Love and everything that goes with it
by Bwriter
part eighteen
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Part eighteen
A/N sorry for the delay in updating, but it was Vday and everything~
Buffy knew she was being stared at. Opening her eyes, she saw two green ones above her.
"Hey."
Willow smiled before leaning down for a kiss, keeping her weight off Buffy's body, knowing that her lover would be sore.
"Hey."
Buffy smiled even as her eyes slipped closed again.
Willow watched, knowing that Buffy was tired. Everyone had crashed after the battle. Buffy had the delayed reaction and was making up for it now.
Slipping out of bed, she smiled as Buffy groaned her in her sleep before snuggling into Willow's pillow.
Leaving the room, she made her way to the kitchen. It suddenly registered that she hadn't eaten in two days.
"How is she?"
Willow saw Faith sitting at the counter, a cup of coffee in her hands.
"Sleeping."
Faith returned her gaze to her cup, watching as the few remaining coffee beans floated around the top.
Willow noticed the look on her best friends face.
"What's wrong?"
Faith looked up, a tear falling from her eye.
"Angel. There was something different about him yesterday. During the battle, he changed. It was like his personality went a complete three sixty."
Willow's brow furrowed and she considered what her friend was saying.
"Maybe it was just the heat of the battle?" It was poised more as a question than a solid statement, but Faith latched onto it.
"Yeah, your right, that's probably it. Thanks Will." standing, the Slayer left the redhead to her own coffee and went to curl up with her lover, putting the thoughts that had been running through her mind away for now.
Willow watched her go, a frown on her face.
Turning back to her coffee, which she knew she really shouldn't drink, her thoughts turned to her father.
How had he gotten Faith's cell phone number? Had he asked her mom for it?
"Hey Will."
Willow jumped. She hadn't heard Xander come up behind her. She didn't even know he was still there.
"Hey Xand. Is Oz and Cordy still here?"
"Yeah," he slumped into the chair beside her.
"How's Buffy?"
A smile graced Willow's face as she thought of her lover, who was safe in bed.
"Healing. She's asleep now."
Xander watched as Willow spaced out, thinking about Buffy no doubt.
Looking up, he saw Buffy enter the room, still looking worse for wear.
The blood soaked clothes were gone, as was the blood covering the visible skin. In its place were cuts and bruising that wouldn't fade for a day or two.
Even Angel and Faith still looked bad. Spike looked worse if that was possible and Lou and Fang had disappeared.
Xander didn't know if that was a good thing or not.
Willow hadn't noticed Buffy, and he was about to nudge her when Buffy shook her head no.
Heading to the fridge, she took out a blood bag and put it in the microwave. Pulling up a chair, she sat down beside her Mate, who still hadn't noticed her.
"Will, wherever you are, can I come too?"
Willow snapped out of it and spun to see Buffy sitting beside her.
"Don't worry, you were there with me."
The microwave dinged and Buffy moved to get her food. Willow stopped her and got up to do it herself.
Xander felt ill. Sure, he liked Buffy, better than he liked Angel even. But she was still a vamp, and that just didn't sit well with him.
Buffy saw the look on his face, but she was exhausted and didn't want to get into it.
/couldn't we just eat him?/
'Willow wouldn't like it'
/I notice that you aren't against the idea completely/
'we don't eat people anymore, remember?'
The demon growled and Xander jumped.
Buffy looked guilty for scaring him, but he shrugged it off.
Willow set the blood down in front of her, and Buffy couldn't help her groan. She was hungry. She had fed when she got back to the mansion, but she was hurt, and her demon was hungry.
Not caring about Xander, Buffy downed her blood before rinsing the cup and steeping it in hot water to make sure she got all the blood off.
Turning, she saw the look on Xander's face and wondered what was wrong.
Willow saw what her friend was looking at. Standing up, she reached up and wiped away the blood that was clinging to Buffy's chin. Before she could wipe it off her own hand, Buffy brought the blood coated digits to her mouth, and licked them clean.
Willow couldn't help the shudder than raced through her body, and Buffy growled lightly at the look of lust in her Mate's eyes.
Neither noticed Xander bolting from the room.
Buffy pulled Willow to her and hoisted her up onto the kitchen island, planting her Mate firmly on its surface and attacking her lips.
/FINALLY/
Willow moaned as she felt her lovers tongue mesh with her own.
Buffy growled low at the moan, loving the way Willow responded to her.
Never before had she felt anything like she did when she was with Willow.
Sure, she had other lovers, but she would only ever have one Mate.
And that was the redhead currently whimpering her name.
Willow pulled back to breathe, but Buffy wouldn't let that stop her.
She trailed her lips over Willow's jaw, moving down to her neck and sucking sharply at her mark.
"Oh God!" Willow came with a cry, her body jerking forward to Buffy's as a result of her small orgasm.
Buffy growled and purred, sucking harder, bringing the blood to the surface, but not biting.
She wasn't even in game face, though her demon wanted out to play.
