CSI: Sunnydale
by Rin
It's Time for a Sexy Party
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A/N: Eh...I'm in one of those moods.
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Kate was surprised at how cold Darla's body was...but she even more surprised that she allowed Darla to go down on her while on her period. It's just...she was so...convincing. And it did feel good...it felt hella good, actually.
She just wrapped her hands in the blonde hair that was bobbing. Darla was purely evil, turning her into a pile of goo, and she was still on duty. If she hadn't seen her new blonde lover, Kate would've just continued to work instead of sneaking off scene to see why Darla was there.
"I'm out to dinner," she had replied before pushing Kate into the bushes and going down on her.
Right before Kate came, Darla slipped her fangs into the area just above her clit, sucking and taking every bit of this pure blood. The woman really was easy to crack. It would be positively a shame to have to kill her. She tasted exquisite and it'd been a long time since Darla thought that about another woman. If only Angelus was still with her, they could have such fun with the detective.
"Mmm..." Darla licked up all the come before moving to place a biting kiss on Kate's lips. The detective just clung to the blonde above her before pulling her down for another kiss, not minding the taste of come and blood. "You taste divine. Thank you. That was a great dinner."
"Well...I really shouldn't have left scene. Willow is probably wondering where I've disappeared." Kate sat up, pulling her pants back on and reholstering her gun to her belt. "Thank you...that was...great."
"I will gladly eat you anytime." Darla sent a sexy leer before brushing the leaves and branches from Kate's body.
"Well, you'll have to let me repay the favor. Perhaps tomorrow after dinner." Kate stood, holding her hand to help Darla stand. They just continued to kiss until they heard noises closer to them.
"You'll have to tell me what your obsession with this Willow is...I don't see it. She's edible, sure...but I don't think she'd taste as good as you." Darla slid her hand down into Kate's pants and slipped her fingers back inside her lover.
"Just an ex...that's all. We work together, so it's a little more difficult but we survive." Kate was uncomfortable talking about Willow right after a spontaneous orgasm. She really was going to get in trouble for ditching the scene. "I need to go, though. I'll see you tomorrow night. Thanks for the surprise. It was..."
"I know..." Darla just smirked, as the detective smoothed down her hair and left her standing there.
Kate walked back to the scene, where she found Willow with a lamp, looking for cleaned bloodstains. Another male DB, neck wounds, though there was no mess. It was as though somebody took the time to clean it up.
"Hey, Detective Lockwood, take a look at this." Willow shined her light and showed the splatter. "Do you get an eerie feeling about this? Not the normal M.O."
"Well..." Kate was embarrassed at seeing Willow now, right after her little tryst in the bushes. Darla's body may have been colder but she wasn't as cold as Willow was emotionally. "We'll take samples, make sure it's the same victim."
"Already done. Just...are you okay? You look flushed." Willow looked up to see the disheveled woman.
"No, I'm fine. Just fine...better than...just...hot night." Kate felt the chill in the air. "Well...hotter than I expected."
"You sure? We can handle this if you're not feeling well." Willow was being nice, worried about the distance that Kate had been displaying.
"I said I'm fine." Kate didn't mean to snap, as she took a deep breath to calm herself. "Let's just finish the scene and head back. Shift's almost over."
"Okay..." Willow scrunched her eyebrows in worry but went back to work without any questions. The two just continued with their crew before retiring for the day.
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Darla watched the interaction from the bushes. She was having fun with Kate but she was getting frustrated that the two CSIs still hadn't sexed each other up...and Kate wasn't helping her plan move along, either. She figured that the redhead would be jealous that the detective was getting some action, and it would provoke her to act herself.
This wasn't the case...but she at least didn't have to deal with that pesky little slayer for a while.
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Buffy was preparing a sexy dinner. Lots of candles, cleavage-y outfit, short skirt, champagne, good food, sensual music playing lowly in the background. It would be a perfect six-month anniversary, even though she figured Willow didn't remember; a thought that only bothered her briefly before deciding that it wouldn't be like her redheaded girlfriend to remember something like this.
The doorbell rang and Buffy felt her heart pick up pace, just as she opened the door to see Willow standing there in her work clothes.
