Obsession
by Bwriter
part ten
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Buffy, Angelus and Penn were in the Bronze on the off chance that the Slayer would be there.
After being in the building for five minutes, the music pounding into her, the smell of young blood and sex and Buffy was already ready to fuck either one of her Childer up against the closest hard surface.
Penn had already left to do just that to some unsuspecting girl.
She leaned back in her seat and let her eyes run over the dance floor. She knew the Slayer wasn't in the building because she hadn't felt that little tingle of warning on the back of her neck.
Angelus looked over and saw that his Sire was moving around on her chair, he could relate.
Even with a soul, being in this club never failed to arouse the hell out of him.
Sliding over, he ran his hand down her face, smiling when she leaned into the touch purring her approval.
Buffy turned to look at him, and recognise the lust in his eyes.
Smiling she pulled him closer, glad the corner they were in was dark.
Not that she minded people seeing what they were about to do, but she didn't want the Slayer seeing if she came in.
Angelus ran his hand from Buffy's neck down her side, briefly massaging her breasts, before moving on down and cupping her leather covered mound in his hand.
"Fuck..." Buffy leaned back and pushed her hips up, gaining the pressure where she needed it most.
Angelus lifted her, unzipped his pants, freed his cock, opened her pants and had his cock in her cool body before she could have blinked.
Buffy set a hard pace, bouncing on his lap and growling her pleasure.
Angelus moved his mouth to her neck and buried his face there, letting his fangs come out to play.
Buffy pushed her neck firmly onto his teeth, growling as they cut at her skin each time she thrust herself onto him.
The hard fast pace had them both coming soon, each sinking their fangs into the others neck, growling out their release in the loud, dark and human filled club.
Buffy pulled back, still in vamp face and licked her lips before leaning in and licking her mark on him closed.
"Mine."
Angelus closed the mark on Buffy's neck, knowing it wouldn't scar. He would always have the mark on his neck that professed him to be hers, he didn't mind that one bit.
"Yours Sire."
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Willow walked behind the others as they entered the Bronze. She hadn't wanted to come tonight, but the new Slayer had cajoled the gang into taking the night off, promising that she and Willow would do a combined sweep later.
As soon as she entered the club, she felt as if she was being watched.
"Hey guys, find a table, I'm going to the bathroom." Willow got a nod from Xander that he had heard her.
She couldn't help but not like her sister Slayer. She didn't know why, but there was something about her.
Buffy watched the Slayer as she headed towards the girls' toilets and left Angelus to follow her.
Pushing open the door, she saw a few girl's at the mirror, but no Slayer. Coming to the conclusion that Willow was in a stall, Buffy took a seat on the ones they had in there to wait, careful to keep away from the mirrors.
Willow flushed her toilet and opened the door to see Buffy lounging on the seats, looking at the girls at the sink.
Despite herself, the Slayer couldn't help feel a jab of jealously. She also couldn't help remembering the kisses they had shared and god help her, she wanted more.
"Stalking now?" Willow stepped up to wash her hands, knowing that Buffy had heard her.
"Come now Willow, I just needed to pee."
Willow looked in the mirror to where Buffy was. Even though she didn't have a reflection, Willow met her eyes,
"Your dead, or did you forget that?"
The girls that had been reapplying make-up gave them both funny looks and got the hell out of there, leaving the two alone.
"I just popped in to say hello." Buffy sat back and watched the Slayer through hooded eyes. She really wanted to just slam her up against the nearest wall and fuck the brains out of her.
Angelus had taken the edge off her lust earlier, but, as normal now, she felt her body responding to the closeness of the Slayer.
Willow dried her hands and turned her full attention to the Vampire.
"Okay, you've said hello, now could you leave me alone for one night?"
Buffy heard the stress in the Slayer's voice and wondered where it was coming from. She hoped she was causing it.
"No, I like it here."
Willow rolled her eyes and made to leave but Buffy stood up and blocked her way.
Willow fell into a fighting stance, making the Vampire sigh.
"Look, I was just going to ask what was wrong."
Willow's eyes got really big before she relaxed and lowered her hands, one of which held a stake.
"What's wrong is that I'm trapped in the girls' bathroom with a killer who seems to like kissing me, my friends are practically drooling over Faith, and to top it all off, I'm flunking English!"
Buffy moved away from the door and held her arms out.
"You can leave any time you want, or we could kiss, I would prefer the second option there if I'm allowed to choose."
When Willow didn't move, Buffy took a seat, glad when the Slayer sat down as well.
"So there's one problem taken care of, now the other two. Who's Faith?" Buffy tried really hard not to growl the words, wondering just who this new girl was.
Willow smirked and turned to face the Vampire.
"Faith is the second Slayer."
Willow watched as Buffy's eyes narrowed.
Buffy stood up and began to pace. She hadn't known there were two slayers. She had spent the best part of three years searching for the witch doctor to cure Angelus. She had been out of the loop so to speak.
She stopped when it hit her.
Two Slayer's.
That meant...
"You died?" She couldn't stop the growl this time, nor could she stop her face from changing.
Willow looked up and jumped when she saw the golden eyes of the demon looking down at her.
"Only for a minute."
