Aftermath and College
by Bwriter
part 37
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Part thirty seven
Buffy smiled at her lover as Willow quickly removed the clothes she had put on in the heat of their... talk.
Reaching out, she ran a hand down Willow's face.
"Have you got everything in here that we're gonna need?"
Willow nodded and pointed to the right of the circle where some things were lying.
"You want to start?"
Buffy shook her head no.
"This is your game baby, I'll follow your lead and point out anything that needs fixing or changed."
Willow smiled and gave her lover a quick kiss before bending down and picking up the knife.
"The ritual is fairly simple. There's a blood exchange, a few words chanted and then a light show if it worked."
Buffy nodded her head, looking from her lover to the knife.
"When Vampire's Mate, each Vampire claims a spot on their lover's body to place their bite mark. We can't do that because of the absence of fangs. Where do you want out marks to be?" Buffy asked as she eyed her lover's naked body.
Willow tilted her head, considering the Slayer's question before looking at the knife in her hand.
"Right here. Where I can see it everyday." Willow held her palm up to Buffy, so the Slayer would know where she wanted her mark to be.
Buffy smiled and pulled Willow's palm to her mouth, placing a wet kiss in the centre.
"That's where mine is going then."
Willow grinned and handed the knife to Buffy.
"I want you to mark me first. You are the Slayer, I figure you should be the one to begin."
Buffy took the knife from her lover and took a deep breath before raising Willow's hand to her.
As gently as she could, the Slayer carved an 'x' into the skin on Willow's left palm, wincing as her lover flinched.
"By the power of the Ancients, I take you as my Mate. To protect and love as the Gods watch over us. My life tied to your life until the time I leave this world and beyond."
Willow gasped as the mark on her hand burned, and both the Slayer and the redhead looked down to see the mark reform from the simple x Buffy had carved, into a twisting of lines that caused a primal growl to escape from the Slayer.
Willow took the knife from Buffy and copied the Slayer by placing an x in the middle of her right palm.
"I accept you as my Mate, my protector. As your life is tied to mine, mine is so tied to your own."
Buffy grinned as she watched the mark on her own palm change, different from Willow's but the similarities were enough for no-one to notice.
Pulling Willow to her, Buffy pressed their palms together, allowing their blood to mix and called forth the Slayer.
"Sang de mon sang, joint comme accouple, ancien premièrement pour durer, je vous réclame comme le mien, mon camarade, mon amant, ma vie."
Both the Slayer and her Mate watched as fiery red light, intermixed with blues and golden hues surrounded them.
When the lights faded the Slayer pulled her Mate forward.
"Mine as I am yours."
Willow grinned.
"Yours as you are mine."
The Slayer smashed their lips together in a kiss that drew blood from their lips.
Pulling away, the Slayer pushed her Mate to the bed and claimed her spot on top, slipping in-between the redhead's thighs and rocking them hard together.
The Slayer purred as she felt the connection she now shared with her Mate snap into place.
Willow gasped in awe as she felt a presence inside her and looked up into the golden hued eyes of her lover.
Reaching up, Willow yanked Buffy down into a kiss and gave herself completely over to her Mate, mind, body and soul, trusting her to take care of all three.
The Slayer's eyes locked onto her Mate's, love in her eyes, and let Willow feel what she was feeling.
Willow gasped, and tears fell as she felt the depth of the Slayer's devotion to her.
Taking a breath, she focused on her own feelings and sent them to the Slayer, not really understanding how she did it, only that she could.
Buffy's head lowered and their lips met in a soft kiss that belayed the harsh movement of their lower bodies.
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Giles and Tom held Jonny up between them both as they made their way home.
"What do you think we're gonna find?" Tom asked as he shifted the drunk Jonny into a better position.
Giles twisted his head to look at Tom.
"No matter what I said to Buffy, she will claim her Mate. She made the mistake once before, leaving Willow to go to London. There isn't a chance in hell she'd do it twice," he paused as he opened his front door.
"They've mated."
Tom grimaced as he heard a loud shout come from the spare room.
"I think they still are."
Giles turned around again, pulling both men behind him.
"Right then, off to Joyce's it is."
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Buffy collapsed on the bed next to Willow and panted as she tried to catch her breath, seeing Willow was in the same condition she was.
"That... was... wow!" Words failed the Slayer.
"Yeah... wow!" And her Mate was just as bad.
Willow rolled over on top of the Slayer, her hands framing the blondes face.
"Too far away..."
Buffy growled as she pulled her lover down to her, and was shocked as hell as she felt more than heard Willow purr at her actions, but it was something they could discus later.
There was more important things to be doing right then.
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Willow used her freed hand to trace along Buffy's neck, her jawbone and up to the side of her face where she cupped her mates cheek, her thumb stroking over the Slayer's cheekbone.
Her leg moved naturally to slip between Buffy's, the lower half of her body snug up against Buffy's hip. She continued to make love to Buffy's mouth with her own. There was only one thought, one need going through her mind and body, and that was to please her Mate, to make her feel how Buffy had made her feel throughout the night.
Buffy's hands curled up and latched onto Willow's hips, not forcing Willow to do anything. She just needed to touch her lover.
Buffy's body began shaking as she felt the love Willow had for her, the passion. She couldn't stop the loud groan that she gave when Willow's mouth moved to her throat at the same time as her Mate pressed harder against her lower body.
Willow groaned as she felt Buffy's heat burning her skin.
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Giles knocked on Joyce's door, Tom holding up Jonny behind him.
When he saw her face through the glass, he smiled his hello.
"Rupert, Tom," she ignored Jonny. "What's wrong? Why are you here so late?"
She held the door open for them, but did not invite them in.
