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Title: Reality Check
Author: Zenabuff
Rating NC 17 No one under 18. Smut
Disclaimer: All BTVS characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
Summary: What happens after you write a smutty story and decide to continue
it. Smut and Angst 
Note: This follows Waiting for her.
Second note: Dysfunctional Girl For your encouragement.
Reality Check

"Ah, Mom, I can explain." Buffy managed to look at her mother and Giles
standing in their room.

You can?" Whispered Willow at a total lose about what to do, since she was
still had her hand in the slayers pussy and a dildo inside her tender back
passage. 

"Yes, well we heard moaning and we thought, ...ah" Giles was stumbling out.

"We'll wait outside." Joyce final said, taking charge of the situation and
grabbing Giles on the way out the door
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They stood there together, not moving, not breathing, and wishing they
didn't exist. They had heard the clear sound of the door slamming several
minutes earlier. Neither of them knowing what to do. What does one say to
ones parents when caught with your hand in more then just the cookie jar?
There are just some things you never discuss with your parents or surrogate
parents. Sex, being the main topic for non-discussion with your parents. You
simply did not want to know anything about your parents sex life and you
preyed they never ever, ever ever knew anything about yours.

All these thoughts and more ran through the lover's heads. Finally the need
for oxygen and frankly the physical effort it took to stay perfectly still
in that particular position made them both realize the would in fact have to
do something.

"Buffy, ah maybe I should,"

Buffy never let Willow finish the sentence. "I'll take care of it, she is my
mother and I'm an adult now. She will just have to except I'm not her little
girl any more."
"I am sure that is true but what I was going to say was, I should pull the
thingy out of you."

"Oh" and after a long pause Buffy added, "right"

Willow began to gently remove the phallus from Buffy's tender behind. As she
was trying to slowly pull out a thought acquired to the witch. "Doesn't that
hurt when were still like that for a while?"

"A little but I kind of like it."

"I am in love with a masochist." The redhead said as she leaned over and
kissed the slayers neck.

"And this is news how?" Both lovers' good humor was returning.
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After several minutes of dressing and kissing and dressing some more, both
young women stood in front of the door that lead outside of there room. They
both had reached for the handle a dozen times and chicken out.

"I can't believe this, I'm the slayer. I kill demons all the time. Big mean
demons."

"Yet, here you are afraid of your mother."

"I don't see you going out the door."

"No, I am affair of your mother too."

"Together"

"Together."

Buffy reached over and opened the door. A nervous Giles, apparently he too
was afraid of Buffy's mother, and her mother stood facing the door. Both
women walked out of the door.

Then Willow froze up and looked at Joyce. "Ah why don't you talk with your
mother alone first." Then the little witch ran back inside the room and shut
the door.

Giles, who had been trying to figure some way out of the situation jumped on
the train and said, "Good Idea." 

"Jeezes, I didn't know Giles, could run that fast."

Joyce was not amused. In fact she was positively throwing daggers with her
eyes. 

"Why, don't we talk in one of the reading rooms, Ok mom"

Buffy led Joyce down the hall to a series of small cubical like rooms the
students could use to study in. Mother and Daughter both sat down across
from each other. Then there was a period of silence so deafening the planets
in orbit cringed. 

"So is this something else Giles didn't tell me about slayers?" Joyce began
in an angry voice.

"Huh?"
"I had my suspicions about Faith, all that Leather but my own daughter, not
that there is anything wrong with it. Some of my best friends are,... Jesus
Christ Buffy! I could except you being gay. God knows that's what I thought
it was when you were burning things down, I've excepted the whole slayer
thing, but S and M! Don't you get enough of that at the office?"
"The Vampires beating you up nightly aren't enough; you have to get chained
up at home, Why? Was it something your father and I did? Did we not give you
enough attention? Is there something we should have done better? "

"And Willow, sweet little innocent Willow. Well she had me fooled. I didn't
think she even knew what sex was, yet there she was in the middle of the
room. Well I don't want to think about it. "

"Oh, God, is Willow the only one? You and Rupert aren't, Xander?" Joyce
couldn't go on with her rant. So she let the tears fall, then she wiped them
out of her eye. Buffy just sat there and waited for her mother to gain
composure. She had matured a lot over the years.

