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"My lord, what happened to you two?" Giles asked, rushing to Buffy and Willow's side.

Willow rubbed at the wound on her right shoulder. "Arrow"

"I beg your pardon?" Giles said, rubbing his eyes.

"Someone naked little man shot us with an arrow." Buffy said, rubbing her own wound.

Spike snorted, drawing the attention of the three. "Sorry. Just had an image."

"Doesn't really hurt....just tingles" Willow said softly, her eyes glued to Spike.

Spike shifted uncomfortably. She was looking at him like she was starving and he was her next meal. He saw the lust and desire in her eyes. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her. He had always liked the little red head, though he'd die before admitting it. She actually spoke to him like he wasn't a demon, which he was. Her soft voice had lately occupied much of his time. He felt himself harden when she licked her lips.

"Good tingle" Willow said, bringing her hand up to her wipe the sweat from her face. "I'm so hot..."

Buffy had begun to sweat too. She looked at Giles with lust filled eyes then scowled. The heat was still there. He wasn't fixing it. She moaned softly.

"Fix it" she demanded.

Giles exchanged a look with Spike. Something had happened to his slayer and Willow. He saw Willow stalking towards Spike. His shy Willow stalking? He turned back to see Buffy rubbing her hands over her stomach.

Suddenly, an idea struck him. He went to his bookcase, noticing that Spike wasn't moving away from Willow's advancing figure. He almost smiled. He'd seen the sparks between those two developing. He found the book he was looking for. Flipping to the correct page, he showed Buffy the picture.

"Is this the man that shot you?"

"Yeah, but he was taller" Buffy said, feeling the tingling spreading through her body.

All thoughts started to leave her mind. She was on fire. She looked at Spike and felt the tingling start to subside. She started to move closer, grateful for the halt of the strange emotions. Willow turned and looked at her. A low growl came from the redhead's mouth as she ran her hands possessively over Spike...

"Oh my...did Willow just growl?"

Spike smiled. "Think she's uh...claiming me, mate. What the hell shot them?"

Giles ran his hand over his face as Willow began to eye a confused Buffy with hate.

"Stupid Cupid...."

"Cupid? Isn't that a myth?" Spike asked.

Giles looked at him. "And vampires aren't?"

"See your point. What exactly did he shoot them with? I thought he was that chubby faced fellow that made people fall in love."

"Only on good days. Usually he is a mischievously son of a Goddess who likes to make trouble. I believe he shot them with a lust arrow."

"Lust?"

"Do I have to spell everything out for you? He made them need to find pleasure. I am quite surprised they made it here before it worked. Wait, he may have added in a bit of true love. I've read that he will do that sometimes. Makes things even more interesting."

"You've lost me again."

"Damn it man. I thought you were the 126 year old. Haven't you ever heard of this?"

"If I had, I wouldn't be standing here talking to you mate. I'd be shagging my little redhead senseless. Now, why don't you be a good bloke and tell me what you're talking about. Will she...they be ok?"

"Once they find their release, they will be fine. Buffy's behavior supports the lust idea. Willow seems to have been affected much more deeply. I think hers may have had the true love mixed in."

"That means she won't be able to shag anyone except her true love?"

"That is what the books say."

"She will go crazy if she doesn't shag someone soon. I can smell her from here."

"Yes, well, thank you for sharing that." They heard a loud crash and turned to the forgotten girls. Willow had Buffy on the ground, her eyes cold with anger. They heard her growling and saw her look at Spike possessively. She had her hands gripped around Buffy's throat. Buffy struggled but soon admitted defeat. She whimpered at Willow then nodded her understanding.

Willow let her go, smiling a triumphant smile. She turned and looked at Spike again. She licked her lips as she moved towards him. He glanced at the watcher, his eyes regarding him with disbelief.

"It appears that she has well, chosen you as her mate" Giles said, smiling at the look of pride and slight fear on the blond's face.

"That means I shag her senseless and the spell is broken?"

"Well, she will no longer be under the control of it. She will be mated with you though. One of Cupid's personal matches. As in, till death do you part etc."

"Bloody marvelous." Spike said, noticing Willow's hand unbuttoning her shirt. "I'd better get her into the bedroom."

Giles watched Spike slowly move to the bedroom, his hands beckoning Willow to follow. He heard a slight moan and turned. He'd forgotten Buffy. What he saw made him sit down and watch.

Buffy had removed her clothes as was laying nude on Giles living room floor. She had one hand rubbing her breast the other between her legs. She had her eyes half closed in pleasure as she ran her finger down her slit. Giles felt his cock harden at the sight of his slayer playing with herself. She whimpered slightly as she moved her finger inside of her. Her hips arching up to meet her thrusting hand. She was sweating from the exertion of what she was doing.