She would only do that if and when Willow wanted her to. Until she had the green light, she would wait every time.
/spoils sport/
Willow lifted her head and met Buffy's lust filled gaze.
Keeping their gazes locked, Willow tilted her head to the side, knowing Buffy knew what she wanted.
Buffy's eyes fixed on the pulse beating widely on her Mate's neck, and couldn't stop the demon coming out.
Golden eyes met green unflinchingly.
Willow saw the lust in those eyes. She saw the danger, the passion and the love.
Shuddering, she pulled Buffy to her, gasping as her lovers cool mouth connected with her hot skin.
Buffy licked the skin, bathing the area with her tongue before she eased her fangs in.
Willow gasped and offered more of her neck to Buffy, who only took small pulls of blood, knowing that it was enough for her.
The sensation suddenly changed from pleasure to pain when Buffy's fangs ripped from her neck.
Crying out, Willow fell to the floor, holding onto her neck, trying to stop the blood from flowing.
"Wha'?" Willow looked up to see Giles holding a cross in Buffy's face.
Buffy was growling loudly at him, but her gaze was rooted to Willow, more specifically, the wound she had caused on Willow's neck.
"Will?"
Willow looked at the rage glimmering in Buffy's eyes. Eyes that were golden though her face never changed. she could hear the demon in her lovers voice though and knew it was close to the surface.
Looking over, she saw that Giles hadn't moved, other than to thrust the cross closer to Buffy, who never flinched even though it must have been painful.
"Giles, don't." Willow's voice sounded weak, even to her own ears.
Buffy flinched at the sound and turned a murderous gaze to the watcher.
"What. The. Fuck. Are. You. Playing. At?" Each word was growled out as Buffy's face slowly changed.
Giles looked from Buffy to Willow.
"You were biting her!"
Willow would have blushed, having been caught in the throws of orgasm by Giles, but she was too sore.
Turns out, that when a vamp isn't being gentle the way Buffy was with her, the bite hurt like hell.
/kill/
Buffy closed her eyes and took a deep breath, not even noticing the irony anymore when she did.
When it all boiled down to it, they didn't trust her.
Angel did.
Faith did, or so she thought.
And she knew that Willow did, with more than just her life.
But the rest? They didn't. To them, she had only been tolerated because of the fight.
Now the fight was over, and she wasn't needed.
/screw them. We have Willow/
Buffy wanted to just believe what her demon was saying. She knew it was true.
Yet, she couldn't help but feel hurt. She had fought with them to save the world. Almost dying in the process, yet Giles turned on her when he thought she was...
She couldn't blame him.
She was a Vampire.
She had been biting Willow.
Giles had saw and thought the worst.
Buffy's eyes snapped open.
"Even now, you think I would hurt her?"
She knew that Giles had to have seen the Mate mark on Willow's neck. He couldn't have missed it.
Giles lowered the cross and Willow moved around him to attach herself to Buffy's side, sighing when the Vampire put a protective arm around her.
Buffy turned her head and looked closely at the wound.
It was raw looking with jagged fang marks.
They would heal in time, and hopefully they wouldn't scar.
"What was I supposed to think? I walk in here, expecting to pour myself some tea, and I see you with your teeth in Willow's neck. Excuse me for jumping to conclusions over the safety of a friend."
Like that, all the anger Buffy felt towards Giles vanished. He was worried about Willow. She could relate.
"We need to get you cleaned up." Buffy led Willow out of the kitchen and into her room, avoiding eye contact.
Willow sat down and raised her hand up to prod around her neck.
"Don't." Buffy caught Willow's hand in her own and pulled it back down before gathering the first aid kit.
Willow grimaced at seeing the disinfectant.
"Couldn't you just..." she trailed off, hoping Buffy would fill in the rest.
Buffy, however, remained clueless.
"Just what?"
Blushing Willow tilted her neck, exposing the wound that still oozed blood.
Comprehension dawned in Buffy's eyes.
"You want me to... even after before, with the pain?" Her voice sounded vulnerable to Willow, which was strange, because she knew Buffy knew how much she liked it.
"Yeah."
Buffy set down the first aid box and sat on the bed beside Willow.
Gently, she cradled her lover's head in her hands and tilted to a better angle that wouldn't hurt Willow.
Leaning in, she allowed her tongue to trace the edge of the wound, licking up the drizzle of blood.
Moving her mouth up, she sealed it over the bite and bathed it, soothing it.
Willow sighed and pulled them both down so they were laying on the bed, Buffy never once breaking contact with Willow's neck as she moved with her.
The Vampire spent a good ten minutes cleaning the wound. When she was satisfied, she pulled back, smiling at Willow's groan of displeasure at the act.
Pulling her lover into her arms, she held her tight, listening as her breathing tapered off, letting the Vampire know Willow was sleeping.
Sliding off the bed, she headed out into the main room to have a word with the watcher, and anyone else that was there.
tbc