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"Hmmm...." Willow woke up to the sensation of cold on her leg. She opened one green eye and lazily looked down into mischievous blue eyes that were watching her face. "Spike...let me sleep."

He chuckled, "Sure luv. Sleep. Don't let me keep you awake."

Spike trailed his tongue along her leg, hearing her breath catch as he circled the back of her kneecap. She was sensitive in that area, a fact he had discovered after licking and caressing her entire body learning every square inch of her. He could smell her arousal and smiled against her knee. He couldn't explain the affect she had on him. She was almost intoxicating. He couldn't stand going more than a few hours without touching her. Not just shagging. Even holding her as she read or simply touching her hand soothed him. She was his peace. He didn't know what he had done to deserve it, but he wasn't letting her go. He trailed his mouth higher, listening as her heartbeat began to speed up. Soon, his face rested between her thighs.

"Spike...I'm sleeping" Willow warned, her voice strangled as he ran his tongue in teasing sweeps over her wet cunt. She whimpered, arching up as she felt his large hands move to her ass. She moved her hands behind her, holding onto the bed as she began to rock against his questing face and tongue. She moaned as he found the exact spot that always sent her off. She cried out, knowing he would continue tasting her until she was merely a pile of jelly. He loved waking her up in this way, with his face between her thighs. She didn't know if all lovers were like them, but she wouldn't trade it for anything. She loved having him inside her...his hands on her heated flesh. She felt his teeth scrape her clit and her thighs clenched around his head.

Spike brought her to another orgasm before moving his wet face up her body. He licked his way up her stomach, taking a moment to nip at her breasts before he caught her mouth. He eased his hard cock into her wetness, sliding in deep. He moved slowly, drawing her into him. He smiled against her mouth as he saw her eyes clenched shut tightly. He felt his balls tighten as he heard her guttural groan. He sent his seed into her, his teeth sinking into the flesh of her neck. He stayed inside her, resting his head beside hers as she sunk into slumber and he lapped at her wound, his arms around her still.

**************

Angel looked at the envelope warily. It was from Spike. He recognized the handwriting. He sighed, sitting on Cordelia's sofa. He had had to stay with her for the last few weeks, waiting until he could find the perfect place for his new office. He closed his eyes, not at all eager to see what had prompted Spike to write him for hell's sake. He opened his dark eyes, blinking at the letter opener hovering in front of him. He took it, "Thanks Dennis."

Frowning, he opened the envelope. He saw the card and read the words, Just Married. "What the hell?" He opened it up and read the names. He sat up straight, jumping to his feet. "Delia...get a bag."

"What?" Cordelia asked, looking in at Angel. She saw the anger and irritation cross his face as he glared at the card in his hands. "What happened?"

Angel looked at his secretary. "We're going to Sunnydale. Spike's has done something to Willow."

**************

"You're glowing" Buffy said, looking at Willow.

"Am I?" Willow asked, smiling.

"It's annoying" Anya said. "You're too happy. Have you and Spike even fought yet?"

Willow thought about it. "Yes, but we always make up. That's half the fun of it."

"No details. I may get sick" Buffy said, smiling.

"Actually, details are good" Anya said, leaning forward eagerly.

"You're awful" Willow said, rolling her eyes. "Lunch was fun guys, but I need to get going. I have to buy groceries and drop off our dry cleaning before meeting Spike."

"Gawd, you sound so...married" Buffy said, laughing at Willow's annoyed look. "But, you sound happy. You know that's all that matters to me."

"I know" Willow said. "He makes me very happy."

Anya saw the slight blush on the redhead's cheeks and laughed, "Yeah, I heard."

"Anya!" Both Buffy and Willow said, laughing as the ex-demon turned red.

"What? They could have woken the dead."

"I have to go guys." Willow said, shaking her head. "I'll talk to you tonight. Movie night at our place."

"See you, Wills" Buffy said.

"Bye Willow" Anya called out.

The redhead left as the two girls also got up and headed to pick up Riley and Xander at Giles. They talked about a variety of subjects before they made it to the ex-watcher's place. "Hey honey" Anya greeted, kissing Xander.

"Riley" Buffy said, kissing her own boyfriend. She sat down, looking at the scattered playstation games. "Did you boys have fun?"

"Yes but Giles won most of them" Riley said, smiling at the older man.

Buffy laughed, "Giles, have you been practicing?"

"Buffy, shhh." Giles said, smiling at his slayer.

Before she could respond, there was a loud knock on the door. "Come in" Giles called out, assuming it was Willow.

