, then all thought left her mind as his lips claimed hers. In one motion, he had lifted her and thrust into her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and arched to meet him. One of his hands went to her ass as he kept her in place. The other went to her hair and roughly pulled, exposing her neck to his demanding mouth. HIs hand was kneading her ass....she felt his teeth on her neck....on her collarbone...on her breast...her hands hung on to his shoulders...her fingernails digging into his flesh.....he started to push into her faster....deeper....she could feel the orgasm building...Angel had never been this way with her....he had usually treated her as though she were a fragile piece of china....she liked him like this...the look in his eyes....the desire and the power...she could see Angelus....she screamed as he bit into her nipple with his fangs...she came hitting her head on the door as she pulled back....he kept on thrusting....she could vaguely see Spike on the bed watching.....his hand on his cock as he watched his sire fuck his wife...she felt Angel's finger rubbing against her anus....her eyes widened as he penetrated her there for the first time...oh Goddess....she felt herself orgasm again....her mouth went to his neck....she licked at him, tasting him...she could feel the door behind her....she wondered how it could stay without breaking under the force of his thrusts....his free hand went between their bodies....she felt his finger on her clit...it was too much....she came for a third time biting into his shoulder hard...he hoarsely screamed her name and flooded her with his release....Willow struggled to catch her breath....his mouth claimed hers...he then looked at her, his eyes becoming gentle.

"Mine" he whispered before releasing her.

She felt him carry her to the bed. She could all ready feel the ache in her body where he had been so rough. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep exhausted. Spike brought Angel to him, giving him a rough kiss. He then laid down beside his Willow and took the sleeping girl into his arms. He felt Angel's mouth on his cock, sucking, licking, demanding his release.....with a whimper, he came. Angel looked at him and smiled before moving to Willow's other side. He laid his dark head on her breast, one arm encircling her, before closing his eyes. Soon, the room was quiet except for the soft sounds of Willow's breathing.

* * * * *

Willow snuggled deeper under the warm covers, revelling in the heat. Suddenly, her eyes flew open.

(HEAT...AND I have a cover....Where the hell are they???)

She looked around at the empty room. Trying to hide her disappointment at waking up alone, she grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around her. She went downstairs. She heard loud cursing coming from the kitchen. Startled, she ran to investigate. What she saw made her stop and hide her laugh. Angel and Spike were covered in what appeared to be flour. Pots and pans were piled up around the kitchen.

"Bloody hell...it says a cup. This is a damn cup."

"Not that kind of cup. I think there should be this measuring cup we should use. I don't think it meant that much...."

"Well, the damn thing should be more specific." Spike looked up and saw Willow. He grinned sheepishly. "Hello luv."

Angel turned around. His expression reminded Willow of the time Xander had been caught in her mother's flowerbed. "Hey Willow..."

"Boys....what may I ask are you doing? And why do I smell smoke?"

"Oh fuck...the bacon. You wanker. It's burning..."

Angel turned and grabbed the pan from the stove. He threw it in the sink.

"Great....now we lost that too."

"Pet....we were going to surprise you. Breakfast in bed. See, we made eggs, bacon, and we're attempting pancakes. These damn recipes aren't in english though."

Willow gave in and laughed until tears were falling down her face. "You two..tried to cook? Oh Goddess....I wish Buffy and Dru were here....They'd love this..."

Seeing the looks in their eyes, she felt the laughter leave her. "Guys...I was joking. It is very sweet....the eggs look......runny. I mean, they look yummy...."

The men looked at each other and then at Willow. They started heading towards her.

"Luv....we decided to skip straight to dessert..." Spike lunged for her, catching her in his arms. He kissed her and eased her towards the dining room table. Angel joined them as they proceeded to enjoy their dessert.

* * * * *

"Breakfast at Tiffany's. Xander?"

"Hmm....Princess Bride. Definitely. Cordy?"

"Pretty Woman. What? Did you see all those clothes? He gave her cash. CASH! That had to be the most romantic movie I've ever seen. Willow?"

