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Flaccid (1/1)

Spike flung her against the hard, stone wall. He rushed at her as she tried
to run, backhanding her with the power of a century.

"You are mine." He growled. "I claim you."

Willow cried out in pain as he grabbed her hair, yanking her head back. She
felt her knees go weak and slipped against him, felt herself falling toward
the floor.

He dropped her, dusting the pulled hairs from his hand.

"Always liked you, Willow. Since the first time I saw you. In the school,
you hit one of my boys with a statue. Didn't like that much. I like you,
though. You've got fire." Spike paced
"As I said. You're mine."

He reached down with a growl and lifted her off the floor, tossing her on
the bed he had shared with Harmony. Staking her was the best idea he'd had
in years.

Spike clawed at the redhead's clothes, she squirmed under his grasp,
speechless with fear. He ripped her shirt off, freeing her breasts.

Spike stopped for a moment, admiring her naked chest. It pleased him. He
dragged a handful of nails down her front, carving a beautiful pattern of
hatred on her. He smiled, a smile of passion and disgust for the pleading
girl.

"You're mine."

He pulled the rest of the clothing from her body, leaving her naked,
paralyzed with dread. She didn't even want to think about this monster in
her.

Willow squeezed her eyes shut, unable to watch. She heard the zipper and
braced herself for the pain.

After several moments, she opened one eye cautiously to glance at the
paused vampire.

He was kneeling over her, staring down at himself, cock limp and flaccid in
his hand.

"I...I don't understand." He stumbled. "This has never happened to me."

Willow opened her eyes fully, looking at the situation with suprise.

Spike, embarrassed, stood and put himself together. "I'm sorry. I can't." He
tossed her ripped clothes to her.

He stepped away carefully, avoiding Willow's eye contact.

"Forget what I said about you being mine and what of it."

Willow nodded, stunned.

"Oh, and Willow?" He asked.

"Yes?"

"Don't tell anyone about, well, you know." Spike pleaded. "I have a
reputation."

Willow nodded again, in a daze. Spike turned and left, head down, proverbial
tail between his legs.

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