FIC: Stormchaser (12/?)

["M.L. Tankesly" <Shadowlander1@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>]

Title: Stormchaser (12/?)
Author: Shadowlander
Email: Shadowlander1@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx - or - Tankesly@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Disclaimer: I do not own nay of the characters commonly associated with

Buffy the Vampire Slayer; they are used without permission. No
copyright
infringement is intended.
Pairing: Buffy and Willow
Rating: PG-17
Archive: The usual places all others ask first.
Note: See I haven't forgotten about Stormchaser or Rod's little "book
cage"
scene. <lol>

STORMCHASER (12/?)

"You're purring again," Buffy said as she put the last stack of books
down
in the cage. In truth Willow had been purring the entire time, but the
Slayer had been enjoying the soothing sound so much she hadn't mentioned

anything earlier. 'Must be why so many people keep cats,' she thought
to
herself with a mental shrug, before turning around and finding herself
face
to face the still purring Willow.

"I know," Willow replied in a purr, her eyes almost shinning as they
stared
into the Slayer's. "You know that you to have the most remarkable
scent,
right?" She questioned taking a step closer to Buffy. "Very nice
actually,
just calls out to you...begging for a touch...intoxicating..." she
finished
in a whisper reaching out to run one finger down the Slayer's throat.

'Intoxicating! Oh damn...' Buffy thought, she had been told twice that
her
scent was intoxicating to Willow, but did she listen? No. She was too
busy
listening to her annoying little Slayer voice whispering all kinds of
helpful suggestions about Willow to pay attention to anything else. {A
large
amount of those very suggestions involving the redhead naked and
screaming
out her name}. The same little voice that was even now making
suggestions
on how to get the redhead out of her clothing and see just how loud she
could purr. 'No! No!! Bad Slayer!' she told herself firmly even as she

found herself taking her own little step closer to Willow. Her little
Slayer-voice cheering merrily in the background, shouting encouragements
the
entire time, like she really needed any right now. Her body seemed to
be
getting into the swing of things all by itself. "Ah, Will...I don't
think
this is a good idea..." She said softly, even as she found herself
lowering
her head towards the redhead.

Time seemed to stand still as their lips touched, the only sound in the
library was Willow's purring that was more felt then heard. The sound
seemed to sink deep into Buffy's bones, soothing and calming her even as
it
aroused other things. 'It is right, the way it should be,' her annoying

little Slayer-voice kept insisting in the back of her mind. "Oh shut
up,"
The Slayer muttered before slipping her tongue into Willow's mouth and
pushing the redhead up against the cage wall.

Willow's cat purred merrily as their tongues battled for dominance,
while
she wasn't quite sure whom the Slayer was talking to when she said shut
up.
She really didn't care, all that mattered was that this was her
life-mate
kissing her and not another soul, or leech for that matter, was in sight
to
interrupt them. 'Yes the way it should be,' her cat firmly agreed as
she
slipped her hands under the Slayer's shirt. "Nice..." Willow hissed
pulling away from Buffy to take a few deep breathes, even as her hands
continue to roam under the Slayer's shirt, enjoying the feel of the warm

tanned skin. "Mine!" She growled staring deeply into her life-mate's
eyes,
before turning her attention to Buffy's neck.

With that statement the Slayer learned three very important things.
One,
that Dysis was not kidding when she said Will's people tended to be
possessive with their loved one. Two, she wasn't as grossed out as she
thought she would be at being thought of as property. In fact, her
little
slayer-voice seemed down right pleased with Willow's possessiveness, boy
was
that little voice was really beginning to get on her nerves at times.
And
third, and most importantly, Willow has fangs! Pulling away from her,
Buffy
puts her hand under Willow's chin and lifts it up. "You have fangs!"
She
said a bit breathlessly. 'How in the hell did I miss THAT when I was
kissing
her?' She wondered absently, ignoring her protesting Slayer-voice who
had
been totally turned on by the sharp little fangs nibbling on her neck.

"Huh?...oh sorry...not much I can do about that, they are always there,"

Willow replied after a moment, trying to figure out what had distracted
her
life-mate. "I forgot I had them," She added with a little grin, her
cat
jumping up and down yelling 'enough talk get back to the good stuff, she
was
about to start purring too' in the back of her mind.

