Good Nurse

by
Michelle

8 Turning Willow?

"Can I turn Willow?" Xander asked as they made their way to the ice cream shop.

"What? No! No you may not!"

"Why not? I thought we were going to turn her if I wanted."

"I will turn her if you want, pet."

"What's the difference? You turn her, I turn her. She gets turned."

"You are too young to turn someone, pet."

"How's that work? I've seen lots of new vampires run around and turn others. Works fine. The turn works."

Spike chuckled. "No pet, you've killed lots of new vampires and those that they've made. Blood does tell, pet. You've killed a bunch of idiots. You are smart and have most of yer faculties because you've been Sired by a high quality vampire."

Spike snickered.

"But don't think my blood will hold over. You sire Willow and she'd be a bloody wicca-vamp-loon! I turn her and she'll be mostly fine. A bad-ass-wicca-vamp, but mostly fine. So? You want me to turn her?"

Xander smiled, thinking about her. About his Willow. His feelings were muddled. Friend. Food. Potential partner. Food. He grinned. "Yeah. I want Willow with us." He leaned down to lick Spike's cheek. "I think we could have fun, the three of us!"

Spike stopped walking and took Xander in his arms. He kissed the boy, thrusting his tongue into the younger vampire's mouth. His hands slid into Xander's hair, holding his head still. He pulled back to smile at the dark haired vampire. "If you want her, you shall have her."

Xander laughed, extremely pleased with Spike in particular and un-life in general. "You're a good Sire, Spike." He leaned in for another kiss. "And a sexy one. Let's go turn us a Willow Witch!"

Willow brightened once she saw Xander and Spike come into the ice cream shop. She waved them over.

"You guys had me worried! Where have you been?"

Xander scooted into the booth, across from Willow. Spike sat down next to Willow, smiling. She'd wonder later, if she thought his smile was just a bit creepy.

Xander smiled at Willow. "Spike took me to Los Angeles." He placed his clasped hands on the table.

Willow smiled. "Did you like it? Did you have fun?"

Xander chuckled. "Yeah. It was fun. I had a lot of fun."

"Do you want to order? I'm waiting for my banana split." She grinned. "Spike? I know Xander is gonna get a hot fudge sundae, but what about you? Can you enjoy a nummy frozen treat?"

Spike couldn't help but respond to her smile. He stood and reached in his pocket, pulling out some money, and handing it to her. "Sure, pet. Get me the same as Xander."

Willow took a look at the wad of cash thrust in her hand. She grinned. "Hey! I think I'm gonna order me some extra whipped cream and extra nuts too!"

Spike smiled at her. "Order away, pet."

"Well?" Spike asked.

Xander turned his gaze away from Willow and looked at Spike.
"Huh?"

Spike smiled. "Turn her? Or eat her?"

Xander's fangs came down and he licked them. He smiled at his Sire. "Turn her."

"Nummy." Willow pushed her dish away. "I couldn't eat another bite." She smiled at Xander. "I'm glad you had fun in LA." She reached out her hand and placed it over Xander's. Xander turned his palm up, cupping hers as he smiled.

"I spoke to your dad, but he didn't know you had left town." She frowned, not noticing how cold Xander's hand was. "But you know, I never pay attention to your dad."

"Don't you?" Spike asked.

Startled, Willow looked at Spike. "No. I don't. His parent's are. . .Well, if Xander wants you to know, then I guess he'll tell you." She smiled at Xander and then looked at her watch and then out the window at the dark night. "Damn! It's late. Walk me home, guys?"

Spike stood, quickly, and Xander smiled. "Of course, Willow. Can we stop by my place? I have something I want to show you."

Willow took Spike's hand, letting him pull her from the booth. "Sure. Show away."

Xander began to hum and Spike began to sing as they led the way, each holding one of Willow's arms.

"I bleach the sky.
Every night.
Loaded on wrong.
And further from right."

Spike hummed the tune as Xander sang the words.

"You're kind of cold, Xander. Just like Spike. Are you okay?"

"Spinning around,
Two howling moons,
Cause they're always there,
Whatever I do"

"Xander?"

"The river is loaded,
I've been there today,
Took it some questions.
She does me again."

"Xander?" He only smiled and continued to sing.

"I'd die in your arms,
If you were dead too.
Here comes a lie:
We will always be true."

