Obsession
by Bwriter
part 13
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Part two
Buffy looked down at the girl draped across her lap. The Slayer was still out of it and the smile that Buffy couldn't contain made her frown. She was a Vampire, a vicious one at that. She shouldn't be having these feelings for a human let alone the Slayer.
As the limo pulled to a stop in front of their L.A home, Buffy stayed where she was, waiting until Gunn, Wes, Penn and Angelus had gotten out before she did, handing Gunn the Slayer as she did so.
"I need a kill, who's with me?" Buffy was getting twitchy from all the emotions the Slayer had her feeling and needed a violent kill to cleanse herself.
"I wouldn't mind a fresh kill." Gunn stepped up beside Angelus and handed him the Slayer before moving over to Buffy.
Buffy turned to Angelus and told him to keep an eye on their guest before taking Gunn's hand and getting back into the limo, directing the driver to downtown L.A.
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Willow awoke to a strange sensation. She felt like all her limbs were boneless and she was sinking in water.
"Wakey wakey."
Willow opened her eyes to see Buffy standing above her. She frowned, trying to remember what had happened.
One minute she had been walking along with the Giles, then Buffy and been there, then nothing.
"What did you do to me?"
Buffy smirked and sat down on the bed beside the girl. The fresh kills had done her the world of good. She hadn't got all those pesky feelings to go away, but the violence of her hunt had helped establish her evilness to herself once more.
"It's a surprise."
Willow gave her a cold look before something registered with her.
She wasn't chained.
She never even thought, she just reacted and threw herself at Buffy.
A punch that should have sent Buffy to the ground, merely made the demons head swivel.
Buffy turned her head back to the Slayer, a smirk on her face.
Willow was shaking her hand. That punch had hurt her for some reason.
"What's the matter Slayer? Not feeling like yourself?"
Willow tried a kick, but Buffy caught her foot and sent her to the ground. She hadn't even blinked before Buffy was on top of her, straddling her waist.
"Stop trying to fight me." Buffy glared down at the girl below her, inhaling deeply as the Slayer's fear rocketed.
Willow was starting to panic. For some reason her strength wasn't what it should be, and she was positive that Buffy was to blame.
"What did you do?" The sheer panic in her voice pleased the Vampire.
"You don't need to know. Yet."
Willow closed her eyes, but they popped open again as she realised she didn't know if her friends were okay.
"Which one of my friends did you kill already?" she was kicking herself. She had been falling for the Vampire, she knew it, she just didn't want to admit it.
It went against everything she had ever been taught. She knew it was wrong, but it didn't stop the feelings.
Because she hadn't killed Buffy when she had the chance, her friends were probably all dead.
Buffy smiled when she saw the beginnings of tears in the Slayer's eyes. She let her stew for a minute or two before telling her that her friends were alive and well.
"-thought, how long depends on you."
Willow's eyes opened wide and she took a deep breath.
"What do I have to do?"
Buffy had to fight not to laugh with glee. Everything was happening the way she imagined it.
"Simple really. You try to leave, they die. You try to kill me or any of my family, they die. They die in the most excruciating and painful way I can make it, and you will watch as they take their last breath."
Willow's tears fell as she looked into the hazel eyes of the Vampire above her. Buffy leaned down and licked them away, loving the taste of the Slayer's tears.
"Relax baby, no-ones going to hurt you. No-one but me anyway."
Buffy's mouth moved from Willow's cheeks to her mouth, delving deeply and drinking in the girls cries.
"From know on, you belong to me."
Willow mustered her courage and spat in Buffy face. The reaction she got wasn't the one she expected.
Buffy laughed, but it wasn't a happy laugh.
"I don't belong to you. I belong to me." Willow stared up defiantly at the Vampire above her.
Buffy shook her head, wiping away the Slayer's spittle.
"No babe, you belong to me. Never doubt that. Pretty soon, I will have you screaming in pain, even as I make you scream in pleasure."
Buffy mashed their lips together again, thrusting her tongue inside, kissing the Slayer so hard, she knew her lips would be swollen and bruised when she was done.
Pulling back, she stared at the girl below her before standing up and turning to go into the bathroom.
Willow shivered as she was left alone. She wondered what Buffy was going to do to her, although the phrase about screaming in pleasure and pain made it pretty clear. That dark part of Willow reared its ugly head and whispered to her to let the Vampire have its way.
She curled into herself. If she didn't do what this demon wanted, her family was dead. But at the same time, she was the Slayer. She was positive whatever Buffy had done to her would wear off sooner or later, and when it did, Buffy was dead.
Buffy came back into the room and picked the Slayer up without a word before taking her into the bathroom.
Even in this state, Willow couldn't hold back her gasp at the size of the bath. Small swimming pool would fit the description better.
It was sunk into the floor, with five steps leading into it and it looked as if it could hold up to twenty people.
Buffy stood Willow up, wondering why she was being so quiet.
