The Choices we Make by midnight

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Willow and Spike walked up to Giles' front door as Buffy passed them going out. �Hey, Wills. Giles is inside.� Buffy decided to ignore Spike, as usual, and only address Willow.

�Patrol.� Buffy glared at Spike. �I have to go kill the evil things of the world.�.

Willow frowned at the sudden discomfort between her best friend and her�mate? <I'm mated to Spike. How am I gonna explain this?> She saw Buffy finally walk away and Willow continued to the front door. She could feel him right behind her. She reached up to grab the door handle but Spike wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back to him.

�I don't care. You're mine." He gave her a playful pout. So�I don't think the Slayer likes me too much.�

�You are a vampire. She is a vampire slayer. Angel never got that part.� Suddenly she heard Spike growl low in his throat.

�Don't talk about my sire.� He glanced at her neck. �You hid my mark. Why?�

She turned her head to look at him. �Cause I want to tell them when the time is right, not when they notice it and think you should become dust.�

�Yeah, I bloody well mind. But I understand and I don't fancy getting staked. Besides you can make it up to me later.�

�Yeah, I am.� Spike pushed open the door and looked around the room. It was empty. �Watcher? You here?�

Giles turned the corner and saw Willow and Spike. �Hello. Was there something you needed?�

�Well, actually it's been pretty quiet. Usually that means trouble but I can't detect any, so I sent Buffy on patrol.�

��be leaving. Thanks Watcher.� Spike pulled the protesting redhead out the door and to his car.

�And I want to go out. Besides, what were we gonna do? Stare at a book for an hour on a demon we're not researching cause nothing is going on? Sounds like a bore, pet.�

Ten minutes later they pulled up to the hotel. �Go and get dressed, pet. We leave in fifteen minutes.�

�It's just�I'm kinda scared. I mean I'm gonna be in a club full of demons and I know, no big deal to you cause, you know, vampire. But I'm human. A human with living blood that breathes and��

�You'll be fine. I won't let anything hurt you. Go get dressed, I'll be in in a minute.� Spike handed her the key and waited for her to close the door. Taking a few moments for himself, he took a deep breath and entered the room. �Willow,� he called out.

�In the bathroom. I'll be right out.� <I hope he likes the outfit.> Willow stepped out of the bathroom, waiting to see his __expression. She saw him watching her. �What do you think?�

<What do I think? What do I think? Bloody hell, I want to shag her against the wall right now. That's what I think.> Spike let his eyes rake over her body some more. All of the clothes she was wearing were things he had picked out for her. She was dressed in a pair of black leather pants and a pair of boots. She was also wearing a green silk corset that tied in the front. He noticed how it pressed her breasts together, showing a vast amount of cleavage. Spike noticed she had put on a bit of makeup and piled her hair on the top of her head, his bite mark in full view. Suddenly, he felt his pants become tighter against his skin.

�You're making me more nervous now. You're just staring and not saying anything. Maybe I should change.�

�No. You chose the perfect outfit.� He walked over to her and placed his arms around her, pulling her into his body. He started to purr softly in her ear. �Are we ready?�

They drove for about twenty minutes until they reached the club. Spike wrapped his arm possessively around her hips as they entered it. �Let's find us a table, pet.�

Willow nodded and looked around as they made their way through the crowds. She looked around and couldn't help but noticed it seemed a lot like any regular club�except with demons.

Spike sat down and pulled her into his lap, letting his fingers play over her thighs. Willow turned her head to look at him. �Us being here, it seems��

Willow placed her hand on the side of his face. �I was actually gonna say it feels right. It's like all of a sudden everything just clicks and I know exactly where I'm supposed to be.�

Spike had already started pulling her out onto the dance floor. A slow song had come on and he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. She followed his lead and wrapped her arms around his neck. Spike slowly moved to the music, letting his body brush against her. He heard a contented sigh but could also feel tension in her body. �What's wrong?� he whispered.

Spike pursed his tongue between his teeth and then pulled her off the dance floor to a dark corner. He pushed her against the wall gently. �Don't EVER lie to me. What's wrong?�

He took a step closer to her, pressing his body into hers. �I can give you reassurance, baby. Trust me?�

Spike smirked and leaned into her ear. �You are the most beautiful woman I know. You're sexy and full of fire and you're mine. All mine.� He kissed his way down to her neck and morphed. Holding her body in place, he sank his teeth into her skin, letting her blood hit his tongue and surround his senses. He drank slowly, letting the effects of the feeding travel through her body.

Willow felt his fangs pierce her skin and she knew this was what she needed. It was at this time that she felt desired and wanted. That she felt needed. She felt like she was a part of him. Willow moved her hands up to the back of his head, holding him in place as he drank from her. She could feel the desire building in her body.

