Obsession
by Bwriter
part 14
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Buffy was in a hurry to get back to the Slayer, so she only took a quick shower.
When she walked back into her room, she stopped cold at the sight before her.
Willow was curled up on the floor in a corner the furthest away from her bed.
Suppressing a growl, Buffy walked over and was about to pick up Willow, when she got a punch to the face for her efforts.
She turned cold eyes back to the Slayer.
"Fine, sleep there." Buffy walked back to the bed and stayed there for all of ten minutes, listening to the girl in the corner quietly sob.
For some reason, she wasn't happy hearing it.
Growling, she jumped out of bed and stalked naked over to the huddled girl on the floor.
"Fuck this." Buffy roughly picked her up and carried Willow over to the bed before throwing her on top of it.
"No arguments."
Climbing in behind her, Buffy pulled the resisting girl into her arms and closed her eyes, breathing in the scent of the Slayer.
Neither got much sleep that night.
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"Wonder what she's going to do with the Slayer." Penn was lounging against the wall, watching as Angelus tortured Spike.
Angelus shrugged.
"I mean, usually she just toys with them for a while, either fucks them or drains them. This one, I don't know, there's something different going on with this one."
Setting down the knife he was using to crave Celtic designs into Spike's skin, Angelus turned to face Penn.
"Willow, she's one of a kind, even I recognise that. Buffy wants her fully. I suppose that she will eventually turn her, but until then, the only thing I think Buffy wants from the Slayer, is her."
Penn shared a worried gaze with Angelus.
"And what happens if the Slayer doesn't play ball?"
"Then, our Sire wont be in a good mood for the rest of the foreseeable future."
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Willow opened her eyes to watch Buffy. The Vampire was asleep, wrapped tightly around the Slayer's body.
Her thoughts regarding the demon that held her prisoner were jumbled.
She hated her for what she was doing.
She lusted after her in equal favour.
She hated herself for lusting after Buffy.
The thing that scared her the most, was that the lust would turn into something more.
It went against all laws of reason. A Slayer falling for a Vampire. Yet, that was what was happening, even though said Vampire was vicious, cruel, sadistic and murderous, Willow couldn't help but be attracted to her.
That thought, above all others, scared the hell out of her. She needed to stay sane to get out of the predicament she found herself in. She wasn't sure she would do that, if she was lusting after the person which placed her in that predicament.
"Are you going to stare at me any longer?" Buffy opened one sleepy eye to stare at the Slayer and saw the blush that crept up on her.
Willow ducked her head down and rolled onto her back.
"How come I'm not chained this time?"
Buffy threw a possessive leg over both of Willow's and pulled the Slayer's body tight to her own, knowing Willow would feel how wet Buffy was.
"Do you want to be?" several images of a naked chained Slayer raced through Buffy's mind and she knew that they would defiantly be trying bondage.
Willow shook her head no and tried to wiggle away from Buffy's grasp.
Buffy watched the Slayer, a hunter watching its prey. And that was exactly what they were to each other. The hunter and the prey. The only problem was, neither was sure which was which.
Buffy wanted to change that.
Rolling on top of the Slayer, Buffy pinned her down. Something that was made easier by the fact the Slayer was weak due to the injection she had been given.
"Going somewhere?"
Willow looked up into the eyes of the demon above her and tried not to notice that said demon was currently naked and squirming on top of her own naked body.
"Bathroom," came the squeaked reply.
Buffy's face was emotionless as she leaned down and pressed their lips together before jumping off the bed and heading into the bathroom herself to run a bath.
Willow followed, and when it was obvious that Buffy wasn't going anywhere, she used the toilet before washing up.
As she went to head back into the bedroom, she was grabbed from behind and turned to face the amused Buffy.
"Stay, I'm running a bath."
Willow was confused by the demon before her. Last night she was mean, today she was being almost nice.
Confusion or not, Willow was under no illusion that she had a choice in taking a bath.
Buffy watched the Slayer's body, loving the small, pert breasts that she saw.
Trailing her gaze down, she couldn't contain a growl at seeing the Slayer's sex exposed.
Willow took a step back, her fear showing. She didn't know that Buffy was growling because she was aroused.
Buffy turned her attention to the bath, making sure the water was warm before holding a hand out to the Slayer.
