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Chapter 4 - The Lesson (NC-17)

The mouth was wet and hot, blowing warm breath across his cool
skin. He shivered and felt his erection rising as the soft lips trailed
kisses down his chest toward his groin. He moaned bringing his legs
up and spreading them apart, giving his lover more access to his
dribbling cock head.

He was in a daze of desire. It felt almost as if he were watching
everything from ide ide his own body. Except that he was acutely
aware of every jolt of pleasure and stab of lust.

His lover had reached his most private parts, and he felt his breath
catch in anticipation. He looked down to see a mop of shaggy brown
hair just before two lips enveloped his throbbing member. He felt a
guttural groan escape as he thrust his hips in earnest. His hands
reached out to thread their way through the wavy brown locks.

He shuddered as hlt wlt warm hands reach in to caress his scrotum.
As he felt his sac tightening he tried to cry out a warning to his love.
But before the words were able to leave his parted lips, the warm
mouth retreated and left him aching and wet. He cried out in
disappointment only to moan as those same lips moved across his
sensitive balls.

He felt a slight suction as they were taken in and slicked down with
saliva. The warmth enveloping his sac made him close his eyes
t
throw his head back. He gasped in surprise when the mouth
released him once more and he felt the rough rasp of a tongue snake
out to brush along the underside of his penis.

Warm fingers reached down to play with the soft skin between his
penis and anus. The sensation making goosebumps appear aver ver
his body.

When the mouth returned to take in his erection once again, he felt
his eyes roll back in his head. He was almost afraid that he was
going to disgrace himself by passing out in a dead faint.

He cried out once more when this time he felt the tip of his member
touch the back of his lover's throat. Then his world turned upside
down as the muscles squeezed tight, swallowing in a steady rhythm.

His thrusts were involuntary. He hoped that he would have a chance
to apologize later. They were faster now, his hips rising almost
completely off the bed, his back arching in ecstasy. His whole body
stiffened as he reached his completion, the feeling intense as he
spurted his ejaculate into the waiting mouth of his eager partner.

***

Will sank back down into the mattress. His eyes blinked opened
sleepily as he came back to himself. He reached down to adjust the
covers and drew back when he found them sticky and wet. He
glanced around the room quickly to ascertain whether he was alone.
Sighing in relief he lifted the covers and stood.

He frowned at the feeling of his sticky pants. Finding the water closet
attached to the room he was in, he went ahead and stripped down
surprised to find the wae was wearing no underclothes beneath his
shirt and pants. As he entered the washroom he was assaulted yet
again with a reflectionless mirror.

His mind went back to the events of the night before. Who were
these people that had taken him in? Were they friend or foe? And
how could he believe such outrageous tales? Yet, where was his
reflection?

Will fiddled with the knobs at the basin until it was filled with lukewarm
water. He splashed the water on his face, and then proceeded to
wash up. Once he was through he dried off with one of the towels
hanging by the door, and then returned to the outer room.

He really needed a more suitable set of clothes, whether he had
ruined his previous pair or not. The older gentleman, Mr. Giles he
believed, seemed to be wearing rather appropriate dress the other
night. It seemed as if this were his home, maybe he wouldn't mind if
Will borrowed just a few things. He headed over to what appeared to
be the clothes closet, and began to raid the inventory there.

When he finally appeared downstairs Will was rather proud of the
striking figure he posed. The clothing was slightly too large, but of
course they were not tailored for his figure. And other than a tuck
here and there he thought he looked much the better for his new
outfit. For his part, Giles tried not to gape as he was confronted with
a mini version of himself!

"Good morning sir. I'm sorry to have borrowed without permission
first, but I did need some clean clothes after washing up." Will
apologized. "You have wonderful taste."

He was smiling at his benefactor when the petite redhead from last
night entered the room. He bowed to her slightly and greeted her
with a "morning miss."

"Good morning Will." Willow answered back. "You don't have to call
me miss all the time. It'll be a little confusing when Tara and Buffy are
here also. Why don't you call me Willow?"

"Willow. What a unique name!" Will was delighted. He loved to hear
new and interesting monikers sometimes he wrote them down and
used them later in his poetry. "You are just as lovely as a willow in a
breeze." He stated unthinking.

Willow blushed. Spike had never said anything as sweet as that to
her. As far as she knew, Spike WOULD never say anything like that!
"Thank you." She mumbled quietly.

Abashed, Will tried to apologize. "I'm so sorry miss. I didn't mean to
embarrass you." Thoughts of the party and Cecily's parting
comments to him ringing through his head. "I know that I stumble
over my words at times, and they're not very good...but...I only meant
to compliment."

"Oh it's okay. I just was...surprised...that you would think that."
Willow explained.

"Oh, I am sorry! I'm sure that you must think me a scandalous boor
for being so familiar with you!" Will wrung his hands in worry. "I'm
afraf yof your beau were here, he'd have some serious words for me."

