Hurt Me
by Red
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Hurt Me
Red: cocoachanel67@yahoo.com
Joss' folk.
W/B
Summary: Season 6, Buffy isn't the only one who goes to Spike.
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Spike entered his crypt and stopped just inside the door.
"What do you want, witch?"
Willow stepped out from the shadows, her eyes on him.
"Hurt me."
Her voice was barely above a whisper, shaky, full of pain and the vampire felt his heart ache at the sound of it.
"She'll come back to you, Red...go home, get some rest, give yourself a break."
Willow moved closer to him, her eyes never leaving him.
"You can hurt Buffy...you can hurt me."
His jaw dropped.
"I don't know what you're bloody talkin' about, Red...mojo's made your soddin' he-"
"I know what you've been doing! I saw you fucking her into through the wall, Spike! Literally!" She got in his face, her eyes burning into him. "Thought you'd bite me in a heartbeat, pet."
Spike growled lowly as his own words hit him hard and it was all he could do to not grab the redhead and do just that.
"Go home, Willow...wait for your witch."
If you asked him which surprised him most, the slap or the kiss, he would've been hard pressed to answer. Both, coming from the quiet witch, surprised the hell out of him.
"Hurt me," she ordered, her palm stinging, her lips brushing over his.
"Please, Spike, hurt me."
His demon growling, screaming, begging him to oblige her, he grabbed her arms and looked her in the eye.
"Naughty girl, slappin' me like that...you used to have such good manners, Red...looks like you need to be reminded just what I am."
Picking her up, he tossed her gently over his shoulder and carried her over to the chair, where he plopped down and eased her over his lap, his hand wasting no time falling on her ass.
"You need to not play games, little girl."
SPANKSPANKSPANKSPANKSPANK*
"Slayer isn't here to save this cute little arse now."
*SPANKSPANKSPANKSPANKSPANK*
Willow winced.
"You wanna be hurt, luv?"
*SPANKSPANKSPANKSPANKSPANK*
"The big bad's gonna do just that."
He tore her skirt from her, panties as well, taking a moment to admire her now red bottom before resuming the spanking. Willow, for her part, didn't shed a single tear, didn't whimper or cry, just laid there, over his lap, eyes closed, fists clenched, biting her lip. She deserved this.
"Your witch should've done this long time ago...bloody hell, I'm surprised Rupes didn't after ya raised the slayer dead."
He rubbed gently, his fingers kneading her smooth bum and she couldn't help but utter a small gasp as he did. Spike grinned.
"He wanted to ya know...I could smell it...he wanted to spank this arse then shag it six bloody ways from Sunday he did."
*SPANKSPANKSPANKSPANKSPANK*
Squirming on his lap, Willow opened her eyes and spoke.
"He hates me. They all hate me."
"Bloody hell!"
*SPANKSPANKSPANKSPANKSPANK*
"If they hated you they wouldn't give a soddin' piss what the bleedin' hell ya did!"
*SPANKSPANKSPANKSPANKSPANK*
"And you're the smart one?"
Willow was now tearing up, her bottom stinging.
"You saw what happened...I almost got Dawnie killed," she sobbed, both from the pain in her bum and the guilt in her heart...guilt she'd been carrying for months. "Tara hates me! Dawn hates me! Giles hates me! Buffy hates me...oh goddess she hates me!"
The tears fell harder as her body went limp, the witch finally breaking down.
"I love her so much and she hates meandIdeserveitcauseItoreherouttaheavenbutIwasafraidIdidntknowthatswhereshewasandIcouldntbearthethoughtofmyBuffyinhellbeingtorturedeverydayandnightIloveherIloveherI'vealwayslovedherandnotjustbestfriendlyIlovehermorethanIveeverlovedanyoneIwoulddieathousandtimesforherIloveher."
Spike may not have claimed his Scoobyness, but he'd been around long enough to decipher Willow babble and was no longer spanking, tears decorating his own eyes. He knew exactly how she felt. He tried to speak, to say something, anything to help her, but nothing came out...there were no words. So he gently rubbed her heated, bruising flesh and let her cry...she needed to get it out.
Buffy stood in the doorway. She could decipher Willow babble at a hundred yards and what she had just heard sent an array of emotions through her, not the least being a sharp sting of jealousy at the sight of her best friend over her lover's lap. The slayer growled under her breath, prompting the vampire to look up. So caught up in the emotions of the moment, he hadn't even been aware she had come in.
