Everybody’s getting spanked but me
Willow plopped down on Giles’ couch and let out a big sigh. “Hello? Anybody home? Giles?”
“In here, Willow,” Giles called from the kitchen. “Do you suppose you could watch Spike for me for a few hours? I have an,” he cleared his throat awkwardly, “appointment.”
“Sure, Giles.” Wonder what her name is? Ooh, bad Willow. This is Giles we’re talking about. “I brought my books so I can just study here. Is it okay if I unchain Spike?”
In the bathroom, Spike’s ears perked up when he heard the redhead’s request. Good ole Red. Always trying to be nice to the big bad vampire. It still amazes me that she defends me to the others and goes out of her way to be nice to me. After all, I have tried to kill her. Repeatedly. Angelus did always talk about what a sweet, innocent girl she was. Of course, he had desperately wanted to corrupt the little witch, ruin her gentle nature. Lucky for me the bloody pouf got resouled before he ever got that far or I’d be chained up in here forever.
“I suppose so, Willow. I still do not agree that it is a wise choice of actions, but he seems to have proven that he will not disappear if he is freed. And it is still daylight outside, so he wouldn’t get very far anyway. Just remember to be careful.”
“Sure Giles. You know me.” Careful, cautious, reliable Willow.
“Oh goodness, look at the time. I have to run, Willow. I can’t be late or I shall have to pay the price.” The door slammed shut behind the Englishman, and Willow was left standing by herself in the living room.
“I don’t believe it. Everybody really is getting spanked but me!” Sighing, she grabbed the keys and headed into the bathroom. “Hey Spike. Are you hungry or have you eaten?”
“I ate a while ago, but I wouldn’t mind a little something else.” A huge smile was plastered across his face. This little witch may be more interesting than I thought.
“What are you so happy about?” Sheesh, look at that goofy grin.
“You’re going to unchain me and I get to eat, right? That’s reason enough to be happy.” As for the rest of the reasons why I’m happy, well you’ll find out soon enough.
“Yeah, I guess so.” I haven’t seen him this happy since the last time he tried to kill me. Well, since before he discovered the implant wouldn’t work. He’s got to be up to something. “You’re not going to try and escape are you?”
“Course not, pet. Why would I leave when I could enjoy the pleasure of your company?” He raised an eyebrow suggestively and smirked at her.
“Oh, yeah. That’s for sure. No one would ever leave when they could have my company. Nope, they’d never have someone secretly pack up all their stuff like they weren’t ever even here. They’d never just disappear without a trace, with no word as to whether or not they’re even alive. Why would I even consider such a thing?”
“I’m sorry, pet.”
“What? Are you sure you’re really Spike?” This isn’t really Spike, right? Spike doesn’t apologize. Spike might wave a bottle in your face, threaten your life, even get drunk and cry on your shoulder, but he does not apologize.
“Look you heard what I said. I’m not going to repeat it.” Stupid chit. Was just trying to be nice to her. No reason to make fun of me. Well, okay, lots of reasons. Can’t bite, can’t even hurt anyone. But there’s no reason to make fun of me for trying to show a little sympathy to the witch.
“I’m sorry, Spike. You just caught me off guard being nice.” He growled. “In a mean, demonic sort of way. And I’m not really that upset over Oz anymore. I’m moving on with my life. It’s just a slow process.”
“Let’s not even talk about. So, you gonna stand there like a tease with those things or let me go?”
“Oh, sorry.” Willow unlocked the chains and watched as Spike stood and stretched. Mmmm, he really is yummy to look at. Bad Willow! Remember vampire? Broken bottle? Kill you or turn you? But you can’t deny he’s got a great body. I suppose it’s okay to just look then.
Spike felt the redhead staring at him. “Like what you see, Red?”
Willow turned and walked out of the bathroom, hoping he wouldn’t notice the blush that was spreading across her face. She went to the kitchen to warm a cup of blood and grab a soda from the fridge. She stood watching the numbers tick down on the microwave and didn’t notice the vampire sneaking up behind her until he grabbed her around the waist.
“Spike! Don’t sneak up on people like that! You made me spill soda all over the counter.”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Someone’s made a terrible mess. Maybe they ought to be punished.”
“What?” Willow’s heart suddenly seemed to race out of control as she turned to face the vampire.
