What the...
by Rin
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It was a dark and dreary night...okay, that's lame...LOL. Here's my answer to your challenge...
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Buffy couldn't believe it. Here she was...walking the streets of Sunnydale, her coat barely keeping her warm, the last inhabitants of the small California town fleeing the scene. This really wasn't their town anymore. The First Evil really had taken over...and there was apparently nothing she could do to stop it...though she tried.
Buffy tried hard. Harder than she ever had before...but apparently, her active duties and need to beat the only enemy she'd never touch, had gotten her thrown out of her own house. It hurt...more than she wanted to admit. She was tired, cold, alone...and worst of all...no Willow.
She would give it all up in a heartbeat, all b/c Willow was there. But now? Willow had even told her to stop. Willow had even joined the ranks kicking her out. Her Willow...
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"Everybody shut up!!" Willow was beyond pissed. She didn't mean for that to happen. She just wanted Buffy to understand that what she was doing was practically suicide. After coming this far, Willow wasn't ready to give up Buffy that easily. Not on some suicide mission...and they all knew that's what it was.
Everybody was trying to put in their opinions at once but Willow's anger and outburst won them over. They were all silent for the red witch...the one they knew held all the power.
"Will, I think you need to calm down...it's not that bigga deal." Xander could still feel the pain from his eye, twitching, burning...
"Not that bigga deal? Xander, we just threw Buffy out! Of her own house!" Willow didn't have time for this. She had to find Buffy, and bring her back.
"Yeah. That's what she needs right now." Kennedy piped up. She wanted to be the leader now. True, there was Faith...but she could totally take Faith now that Buffy was outta the picture.
"You wouldn't know the first thing about another person's needs!" Willow didn't mean to say that...or did she? Kennedy was a decent kisser...and probably a decent lover...but Willow didn't wanna find out anymore. She had to find Buffy.
"Hey. I hardly think that's..." Kennedy didn't get to say anything else. Willow grabbed her by the collar, and dragged her to the door, tossing her out on the porch, and shutting the door in her face.
When she turned around, her eyes were coming back to green from their blackened state.
"Will, I think you need to calm down." Xander stood up, trying to touch her arm but it was on fire.
"Shut up. All of you. We just overthrew our leader...and for what? What are we gonna do now? Any ideas? Somebody...anybody else?" The others saw the fire in Willow's eyes, and knew not to say anything. "Good. Now, I'm going to find Buffy, and if..."
"Willow, stop it now!" Xander held her tight. "Leave Buffy be...She's gone. If she stays, she's gonna get us all killed, and you know it."
"You don't know that! I trust Buffy! So...okay...you no longer have an eye. That sorta gives you reason to be anti-Buffy plan right now...but dammit, Xander!! I'm surprised you haven't lost all your body parts by now the way you follow her around like a damned puppy!"
"Hey, now that's not fair."
"You wanna know what's not fair? Kicking the only chance you have of surviving this battle out. You wanna know what's not fair? Faith has to do this by herself now. Spike's on his way back now...probably w/ information that verifies Buffy's right. You wanna talk not fair? Let's talk not fair."
"Willow, I think you're getting outta line."
"You gonna throw me out, too?"
"Like you just did to Kennedy?" Xander could see the junior slayer trying to find a way back in the house but every time she came close, a force would throw her back. Willow really didn't want the girl in here right now.
"Xander, are you honestly saying that you'd turn your back...betray everything you've known for the last 7 years? If that's true, then tell me now..."
"Will, you don't understand...there's innocent girls here to protect..."
"And you just threw out their best chance of survival." There were no arguments around the room. Just guilty faces...Dawn was the worst.
"Were you not here for the everybody sucks but me speech, Will? Did you not hear the same things we did? Or were you too busy staring at Buffy's chest to notice? Huh?" Xander was pulling out the big guns. Willow's attraction and obvious love for Buffy had never been discussed, never mentioned...to anybody...until now. "Don't think we don't know. It's obvious to everybody...Hell, Dawn was the one that..."
"Don't you dare bring me into this, Xander." Dawn got up, and stood by Willow. "She's right. Buffy's our best chance at survival...look at what we've done...look at what I've done...I'm supposed to be her sister. What kinda sister does that make me?"
"You're okay, Dawnie...don't worry. I'll get Buffy back."
"What if we don't want Buffy back?" Xander was fed up...and it was all b/c of his eye. True, he had followed Buffy around like a puppy...but he wasn't nearly as bad as Willow.
"We...um...I do have to say that now that everything is calm...Buffy may have a point." Giles coughed up. He had been true to his slayer...until now. His guilt was already eating him whole. "We'll wait for Spike, see what..."
