Re: [SapphicSlayer] FIC: Stormchaser (8/?)

[Alnisa Allgood <allgood2@xxxxxxxx>]

>STORMCHASER 8/?
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>Without warning the cat leaped upon Angelus with a blood-curdling roar.
>Only his vampire reflexes kept him from having his throat ripped out by
>the enraged werecat. Diving to the side, Angelus comes up in a crouch
>only to be tackled by Buffy who was intent on ending Angelus's reign of
>terror once and for all. Strangely a part of her wasn't afraid of the
>large cat, that little annoying voice telling her that everything was
>cool and to just go with it.
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>For his part Angelus was getting real worried, the sun was about up and
>these two just kept coming at him. At this rate he would be dust in a
>matter of moments. With a burst of strength he throw the Slayer off of
>him and into the cat. Scrambling to his feet he tore off in the
>direction of his lair, it would be close but he would make it with only
>minor singeing on his part.
>
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Just a little starter to hurry your efforts along. I need more 
kitty-Willow. A lot more kitty-Willow. "Can I keep you?".

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Note: This is not an update of Stormchaser. It is what is known in 
the Xenaverse, as a false update. A poor attempt to get the author to 
WRITE FASTER. No offense intended. Just take it as my not so silent 
plea, more kitty-Willow, more ktty-Willow, please more kitty-Willow.

Faux Update.....
The Slayers breath expelled in a surprised burst, as warmth 
surrounded her, stopping her fall. The cat growled then purred as it 
felt its lifemate's body. Green and blue eye's traced the fleeing 
sight of Angelus, as their bodies adjusted into each other. "Run, 
deadboy," Buffy whispered after him, her mind already moving on to 
reflect upon her body. Her body was on Willow, and she liked it. 
Really, really liked it. When she heard the growl come purr issued 
below her, she almost had to purr herself. She turned her body slowly 
around, careful to not lose contact with the changing form below her.

'Damn', Willow cursed, as her cat hit the ground hard, the 
transformation started. Then she smelt her, all sun and warmth. 
"Mine," she thought, a low growl coming forth, before she had time to 
control it. The growl quickly became a purr as she felt the blonde 
slayer slide her body down and around into her. Her cat was feeling 
even more frisky at the play of heat and muscles driving in and over 
her. Green eye's darkened to a fiery emerald, "Can I keep you?" She 
asked again, her joy and desire plain and growing.

"Ahh...," Buffy issued, confusion in her eyes as she muddled over the 
thought, then promptly forgot it, as warm lips covered her own...