Willow smiled at Will's obvious embarrassment. "Don't worry Will. I'm
sure that Tara wouldn't mind." She smiled reassuringly at him.

"Oh thank goodness. I meant no offense, I mean - " Will stopped as
her words sunk in. "Tara?"

"Yes, the blonde girl who was with me last night?" Willow reminded
him. "She's my girlfriend."

"Your girlfriend?" Will tried to process the idea. "You mean that you
and she sometimes take tea together?"

"Uhm...Well...yeah?" Willow stumbled over her words. "I mean,
she's my girlfriend. I love her, you know?"

"You mean, you and she...that is, the two of you..." Will's face was
contorted in an expression of mixed embarrassment and curiosity.
"Oh my."

"Are you okay Will?" Willow was concerned at Will's silence.

Will was extremely embarrassed. Not only had he made a major faux
pas by complimenting a lady he was unfamiliar with, but then he had
erred by assuming her beau was a male. What was this world he'd
fallen into? And even more shameful was his growing arousal at the
thought of the two lovely ladies together. How positively vulgar of him
to even be thinking of such things!

"Yes, thank you Willow. I think I just need a spot of fresh air." He
turned abruptly toward the front door, hoping to escape without
allowing the young miss to notice the growing bulge in his pants.

"Will no!" Willow cried, rushing to grab hold of him before he could
reach the front door.

Willow grabbed Will's arm and pulled roughly, causing him to stumble
backwards and land on his bottom. "Why miss! What ever is the
matter?"

"You can't...go outside...right now." Willow huffed in between
panting for breath. Her heart was hammering in her chest. Spike had
nearly dusted himself!

"Why ever not?" Will was unaccustomed to women being so familiar
with him. Willow had yet to relinquish her hold on his arm, and his
earlier arousal was making his awareness of her ever more acute.

"It's daylight." Willow was succinct.

"Yes, quite." Will's brow was furrowed in puzzlement. "Is that a
problem?"

"Yes it's a problem!" Willow cried. "You're a vampire!"

Not this again. Will could not believe that such intelligent seeming
people were caught up in such an outrageous fantasy! He seemed to
have seriously upset the girl though.

"Okay, miss. I'm sorry. I promise not to try it again. Please calm
yourself down." Will tried to soothe the agitated young woman.

"Why don't you go watch some television?" Willow tried to occupy
Will with something else, to keep him from further danger. "I'm su you you've never seen anything like it. You'll really like it. Passions is
almost on, and you really like that show." Willow explained while she
was flipping channels. "Uhm...I mean you did before...uhm...just
trust me." She ended lamely.

Will was fascinated. The box that the young man, Xander he
remembered, had pointed to the other night had colored pictures and
sounds coming from it. It looked as if there was a play being put on
right here in the sitting room of Mr. Giles' house. It was amazing!

"You just sit here and watch, okay? I'll just be in the kitchen. Don't
go anywhere! Or do anything! Unless you come and ask me or Giles
okay?" Willow warned him.

Will nodded absently. Breaking away from the television only long
enough to stand as Willow left the room.

Xander arrived soon after, having stopped by the site to let his boss
know he would be taking his vacation that week having an
unexpected family emergency. When he entered the room he saw
Will absorbed in the latest episode of Passions, and he smiled at the
familiar sight.

He walked through to the kitchen to put the blood bags away, and ran
into a very upset Willow. She had her head in her hands and he
could see the tracks of several tears as she raised up to look at him.
As she let out a small sob, he sank into the chair beside her and
pulled her into a warm embrace.

"What's wrong Wills?" Xander asked, hoping that the bad news was
not related to his vamp.

"I just..." Willow stopped to take in a deep breath. "I'm so sorry
Xander!"

"I know Wills. We'll figure it out. You didn't find out anything bad did
you?" Xander asked concerned.

"No. Nothing like that. It's just that...well I had to stop Spike from
walking outside. He didn't know. He doesn't believe!" Willow
babbled. "I didn't realize that it would be so dangerous for him. I
though...you know...a little amnesia. We can fix that no problem. I
didn't think it would hurt him that much!"

At Willow's statement, Xander felt his heart begin to beat wildly.
Spike had almost walked out into the sun! What if no one had been
around? He forced a few deep breaths, calming himself down.
Someone was around. He hadn't walked out. Everything was okay.
At least as okay as it could be for right now.

Xander rubbed soothing circles onto his best friend's back. "It's okay
Wills. At least you were there to stop him. Thank you." He placed a
gentle kiss on Willow's forehead.

"I know, but what if I hadn't been?! It's all my fault Xan! I've learned
my lesson I swear. I won't do anymore magicks like that without at
least talking to Giles first and making sure that it's safe. I'm so sorry!"
Willow cried.

"Okay Wills. That's a good cy acy anyway." He kissed her once
again. "Now just promise me that we'll get Spike his memory back.
That's all that matters right now."

"I promise Xan." Willow returned Xander's embrace with equal
ferocity.