"Hey, you look...wow." Willow felt her own heart start to race. Buffy's cleavage was clearly there for all to see in that sexy white top, her black skirt riding up high to show off smooth, soft legs. Her hair was curled and pulled back, her perfume was pleasant, and her nails and makeup were perfect. Willow felt bad for not being dressed up. "Should I go change?"
"You look fine." Buffy pulled her girlfriend in the house, glad their summer vacation was starting. It was hard to convince the redhead to take an actual vacation but the summer was usually quiet, according to Doyle, so it just took a little extra convincing.
"Well...I mean...you look amazing. I'm sweaty from filling in for Snyder today. I haven't done a day shift in a long time." Willow accepted the sloppy kiss from the blonde as the door shut behind her. "At least let me take a shower and throw on some clean clothes."
"No...you look fine. Hurry before dinner gets cold." Buffy took Willow's purse and jacket, throwing them in the corner before dragging her to the dinner table. "I made your favorite."
"Oh...you're trying to seduce. I see how this goes." The redhead took a seat and followed the blonde's movements. They were getting closer and closer to that final sexy moment. Willow didn't know why Buffy hadn't argued or pushed more. Truth was, the redhead was scared of being intimate again, though she knew her fear was unwarranted. She hadn't been this open in a relationship since high school and Kennedy hurt her big time; Willow knew she trusted Buffy but that nagging fear wouldn't leave.
"Only if you wanna be seduced." Buffy smirked before placing a plate in front of her girlfriend and pouring a glass of champagne. She made a big show of opening the bottle, pushing her cleavage more together, making sure that her boobs were in plain view of the redhead's sight. The almost salivation from the redhead let Buffy know that her little plan was working.
"Uh...oh....I...uh..." Willow was nonverbal. Buffy looked utterly gorgeous and it was hard not to stare. "Dinner smells good."
"Wills." Buffy just chuckled with a husky voice, sensing the redhead's unease. Sitting down, she waited for the redhead to take the first bite before eating her own dinner. "How was work? Are you ready for vacation?"
"Getting there. That's another thing I haven't really done in a long time, either. Guess this means I'll be taking you to the beach, huh?"
"I was thinking we could take a trip instead. Thought I'd surprise you." Buffy pulled two plane tickets from underneath the extra place setting. "Vegas. Thought it'd be nice to get away, just the two of us."
"Oh." Willow's face lit up then deflated.
"That is...we don't have to...if you're not up for it. I just thought it would be a good chance for us, since we wouldn't have to hide. We could actually be coupley in public for once." Buffy figured her girlfriend would be happy for the time away. Judging by the look on the redhead's face, she guessed wrong.
"No, it's...I mean, it is nice, Buff. I just...that's where my mentor works. They know me there at the Vegas Crime Lab. It's where I started." Willow was torn. On one hand, getting to spend time alone with Buffy would be good...and so would seeing Catherine and the others again. On the other hand, they still couldn't be coupley and she would probably be sucked back into the thrall of their successful solve rate. "We still wouldn't be allowed to..."
"Oh...well...that's okay. I can give the tickets to Dawn. Late graduation present, I guess." Buffy didn't want to cry but she was afraid she would. It took her a long time to decide where to whisk her girlfriend away to.
"No, no...you don't have to...it's just...are you sure you want to be with me that long? Just me? We still couldn't be coupley and I'd very much like that...with you...to be coupley."
"It's okay, Wills. If you're not comfortable..." Buffy took a deep breath and fought back her tears, pushing the tickets back to the table. Suddenly, the sexy ambience wasn't so sexy. It was claustrophobic. "What do you want from this relationship?"
"What do you mean?" Willow was confused and frustrated herself. "I want you."
"It doesn't feel like it sometimes." Buffy closed her eyes to avoid the hurt look in Willow's. "Sorry...that was harsh. I know...I mean I get why you're so distant. I do...but...why was it easy to let go with Kate and you won't let me..."
"You're my first." Willow steeled herself. She knew this conversation would come eventually.
"Huh?" Buffy scrunched her eyebrows in confusion.