Spike pulled back before he took too much blood and let his human features come forward. He licked at the remaining drops of blood that tried to slide down her neck. �I needed that,� she whispered.

�I can make you feel so good all over, pet.� He took the ties of her corset and pulled them with his teeth, slightly opening her top. He kissed his way down to her breasts, nipping and licking his way there. When he heard her moan his name, he pulled away and re-tied her top.

Spike saw her __expression and his undead heart fell. He pressed his denim-covered erection against her. �You feel that? I want you so much. Nothing would make me happier than to take you right here against this wall but you're better than that. When I take you, we're not gonna have an audience. And I plan on taking my time. To feel you. To kiss you. To taste you. Your screams will be delicious.�

�It'll have to wait, pet. Imagine me having patience. I want you to have your surprise first.�

�Tomorrow evening.� Spike leaned into her ear. �We can still play,� he purred. �Not much, but we can still play.� He pulled her out of the club and to his car.

As Spike pulled up to the hotel, he looked over and saw Willow asleep. �Luv,� he whispered as he gently shook her form. �We're at the hotel, pet. I need you to wake u p for a bit.�

�Mmahng,� she mumbled.

He smirked at her response. He leaned down and started to gently nibble on her ear.

�Sleepy,� she whispered.

�I know. But you need to get out of these clothes. I would undress you but��

Willow's eyes flew open. �Awake. I'm awake.�

�Let's go.�

They entered the hotel and Willow went directly to the bed. Spike looked around the hotel but couldn't find what he was looking for. �Red, where's the shirt you sleep in?�

�Don't know.�

Spike picked up one of his shirts and threw it at her. �Go put this on.�

�Do I have to get up?�

�No. You can change in front of me. I'm sure I won't mind watching you strip.�

�Right. I'll just be in the bathroom.�

�Thought you might change your mind.� As he saw the door shut, he made his way into the kitchen. After drinking a mug of blood, he rinsed out the cup and started towards the bed. That's when he froze. Will ow had already made it to the bed and was lying on top of the sheets. She wore nothing except for one of his black t-shirts and he thought she had never looked more beautiful. He closed his eyes for a minute, hoping the vision of her would fade because all he wanted to do at that exact moment was to take her and shag her until she couldn't walk. He opened his eyes and took a deep unneeded breath. Walking over to the bed, he kicked off his boots and pulled his own t-shirt over his head, leaving his jeans on. Climbing into bed, he pulled the covers over them both and flicked off the light. A couple of moments of silence had passed between them and he was sure she was asleep until he heard her voice.

�Why are we doing this?�

Spike leaned on his elbow on his side and faced her. �Doing what, exactly? And I thought you were asleep.�

�Not even a week ago, we hardly spoke. Even in passing. Then you told me you'd take care of me and for some reason I agreed to it. And then this.�

�This?�

�This claiming thing. I never asked to be claimed. And now I suddenly belong to you. Whatever the hell that means.�

�I told you��

�Yeah, I know what you told me. It only goes through my mind about every three seconds. I mean what am I to you? What are you to me? Is this just a game to you? I mean�I don't know what I mean.�

Spike sat up and turned on the light. �Think you're so much easier to figure out?�

�What do you mean by that?�

�I offer to take care of you and yeah my demon wanted to claim you. I wanted to claim you. This isn't a game. The demon sees you as his mate. And you. You're so hot and cold.�

�Hot and cold?� she seethed.

�First you're telling me how wrong it is that I kiss you and then you kiss ME! You practically encourage me to touch you at the club and now you're being all cold again. I don't know what you're thinking half the time and I don't think you know ei ther.�

�Well, maybe I'm a bit confused! A master vampire, who has tried to kill me in the past, has claimed me for his mate! How am I supposed to react? I'm having all these feelings and I don't know if it's cause of the bond or�I don't know, ok? I'm confused�

�What kind of feelings?� he whispered innocently.

Willow's face started to blush with the rest of her body. �I�um�we should try and get some sleep, Spike.�

Nodding his head at her, he reached over and shut off the light. He then reached over towards Willow and started drifting his fingers through her hair.

�What are you doing?�

�Nothing�yet.�

�Spike, I don't think��

Spike leaned his body halfway over hers. �Don't think. Close your eyes for a minute.�

�I don't think so.�

�Close your eyes and focus on my claim. Focus on me.� He watched in the dark as she did what she was told and saw the various expressions that covered her face. �You feel wh at I feel, luv. We're connected.� Spike started kissing her earlobe and could instantly feel her body respond to his. �You're mine. I claimed you for my mate. No mistake in that. You're full of fire and passion.�

�How do you know?� she breathed.

