Title: Happy New Years (1/1)
Name: Jessie   Pairing: W/S
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: I don't own any of it, joss, mutant enemy and all of
those other lucky peoples do
Feedback: Yes Please! This is my first smutty fic so tell me if I did
it right *sticks out bottom lip*
Spoilers: none, AU
Summary: the lights go out on new years *evil grin*
Challenge Number:4
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Willow sat at her house, alone, watching TV. It was new years and
everybody else had plans. Xander and Anya were "celebrating", Buffy
was off doing who knows what at some campus party (she wanted Willow
to go with her but Willow new better), and Giles was off in England
visiting Olivia.

"I wonder were Spike is," Willow thought aloud. She had had a crush
on the bleach blond vamp for a long time. She had liked him since
the first time that she had seen him. She felt bad about it because
at the time not only was he trying to kill Buffy (and the rest of
them) but she had also been dating Oz. Now she didn't have to feel
bad about it because Oz had left and Spike was chipped and not trying
to kill them.

On the TV people were counting down, "THREE, TWO, ONE, HAPPY NEW YE-"
the TV cut off as all the lights went out.

"Oh great just what I need, for all the lights to go out when I'm
home all alone," Willow muttered as she went around and lit all the
candles, "you know, if I had boyfriend, this could be really
romantic."

"Who says you need a *boyfriend*?" a sexy english voice said behind
her.

"SPIKE! DON'T DO THAT," Willow scolded the blond vamp as she jumped
about 5 feet int he air.

"Oh sorry pet did I scare you?" the blond said innocently.

"Oh hardy har har har and what the hell did you mean by the 'who says
you need a boyfriend comment'," Willow said, finally getting her wits
about her.

"I meant who says you need a boyfriend," Spike said as he pushed her
against the wall with his hands on either said of her.

"Um Spike what are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing pet?" Spike said as he leaned down
and kissed the flushed redhead.

Willow gasped as he kissed her and Spike took that opportunity to
plunder her mouth with his tongue. As Willow got over her shock she
started to respond. The kiss grew more and more passioned and Willow
could feel Spike's hard on pressing into her stomach.

Willow moaned as Spike literally ripped her shirt off of her. The
then lowered his head and started to suck on her cotton uncased
breast. He moved to the other one leaving a wet spot on her white
cotton bra. Spike grew tired of not being able to taste the real
thing and reached behind her to unclasp her bra. To his frustration
he found nothing in the back. Not knowing what the hell a front
clasp bra was, he ripped it off of Willow and threw the shards down
with her ripped shirt. Spike then sucked on the spot right in
between her breasts and down to her bellybutton. He licked along her
bellybutton and stuck in tongue in and out in a suggestive pattern
loving how she whimpered at his touch. He moved back up to her
mouth, causing a whimper of displeasure, as he tore her skirt and
panties off in one motion.

Willow grew tired of his teasing and pushed him away, causing him to
hit the back of the couch and fall over onto it. She then walked,
naked, over to his is prone (and surprised) form and straddled him.
With out saying a word she bent down and started kissing him again as
her hands rubbed his chest and abs underneath his shirt. Then,
knowing that he would love it, she ripped his shirt down the middle
and continued rubbing his chest and abs. Spike groaned as he heard
her rip his shirt, who know this girl could be such and animal?
Willow then started licking down his body, from his neck, to his
chest, then his 6 pack and then all then way down his dark patch of
hair going to the beginning of his pants. She then, doing the same
thing Spike did to her, went back to his mouth. She undid he button
and zipper and felt his rock hard dick slide into her hand.

"Well I guess that answers the boxers or briefs question huh?" Willow
said in a husky voice and a smirk.

Willow pumped his erection a couple times before positioning it at
her entrance. She then slid all the way down onto it, causing her to
gasp and Spike to moan in pleasure. She allowed herself to adjust to
his size. He was huge, thicker and longer than Oz had ever been.

"Bloody hell, Red, you're so damn tight," Spike gasped.

"Spike, so big, fuck me," was all Willow could get out.

Spike, never having to be told twice, flipped her over and pulled
himself almost all the way out and thrust back in. This caused
Willow to moan even louder than she had been.

"Oh god Spike, so good, faster, harder," Willow said as she started
to babble.

Spike sped up the pace feeling that Willow was almost there and so
was he. He reached down and started twisting her clit.

"AAAHHHHHHHH SPIKE!" Willow screamed as she climaxed.

Her throbbing pussy brought Spike to climax quickly, "God, WILLOW!"

Willow lay beneath Spike as she came down from her high, "Oh god
Spike, that was so, wow," was all that Willow could come up with.

"Yeah wow, pet," Spike said, agreeing with her.

Willow quickly fell asleep in his arms from exhaustion.

As Spike looked at her he said, "Happy New Years pet."

Willow woke up in her bed around noon the next day with the lights
working and all then candles in the house out.

"Wow that was one hell of a dream," Willow said, knowing that last
night's actions couldn't have really happened. Not only was he not
here but there was no evidence that it had happened and there wasn't
a note. So she decided that it must have been another one of her
wonderful dreams. Then she looked in her closet and saw her clothes
hamper. . .with her ripped clothes in them.

"Holy shit!"