AUTHORS: dru as Spike & Evil Willow as
Willow (Go worship the goddess that is EW!)
SERIES: Wishverse
PAIRING : Spike/Willow
RATING : NC17 (highly smutty
with plenty of salty goodness!)
DISCLAIMER : We do not own these
characters. We just like putting them in lewd positions!
NOTE: We wrote this as role-play
on Yahoo! IM! We had *so* much fun! We've co-authored before but never live like this! We hope you enjoy the fruits of
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Now, really, I'm not feeling all that calm. So the calm
tone of my voice surprises me, as I say, "If you're not planning on eating
me out, would you just tell me that so I can go find a minion? It's a shame,
though, because you probably could've gotten me to let you do anything you
wanted afterward. But we'll never know, huh?" I shrug and sit up,
intending to leave. I really need to come. And I have trained a few minions to
do a half-decent job at getting me off with their mouths.
"First of all, Luv, lay the bleedin' hell back
down," I say as I push her back down violently. "Secondly, how many
fuckin' times have *you* come tonight? Three? Maybe four? And you've not done
*one* measly little thing for me! So excuse me for havin' to get some release.
Thought you wanted me to treat you like an equal. That goes both ways,
*Honey*." Then I grind myself against her. "Not like I got a long
turnaround time for another hard-on. But," I stand up. "Since you're
*so* damn against anyone else comin' but you, then I guess I'll go get my rocks
off somewhere else. I'm sure there's another quim around. You certainly ain't
the *only* cunt around." With that, I start to gather my clothes.
"And
you're not the only cock I can get, so just go then," I throw after him as
he walks out. Damn it. I really wish Xan would get back.
Speaking
of Xan, he should've called by now. He has every night, at midnight and it's
two now. Okay, so Spike and I were at the school but.... I glance over at the
answering machine. No, no message.
I get
up and put on my leather pants and a black tank top when I feel it. The pain is
so intense I can't hold back the scream. And I know, instantly, why Xander
didn't call yet. He's in trouble. Worse than that, hurt bad. "No..."
I gasp as I fall to my knees, clutching at my stomach.
Before he left, I did a spell. He didn't know it, because
I knew he'd never allow it. I am his childe, so I usually know when something's
wrong, but I wanted to be sure of knowing it. That was the purpose of the
spell, that I'd feel it if he was injured seriously. I just didn't realize I'd
really *feel* it. I scream again as the pain rips through me a second time.
I miss
Dru.
She
isn't nearly so demanding. Course half the time she doesn't know what her name
is, but that's part of her unique charm.
If she
were here, she'd let me pound her or eat her or do both all at once, just cause
I *can*. She never has any complaints. After over a hundred years of shagging,
we know each other.
I'm halfway down the block when I hear her screeching at the
top of her lungs. That doesn't sound good so I go running and make a leap for
the second story window, which luckily is open. I land in her bedroom and rush
to her side. She's on the floor screaming. "WILLOW?! WHAT HAPPENED?!"
I can
hardly see straight, it hurts so much. I should've thought this spell through a
little better. Like the fact that actually knowing *where* Xander is would be
helpful. Then I'd be able to do a transportation spell and get him out of
danger. But I don't; all I know is he's in pain.
Spike's here? I look up at him. "Xander's hurt,"
I gasp. "Bad. And I can't do anything to help him." I know I should
revoke the spell because I'm not sure what it'll do to me, but I can't. It's my
only link to him and if I break it, I might never know what happened to him.
Okay.
Huh?
"Huh?"
I
know Spike doesn't know what the hell is going on but I don't really want to
explain. Because then he'll probably just try to get me to revoke the spell and
I can't do that. Not yet. "Nothing," I say, trying to hide the pain.
"I don't... I just had a feeling."
I
stumble to my feet and try to remember where I put the book I got the spell out
of. I think I remember seeing a locating spell in there somewhere. I can hardly
see clearly, through the pain, even though I haven't felt any fresh attacks
lately. So that's good, right? I hope so. And if I ever find out who did this
to Xander, they're going to discover a new form of pain.
And I feel it, a third time, as I reach the top of the
stairs. It's like I... Xander... am being run through with hot pokers. I bite
back another scream, and fall to my knees again. Somehow, I manage not to fall
down the stairs.
