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Possession: Kiss You so Hard

Willow often found herself wondering why they hadn't made love again. She didn't understand why Spike was acting like he was, and sometimes she wondered if he'd ever touch her again. And, it seemed to Willow, the worst part of the entire situation was that somehow she had grown to need Spike in the short time they'd been together. And she wondered what that meant. It was during a moment of such wondering that she let time get away from her.

"Well, well, well," a voice said. "If it isn't the Sire's little plaything."

Willow tensed at the tone of the voice and turned slowly around. She was standing in the living room and had thought herself alone.

"You scared, little girl?" Seth asked.

Willow shook her head. "No."

He smirked at her. "I smell your fear."

Willow tried not to flinch. Standing straighter, she looked the vampire in the eyes. "I may be scared a bit at the situation, but believe me when I say that I am not scared of you. I have seen things much more scary than you," she said.

Lifting one eyebrow, Seth motioned her to join him on the couch. As she sat down, he asked, "Things scarier than I? Such as?"

It was Willow's turn to smirk. "A couple of apocalypses, an attempted ascension, the Judge, Angelus, and let's not forget the time my mother tried to burn me at the stake. Now, that was scary!"

Seth was having a hard time not laughing at the _expression on her face. "Why would your mother try to do that?"

"MOO. Mothers Opposed to the Occult. I'm um ... the Occult."

"How so?" Seth asked, honestly wanting to know.

"Well, I'm a witch," Willow said simply.

Seth regarded the small waif-like woman beside him. "Let your shields down," he said.

Willow glanced at him and cocked an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

Seth rolled his eyes. "Your shields- the ones that mask your power. 'Cause, either you have them up, or you're not a very powerful witch."

Willow glared at the dark haired vampire. "Oh, I'm powerful," she said as she dropped the well patented shields.

Seth sucked in an unneeded breath. The redhead was strong. "Well, well, no wonder Spike likes you ..."

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Spike woke to find himself alone. Willow wasn't in the room. Glancing at the clock, he almost leapt out of bed. It was after dark- he'd overslept by about an hour. Throwing on a pair of jeans, he rushed downstairs.

His mind churned with possibilities. Seth and the others wouldn't sense a claim on her- Willow wasn't guaranteed safety. He paused in the main hall outside of the lounge and listened, they were all in there. He looked into the room and growled slightly at the sight. Seth was sitting beside Willow on the couch. Everett sat on Willow's other side, with the other two vampires in chairs around the living room. They all looked entirely too comfortable for Spike's liking. Willow was his, not theirs. Calming himself, Spike entered the room.

"'Lo, all," he said casually as he leaned against the wall. Pulling his cigarettes from his pocket, he lit one.

"Evening, Spike," Seth called.

"Spike!" Willow said excitedly. "Did you sleep well?"

Spike nodded. "'Course I did, luv. Boys, you been keeping my Red company long?"

Donegan, sensing Spike's possessive anger, answered quickly. "She's been keeping us company, actually. Telling us stories, she is."

Spike looked at Willow, surprised. "Stories, luv?"

"Oh, you know," Willow began. "Stories about growing up on the Hellmouth and stuff."

Seth met Spike's eyes. "Quite the girl you've got, Spike," he said.

Spike's eyes flashed amber as he answered. "Yes. my girl is something else."

Seth nodded slightly, letting Spike know he knew the rules. Relaxing a bit, Spike took one last drag on his smoke before addressing his guests.

"You boys up for something a bit different tonight?" he asked.

Interested, they all looked up and waited. Spike smirked before continuing. "Since you boys arrived I've been a bit preoccupied, and my little Red has been neglected. Did you know that she has been showing herself around London?"

Four sets of eyes whipped from Spike onto Willow. She blushed immediately from the attention, but tried to smile. "What?" she asked. "It's not like you guys could have gone with me! I've only been out during the day."

Laughter filled the room. "My dear, that's the point. You need to go out at night," Everett said. "London is at its best after dark."

"Well, I'd like to, but I refuse to go out by myself. I may have seen a lot in my time, but I'm not stupid enough to think I can protect myself from anything that crosses my path ... like oh, I don't know a Polgara or something."

"Smart girl," Donegan said. "I believe we're up to the challenge, Sire."

Willow's eyes darted to Spike. "Challenge?" she asked.

"Go get dressed, luv. We're gonna show you the town," Spike said with a grin.

Willow only hesitated for a moment before getting up to go and change. The look in Spike's eyes told her to trust him. Smiling as she left the room, she said, "If you boys think that I'm going to go out with you all looking like you are, well ..." she let the sentence trail off.

About halfway up the stairs Willow heard Donegan snicker before Spike stuck his head out of the room. "Are you saying we look bad?" he called.