Something in Buffy's eyes let Willow know that to refuse the hand, would not be in her favour. What Willow didn't know, was that Buffy wasn't in the mood to hurt the Slayer.
Willow took the offered hand and was led down the wide steps into the bath.
She settled on a raised seat, away from the Vampire, but Buffy wasn't happy with that and pulled Willow onto her lap.
Willow gasped at the difference in Buffy's body.
When she had rolled on top or her in the bed, Willow had noticed the coolness, but here in the bath, the Vampire's body was heated by the warm water.
Willow was shocked to discover that she missed the coolness.
"What?"
Willow shook her head.
"Nothing."
Buffy shrugged before moving her hands and palming the Slayer's breasts, loving the hard nipples she found there.
"There's no point trying to fight it. You want me, as much as I want you."
Willow shuddered and couldn't stop herself from arching into Buffy's hands.
"This is wrong."
Buffy moved her mouth so that she could whisper into the Slayer's ear.
"Right or wrong, it is going to happen, and you are going to enjoy it."
Buffy was tired of waiting.
She was a master Vampire. They took what they wanted, yet she had been patient with this girl.
That stopped now.
Lifting the Slayer, she positioned her so that Willow was straddling her, face to face.
As one hand manipulated Willow's nipple, the other made its way down.
Willow jumped when she felt Buffy's fingers touching her were only her own had ever been.
Circling the Slayer's clit, a thought occurred to Buffy.
Using her index finger, she entered Willow's body, growling at the wet heat she found there.
Thrusting into the Slayer's body, Buffy hit something, a barrier.
"You're a virgin." A simple statement. One that had Willow jumping back and splashing into the water.
Buffy growled and pulled her roughly back.
"Stay put."
Buffy took up where she left off, searching out the Slayer's body with her free hand and finding all the places that made her gasp, albeit involuntarily.
"From now on, the only person to ever see you like this, to ever touch you like this, is me. Understand?"
Willow looked into flashing golden eyes and knew that this was going to happen.
"So, your just going to rape me?"
Buffy lowered her mouth until her teeth scraped against Willow's bottom lip.
"Its only rape if you don't want it, and baby, no matter what your mind is telling you, your body wants it."
To prove her point, Buffy thrust in two fingers, not going as far to break through the virginity barrier.
"You wouldn't be as wet as you are if you didn't want it."
Willow lightly rested her hands on Buffy's shoulders as the Vampire played with her.
Buffy pulled the Slayer closer and buried her head in her neck, allowing her fangs to scrap the skin.
She was surprised when she felt a gush of moisture from the Slayer.
Smirking she pulled back, ready to gloat, when she saw the look on the Slayer's face.
Willow had given herself over to the pleasure, not caring where it was coming from.
Her head was thrown back, her eyes tightly closed and her mouth open.
Buffy watched as the Slayer came, a loud groan on her lips.
Standing up, Buffy carefully moved them into the bedroom before throwing the Slayer on the bed and covering her wet body with her own one.
Just as she was about to taste the source of the Slayer's orgasm, a knock came to the door.
Growling, she jumped up and pulled the covers over Willow, hiding her body.
"Come."
Willow tightened the sheets around her as four males entered the room, frowning as they each sent lustful looks towards Buffy, who was still naked.
Reaching over, her hands landed on the discarded silk shirt.
She threw it at Buffy who caught it was a bemused look on her face before shrugging and slipping it on.
Gunn actually pouted at that.
"This had better be good." Her tone let them know that she wasn't happy with the interruption.
Angelus looked from Willow to his Sire, a smirk on his face.
A warning look from Buffy stopped him from saying anything, though he did frown at her before she growled at him.
Stepping back, he raised his hands in surrender and turned to Wes.
"You tell her."
Wes fidgeted before meeting his Sire's eyes.
"The Watchers have been informed."
Buffy cursed and looked at the Slayer.
"Do they know where we are?"
Wes shook his head no.
"Word on the inside says that they aren't concerned."
Willow blanched and pulled the sheet tighter to her.
Buffy frowned, her gaze swinging from Wes to Willow.
"Come again?"
"It seems that they don't like this Slayer, she's too hard to control. They are under the impression that you will kill her, giving them a new one to order around."
Buffy's eyebrows rose and she turned to face the Slayer, seeing the betrayal in her eyes.
This could only work in their favour to turn the Slayer against the council.
"Her friends will be a different matter though."
