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Willow heard a crash and jumped up from the couch. She let her book fall on the ground, forgotten. She went into the spare room, taking in the keyboard that lay on the ground.

"Uh...is everything ok?" she asked.

Spike looked up and glared at her. "Damn stupid machine. Why can't people do things normal anymore?"

Willow hid a smile, "Having problems with the computer?"

"You mean this horrible contraption? Things should be outlawed. Complete waste of time." Spike muttered, hating the smile in the girl's eyes.

Damn it all to hell. Of all the people to look stupid in front of, it had to be his redhead. His? He almost laughed. That was a joke. She would never be his.

"Spike...this is Giles' computer so you might want to be more careful." Willow pointed out.

"Mine is as bad" he said, sulking.

Willow laughed, "You just don't know what you're doing. I thought you could use a computer?"

"I can" Spike said, sighing loudly, "I just can't get this silly thing to work."

"Would you like some help?"

"Don't need charity" he replied, looking stubborn.

"Fine...how about a deal?"

"A deal?" he asked, a crafty look in his blue eyes.

"You help me learn to fight and I'll help you with the internet."

"You want to fight?" he asked, surprised.

She nodded, "Buffy isn't always going to be around...I'd like to be able to defend myself...."

"No one finds out about this. It would hurt my reputation" he said, nodding.

"What reputation?" Willow muttered. Smiling brightly at him, she said, "Sure. It can be our secret. We can even do it at your place so that no one finds out."

Images of him and Willow 'doing it' at his place made him swallow. He felt his cock stir as the images continued to play out. "Fine" he said, a bit strangled.

"You ok?" Willow asked.

She saw him nod, and sighed. What was she thinking? How was she suppose to be around him without jumping him? Just being close to him sent her hormones in orbit.

"Fine. So, private lessons, my place. When do we start?" Spike asked, not wanting to sound to eager.

"Tomorrow? I can come by after class...That way Buffy won't be suspicious."

"I'll see you tomorrow then, pet. Can't wait to start these lessons" he said, standing up.

She watched him leave, her eyes on his tight ass. She had visions of what she wished he would be teaching her dance through her head. Suddenly, she felt warm. She gulped, hitting herself mentally. There was no way he wouldn't guess her crush on him. He wasn't stupid. She'd have to do a good job of hiding it. Tomorrow, the lessons would begin.

**********

"What the hell happened here?" Willow asked, her shocked eyes taking in the desk.

Spike shrugged, "I got bored."

"Bored? This is what you do when you get bored?" Willow asked, dumbfounded.

"What can I say? I'm an evil bastard demon who doesn't deserve to have a computer." Spike said drolly.

"Well, I agree with the doesn't deserve a computer part..." Willow said, not responding to his taunt.

"You can fix it. Quit skitzing on me, Red."

"I can fix it? The deal was tutoring on the internet. Not rebuilding from this."

"You backing out?" he asked, making his voice sound hurt. She bought it.

"No...I want to learn how to defend myself. But, damn it. This is going to take me days to figure out...if you still have all the pieces...You didn't throw anything away did you? Please tell me you didn't throw something away..."

"I might have...don't remember." Spike said, thrilled that it would take her awhile to fix the mess he had made. He had thought over the night about their deal. He knew it wouldn't take him long to learn what she was going to teach him. He picked up things quickly. He didn't want to lose her as soon as he had her, so he had devised this little plan. Completely take the computer apart and 'lose' some pieces. It worked.

"Fuck...I mean, darn." Willow said, covering herself.

Spike laughed, "You can say fuck around me anytime luv. Anytime at all." Visions of her writhing underneath him naked flashed through his head.

"I don't want to start this until tomorrow. Can we start my lessons tonight?" Willow asked, visibly disturbed at the shape of his computer.

"Sure thing Red. I'll teach you everything you need to know..." he let his words drift off as he stared at her, "about fighting."

Willow gulped, trying to ignore the heat that had spread through her at his teasing words. "About fighting...right. Fighting."

Spike smiled slightly. This might not be as hard as he thought. She was ripe for the seducing.

**********

"Damn it Red. Not like that!" Spike said, throwing his hands up in disgust.

"Don't yell! I'm trying!" Willow snapped back.

"This is bloody well pointless. You couldn't fight a bug with a flyswatter." he said, glaring at her.

"You...you...jerk!" Willow said, turning away from him.

They had been practicing for hours. Well, more like one but it seemed louder. She had learned two very important things so far. One was that Spike was not patient enough to be a good teacher. Two was that she wanted nothing more than to throw him to the floor and fuck him silly.

"Jerk? Ouch. That one really hurt." Spike said, angry at her.

He hated this. He had spent an hour touching her, showing her movements. He couldn't get enough of having his hands on her. All he wanted to do was take her to his bed and not let her leave for a few hundred years. Instead, he was stuck trying to get her to fight. Complete waste of time.

"You make me so mad!" She screamed.

"Me? What about you? I've never in my life seen anyone as uncoordinated. I'm surprised you can fucking walk without killing yourself." He screamed back, moving closer.

"Fuck you! I can too walk. Your teaching is what is horrid. How the hell can I possibly learn anything when you won't take your hands off me for more than a few seconds? I can barely think much less fight!"

