Obsession
by Bwriter
part four
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Willow came awake with a start. Snapping her eyes open, she stared around the large basement, trying to remember what had happened.
When she went to move her arm, she realised it was chained to the wall.
Panicking her eyes searched the room and she spotted a battered and broken Spike and then Dru before her gaze landed on Angel, in the same position she was.
"What happened?" Her voice was husky and she had to clear her throat a few times.
"Buffy happened." He was kicking himself inside. He should have felt family close by, but he had ignored those feelings for so long, they were a little rusty.
"Quite right Childe."
Buffy sauntered into the room, looking at her two captives.
"So glad you came to visit."
"Not like we had much choice in the matter." Willow hated being chained up and began tugging on her restraints.
"Its no good girl. Those chains are reinforced, plus I had Wes put a spell on them to make them unbreakable just in case I misjudged you."
Willow stopped her efforts to free herself after trying the chains and finding that they wouldn't budge.
"Why have you brought us here?" Angel ground out to his Sire, venom in his tone.
Buffy smiled, a happy smile which surprised him, not to mention Willow, who couldn't believe the difference it made to the beautiful demon before her. That thought disturbed Willow.
"I met an old gypsy witch doctor a few months back. He gave me something valuable."
Angel's gaze shot to his Sire's, fear in his eyes.
"Your scared. Good," Buffy took a seat on the leather chair not far from Willow.
"By the end of this day, I will have Angelus by my side, where he belongs."
Willow gasped and her eyes locked with Angel's frightened ones.
Angel knew she wasn't lying.
/thank god! Not that I don't like you soul-boy, but well I don't/
"What makes you think that Angelus would want to be back with you? He hated you more than I do. The only reason he stayed was because you were a good fuck."
/LIAR/
Buffy moved so fast, Angel had no time to brace himself. The punch landed, breaking a rip or two.
"Liar." her tone conveyed that she believed that, but inside she was wary.
Angel laughed in her face.
"Please! He despised you, it was a running joke with all of us. I mean come on!.. Even when we were human, the only reason I was around you, was because it was expected of me."
Buffy turned away from him, not wanting him to see the hurt in her eyes. Willow saw though, and for more than a second, she hated Angel for putting it there.
That thought made her eyes widen in shock.
She did not just sympathise with a demon.
Buffy met Willow's eyes, hardening her own gaze before swinging back around to face Angel.
"Well, I can ask him himself when I free him from his cage."
Buffy left the room and returned a few moments later, Wes with her.
Walking over to the Slayer, she threw her a smirk before punching her, hard, and knocking her out again.
Buffy checked that Willow was out cold before releasing her from her chains.
"Wes, I'll put her up in my room, the chains there should hold her. You get started on him."
Wes nodded his head and began pouring the sand needed for the ritual. He ignored Angel's questions regarding what was going to happen to Willow.
Buffy lay the Slayer down on her own bed and quickly fastened the chains she had installed just after they had relocated to Sunnydale. She hadn't used them yet, and was strangely glad that she was using them for the first time on the Slayer.
As she looked at the girl laying on her bed, Buffy was overcome by strange emotions. She didn't like what she was feeling.
Shrugging and stripping herself she headed into her bathroom to shower off the nights grime.
Her thought drifted to the girl in her bed, and she felt her body become aroused. Pinching her nipples, she moaned and leaned against the shower wall, loving the contrast between the heat of the shower and the coolness of the wall.
Images of the redhead flashed in front of her eyes and she moved her hand down to her core, playing with her clit before thrusting two fingers in harshly, letting a growl loose at the sensations.
She came, growling her release and letting the sensations roll through her.
Stepping out of the shower, she dried herself before walking naked into her room.
Willow averted her eyes. She had just woken up and heard the shower running. She had freaked out when she found herself chained to the bed, but she had managed to calm herself down.
Seeing Buffy walk naked into her room, put nasty thoughts into the Slayer's head, and she averted her eyes.
Buffy noticed and smirked.
"See something you like?"
