I Will Survive
by Red
book2
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I Will Survive
book2
Red
Joss' folk
nc17 B/W/F, An/Dawnie
Summary: Anya and Dawn think they are the only ones to survive the battle with the First. Not true.
Notes: Dawn was 17 at the time of battle and flashbacks are in italics.
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Willow shifted in her chair, prompting Faith to grin.
"So not funny," the witch whined, lip pouted.
"Faith, be good," Buffy warned, taking another bite of her lasagna.
"And if I'm not, do I get spanked?" the raven haired slayer purred, cocking a brow.
"Yes," Willow answered. "By me and my magicks.
This time, it was Buffy's turn to grin. As her love and her friend traded friendly barbs and threats, her soft eyes took in the scene around her. Two months ago, she'd have never thought this is where she would be. As she held her beloved Willow in her arms, broken, bleeding, she wasn't sure she would ever grin again...
{Buffy held Willow close to her as Faith pulled into the parking lot of the small clinic. They had driven nearly half an hour and had just hit the small town of Grayson, the closet one to Sunnydale. The clinic was small, nowhere near the size of a hospital and was most likely closed for the night. But Buffy wanted Willow taken care of and fast. The witch hadn't regained conciousness and the wound on her head was still bleeding, albiet slowly...still, the slayer was not taking any more chances than necessary. She couldn't. Not with Willow. Not with Faith.
Sunnydale was gone, swallowed by the hellmouth and the three of them were all that was left.
"Looks like someone's in there, B...don't know if the place is open, but I see movement."
Buffy opened the door and got out of the car, carefully cradling Willow.
"They'll be open, trust me."
She followed her fellow slayer to the front door, which was locked. Faith hit the intercom and when a man's voice answered back, told him she needed help, her friend was seriously hurt. He recommended the main hospital, which was twenty minutes down the road. Faith didn't even look to Buffy for permission, sending a booted foot through the glass door and reaching in, opening it for her friends.
The doctor came running, pistol in hand, yelling threatss of police and death...then he saw them. One look at the bloody, bruised women and the gun disappreaed into his jacket pocket.
"Follow me," he said, leading them to one of the examination rooms.
After he tended to Willow, who had a severly broken arm, a semi serious concussion and enough bruises to make the poor guy think she was an abused wife, he took care of the slayers. Cleaning their cuts and giving them some leftover sandwhiches from the fridge. Buffy wouldn't eat. She just sat by Willow, stroking her hair, talking to her in a soft, soothing voice.
The doctor asked them what had happened and Faith, between a turkey and swiss and a ham and roast beef, told him. The slayer expected to get 'the look'...the, what have you been smoking, look, and was more than a little surprised when he smiled a little smile and said,
"About damn time someone shut that place down." }
"You are so close to being Faith the bug!"
"Oh Red, you know how your stern voice turns me on."
Willow growled and Buffy jumped out of her thoughts back to the here and now.
"Will, calm, eat...Faith, behave or you sleep on the sofa tonight."
"I was just teasin' her, B."
"I know, but you know how cranky she is after a bad girl spanky...no egging her on. Now eat."
Faith sighed and dug into her salad.
"By the way," Buffy noted. "This is delicious. Nice job, you really are quite the chef."
Willow swallowed and nodded her agreement and Faith smiled.
"Thanks."
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{ Dawn woke up and found herself in warm arms. For a moment, she was sure it was Buffy holding her and that the whole battle had been a bad dream. That she had been screaming in her sleep, bringing the slayer in to comfort her, resulting in them falling asleep together.
But then reality in the form of pain, sunk in and she knew that it wasn't the slayer holding her. Part of her wanted to pretend...keep her eyes closed and pretend that Buffy was alive and they were in her room. ..pretend that Willow would call up any second announcing that breakfast was ready and the sleepy Summer gals needed to get up 'cause room service wasn't on today.
Despite the pain, Dawn had to smile. Willow always made her smile.
Anya felt the shift in her arms and opened her eyes.
"Are you awake?"
Her voice was soft, barely above a whisper and Dawn thought she had never heard such concern coming from the ex demon...unledd Xander was involved.
Xander.
The thought of her big brother brought tears to her eyes and she sniffled. Suddenly, gentle fingers were stroking her hair and Anya's soft voice was telling her everything was going to be alright.}
The ex demon and the former key looked at each other, their eyes locked, neither saying a word. They had just kissed...each other...they had just kissed each other. No matter what anyone said, things had changed...changed and could never be the same again.
Anya finally broke the silence in a way only she could.
"You have very soft lips."
Dawn smiled and giggled.
"You, too."
Anya smiled back.
"I'm not sorry that happened, Dawnie."
"I'm not sorry, either...I wanted it to...I have, for awhile."
"Really? You've wanted to kiss me?" Dawn nodded. "Good, because I've wanted to kiss you, but I was afraid...I didn't want to be some creepy pedophile-esque person, taking advantage of a young girl in the midst of her-"
Dawn cut her off with another kiss, this one more than the previous mere brushing of lips, the younger girl's hands moving over her shoulders, fingers caressing gently. Anya, for her part, was both shocked and happy, her own arms wrapping around Dawn as her mouth opened more to accept the eager tongue demanding attention.
All thoughts of right or wrong faded fast as Anya lost herself in the kiss. This felt good. But more importantly...it felt right.
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Buffy smiled as Willow pouted. She loved all things that were Willow, but the slayer had to admit, Willowy pouts were way high up on the list.