He seethed, pissed that she had insulted his teaching. Suddenly, his brain realized what she had said. He moved even closer, "Listen here miss thing. I may want to get my computer fixed, but that doesn't mean I want to kill myself in the bargain."

"Kill yourself? I may bloody well murder you myself" she spouted back, squaring off opposite him. Her breath was coming in drags as she faced him.

"Try it, luv" he drawled.

"Fuck off...and fix your own damn computer!" she said, turning.

He caught her arm easily, pulling her to him. His mouth caught hers, his tongue slipping past her open mouth. He feared she might push him away, but he relaxed when she melted against him. Her hands snaked around his head, pulling his head closer. She whimpered as she moved against him. He swept her into his arms, never breaking the kiss, and headed towards his room. She wanted lessons? He'd give her lessons.

**********

Willow felt the cool silk of the sheets touch her skin. She broke her mouth away from Spike's, kissing her way down his face. She licked at his neck before biting him with her blunt teeth. She heard him growl as she felt his hands on her. She chuckled as she arched up against his hard body.

Spike moved his mouth down her throat, biting her softly in reciprocation. He heard her whimper and smiled as he continued on his path. He took the first button of her shirt in his mouth, biting it off. He spit it onto the floor, his eyes meeting hers. She was aroused. He could see it in her eyes and he could smell it. He ran his tongue over the salty flesh that bared from the missing button. He then moved down to the next one.

Willow was on fire. She had never felt like this before. She moaned as his mouth found her breast. He ran his tongue over her nipple before sucking it into the coldness of his mouth. She closed her eyes as he continued down her stomach. Soon, all the buttons were gone and he had licked and kissed her all over her chest. She felt his hands on the waist of her pants and whined softly. She needed him to touch her.

Spike deliberately went slow. He heard her frustrated groan and had to laugh. He bent down and ran his tongue over her belly button. He heard her catch her breath as his hand dipped into her jeans, rubbing her through her cotton panties. She was soaked and it had just begun. He unbuttoned her jeans, using his leg to push them down. His knee brushed against her cotton covered mound, causing her arch up and moan. He got a shifty look in his blue eyes as he moved his leg back up. He began to rub her with his leg, his jeans causing friction against the cotton.

Willow felt as if she was about to explode. She began to murmer, not sure what she was even saying. She began to thrust against his leg, his mouth again sucking on her breasts. She felt her stomach tighten as she clenched her thighs around him. She cried out as she had an explosive orgasm, her juices soaking through her panties and wetting the leg of his jeans.

He looked at her, mischief in his eyes, "Ready for the next lesson luv?" he asked as his fingers dipped under her panties and brushed against her clit causing her to again cry out.

**********

Spike ran his cock against her wet pussy. He licked his lips, her juices still covering his face. He had given her three more orgasms, taking his time and just enjoying the taste of her. He had all evening, so he had wanted to torture her as long as possible. She was covered in sweat, her eyes dazed. Her lips were torn from where her teeth had ripped them during her third orgasm. He had licked the blood from them, letting her taste herself on his tongue.

But, time for playing was over. He was throbbing with desire. His cock was harder than it had been ever. He brushed the head against her clit, hearing her cry out. He knew she must be tired. Her juices had soaked through the sheets, she had cum so much. The air was filled with the stench of sex and sweat. He had never smelled anything lovelier.

"Please" Willow begged, her need consuming her. She was sore, but in a good way. She had never imagined that sex could be like this. He had teased her for hours, getting her so close then backing away. She knew he wanted her. She had seen his cock, amazed by its size. She still wondered how it was going to fit, but she didn't care anymore. She had to have it in her.

"Yes, luv" Spike said, sinking slowly into her. He closed his eyes and grunted as the warmth enveloped him. She was so tight. He felt his head pushing against her barrier and paused. "This may hurt, pet."

"Fuck it" Willow cried out, arching up. She groaned as she felt a tinge of pain as he broke through her. He sunk into her deeply, his mouth on hers.

Spike began to move slowly, taking her virginity into consideration. Soon, though, she was thrusting against him. He moved faster, his mouth kissing her face. She caught his eye and moved her head slightly, baring her neck to him. He felt his orgasm approaching as she tightened around him. His fangs slid out as he bit into her offered neck. He came, his seed spilling into her.

"Wow" Willow said softly, smiling a satisfied smile.

"You ok?' he asked softly.

"Never felt better...when can we do it again?" she asked, smiling. She ran her hand over his chest, taking his nipple between her thumb and finger.

"Give me time to rest up, luv" he said, smiling. He felt his cock hardening already. "Time's up."

"Oh goodie....I guess this is one perk of dating a vampire" she said, seeing his hardening cock.

"Dating, Red?" he said, brushing his thumb over her clit, letting his fingers rest against her red curls.

"We are dating, aren't we?" she asked.

He laughed, "Yes...it appears that way. Ready for the next lesson?"

Willow smiled, "Did I say you were a bad teacher? I was wrong....very wrong. I love your lessons."

Spike laughed as he caught her mouth with his. Time for more of their private lessons.



THE END