In a heartbeat, Spike found himself looking up into the angry eyes of the slayer and instantly removed his hands from Willow's ass. Buffy looked down, saw the bruising and glared at Spike, picking Willow up and cradling her gently in her arms.
Still sobbing, the witch instantly recognized the arms she was in and looked up with teary eyes.
"Buffy?"
Buffy smiled. "I'm right here, Will."
Spike wasn't stupid. He hopped up from the chair and headed to the door.
"You two birds have lots to talk about...stay as long as ya like...I'll patrol a bit." And he left.
Buffy sat down, keeping Willow in her arms, careful of the witch's bruised ass.
"Willow, what were you thinking, coming here?"
She gently brushed locks of red off of her friend's wet face then tenderly began wiping the tears away.
"I need to be hurtandIknowhesbeenhurtingyouandIneededitBuffycauseImbadandevilandIhurtpeoplesoIdeservetobehurtbackIdontlovehimorwannadothesexstuffbutIwouldvetogethimtohurtmecauseIneeditBuffyImsorryImsorryIalmostkilledDawnandImsorryIpulledyououttaheavenandImsorryIloveyoucauseIknowyouwouldneverlovemebackevenifyadidlikegirlsbutIcanthlpitIdoloveyouIminlovewithyoualwayshavebeenndImsosorrybutIca-."
Buffy stopped the babble by pressing her lips gently onto Willow's and kissing her softly.
"Oh gawd, I've so wanted to that for so long!" she gasped, when she was finished.
Willow, lost in, mmmmm lips o Buffy, suddenly opened her eyes.
"Huh?"
Buffy smiled.
"Why do you think I came here? To Spike?"
"'Cause he's sexy?"
The slayer laughed.
"Maybe, but no...I don't love him, Willow...I never could love him and do you know why?"
"The whole, no soul, evil thing?"
Buffy looked Willow in the eye.
"I could never love him, Willow, because he isn't you."
"Oh...OH!"
"I hated myself before I ever died, Will," Buffy went on, stroking her witch's hair. "I hated myself for losing you...for being too much of a coward to tell you how I felt...for being jealous of Oz, of Tara...when I was on that tower and I knew, this is it, this is bye by Buffy, I hated myself most of all...because I was going to leave this world having never told you that I had fallen in love with you that day on the bench." The slayer paused a moment, the words getting stuck in her throat. "When I came back...I was going to come clean...then I saw you with Tara...you were so happy...I couldn't do it...I couldn't mess that up."
Willow felt a tear drop onto her hand and saw the slayer was crying. Without hesitation, she reached up and caressed Buffy's cheek.
"You really love me? Like, more than best friendy?" she asked, her voice sounding every bit of a small child.
"Oh gawd, Willow, yes! I always have! I hated seeing you and Tara and when she left I admit it, I was happy...and I felt bad for that, so bad so I did the worst thing I could to myself..."
"You came to Spike. Buffy, I saw you, the two of you, last night." Willow felt the tears start again. "It was hard enough with Angel...then Parker...Riley...but Spike..."
Buffy kissed the fresh tears away.
"I'm sorry, Will, gawd I wish I could take everything back."
Willow nodded. "Me too! I'm scared, Buffy, the magicks, they're so strong, it hurts so bad not to do it!"
"Sh, sh, I'm going to help you, baby, you're not alone." She caressed Willow's shoulder.
"I care about Tara, Buffy, I do love her...but...not like I love you...and she knows...she's always known...she's so wonderful and I'm so bad."
Tears winning out, Willow buried her face in Buffy's shoulder. The slayer's heart broke, seeing the woman she loved this way and she winced with each tremble of Willow's body, her arms holding her tight, close, the need to protect the witch, HER witch, overpowering.
"You're not bad, Will, hear me? Not bad...you just need some help and I'm gonna help you, I promise, I'm never leaving you again, Will, I couldn't, I love you too damn much, I need you too damn much...you're MINE."
Willow was soothed by the words, the voice saying them, the arms wrapped around her and for the first time since that fateful night at the tower, she felt safe.
"I love you, Willow Rosenberg, with everything that I am."
Willow looked at the slayer, HER slayer.
"I love you, Buffy Summers, with everything that I am."
They kissed, both moving at the same time, leaning in, lips seeking the other's with a need far too long denied. It was slow, long, hungry, a prelude of delicious things to come and when they broke for air, the slayer smiled.
