Turned
by Bob Head
Part 6
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Disclaimer: None of the characters below belong to me. All the BtVS/Angel people belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy and 20th Century Fox. (Damn it!) I'm just trying to have fun.
Pairing: Buffy/Willow, of course.
Spoilers: A few general ones for Season Six and a few specific ones for 'Once More With Feeling'. This part also has a few vague mentions of events in Seasons Two and Three.
Distribution: IKOLY, Wishful Thinking and the Immortal Slayer. Anybody else, just ask.
Rating: NC-17 for this part.
Feedback: Yes please! frank_8281@yahoo.com
A/N: I know that many people don't like the musical episode of BtVS. I am NOT one of them. I liked it. The only part that I didn't like was that damn kiss at the end. So, what if that kiss had ended... differently.
A/N 2: For the purposes of this little AU, the so-called Trio are not an issue so I'm just gonna ignore them.
A/N 3: (Buffy's nagging inner voice.)
Turned
Part Six
As Willow approached Buffy's door she heard the sound of something being slid along the floor. 'She's moving furniture? This is a first.' She thought. 'Usually when she's upset she just goes out and pummels something. Oh wait, I guess she can't right now, what with the whole... daylight issue.'
Knocking on the door, she called "Buffy, are you okay?"
~~~~~BtVS~~~~~
Wanting to hide the hole, The Slayer Vampire was attempting to move a fairly heavy wardrobe in front of it. Under normal circumstances, this would have been easy. Unfortunately, She had broken her right hand when she put it through the wall and it was hampering her in her efforts.
~~~~~BtVS~~~~~
Hearing no answer, Willow tried again, "Buffy, open up, we need to talk."
~~~~~BtVS~~~~~
Buffy threw a glance to the door, (Why not let her in? Don't you trust yourself?) Stubbornly ignoring the voice Buffy threw her weight against the antique, sliding it into position with a nerve-wracking screech against the hardwood floor.
~~~~~BtVS~~~~~
Willow glanced over her shoulder to see Xander and Dawn hesitantly approaching with concerned looks. She waved them back as she said, "Buffy, I'm coming in!" Whispering, "Unlock." she opened the door and went inside.
She found Buffy sitting dejectedly in front of a large wardrobe on the other side of the bed. The fresh scarring on the floor told what the Slayer Vampire had been doing, and then the bloody hand caught her attention.
Kneeling beside the vampire, she took the injured hand in her own, earning an involuntary hiss from Buffy. "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" asked Willow.
"Never." Buffy whispered.
"We need to clean and bandage your hand."
"It'll heal by sundown Will." Buffy said, pulling her hand away.
"Not with brick and mortar dust in it." The red haired witch stroked an errant lock of hair behind Buffy's ear and then cupped her cheek. "Let me take care of you." she whispered.
The slayer closed her eyes as she unconsciously leaned into Willow's touch. (Go on.) The little voice urged. (Let her. It'll make you feel better. Hell, it'll make her feel better! Of course, there are other ways to make Willow feel much better.) An image of a naked Willow screaming in ecstasy underneath an equally naked Buffy accompanied this last comment.
'Stop that!' thought Buffy as she mentally pushed the image away. 'Willow has Tara, the last thing she needs is to follow in my footsteps.'
(Are you so sure?)
'Of course I'm sure!' she spat internally. 'I am the poster child for why humans and vampires should not... have relationships.'
Giving a mental sigh the voice continued, (I was talking about Tara! Since she's been here, have you caught so much as a whiff of Tara's scent on Willow? Well, have you?)
'No.'
(Well, then maybe you should ask her why she had to teach Dawn how to help her with locater spells.)
Shaking her head to clear it, Buffy realized she had just missed something Willow had said. "I'm sorry Will, I must have zoned out for a second. What'd you say?"
The redhead sighed, "I was asking if you had a first aid kit, Buffy."
The Slayer nodded, "It's in the bathroom."
"Well come on, you can show me where it is." She stood, pulling Buffy up by her good hand.
~~~~~BtVS~~~~~
Cleaning and bandaging her split knuckles had not been fun. Despite Buffy protesting that she'd be fine by sundown, Willow had insisted that she clean the debris out and disinfect the wounds.
Wincing as the redhead poured alcohol over her hand, Buffy again argued, "Vampires can't get infections Will... and Ow!" pulling her hand back.
Shaking her head in exasperation, "But you're not a normal vampire Buffy. You may be the first Slayer to ever be turned. Now hold still." Willow said, continuing her ministrations. "You big baby." She added with a grin.
Her eyes widened at the insult, "Willow!"
~~~~~BtVS~~~~~
After the first aid was complete, they headed back to the bedroom; Buffy muttering something about not realizing just how much Willow took after her vampire double. Entering the room, the Slayer Vampire sank down on the bed as she realized just how tired she was. Willow remained standing midway between the bed and the door wondering what Buffy was doing. 'She need's blood if she's gonna heal. Why's she just sitting there?'
"Buffy?"