"Giles" Angel said, moving to coat from his head. He saw the others around and didn't see Willow. "Good god, he already has her doesn't he?"

"What?" Buffy asked, surprised to see her old boyfriend and Cordelia standing there.

"Willow. I got an announcement from Spike saying something about marriage. He plans to get her. Does he have her yet?" Angel demanded, angry at his childe for coming back to Sunnydale again.

Buffy and the others looked at each other before starting to laugh. Xander shook his head, "Man...you're too late. He's already got her....he's had her...probably in ways I don't even know about....." Angel just looked at them, confused by their laughter and Xander's words. Cordelia frowned, wondering what was happening.

"What is so amusing?" Angel demanded, glancing at Cordelia who wore a puzzled expression.

"You" Buffy said simply, laughing louder.

"Riding in here like some cowboy ready to save little old Willow" Anya said, shaking her head.

"Cowboy" Angel repeated, wondering if a spell had rendered them all insane.

"He doesn't wear white" Cordelia pointed out, smiling slightly. She didn't know what was going on exactly, but from the gang's reaction she was sure that Willow was not in any immediate danger. So, she was content to watch her boss squirm.

"Delia" Angel scolded, rolling his eyes. "Spike sent me a warning. Where is Willow?"

Buffy finally sighed, "We need to tell him."

Xander quit smiling, looking at Angel with a serious expression. "He does have to know."

Anya caught where they were going and hid her face in Xander's shoulder to keep from laughing. "I don't think I can hear about it again...."

"Me either" Riley agreed, shaking his head softly.

"Angel....I know this may be a shock....we were all trying to deal with it and we didn't even consider calling you" Giles said, his tone serious.

"What is it?" Cordelia asked, suddenly not so sure Willow was safe anymore.

"God damn it....what?" Angel demanded, glaring at them all in anger.

"A few weeks ago....well, something happened that changed her life...all of our lives actually" Buffy said.

"For the worse" Xander said, no longer meaning it. Spike made Willow happy. For that, he could tolerate the blonde vampire. "Well, except for Willow."

"Dum dum de dum....dum dum de dum" Anya began to sing, looking pointedly at Angel and stressing the word dum.

"Oh my god.....you don't mean" Cordelia suddenly realized what was going on. She started to laugh, not believing it.

"What?" Angel asked, his mind whirling through everything. He froze, recognizing the song. "Fuck no...."

"Willow and Spike are married" Giles said, nodding solemnly. He glanced at the others as the dazed expression crossed Angel's face and they all started to laugh again as Angel shook his head in denial.

**************

"The poof is in town" Spike said, grumbling.

"Angel's here?" Willow asked, putting the bowl in the cabinet.

"Yes. Felt the idiot earlier." Spike said, handing her the washed glass. He glared at the sudsy water as he washed the plate before handing it to her too.

"You sent him that announcement didn't you?" Willow asked, smiling at her husband.

Spike grinned, "Had to tell Pops about my new wife, didn't I? Besides, he should be damn proud of me."

"Yeah, it's not often sorry ass bastards like you get lucky and convince someone like me to marry you" Willow said, laughing as he scooped a handful of water and tossed it at her.

"Sorry ass?" Spike said, grabbing her and pinning her against the cabinet. "I'll show you who got lucky, Mrs. Morgan."

Willow felt the back of her shirt soaking through with water from the sink. She groaned as his tongue slid inside her mouth, his hands caressing her straining breasts through the thin cotton of her shirt. She felt his thumb brush over her hardened nipples as he lifted her onto the edge of the sink. She gasped as his mouth trailed a path down her body, sucking the flesh through the material of her shirt before his large hands pushed her skirt up. She leaned back, her back bending over the sink. She felt the cool metal as it poked at her back. Soon, the small discomfort fled her as his lips found her wet center. She felt his hands move underneath her and cup her ass, his painted fingernails digging into her flesh as he positioned her body to allow him more access to her. She was soon grinding her cunt against his face as he continued to kiss, suck and thrust into her. She felt his nose brush against her clit as she exploded, her fingers clenching in his hair.

Spike pulled away and stood, catching her mouth. His face was soaked with her juices as he kissed her, sharing her taste. He thrust his cock into her, surprising her. She gasped as he began to thrust, her legs moving around his waist. His hands tore her shirt open in urgency as she felt his mouth drift lower, claiming her breast. She felt his hands back under her ass as he began to move her against him, sending himself deep into her cunt. She began to move, brushing her clit against him on each stroke. Her head fell back, touching the faucet, as she screamed out her release as his fangs pierced her breast. She tightened her cunt around him, milking his release as he sent cold seed into her. She laughed as he moved them from the sink, carrying her to sit on the table.