Finally Joyce was ready to go on, ready to listen. "Well is there something
you want to tell me?"

"I guess you have a right to know, well some of it. Mom my life is
complicated, to say the least. If it isn't hard enough just being a college
student, there is always the problem with being the slayer, or in love. I am
in Love. Have been for a long time. And yes, It's Willow. There is no body
else. We haven't told any of our friends either. Not Xander, Not Giles, Not
even Angel though I suspect he knows already. We wanted it to just be us for
a while. "

"Buffy, I understand, you and Willow have been close for a longtime. I like
her, I really do. And I know your life is complicated, being the slayer is
hard and dangerous and I worry about you all the time but honey this other
thing. The chains, I don't understand."

"And you think I do? Mom I love you and I know you love me so I hope you
don't take this the wrong way. Mom I don't want details about your sex life.
I want you to be careful but I don't want to know. And I don't think I need
to explain my private life to you. Mom, slayers don't have exceptional long
life spans in general. I came to terms with that a long time ago. So, mom I
love Willow, we are careful. The truth is the chains are part of the being
careful."

I am a slayer, as in extremely strong. The first person I ever dated was a
vampire; I didn't have to worry about hurting him. Angel was stronger then I
am. Or at least as strong. But Willow isn't. I don't feel safe with her,
even if I am. Do you understand."

"No, but it is your life. I can't say I'm happy about this but give me some
time. And you're right, I do love you."

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Buffy saw her mother off and returned to her room. Willow had cleaned up the
room and was working on her computer. Buffy could tell that Willow was
really just staring at the scene like she did when she was upset.

"So, you chicken out on me." Buffy said but she was smiling.

'Buffy, I am so sorry, I saw your mom and I panicked. I've never been brave
when it comes to parents, did it go ok?"

"Ok, might be stretching it, but I think she'll deal. Giles on the other
hand may still be running. Willow you would have been impressed at how fast
he ran down the hall."

"Yeah, I bet he is not happy that he made you give him a key to the room."

"So are you tired?" Buffy asked with a wicked grin.

"Why? What did you have in mind?"

Buffy responded by picking Willow up out of her chair and throwing her on
the bed.

"You must be joking after what happened earlier, Buffy?" Willow protested
while lifting her hips up for Buffy to take off her pants. 

"Oh yes, we weren't even half-way done when we were rudely interrupted."

"Your not wanting to play the game now are you?" Willow asked half in lust
and half in fear.

Buffy had taken her own clothes off and was pulling Willows shirt over her
head. After stripping the witch, the slayer pressed Willow back into the bed
while passionately kissing her lips. Buffy worked her way down Willows body,
teasing the witch with her tongue. Letting her hands roam over the redhead's
body with feather light touch. 

The slayer continued down the redhead's body, missing nothing. When she
reached her pubic mound the slayer pushed her legs apart and slide her
tongue deep inside her core. Willow was mindless with pleasure, and the
slayer was relentless with her task. Buffy was never happy until Willow had
come twice. The blond knew just how to let the tension build and then slow
or stop only to start again. It was a method that drove the witch crazy. No
matter how much Willow begged the slayer would never stop until she was sure
the witch could not stand another orgasm. 

<At least for a while> Buffy thought.

After Willow had peaked for the third time, Buffy held her and let her
sleep.

The next morning when Willow awoke she found herself tucked in bed. Her
breakfast lay on the nightstand beside her bed and Buffy knelt in the floor
in a submissive pose with her arms behind her back and her head on the bed.
Willow smiled as she got out of bed and crossed the room in search of the
paddle.


"I don't get wild. Wild on me equals spaz." Willow

"Anyone who's not having fun here, follow me." -Buffy