"No, no waiting for Spike! I'm going now! I'm going to find Buffy now! I suggest nobody try to stop me." Willow looked out the window, seeing that Kennedy was still struggling to get back inside. Everybody's eyes followed hers, and all decided that it'd be best to stay still.
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"We're through..." Willow was pissed. She walked past Kennedy, not even giving her a second glance. The junior just followed her.
"No, we're not. You can't say we're through. I've..."
"Really not caring right now." Willow was mad that she let Kennedy get to her earlier. Had it not been for her girlfriend, the redhead would never had said anything...would have stayed w/ Buffy. It was the influence of those evil lips...the ones that brought her back to life...
"Well, you should care!"
"Really don't. You should go back to the others. I'm sure you can convince them to throw somebody else out." Willow was bitter...sure. Buffy was her only objective right now, though. "Go home, Kennedy. I won't say it again."
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"Kinda reminds me of Angel's old apartment...I deserve to be haunted..." Buffy wanted sleep...not that she could...but that's what she wanted.
"Hmm...that's what I like to hear..." The First Evil appeared in front of Buffy, in the guise of Glory. The only other enemy that ever beat her repeatedly.
"Go away..." Buffy laid down in the bed. She really wasn't in the mood to be taunted.
"Well, I'm thinking no on that one, Slayer." Glory hissed the last word, coming to stand beside Buffy.
"Why do you always show up at the most inopportune times? Can't you see I'm sulking?"
"Oh, poor Buffy...been kicked out of her house by all her friends...stabbed in the back...only not literally, though that's something I wouldn't mind seeing... Face it, sister. They think you're evil..."
"That's not why they..."
"Isn't it, though?? I mean, come on...one look at the boy wonder, and everybody's reminded of your failure. I love it." Glory came to lay down beside Buffy, bringing them face to face on the bed. "What'sa matter, Buffy? Miss you witch?"
"Go away."
"What? I don't even get your witty comebacks? Go Away? That's it? Really?" Glory shook her head. "That witch of yours...she really did a number on me...that's not something you forget."
"Yeah...well..."
"Oh come on, Buffy. At least give me a mean look. This is sad." Glory First could tell this was going nowhere fast. "Okay...so...your little witch turned her back on you. Just watch those fingers. They're magick...oh...wait...I guess you're used to watching them, though...aren't you?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Ah...now you're coming around..." Glory rubs her hands together. The First loved this part. "While you lay here, feeling sorry for yourself, your little witch is out there...all alone...trying to find you...nobody there to back her up. I guess they threw her out, too... They don't like people w/ power...and they know you two are the only ones w/ the real power to take me down. Maybe they all want to die, after all..."
"That's not true."
"Which part, honey? I'm just getting started." The First stood up again; it could sense Willow was coming in the house. She'd found Buffy quicker than she thought. "Hmm...maybe I should gut her first. That way, I'd be sure to keep you out of the way."
"Why are you still here?"
"Oh, Buffy. We're just talking."
"Which is all you do..."
"There...now you're coming back around. I knew you were in there somewhere."
"Get on w/ it..."
"Well, if you insist." The First blocked Willow from Buffy's view but made sure that both of them could hear her. "You're so in love w/ that witch that you can't even think straight. Oh, I punned! Might as well get on w/ it. Fuck her now...b/c pretty soon, it'll be considered fucking the dead. Now, do-gooder Buffy wouldn't want that, would she? Surely not..."
"Buffy?" Willow came into Buffy's view, just as the First dissipated.
"I'm not in the mood, Willow." Truth was...Buffy's heart had already started to beat faster, just at the images of naked Willow...and then, she got angry at the thought of fucking a dead Willow. The First was right...the end was nie...but Willow was here, and she'd heard everything...
"Buffy, why would the First take Glory's form? I mean...did Glory even have...um...sex?" Willow was right. Glory was the least likely candidate to be talking about fucking Willow. Unless...unless Glory wanted to fuck Willow, too! Buffy growled at that thought. "Buffy, listen...I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking...and I just...I'm sorry."
"It's okay, Will." Buffy sat up on the bed, scooting over so Willow could lay down beside her. Now that Willow was here...she felt better somehow. "You guys were probably right. I've...I've not been thinking. It's been all about..."
"It doesn't matter. I was wrong. I shouldn't have done that to you." Willow failed to mention that the others had. She was apologizing solely for herself. "Forgive me?"
"You know I do..." Buffy wrapped Willow's arms around her, and stayed in the witche's embrace. "It's been a while since we've done this...just you and me..."
"Yeah...had to have been pre-Tara..." Willow didn't know where to begin. She chose to walk out on everybody...but they'd actually kicked Buffy out. "I...well...I left."
"Huh?"
