Inell's Fanfiction Archive

JUNE 1999

Willow snuggled closer to Spike. They had decided to wait until Friday before she got Thackery involved in Drusilla's disappearance. She hated to admit it to herself, but she was worried. Not about Dru getting Spike. She had to smile. She didn't think he was going anywhere. No, she was worried that something may have happened to the dark haired woman. She guessed that she could be free to worry because she was confident that Spike wasn't going anywhere. She believed that he loved her. She could see it in his eyes. She knew the same love was reflected in her own.

She began to wonder what the group back home would think if they knew that she was not only living with Spike, in love with him, that she had given him her virginity, but that she was worried about Drusilla. The vampire who put her in the hospital. She found it hard to believe herself. It almost seemed as though she were in a dream. Her dream Spike was similar to the Spike she knew in Sunnydale, but he was so gentle....so tender...so understanding....He was still ruthless and cold, but never to her. She felt his hand began to rub her stomach. She closed her eyes and remembered that night five days before.....

* * * * *

Spike had taken her into the bedroom. She had been so nervous. He was over a hundred years and she knew he hadn't been celibate. He was so sexy....she knew she'd make a fool out of herself. He laid her on the bed, his hands all over her body. She felt a fire ignited wherever his hands touched. His mouth caught hers in a gentle, seducing kiss.

"I'll go slow....this time." he promised against her lips

. His mouth trailed down her throat. His hands unbuttoning her shirt. He proceeded to kiss the flesh as it was exposed to his hungry eyes. She gasped when she felt his cold, wet mouth on her breasts. She forgot about her embarrassment...her fears...all she could think about was her need for him. She reached or his head, but his hands pushed her away.

"Let me pet...." he said before moving down her body.

She drew in a quick breath when she felt him removing her pants. The realization that she was practically nude in front of him hit her. She started to blush and tried to cover her body. Spike again pushed her hands away. He stood at the end of the bed and drank in the sight of the beautiful girl.

(Mine....)

"You're beautiful." he whispered.

Willow felt her gaze captured by his. She couldn't look away. He actually believed what he had said. Soon, she started to believe it too. Spike thought she beautiful. Her confidence soared. She put her hands back down beside her, laying them flat on the bed. She waited, wondering what he would do next.

He had stared at her for at least five minutes. He loved the faint blush that tinted her skin....the way her chest would move as she breathed....He hadn't been with a human in at least 100 years. He had never been attracted to them before. Usually, it had been rape, a way of dominating his victim before he killed them. It was something that Angelus had taught him. Said it made the blood tastier. Spike had never enjoyed it. He knew he was a psychotic bastard, but that had been too much, even for him. Angelus could keep his games. Spike much preferred his women willing. He slowly began to take his shirt off, watching Willow watch him. The desire in her eyes made him feel good. It had been a long time since someone had truly desired him. For Dru, he had been a substitute for Angelus. For Willow.....he was wanted for himself.

Willow saw the emotions playing over Spike's face. She wondered what he was thinking. Then, she saw his pale flesh bared to her gaze and she didn't care anymore. She sat up on the bed and reached for him. She needed to touch him.

As Willow's warm hands touched his chest, Spike thought he would cum right then. He kissed her again deeply. He pushed her back against the bed. He had to taste her.

Willow felt his cold tongue on her core and moaned. She closed her eyes and let him take her somewhere she had never been. Spike loved the taste of her. Even after she had orgasmed, he still licked and sucked. He felt his hard cock demanding release and knew that it was time.

Willow saw him take his pants off. Her eyes widened when she saw his length. How did he thing he was going to get that big thing into her? She felt his mouth on hers and decided that he must know what he was doing.

Spike ran his cock over Willow's wet entrance. When he was covered, he slowly started to penetrate her tight opening. He knew that she would feel pain, so he decided to make it as quick as possible. He buried himself in her with one thrust, pausing so that she could adjust to his size. The smell of her blood further excited him.

Willow thought she was dieing. The pain was great, but the pleasure of Spike this close to her was better. She blinked back the tears and waited as he began to slowly move inside of her.

* * * * *

Willow felt Spike moving behind her, bringing her out of her memories. Her loss of virginity was something that she would never forget. He had kissed her tears away and they had both come together, screaming each other's names. That was when she knew that he did truly love her. She didn't know how or why, but she just had the feeling spread through her. She felt him slowly entering her. She looked back at him and smiled. He watched her with that sexy sneer.

"You're soaked. I wonder what you were thinking about...." he whispered as he began to thrust deeper.

"You....always you." she said kissing him deeply.