Buffy nodded her head. She had known this.
"Leave us."
They left, leaving the Vampire and the Slayer alone.
Willow was picking at the sheet wrapped around her, no longer controlled by the lust shooting through her body.
The Watchers knew that she had been taken, and they didn't care? They were happy to leave her in the hands of a notorious killer.
As the first tear fell, Buffy growled.
Only she was allowed to make the Slayer cry.
Discarding the shirt, she climbed onto the bed and took the weeping girl into her arms.
"This is all your fault."
Buffy looked down at the mop of red hair before closing her eyes and listening to the pounding of the Slayer's heart.
"I think you got the better deal. If it hadn't of been me, it would have been someone else."
Willow pulled back so she could see the Vampire's face.
"What's that mean?"
So Buffy told her. She told her about the Cruciamentum, about the trial the Slayer's had to go through in order to survive.
Willow pulled back and began shaking her head.
"-how else do you think I got you here?"
Willow paled as the implications hit her.
"That's right. I used the drug the Watchers have been using for over a thousand years."
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It had been a while since Willow had said anything.
Ever since Buffy had told her about the council, she had been imagining what could have happened.
It never registered in her mind that she was glad they hadn't gotten a chance to drug her themselves.
Buffy sipped on her glass of blood red wine she had Wes bring up, and watched the emotions play on the Slayer's face.
Betrayal was there, as was anger. The most noticeable one however, was determination.
"What are you thinking?"
Willow was so lost in her thoughts, she never hesitated in answering.
"That I want to destroy the council."
Buffy grinned and shifted closer.
"That can be arranged. Just give the word and it will be incinerated by dawn."
The words filtered slowly into Willow's head, but when she finally realised what was being said, her eyes widened and she spun around to face Buffy.
"I don't want them destroyed fully. I'm talking more of a reshuffle. No more testing Slayer's. they need a complete makeover."
Buffy actually pouted at the Slayer before an amused grin tugged at the corners of her mouth.
"What?" Willow didn't know whether or not to be afraid of that grin.
"Just imagining you pulling that face with Traver's."
Willow frowned before realising she was wearing her resolve face.
Buffy stretched out beside her and idly began tracing Willow's collarbone.
Willow squirmed, remembering what they had been doing before the interruption that seemed so long ago.
Just as she was about to jump up from the bed, Buffy straddled her, loosely holding her down but not applying any pressure.
Even with no strength, Willow could have thrown her off if she wanted to.
"I think I was just about to do something before the interruption."
Willow gulped as a wave of heat hit her at the sound of Buffy's husky voice.
Buffy took a deep breath before grinning down at Willow, her eyes flashing golden before settling on hazel.
Leaning down, she intended on kissing the Slayer, only to find herself with a mouthful of red hair when Willow turned her head at the last second.
"Wha-?"
Buffy pulled back, her control straining. She had to remind herself that she wanted the first time to be consensual, or else she was throwing everything out the window and fucking the Slayer hard and fast.
Willow tried to control her own lust, unaware that Buffy was doing the same.
"This is wrong. I'm a Slayer, you're a Vampire. We shouldn't be doing this."
Buffy smirked down at her and thrust their lower bodies together.
Willow's eyes closed and her back arched to match Buffy's thrust.
"Fuck right or wrong."
With that said, Buffy smashed their lips together.
Willow was left panting when Buffy finally released her lips.
When the Slayer felt the Vampire sucking at her pulse point, a part of her stood to attention and demanded that the Vampire be stopped, unfortunately, Willow's body wasn't responding.
When she felt Buffy's teeth nipping her, she was able to mumble out a weak no, surprised when the Vampire pulled back.
Buffy was in game face, she had been since she reached the Slayer's neck.
Her fangs had just grazed the skin when she heard the Slayer's protest.
Buffy wanted to claim the girl as her own, but if the Slayer was to be her Mate, she had to want it. Plus, Buffy wanted the Slayer to claim her as well, so it had to be mutual.
It just hit Buffy.
She wanted the girl as her Mate.
Forcing her human face to appear, Buffy leaned down and gently kissed Willow before once again moving down her body, bypassing the Slayer's neck altogether.
Willow's hands held Buffy's head in place as the Vampire nipped and sucked at her breasts, moaning low in her throat as the vibrations from Buffy's low growling rocked through her body.