"After you were gone, it was a big battle about who was right, and Xander and I got into this big argument. I left. If they rejected you, then they rejected me."
"The First is right, then."
"What the First says usually is true...it just twists it into its disgusting games. Feeds off of your..."
"I know, Will. No need to remind."
"Buf...about what it said earlier...um...you really wouldn't...um...do that to my body if I were dead, right? I mean...I know you've dated dead guys before but they were kinda more along the lines of undead...and..."
"Willow..." Buffy sat up a little, and stared face to face at her redhead. They were a hairsbreadth apart...lips almost touching, breathing labored at the fast movement and sudden closeness... "I...Will...no...I wouldn't."
"Oh...good...cause...um...eww...w/ the being dead and all...I didn't think you would...but I mean..."
"No, I get it. The First was talking about...us...in a more than friendly way...and twisted it, like you said..."
"So...so you would...I mean...you would if I wasn't dead?" Willow couldn't believe she'd just asked that... After what...7 years of trying to ask that...why now? Oh, right...impending doom...only this time...for real impending doom...
"In a heartbeat." Buffy laid her hand over Willow's heart. "That one will do..."
"Oh...wow..." Willow was starry eyed...her head was spinning, and Buffy being this close wasn't helping matters. "Um...me, too. I mean...since you were honest w/ me. I would, too...do you...um...if you weren't dead."
"That's good to know." Buffy leaned forward a little, slowly...just to make sure what she was about to do was okay...Willow opened her mouth just a tad, and took a deep breath...not believing what was really about to happen.
Their lips connected.
Buffy felt softness...softness she'd studied, stared at, dreamed about for years...but refused to acknowledge. She wanted Willow...always had to some degree... The reason she stayed quiet was b/c she really did care enough to keep Willow away from her intimate relationship wise. She didn't have a good track record, and Buffy knew she'd die if she ever hurt Willow...in any way...
Willow felt tenderness...needy tenderness. That's what Buffy needed right now. She didn't need sex...she didn't need heavy makeout sessions...Buffy needed tenderness, and Willow could tell. She wrapped her left hand in Buffy's hair, pulling her mouth closer, tighter against hers...making the kiss more needy...letting Buffy know that yes, this was more than okay... The quietness was filled w/ the clicking of their lips together...the slight sucking that came from heavy kisses.
"Oh, god..." Buffy could feel herself returning. It was like kissing Willow was a power source...like a battery recharger. It was more...so much more than she'd ever imagined... It was almost like she was floating...oh, wait...she was.
Willow hadn't realized she'd even made them float. The only times she really did that w/o thinking was when she was in pure bliss. Wow...one kiss from Buffy is pure bliss...
One kiss...turned into several...the whole night long...nothing but kisses...quiet, calm, heavy kisses...holding onto one another. Keeping each other together.
The First just smiled that wicked smile...in Buffy's form. Yep, everything was going according to the wicked evil plan. It wouldn't be long now...
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Buffy defeated Caleb. Had split him in two when she found the Scythe in the rock...and the First came out clapping...in Caleb's form.
"You're not him." Buffy held the Scythe...could feel the power pulling through her.
"No. I reckon not. You killed him right and proper. Good show, by the way...you just opened up a can of worms. Now that his evil is gone...I'll be needing me another right arm. Truth is...I like to have two. Since you have nobody..."
"I have Willow." Buffy's conviction was strong. She'd left Willow sleeping in the bed. All they had done was kiss all night...but it was more than enough power to get her going. More than enough to have her confront the obstacle at the vineyard. More than enough to kill Caleb.
"Yes, I suppose you're right. Think she'll be left?" Caleb First made his arms disappear, and held his empty right nub limb up to Buffy. "Yes, I think you're a perfect fit. How was the witch last night? I would've taken her for a screamer...guess you just couldn't...get her going..."
"Nothing happened." Buffy wanted it...but she didn't need it. Gods, how Buffy wanted it last night.
"Well, I suppose not. Otherwise, you'd be arguing your socks off at me. Trying to tell me how you're good now." Caleb First got in Buffy's face. "You can't honestly tell me that tasting that witch wasn't sweet. That it wasn't everything you'd hoped it would be and more."
"Get outta my face." Buffy tried to move past it but she stopped. She wasn't sure why...but something the First said had been true. Willow did taste sweet. A plan started to form in Buffy's mind...something that would be more than dangerous...but if she could convince Willow...then they might just beat the First after all.
Only problem?
Evil Buffy and Evil Willow.
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"Hey...you left..." Willow turned over, and saw Buffy's wicked smirk. Then, she noticed the Scythe. "Buffy, you did it. I knew you would! I knew you were right!"