"Casablanca. I still get teary eyed. Angel?"

"I don't like movies. Fine....Uh....damn, I don't know. Skip me....Spike?"

"Easy Peaches. Young Guns."

"What? That's not a romantic movie." Angel responded.

"If it hadn't been for that movie, I might not have Willow. So, for me, it is. Next question: Funniest movie: Slayer?"

"Spaceballs. I crack up everytime. Xan?"

"Airplane. I love the singing...Cor?"

"Umm.....geesh....that one where the woman is kidnapped by Donald Duck....you know, with that singer...."

"Ruthless People?"

"Yeah, that one. Willow?"

"Sixteen Candles. It cracks me up every time." Willow smiled at Spike. "Since Angel doesn't like movies, its your turn."

"This is too easy.....Interview with a Vampire. That has to be the funniest thing I've ever sat through."

"HEY! It isn't funny. It was a dramatic movie." Buffy insisted.

"Luv, to me, that movie was a riot. Complete fantasy."

"He's right. It is rather funny knowing what we know about vampires." Willow defended her man.

"What-ever. Fine. I'll let is slide this time. OH God....I'm late. Luc is meeting me for patrol like fifteen minutes ago. See you tomorrow." Buffy ran out the door.

Xander and Cordelia got up to follow.

"Glad your back here, Wills. No one else has a big enough house for us." Xander told his friend.

"See, always using me for something Harris. I'll call you tomorrow Cor."

The teens left.

"So, the slayer is interested in Luc huh?" Spike asked, spitting out the name.

"What's wrong with Luc?" Willow asked, as she began to straighten up the room. She stopped when she saw Angel and Spike look at each other. "What?"

"Spike? Angel? Talk to me here. What's wrong with Luc?"

"Nothing is wrong with him. He's a good guy." Angel said.

"Spike?"

"He's a good guy...Damn, he's not normal, Red."

"What are you talking about?"

"Willow, Luc is Nic's childe. Nic is very very old. You might consider him ancient. He doesn't embrace often. When he does, he knows this spell, for want of a better word. See, Luca was dieing. His wife and family had been tortured and she was raped. They were killed in front of him, before the soldiers mortally wounded him. Nic embraced him because Luc was a good guy. Luca had saved him once. When Nic shares his blood, he says this chant. So, Luc is a vampire, but he doesn't have to have blood to survive."

"He also can go out into the sun. Damn wanker. He's not normal pet. Most of us envy Nic's direct children, because they keep elements of their mortal life in them. It's nothing against Luc direct. There has always just been a bit of bad blood between us normal blokes and Nic's kids."

Willow sat in shock. She couldn't take in all that they had said. "You mean, Luc can go out in the day? He doesn't even have to feed?"

"Yes and No. He has to have blood once a month. That's it. Nic has about a dozen children around the world that he's embraced. They are all like Luc. Nic told me once that he never wanted to be responsible for them killing humans to live, so he found a way to prevent it. He's always been a strange guy, Red. Used to be really into the occult....sort of grew out of that though. He hasn't embraced a childe in over 150 years. He really hates to do it. He sort of just adopts them...I'm surprised you didn't notice something about Luc earlier, though."

"Wow....I just never really thought about it. I wonder if Buffy knows. I can see why y'all might not be fans of Nic's children. They never had to go through the hell that you both did."

"Yeah.....I guess. I wouldn't trade it though Pet. I love who I am. Part of being a vampire is the hunt and the feed. In some ways I pity them. They are not like us, but they are also not like mortals. I'm happy being here with you both." Spike said, smiling.

Willow thought about what he had said. "Gosh, you're right. I wonder how they can live like that. At least, you both know who you are....That's sad."

"Come on....it's getting late. You need to rest. Tomorrow, you're going shopping with Buffy and Cordelia. You will need your energy, trust me." Angel said as he went behind Willow and prodded her up the stairs.

"He's right. That cheerleader lives to shop." Spike said in disgust, following them. "Glad you're home, Luv."

Willow smiled and looked at them both. "Me too."