The Substitute
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › Het - Male/Female › Spike(William)/Willow
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
2,884
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
KABOOM!!!
Xander stood in the doorway, his mouth opening and closing like a fish, as he watched a soulless monster pumping away at his friend while draining her of her blood. He finally let out a squeal of shock as his brain caught up with the situation, snapping the attention of both Willow and Spike in his direction. Willow pushed Spike away suddenly as he continued to cum, splashing his remaining seed across her ass in a cool wash. Xander’s gaze was still frozen on them, his face starting to turn a bit green as if he might be sick.
“Xander!” the redhead exclaimed, yanking her damp pajama bottoms back up hurriedly, “I can explain…”
“I-I-I think I’m going to throw up…”
“Good, you go do that, mate, and shut the door on your way out,” Spike replied, leisurely tucking away his now flaccid member and fastening up his jeans.
“You-You monster! I’ll stake you but good for this! How dare you force yourself on her!”
“Xander, it wasn’t like that! I wanted…” Willow began, but stopped when she saw the look of total disgust on her friend’s face.
“Don’t tell me you wanted this,” brunbrunette raged, motioning toward Spike, “I don’t want to hear it! You’re not well, the magic withdrawal has done something to you! I know you tried to kill yourself, and now you’ve obviously decided to let him kill you instead,” then turning to face Spike again, “I don’t know how you got rid of the chip, but let me tell you, Junior, it was a mistake, because now there’s no reason not to dust you.”
“What are you talking about?! I never tried to kill myself,” Willow asked, moving herself between Xander and Spike who sat on the bed and was looking highly amused.
“I’m talking about these,” he said, lunging forward and grabbing her wrists painfully. Willow looked mortified, but wasn’t sure how to explain.
“She got those the last time we shagged,” Spike said, moving up behind her and wrapping his arms around the small girl’s body so he could remove the bandages and show the boy they covered nothing more than scrapes. “She liked being cuffed, but got a little over enthusiastic when she came, and hurt herself.”
Xander grabbed Spike from behind Willow, tackling him to the ground and began pummeling him in the face. The blonde vampire was already bleeding profusely before Willow could move to stop him. She pulled him off with great difficulty, no longer able to use her magic.
“This ends now! He leaves town tonight, or I tell Buffy everything!”
Willow looked at Spike, and then sadly turned her gaze back to Xander, “Okay.”
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Spike stood in his crypt, looking down at his few belongings he had gathered together. He wasn’t worried about the moron’s little threat, the chip no longer worked on the slayer, a fact she obviously hadn’t shared. His stomach turned at the thought that he had once loved the stupid bint, or thought he had loved her anyway. It would give him no small amount of satisfaction to rub it in Buffy’s face that he had been shagging her best friend, but he had a better idea. He would leave town, let the moron think he had won, but he would be back. He didn’t love the redhead, but there was still something about her that drove his demon wild. She would make a wonderful childe.
All he had to do now was go see a man about a chip.
To be continued…
“Xander!” the redhead exclaimed, yanking her damp pajama bottoms back up hurriedly, “I can explain…”
“I-I-I think I’m going to throw up…”
“Good, you go do that, mate, and shut the door on your way out,” Spike replied, leisurely tucking away his now flaccid member and fastening up his jeans.
“You-You monster! I’ll stake you but good for this! How dare you force yourself on her!”
“Xander, it wasn’t like that! I wanted…” Willow began, but stopped when she saw the look of total disgust on her friend’s face.
“Don’t tell me you wanted this,” brunbrunette raged, motioning toward Spike, “I don’t want to hear it! You’re not well, the magic withdrawal has done something to you! I know you tried to kill yourself, and now you’ve obviously decided to let him kill you instead,” then turning to face Spike again, “I don’t know how you got rid of the chip, but let me tell you, Junior, it was a mistake, because now there’s no reason not to dust you.”
“What are you talking about?! I never tried to kill myself,” Willow asked, moving herself between Xander and Spike who sat on the bed and was looking highly amused.
“I’m talking about these,” he said, lunging forward and grabbing her wrists painfully. Willow looked mortified, but wasn’t sure how to explain.
“She got those the last time we shagged,” Spike said, moving up behind her and wrapping his arms around the small girl’s body so he could remove the bandages and show the boy they covered nothing more than scrapes. “She liked being cuffed, but got a little over enthusiastic when she came, and hurt herself.”
Xander grabbed Spike from behind Willow, tackling him to the ground and began pummeling him in the face. The blonde vampire was already bleeding profusely before Willow could move to stop him. She pulled him off with great difficulty, no longer able to use her magic.
“This ends now! He leaves town tonight, or I tell Buffy everything!”
Willow looked at Spike, and then sadly turned her gaze back to Xander, “Okay.”
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Spike stood in his crypt, looking down at his few belongings he had gathered together. He wasn’t worried about the moron’s little threat, the chip no longer worked on the slayer, a fact she obviously hadn’t shared. His stomach turned at the thought that he had once loved the stupid bint, or thought he had loved her anyway. It would give him no small amount of satisfaction to rub it in Buffy’s face that he had been shagging her best friend, but he had a better idea. He would leave town, let the moron think he had won, but he would be back. He didn’t love the redhead, but there was still something about her that drove his demon wild. She would make a wonderful childe.
All he had to do now was go see a man about a chip.
To be continued…