"So, Willow..." Buffy tossed the Scythe into the wall behind her, lodging it into the wood.
"Yeah?" Willow had only woken moments before...Buffy took off early...there was a note, so Willow went to pee before coming back to bed, knowing that Buffy would be back, too.
"I was thinking about last night..." Buffy tossed her sneakers across the room, then her jacket, then her socks...before she hovered over Willow, straddling her, and molding their bodies together. Willow's breath hitched at the sexiness...
"Yeah?" The redhead could tell something was brewing in Buffy's mind...could read the plan Buffy had formed while she was away...her plan to join forces w/ the First.
The thought that formed was...'what the hell'...but then Willow understood. Evil Buffy and Willow would reign... They would take out the First from the inside, and if they played their parts right...
"I wanted to pick up where we left off..." Buffy bent down, and started kissing Willow's shoulder. Now was a good a time as any to start to become evil... Time to put on a show...b/c they both knew the First was watching.
"Yeah?" Willow's eyes went black, and she tossed Buffy across the room. "Sounds like a good idea."
"Mmm...I love it when you play dirty..." Buffy was really turned on right now. She hadn't expected this...but damn...Willow was hott when she was all dominant.
"I'll show you dirty, Slayer..." Willow held Buffy to the wall, and tore her shirt in half, ripping the inseam of her pants, and opening her up completely... This wasn't exactly how either had expected their first time to be ...but it worked just fine.
"Fuck me."
"My pleasure." Buffy tossed Willow back, and soon they were in a brawl, ducking and punching until their clothes were completely torn from their bodies. "Get over here now!"
"Yes, ma'am." Buffy slapped Willow's ass...hard...and it didn't take long before Willow attacked the blonde, sucking, nipping, pinching, and biting her nipples into blood and bruises. "Fuck me, Willow!!!"
"I have no problem w/ that." Willow immediately attacked Buffy's clit, rubbing it as hard as she could...before sticking three fingers in immediately. Evil Willow would've been rough like this...
"Fuck me, Willow. Harder!!" Buffy held tight to Willow's body, digging her heels into the redhead's back w/ enough force to cause bruises. "Harder, Will! Fuck me!"
"Such a dirty mouth. I love it." Willow attached their mouth together, kissing Buffy w/ utter abandon. In their minds, this was sweet, passionate love. In reality, it was hard and lustful sex. Just the type of thing the First loved.
"Fuck me harder! Dammit, Willow!! HARDER!!! WILLLOWWW!! HARDER!!!" Buffy screamed at the top of her lungs. She never knew that sex could feel this good...The only conclusion she could come up w/ was that it was Willow. Willow was the reason. Even Evil Willow knew how to give a good time...one that'd make you come (pun intended) back for more. "WILLOW FUCK ME HARDER!!!"
Willow used her magicks to send their screams and cries of lust all the way back to the Summers house, making all the guilt ridden people have to hear them in the throes of passion.
"You know I'm the best fuck you've ever had." Willow kept the line to the Summers house loud, so that people even holding their ears would have to hear them.
Buffy and Willow kept coming and coming for hours and hours. It was beyond amazing. Who knew evil would feel and taste this good?
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"HARDER, WILLOW!! FUCK ME HARDER!!!" It was obvious that voice was Buffy...but where was it coming from?
Kennedy had been waiting for Willow to return w/ Buffy all night and morning...but nothing. Did they somehow manage to sneak past her into the house? No...the voices of the two having wild sex was loud throughout the house...no matter where they went.
Kennedy was beyond pissed. Willow was hers. Buffy wasn't allowed to touch what was hers. So...the junior slayer did exactly what Willow's intentions were...follow the sounds to the house, and catch them in action.
It was time to make a blood pact w/ the First. Show it that Buffy and Willow were serious...
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"The girl is on her way. I must say...you two are quite spitfires..." The First had come in the form of Tara...just to check Willow's loyalty. Yet, Willow only fucked Buffy harder, smacked her ass harder, rammed her fingers into her harder. It was pure bliss for the First. The two that could actually foil its plans had joined forces w/ it...the ultimate plan.
"Shut up! We're busy!" Buffy just kept riding Willow's fingers. She really didn't care, as long as Willow was touching her. Orgasm after orgasm had racked through their bodies... They almost wished that Kennedy wouldn't find them, so they could keep going...
Kennedy walked in the house, and saw Buffy riding Willow...and all she saw was red. That was the last thing she saw...b/c Willow was in no mood to be interrupted, not while Buffy was riding her like this...so Willow flung Kennedy against the wall, and let the Bringers have her. Another dead potential for the First's collection...and the perfect choice to prove their loyalty.
There would be time for guilt later. Right now, they were busy...