"I want to take you home...take care of you...then I'm gonna come back here and kick Spike's ass for bruising my Willow."
Willow, having completely forgotten what had happened, suddenly remembered and winced.
"My bum is all owy," she pouted. "But um, it's not his fault...I forced him to, Buffy."
"Bloody right she did!"
They looked towards the door and Buffy's brow shot up.
"Thought you went to patrol?"
The door opened and the vampire stepped inside.
"You bloody well knew I wouldn't miss this." He grinned. "You two all cuddley now, 'bout bloody time. Can I have my house back now? Or would you like to make up right and proper right here in front of me. Got no problem with that, pets."
Buffy growled. "Get me a blanket."
Laughing, he disappeared down to the lower level.
"Buffy?"
"Yeah, sweetie?"
"Am I yours now?"
"Damn right you are."
Willow smiled. "Buffy?"
"Yeah, Will?"
"Have you ever wanted to spank me?
Buffy smirked. "A few times."
"Buffy?"
"Yes?"
"Is now one of those times?"
The slayer leaned to her ear.
"Wait til' this ass is healed, Red." She kissed Willow softly. "But I'll never, ever hurt you."
Willow kissed her back. "I know."
"Here ya go, one blanket, no holes, wouldn't want any creatures of the night seein' Red's goodies now, would we?"
He tossed it to the slayer, keeping back at a safe distance. Buffy wrapped Willow carefully up, then stood and moved to the door. Willow rested her head against her slayer, a contened smile on her face. Buffy looked at Spike.
"Don't get all mushy on me, slayer. It was fun, definately eye poppin', but I can't be fraternizin' with the enemy..." He winked. "No matter how good it feels."
Buffy furrowed a brow. "Why do I get the feeling you had all of this planned?"
"Pft, got better things to do than waste my time playin' fix up for the likes of you. Now if ya don't mind, I got telly to watch and Red there could use some tlc on her sexy little arse."
Buffy growled, held Willow tighter and left. Spike waited til' he was sure they were gone, then moved to the stairs and yelled down.
"All clear, pet."
He smiled, offering a hand to Tara as she climbed up.
"I heard...thank you, Spike."
She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tight. He returned the embrace.
"Don't have to thank me, luv, I got a few slayer shags outta it...and got to spank a witch." She blushed and he smiled. "You really are amazing, pet...to love her so much, you'd give her up to make her happy."
Tara thought for a moment. When the slayer confided in her, about Spike, what she was doing, what they were doing, Tara knew something had to be done...both Willow and Buffy were falling apart...both vanishing into their seperate darkness. Someone had to do something. If they didn't get together soon, it would be too late for both of them. She knew it...even if they didn't.
That's when she went to see the vampire.
"She's always loved Buffy...and Buffy's always loved her. Willow's going to have a tough time, learning to control her magicks...she needs Buffy."
"How did you know she'd come here? That she'd see us last night?"
Tara smirked slyly. "I have my ways...thank you, Spike." She reached up, caressing his cheek. "You're a good man."
It was his turn to blush.
"What about you, luv? You deserve some happiness."
Tara smiled. "They're my friends...seeing them happy, makes me happy."
He cocked a scarred brow.
"You like poetry, pet?"
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"You actually kissed him?"
"Hey, those who, tear down houses doing the naughty shouldn't throw stones."
Buffy gently rubbed the lotion onto Willow's bottom, angry for so many reasons. How could she have went to him? How could he have not only touched her Willow, but bruised her as well? Willow felt the sudden change and turned, looking over her shoulder.
"Hey, Buffy, baby, it's ok. Like we said on the way home...clean slates for all. From now on, we have each other, in every sense of the word, right?"
The slayer smiled, nodded and placed a soft kiss on her witch's nose.
"Mine, forever."
"Always, darn tootin'!"
"Damn straight!"
Willow laid her head back down, closed her eyes and giggled."Just wait til' we do the naughty...so going to make that look like a Disney movie. Mmmmmm, you have nice hands, slayer."
"You have a nice tushy, witch." Buffy's smile grew as her eyes wandered over Willow's lower half.. "You so have nice everything...and when, exactly, is that going to be? The naughty that we do?"
Willow grinned.
"I'm feelin' kinda naughty now, how about you, baby?"
Grinning just as big, Buffy let her fingers answer for her, slipping them between the redhead's thighs and stroking gently.....