"I mean...yeah, I've...before...lots...it's just...you're my first." Willow swallowed the lump in her throat. "I've never been in love before...and it scares me because the last time I was close was in high school, and she hurt me. Not physically but...it's part of the reason it's so easy to distance myself from the work we do. I've never been madly in love...and I am...with you...in love with you. It scares me more than I want to admit."
"Oh, Wills." Buffy took her girlfriend's hand from across the table and squeezed gently.
"I can see myself getting lost in you, and if we go to Vegas, I'll see how great they are at solving cases and it'll start to peel my resolve. I have to stay resolved to be a successful supervisor here. Otherwise, the work would haunt me."
"Why didn't you...I mean, I get why you've never said...I mean, I thought I did...but...wow." Buffy took a deep breath. "Your first. That's...a big deal."
"I just...I hear all these horror stories about..."
"Wills...you loved Kate, you probably even loved your high school honey..."
"But I was never really IN love with them. I distance myself more from you...because I'm afraid of what will happen if I let myself go completely. I need to have this control, or I might go insane here." Willow bit her lip.
"I'm not going anywhere. If I have to transfer or get a new job, I will." Buffy left the rest unsaid as they ate their dinner in silence. Willow beat her to gathering the dishes. "Hey, no fair."
"I don't want your gorgeous hands pruned and ruined from dishwater. I'm already grimy, let me do it." Willow took the dishes into the kitchen and was happy when a pair of warm arms wrapped around her abdomen. "You really do look and smell great. I don't know if I've told you that yet."
"Well, it never hurts to hear it again." Buffy smiled before placing a soft kiss on Willow's shoulder, watching her girlfriend scrub the dishes. "I rented some movies."
"I think...well...if it's okay with you...maybe we could just..." Willow swallowed her nervousness away, willing herself to just be strong, give into her emotions, trust Buffy not to hurt her. "I mean, if you'd like...we could try to...I don't know how far we'd get before I...but we could try."
"We don't have to...I'm fine, Wills, honest." Buffy just kissed the redhead's shoulder again and squeezed. "We will when you're absolutely positive you're ready."
"That's the thing...I've been ready since before...well, before we even kissed that first time. I'm just scared." Willow finished the dishes in silence, letting the blonde hold her while she worked. Drying her hands, she steeled her resolve and turned around in her girlfriend's arms. "The best way to get over it is to just tackle it."
"Will." Buffy just chuckled at the resolve on the girl's face. "We don't have to do..."
Any argument she had was interrupted by a pair of warm, soft lips pressed tightly against her own. Willow pulled back and checked Buffy's reaction. Seeing no objection, she just leaned in for a more passionate kiss. They stood there in front of the kitchen sink for several minutes, kissing and groping to their hearts content before Willow ran her hand overtop Buffy's cleavage.
"Have I told you how much I adore these yet?" The redhead bent over to kiss the exposed flesh, kissing a trail up to Buffy's neck, where she proceeded to give her the biggest hickey she'd ever given. The blonde just giggled and moaned, not noticing when the music stopped playing. "Take me to bed."
"As you wish." Buffy's face expressed her concern and deep lust at the same time. Blowing out the candles as she passed, Buffy pulled Willow up the stairs slowly, anticipating the possible pleasure with each step taken. "If you're sure..."
"No promises." Willow gulped audibly when the bed came into view. Why was it so easy to fall into bed with her other lovers? Not that there'd been many...but there were enough to count. Crawling out of her shoes and tossing her sweater from her body, the redhead just stared wide-eyed at her gorgeous girlfriend. "You're so beautiful."
"So are you." Buffy whispered, afraid to break the spell. She didn't want to push and she was afraid this was pushing but Willow made the first move.
The redhead ran her fingertips softly down her girlfriend's neck and traced the exposure of skin down to the blonde's cleavage, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from Buffy. Willow moved forward more, testing herself through gentle touches. Then, she began to unbutton her girlfriend's blouse slowly, exposing just a little more skin with each button popped. Buffy thought it was the most sensual experience of her life. Willow was utterly adoring and worshipping every inch so slowly; even if nothing happened beyond this, she could die a happy woman.