Willow's laughter rang through the house as she left the vampires to figure it out on their own that she'd been teasing.

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Willow quickly showered and wrapped a towel around her body. She moved from the bathroom into her bedroom and tried to decide what to wear. She was still standing in front of her closet twenty minutes later when Spike entered her room. He was wearing his customary black jeans and black tee shirt. Over the top of that, he'd worn his blood red button down. Willow couldn't stop the wave of arousal that shot through her upon seeing him.

"Luv?" Spike asked under her gaze. "Is this not right? Were you wanting something fancier?"

Willow shook her head. "You look incredible," she said huskily.

Spike hardened immediately at her tone. Willow turned back to the closet and let the towel slip from her body, and Spike began to smell her arousal as it drifted towards him. Stifling a groan, Spike walked slowly up to the naked woman standing before him. He stopped merely inches from her and waited.

"What should I wear, Spike?" Willow asked. Spike pressed up against her. "Me," he said, his hands snaking around to cup her breasts.

Willow moaned at the contact and thrust back into Spike's hips. Her hands reached up and grabbed his head, bringing his face down to her neck. Spike growled and nipped at the skin with blunt teeth. Willow shuddered and turned around.

"I've missed this," she said. "Feeling you against me ... feeling how much you want me."

Spike flinched. "I only wanted to protect you, luv. That's all. I didn't mean to botch anything up."

Willow nodded and stepped closer to him. "I think I know that now. But it still hurt, Spike. You've been ignoring me."

"Better make it up to you then."

Willow squealed as Spike pulled her against his hard body. The passion in his eyes set her on fire. He pulled her into a hot kiss, backing her up against the closet door in the process. As his hands explored her body, Willow rained kisses down on his face and jaw. When his fingers found her moist heat, Willow threw her head back and moaned loudly. Encouraged, Spike continued his attentions, teasing her with soft touches while kissing her neck.

Willow felt like she was going to explode. Spike was touching her, but not enough. She felt like screaming out in frustration. "Spike, please," she begged.

"Please what, Red?"

"Take me to bed."

Spike lifted her effortlessly and carried her to her bed. He lay her down and undressed before crawling up her body. His fingers quickly found her core and he worked them in a frenzy, bringing Willow to a quick climax. Before she could come down, he sheathed himself inside her and began to pump in and out in a rapid rhythm. Willow screamed out his name as she came again and thrust her hips up to meet his. Spike kissed her hard as he pounded in to her repeatedly. Willow kissed him back with equal passion. Both of them knew he was close. Spike reached down and began flicking her clit back and forth.

Willow moaned loudly and met his eyes. "Make me yours, Spike," she said.

Spike, caught up in the feeling of being inside of her didn't hesitate. Just as he was about to come, he slipped into his vampire visage and slid his fangs into her neck.

Willow screamed as they came together.

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Spike stared at the mark he'd made on Willow's throat. Willow was caught somewhere between shock and giddy happiness. Sensing Spike's tension, Willow ran a hand down his arm, drawing his attention to her.

"It's okay, Spike," she said.

"I bit you. How did I do that?" he asked.

Willow smiled. "I wanted you to. And you didn't hurt me. Quite the opposite, actually," she said.

"I didn't hurt you?"

"No, Spike, you didn't hurt me. Um ... what does this mean?"

Spike grinned. "Exactly what you wanted it to. You're mine."

Willow smiled. "Yours?"

"Forever, luv," he said.

"Why?" she asked.

"Why? Why what, Red?" Spike questioned.

"Well, why does you biting me make me yours?" she clarified.

"I claimed you, Willow. No other vampire can touch you without my permission. And no other man will ever lay a hand on you. You. Are. Mine. Forever," he said.

Willow kissed Spike tenderly. "Are you mine, Spike?"

"Yes, luv. I'm yours," he answered.

Willow smiled and kissed him again before getting up out of the bed. "Where the hell do you think you're going?" Spike demanded.

Willow turned and looked at him. "To get dressed, of course. You promised me a night out on the town."

Spike looked at her in shock. "You still expect to go out? After what just happened?"

"You don't want to?" she questioned.

Spike glared at her. "No, I don't. What I want is for you to get your cute little ass back in this bed and let me ravage you some more. I'm not finished with you yet."

Willow grinned. "There will be plenty of time for that later. Right now, I want to go out."

Spike sighed and got up to get dressed. He knew he wasn't going to win.

"Spike?" Willow called from the closet. "Where are we going?"

Spike tilted his head to her. "Demon bar. Why?"

"Just asking," she answered as she slipped into the bathroom.

Spike sat on the bed and lit a cigarette. He only had to wait a few minutes for a dressed Willow to come back out.

"Holy shit, Red," he exclaimed as he took in her appearance.