Giles couldn't say that he had never considered his slayer in that way. Buffy was a beautiful girl and she often filled his dreams. He adjusted himself, trying to take the pressure off of his cock. Buffy heard the movement and opened her blue eyes. She sat up, her full breasts bouncing from the movement. She licked her lips and began crawling towards him.

"Buffy....stay there. That's a good girl...No, don't touch that...." a zipper is lowered.

"BUFFY! I'm your watcher. You don't do things like this with me...Oh my..." wet slurping sounds can be heard. Giles protests weaken.

"Yes....suck it. Oh yes..."

Suddenly, something breaks in him. He decides to fuck his protests. He'd never have this chance again.

"Does the little girl want this huge cock in her? Lay down and spread those legs...."

Buffy screams out in pleasure as he thrusts into her. Soon, the sounds of flesh meeting, moans and soft gasps of pleasure can be heard throughout the room.

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Spike felt like he was a piece of meat. Her eyes hungrily wandered over his frame. He suddenly knew how women must feel. He felt his cock harden even more. He liked it.

Willow moved toward him, knocking him back on the bed. She ripped his shirt from his body, her hot mouth moving over his chest. He moved his hands to her face, bringing her mouth to his. This may be the product of a spell, but he had no intention of it only being this one time. He wanted their first time together to be enjoyable, not rushed.

Willow ran her hands down his chest until they cupped his hard erection through his tight jeans. He heard his zipper being lowered. Her green eyes looked into his. She smiled impishly as she stood and removed her clothing. Her eyes fell to his cock and she licked her lips. She saw the small drops of pre-cum covering the head. She moved her hands down her body, rubbing against her soaking slit. She heard him whimper slightly and smiled. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. She straddled him, rubbing his cock against her. She felt him run his hand along her slit, closing her eyes as he ever so lightly touched her clit.

She looked at him, passion filling her face. She brought his wet hand to her face, her tongue licking his finger, enjoying the taste of herself. She thrust down as she sucked his finger. She gasped as she found herself filled more tightly than Oz could ever have imagined. Spike was definitely a man. She began to thrust down to meet him. His free hand twisted her nipples roughly. She cried out from the pleasure. He turned them over quickly when she started to lose control. He pounded into her savagely. Needing his release. She dug her fingernails into his back as she came explosively. He pumped one...two...three more times before finding his own release.

He heard the slayer cry out from the living room. He had to smile at the idea of the watcher fucking his precious slayer. He glanced down and saw Willow smiling satisfactorily at the door. She had mischief and amusement in her eyes. He caught her face with his hands, bringing her eyes to meet his. The mischief fled as the familiar look of innocence and fire returned.

"What the bloody hell just happened?"

"I think we just had hot, explosive, fantastic, made me lose my breath sex. Where were you?"

He tightened his grip on her face. "Don't play with me pet. You won't win."

She nodded, jerking her face free. She stood up sending him sprawling on the bed.

"I found a book that referenced Cupid. Since it is the hellmouth, Buffy and I decided to have a little fun. She's wanted Giles since she discovered that he's a sexual being. So, we set up our little 'attack' and hoped that Giles would jump to the wrong conclusions. Which he did. So, that's it."

she reached for her shirt.

"Where do I fit into this little drama?" he asked, watching her dress.

She was keeping her back to him.

"I've wanted you since you first came to Sunnydale. Decided to take advantage of our idea. I'd finally get great sex and you'd chalk it up to a stupid spell. Should have known you'd figure it out. You are too aware of what is going around you. Always watching. Hell, the council should hire you. Now, I can't just leave and act like it was the damn spell that made me so hot. Dont worry. It won't happen again because I've learned my lesson. Deception is a bad bad thing."

She felt him turn her to face him. He lifted her face, his thumb brushing away the tears that were on her cheek. You're babbling luv" he said kissing her deeply, bringing her body into his.

They kissed until Willow pulled away, trying to catch her breath. She looked at him amazed. "What?"

He smiled. "You never needed a spell. For me at least. I somehow don't see the watcher giving in so easily, though. Can I also just say, the slayer and the watcher? Eeww."

"You mean, you aren't mad?"

"No. Actually rather impressed with your cunning. But, if you try to trick me again, I'll have to punish you. Now, back to bed pet."

Willow smiled. "Punished? That could be good."

Spike laughed as he took her clothes back off of her. He pushed her onto the bed, entering her again. "Don't try me."

"Yes sir" she said sarcastically as she gave in to pleasure. Maybe Cupid really did work in mysterious ways.



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