�I just know.� His lips were now covering her neck, placing soft kisses along her skin.

�Spike�I�uh�� Willow was having trouble catching her breath. �I don't think we should do this tonight. I mean, confusion here.�

�Don't worry. We're not. I just wanna play. Let's see if I can clear up any of that confusion.� He brought his lips down to hers, running his tongue along her lips. As she slightly opened them, he slipped his tongue inside, tasting her. As he deepened the kiss, he ran his fingers down the length of her body, barely touching her, but enough to ignite a flame between them. When he felt her fingers through his hair, he pulled back remembering she still needed to breath. He started to kiss the other side of her neck and smiled when he felt her hands drift over his back. He could smell her arousal and wondered if she would let him continue. As he continued to kiss her skin, he gently pushed her legs apart and leaned his body between them.

�Spike��

�Sshh, luv. I told you we're not gonna shag tonight, but I still want you. I just want to feel your body against me. Placing his hips against hers, he started kissing her neck again, focusing on his claim. He could feel her hips press into his.

�Spike,� she moaned.

�If you want me to stop, I will. Just tell me now. I don't want to hurt you, pet.�

�Will you kiss me?� she asked softly.

�Always,� he told her as his lips met hers. He rolled his hips against hers, letting the seams of his jeans hit her in all the right places.

Willow felt his jeans digging into her and the only thought was that she wanted more. More of Spike. She grabbed onto his upper arms as she ground her hips into him, hearing him moan out loud.

He continued to grind himself against her as he pushed up her shirt. Letting his thumb brush against one of her nipples, he heard her gasp. He leaned his head down to her breast and took it in his mouth, gently biting her nipple. He could feel her actions becoming more needing underneath him as he paid the same attention to her other breast. Spike lifted his head and brought her shirt back down as kissed his way back up to her neck.

�Spike�need you to bite me.�

�Pet, I've fed off you once tonight already. I don't want you hurt.�

�Please,� she pleaded.

�Let me feel you and I'll bite you.�

Willow looked at him confused. �You are feeling me.�

�No. Really feeling you. What do you say?�

�Ok,� she whispered.

Spike caught her lips with his and kissed her deeply as he pulled them both on their sides. He drifted his hand to her underwear and down through her curls. He slid one finger in and heard her gasp. Their eyes locked on each other for a moment before he slowly slid it in and out of her. He heard her breathing start to pick up.

He was driving her crazy. Didn't he get that she wanted him now? �Spike�more��

Hearing her words, he pleaded with the gods below that he could control himself. He slid a second finger into her, pushing farther into her. As he picked up the pace, he felt her lips on his neck. She was kissing and nipping at his skin and he wanted nothing more than to be inside her. His jeans were incredibly tight against him. Spike could feel her rocking against his hand, trying to create any friction she could possibly find. He leaned over to her ear and started whispering as his fingers continued to fuck her. �Just imagine,� he whispered seductively. �Imagine me inside you, fucking you harder and faster.� He could feel her hips buck against his hand even faster. �Handcuffs, silk, your legs w rapped around me. Begging for release.�

�Goddess yes,� she cried out.

He knew she was close, he just had to hold out for a little more. �Or maybe you're on your hands and knees as I come up from behind. Letting my demon out to play. Taking you from behind.� He felt her body start to shake slightly as she started to flutter around him. �Me sliding into you, stretching you. Spanking you.� The last two words sent her into overdrive. As her orgasm hit, he heard her scream out his name. He continued to fuck her with his fingers and morphed. He leaned over and bit into her neck, tasting her blood. He had to fight for control not to rip off his jeans and sink into her warmth. Spike felt her fingernails dig into his back as she started coming down from her high. Her body was still shaking as he pulled out his fingers and brought them to his mouth, really tasting her for the first time.

�Spike?�

�Mmm.�

�I'm gonna go to the bathroom and clean up .�

�K.� He watched her stand up from the bed on shaky legs and make her way to the bathroom. The minute the door shut, he unzipped his jeans as his cock sprung out from them. He slid his hand over his dick and closed his eyes. He could still taste her essence and blood in his mouth. He pumped himself faster knowing it wouldn't take long. Within moments, he came all over his hand, screaming her name in his mind. He opened his eyes and reached for the towel that had been left on the floor beside the bed. Spike cleaned himself off and zipped up his jeans, a smug smile on his face as he thought about Willow. A couple minutes later, the bathroom door swung open and Willow came over to the bed shyly. She laid down and smiled when his arms went around her body.

