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"Damn it." Willow cursed as the spell went awry. She should have re-read the spell. No, she had trusted Giles when he said it was fine. Who knew what she had just accidentally cast. She had been there and done that on bad spells. She shivered as she remembered that other spell she'd done a few months ago. That had turned out real great.

"Hey, Wills. What the hell blew up on your shirt?"

"Xander, I'm busy. Giles gave me the wrong materials or something. I somehow know that this was not how the calming spell was suppose to go."

"Calming spell?" Anya asked, "Oh, is poor little miss tense? You know what the best cure for stress is don't you?"

Willow glared at the girl. She was not in the mood for lectures about the joys of sex from a thousand year old twit.

"Sex. Cosmo said so. It must be true."

"Babe, remember that talk?"

"What? I didn't say anything about wanting sex. I just said that it was a cure for sex."

There was laughter from the doorway. "Don't mess with the little witch. She swore off sex when the puppy made off with the bitch."

Willow glared at Spike. She realized that she'd done a lot of glaring lately. She shook her head, "I haven't sworn off sex. I just became choosy about my partners. And I can't believe I'm sitting here discussing this with you."

Spike smiled, "You like to think about me and sex don't you luv?"

"Turns me on. Oh baby. Oh baby. Oh baby." Willow said deadpanned.

Anya snickered as Spike scowled.

Xander started to laugh, "Guess you finally found someone that is immune to that dead boy charm."

Spike growled at the boy.

"Man, it must be tough. To be turned down by Wills. Good going Willow. Great to know you have taste."

"I really wish you'd shut up Xander" Willow said, turning back to look at the spell.

Xander opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Startled, he got up and went to the kitchen. Maybe he was thirsty.

Willow tried to re-read the spell but Anya and Spike chattered behind her.

"Would you two hush?" She asked, turning.

"What?" Anya asked.

"The sex talk? I could do without the words of wisdom from Fangless."

Spike smiled and stretched, his tight jeans molding to his legs. Both Anya and Willow watched the material stretch across the crotch. He chuckled knowingly. "She's just getting turned on listening to me. Can't keep the attraction inside forever Red. You'll blow up."

"Bite me" she said rolling her eyes.

His grin widened, "with pleasure, pet."

"You two are so amusing. You remind me of this couple that I had to deal with, guess it was 1790 or so. The fire was amazing between them. She got pissed over something he said. Anyway, I got twist his insides up and make him cough them out and..."

"Yuck!" Willow said making a face. "How can you stand knowing the things that you did?"

Anya shrugged, "I was a demon. What can I say? I enjoyed it all. True, now that I'm stuck here, I sometimes think it would be easier without the memories."

"Me too. I hate hearing the details. Even Spike is nice enough not to provide those."

Anya smiled, "Sorry. Anyway, as I was saying, I got to torture him with this sword."

"I wish you didn't remember all the gory details of your demon past" Willow said, making a face as Anya gave more details.

Spike rolled his eyes. This demon thought she was bad ass. He'd done far worse. "Then what?"

Anya looked at him and blinked, "Huh? We were talking about sex right?"

"Not that again" Willow said. She hated to admit that he was right, but Spike had guessed it correctly. Hearing him talk about it did turn her on. His body...his voice...his knowledge. Anya got up and went looking for Xander.

"Poor little witch. Wolfie didn't satisfy you the way he should have. You need a man, not a little boy. Just waiting for me weren't you, pet?"

She looked at him, her green eyes on fire, "Yes, Spike. You're so right. I wish for you to teach me everything you know about pleasure and sex, for you to want me as much as I want you. It's my greatest desire, right beside going to hell."

She turned back to the spell. She gasped when she felt hands on her shoulders. She looked up into lust filled eyes. "What are you doing?"

Spike smiled, "Beginning the lesson."

Willow squeaked and stood. She moved quickly away from Spike.

"What do you think you're doing?"

He smiled slyly, "I told you. You wanted me to teach you. I heard you say it."

"I was joking. Good grief. Spike! Stay over there."

Spike continued moving towards her, his eyes roaming over her. She shrieked as he lunged for her. She moved quickly, climbing over the couch.

"Anya, Xander. Help!" She yelled as Spike smiled at her lustily.

Anya looked out the door. "What are you two doing?"

"Keep him away from me."

"How can I do that? He's a vampire. I'm a girl."

"You're an ex-demon for pete sake."

"That's funny Willow. Me? A demon? Xander needs to hear that one."

"What?" Willow looked at her in shock, forgetting about Spike.

Xander came out, moving his lips. She didn't hear anything.

"Babe, Willow thinks I used to be a demon."

Xander made a laughing face, again no sound.

"No!" Willow shrieked as Spike grabbed her. She pushed against him. "Let me go you walking popsicle."

"Can't do it. I feel this need to teach you about pleasure" the way he said the last word almost made her pause.

"Oh my god....This is my fault. I wished that." Willow pulled away and moved to the door, all three watching her. "I wished that Xander would shut up and that Anya wouldn't remember being a demon and Spike would...Giles. It is all his fault. That damn spell. I'll fix it. I have to fix it."

She pulled open the door and ran out into the night.

The three watched her go.

"Do you think she'll be ok?" Anya asked.

Spike laughed, "The slayer and the watcher are around as is the slayer's pup. They know what's happening."

"Don't you think this is a little extreme? I mean, that botched spell was over a month ago."

Spike looked at Xander, "She deserves this. It's going to be interesting to see what she wishes for the slayer and the watcher. We got off easy mate. All you had to do was keep your mouth shut."

"Xander's right. This seems a bit harsh. She didn't mean for that other spell to go screwy."

"You all agreed to this. Hell, the spell idea was the slayer's." Spike saw them looking at him. He sighed loudly, "Fine. I'll go after the little chit and make sure no one gets her. Damn, I'm sick of this town. Can't even mess with someone's mind without everyone getting soft."

Spike continued to mutter crossly as he grabbed his duster and left, ready to find the little witch. He had to smile when he remember what she had inadvertently wished for him. The thought wasn't as awful as he'd like to make them all believe.

The little witch got under his skin. He wanted her screaming beneath him. Maybe this whole prank thing could be his ticket into her bed. Smiling, he took off after her. He couldn't risk the slayer or the others messing this up until he had gotten what he wanted. Willow.