Needs & Obsessions

Ragna

It was a cold night, really it was. Spike pulled his duster around him, the chill wind cutting down to the bone.

*What the bloody hell was I doing there?* he thought to himself, looking at the road ahead of him. He hadn't wanted to go there, to spy on her. He respected her, knew that he wasn't a part of her life like that anymore, but...he just couldn't leave her alone.

She was becoming an obsession.

He had been intending to leave the two of them alone and spend time with Willow. She really understood him...and when he wasn't crashing at Joyce's home, and Buffy wasn't in the dorm, he would stay with her.

They were more than friends, and unlike his relationship with Buffy everyone knew. It was more than sexual, more than anything he'd ever had in a relationship...but it almost seemed like it wasn't enough.

Shaking his head, he headed towards the dorms, intent on doing something to get his mind off the damn Slayer...
***

Willow understood his fixation with Buffy. She accepted it, but she didn't like it. She didn't like it one bit. But if that was the way she could get Spike...

She watched him pace, babbling on about her best friend and her best friend's boyfriend, the duster flapping about him, his facial features scrunched together in complete focus. He looked handsome like that, she mused, watching him.

"...and I honestly don't mean to pry. I mean, we're just allies now, right, pet? Nothing more...not anymore. Maybe just friends...no, we can't be friends, not after us... But it's just so *hard* to be in the same room with her and just not want to-- Red, pet, are you listening?"

Willow nodded, standing up and moving to her lover. He had been the only other person she'd been with since Oz. She winced inwardly at the thought of him, of how his departure left a void in her heart, and how the news of his sudden death left a hole in her soul. And Spike helped to fill it.

*Face it, Will, you're both screwed up,* she thought, kissing his jawbone softly. It always began like that: she made the first move, the first kiss... He was always so gentle with her, something that surprised her.

He reached up, closing his eyes and entangling his hand in her hair, leaning his head in a bit to inhale the scent of green apple shampoo and raspberry body spray. "I need you," he said softly, mumbling the words into her hair.

"I need you too," she replied as she briefly pulled her lips away from his cold pale skin. "I need you too."

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