I catch her as she starts to fall. Okay, this *ain't* normal!
"What the bleedin' hell is goin' on?" I growl. This is freakin' me
the fuck out!
"It's
nothing," I insist, trying to catch my breath. And then I remember I don't
need the breath so that's helpful too. "I told you, just a feeling."
I avoid his eyes as I talk. This is one of those times I wish I was a better
liar.
"Look!" I growl. "This ain't gonna work if you
don't tell me what the bleedin' hell is goin' on. I can't help unless you
effin' tell me, so just save us the trouble and level with me."
"I
don't need your help; I'm fine. Just go, Spike," I say. A part of me
doesn't want him to, though. That's the part that's stronger right now and
won't let me pull away. That part wants him to stay because I'm scared.
Probably for the first time since I was turned. Because if Xander dies and I
end up stuck here with the Master... I'd rather be dead too. That part of me
wishes I had someone else to turn to. If only I'd treated Spike better tonight.
But I didn't and it's a little wrong of me to turn to him
for help now. No, it's a lot wrong. He's right; what have I done for him other
than complain and try to treat him like another minion? Nothing, is the answer.
I don't deserve his friendship or help.
"Oh for fuck's sake, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG?!" I
growl loudly as I yank her up against my body. "Pretty damn obvious it's a
spell of some kind, Luv. Tell me." And she just stands there. "As
your elder, I'm ordering that you tell me," I growl threateningly.
I
can't pull away from him, I'm too weak. And I *am* getting a little afraid of
what this spell is doing to me. It's draining me, obviously. And the
possibility hits me then, that if Xander dies, I'm not sure what will happen to
me. The book was vague but I was too hurried to research it well enough. I just
wanted to make sure I'd know that Xander was okay.
I lean against Spike, giving up and letting myself take a
little comfort from having his strong arms around me. "The spell.... it
linked us together, so I'd feel it if he was seriously injured. I... I just
wanted to be sure that Xander was okay. I didn't think anything would happen to
him but it--" I gasp as another wave of pain hits me. I feel dizzy and
have to bite my lip to keep from passing out.
"Undo it!" I demand.
"I
can't!" I pull away from him, using every last bit of strength I have. I
almost fall over but thanks to his good reflexes he grabs me again. So much for
my intended 'It's not that bad' comment.
"I won't," I add. "Even if I could, I ... I
don't know where the book is." That's half-true. I think it's downstairs,
but I'm not sure.
"I don't believe you," I snarl. "Now tell me
the real reason. Why in the bleedin' hell not?! Luv, it's killing you! I can
see it in your eyes."
I
won't cry. I *won't*! I ... Damn it.
I brush the tears away irritatedly and say, "If
Xander dies... I'd rather know, for sure, than spend the rest of eternity
wondering. And even if this spell *does* kill me too, what does it
matter?" I look up at him. "Who'll miss me? Nobody. Darla... she
likes Xander but only tolerates me. The Master, he'll miss me because I was a
good fuck. But he'll get over it."
"You *are* a good fuck, but that's not the problem at
this moment. The problem is keeping you on this planet, so fix the damn spell,
NOW!" I growl. This is just *not* the time to have the 'no one loves me'
conversation.
I flinch at his angry tone. "I can't, damn it,"
I say. I meant to yell, but it didn't come out loud enough. "I told you I
don't know where the book .... Bookshelf!" Shit! Didn't mean to say that
out *loud*!
"Bloody hell!" I pick her up and carry her down the
stairs. Interesting apartment with the downstairs. I should look into something
li- but that's not important. I put her on the floor in front of the bookshelf.
"Get the damn book and undo it," I command.
I see the book. It's just staring me in the face, I swear
I feel like it's taunting me. I grab it but my hand is shaking so hard I drop
it. "Spike, I can't," I whisper. "I'll never know what happened
to him."
"Dru and Darla are with him. They'll know or they'll
find out. Just DO IT!" I growl. "I mean, I never did eat you out. You
should punish me for that," I say. "Do it."
He's
right, I know, that the others will do everything they can to keep Xander from
getting killed. I guess I had hoped the purpose of the spell would be that I
could protect him, though. But obviously not. I don't even know where he is.