Giles smiled at her and entered the house, Tom hot on his heels.
The other Englishman dumped Jonny on the couch and turned to the Slayer's mother.
"Nothing is wrong. We need a place to stay tonight."
Joyce's smirked when she realised what the problem was. She knew what Willow had planned, and she had her objections to it, however the redhead had set her clear on a few things, and to say that Joyce felt ashamed of her actions years before would be putting it mildly.
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Willow lay on her side, her head propped on her hand. With her free hand she traced the outline of Buffy's stomach and let her eyes travel the length of her Mate, starting with her feet and going up to the short curls that covered her sex.
To her lover's small, but just right, firm breasts. To the column of her neck, to her full lips and finally to her closed eyes. Eyes that Willow could lose herself in for hours on end.
She trailed her hand down to one firm breast. Her fingertips skimming lightly over and around it.
She leaned down and gently blew on Buffy's other nipple and couldn't help but smile as it stood to attention. She began to run her hand, fingers, as lightly and softly as possible over her mate's body.
Watching as her breath sped up a little, as her chest began to flush, the lips to part, as the tip of her tongue came out to wet them. She left no part of Buffy's body untouched while she slept, her fingers dipping down to feel the familiar wet heat.
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Angel and Spike patrolled the cemetery's, Spike joyful that he could still hurt things, even if they were demons.
"What do you think will happen?"
Spike shrugged.
"Don't much care. Hate the Slayer, respect her, but hate her none the less. Don't mind Red to tell you the truth."
Angel looked at his grandchild before shrugging.
"You need to stop calling her that. One of these days, Buffy's gonna dust your ass."
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Out of the corner of her eye Willow saw as Buffy's legs parted slightly further, as her fingertips brushed across the top of her Mate's clit.
She moved a little so that she was flush up against Buffy's side, she slid one leg over the top of Buffy's and hooked it, pulling it back towards her, opening her mate to her more, needing more.
Willow let her hand travel down a little, and drew small circles on her lover's heated thighs.
She trailed her mouth back up to Buffy's.
Her hand travelled back upwards to Buffy's heat, to run along wet folds, gathering up the essence that was her mate. Her mouth left Buffy's lips, as she moved down raining soft kisses over her chin, to under it, down the whole of her throat, biting, nipping, flicking with her tongue, leaving little love bites, knowing they would fade quickly.
Willow heard Buffy's breathing become erratic as she pressed her hand flat up against her clit. She caught Buffy's nipple between her teeth and let her tongue play.
Willow felt Buffy's arousal through their link, burning hot, even in her sleep.
It was time to wake her lover up.
She pressed her hand against Buffy with more pressure and felt her Mate buck.. Then she heard the sweetest sound as Buffy woke moaning her name.
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Buffy woke feeling as though she was surrounded by her Mate, and she was.
Growling, she felt the blood flow through her like molten lave, rushing to free itself.
Buffy didn't care that she had ripped right through the bed sheets when she was sleeping, all she cared about, was the girl above her.
Two of Willow's fingers slid inside, knowing exactly where and how to touch her.
Buffy raised herself up and started to ride her lover's hand, the tension boiling inside her, building.
"Will close... don't stop Will... Will... RED!" Buffy stilled and then she felt the fire streak throughout all of her, leaving a trail of blazing heat over all of her skin. Her hips continuing to grind, buck into her mate, shuddering as her orgasm overtook her.
It took her a second or two after her climax had started to slow and ebb to realize that Willow was rocking over her, trying to get friction.
With a deftness and speed of only a Slayer, Buffy had her fingers in Willow's liquid heat. She shifted Willow on her thigh to get a better angle behind her hand, to bring more pressure into the thrust of her fingers into her mate.
Buffy lifted her head up to smile softly at Willow, watching the pleasure cross her face. She brought her thumb up to circle her lover's swollen clit and smiled again at Willow gasp of her name.
Willow's hips became frantic as Buffy stroked her. She felt the orgasm gathering, her muscles tensed and then it washed over her with the force of a tidal wave.
The tide rose higher as Buffy pushed her further and Willow gasped out her mate's name as she rode out the waves.
Buffy pulled Willow down to her, their desire sated for now.
"I love you."
Willow looked up, her eyes meeting her lover's.
"I love you too."
Willow drifted off to sleep first, but Buffy followed her not long after.
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Giles slowly opened his front door, hoping that the house would either be still, or that his two guests would be up, eating breakfast.
He got the latter.
Buffy's head turned when she saw her watcher arrive, Tom behind him.
"Hey guys."
Both men stopped and stared.
Neither had even seen the Slayer look to calm, relaxed. Peaceful.
"Buffy, good morning."
Willow chose that moment to come out of the bathroom.
When she saw Giles, a low hiss started at the back of her throat, with turned into a full growl.
Both Giles and Tom were too shocked to react, but Buffy was up and by her Mate's side before the growl could escalate.
"Easy Will, we talked about this remember?"
Willow sighed and nodded her head, reaching for Buffy's palm, pressing their marks together.
"Sorry Giles, just kinda pissed off at you right now. Even if your hearts in the right place."
Tom looked wide-eyed at Buffy.
"Am I the only one that heard her growl? 'Cause humans cant do that!"
Buffy grinned and led Willow over to the breakfast bar.
"They can if they're mated to a Slayer." She turned a loving look on the redhead.
"We have to wait and see what else she can do."
Tbc
a/n - rough translation of the French (sorry if there is any French ppl reading this and I totally mucked up your lingo - also, the reason this chap took so long to post was because I wanted to do it right
Blood of my blood, joined as mates, ancients first to last, I claim you as mine, my friend, my lover, my life.