"And did you enjoy dinner darling?" Willow asked, laughing.

"Always, pet" Spike said, lapping at the bite on her breast. "I suppose we should get dressed though. The damn slayer is waiting for us."

"As I'm sure Angel is too" Willow said, smiling at him. "We should shower though...I mean, we are all messy and stuff....."

"A shower?" Spike said, arching his eyebrow. "I like how your mind works, luv."

"I've had an excellent teacher" she responded, claiming his lips again as she slid to the floor. "A shower then we can face Daddy....."

**************

Willow giggled as she knocked on Giles' door. "Stop that" she scolded Spike as he continued to lick her neck. He had found a spot on the nape near the back that was ticklish and loved running his tongue over it.

"Willow!" Buffy said, giving her a pained look. She mouthed, 'Angel's here and he isn't happy.....' "Fang! How are the newlyweds?"

Before they could answer, Spike was pushed against the wall as Angel glared at him. "What did you do to her?"

"Angel! Let him go this instant" Willow demanded, looking towards the others for help. They merely shrugged, having spent half an hour trying to convince the older vampire that Spike had not put a spell on them into liking him.

"Everything you wish you could have" Spike said, his eyes flashing yellow as he struggled against Angel's grip. Damn it. He had been so occupied with Willow that he hadn't realized Angel was attacking until it was too late.

"What spell did you put them under?" Angel asked, his own eyes flashing yellow as he caught the scent of sex on both Spike and Willow. It wasn't that he wanted Willow. He loved her because she was the only one that had ever accepted him, but it was more of a big brotherly love. His demon had wanted to possess her...to take her innocence. It was the demon that was reacting now to Spike's taunts.

"Spell? What the hell are you talking about?" Willow asked. She hit his shoulder, causing him to growl at her. "Now listen here Daddy, don't you growl at me! This is Spike you're talking about. Why the hell would he put us under a spell instead of just killing us if he wanted to?"

Angel's eyes narrowed at her use of the term daddy but reason overcame his demon's need for blood. "Are you sure?"

"Angel, he's going on vacation trips with Buffy and Xander. What do you think?"

Angel shuddered at that mental image and released Spike. "That is probably worse than anything I could do to you anyway....Gawd, both of them together in one car?"

Spike grimaced, "Along with the farm boy and the nympho chick. Worse than death I can tell you."

Angel sighed, "You are a much better man that I am....I don't think I could handle it, even for love."

"Hey!" Buffy exclaimed, offended as she realized what they were talking about.

"I'll double that hey!" Xander agreed, glaring at Angel. Here only a few hours and he was already starting trouble. Damn stupid brooding vampire.

"You and Spike?" Angel said ignoring Buffy and Xander and looking at Willow as she stepped into Spike's embrace. He saw her smile and shook his head. "I just can't believe it. I always thought you were the smart one."

"Is that any way to talk about your favorite childe?" Spike demanded, glaring at his sire.

Angel's lips quirked as he said to Willow, "I wish you luck. You'll need it putting up with him. If you're happy, I'm happy."

"Thank you, Dad" Willow said, watching the amusement flash in Angel's eyes at her term. She hugged him, kissing his cheek. "So, do you have anywhere to stay while you're in town? We have extra room."

"Willow!" Spike shouted, glaring at Angel. "Peaches has somewhere to stay I'm sure."

"Actually, Cordy and I got here so fast no arrangements were made" Angel replied, throwing a smirk at Spike. He was rewarded when Spike started to respond, closing his mouth as Willow gave him a look. Angel smiled thinking that this might be rather fun after all. It appeared that Spike was completely whupped. "Thanks for the offer, daughter."

**************

"Nice house" Cordelia said, following Willow into the kitchen. She was still in shock, if truth be known. Willow was married to Spike, of all people. She couldn't believe it. And what was even more surprising was that they were so happy together. She sighed in envy at her old friend's happiness.

"Thanks. It was Anya's" Willow said. "She gave it to us as a wedding present."

"Wow....some gift" Cordelia said, laughing lightly. "Thanks for putting us up. I hate hotels."

"We have spare rooms so it's not a problem" Willow said, putting ice in two cups. "Anya moved in with Xander a few weeks ago, so it left us with even more room."