“I heard what you said when the watcher was leaving,” he answered as he took out his mug and gulped it down hurriedly. “I could change that little,” he paused, “problem you have.”
“Problem, me? Nope, no problems here. A definite lack of problem-having.” Willow turned to wipe off the countertop, but Spike caught her wrist and spun her to face him.
“Don’t play coy with me, witch. I’m making the offer now, but it’s not going to be available forever. Do you want me to spank that sweet little ass of yours or not?”
Willow stood and stared into his icy blue eyes. Sweet little…? Me? Do I want to be spanked? By Spike? This is Spike. Evil, blood-sucking, strong, sexy Spike. Oh, Goddess, I can’t believe I am even considering this. “Will it hurt?” she asked quietly.
Spike chuckled softly. “A little bit, but I can make it a very enjoyable sort of pain.” I can’t believe the little witch is going to let me do this. Maybe I’ve been overlooking something about this girl.
“Um, okay,” she squeaked. “But you have to promise to stop if I say so.” I hope I don’t regret doing this.
“You have my word, Red. Now c’mon.” Spike dragged her upstairs to Giles’ bedroom. “Get undressed, pet.”
“What? You didn’t say anything about, about getting undressed. I’m not going to get undressed in front of you.”
“Red, I’ve seen a naked woman before. You didn’t really expect us both to stay fully clothed for this, did you? Don’t lose your nerve now, Red.
Us? Did he say ‘us’? As in me and him? As in not fully clothed? Oh, Goddess. “Okay, but you never breathe a word about this to anyone.” I hope he doesn’t laugh at me.
“And get myself staked? Not bloody likely. Tell you what. Just strip down to your knickers if it will make you feel better.” He pulled off his black t-shirt and sat on the bed to watch her undress.
“What about you?” I did not just ask if he was going to strip down to his underwear. I am not doing this. I have got to be out of my mind.
“I don’t wear underwear, pet. But if you insist I can…” Spike stood and began to unzip his jeans.
“No! Um, I mean, that’s okay. Jeans are good for you. Yep. A nice look. It suits you. Jeans.” She turned away slightly from him and began to pull off her top. She unhooked her white cotton bra and let it fall to the floor. Then she slid out of her skirt, revealing a small pair of plain white cotton briefs. Taking a deep breath, she turned around to face him, covering her small breasts with her arms.
Bloody hell! Who would have imagined that she was hiding such a perfect body under all that fluff? Such pale smooth skin. Wonder what she tastes like? Ah, plain white cotton. Much more alluring than all that frilly and lace crap most women wear these days. Hmm, a natural redhead too. Lucky for me that cotton’s not too thick. “Come over here, pet,” Spike said huskily. “Don’t cover up, let me look at you for a second.”
“Please don’t laugh, Spike. I know I don’t have a spectacular body or anything.”
“Nonsense, Red. You have a beautiful body. I’m surprised I’ve never noticed before.”
“Well, you’ve always been obsessed with my neck somehow,” she giggled nervously.
“That’s lovely, too. Just a shame I missed all the rest to this point. Well, come here. Time for your spanking little girl.” Spike pulled her closer and laid her across his lap. He positioned her so that she could feel his hardness pressed against her stomach. He placed one hand on her back to gently hold her in place as he raised the other hand and smacked her firmly across the ass.
Oh, Goddess. I can feel his, his, I can feel him pressed into my stomach. Did I do that? “Oh!” Willow couldn’t help the involuntary jump when his hand struck her bottom. Wow, did he just get harder? Duh Wills. You’re laying across his lap squirming. No big surprise that he’s going to react.
“You going to be okay?” Please, don’t ask me to stop. I really, really want to do this.
“Yeah. Just surprised. You could do it a little harder. Um, if you want to.” It’s official. Willow Anne Rosenburg has completely lost her mind.
“I won’t do it harder because you’ll get sore faster.” And I want this to last as long as possible. He smacked her again and felt her press her body to him to keep from bouncing. Yes, I definitely want this to last a while.
Wow, I can’t believe I am enjoying this! It hurts, but it feels soooo good. Now I wish I’d just taken it all off. His hands are so cool against my skin. Ow! That one hurt. My skin has got to be getting red. I feel so warm all over.