�That was�but you didn't��

�I'm ok, luv. Besides I'm sure you can make it up to me.�

Willow was silent for a moment before she spoke up. �Those uh�things you were whispering?�

�Which t hings, luv?�

�The things about the handcuffs and silk and the spanking, could we try that sometime?�

He didn't even have to look at her and knew she was blushing. �Definatly. Does this mean you're not confused anymore?�

Willow tangled her legs with his. �Getting there.�

Spike saw his bite and had to ask her a question. �Why do you like me to bite you so much?�

�Hmmm?�

�Don't act innocent, Red.�

�It makes me feel wanted. Like I'm giving you this thing you need. When you bite me, I feel so connected to you. I feel like I'm a part of you.�

He pulled her closer as her words hit him hard. He knew he would never give her up. He would never hurt her. And he was gonna have her. Handcuffs, silk, spankings and all.

Chapter 18

Spike woke up the next morning and looked down, feeling Willow still in his arms. He held her close to his body as he nuzzled her neck, inhaling her scent. �Mine,� he whispered. As he spoke that one word, he thought about the last couple of days. He decided his unlife had gotten very interesting. He had taken in Willow to look after her, to give himself a purpose. And then within a matter of days, his unlife had almost ended. He had been dying�again. He had felt the blood slowly leaving his body, making him weaker by the second. He still didn't know who attacked him. He could remember that he had glanced at them for a brief moment at the start of the beating. They had caught him off guard. There were five of them, dressed all in black. If it had been night, they would have blended in with the darkness.

He looked down at the girl in his arms once again. A human that had offered her blood willingly to him and now they had eternity. Truth be told, the chit intrigued him. On the outside she was quiet, shy and soft spoken. Spike wanted to know what was under that exterior, what she was really like. He knew she was full of fire. The question was, how much?

Glancing at the clock, he knew he needed to leave soon. Spike placed a kiss on her neck and carefully pulled away from her. Careful not to disturb her, he walked across the room and pulled on his jacket. He turned around once more to whisper goodbye and froze. Her bright green eyes were staring right back at him. �Hey,� he whispered softly. �I was gonna let you sleep.�

Willow pushed the blankets off of her body and sat up, leaning against the headboard. �You're leaving again?�

�I have to, luv. I'm finishing up a business deal today.�

Willow let her fingers drift along the edge of the comforter. �Will you�.will you be coming back?� she asked. Her voice was unsteady.

Spike leaned his head to the side and studied Willow for a moment. �Will I�,� he started to say, repeating her earlier question. He shook his head in disbelief and made his way over to the bed. Pushing the length of his duster behind him, he sat down on the bed facing her. Spike reached out to touch her face, his fingers trailing down her skin to her neck. As he let his fingers brush against his mark, he felt her body shiver. �You still don't realize what that bite means, do you?�

Willow looked down at the bed and everywhere else except for his eyes. �You claimed me,� she mumbled.

�You're mine, pet. Always. I wish I could make you understand what my claim on you means.� He paused for a moment before continuing. �You're mine. I will always want you, always crave you. You're a part of me as I hope I am to you. NOTHING will keep us apart. But right now I have to leave for a bit.�

�But��

�I told you I have business to attend to. It's for your surprise tonight. It's for us. Trust me?�

She hesitated for a moment before answering. �Yes.�

Spike leaned forward and gently pushed her body down until she was lying on the bed. He glided his fingers through her fiery tresses. �Trust me, do you?�

�You know I do.�

�It's a bit dangerous trusting a vampire, isn't it?�

�It's a bit dangerous letting one feed from me too.�

Spike smirked. �That it is, luv.� He brought his lips to her and lightly kissed her. When he pulled back, he asked his next question. �Do you want me, Red?�

Willow could feel herself blushing. �Um�do I�want you?�

�Do you? Do you want me? Do you want to kiss me? Touch me? Do you want to feel me inside you? To feel my fangs bite into your neck?�

By this time, Willow was squirming underneath him. Her breathing and heartbeat, both, sped up. She was afraid of answering him. She was still afraid he would leave for good.

�Tell me,� he growled.

�Yes,� she breathed and quickly looked away. �I want you. I shouldn't. I mean��

�Look at me,� he whispered.

�I�I can't.�

Placing his fingers under her chin, he turned her head to look at him. �I want you too,� he told her as he stared into her eyes.

�You do?�

�I do.�

Willow suddenly frowned. �Because of the bond?�

�The bond only heightens what was already there before.�

�So before��

�Oh, yeah. After your surprise tonight, there won't be an inch of your body I haven't tasted.� Spike leaned down to her ear. �Rest up, luv. You'll need it,� he whispered. Without another word, he got up from the bed and made his way to the door. �Be ready to leave at sundown. We need to go the Watcher's and make an appearance.�

�Ok. And then��

�And then you get your surprise.� Keeping his duster securely around him, he walked out the door; staying to the shadows.

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