"They're serious?" Cordelia asked, taking a seat. She saw Willow's look of concern and smiled, "I'm happy that he's found someone. He seems happy."

"He is. For some reason, they fit together. Strange but it works. Sort of like me and Spike."

"Very strange" Cordelia said, taking the glass of soda. "But as you said, it works. You seem very happy with him." Willow sat down, not missing the wistful tone in Cordelia's voice. "What is it, Delia?"

"Hmm?" Cordelia looked at the girl. "Nothing. Things just happened so fast and I can't catch up yet. I mean, Angel was freaked. He had me in the car before I could hardly pack a bag."

"Angel lives with you?" Willow inquired. She noticed the red stain Cordelia's cheeks and her expression grew thoughtful.

"He's been sleeping in the spare room since the office was blown up. He lost everything" Cordelia said, her eyes growing sad.

"Oh" Willow said, sitting back. Cordelia was in love with Angel. She sighed, a small smile crossing her face. Poor Delia. Willow straightened as an idea began to form in her mind. With Spike's help, she might be able to manage it. She nodded, determination in her eyes. She was going to set Cordelia and Angel up. After all, they deserved to be as happy as she and Spike were.

**************

Willow glared at Spike as he continued to laugh. "Shut up."

"Sorry, luv" he said, wiping a tear from his face. "You are joking aren't you?"

"No" she said, her lower lip thrusting forward as he laughed.

"Oh, pet....you have to be joking" he said, looking at her. Recognizing the sullen look on her face, he sighed. "Damn...you are serious."

"I thought we had already determined that" she said, hitting his arm.

"But..." he started. Seeing the glint in her eyes, he knew he was in trouble. "Peaches and the Cheerleader?"

"She is in love with him" Willow said. "He also appears to really like her. Why shouldn't they be happy?"

"Ahem, luv, we're talking about the poof. Remember? Happy equals Angelus?"

"The restoration permanently anchored his soul. He can be happy all he wants" Willow said.

"You mean, he could have been shagging Slutty the entire time?" Spike asked, astounded.

Willow nodded, "Yes, but he realized it would never work between them. That's why he left....so she could get on with her life. Cordelia makes him smile. I like Angel and think he deserves someone to make him smile."

"Bloody hell....sometimes this marriage thing is right annoying" Spike grumbled, grinning at her to lessen his words. "So, we get to play matchmaker? What if they aren't interested?"

"They are. I can tell these things" Willow said.

At that, Spike snorted, "Oh yeah...you really saw my intense lust and love for you......"

"That's different. That was about me. This is about them. They belong together. So, are you in?"

"Do I have a choice?" he asked, arching his eyebrow.

"Nope, but wasn't it nice of me to offer anyway?" she said, smiling at him as she leaned over to kiss him.

**************

"So, Angel, how are things in LA?" Willow asked, watching his face.

"Fine" he replied, his lips twisting slightly as she sighed loudly at his one word answer.

"That's good. So, you're getting past the entire office blowing up thing?" she asked, trying to get at least one more word.

"Yes" he said, looking at the newspaper and hearing her groan.

"So," she started again, "You have a new place yet?"

"Yes" Angel said, a slight smile deepening on his face.

"Where is it?" she asked.

"Warehouse" he said, never realizing quite how difficult it was to reply in only one word answers. But, he had missed Willow and besides, he owed her for helping Spike worry him to death. He still couldn't believe she and Spike had gotten together, but he guessed he shouldn't be so judgmental. They were in love, as it was obvious to anyone watching them together. And, considering his and Cordelia's own recent stepping from friendship into more, he wasn't one to find a vampire loving a human that odd. Of course, Spike wasn't a typical vampire. But, then again, Willow was definitely not your normal human either. Somehow, they worked well together.

"A warehouse? Oh, that sounds nice" Willow said, glaring at his bent head. "Is it a large warehouse or a small one?"

"Large." "How many floors?"

"Four" he said, turning the paper.

"A floor for all of you then?" she asked.

"Yes."

"Wait, there are only three right? You, Delia and Wesley right? I still can't believe that he's one of you now...."

"Yep" Angel remarked.

"Then why four floors?" she asked.

"Need" he said, cursing softly. She was getting better at asking questions that required more than one word. Spike had taught her well. Who was he kidding? She had always been good.

"Why?" she asked, tapping her foot.

"Four" he said, turning the next page of the paper.

"Angel!" she demanded, glaring at him. He looked up, his expression innocent as he smiled, "What?"