Leaning in, Buffy grazed her lips lightly over her witch's neck, sher heart skipping a beat when she was rewarded with a low moan. One of the things she had learned in the past two months...and she had learned ALOT...was that making love to Willow...in all forms, from kisses to caresses all the way to the actual act...made her as happy as when Willow made love to her. Hearing the soft gasps, moans and whimpers...feeling the beautiful body react to each kiss, each touch...the simple taste of her skin...watching the face of her goddess as she slipped into a world where everything was perfect...nothing made Buffy more happy.
On the other side of the redheaded witch, Faith grinned and leaned in, trailing a line of soft kisses down the other side of Willow's neck. She too, was rewarded with a low moan.
Willow's eyes closed tight, her fingers reaching out and finding slayer on every side. Thet caressed lightly, nails dragging over warm flesh, tugging on cotton tees as her slayers...and they were both hers...forever and always...began the slow torment of making her writhe and whimper.
Buffy's fingers began working on the buttons of her witch's pj top, each uncovered patch of skin getting greeted by soft slayer lips. Faith followed Buffy, repeating the process and once the shirt was completely open, each slayer took a pert little breast into their mouth and sucked gently.
And were rewarded by happy witch sounds.
Willow purred softly, her fingers now twisting in strands of blonde and brunette, her body arching up ever so slightly to the talented mouths loving her, her brain trying to remember how they had gotten to this oh so happy place...
{ "You...you love me? I mean, in the non best friendy way of love? Not that best friendy love is bad...so not, but the more thanbestfriendywayisevenbetter'causeIsoloveyouinthemorethanbesfriendywayand-"
Buffy's lips pressed hard against hers and brought what had the potential to be the Will babble to end all Will babbles, to a screeching halt. Willow kissed back, with everything she had, her tongue fighting the slayer's for dominace. Hey, she had waited seven years for this, she wasn't going to hold back!
Buffy's closed eyes widened as Willow took over. WOW! The old phrase, always the quiet ones, danced through the slayer's head as her arms engulfed her witch. When they finally broke for air, Buffy smiled through the panting.
"Yeah, more than best friendy, Will. I'm in love with you...I have been for so long...I was just too stupid to see it...forgive me?"
Willow smiled a perfect Willow smile.
"I'm in love with you too, Buffy. Forever I have been."
"About damn time." They looked to the doorway, where Faith stood, smirking. "I was tsrating to think you two were the two stupidest people in the whole damn world. The slayer and the brain...can't add two plus two."
"What, so you're saying you knew?" Buffy quipped.
"Hell yeah I knew. Damn, B, I may not be big on the brains, but I do have freakin' eyes." She stepped over to the chair and plopped down. "The whole, don't talk about Willow like that...dead giveaway."
Willow furrowed a brow. "Um, k, I'm missing something, yes?"
"Patrol," Faith answered. "Way back in the day...when I first hit town. I used to talk about you." She grinned at Buffy. "Much to someone's dismay."
"She was my best friend," Buffy protested. "No one wants to hear someone talk about their best friend's ass."
Willow looked to Faith. "You talked about my bum?"
Faith grinned even more...as if that were possible.
"Hell yeah, loved your ass, Red."
"And her legs and her ears and her face and, well, all her Willowy parts," Buffy stated, draping an arm around her witch.
Willow blushed, at both Faith's admiration for her and Buffy's obvious display of MINE.
"Hey, not to worry," Faith clepped, getting up. "I'm outta here...as in, finding my own place and all that. Give you two lovebirds some privacy...you deserve it...big time."
"You're leaving us?" The disappointment was clear in Willow's voice. "You can't leave us...Buffy, you can't let her leave us."
"Faith, you don't have to go...really, we're a family here," Buffy said, meaning it.
"Thanks Red, B, but you know me...not big on family or, stickin' in one place for long...besides, gotta be some evil ass to kick somewhere...Cleveland, right?"
"Faith, it's just been two days since...come on, don't do this...don't take off all lone slayer, please."
Faith was touched by Buffy's words...by the concern in Willow's eyes...too touched. She didn't want to leave. Leaving was that last thing she wanted to do. But it hurt, seeing them together. She really did love Willow...she always had...and since coming back to Sunnydale, she had developed a few feelings for her fellow slayer. And the thought of staying, watching them, hearing them...it tore her heart up...which, of course, made her feel guilty as hell She should be happy for them...she was...she truly was...but she wasn't strong enough to watch.
"Faith, what is it?"
Willow's soft voice shook her out of her thoughts and she waved a hand.
"Nothin', I'm 5x5, Red." She forced a grin. "You know me."
"Yeah, we do," Buffy said, frowning. "Quite well...so what's going through that hard head of yours? Why are you really leaving us, Faith?" }
"Goodesssssssssssssssssssssss....." Willow moaned as slayer mouths worked her aching little nipples hard, her fingers twisting harder in their hair.
The harder the tugs got, the harder they sucked and soon, all three of the were on the edge. Faith was just like Buffy when it came to pleasuring Willow...it was as good as getting the pleasure herself, the way the witch responded to every little thing.
"MMMMMMMMMMMGODDESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSUHHUH....."
They smiled, knowing their witch was ready to go and sucked harder, teeth gently grazing the throbbing flesh and were instantly rewarded by the familair, beautiful cry of their Willow.
"BUFFYYYYYYYYYILOVEYOUUUUUUUUFAITHILOVEYOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGODDESSSSSSSSMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMUHHUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
The slayers slowed but didn't stop until Willow started coming down. Buffy moved to her lips and kissed softly.
"I love you, my Willow."
I love you, Red," Faith said, kissing her next.
Willow lay there, a goofy grin on her face and the slayers giggled.
"Think she's forgiven us for the spanky, B."
Buffy nodded. "I think so...but still, I think we better make sure, don't you?"
"Oh yeah," Faith agreed. "Can't be too careful with matters such as this."
They giggled again and started tugging her pj pants down...
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to be continued.....