Willow mustered all her strength to gave Buffy a dirty look.
Buffy smirked again and moved over to the bed. Willow panicked and tried scooting away from the approaching Vampire.
Buffy leaned over Willow, testing her chains, while at the same time pushing her breasts in the Slayer's face.
Willow couldn't help the moan that passed her lips.
Buffy pulled back and stared at the Slayer before climbing over her and settling on the other side.
Pulling back the black silk sheets, Buffy slipped between them and sighed at the feeling of peace that washed through her.
Angel was in the basement, slowly becoming Angelus again, and she had a hot Slayer in her bed.
Rolling over to face the girl, she noticed that she was looking anywhere but at her.
"What?"
Willow's eyes roamed the room, her gaze never settling on Buffy.
"What are you going to do to me?"
Buffy didn't know. She had gone into this wanting to drain the girl dry, but now, she was undecided.
"Not sure yet. Go to sleep."
Willow didn't want to sleep, but she had gotten next to no sleep the night before and her body was craving it.
Buffy closed her eyes and waited until she could hear the even breathing indicating that the Slayer was asleep.
She had to wait a while, but her patience paid off.
Opening her eyes, she studied the face of the Slayer. She was relaxed in sleep, the burden of being the saviour of the people stripped away.
Not knowing why, but wanting to be closer to the girl, Buffy moved over and wrapped an arm and a leg over the sleeping Slayer.
Sighing, she closed her eyes, smiling when she felt the Slayer lean into her as much as she could with the chains restricting her.
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Angel screamed in pain. Whatever Wes was doing, he could feel it working. And it hurt like hell.
He felt like he was being stabbed by thousands of knives, thought there was not one mark on his body.
Wes never lost his concentration, knowing if he messed this up, Buffy would punish him more than she had Spike and Dru.
As Angel screamed again, Wes spoke his final words.
Angel screamed a final time, before he felt himself being ripped from his body.
The Vampire crumpled to the floor, out cold.
Wes released a breath he didn't need and stood up. He had been kneeling for over nine hours, talking continually, and he was hungry.
He made his way to his Sire's room and knocked on the door.
Buffy awoke when she heard the knock, her eyes snapping open.
Looking at the girl still in her arms, she frowned before getting out of bed and putting on her robe.
"Enter."
Wes entered, keeping his eyes lowered as a sign of respect.
"It is done Sire. When he wakes, he should be Angelus once again."
Buffy wanted to jump up and down with glee, but held herself in check.
"Thank you Wes."
Wes nodded once and left.
Buffy turned back to see that Willow had woken, silent tears running down her face.
"Why so sad?"
Willow turned her head away.
"My friend is dead. You killed him. Again."
Buffy smiled and sat up on the bed, reaching out to run her hand down the Slayer's cheek, wiping away her tears.
"I set him free, it was the gypsy's that killed him."
Willow jerked her face out of Buffy's grip, making the Vampire growl out her displeasure.
"Don't touch me."
Buffy smirked and grabbed Willow's chin, forcing her to look at her.
"You didn't mind last night."
For one second, Willow feared that Buffy had done something to her when she fell asleep.
"Oh don't worry, I didn't rape you."
Willow let out a relieved breath.
"What do you mean then?"
Buffy leaned in like she was going to kiss Willow, before whispering beside her ear, "you clung to me all night."
Willow paused for a long minute.
"You figured out what to do with me yet?"
"Well, first, I was going to kill you, but I think that I want to play for a while first."
A shiver raced up Willow's back at those words as Buffy moved closer to her.
Buffy yanked on the buttons of Willow's shirt, ripping it clean off her body.
Even through the bra, Buffy could tell that the Slayer's nipples were hard.
"Seems you like me more than you let on."
Willow shook her head no and tried to back away. Buffy just followed her, moulding her robe covered body against Willow's partially clothed one.
Leaning in, she brushed her lips lightly against the Slayer's, waiting to see how she would react.
For a minute, Willow let the kiss happen, but when she felt Buffy's tongue stoking along her lower lip, she jerked back.