She suddenly looked thoughtful. The way he was avoiding answering questions....the way Cordelia had been acting...the way they had been around each other. Damn, she was stupid. She had been so caught up in the idea of matchmaking that she hadn't seen what was right in front of her face. Spike was right about that. "So, how long have you and Delia been fucking?"

Angel's eyes widened at her question before he started to laugh, "What am I going to do with you?"

**************

"So, you and Angel....." Willow said, looking at Cordelia.

Cordelia smiled, "Can you believe it? And hey don't give me that look Mrs. Morgan! I'd say someone else had a penchant for vampires."

"Nope. Just one" Willow said, smiling. "I'm glad about you and Angel. Before I figured it out, I was planning on doing a bit of match making."

"You were going to set us up?" Cordelia asked, laughing.

"She was even forcing me to help" Spike said, moving to sit beside his wife.

"Whipped" Angel said, smiling at his childe. He saw Willow and Cordelia glare at him and shrugged, "Sorry, hon."

"Whipped huh?" Spike said, smirking.

"Shut up" Angel said, smiling at his new lover. "So, you two plan on coming to LA to visit."

Willow heard his question and realized it wasn't much of a question. She smiled, "Sure thing, dad in law. Seems like you'll have an empty floor anyway."

Cordelia smiled, "Hey, I still plan on taking my part. I need privacy once in awhile. But, the bottom floor is just going to be the office and some storage. Wesley has his floor and I'll have mine. But, I can share if you come to town to visit. Dennis should like you both."

"I can't wait to meet him." Willow said, sinking against Spike.

"Sometime" Spike said, having made a peace of sorts with his sire. "Maybe over some weekend."

"Sounds like fun" Cordelia said, meaning it. Over the past week she and Willow had had fun getting to know each other again. They had both changed a lot the past year. She had gained a friend, much to her joy.

"It should be" Willow said, playing with Spike's hand. "So, what are we doing your last night here?"

"Meeting at the Bronze" Cordelia said, making a slight face. She was very uneasy around Buffy now that she was involved with Angel. She knew the slayer was happy with Riley but there was still that past between the blonde and Angel. She felt Angel squeeze her hand and looked up into his eyes. She wasn't sure where they were going, but she knew she was going to enjoy the ride. "You two coming?"

"No" Spike said shortly, laughing as Willow smacked him. "Honey, do we have to play nice with the slayer again?"

Willow laughed as she listened to Spike whine at her. "Yes, baby. We have to play nice."

"The things I do for you" Spike said, kissing her tenderly.

Angel made a gagging sound before exclaiming as Cordelia hit him. "Watch it, Delia. I am bigger than you, you know?"

"Ooooh, I'm so scared" she shot back, rolling her eyes. He kissed her before she could finish her retort.

**************

Willow smiled as she ran her tongue over his cock, taking the head into her mouth. She heard him groan as she began to move, taking more of him into her wet mouth. She felt his fingers in her hair, brushing it gently as she bobbed back and forth against his erection. She chuckled as she scraped her teeth against him, rewarded by his groan of pleasure. She ran her tongue over him, drawing more of his length into her mouth. She moaned as he pulled out of her, pushing her back to the bed. He entered her wetness completely, sinking deep into her.

She caught his eyes, smiling at the pleasure and love she saw in their blue depths. "Make me cum, baby."

His lips twitched as he said huskily, "Gladly."

He began to move inside her, starting slow at first. His mouth caught her breast, running his tongue over her nipple. He bit gently, tasting her blood as he moved. He felt her fingernails digging into his back as she thrust up against him. He felt her heart begin to beat faster as he sped up. She was close, he knew. Over the months of their marriage, he had learned everything about her. He knew what each moan...what each look....what each touch meant. He had spent more than a hundred years with Drusilla and hadn't known her as well as he did Willow. That was yet another reason he loved her so much. He brushed his thumb over her clit as he felt his release nearing. She tightened around him, her scream of pleasure echoing through the room as he bit into her neck, his seed spilling deep inside her.

Willow felt him nuzzle the bite, a smile on her face. She didn't know what it was, but his biting her in climax was something so erotic to her...almost as if he had to claim her each time they made love. She sighed happily, her fingers running over his back. "Love you, honey."

"Love you, too" he said, smiling at her as he moved to hold her. "Happy, pet?"

She nodded, a large smile crossing her face, "Very happy."

"Good" he said softly, kissing his wife as they settled back to sleep. "Good night Mrs. Morgan."

"Night Mr. Morgan" she replied, snuggling against him.