"Yeah Will?"
Hesitantly Willow asked, "Don't vampires heal better if they feed?"
'Damn, busted!' Thought Buffy. "Yeah, why?" she asked trying to avoid this discussion.
Suspicious, the redhead asked, "When was the last time you fed? Cause you haven't since I got here and I've been with you pretty much the whole time." Regarding Buffy through narrowed eyes the witch continued. "In fact the only thing I've seen you drink since we found you were those beers at the club. Unless there was blood in them?" giving a shiver, "In which case, eeewww."
Laughing at Willow's reaction to the idea of Bloody Brewskies, Buffy said "No there was no blood in the beer."
"So spill Missy, when was the last time you drank... blood?" Willow asked.
"Um... yesterday?" The Slayer replied, knowing Willow wouldn't give up until she got an answer.
"You've been holding off because you didn't want to drink it in front of us, haven't you?"
"It's not something I like to do in front of people Will." She replied.
"Dammit Buffy!" Willow stalked toward the kitchen, muttering under her breath about "Stubborn, pigheaded, won't-take-care-of-themselves, Slayers!"
Minutes later, the Wiccan returned with an oversized coffee mug full of warm pigs blood. Handing it to the Slayer, Willow crossed her arms and said expectantly, "Well?"
"I have to... um, you know?" Buffy said uncomfortably.
"Get all fangy? I've seen it already." Willow said sternly. "Now drink your blood before it gets cold."
Since Willow's 'resolve face' was in full effect, Buffy let her face shift and drank the blood down. As she handed the mug back to the redhead, they were both startled to hear a loud growling noise from Buffy's midsection.
Willow sat next to Buffy on the bed. "You're still hungry." It wasn't a question.
Embarrassed, Buffy said, "Stupid stomach."
Willow sighed, "That was the last bottle."
"I know, I was gonna pick up some more last night, but I got... a little sidetracked." Buffy explained.
Turning to face the blonde, "Should I send Xander to get some more?"
Buffy chuckled wryly, "No, the place I use won't sell to humans and certainly not in daylight!" She sighed, "Just have to wait till tonight." Her belly grumbled. "Stupid stomach."
"You need blood now." Willow insisted. There was only one alternative she could think of, now if she could just convince Buffy.
~~~~~BtVS~~~~~
The Slayer closed her eyes as she lay back on the bed, trying to ignore the hunger pangs and to block out the sounds of the three heartbeats of her friends and Dawn. She felt Willow shift on the bed and heard the rustle of clothing.
"Buffy?" Willow asked.
Eyes still closed Buffy replied, "Yes Will?"
"Won't it slow us down tonight if we have to get blood before we go after Spike?"
"Maybe a little." She admitted.
"There's a quicker way you know."
Almost afraid of what she'd find, Buffy slowly opened her eyes. Willow was kneeling next to her on the bed with her shirt pulled back off one shoulder exposing her throat. "Oh god, Will... y-you don't know what you're offering."
(Oh yes she does!) 'You be quiet!' Buffy thought, as she scooted further away from the redhead.
"Actually I do know, research gal here, remember?" Willow moved closer to the blonde vampire. "Besides, you once told me how it felt when Angel fed off you."
(See?) Ignoring the voice Buffy said, "That was different Willow. I loved Angel and he would have died if I hadn't fed him." She held up her damaged hand. "This doesn't qualify as life threatening."
"It might if we find Spike and you're not at one hundred percent."
(Listen to her! If there is one thing we both want... well, besides her, it's our 'beloved' sire dead! You for him killing you and me for being trapped with a Slayer who won't let us be the vampire we were meant to be! But if your hand doesn't heal properly, you might not be able to take him.)
Scornfully Buffy thought, 'You just want to drink her and I'm not going to take a chance on hurting her!'
(Then tell her.) The voice came almost as a whisper. (Tell her about me. But let it be Willow's choice!)
~~~~~BtVS~~~~~
Xander was lying on the floor in the darkened living room, using his duffel as a pillow When Dawn asked, "Xander, are you asleep?"
"No." he replied.
Hesitantly, "Are... are you... worried about Buffy?"
Xander thought for a moment before answering, "Am I worried about Buffy, my friend, the Vampire Slayer? No. Am I worried about this Buffy? The vampire who knocked me out because I was inconvenient? Yeah Dawn, her I'm worried about." He fingered the second stake he'd retrieved from his bag. 'Angel had a soul too and look how that turned out.'
~~~~~BtVS~~~~~
Grudgingly Buffy admitted that her inner voice, 'Who am I kidding, It's the demon.' was right. 'Whatever happens next, it's got to be Will's choice.'
"Will, you know that when a human lets a vampire drink willingly, It's like..." she trailed off, unsure how to put it.
"Sex." Willow said simply.
Startled, the blonde looked up at her best friend's face to find amusement in her green eyes. 'Right, research girl.'
"Well, here's something you don't know. I'm not alone up here." She tapped the side of her head.
The redhead looked at her quizzically.