"Oh to hell with it," Buffy said after a moment, if Willow really
wanted to
kill her she would have done it by now. Besides the redhead was doing
the
most remarkable things with her hands, why stop now? They could have
the
whole fang discussion thing later, right now she wanted those fangs
nibbling
on her neck some more. She decided with a little shrug taking Willow's
lips. Her tongue slipping past the redhead's lips and playfully running
along her upper fangs. Now that she knew they were there they suddenly
became more interesting. Willow certainly seemed to like Buffy running
her
tongue around them, her purring had gotten even louder. That was when
the
Slayer learned another interesting thing about Willow - unlike a vampire
she
just didn't have an upper set of fangs, she had a lower, smaller set as
well. She learned this little fact when she accidentally cut the tip of
her
tongue on one of the little fangs.

Willow's eyes shot open as she tasted Buffy's blood in her mouth, her
cat
eagerly pushing forward, with a demand to claim what was hers and be
done
with it. Firmly pushing down her cat, Willow concentrated on the feel
of
her life-mate in her arms as she slipped her hands into the Slayer's
jeans.
'Now is not the time to do any claiming. Not yet anyway, it is too soon
for
her,' Willow's human self hissed at the frustrated cat in the back of
the
back of her mind.

Then it was Buffy's turn to have her eyes shoot open in shock as she
felt
one of Willow's fingers slip into her warmth. Absently wondering when
the
redhead had gotten her jeans undone without her noticing it. Only to
have
the thought slip her mind as Willow's lonely little finger was suddenly
joined by a second and third finger, working in unison to drive a
certain
blonde Slayer over the edge. Unable to control herself any longer,
Buffy
began to move with Willow's trusting hand, her low moans joining
Willow's
purrs humming throughout the otherwise quiet library. 'Oh she is good
at
this,' Buffy thought happily ripping her mouth away from Willow's lips
to
begin her attack on the redhead's neck. 'Turn about is fair play,' she
told
herself merrily, grinning wickedly against her lover's warm neck before
playfully nibbling at the flesh under her lips.

Willow growled approvingly as she felt her life-mate's playful nips on
her
neck, her hand moving steadily within her lover. 'Oh yeah, it is
exactly
the way it should be,' her cat and human-self agreed contently.

Buffy chuckled evilly at Willow's low growl, enjoying the reaction her
efforts were getting. 'Seems my little kitten likes being bitten,' she
thought evilly, her hands eagerly working on the zipper of Willow's
leather
pants. 'Why the hell does she wear leather, anyway?' she questioned as
she
felt her orgasm beginning to build. 'She is way too talented with her
hands,' was her last coherent thought as she went over the edge,
covering
Willow's hand with her cum as she came with a strangled cry. Her faced
buried in Willow's neck muffling most of the sound.

Carefully comforting her life-mate as she slowly came back to herself,
Willow found herself dealing with her frustrated cat. While on one hand
she
was pleased beyond belief that she had brought her life-mat such
pleasure,
if the pounding heart and gasps for breath were any indication, on the
other, her cat was a bit peeved, her enhanced hearing having picked up
voices approaching the library. "Buffy? We're about to have company."
She
whispered calmly into her mate's ear, chuckling at the immediate
reaction
her words caused.

Buffy's eyes widened again as she tried to pull away from her lover,
only to
discover that Willow's hand was still inside her and didn't seen to be
in
any hurry to move said hand anytime soon. "Wills!" she growled as
Willow
twitched her hand within her before pulling completely out. Drawing her

hand out of Buffy's pants, Willow regarded her life-mate with hooded
eyes
and a small smirk, before a naughty little grin lit up her face.
Catching
the Slayer's eyes, as she hurriedly tried to get her clothes in order,
Willow brought up her hand covered in Buffy's juices and proceeded to
lick
her hand clean, a dark light glowing behind her green eyes. With one
final
lick, Willow suddenly leaned forward and gave her life-mate one final
breath-stealing kiss, before releasing her with a playful wink and a
promising smile.

"You do NOT play fair," Buffy hissed, buttoning her jeans, trying to
get
her pounding heart not to beat itself out of her chest. Only to be
greeted
by a playful chuckle in reply.

"I never said I did."

End Part Twelve.

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