Summer of Love
by Red
CHAPTER 7
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Buffy stood in the corner, eyes closed. Willow had put her there ten minutes ago, giving her strict orders to stay put. Buffy had no idea what her friend had planned, but her body was on fire at the possibilities.
She ran her hands through her long, blonde hair and sighed. What a summer this was turning out to be! And it wasn't even the end of the first week. She smiled, a hand moving to her backside. Willow had actually spanked her. The Slayer.
Buffy's smile grew as she relived the spanking. Willow hadn't hurt her one bit. She had been gentle, tender, loving in her punishment. Loving. Willow. Sighing again, she mentally admitted to herself that she was in love with her best friend.
Her thoughts came to an abrupt halt when she heard the redhead's voice telling her to turn around. Willow stood by the bed, two long scarves in her hand. Buffy's brow shot up as her brain sent her body a herd of visuals.
" On the bed, Slayer, " Willow ordered, looking her in the eye.
It took Buffy exactly half a second to get across the room to her bed. Willow stepped over to her, an evil smile on her face.
Without saying a word, she placed one of the scarves over the Slayer's eyes. Buffy gasped ever so lightly, unable to hide her approval of what her friend was doing. Willow smiled and, once she was sure that the blindfold was secure, said, " Lie back, hands above your head. "
Buffy shivered, as the cool material wrapped around her wrists, the scent of Willow's perfume flooding senses. This was almost too much!
" So, Slayer, " Willow purred, her lips grazing Buffy's ear. The blonde swallowed hard. " You want to be punished, do you? "
" Y-y-yes, " Buffy breathed, her fingers clutching the scarf that bound her.
" Are you sure? " Willow asked, not wanting to go too far.
" Yes, I'm sure. I'm a bad Slayer and I so need to be punished. "
" Then so you shall be. " Willow smiled and carefully traced Buffy's lobe with her tongue, prompting a barely audible moan to fall from the Slayer's lips.
Getting up from the bed, she stepped back and surveyed her prisoner. Wow! Buffy tied to the bed! Wow! Her emerald eyes moved down the Slayer's body, taking in the view. The white tee shirt Buffy had on was now raised above her bellybutton. Mmm, Slayer tummy. Willow glanced further south to the pink boxers and had to take a few deep breaths. Mmm, Slayer yummy!
Buffy felt Willow move from the bed and frowned. A minute later, she heard the door open and close.
" Will? " No answer. " Will, what are you doing? "
She began to panic. Was this a joke? Had she been set up?
Pulling on the scarf, she felt her heart fall. Willow loving her for more than just a friend? Was she insane? What had she been thinking? What had possessed her? What was up with this scarf? She was the Slayer, hello! Why couldn't she break out of her restraints?
" Ok, not funny anymore! " she cried. " Willow! Willow, I mean it! Get me out of here! Willow? " After a little more kicking and screaming, she gave up. " Magic! That little witch! She is so going to pay for this! How could she do this? Doesn't she know that I love her?! "
In the doorway, stood the smiling redhead, a jar of chocolate sauce in her hand. Buffy loved her. Her heart tried to remove itself from her body, it was so happy. Buffy, her Buffy, loved her. Willow headed for the bed. It was time to show the Slayer that she too, was loved.