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"Fangless, we need to talk."
Spike glanced up at Xander, who had joined him in the kitchen. The mortal was glancing around warily, like he was hiding something. His voice was low.
"I'm not Fangless anymore, Harris, and I'd appreciate it if you'd bloody stop calling me that," Spike said harshly. He was angry with himself for coming to LA, for breaking down in front of his Sire, and for feeling jealous that Willow belonged to Xander. It was obvious that the two were
happy, and Spike had just gotten too old to try to steal the redhead's heart from him.
He knew he'd never have Willow.
"Sorry," Xander frowned, looking away. "I had to ask you something, but never mind."
Spike rolled his eyes, sighing dramatically. "What, Harris?"
"Well, tomorrow is our anniversary, and I haven't gotten her anything. We had decided to just go giftless this year, knowing that to have the other was enough." He glanced down. "But I really want to get her something. . .there's something she's always wanted, and I might be able to actually give it to her."
"Fine. Just give me the money, tell me what it is, and tomorrow, I will make Peaches or his chit take me to the mall and I'll bloody give it to her myself." < How dare he? He is asking *me* to go buy *my* Red Goddess something for his anniversary! > Spike looked away, locking his jaw angrily.
"Huh? Oh, no, no! That's not. . .that wasn't the favor I needed."
"What is it then?"
Xander glanced around nervously. "You will laugh, and that's fine, but like I said, she's always wanted this." He looked away, as if he were putting off the inevitable. "Um. . .well. . ."
"Just spit it out, Harris!" Spike growled angrily, tired of the mortal already.
"I want to watch you fuck my wife."
Spike opened his mouth to speak, but was so shocked that no sound came out. He blinked, closed his eyes, then opened them. He glanced around, waiting for the punch line. When nothing happened, he turned back to Xander. "What?"
"Willow. . .she's always wanted to know what it would be like to be with a vampire. Angel's too. . .I mean, he's our best friend. It would be like seeing her with her brother, and that's so not good. And I don't trust anyone else. . .and I don't figure you would hurt her. . .and. . .of course, I would have to be there, you know, I mean, she is my wife. . .plus, I kinda. . .I mean, in a perverted kinda way, I would love to see her face with someone else, and you know, I kinda am not opposed to the idea of letting you be with her for one night, you know, as long as I can watch."
"You seriously want me to shag the redhead."
"Yea. Will. . .will you think about it?" Xander asked hopefully.
"No, of course not, you wanker!" Spike growled angrily.
Xander's face fell and he glanced away. "Oh. I'm sorry, it was incredibly rude of me to just ask you out of the blue if you'd come in and throw my wife down and bang into her, but I just thought it would be something really cool to give her and. . ."
Spike growled louder. "I don't have to think about it, Chubs, because I'll do it."
Xander blinked rapidly. "You will?" He blinked again, then a slow grin settled on his face. "You will! Cool!" He bounced over to Spike happily and hugged him tightly. "Thanks, Spike! You are the best!" He turned around and left a stunned vampire standing in the kitchen.
As he walked back out into the living room to join his wife and friends, he went over the plan in his head. Spike would seduce Willow, which would thrill his wife to no end. And since Xander was watching, and the redhead wanted to be with both of them, eventually, she'd invite Xander to join. . .and he would have brought his wife's greatest fantasy to life.
He'd never wanted to be with a man, and certainly not Spike, but over the years, listening to Willow whisper in the dark about Spike, and the things he made her feel, Xander had begun to feel the same way. He supposed it was a natural thing. The woman he loved most in the world had pretty intense feelings about the formerly blonde vampire, and knew that she was secure enough in her relationship with her husband to share those feelings.
Xander had grown to have a small crush of his own on the vampire after seeing him through Willow's eyes.
It didn't bother him, and it certainly didn't bother Willow. Her greatest dream in the world was to have one night with both of them together, pleasing her, or watching as the vampire sank into her husband over and over again. Xander himself had grown to love that particular fantasy as the
years went by.
And now, there was a possibility it was going to happen.
He sat down next to Willow, throwing her a bright smile. "What?" she asked suspiciously.
"Have I told you today that I loved you?"
"Yea," she said slowly, waiting.
"Just making sure," he whispered, kissing her softly.
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Spike watched as Willow glanced around nervously and snuck over to him while Xander was in deep conversation with Angel and Cordelia about the latest demon to grace their presence. His heart wanted to start beating at the thought that in exactly twenty-four hours, he would finally be able to hold the witch in his arms. He didn't care either way whether Xander was watching or not, and suspected that eventually through the night, the human male would join in.
That didn't bother Spike in the least.
"Hey," she said softly, hugging him. "I'm sorry. . .about everything, but I'm glad you are home."
He grinned at her, enjoying the way she proclaimed this was his home. "Yea, I didn't think I'd be happy to be here, but it's not as bad as I thought it would be."
"I have to ask you something."
"Sure, Red. What's on your mind?" he asked.
"Um. . .this is going to sound really stupid."
Spike chuckled. "What, do you want me to sleep with your husband?"
She looked up at him, her face filled with hopefulness.
Spike blinked. < Wha-? > "You want me to sleep with Chubs? Why?"
"Well," she said slowly, making sure that her little lie sounded good in her head, "he's always been. . .curious about being with a man. I mean, I've been with a woman and all, so I figured that he should experience the same sex situation himself. I've never met anyone though that I could stand kissing my husband. . ." She paused, glancing at the three engrossed in their conversation. "Angel would be too icky. He's like, my brother or something. That's just eww. And you know. . .I mean. . .you are here. . ."
His scarred eyebrow rose. "So you want me to bugger your husband."
"Well. . .yea. I guess. But I want to be there. I want to watch it." She shivered slightly, and Spike caught a whiff of her slight arousal.
< So the thought of me shagging Xander turns her on. Well, who am I to disappoint her? > Spike thought. "When?"
"Well. . .tomorrow is our anniversary, and we decided not to give each other presents, but I thought that, well, I thought that you might be a good gift."
Spike had to look away to keep from laughing. Here were two humans madly in love with each other, and both of them had come to him to get him to shag both of them. . .and neither knew about the other! "Well, I don't know, pet, it would probably be a little odd. . ."
"Please, Spike? It's really important to me."
He sighed unnecessarily. "I guess so, Red."
She squealed quietly and hugged him. "Thanks, Spike! You are the best!"
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