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Angel lay Willow down on her bed. "Willow? Do you want me to stay with you?"
In response, the redhead pulled him onto the bed with her, curling around him. She ran her fingers along his neck. "Angel, is everything going to work out?"
"Of course it will, Kitten. We should tell them how you feel. I have a feeling that it will hurt them much more if we continue to let them think that you want me."
"I know," Willow said. "If she didn't know it then, I'm sure she does now." She sighed and turned away from Angel. "I just. . .I don't want to hurt her."
Angel rolled towards Willow, pulling the frail girl into his arms. He was spooning her. "Willow. . ."
"No, let's sleep now," she said softly, closing her eyes.
Angel buried his head in her hair and felt himself give way to sleep.
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Willow slowly swam back to consciousness, knowing something was wrong. She stretched slightly, trying to push the sleep induced haze out of her mind. She listened, hearing voices.
"Shh. . .you will wake them up," Faith whispered.
Spike snorted. "I'm bloody surprised the wanker didn't wake up. It's not like you were exactly gentle with him."
"He's a heavy guy," Faith said in her defense.
Spike laughed again, then covered his mouth, trying not to wake Willow up.
"Too late," Willow muttered. "I'm awake." She started to sit up, then frowned. She looked above at her wrists, which were tied to the headboard. "Guys?" She glanced over. Angel was still asleep, his hands also tied above his head. "Angel," she said, nudging his leg with her foot. "Angel, wake up."
"Mmm. . ." Angel mumbled. "Faith, right there. . ." He chuckled in his sleep. "Yea, baby. There."
Willow kicked him. "Stop dreaming about my girlfriend and wake up!" she hissed.
Angel's eyes flew up and he tried to sit up, realizing that he couldn't. "Oh, damn!" he hissed, not aware of his surroundings just yet. "Wills, I gotta get you out of here!"
"Our kidnappers are your crazy childe and my crazy girlfriend," Willow said, rolling her eyes.
Angel's face broke into a grin. He turned, looking up at the two of them. "Is that so?" he asked in a menacing voice. "And why would that be, hmm?"
Spike stepped back slightly. "Faith, that's. . .that's Angelus right there. Are you sure this is a good idea?"
"Hey, my dream was prophecy. I mean, if Bitchy the Whiny Slayer had the dream, then it wasn't just some intense fantasy of mine. It was a real dream." Faith shrugged. "We have to do this."
"Why would a prophecy include sex?" Willow asked out of curiosity.
Faith shrugged. "I dunno, love. I haven't figured that one out yet." She crossed her arms. "Angel, Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome Vampire Man, do you want me to make love to you?"
Angel bucked his hips up, causing the sheet to fall away from his naked body. He was definitely eager for her. "I'm thinking my answer is yes."
"God, he's beautiful," Faith purred.
Spike glanced over at her. "Of course he is. He's my Sire."
Willow squirmed. "Wait," she whispered. "I have to say something before you do this. . ."
Faith walked around to the bed, running her fingers down Willow's cheek. "It's ok, baby. Spike beat it out of Xander."
"You *beat* Xander?" Willow cried, horrified.
"No, no, not actually beat him, just threatened him a little," Spike said. "Don't worry, he's fine. So you are falling in love with me, pet?" He grinned.
"No!" she cried. "I'm not!"
"You can't tell me that you aren't aroused, pet. I can smell it," Spike purred, running his hand down her side.
She moaned slightly, arching her body. "Spike. . .I don't want to hurt Faith. . ."
Faith, who had since climbed on top of Angel and was kissing his chest, glanced over. "Nope. Not gonna hurt me. Besides, for some odd reason, I'm getting feelings for the souled poof." She shrugged. "I don't mind you being with Spike, if you don't mind me being with Angel. Just remember, no matter how much you fall in love with Spike, you are mine."
Willow smiled. "I think I can handle that." For the first time in a long time, she felt good about her feelings for the blonde vampire.
Spike crossed his arms, having undressed while he was watching the women talk. "Are we done conversing? I'm ready to shag my little Witch."