She is really getting into this. The smell of her arousal is overpowering. Too bad she didn’t want me to take off my jeans. They’re bloody killing me now. Of course, if my naked cock was rubbing up against her stomach right now, I wouldn’t be able to resist the urge to throw her down and shag her senseless. Hmm, wonder if she’d object if I slid these panties off now? Spike slid his hand under the waistband of her panties and waited for a protest. When none came, he lifted her hips and quickly removed the offending garment. She sighed contentedly as she settled back down on his lap.
I can’t believe I let him take off my panties. Of course, I can’t believe I’m laying here across his lap letting me spank me either, so who cares about the panties? I wonder if he noticed how wet they were. I am so turned on! I never felt this way with Oz. Hmm, Spike is turned on too. What could we do after this? Does spanking count as foreplay? Wait, did I just think that? Oh, who cares? I can’t think straight the way he’s making me feel anyway. Willow squirmed slightly on his lap. Okay, it’s starting to hurt now. Should I ask him to stop? That potentially means no more being extra close to Spike. Maybe I should just tough it out.
“Pet?” Spike’s voice was shaky. He stopped spanking her and began to gently caress her red flaming skin. “I don’t want to do anymore or you may end up bruised or blistered. Could be a problem with you sitting in classes all day.” Besides, I want to shag you until you can’t walk anymore, so you’d have to sit anyway. “Just lay there for a minute. Let yourself recover.” He continued to stroke her softly, casually moving closer to her hot core.
Recover? How am I supposed to recover? I’m already going crazy with lust for you and now you’re stroking my ass? How does one ‘recover’ from being driven insane with desire? A soft moan escaped her lips as Spike’s hand brushed against her sex. She arched her back and raised her hips slightly.
Encouraged, Spike slipped his hand between her legs and ran a long finger along her slit. Cor, she is positively sopping! What moron would leave this little spitfire behind? Never mind. Just means I get to have her now. She gasped and moaned again. He teased her clit with his fingers, producing another moan from the redhead. He slipped a finger into her and began to thrust into her while his thumb massaged her clit. Cor, she’s so tight too! He slipped a second finger inside her and began to thrust faster.
Willow was writhing and moaning under his expert touch. Oh, Goddess. Nothing has ever felt like this before! Oh, Goddess. He’s making me feel so good. I can’t stand it anymore. Oh, Goddess! “Uh, Spike!” she screamed as her body spasmed around his finger.
Spike stroked her ass and back gently as Willow attempted to regain her breath. She was still laying across his lap, his throbbing erection firmly pressed against her stomach. Spike closed his eyes and enjoyed the feel of her warm skin under his cool hands. I want her so bad. The smell of her is driving me crazy. Who knew she’d be so hot underneath all those fluffy clothes? He pushed her off his lap and helped her to stand. “I want you, Willow” he murmured into her hair as he nuzzled her neck.
Wow, he used my real name. He never calls me by my real name. I want him too. I don’t even care if it’s wrong or right anymore. I just have to have him. “I want you, too, Spike,” she whispered.
That was all the encouragement he needed. He released her for a moment before yanking his jeans off and returning to her warm embrace. He kissed her passionately on the lips, exploring her mouth with his tongue, before tracing soft kisses down her neck and across her breasts. He brought one hand up to tease her nipple, but she grabbed his wrist to stop him.
“No more foreplay, Spike. I just need you inside me.”
Spike smiled and laid her gently down on the bed. She winced slightly as her tender ass hit the sheets, but the pain was immediately forgotten as Spike covered her body with his. He teased her slit with his cock and elicited a groan. Then, he thrust into her hard, filling her completely. So hot and so tight. I’m not going to last very long like this.
Oh, Goddess, he’s so big. I hope it’s not going to hurt. At least not too much.
Her brief whimper of pain was quickly replaced by moans of pleasure as Spike began to move inside her. He thrust into her hard and fast, desperately needing release. She threw her head back and gasped for air as the whole bed shook with the intensity of their movements. She lifted her hips to meet each thrust, mashing her clit against him as their bodies collided.
She screamed his name as she rode the wave of another mind-numbing orgasm and heard him grunt as he spilled his seed inside her. He collapsed on top of her, spent and panting for unneeded breath.
“Wow!” she gasped when she finally regained her breath. I could get used to this.
“You said it, luv.” I wonder how long before I can convince her to do this again. “So, pet?” he asked propping himself up on one elbow.
“Yeah?”
“Is there anything else everyone but you is doing?”