Down Twisted
by drkdreamer
Chapter 11
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Chapter 11
By 12:15 PM, the blonde and her red headed lover where strolling through one of Sunnydale's many, lonely, cemeteries. Willow, whom was carrying a bag containing two cheeseburgers and fries, felt compelled to ask this question.
"Buffy Summers, please tell me we aren't about to something kinky out here in this grave yard?!?
The Slayer, who'd merely been thinking about the food, began to chuckle in high amusement. That question did many things to her already teaming libido but Buffy, who was truly starving after their long jaunt thru Sunnydale's streets, decided, for just a bit, to play with the confused Wiccan.
"I dunno, could be, let's just see where the afternoon takes us. "Kay, Will?"
After walking another thirty yards, the Witch could see that they'd soon be heading into the thick woods that surrounded this quiet cemetery. Perhaps five minutes later, they where both standing in the cool shade from the canopy from the trees. It felt fantastic to the girl's, whom where sweating from all the walking they'd did since leaving Alex's house that morning. Buffy turned to catch the startled eyes of her Wiccan friend.
"So tell me, Will, what do ya think about my place?"
The red head simply glanced from left to right, totally confused.
"It's nice, Buffy. But, babe, you gotta tell me we really won't be eating lunch while sitting on the ground?"
That carefully poised comment caused Buffy to throw back her head and laugh from insane glee. Once she was able to calm herself, she found Willow staring back at her in true puzzlement.
"Not exactly. Look up, sweetheart, and all will become clear to you."
The green eyed girl did as requested and was utterly delighted to spy the simple tree house perched high above her grinning lover's head. The Slayer motioned the other girl closer so Willow would be able to see the steps that led up to her only safe haven. The two young woman where laughing as they began to head towards the heavens. Buffy, who in a fit of honor told Will to go first, found herself becoming totally aroused as she watched the Wiccan's shapely ass move away from her. Willow, who was now halfway up those many steps, was amused yet horny after feeling the weight of Buffy's hot stare continuing to lock upon her backside. However, in short order, both girl's found themselves standing upon the sturdy, pine wood floor.
The Slayer set down the Cokes she'd been holding to walk over to the far corner of the tree house and retrieve the the old, blue blanket she'd left there weeks before. The blonde spread the twin blanket on in the middle of the floor and beckoned Willow to walk over to her. They both took a seat but, did not yet begin to consume their food. For a few brief moments, all Buffy and Willow could do was stare deeply into one another's eyes.
Their gazes spoke volumes of words in that time and the Wiccan wasn't at all surprised to watch as Buffy scooted a shade closer. The red heads breath caught when the Slayer reached over and pulled her unresisting body fully atop the blonde's. Their they sat, with little more than one scant inch separating any part of themselves from one another. Willow was sure that, at any moment, she'd burn alive from the sheer heat radiating out from the blonde's still body. Buffy, for her part, was staring longingly down the V of Willow's tee shirt. She could catch only brief, tantalizing, glimpses of those precious globes and the lovely sight caused the Slayer's mouth to salivate uncontrollably. The Wiccan hardly dared to breathe, God, the intoxicatingly heavy weight from the blonde's lambent eyes was driving her crazy! Buffy Summers leaned her mouth directly above the straining clothe that separated those gorgeous breasts from her hungry orifice and spoke from the deepest part of her heart.
"God, Will, you'll never be able to understand how often I've imagined you sitting right here! Sometimes, when I've come up here I could almost see you waiting for me. Tell me, love, is this really my dream come true or am I only being tormented by my dreams once again?"
The shocking depth of need reveled within those few sentences caused the fire, which had been burning within Willow's stomach all day, to burn ever brighter. A supple hand titled the Slayer's face up to her own.
"Baby, if this is just a dream then I hope we never wake up! I need you, Buffy, here, now and forever. Love me and lets make this place ours."
The Slayer fused her mouth to the red heads wanting, no needing, to delve deep inside that woman. Willow moaned as she slid her hand underneath the other girl's shirt and glided her fingertips slowly over the blonde's all too sensitive spine. Buffy Anne Summer's was groaning as she, none too gently, lay that beautiful red head back upon the blanket. Clothes became a none existent thing and, not a moment too soon, two straining bodies melded into one.
*****
At that exact moment, in the slums of downtown Sunnydale, a dark haired woman stared up at the left corner window of a rundown, former apartment building. Alex Robert's clenched her hands tightly together as she released a deep sigh. Skyton resided inside there, if her information was correct and the Southerner couldn't help but be happy that her long search appeared to be almost over. Her bitter heart began screaming that she should just go inside and slaughter Tom Skyton. The saner part of her brain, however, whispered that the time wasn't yet right. Alex warred with the two apposing parts of herself but, ultimately, chose to remain right where she was standing on the dingy sidewalk.
Soon bastard, she thought with gray eyes burning in anger, soon this will all end.
The woman gave herself a good mental shake then turned to make her way back to where her car was parked. By the time she was driving into Suburbia, Alex had cooled her face into a bland mask. She knew, instinctively, that she'd have to give an award winning performance tonight. There was no way that the Slayer or Witch could know that she'd finally located her prey, at least, not this evening.
The Southener's fine lips twisted up into a parody of a smile. She realized that Buffy and Willow would do their level best to, somehow, try and persuade her to give up her quest. Alex smiled with utter sadness a part of her, no matter how foolish, sincerely wished that she could heed their wishes. She liked the young couple more than even she'd thought possible and the woman would've truly liked to stick around and see how far they would take that relationship. Alas, this simply wasn't to be. Alex had chosen her path with a clear conciousness and there was nothing that could make her change her mind now.
As the woman pulled into her driveway, she took her time shutting off the car. Once standing upon solid ground, Alex took a deep breath and attempted to calm her seething emotions. When this was accomplished, she then unlocked the front door, flick on the light and went inside her house. Alexandra Robert's hesitated, momentairly by the kitchen because, God only knows, it was going to hurt to see Buffy and Willow so happy this evening.
But hey, she also couldn't resist thinking, maybe they''ll gift me with one last beautiful memory to take into battle with me.
That thought lightened her mood immensely and, with her dark heart doing a happy little dance, Alex walked into her darkened living room with a cheerfully bright grin.