"It's the demon." She answered the unspoken question as she suddenly found the bandage on her hand very interesting. "It wants you Will. And not just for your blood. And... Iwantyoutoo."
Willow was confused for a moment as she considered the Slayers words and then her eyes widened "Oh! You mean... in a sexy way?"
"In an, Oh-my-god-you're-so-hot-I-want-to-rip-your-clothes-off-and-fuck-you-silly, way!" Buffy clapped both hands over her mouth. 'Eep!'
"Buffy!" Willow exclaimed as her cheeks tried to match the color of her hair.
(Hee, hee! Been wondering if I could do that!)
'You...you...you...' Buffy was spluttering internally when Willow leaned over and captured her lips. 'Let me get back to you on that.' Pulling the redhead closer, Buffy started kissing the witch back.
~~~~~BtVS~~~~~
Later on neither could say who was the first to add tongue to the kiss, but tongue was definitely involved. Along with hands, Buffy's hands exploring Willow's bare shoulders and Willow's hands sliding under Buffy's sweatshirt. She was surprised, at first, at how warm the Vampire's skin was.
'Ooo, it must be the warm blood.' The Wiccan thought as her hands continued their exploration.
Finally, the need for oxygen forced them to break the kiss. Willow's shirt had somehow vanished along with her bra and Buffy's shirt was seriously askew. She gave the redhead an amused look as she finished taking it off.
"Well," Willow said with an impish grin, "you knew I was a breast girl."
Freeing her hair from the ponytail, Buffy asked, "Are you sure about this Will?"
Instead of answering with words, the fiery redhead began to kiss and lick her way down Buffy's throat. When she reached the scar where Angel had bitten the Slayer, she paused. The blonde held very still, deliberately resisting the urge to vamp out. Slowly, delicately Willow began to examine the scar. She traced its outline with her fingers, causing Buffy to draw an involuntary breath.
As the scent of Willow's arousal filled her senses, Buffy bore her down on the bed with a growl, making the girl yelp in surprise. Straddling her hips, the vampire ran her fingers along the witch's sides eliciting giggles and the occasional gasp.
Suddenly the Slayer turned her face away from the redhead. Guessing what had happened, Willow pulled Buffy closer, turning her so they were face to face. Green eyes met golden. With no hesitation, the Wiccan pulled the game faced Buffy down to plunder her fanged mouth, stroking the ridged forehead with loving fingers.
Buffy gasped at the contact. Now she knew why Angel shuddered when she'd touched him there. The feelings caused by the caress were rapidly eroding her control.
"Will... I... I need..."
"I know." she whispered, guiding Buffy's hand under the waistband of her pants. The Slayer Vampire groaned as her fingers slid through Willows damp curls, amazed at the slick heat she found beyond. Her unneeded breath caught in her throat as Willow's fingers found her core and thrust into her. Riding each other's fingers, breasts touching, their tongues began to duel once more.
~~~~~BtVS~~~~~
There's an art to french kissing a vampire in game face. Buffy knew it from her time with Angel but she was so caught up in the moment that she forgot to warn Willow about how sharp her fangs were. One slip was all it took and the taste of Willow's blood exploded into Buffy's mouth. The scent of her arousal... the feeling of her wet core around her fingers... the taste of her blood... it was too much.
Pulling away from her lovers mouth, Buffy stammered hoarsely "W... Will?"
Breathing heavily, the redhead gasped, "Now Buffy! Do it now!" turning her head, she offered her pale throat to her vampire lover.
Buffy's head dipped to the soft flesh scenting the blood just below the surface. Brushing sweat dampened red tresses aside, she gently slid her fangs into her lover, letting her essence fill her mouth before swallowing.
Willow cried out at the short, sharp pain. Then it faded, and there was only pleasure. Her center clenched down on Buffy's thrusting fingers triggering the vampire's own climax. She sucked harder, pulling more of Willow into herself as her hips bucked against the fiery haired witch's hand.
For long minutes, the witch and the slayer rode a roller coaster ride of pleasure. Finally Willow cried, "Stop! Please stop, it's too much."
Frightened that she had harmed the redhead Buffy stopped drinking and began to remove her hand from between Willow's legs.
Frantically Willow held Buffy's hand in place. "Still... be sooo still."
"Will, I... I didn't hurt you did I?" Buffy asked softly, eyes downcast.
Willow smiled shakily. "H-hurt? Nooo, just really, really in... intense." Slowly she released Buffy's hand and sagged back into the pillows.
She reached for Buffy's bandaged hand. 'Well, at least it was bandaged.'
At some point during their lovemaking, the tape had come loose and the bandage had started to unravel. The redhead removed it to reveal Buffys slim undamaged hand.
Buffy reached out to touch Willow's face with her newly healed hand. "Thank you." She whispered.
Willow snuggled closer, "You needed it." Looking into Buffy's hazel eyes, "And I needed you. I'll always need you."
Gently brushing her sleepy lover's lips with her own Buffy settled down to her first restful sleep since becoming a vampire.
TBC...