Willow smirked at his _expression. "Go downstairs and find the others. I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Don't wanna. Wanna stay here and look at you," Spike said, still staring.

Willow laughed. "Go. I'll be down there soon and you and eyeball me all you want." Walking up to her, Spike captured her lips. "Mine," he said possessively.

"Darn tootin'," Willow said.

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Spike stood alone in the main hall waiting. He'd been there about five minutes when Seth and the others entered the house from outside.

"Where have you four been?" he asked. "Got hungry," Seth began. "And since you were ... busy ... we decided to go grab a bite to eat.

Spike nodded. "Find anyone good?"

Donegan grinned. "Just the usual," he said.

Seth regarded Spike carefully. "You eat?" he asked.

Spike nodded, his eyes wide. He was starring up the stairs. The others turned and had to stifle groans of appreciation. Willow was walking down from the second floor looking absolutely amazing. She was wearing tight, black crushed velvet pants with a red v-necked shirt. High heels and a tailored leather jacket rounded off the ensemble, and Willow walked with confidence, Spike's mark proudly bared on her throat.

"Gentlemen," she said as she took the last step. "You ready?"

Spike took her hand and pulled her to him, his lips descending on hers as soon as she was close enough. The other vampires looked on jealous for a moment before Seth spoke and broke the sexual tension.

"Sire, should we start calling Willow Mum?" Willow broke away from Spike's kiss and laughed. "You wouldn't dare," she said with a smile.

"Where are we going?" Regan questioned.

Spike grinned. "Anyone up for spot of dancing?"

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Willow walked happily between Everett and Donegan after an evening of dancing and drinking. Willow had only a few drinks while her companions had enjoyed themselves immensely.

Seth and Spike were walking several feet away carrying on a drunken conversation with Regan about the finer points of being a vampire. Willow had discovered that the youngest vampire among them was only ten years old, and still had a lot to learn. She did feel a bit sorry for him at the moment, though. Spike and Seth were trying to annoy the younger vampire by pretending to be quite drunker than they were. They were slurring their words, getting right up in Regan's face, and the worst part ... they were repeating themselves.

"Did you have fun tonight, Willow?" Everett asked.

Willow smiled and nodded.

"Ya know, I never thought I'd see the day when our Sire would claim a human," Donegan said.

Willow tilted her head toward him and questioned, "Is it so bad that he has?"

Donegan and Everett shook their heads. "It's not all that uncommon, in fact," Everett began. "Donnie and I have both found love with a human before. Thing was, the humans ended up not being who we thought them to be."

Willow's eyes saddened. "They ended up hurting you?"

"Yes," they answered softly.

Willow reached out and took their hands. "I know what that feels like," she said. "Having your heart broken bites the big one, huh?"

Both vampires laughed. "Willow, you are truly an amazing woman," Donegan said.

Willow smiled. "So, what's next? I mean, do you guys have homes?"

Everett nodded. "I'm the only one of us who lives here in London. Seth and Regan travel around the world- never stopping for long. And Donnie, well, he'll never leave Ireland for any length of time. I suppose we'll all be moving on here in a few days."

Willow nodded. "How did you know Spike was here?"

"Felt him. I knew he was in town, so I contacted the rest of the family and we decided to pay dear old Daddy a visit," Everett said with a smile.

"I'll have you know, Everett, that I am not old," Spike said as he walked over to them.

Willow looked up and smiled. "Hi," she said.

Spike grinned at her. Donegan and Everett took their cue to leave and joined Seth and Regan. Willow smiled as Spike slipped his arms around her. Wrapping an arm around his waist, Willow snuggled in close to him.

"Have fun talking with my kids, pet?"

Willow nodded into his side. "Yeah, but they're afraid I'll hurt you."

Spike pulled away and looked down at her. "They're afraid that you will hurt me?"

Willow nodded again. "Like they've been hurt."

Understanding shone suddenly in Spike's eyes. "Will you?" he asked.

Willow stopped walking. Taking Spike's hands in hers, she looked up into his eyes. "Spike, I will not intentionally hurt you. I can only promise that I will be faithful to you, respect you, and love you as best I can."

Spike's eyes flashed. "You love me?" he asked.

Willow smiled. "You honestly think I'd let you bite me if I didn't?"

Spike pulled her closer. "You love me?" he asked again.

"Yes, Spike, I love you," Willow said softly.

Spike grinned wildly and lifted her into his arms. Spinning them around in a circle, he whispered in her ear, "I love you, too, Willow."

Willow giggled like mad as Spike twirled her around.

"MINE," Spike shouted as he brought Willow back down to the ground and then kissed her passionately.

The four vampires across the street watched in silence as the eldest member of their family group danced the redhead around in the dark. "Well, I guess it's official," Donegan said. "We have a new Mum."

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