That didn't appease Buffy. Spinning, she kicked out, sending the bin across the bathroom to land in a heap at the other side.
Willow jumped up, not sure why the Vampire was acting like this.
She would have been surprised to know that the Vampire in question hadn't the slightest idea either.
Buffy sat back down and visibly got herself under control, pushing back her demonic features. When the Slayer died, it would be by her hand, no-one else's. The Slayer was hers and hers alone.
"So, you died?"
Willow looked warily at the Vampire beside her.
"Yeah. About a year ago."
Buffy's hands clenched.
"Who, or what?"
"Vampire. It was The Master."
Buffy's head shot up.
"Nest?"
Willow nodded her head. Just after it happened she hadn't dealt with it very well, but now she could talk about it and not freeze up inside.
"But you came back." Buffy stated the obvious, hoping the Slayer would fill in the details.
Willow nodded her head, unsure why she was telling the Vampire this.
"He only bit me enough to draw the strength to free himself, I drowned. Xander and Angel came, to save me. Xander brought me back with CPR. Then I killed the Master."
Buffy still hated the boy, but she had to admit, he did good.
"So, what's the new girl like?"
Willow frowned, not sure what to say.
"She seems okay, there's just something about her that bugs me." she looked up to the Vampire, and seemed to realise who she was talking to.
"Just 'cause there's another Slayer in town, doesn't mean you can go after this one too."
Buffy got a lustful smile on her face and moved closer to the Slayer, invading her personal space and leaning in to lick Willow's lips.
"There is only one Slayer I'm interested in."
Their eyes locked and Willow could feel her body moving forward of its own accord.
Buffy followed her movements with her eyes, watching as Willow's pink tongue came out to wet her lips. She couldn't stop the low growl that escaped her.
Just before their lips met, the door opened and in walked Faith.
Taking in the sight before her, she smirked and turned to Willow, completely ignoring the other girl, not knowing it was a vamp.
"So the redhead is into chicks? Must say, I never saw that one coming."
Willow jumped back and blushed while Buffy suppressed the annoyed growl. She had been so close to tasting those lips again.
"So, who's your girl then?" Faith sauntered over and looked at Buffy, feeling a shot of lust run through her.
Buffy smirked. She knew exactly what kind of reaction Faith was having. She could smell it.
Willow looked from the leering Faith to the smirking Buffy and didn't like the thoughts that ran through her head. Or the feelings those thoughts produced.
"Well, you must be Faith." Buffy made a show of looking over the other Slayer, loving the pissed off vibes she was getting from her Slayer.
Faith gave Buffy what she called her 'fuck me now' leer and walked closer.
Willow jumped up to stand between the two, and it didn't occur to her that as she turned her back on Buffy, she was turning her back on a Vampire that could kill her faster than look at her.
"Faith, this is Buffy. Buffy this is Faith. Buffy is a Vampire, Faith is a Slayer. There now, we're all introduced and now we are leaving." Willow grabbed Faith by the arm and tried to drag her out, but Faith was having none of it.
"Willow! You're dating a vamp! You slut!"
Buffy didn't take kindly to that. Growling, she vamped and snarled at Faith, only to have Willow turn and pin her with a frown.
"What?"
"Why are you all growly? It was me she called a slut, which by the way Faith? Not a good way to earn friends-"
Buffy smirked at Faith, and around fangs, it looked pretty scary.
"-plus, she's not my girlfriend."
The smirk died off Buffy's face, but the growl went up a few notches. Whether she knew it or not, the Slayer belonged to Buffy now.
"That's not what it looked like to me. Is that how you slay, fuck the vamps into submission before you stake them?"
That was it, Willow lost it. One punch and Faith was down, clutching her nose, blood gushing from it.
"You bwoke my nose!" Faith struggled to stand.
Buffy couldn't help it, she burst out laughing.
Willow shot her a dirty look over her shoulder, already worrying about how she was going to explain this to Giles.
"Priceless!" Buffy was still laughing as Faith stood, tilting her head back to stop the flow of blood.
Willow looked at her fellow Slayer, and for the life of her, she couldn't feel guilty about hurting her.
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Angelus watched as his Sire walked over to his table, still giggling like a girl.
"What's so funny?"
Buffy actually had tears in her eyes.
"Willow broke Faith's nose!"
Angelus' confusion was clear.
"Who is Faith?"
Buffy took his drink off him and downed it in one.
"The new Slayer," sobering up she looked at him steadily, "Why didn't you tell me about her death and subsequence revival?"
Angelus rolled his eyes and searched the club for a fresh meal.
"Never thought it mattered."
Buffy grabbed his chin and forced his eyes to hers.
"There are two Slayers. I would say that matters."
He swallowed, hoping that he hadn't pissed her off.
"Angel never met the second Slayer, but we did know of her. It just slipped my mind Sire; I swear that's all it was."
Buffy used the hand that had gripped his chin to gently stoke his face.
"Relax Childe, I know."
He let out the breath he was holding, which was funny considering he didn't need to breathe.
"Come on, let's go find Penn and then go home."
"What about the Slayer?"
"We talked, this plan may go smoother than I anticipated."
Angelus smiled at her and together they left to find Penn.