Setting – AU – Spike and Willow meet up with two very interesting women and possibly fall in love. Read more to find out. FanFic told from each characters POV.


"Not at all," Valerie sighed smoothly to the girl. Glancing down at her hands, she noticed the small collection of items headed toward the counter. Whipped cream in a can, small bottle of chocolate syrup, jar of maraschino cherries, cupcake sprinkles, and most confusing, a pint of ripe red raspberries.

"Having an ice cream social, are we, Dear?" she cooed. "You seem to have forgotten the ice cream." She watched with amusement as the red colour turned absolutely scarlet and spread over the slim girl's entire face once again.

"I um, well, that is to say…" she stammered , eyes rolling from side to side as she frantically searched for some explanation, any explanation for the items in her basket. Finding none, she simply settled for a sheepish grin at the brunette.

"S'ok, I was just joking," Valerie said to the girl. "Didn't mean to fluster you and all." She noted with appreciation how much cuter the girl was when she grinned, rows of perfect little white teeth just showing between the pinkest, softest looking lips she had seen in a long while. It had been so long since she had been with anyone but her darling Kay. Not that she didn't love her; her entire world revolved around the girl who had shown up at precisely the right moment and saved her from the monster that had killed her fiancé last year. They had always had an agreement, if either one wanted to be with someone else, the rule was clear; no lies, no blaming afterward. After all, she was putting up with this Spike situation, wasn't she? If there was one thing she had learned the hard way, it was that sex didn't equal love. You could sleep with a person forever and still not love them. This didn't have to mean anything to her relationship with Kay. Any more than Kay's apparent rendezvous with Spike was going to.

The girl in question was now going back to a more human shade of skin, but dammit, she was still batting those green eyes at Valerie. This one's asking for it, she thought to herself briefly. She smiled and extended a hand toward the other female.

"We haven't even been introduced, I'm Val, short for Valerie," she said, smiling.

"Um, Willow," the redhead offered. "Willow Rosenburg, pleased to meet you." She lowered her head slightly, as if still embarrassed by their collision, her food choices, or both.

"Well, Miss Rosenburg, looks like you came to the store for just about the same items I did. Funny, I had no plans to buy ice cream to put them on either."

She thought briefly about what she had planned to lick them off of. Ummm, whipped cream always tasted so much sweeter when it was slowly licked off Kay's pert little nipples. Damn, sprinkles! Why didn't I ever think of that? And she didn't even let herself think about what she had planned for the cherries and raspberries. Time for that later, she mused, shaking herself out of her little fantasy just as she saw a flash of Spike, naked and writhing on a bed, moaning loudly and begging for release as she and Kay took turns licking the chocolate syrup from the length of his hard, swollen…..Damn! Where the hell did that come from? I really am cracking up, she thought to herself morosely. I have got to get out of this crazy town. Obviously, the Hellmouth did indeed possess the powers to drive people mad that she had heard about.

"So, Miss Willow, let's head to the counter, and after we pay for this, I think I really should offer you a ride home. After all, it's the least I can do after nearly running over you and all." She only hoped the timid redhead didn't notice the Evil smirk she couldn't contain as she gently took the basket and headed toward the cashier.

"Well, you don't have to…I mean, I can walk, it's no big," the younger girl stammered. She was trying to be all proper, but Valerie could tell she was intrigued. If there's one thing I'm good at, she thought to herself, it's reading people. She set the grocery basket on the counter and smiled at the cashier.

"We'll take all this, a two litre of Coke, and two bottles of Jack Daniels, please. She turned and flashed a wicked grin to her new friend as the grey haired lady left to collect the additional items. Willow's eyes opened wider at the request and Valerie could have sworn she heard a quiet gulp. Good, she thought, this one knows exactly what I have in mind and she's not taking off, so obviously, she approves!

The cashier returned with the drinks and Valerie turned her attention back to the matter at hand. She took crumpled bills out of her front jeans pocket and paid for the purchases, ignoring the cashier's snort of disgust at having to iron out the twenties before they would fit into the register. This had better be good, Valerie thought. That was about the last of their cash and this little burg didn't offer many short-term job opportunities to get them home with. She picked up the bag and opened the door for Willow, who was once again starting to look nervous. After a short pause, she looked into Valerie's eyes, and whatever she saw there must have reassured her, because she seemed to relax and left the store with her new acquaintance.

As they walked silently across the parking lot, Valerie could have sworn that her car was gently swaying from side to side. She stopped and cocked her head slightly, waiting to detect movement. There! There it was again! Dammit! She shoved the paper sack roughly toward Willow, not waiting to see whether the redhead caught it or not. Heading toward the car at a dead run, she slid to a stop and wrenched the back door open, half afraid of what she would see there. Instantly, all movement in the car ground to a halt. Curious heads turned to look at her and stopped in mid-motion. Both occupants were fully dressed, sitting on opposite sides of the backseat, and……..hand wrestling? What the Hell?

"Kay, what the hell are you doing?" Valerie spit out. "Why are you…hand wrestling a Vampire?" Spike started cracking up at her confusion and dropped Kay's hands back to her lap.

"S'ok, luv," he drawled. "We were jus' playin', waitin' for you to get back." A scarred eyebrow shot Heavenward and a sly grin twisted his mouth into an evil testament of what he was thinking. "Why, what did you think we were doing?" she noted with equal parts annoyance and admiration how his crystal blue eyes twinkled in the pale moonlight.

"You know damn well what I thought you were doing, you bastard," she growled, trying to keep her wandering mind on the topic at hand. "Don't try the innocent act with me, I've seen it before and I am completely immune to its charm."

"Right, just like your immune to mine," he purred, getting out of the car to stand beside her. "Don't worry," he whispered in her ear. "I told you there's no need for jealously. I can't wait to wrap my mitts around those soft mounds of yours and warm myself up a bit. I wouldn't start any real fun without both of you there for the ride.

In spite of herself, Valerie felt her knees start to go weak at his suggestion, especially when his tongue snaked out and slid from the lobe of her ear upward, curling all the way around the top and front to make a complete circuit. As his mouth came away, he blew cool breath onto the dampened skin and she felt a shiver go through her entire body, causing her to moan seductively. He smiled to himself and looked up for the first time since exiting the vehicle.