Of Stakes And Spells
by VixenRaign
Fire And Lightning
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(Author's Note: Sorry about the long de-lay between the chapters! I just had a HUGE amount of work to do, and I still do, but I felt guilty about my lack-of-updates. I know that I promised smoochies, and you'll get them! [Please remember that I suck at romance, so don't get your hopes up too much!] Enjoy, and DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!)
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Buffy turned the knob and opened the door, stepping into Giles' apartment. As she walked through the door she quickly took a deep breath, preparing to yell for her watcher.
"GI-!" she started, but stopped when she was Willow resting on the Englishman's couch. She slowly sauntered over to the red-head, and the witch smiled up at her.
"Hey there Slayer," Willow said, lazily.
"What are you doing here?" Buffy asked suspiciously, though she was smiling broadly.
"I only had one class after psych, so I went and got lunch, and decided to wait for you to drop by after your English Lit. class . . ." Willow said quietly. Little did the two girls know that they were not alone. Giles was watching them from the top of the stairs. He wanted to give the two girls a bit of privacy. {Surely they'll be talking about their personal live, and that's none of my business!} he'd thought.
"You know me too well." Buffy said, flopping down on the couch next to her.
"I have to. I'm the best friend." Willow put her hand on the Slayer's knee. Buffy looked down at it, and put her own over the Witch's. both girls smiled as they linked fingers.
"Buffy?" Willow started delicately, "We need to talk about Riley. It's not what you think . . ." Willow got up, letting go of the Slayer's hand.
"Then what is it?" she asked, her voice finally revealing the jealousy she secretly felt. Willow kneeled before the blond.
"He came to me," Willow started, putting a hand on each of Buffy's knees, "Looking for advice on how to get you to like him." Buffy looked downright shocked. "Yeah, you." Willow said, laughing.
"He REALLY not my type!" Buffy said, holding in a laugh.
"What just 'cause he's not dead . . ?" Willow said jokingly, knowing that if anyone else had said that they'd get Slayer-Slapped. Buffy smiled wryly and laughed sarcastically at her friend's joke.
"No! It's cause he's a cheese obsessed psychology weirdo that seems to be stalking me." Willow had to bit her lip to keep from laughing. "Not to mention Teutonic."
"Buffy, I think I'd better explain this whole cheese thing!" the witch laughed.
"What? Did he grow up on a dairy farm?" Willow shook her head smiling.
"He came to me saying that he liked you, and that he wanted to date you. He also mention the fact that he didn't know anything about you and that limited the amount of things he could talk to you about." Buffy raised an eyebrow at this. "He asked me what you liked so he could try to try to have a conversation with you. For reason known to you and unknown to Riley, I wasn't very forth-coming." Willow blushed, and Buffy smiled.
"You're cute when you blush." The slayer whispered. The witch turned a dark shade of crimson.
"I wanted to give him something. He's a pretty cool guy, and I thought you'd like him . . . but I also didn't want to make it too easy for him."
"And . . ." Buffy encouraged.
"And I told him that you like cheese." Both girls laughed. "And at the party I told him that you like to dance, and that's when he told me he didn't know how." Buffy each of Willow's hands in her own, pulling the witch in close.
"What would Riley do if he found out you set him up to fail?" Buffy said in mock indignation. Willow smiled, and turn away as she blushed.
"I told him to back off." Willow said embarrassed. "I told him that you had your eye on someone else, and that you were just waiting for the right time." Willow took a long pause, and looked the Slayer in the eye, he worry visible. "Did I lie to him?"
"No." the blond responded, shaking her head. She pulled the red-head closer, the faces inches apart, and whispered to her breathily, "And I've got more then just an eye on you . . ." she leaned forward and capture the pink lips that rested mere inches from her own.
A slow dull heat started to grow in the Slayer's stomach getting more and more scorching with each passing second. Buffy let go of the witch's hands and ran them up the girl's arms. Her palms wrapping around the red-head's hips she pulled he closer. Willow was now straddling the Blonde's lap.
Willow gasped at the electrifying touch from the Slayer's fingers. The Witch's mouth opened, welcoming the shorter girl's seeking tongue. Time seemed to speed up as Buffy gently explored her mouth. Willow had never been kissed like this, Oz had always kissed her slowly and mathematically. This was Raw, and Passionate, and Wild and Willow was enjoying every second of it. She ran her hands through silky blond hair, thinking of how many times she'd wanted to do this, remembering how many years she had wasted before finally telling Buffy how she felt.
Then suddenly it was all over. They had snapped apart, Buffy was in need of Oxygen and Willow was long past due. They rested their foreheads against each-other's, panting slightly. Willow open her eyes to find Buffy's hazel ones looking at her piercingly, as though trying to see past her face and into her soul (or possibly deeper). She looked worried.
"Willow," Buffy said slowly, "I-"
"Buffy, please!" She whispered urgently, "Don't take it back. Please, don't take that away from me? I've wanted to do that for so long . . ." Willow trailed off almost tearful. Buffy pulled the girl tightly to her, rocking gently.
"I won't take it back." She whispered in her ear, "But I won't do it again." At that Willow let slip a sob she had been holding in. Buffy pulled back and looked at the crying vision of Willow. "At least not for a while." She smiled and gave the witch a short peck on the cheek. She pulled the girl to her again until Willow spoke.
"Uh, Buffy?" Willow asked slowly, having regained her composer, "Why am I on your lap?" Both girls separated, and looked at their sitting arrangements. Willow's knees were wrapped around the Slayer's hips, and still gripped them rather tightly, as she sat on the blonde's lap. Buffy looked up at Willow, surprise written on her face. "I don't remember moving."
"I think I might have pulled you . . ." Buffy said grimacing. Both girls blushed as Willow got up. She walked over to Giles' chair and sighed as she sat down. She realized that it had been more comfortable sitting with Buffy.
"Buffy?" Willow whispered, "How long is a while?" Buffy smiled, and mouthed 'Soon' as Giles slowly descended the stairs.
(Author's Note #2: REMEMBER TO REVIEW! TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!)
[Spoiler: Next chapter will take place during the episode that would have been titled "Pangs" (the thanx-giving one), except that I've kinda made this AU, what with the whole Willow/Buffy thing . . .]