Willow pushed the shirt from Buffy's shoulder and couldn't stop staring at the body that was revealed to her. With a sharp gasp, she reached out her hand and explored the skin there before removing the blonde's bra. How could she have waited so long to see this? She was supposed to be a genius.
Taking a deep breath, she kept her hands moving, touching, feeling the skin slowly being exposed as she unzipped the blonde's skirt and let it puddle to the floor. Buffy was so gorgeous, such an amazing body. Willow could feel the muscles reacting to her touches, as she continued to explore only with her fingers, touching almost every part of her girlfriend.
Buffy was going insane with lust; just these soft touches were driving her to a point of orgasm. She just stood still, allowing Willow this time, afraid that if she moved, the redhead would stop...and Buffy didn't want her to stop.
Licking her lips, Willow risked a glance to Buffy's lusty stare. The initial panic caused her fingers to stop but the blonde just took her hands in her own, and pulled them up to place light kisses on the palms, sending shivers down the redhead's body. Pulling her quiet girlfriend to the bed, Buffy laid back, crooking her finger in a come-hither movement that caused Willow to move without awareness. She kicked off her shoes before sitting on the bed tentatively, afraid she wouldn't be able to please her girlfriend after obviously working her up.
"Buff..." Willow's voice was soft, whispered. Buffy sat up and placed a soft kiss on her lips, then another, nothing too heavy as she began to unbutton the redhead's own blouse between kisses.
When she had the shirt unfastened, Buffy slowly pushed it from Willow's body, not wanting to frighten the redhead with her lust. There were several soft kisses before she managed to peel the shirt from her completely. Slowly, she took Willow's hand in hers and placed it gently over her left breast, the nipples already at attention from the heady arousal in the room.
Willow panicked through the kiss but Buffy just pushed her lips tighter against hers to relay that it was okay. Not letting go of the kiss, the redhead started to explore the boob being handed to her. She could feel where her panties were soaked and possibly drenching her slacks. The eroticism in this exploration was intense and she was dizzy with the emotional and physical awareness of it all. Buffy sensed Willow's panic again and released the kiss, keeping their foreheads pressed lightly together.
"It's okay, Wills." Buffy placed a gentle kiss on her nose. "I love you."
"I love you." Willow's voice was barely audible, as she followed Buffy down to the bed. She lay on her side, continuing her exploration of the blonde's body, who mirrored her position. "I can do this..."
"Whatever you need." Buffy felt the slightest touch would send her over the edge. She scooted over to kiss Willow softly before undoing the redhead's bra. Again, she took her time removing the garment, not wanting to alarm her girlfriend or cause her more panic. She wanted this to happen, and she understood that it would have to be slow.
The passion picked up, as sweat started to form on brows and upper lips from the heat between them. Kisses started to become deeper, tongues slowly dancing, lips more than swollen. Buffy felt herself briefly climax and never releasing completely, staying on the brink of insanity. Willow wasn't faring much better, she could tell.
"I want you so much..." Willow whispered between heated kisses. She'd moved her position on top of Buffy, pressing her thigh softly into the blonde's soaked underwear. "I'm not ready for you to...but let me give you this..." The hot breath against her ear almost sent Buffy over the edge. "Let me give you this..."
Willow just moved her hands further below the blonde's waistband and slowly let her fingers feel the sodden curls and lips. Kissing her girlfriend's gasp and moan away, the redhead proceeded her exploration, knowing that she needed to give Buffy a release, let her pour all of her love into the blonde's body.
Buffy bucked when Willow's fingers brushed softly against her clit, already sensitive, ready to burst at any moment. This was making love, albeit one-sided, but the redhead was making love to her, to Buffy. She gasped when she felt her release hit as Willow just continued to explore, prolonging the most intense orgasm Buffy had ever felt. She knew it would be worth the wait.
Buffy started to quietly cry; she'd never been this happy in her life than she was in this moment. It was the most amazing thing she'd ever experienced, and she hadn't even gotten to the whole thing yet. Willow just brushed her blonde sweaty curls aside, softly kissing her tears away.
"I'm sorry." Willow moved her weight to remove the pressure from her knee against Buffy's center.
