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"So, did you find anything?" Anya demanded.

Buffy glared at her. "Give me a minute. Donkey...door...doormat. Found it. It says that you are feeling inferior or stepped on. Were you the doormat or what?"

Anya rolled her eyes. "No, Xander and I had sex on the doormat. Do you think my inner self is telling me that I feel that Xander is using me for sex?"

Willow snorted. "Not likely. It is telling you that there is too much sex. My god, you two go at all the time and you even dream about it? Get a grip."

"Oh, you should talk Miss Innocent. I bet your dreams aren't all kittens and light. You have a dark side. Remember? I've seen it."

Willow turned to Buffy. "What does your mean?"

"I can't believe I had a dream about oatmeal" Buffy said, rolling her eyes. "Let's see....wow. Health and strength; new energies. Coolness. What about you Wills? What was your last dream?"

"Me?" Willow squeaked. "I don't dream."

Buffy rolled her eyes again. "I hear the moaning and the whimpering. You're either dying or..."

"Look up bathtub." Willow said, hating her paleness that showed off the blush so well.

"Oh, sex in a bathtub. Haven't tried that" Anya said, deliberately needling the girl.

"Shut up demon bitch" Willow muttered.

"Bath tub. Oh, what kind of water?"

"Huh?"

"Water. In the bathtub?"

"It was hot. Very hot." Willow said softly.

"She means the water." Anya said laughing.

Buffy looked at Willow. "Girl, you had better be ready to give me details."

"Why?"

"Very hot water in a bath tub means major unconscious emotions in an erotic way. Now, who was with you?"

Willow sighed and rolled her eyes. "Those damn things never mean anything."

Spike leaned forward in the bathtub, wanting to hear the little witch confess her dream. He expected some amusement out of their chattering.

"Come on Willow. You are almost showing me that you can be cool. Don't let me down" Anya begged.

Willow glared at her.

"Wills, we're best friends. You can share it with us. It was just a silly dream, those were your words."

"I am not going to sit here and tell you about my dream."

"You're no fun" Anya complained. "I'll tell you mine..."

"No!" Buffy and Willow said in unison.

"Xander and sex? Yuck." Buffy said, making a face.

"Does it say anything about repetitive dreams?" Willow asked suddenly.

"You've had it more than once?"

"Yes," Willow said, nodding. "Almost every night."

"That means it is something that you truly want" Anya said. "What? I've been around for a thousand years. I pick these things up."

"See? You have to share. What is it?"

"Buffy, begging does not become you."

"That's easy for you to say. You dream about bathtubs. I dream about oatmeal. Feel sorry for me?"

"Every day" Willow said laughing at the blonde's expression.

"We can always ask Giles to research it" Anya said. She saw Willow's eyes widen and smiled at Buffy. "It could mean something very important."

"You're right. Maybe a prophecy or something. Fine, Wills. You can just give him the details...."

"I hate you both" Willow said.

"Got you" The girls high fived each other. "Tell us. Don't leave anything out."

Willow sat back and sighed. "Well, do either of you remember that old rhyme? Rub a dub dub..."

"Three men in a tub" Buffy finished. Suddenly, she laughed. "Willow! Three?"

Spike leaned forward, hitting his foot on the side of the tub. He cursed, biting his lip from making a noise. They had forgotten that he was there.

"If I am going to do this, you both sit back and don't say a word. If you do, I stop. I will give the gory details, mostly in hopes that it will go away. You will never mention this again or face death."

The girls smiled and nodded. "Yes Ma'am."

"Ok. The dream. I am sitting in this big bath tub. It's one of those that is in a hotel suite. There are bubbles all over the surface. I close my eyes enjoying the warmness of the water. I feel hands on my neck, moving down to my breasts. I move my head, allowing more access. I hear the water splash and open my eyes. It is" She paused, closing her eyes, "Angel. He sits at the end of the tub, taking my foot in his lap. I feel his erection against the soul of my foot. The hands begin to caress my breasts even more. I look behind me and smile at..." Again she paused. "Riley." she said in a small voice. "My eyes roam the room looking for him, my mate. I see him watching with an amused look on his face. He can see my passion, my lust as they assault me with their hands....their mouths. I move forward, Riley getting into the tub behind me. I feel his hardness against my back as I lay against him. Angel moves his hands between legs, running over my folds. I can't take much more. Spike comes over and pulls me up, moving into the tub. He enters me as the bubbles slide down my body. I feel Angel and Riley caressing me as Spike fucks me, so hard. I cum, biting into his shoulder. He moves down to a sitting position, bracing me against the tub. He moves in me so deep, so fast. My head hits the side of the bath tub. He changes into his grrr face and I litter kisses over it. I feel hands on my breasts as the other two continue to build my excitement. I cum again as he fills me with his cold seed. The shower comes on, spraying us with hot, hot water. I watch as the other two get out of the tub, leaving me with my lover. He smiles at me and sinks his teeth into my neck. I close my eyes as the water beats down on us, scalding my skin. He never drinks too much. Always bringing his mouth back to mine and sharing the taste.....I feel him start to stand and I wake up. Every time. I never know what happens after the tub."

Anya ran her hand over her face exchanging a look with Buffy. Buffy breathes deeply, trying to free her mind from the images that Willow had provided. She felt aroused. Little Willow dreamed about sex with Spike.....

Willow opened her eyes and looked at them, her face red. "Just a silly dream. Right?"

Spike sat back in the tub, his cock straining against his tight black jeans. The witch wanted him. He looked at the tub that he was shackled in, seeing her passion filled face as he moved in her. Groaning, he adjusted himself.

"You want to fuck Blondie. Why don't you?" Anya said.

"Anya!" Willow shrieked.

"Please. You're single. He's single. He is tied up right now...in a bath tub."

Buffy laughed. "Don't tell me you don't remember that detail Willow."

Willow knew she was blushing. She heard a groan come from the bathroom.

"Oh my god....he heard. I'm going to die."

Buffy and Anya laughed. "I don't hear him screaming for help. He wants you Red. Any idiot can see that." Anya said.

"I don't see it" Willow declared.

"Wills, go. Spike. Naked. Bathtub. Just don't tell me about it. OK?" Buffy said smiling and pushing her friend towards the door.

"We'll go now. Remember, be loud." Anya said.

Willow was shoved roughly into the bathroom by Buffy. She heard the lock click from the outside.

"Let me out of here!" She demanded.

She heard a chuckle. "Luv, I can smell your arousal. We can do this with the hand cuffs or without."

"What?" she said looking at him.

"Sex. With or without? You're choice, seeing as I am the one locked up."

"With" she said softly, moving forward. She saw his erection hard against his jeans.

"Into that stuff huh pet?" he smiled wickedly.

"Only with you..." she reached over and caressed his hardness.

"Rub a dub dub" he said silkily as she freed his cock.

"Damn, the stuff that dreams are made of" she remarked seeing him for the first time. She pulled her panties off, thankful that she had worn a skirt. She got into the tub, straddling him. Sitting down, she closed her eyes as he filled her completely.



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