Willow looked over and gasped. "Oh my god. I've never seen. . .I've never seen a real live naked man before," she whispered. "You think *that* is going to fit in me?" She was impressed, and somewhat scared. Spike was much bigger than the fingers of Faith that she was used to.
"Don't worry 'bout it, pet. I'll make sure you are ready before I do it." He grinned at her, enjoying the smell of her arousal and fear. It was enough to drive him over the edge. He advanced on her, delighting in the sound of her squeals.
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"Do you think it happened?" Cordelia asked, glancing at her boyfriend.
Xander stopped mid knock, glancing over at her. "I hope to god so. Willow's so tightly wound. . .a good lay would be great for her."
Cordelia giggled. "And it doesn't hurt that Spike is incredibly gorgeous."
Xander frowned. "Hey you!"
She giggled, hugging him. "He's not you, Xander. No one has my heart like you do. But you can't help that he looks good. Like you don't think Faith is hot."
"I most certainly do *not*!" he exclaimed, knowing his girlfriend spoke the truth.
"Yea," she giggled. "Right." She reached up and knocked on the door. The two waited patiently, holding each other tightly.
Faith opened the door, her hair mussed. "What?" she scowled, blinking in the sun. She grinned slightly. "What do you two want? It's early."
Cordelia looked down at her watch. "It's fifteen till noon, Faith." She grinned, pushing her way in.
Xander held up a bag. "We brought donuts and blood for the Deadboys." He followed his girlfriend.
Faith laughed at her friends. "Why don't you come in?" she asked, shutting the door behind her.
"So where is everyone?" Xander asked, putting the bag on the table. He went into the kitchen, taking the blood to put it up in the refrigerator.
Faith rubbed her face, brushing her hair out of her eyes. "Sleeping. The vamps, because, as you know, it's daytime. Willow because, well, Spike wore her out." She chuckled.
"I'm not sleeping," Willow said, walking downstairs. "I'm awake." She yawned, going over to Faith. She kissed her girlfriend lightly. "Hey, Cor, Xand." She went to Cordelia, hugging the girl. Xander came out of the kitchen and hugged his best friend tightly.
"So how was it?" he asked, his eyes dancing. He pulled her to the couch.
Cordelia giggled. "Yea, I wanna know too." She glanced up to Faith with a frown on her face. "You don't mind if we talk about it, do you?"
"God, I hope not," Faith said, sitting in the chair. She pulled her feet up under her body. "I want it to happen more. . .she's beautiful when Spike's pounding into her."
Willow giggled, a blush spreading on her cheeks. "It was awesome, guys. I mean. . .I love being with Faith. She's soft and warm and well, you know. She's Faith. But Spike. . .he was hard and cool, and. . .he was a man." She sighed. "It was incredible. I so could fall in love with him."
Xander glanced at Faith, happy that the girl smiled over the news. "You know what?" Xander said. "You guys have the strangest family."
Faith grinned. "Yea, we do." She looked over at Willow and smiled. "But at least we all love each other."
Xander chuckled. "I'm glad. I'm really glad. I still think you and Willow should show Cordelia what it is to be with a woman."
Faith winked at Cordelia. "If she ever wants to, all she has to do is say the word."
Willow blushed. She looked down. She glanced up, catching Cordelia's eye. "All you have to do is say the word," she repeated softly, a blush staining her cheeks.
"But remember," a deep voice said from the top of the staircase. "If she decides to, they will bring her into it. She will want it more, as will my girls. You would have to let her go, let her experience everything she can with the girls." Angel slowly walked down the staircase, running his fingers through his unruly hair. "And, Harris, just to even things out, you'd probably have to give yourself to us." He grinned.
Xander blinked. "Eww! Me sleeping with you, Deadboy? I don't think so!" Somehow though, the thought of being with Angel didn't completely turn him off.
"Just letting you know how it would be. I'm going to feed now." He grinned, walking into the kitchen.
Faith chuckled. "So if you want to be in the family, you are both welcome. But we will talk about that later. For now, I think we should eat."
The four humans sat around the coffee table, eating their donuts, talking about their week to come.
END.
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