Willow smirked, then frowned with a slight pout. "He better not have done anything to Cordelia." The red head, even though Willow was a vampire, had remained much closer to Cordelia than the former cheerleader had with Xander. Xander scared her, Willow protected her. It frustrated Willow to *no* end when her lover would scare the brunette human.

"You know how much it gets his stones off to bloody mess with her mind, pet."

Willow pouted. "But it's Cordelia. He shouldn't do that to her. I try to get him to stop, but he never does."

"And he won't, Red. It's his nature. Besides, he knows it gets under Peaches' skin."

Willow turned suddenly, pouncing on Spike, pushing him down. She straddled him, her hands on his chest. She licked her lips and grinded her crotch over his denim covered erection. "Wouldn't that be an incredible sight?" she leaned down, purring in his ear.

He thrust his hips up, closing his eyes. His demon rattled for him to flip her and pound into her, claiming her as his. However, he resisted, being a sucker for her to exert the sexual dominance that radiated from within. Having a demon released the fire in Willow. As much as Spike loved her soul; the wicked side of her, the darkness that her soul kept tightly locked away, made him ache for her. She was truly perfect for him in every way, complimenting his sexual side, his playful side.

Just as Xander complimented his dark, demented, evil side. Together the three made the perfect tight knit family.

Spike groaned as she leaned down, brushing her fangs against his neck. She never bit him without permission, knowing that to do that was strictly against the unspoken vampire rules. However, since Spike loved both his childer as more than just childer, *and* they were souled, he decided not to care about the Vampire Lore. Technically, how deep could the family of vampires get into lore when the Sire had a chip that wouldn't allow him to bite, *his* Sire had a soul, as did his two childer?

But that didn't mean she didn't tease.

She licked his neck slowly. "Can you imagine it, Spike? Watching Xander's eyes close in ecstasy as Angel pushes him down and savagely enters him? Would Angel be rough? Would his actions echo Angelus' days? Or would the soul calm him, make him soft, make him caring? Would he trail small kisses along my brother's shoulders? Or would he rip into his neck and drink as much as he could?

"I smell it, you know. Angel gets aroused when Xander fights him. I can tell that his demon strains to break free and claim him. He wants him, wants to be able to pound into him like he does me."

Spike bit his bottom lip, aching to be released from the confines of his jeans. She was slowly rubbing against him, and he quickly realized that under the short leather skirt she was wearing, she'd neglected to wear panties. She gasped slightly as the denim brushed against her clit.

"I could have an orgasm just like that. Just rub against you. . ." She pressed down with her vampiric strength, pressing her clit against his bulge. She started to shudder slightly. "I could. . .just drip my juices all over the front of your pants. . .and then get up and go upstairs, leaving you here to take care of yourself."

Amber eyes flew open in anger. Somewhere deep within, Spike knew that his childe would never dream of doing that to him, but she teased, knowing he would take the upper hand from her. He growled angrily, flipping them, ripping the zipper of his jeans down. He unsnapped the button and pulled his rock hard cock out, slamming it inside of Willow in one violent thrust.

She dug her nails in his shoulder, crying out, tears filling her eyes. She closed them, her body quivering underneath him. She *loved* when Spike got rough with her, always cumming harder when he added pain to the pleasure.

He leaned down, sinking his fangs in her neck. She cried out, pulling him closer. He thrust into her a few more times, bringing the both of them to a quick orgasm. She sobbed against his shoulder, her emotions out of control, the demon *raging* to be loose. "Goddess, Spike," she babbled, "I love you so much. . .everything you do, everything you give to me. Everything you've done. . ."

Spike brushed his lips against her neck, licking his bites. "I love you too, Red," he whispered.