Spanking the Slayer
by Red
Anya Knows Best
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Xander and Spike just looked at Anya.
" What? " she baulked.
" An, you can't be serious, " Xander finally said.
" Gotta agree with Chubbs, " Spike stated.
The ex demon turned to Angel.
" I think it's a good plan. "
She smiled.
" What? " Spike and Xander gasped, in unison.
" They both want it to happen, " he explained. " Everyone here knows that. Everyone here also knows that neither of them are brave enough to make the first move. "
" So we make it for them, " Anya finished, smiling proudly.
Xander looked at Spike, who looked back at him. They knew Angel had a point.
" Let's face it, " the dark vampire added, giving Spike a knowing look. " If it continues this way, both Buffy and Willow are going to be miserable. I know you don't want that. "
" Well, I might enjoy seeing the Slayer in a bit of misery, " Spike purred, a sly grin creeping onto his face.
Angel ignored him and turned his attention to Xander.
" Come on, Xander, they're your best friends. I know you want them to be happy. "
Xander sighed and nodded.
" Ok, I'm in. "
Anya squealed with delight and threw her arms around him.
" They're going to be mightily pissed at us, " Spike noted.
" At first, " Angel agreed. " But they'll get over it. "
" That's the truth! " Anya nodded enthusiastically. " Once the spanking begins, they won't give us a second thought. Buffy will be far too lost in Willow's firm, knowing, delicious hand and Willow will be aware of nothing other than the Slayer's perky little bottom, her smile growing as the pale, smooth skin turns a pretty pink. Right, Angel? "
He didn't answer, as he was, along with Xander and Spike, visiting a sweet visual place.
*****
Willow watched Buffy sleep, her green eyes fixed on the Slayer's boxer shorted bum. Buffy had tossed her blankets off nearly half an hour ago and since then, Willow's eyes had not moved from the view. Running a hand through her messed red hair, she sighed deeply as Spike's words from earlier danced around in her head. Could it be true? Could Buffy want her to do what she so desperately wanted to do? No, of course not. But then, why had she asked if she could crash in her room tonight? Patrol had been anything but eventful. Was there some sort of, ulterior motive?
Angel was crazy. Yes, she loved him more than life itself. Still, he was crazy. How could he actually think that Willow would want to spank her? It was ridiculous. It was insane. It was beyond impossible. So then, why did she, in her pretend state of sleep, kick the covers off, giving the redhead a perfect view of her assets? Her slayer senses had let her know that her best friend was wide -awake, so she decided to test the waters. After a few minutes, she knew she was being watched. Lying there now, she still felt eyes on her. Maybe Angel wasn't so crazy.
*****
" Ok, so we all know the plan, right? "
" An, honey, we've been over it ten times. We know it. "
" Good, Angel, Spike, I'll call you the moment everything is in place. "
" And we'll take care of the ladies, " Spike replied.
" I'll leave the key to the mansion under the blue flower pot in the garden, " Angel said. " I'll be at Buffy's if there's a problem. "
" All will run smoothly, " Anya reassured them. " This time tomorrow night, Buffy and Willow will finally be living out their fantasies. "