Spike was singing the lyrics now, and Xander humming the tune.

"Going up, When coming down.
Scratch away.
It's the little things that kill!
Tearing at my brains again."

"Oh, my god, Xan! Is that your house? In flames? Xander?"

"The little things that kill!
The little things that kill."

Xander humming now, and Spike singing.

"Bigger you give Bigger you get!
We're boss at denial!
But best at forget!
Cupboard is empty!
We really need food!"

"Xander? Spike? Xander?"

Spike humming and Xander singing:

"Summer is winter, And you always knew.
Going up when coming down."

"Oh, God, Xander. You're a fucking vampire, aren't you?"

Xander smiled and sang.

"Scratch away. . .
I touch your mouth. .
My willy is food."

Spike picks up the lyrics, his voice like silk.

"Addicted to love,
I'm addicted to fools,
I kill you once, Kill you again,
Were starving and crude,
Welcome my friend to,
the little things that kill."

Willow looks at the burning structure that used to be her best friends home and then the the deep dark eyes that used to belong to her best friend. She's pleased that Xander no longer has to endure any pain, but damn, she wanted to do so many other things. "I love you, Xander." She whispers before the demon that has taken over Xander sinks it's fangs into her neck.

"Enough." Spike hisses, pushing Xander away from the girl. He bites down into her neck, draining her life away. He pulls away, lips bloody, to smile at his childe.

Xander grins at him. "Do it, Sire."

Spike raises his wrist to Xander and lets the young vampire slice his wrist; once open and bleeding, he places it at the witches' mouth, watching and grinning, as she suckles the blood. She will be theirs, soon.

Xander leans close to his Sire, holding Willow close as he watches his former home burn and crash down.

9 Our Willow

Spike lifts the dead weight of Willow over his shoulder and pats her ass. He smiles at Xander. "Come on, pet. We should get out of here. I've a place we can go."

Xander watches another beam fall, sparks flying. He grins. "Guess so." His eyes stay on the fire crew, watching them battle to contain the blaze; save the nearby houses. "It's a nice fire, isn't it Spike? It's going strong."

's 's lovely, pet."

Xander laughs. "I bet their teeth melt."

"Your parents?" Spike grins at him. "Maybe. We can read about it in the paper."

Xander smiles, not looking at Spike, but still watching the fire, his eyes bright and avid. "Yeah. TRAGIC FIRE KILLS LOCAL COUPLE. It's kind of sad though."

"Why's that, then?"

"I'd have liked to kill them again, I think. Just once more."

Spike smiles. He is so very pleased with his Xander.

He can't wait to find out how Willow turns out. He tugs at Xander's arm.

"Come on, pet. Sun will be up soon. We need to get."

"Yeah. Let's go. We got us a WillowWitch, now, don't we? We can pick up a snack for her, can't we? For when she wakes up? And someone for us, too. I'm hungry all of a sudden!"

The crypt was cold and dark, its air heavy and stale. Neither vampire seemed to mind that, nor the dust and cobwebs that decorated the place as they each entered with their respective burdens; Xander's burden more burdensome than Spike's. At least Xander thought, as he watched Spike move about easily with Willow slung over his shoulder.

Spike went to lay Willow on a stone coffin while Xander dropped to the floor and then kicked the irritating young man in the head, knocking him out and then kicking him into a corner of the room. Xander had ripped his tongue out earlier, but still he persisted in making really irritating sounds. The two vampires had picked him up on the way home along with his two friends. Dead friends now. The friends had become a late supper for Spike and Xander.

This one will be here for Willow, once she wakes. Xander walks to the stone coffin and begins to pet Willow's cheek. He smiles at Spike. "She's pretty, isn't she?"

"She's all right."
"She ours isn't she?"

Spike grins at Xander and chains Willow to a heavy hook imbedded in the wall by her wrist. "All ours, pet." He pulls at the chain, testing its strength. Satisfied, he looks at Xander.

"Let's get some sleep."

Willow woke to hunger.

Hunger was a living thing inside of her. Her whole being ached with it. It was scratching and tearing at her, crawling and twisting about inside of her like some great parasite, chewing and sucking at her insides.

Her Hunger was everything.

And food was here.

Blood was here.

