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Summary: Willow transfers to Washington University at St. Louis to get away from things that go bump in the night. Too bad for her that things go bump in the night in St. Louis too. Willow/Richard

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Anita Blake > Willow-Centered > Pairing: RichardCarolFR153138,7541035100,4363 Jan 0328 Jan 03Yes

Seduction 101

Chapter 27

Yes, definitely desperate. Willow gave yet another sigh as she

surveyed Spike’s handiwork. She didn’t know if she could go

through with this. She did look sexy though. Spike had excellent

taste in seductive clothes. She did feel more comfortable in

wearing this little dress than that leather ensemble she wore on New

Year’s Eve.

The baby blue dress had two layers. The under layer was delicately

ruffled while the upper layer was a stretch knit. A beaded design,

a shade darker than the dress, emphasized the asymmetric hemline.

Two slender straps went around her shoulders. A matching scarf

wound around her pale long neck. She felt utterly feminine in this


Spike had even talked her into lacy underwear to match. It was a

good thing that Xander no longer spoke to her. She could just

imagine Xander’s unfavorable reaction to Spike picking out sexy

underwear for her. She found it to be surreal herself.

Spike had actually put makeup on her. Who knew that Mr. Bad Ass

Vampire could put on makeup? Spike had sworn her to secrecy upon

pain of torture and slow drawn out death if she ever told anyone.

He had swept her hair up into an elegant chignon. She looked every

inch the temptress.

Spike interrupted her reverie. “Well, pet? What do you think?

Personally, I wouldn’t mind shagging you, myself.” He gave

her a playful leer.

Willow graced Spike with a leer of her own. Time to see, if she

could play the role of the vixen. She strutted up to Spike and

placed a well-manicured finger on his chest right where his silk

shirt opened to reveal pale naked flesh. She traced a light trail

with her nail up to his collar bone. He gave a shudder. She smiled

a slow lascivious smile in response.

“I think it will work perfectly.” She softly purred into his

ear. “Too bad for you that I only have eyes for Richard.”

She gave a quick nip to his ear lobe. He gave a tiny growl.

“You are such a tease, my little witch.” Spike breathlessly


Willow gave a bright Willowy smile. “So, you think that will


Spike gave a groan. “Pet, I think he would have to be batting

for the other team for it not to work. If that happens to be the

case, call me up. I’ll help you rid yourself of any pesky

hormonal problems. Since I’m such a helpful bloke.”

Willow rolled her eyes. “Yes, you are just Mr. Helpful

especially if it involves getting naked and sweaty.”

Spike smirked.

“Well, Spike. Thanks for the help but it is time to get this

show on the road. Wish me luck.”

Spike put an arm around her shoulders as he escorted her to the

door. “Pet, you aren’t going to need it.”


She could do this. Yes, she could. Willow was mentally psyching

herself up to knock on Richard’s front door. What if he laughs

at her? Maybe she couldn’t do this. Maybe she should turn around

now and make a hasty retreat to the car. She didn’t get a chance

to make her escape with the opening of the door.

Richard gave her the slow once over. She heated up in response.

“Hello, Willow. What brings you to my neighborhood dressed up so

nice?” He smiled a very sexy smile.

Willow felt her mouth go dry. “Would you believe that I just

happened to be in the neighborhood?”

Richard shook his head.

“This was a stupid idea. I shouldn’t have listened to that

bleach blonde wonder. Oh yeah, Willow.” Willow then slipped

into her imitation of Spike’s accent. “Who will be able to

resist you in this outfit? I wouldn’t mind shagging you

myself.” Willow vigorously shook her head. “I’m not cut

out for seduction. I think I will go find a nice rock to go hide

under unil the end of time.” Willow was crimson with

embarrassment. She turned to leave but was stopped by Richard’s

hand upon her arm.

“You would get that lovely little dress all dirty if you did

that. Why don’t you come in and we can talk about this and why I

need to thank this bleach blonde wonder.” Richard smiled

reassuringly. He coaxed her into his house and shut the door behind


Willow nervously made her way to the couch. She will just come

clean and hope he isn’t mad. Yes, that is what she’ll do.

Temporary embarrassment followed by years of self-loathing. Maybe

she should have skipped the country. ‘I wonder what Italy is

like this time of year,’ she thought sourly.

She screwed up her courage and faced Richard. “I have a

confession. My friend Spike talked me into this. I was wanting

more than the smoochies which are very good by the way. Spike

thought that a little seduction might be in order only I don’t

think I have the seductress act really down. So, I will just be on

my way and you can have a hearty laugh at my expense.”

Richard was momentarily at a loss for words. He could smell her

nervousness and under that scent was desire. She desired him a lot

from what he could tell. He hated to see wasted effort.

Before Willow could make more with the babble, Richard swooped down

for a kiss. It was a replay of the kiss that happened on New

Year’s Eve. Willow felt herself melting down at a cellular

level. He could curl her toenails with just a kiss. What could he

do if there was less clothing and more touching happening? She gave

a full body shudder at that thought.

Richard growled as he scented an increase in her pheromones. He

effortlessly swept her up into his arms like she weighed nothing.

He then made with full haste to his bedroom. It was time to unwrap

his present. He was such a lucky man. It wasn’t even his

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