"No...don't be sorry...be happy. Happy tears. These are nothing but happy tears." Buffy pulled Willow into a deep kiss, tasting the salt from her tears as they continued to flow. Her body was still humming and muscles still contracting. Trying to get her breathing under control took a little longer than she expected, too, as she just clung to the redhead above her. The instant stress reliever completely relaxed her, as she ran her fingers through Willow's red locks. "Thank you. That was...there are no words."
"It's never been that...I mean...I must be the biggest idiot in the world. I shouldn't be so scared."
"It's okay that you're scared, Wills. The fact that you could...even get this far was...I mean, you don' t see me complaining, just glowing...probably for weeks. That was intense." Buffy didn't protest when the redhead moved her weight from atop her and snuggled into her side. The blonde just continued to run her fingers through the hair now on her shoulder and clung to the arm that was draped over her sweaty, sticky body. "I won't push you. When you want me to stop, just say so."
"Can we just...snuggle? I'm still shaky myself." Willow's body was shaking slightly, though not from fear so much anymore as it was from excitement. Seeing Buffy's pleasure clearly plastered on her face was beyond ecstasy. This was going to be the best vacation ever.
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Faith could hear the moans coming from the house, as she dusted the peeping vamp outside. She wondered what was so interesting about this house that there was always a vampire out here. Tonight, she had a good idea.
"Now...do I blow off my own steam...or report to Giles?" It was an easy decision, as the brunette slayer made her way towards the Bronze.
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Darla rolled her eyes as Kate continued to eat her. If this was what the redhead had to endure, no wonder she wasn't lining up for the detective. This was the most bored she'd ever been with sex.
Kate finally had invited her in and Darla finally got to see what was in the box: proof that the detective was still in love with the redhead. 'Well, if she's even remotely better at oral than this, then I'd probably have my own stalker box. What time is it? Sun should be up soon.'
Darla just purred and hummed before pulling Kate up from her task. No use smothering the girl...yet.
"Thank you...that was great." Darla learned early on in her life, pre-vamp even, that she was good at being sexy and faking orgasms. Of course, she hadn't had to fake one in over two centuries. She was beginning to wonder if it would just be easier to give up her plan and outright kill the investigators. It would be more fun than having to unlive through this nightmare. At least Kate tasted good and didn't mind when she bit her during sex, so it wasn't a complete waste.
Darla just relaxed, knowing that she would have to stay here since the sun was rising outside. Before Kate could kick her out of the apartment, she just flipped the detective over, and proceeded to fuck her to sleep. Tomorrow, she would have to rethink her approach to this whole artwork, since those two humans still hadn't slept together. She was bored of watching and waiting herself, so she just sent her minions to watch and call if anything interesting happened. Nothing so far and she was becoming very impatient, a thing she taught Angelus never to lose.
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"Mmm...I'm still buzzing..." Buffy woke up to find Willow still wrapped around her, tracing patterns on her belly.
"Morning." Willow just leaned up and smiled. She was cold and knew the blonde had to be but didn't want to move. She was too content to move. Last night was beyond amazing.
"You're so gonna be beyond happy when I finally get you to that point; that's a promise." Buffy allowed the morning kiss. "Helluva a way to start a vacation, too."
"Listen, Buff...about Las Vegas...if you really wanna go, we can." Willow was still scared of being touched, of letting herself go completely, but she knew Buffy wouldn't push her, that she would just slowly work her to that point where she couldn't stand it if the blonde stopped touching her. She felt that last night...that she never wanted to stop touching Buffy and Buffy didn't mind.
"We don't have to. It's no biggie. I'm sorry I made it sound like it. I was just hurt I guess, a little confused maybe, a lotta scared that you didn't really want..."
"I want you. Last night should've proved that." Willow's smirk said it all; she was proud of herself. "And...it'll be good to get away and see my old colleagues again. It'll just be an added bonus of having you with me. You'll have to keep me grounded."
"I think I can arrange that." Buffy pulled the redhead tight. "The flight's not until tomorrow...so sleeping in? I'm thinking top of the list on today's agenda."
"Sounds perfect." Willow closed her eyes, relaxed and content.