She could smell it and she could hear it. A heart was beating. Rushing the blood around in some source of food. Moving it about. Pumping and warming it, she knew. Her eyes alighted on the boy huddled in the corner of the room.

Food, she thought.

She rose to go to it but was stopped by the chain attached to her wrist. She whimpered and looked at her food.

The food whimpered and gagged and choked and began scratching at the stone wall, but food didn't leave.

Willow began pulling at the chain. Nothing. She turned and placed her feet on either side of the hook embedded in the wall. Holding the chain tight in her hands she began pulling at the chain again. Yanking. Pulling.

Yanking, pulling, and tugging.

She focused her entire mind and being on the hook in the wall and pulled, yanked, and tugged. And yanked harder, still using her feet for leverage. It loosened. Quickly she turned and began working at the hook with her hands, moving it up and down and side to side. She began a circular motion. Stone pebbles began to fall as the wall around the hook gave way. She placed her hands through the hook and pulled. The hook came away from the wall with a shower of granite.

And she was on the food the very next instant. Her fangs ripping into its soft throat and sucking. Sucking as hard and fast as she could. Drinking. The chain dangling from her wrist, as she held the food still. And it was empty. Food no more. She picked up its wrist and tore into it, sucking.

No more.

Empty.

And still the hunger crawled inside of her.

She picked up the hook and used the screw end of it to open the food's chest. She snapped the ribs to get to and pull out the heart. She giggled as she brought the treat to her mouth. She sucked the disappointingly small thing dry. You'd have thought such a big boy would have a bigger heart.

She sat on her knees and began poking about the boy's chest cavity. She knew what these things were. Lungs. She tasted them, sucking at the spongy organs. Not much blood. She tossed them aside and used the hook to further her crude incision. Intestines poured out, spilling about like an open pan of JiffyPop. She giggled again. She was not about to suck on those. She dug around pulling out his liver and tasting it. She made a face and threw the nasty thing against a wall.

Willow stood, letting her bloody hook fall to the floor, and walked towards the door.

And the door opened.

"Bloody hell." Spike mumbled, taking in the scene.

Willow stopped. "Hungry."

"Willow?" Xander asked.

Willow tilted her head. "Xander?"

"Yeah, Willow. It's Xander."

Willow smiled, wiping her bloody mouth with the back of her even bloodier hand. Xander. I'm hungry, Xander." She started towards him.

"No!" Spike shouted.

Willow stopped and hissed at Spike. "Hungry!"

"Sit!" Spike yelled the first thing that popped into his head at her.

Willow looked at him. And then she laughed. "You sit." She started towards Xander again. Spike came forward and backhanded her.
Willow fell to the floor. She stayed on the ground and crawled forward, sinking her fangs into Spike's calf.

"Ow!" He reached down and grabbed a handful of Willow's hair, pulling her up.

"Spike?" Xander asked.

"Go out and get the chit someone to eat! And be quick about it."
Spike dragged Willow up, and threw her on the stone coffin, coming over her to pin her down.

Willow sniffed the air. "Sire?"

"Yes." Spike hissed at her. "Yer bleedin' Sire. You don't bite yer Sire, ya bloody cow!"

"Hungry!" Willow whined, bucking against Spike's hold.

"Don't know why the hell you are. You fucking drained that boy. Big enough to feed five vampires, he was."

"Hungry!"

"Bloody hell!" Spike tore into his wrist and placed it at her mouth. Willow grabbed hold with both hands and sucked. Hard.

"Shit!" Spike drew his other hand back and hit her hard enough to knock her out. At least, that was the plan. Willow only hissed at him and sucked harder at his bleeding wrist, holding tight to it. Spike hit her again. And again. After four more blows to her head he finally knocked her out. He undid the useless manacle around her wrist and grinned when he looked at the bloody point of the hook.

He sure could make 'em, couldn't he?

Spike was contemplating the wisdom of staking her when Xander returned with a pizza delivery boy.

"You folks call in an order?" Xander joked. He took a good look at Willow. "She's strong, isn't she?"

"Yeah, pet. Maybe a bit too strong." Spike rose from the coffin and Xander tossed the unconscious man on the end of it.

They both stepped back and waited.

Willow's eyes opened, demon yellow, fangs down and she growled. She was on the man in an instant, tearing open his throat and draining all she could. "Yummy." She purred, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She sat up on her knees and pushed the body off the stone slab. She grinned at Spike and Xander clapping her hands in delight.