I
almost smile at his last comment. It seems like years, not minutes, ago that we
were taunting and teasing each other upstairs. It doesn't seem right now that I
know Xander's hardly having fun.
The
pain hasn't increased so maybe he's been saved, though? I hesitate as I reach
for the book. Maybe I don't have to break the link.
I
hear Spike's growl and I think he read my mind. A part of me is glad that
Xander sent him to me. At least for the moment, I'm not alone. Even though I'm
torn on the topic of reversing the spell... but I know I'm not strong enough to
battle him about it. So I pick up the book and open it to the spell.
Before I can argue with myself any further, I speak the
reversal incantation. I feel it, like a sudden weight being lifted. And I know
I should feel relieved but I don't. I just feel ... nothing. Empty. Alone. I
taste the tears and realize I'm crying again.
"Thank
you, I guess," I say, my back to him because I don't like the idea of him
seeing me like this. "No, really, thank you. Xander wouldn't... you did
exactly what Xander would've wanted.
"I'm not sure where I'll go now... but that's not
your problem. I'm sure you want to get away from me, and I don't blame you for
that. You were right, earlier. I didn't
treat you like an equal. I treated you like a minion. And that was wrong.
I'm... I'm sorry."
"You
shouldn't be sorry, Luv. We're vampires. Control, domination, all a vital part
of what we are."
We relax against the bookshelf and I look over at her.
"And really, if you look at what we can survive, he's probably drinking
from Darla as we speak," I say, hoping it helps. "And if... well,
look at Dru and I. Angelus left to be a ponce, but we did alright. You'll be
fine."
I
nod, trying to ignore the reality that I was really hoping he'd feel sorry for
me and offer me a place to stay until I found Xander again. Stupid, stupid,
stupid. He probably wants to go find Drusilla, make sure she's okay.
"I'll... I'll just take some minions and go...
somewhere. I can't... I can't stay here with the Master. Not when he's the
reason Xander's... " NO. Not dead. Just hurt. I'll never believe he's
dead.
"Why the bleedin' hell are ya gonna do that?" I
growl softly. "Bloody minions?!" I can't believe she'd-
"MINIONS? What the *fuck* is wrong with *me*? Already replacing me with
*minions*?! No fuckin' way that'll fly. If I have to chain ya to my effin'
body, that's what I'll do."
I
look up at him in surprise. "Wha... You... Huh?"
Damn. Third time tonight. "You're very preferable to
minions," I say with a smile. "But why are you even... I mean...
You... I.... " And here I thought I was back in control of things.
"I'm a bitch," I say with a frown.
"Not
so much. Fuckable, yes. Sexy as hell, yes. Intelligent, most definitely. Bitch?
I don't think so," I finish with a small kiss on the cheek. "And you
really didn't think I'd actually *leave* you, did you? I don't give a crap who
the fuck the Master thinks he is. Dru would love another witch to play with, in
more ways than one."
"'Sides, why should the old bat get to have all the
fun?" Then, I wiggle my eyebrow at her, but she's still upset.
"Listen, Luv, Darla and I have ways of contacting each other. I'll see
what I can find out."
I nod
as I let him pull me closer. "Okay," I agree. "I could
definitely deal with having someone with more than one brain cell to talk
to," I add with a grin. "The minions... they're a little
brain-numbing at times." He chuckles and I know he agrees.
The sun's coming up, though, I can see it through the
curtains. "I can get a few things together and we'll be out of here at
sunset, before the Master even knows we're missing," I suggest. I think
that's best. The minions that went with Xander... they'll be reporting back as
soon as they can. If we wait too long, the Master will track me down, wanting
to 'comfort me'. I can't help but shudder at the thought.
I still feel the emptiness but not the sense of being
completely alone. It's funny, Xander sent Spike to me to cheer me up, but he
ended up doing so much more. It's almost like Xander knew that Spike would take
care of me. So I don't feel like this is wrong, I think Xan would prefer me to
be with Spike and Dru, over the Master. In fact, I know it.
And I
have to stop thinking about Xander in the past tense. We'll find him. He's
okay. It'll work out. And until then, I have someone else I can trust, which is
more than I had a few hours ago.
TBC SOON