'I'm going straight to hell' was the thought running through Willow's head as Buffy moved downwards.
All thought cut off abruptly when she felt the first stroke of the Vampire's tongue on her clit.
"Fuck!"
Buffy's head rose and she smirked at the Slayer.
"Such language."
Willow scowled at her but it was ruined when she let out another yelp when Buffy took up her former position between her legs.
At the first taste of her, Buffy knew she was hooked. The Slayer was spicy, earthy and all hers.
Dipping her tongue, Buffy entered her lovers body, groaning at the tightness she found there.
Willow's body clenched at the invasion and a growl escaped Buffy, causing her to relax her muscles and let the Vampire do as she pleased, as long as she never stopped what she was doing.
The possessive feelings that shot through Buffy didn't surprise her.
Raising her head, the Vampire used her tongue to manipulate the Slayer's clit and a finger came into play.
Willow arched off the bed, a loud groan escaping her as she did.
Her mind was battling with her body and her heart hadn't made up its mind yet.
Willow went with what her body was telling her to do, hell demanding her to do.
When she felt the Slayer start to come, Buffy replaced her finger with her tongue and drank down everything the Slayer gave her, including her blood.
When Buffy raised her body until they were eye level, she groaned at seeing the Slayer passed out.
"Spoil my fun."
Buffy grumbled but climbed in behind her lover and wrapped an arm and leg over her body, keeping her in place.
Letting the Slayer's even breathing lull her to sleep, Buffy snuggled closer, unaware that her demon face was on display.
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Angelus looked down on his sleeping Sire, then to the sleeping Slayer and shook his head.
He had no idea how this was going to play out, but for Buffy's sake, he hoped it went the way she wanted it to.
Looking back at the Slayer, he saw she was awake and looking at him with fear in her eyes.
He liked that, but she was off limits.
Respecting and actually liking his Sire was such a pain sometimes.
"My my, what have you been up to?"
His mocking voice made Willow flinch, causing Buffy to tighten her grip on the Slayer.
Three things happened in rapid succession.
Angelus sighed and moved closer to the bed.
Willow freaked out and began trying to shuffle out from under Buffy.
Buffy's golden eyes snapped open and she growled warningly at both Willow and Angelus.
Pulling Willow tighter to her body, Buffy made sure the Slayer was covered by the bed covers and then turn her gaze to her childe.
"What is it?"
Angelus backed a few feet from the bed and motioned toward the door.
"We have a visitor."
Buffy merely raised an eyebrow.
"Its Darla."
Buffy growled again, louder than before, before jumping out of bed and throwing on some clothes.
"Where is everyone?"
"Wes and Gunn are right outside, Penn is looking after Darla."
"Gunn!"
Gunn came in, Wes on his heels.
"Gunn, stay here with the Slayer. Anything happens and I'm holding you responsible. Understand?"
Gunn nodded his head, but Buffy wanted more.
"Yes Sire."
Buffy sat on the bed to pull on her boots before meshing her lips to the Slayer, drinking in the girl's gasp and thrusting her tongue into her lover's warm mouth.
Breaking away, she smirked at the glazed expression on Willow's face, and the smell of arousal that came from her boys.
"Be good for Gunn."
As their eyes locked, Buffy hoped that Willow understood that he would be no threat to her, and that he'd protect her from those that were a threat.
When the other three were gone, Gunn looked at the Slayer still in bed and knew that if he caught even a glimpse of flesh, Buffy would castrate him.
Sighing, he pulled up a chair.
"Nice weather we're having huh?"
Willow's look of exasperation told him all he needed to know and he shut up, straining his senses to pick up any movement from outside the room.
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"Why is she here?"
Nobody could mistake the hostile tones of the Master Vampire.
"Seems she heard I'm back. Word must be out already." Angelus would have gloated, if Buffy hadn't been wound up.
Buffy nodded her head, she had expected word to travel fast.
"Who'd she bring with her?"
Angelus looked over to Wes.
"That's just the thing. She didn't bring anyone."
Buffy stopped at this new piece of information.
"She came to our home, knowing how I feel about her, and she didn't bring one vamp or demon with her?"
Both Wes and Angelus nodded their heads.
Buffy's face broke out into a grin, before a full throated laugh followed.
Throwing open the double doors to the main room, Buffy, Angelus and Wes strode in, looking every bit as powerful as they were.