Shrugging, she began to undress the girl before her, only Willow jerked back from her grasp.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Buffy rolled her eyes. She'd had enough. Reaching out, she tore the Slayer's shirt from her body to revel a simple white cotton bra.
"You can't take a bath in your clothes."
Before Willow could react, her pants had been tore from her body and she was left in her underwear.
Buffy had to control herself so she didn't just strip and join the Slayer. Not that she didn't want to, she did. But she wanted the Slayer to want her to.
She didn't know why, but the Vampire wanted their first time to be consensual.
Smiling, she bent to pick up the clothes before telling Willow she would be undisturbed for an hour.
Buffy left the Slayer, not missing the look that crossed her face. Turning, she decided to put her mind at ease.
Willow was powerless, away from home, in a house full of vampires.
She really didn't want to be left alone, even if it meant she had to be around Buffy.
"Relax. Your in safe hands."
Willow couldn't contain her chocked laugh.
"Really? It doesn't feel that way."
Buffy walked until they were nose to nose. Leaning in, she gave the Slayer a gentle kiss on the lips before pulling back.
Willow's eyes were wide. This couldn't be the same person that had attacked her in the bedroom a few minutes ago.
Buffy smiled at her and turned, leaving her to her own thoughts.
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Giles downed another whiskey and poured himself more. He had failed in his duty to protect his Slayer.
Joyce had to be given a sedative to calm her down, Xander was pacing angrily in the corner, Cordy was watching him worriedly, and Tara was sitting, not speaking to anyone.
Willow was gone. They didn't know if she was alive or dead. Or worse.
They had no idea where they had taken her. The mansion down on Crawford street was empty. Wherever they were, they weren't in Sunnydale.
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Buffy growled as her orgasm washed through her. Wes was still pounding into her and she could feel herself rushing towards another one.
Tilting her head, she grabbed his and forced his fangs to her neck.
"Bite!" the command was clear, and he bit in, savouring her taste even as she bit into his neck.
They both came down from their combined highs and looked up to see Angelus fucking Gunn.
Buffy watched as her Childer both reached orgasm, loving the smells that settled in the room.
Looking to the ceiling, she figured an hour was up and redressed to go and greet the Slayer.
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Even without her enhanced sense of smell, Willow could still detect the smell of sex off Buffy.
"Been having fun?" To Willow's horror, even she heard the jealously in her own voice.
Buffy smirked and walked over to the Slayer, who she noticed was wearing one of her silk shirts.
"Mmm, my boys do know how to please."
An awful thought crossed Willow's mind then.
"So that's what your going to do? Give me to them so they can fuck me before they kill me?"
Buffy growled and vamped out before grabbing Willow by the hair and yanking her head up until they were eye level.
"Do you not understand yet? You belong to me! No-one else gets to touch you, no-one else gets to even look at you."
Buffy ripped the shirt from the Slayer's body, exposing her to her lustful gaze.
"You are mine and I will not share you with anyone."
For some odd reason, Willow was reassured by that, but Buffy was still in vamp face, and she was naked.
Buffy's golden eyes locked into Willow's wide green ones and the demon couldn't help herself.
Deliberately not shifting back to her human face, Buffy leaned down and pressed their lips together.
Willow whimpered and tried to pull back. Kissing Buffy when she wasn't all fangy was one thing, but kissing her when said fangs were cutting at her lips were another.
Buffy growled at the taste of the Slayer's blood and thrust her tongue into the warm mouth.
Somewhere during the kiss, Buffy had reverted to human, and Willow was actively kissing her back.
Buffy stood up, taking Willow who had been sitting on the leather couch in the room, with her.
Breaking the kiss, Buffy let her eyes wander the flawless skin before her.
"Mine."
Dipping her head, she caught a nipple between her lips, glad when it hardened.
Willow was kicking herself. She should be trying to get away from this demon, trying to get word to her family that she was alive if not okay, but all she really wanted to do at this moment was let Buffy control her body.
A moan escaped her before she could stop it and Buffy pulled back, a smirk plastered on her face.
Willow's eyes closed in shame and Buffy leaned down, placing lingering kisses on the closed eyelids.
"How was your bath?"
Willow opened her eyes to look at Buffy as if she had two heads.
"Fine." She may not have a choice in leaving, but she sure as hell wasn't going to make things easy for Buffy. She was the Slayer after all.
If Buffy noticed the hostility in the Slayer's tone, she didn't mention it.
"It's nearly dawn. Get into bed while I jump in the shower, unless you want to join me." Buffy had a feeling she knew what the Slayer's response was going to be, no matter her response a few moments ago.
"I'm not joining you and I and not sharing a bed with you."
Buffy rolled her eyes and walked into the bathroom, calling over her shoulder, "fine, sleep on the floor."
Willow turned towards the bed and took a pillow. She walked over to a corner of the room and curled up in a ball, hoping to be asleep before Buffy returned. If not, well, she didn't want to think about that.