Unwrapping

By Elka

Title: Unwrapping
Author: Elka Carpenter
Email: [email protected]
Rating: R/NC17 - Sexual content, giggle.
Part: 1 of 1
Order: Follows 'Go' in 'Bad, Bad Things'
Spoilers: Season four. Spike is still unbitey at Giles'. 'Something
Blue'
never happened.
Distribution: http://wonder.tentex.com/~breathe
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon is a God-like creature and I fall before him on
bended knees. Oh, and WB, Fox, the usual creatures of the night. I
salute
you.
Feedback: I lick those that do not comment.
Author's Notes: Nita - More to get stuck in your head. Bleue - Smut,
smut,
smut for the whole world. Dagney - Unwrap him? Innocent twinkle. I hope
you
all enjoy this, it was hell to write - did it during a free period in
one of
the labs at the university I go to. Was afraid someone was reading over
my
shoulder.

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       "What is this place?" Willow asked as Spike led her into the
underground crypt.

       "Harmony and I hid out here for awhile, before, well, the
incident."
A glimmer of a smile passed over his face.

       "Incident?" She asked wearily.

       "Harm, foolish tart, fell on her own stake. Sigh."

       "You staked your own girlfriend?"

       "Not my girlfriend. I don't think there was enough in that head
of
hers to consider her anything more than a vapid little sex bunny." He
shot
back. "Besides, I didn't stake her, I can't kill, remember? I just gave
her
a light shove on to a little something I rigged up."

       Willow didn't hear him. She was too busy staring at him, trying
to
peer through the folds of the material. He still had the inane bow
around
his neck, all she wanted to do was unwrap it...

       Spike stopped talking. "What are you looking at?"

       The redhead drew in a breath and gathered herself up. "I want
you."
She said smokily.

       "That's my girl." He swept her off her feet, carrying her to the
bed
he had shared with Harmony.

       Willow smiled as he laid her out on the bed, stepping back for a
moment to admire what would soon be his. He leaned down on top of her,
removing his duster.

       Spike met his mouth to hers, proud when her tongue reached to
touch
his. He ran his hands down her smooth body, loving the creamy, warm
flesh.
So much different then Drusilla's pasty, cold skin.

       Willow broke the kiss, she slid down his body, wrapping her legs
with
his. Her teeth found the ribbon tied around his neck, she ripped it
off,
replacing it with her mouth. She bore into his neck with her dull
teeth.

       He moaned from the pain of her biting. "Careful, pet." He
warned.
"Don't break the skin."

       He couldn't help but imagine the look on the Slayer's face if he
turned Willow. It would be a brief look, because she'd need to look
away
long enough to stake him, but a look just the same.

       Spike bit Willow's ear, using his human teeth, he bit through,
eagerly sucking the drop of blood.

       "Top." Willow managed breathlessly. She overtook him, holding
his
hands over his head, her mouth claiming his once more.

       "How do you want it?" Spike asked between kisses.

       "I want it..." She began, her hand reaching for something behind
him.

       Spike heard the snap of the handcuff, the cold metal on his
skin,
both arms pulled tightly above him.

       Willow rolled off him, glaring down at him with the look of a
winner.

       "...but I'm the only one that's going to get it."

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