"Wanna play, now, please."

"Play what, Willow?" Xander grinned.

Willow crawled forward. Once reaching the end of the coffin, she began to undo Xander's pants. "Just play." She shrugged her shoulders.

"Just play, stuff." She took Xander's cock out and swallowed it whole, sinking down until she could run her tongue across his tightly drawn sac. Her other hand went to Spike's pants and she worked his cock free.

Spike was watching avidly. Not because the sight of the red head going down on his Xander was erotic, it was, sure, but he was terribly afraid Willow would rip it off and suck it dry. He was not about to lose that cock.

But once Xander was hard, she only bobbed her head up and down, sucking and licking at it, not once, he was pleased to note, biting into it. She let go and took Spike into her mouth, keeping a hand tight around Xander's cock. She let go of Xander and placed her hands on the two vampires hips, bringing them close together, so that she could take the heads of both their cocks into her mouth. She sucked at and swirled her tongue around them. She pulled back with a grin.

"Get naked, please." She asked politely, smiling at them as she began removing her clothes. Once naked, she lay back, playing with her swollen, glistening clit.

Xander was naked in a flash, standing beside the waist high coffin, cock in hand and pointed at Willow's mouth.

"Suck me." He demanded, sinking himself into Willow's open and eager mouth, palming her breast and using his thumb to play with the nipple.

Spike took his time, watching the two and stroking his cock. He came onto the coffin and between Willow's legs. He held himself and rubbed his weeping cock across her swollen clit. Willow whimpered around Xander's cock and raised her pelvis up. She pulled Xander from her mouth to look at her Sire. "Please." She moaned, before taking Xander back into her mouth.

Spike moved into her slowly, pushing himself in hard and deep, not stopping until he felt his balls rest against her ass. He stayed there. Didn't move. Willow wrapped her legs around his hips and bucked up hard against his pelvis.

Spike moaned and Xander lowered his head to kiss his Sire. Willow let Xander's cock fall from her mouth and began licking, biting and sucking at Spike's chest, tasting and sucking at his nipples. Spike began to fuck Willow, moving in and out of her with deep, controlled thrusts. He let his tongue play about inside of Xander's mouth, running his tongue across Xander's teeth and tickling the roof of Xander's mouth.

He pulled back from the kiss and reached down to wrap his arms around Willow. He held tight and turned them over, so that Willow sat astride him, rocking on his cock. He lay back, reaching his hands up to cup Willow's breasts, twisting and plucking at the distended nipples. Willow smiled down at him, arching her back, her hands squeezing his shoulders as she proceeded to ride him hard and fast.

"Play with us, Xanpet. Fuck her."

Xander moved behind her, thrusting wet, saliva slick fingers into her ass, stretching the tight ring of muscle. He placed the head of his cock at her puckered rosebud, leaned down, bit her neck, and thrust himself into her to the hilt.

Willow whimpered into Spike's mouth and bit his lip, lapping at the blood that oozed forth. Spike pumped harder, bucking her up and onto Xander's cock. Xander moved, slamming himself into her tightness with increasing speed and depth. Willow cried out, coming with a growl, tightening her inner muscles with each spasm of her orgasm around Spike's and Xander's cocks, sending the two males over the edge and into their own orgasms.

Both continued to pump themselves into her, shooting cool semen into her tight, clenching depths. Willow fell forward onto Spike and Xander collapsed onto Willow's back. Spike's hands came up, weaving into Xander's hair. Xander grinned against Willow's cheek, looking at his Sire.

"She's fun, isn't she, Spike?"

Spike thrust his softening member into Willow once more. "Yeah, pet. Fun."

Willow purred, rubbing her cheek against Spike's shoulder. "I'm hungry."

"Now yer just bloody well being greedy, childe! You are not hungry. No one likes a bloated vampire."

"Um." Willow murmured softly and bit into Spike's shoulder.

Spike sighed, letting her suckle at him until she dozed off. He looked up into Xander's watchful eyes. "She's going to be a lot of work, Xanpet. I reserve the right to stake her."

"'Kay." Xander said. "Can I have some too?"

"Jesus." Spike thrust his arm out and Xander moved down to bite into and feed at his wrist.

"Damn kids."

The End