Bending of wills

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A/N: Thank you so much to Serenity for the lovely review and to Gillypod for the advice.

A/N: Just to
clear up some confusion Buffy is at the party with Parker, but Parker said his
name was Angel. He did this cause everyone knows Parker isstyle='mso-spacerun:yes'>  a slime ball, even the high school
girls know to stay away.

The party was in full swing by the time that the girls finally
arrived. Cars were parked on both sides of the street. Since it was still
raining a bit, Willow
turned to Buffy and told her that she should just get out while she found a
place to park.

“Just wait for me by the front of the house so we don’t get
separated. Please?” Willow
pleaded.

“No problem,” Buffy responded absently. Then with a bright
smile, Buffy leaned over and hugged Willow.
“Thank you so much! You sure you don’t mind?” Of course, she was praying that w:st="on">Willow would tell her to
go on ahead. She would just die if Angel danced with someone else! He was just
so dreamy.

“No, go on ahead,” Willow
sighed. She is never going to learn, I
just better find a spot quickly. For no matter how much Buffy thought the
sun rose and set with Angel, Willow
was a bit more leery of him. I mean what
decent guy invites a High School girl to a college party?

The shrill sound of her phone abruptly ended her musing. She
picked it up and was shocked to hear her brother’s voice.

“Hang on, Spike! Let me park really quick, then I can talk.”

She quickly parked in the first spot she could find and
eagerly picked the phone back up.

“Hi. You’re not in trouble again, right? Calling this late
on a Friday night? What, no hot date?” 
She knew it wasn’t nice, but she just couldn’t help teasing him. After
all it wasn’t often that she got the chance.

“What a bloke can’t call his sister at….” Spike paused long
enough to steal a quick glance at his watch, “midnight to wonder where she is?
I asked mom, and she said you were spending the night at Buffy’s. But when I
called her house, I was informed that you were seeing a play at UCS. The funny
thing is the play doesn’t open till tomorrow night. So I am eager to find out
how you are seeing it tonight.” 

Spike was wondering what was going on. He was sure that
Buffy was at the center of it. The problem was he had too many conflicting
thoughts about the cute blonde. On the one hand, she was always roping w:st="on">Willow into doing things
that were not exactly the safest or brightest. But on the other hand, she was
hot. One glance at her body could make a man forget his own name; and to top
that all off, she was sassy to boot. God, every time she opened her mouth to
tell him off the only thing he could think about was how good those rosy lips
would look wrapped around his hard dick. He was already hard just thinking
about it.

He reached down and started rubbing himself though the
material of his jeans. Oh God, just the thought of all the nasty things he
could teach her! He could tell she would be a willing pupil.

Spike was so lost in his own fantasy that he completely
forgot about his sister. Unconsciously, he let the phone drop to the ground as
he fell back on his bed. By now he had already unzipped his jeans and was
slowly stroking his dick in his hands. He let his mind drift away…style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 

He walked into his bedroom. It had been such a long, hard
day at work, and he was hoping for a little sleep. He froze as soon as he stepped
in the room. A slow, sexy smile spread across his face. He could hardly believe
his eyes. The sight before him took his breath away. It was style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>Buffy, and she was draped over his bed,
naked. He stood still as she got up off the bed and walked over to him. Without
saying a word, she grabbed his hands and placed them on her hips as she gyrated
to the music that only she could hear.

Buffy moaned as she felt Spike begin to move with her. They
were pressed so close, grinding so sensually that to the untrained eye they
looked to be fucking right in the middle of the room. In fact, the only thing
keeping spike from being able to slip right into her tight, wet pussy was the
fact that he still had on his boxers. All he had to do was reach down and
unbutton one little snap… He watched in the mirror
as one of Buffy's fingers slipped between her legs, and she began to finger her
pussy. A moan tore from Spike’s throat, and he felt himself almost come in his
pants right then and there.

“Let me do that for you baby,”
he moaned as he reached around and started slowly finger fucking her sweet, wet
pussy.

After a minute, he slowly pushed
her towards the bed. She toppled backwards, landing softly on the satin sheets.
He pushed her down onto her back and then dropped to his knees at the foot of
the bed.

“Oh, baby, gonna make it feel so
good.”

Spike slowly began adding
another finger into her hot cunt. He was up to three now. She writhed against
his hand. She was so hot, so wet, and so close. He bent his head and slowly
started licking her pussy. It was enough. Her body arched upward as a scream
escaped her lips.  The sound of his name
coming from her mouth in the midst of her orgasm was enough to bring him out of
his fantasy.

Spike lay there stunned for a
few moments by the intensity of his own orgasm. He was panting and sticky from
shooting his load all over his hand.

“Spike? Hello?” a muffled
woman’s voice called out.

He smiled.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  He could still hear her calling out his name.

“Pick up the phone!” the woman
yelled.

Suddenly, he remembered that he
had been talking to Willow
before he had gotten lost in his little fantasy

“Oh, shit!” He looked for the
phone and picked it up. “Hello? Willow?
Crap!” with that he hung up. Damn, he
thought to himself, I never did find out
what they were up to.

Meanwhile, Willow
was staring at the phone wondering what had happened. One minute she was taking
to Spike and about to get her butt chewed out; and then, all of a sudden, it
was quiet. She heard her bother moan in what sounded like pleasure so she
waited a second before she started calling out his name but to no avail.
Glancing at her watch, she noticed that it was after 12:30.

Oh shit, she
thought, Buffy is going to kill me!

With that, she noticed that is was not raining as hard as
before. She quickly got out of the car and ran towards the Frat house. As she
got closer, she noticed that Buffy was nowhere in sight.

Of course she’s
nowhere in sight! You took almost an hour to park the stupid car! What? Did you
expect her to just hang around the front door in the rain waiting for you? She
is probably inside dancing.