"Don't touch me."
Buffy smiled and crushed their lips together again, thrusting her tongue into the Slayer's mouth, loving the heat she found there.
Letting her face shift quickly to its demonic form, Buffy nicked the Slayer's tongue with her fangs, before putting on her human mask, and sucked the blood away, purring at the taste.
It was different from every other Slayer she had tasted.
Buffy was assaulted by a host of emotions. It was death, life, passion, lust, and hidden in the back of her mind, afraid to even voice the word, love.
Breaking away, she licked her lips and hopped out of bed, ready to go and welcome her Childe back.
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Angelus came awake with a snarl, tugging at his restraints.
"SIRE!"
Buffy burst thought the doors a second later.
"Angelus?"
His cold gaze settled on her, before it softened into the look he reserved just for her.
"Sire. What he said, he was lying." He needed her to believe him. There was only one being on earth Angelus cared about, and that was his Sire.
Buffy smiled and unlocked his chains, smiling when he picked her up and spun her around.
"God, its good to be free. I need a fresh kill, something violent to wash away all the crap he's been making me eat."
Buffy smiled but shook her head no. There was something she wanted more than to see him hunt again.
Tilting his head to the side, Buffy let her face shift, licking her fangs as she stared at the pale flesh before her.
Angelus got what she wanted and smiled, tilting his head even more for her.
Buffy sank her fangs in, purring at the taste of his blood after so long.
Grabbing his neck, she moved his mouth to her own neck and pressed it there.
As she felt his fangs enter her, she exploded in orgasm, growling it into his neck before pulling back and licking her mark closed.
Angelus gave her the same treatment, also coming down from the high he got off tasting his Sire's blood.
"Lets go reunite you with your family." Licking at the blood on his lips, Buffy led Angelus up and into the main room, where everyone was waiting. Minions and Childer alike.
The minions fell to their knees while the Childer all patted him on the back and welcomed him home.
After they had all gotten reacquainted, Angelus turned to Buffy.
"Is the Slayer still alive?"
Buffy nodded her head yes.
"Why?"
Angelus shrugged, but a dark look entered his eyes.
"She made me feel human, gave me friendship. That's not something I can just forgive."
Buffy smiled at him but dashed his hopes of killing the Slayer soon.
"I want to play for a while. There is something about this one."
Angelus cocked an eyebrow at her, wanting more than that.
Buffy sighed, she seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Ironic considering she didn't need to breath.
"I don't know what it is, but I'm drawn to her, not just because she is the Slayer, but there's something in the girl that I like. That I want." She lowered her voice, so that with even their enhanced hearing, none of the others could hear.
Angelus' brow drew together, letting her know he was thinking.
"You want to fuck her, or turn her?"
Buffy hadn't considered that.
"Maybe, but not yet. I want to sample the goods, see if she's worth it." No Slayer had ever been turned before. Buffy wasn't even sure it was possible.
Angelus nodded his head.
"Can we please go eat now?"
Buffy laughed, glad to have him back. Together Buffy, Angelus, Wes, Gunn and Penn all left to hunt.
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"Hey, Buff, what are we doing with the Slayer?" Gunn had just drained his third victim, but as he spotted another potential, he turned his attention to his Sire.
Buffy let the boy whose neck she had just broken fall to the ground and licked her lips. He had been a drug user, she hated them. The drugs made the blood taste funny, so instead of eating him, she killed him.
"Not sure Gunn, any suggestions?"
"Well, I did have one. I was talking to Willy, the guy who runs the bar down on main? Well, according to him, this Slayer is the best. I say we let her go, get a good hunt for a change. A good challenge."
Buffy stopped walking. That thought did hold some appeal.
"Angelus, how good is she?"
Angelus momentarily stopped fucking his dinner to turn to his Sire.
"Oh, she's good alright. You would definitely get a good hunt with her, but then, its up to you." he resumed pounding into the sobbing girl, digging his fangs into her neck once more.
Buffy thought about Gunn's suggestion the whole way back to the mansion.