REPOST: Stormchaser (12-14/?)

["Shadow" <Shadowlander1@xxxxxxx>]

Title: Stormchaser (12-14/?)
Author: Shadowlander
Email: Shadowlander1@xxxxxxx
Disclaimer: I do not own nay of the characters commonly associated with
Buffy the Vampire Slayer; they are used without permission. No
copyright
infringement is intended.
Pairing: Buffy and Willow
Rating: PG-17
Archive: The usual places all others ask first.
Note: See I haven't forgotten about Stormchaser or Rod's little "book
cage"
scene. <lol>

STORMCHASER (12-14/?)

"You're purring again," Buffy said as she put the last stack of books
down
in the cage. In truth Willow had been purring the entire time, but the
Slayer had been enjoying the soothing sound so much she hadn't mentioned
anything earlier. 'Must be why so many people keep cats,' she thought
to
herself with a mental shrug, before turning around and finding herself
face
to face the still purring Willow.

"I know," Willow replied in a purr, her eyes almost shinning as they
stared
into the Slayer's. "You know that you to have the most remarkable
scent,
right?" She questioned taking a step closer to Buffy. "Very nice
actually,
just calls out to you...begging for a touch...intoxicating..." she
finished
in a whisper reaching out to run one finger down the Slayer's throat.

'Intoxicating! Oh damn...' Buffy thought, she had been told twice that
her
scent was intoxicating to Willow, but did she listen? No. She was too
busy
listening to her annoying little Slayer voice whispering all kinds of
helpful suggestions about Willow to pay attention to anything else. {A
large
amount of those very suggestions involving the redhead naked and
screaming
out her name}. The same little voice that was even now making
suggestions
on how to get the redhead out of her clothing and see just how loud she
could purr. 'No! No!! Bad Slayer!' she told herself firmly even as she
found herself taking her own little step closer to Willow. Her little
Slayer-voice cheering merrily in the background, shouting encouragements
the
entire time, like she really needed any right now. Her body seemed to
be
getting into the swing of things all by itself. "Ah, Will...I don't
think
this is a good idea..." She said softly, even as she found herself
lowering
her head towards the redhead.

Time seemed to stand still as their lips touched, the only sound in the
library was Willow's purring that was more felt then heard. The sound
seemed to sink deep into Buffy's bones, soothing and calming her even as
it
aroused other things. 'It is right, the way it should be,' her annoying
little Slayer-voice kept insisting in the back of her mind. "Oh shut
up,"
The Slayer muttered before slipping her tongue into Willow's mouth and
pushing the redhead up against the cage wall.

Willow's cat purred merrily as their tongues battled for dominance,
while
she wasn't quite sure whom the Slayer was talking to when she said shut
up.
She really didn't care, all that mattered was that this was her
life-mate
kissing her and not another soul, or leech for that matter, was in sight
to
interrupt them. 'Yes the way it should be,' her cat firmly agreed as
she
slipped her hands under the Slayer's shirt. "Nice..." Willow hissed
pulling away from Buffy to take a few deep breathes, even as her hands
continue to roam under the Slayer's shirt, enjoying the feel of the warm
tanned skin. "Mine!" She growled staring deeply into her life-mate's
eyes,
before turning her attention to Buffy's neck.

With that statement the Slayer learned three very important things.
One,
that Dysis was not kidding when she said Will's people tended to be
possessive with their loved one. Two, she wasn't as grossed out as she
thought she would be at being thought of as property. In fact, her
little
slayer-voice seemed down right pleased with Willow's possessiveness, boy
was
that little voice was really beginning to get on her nerves at times.
And
third, and most importantly, Willow has fangs! Pulling away from her,
Buffy
puts her hand under Willow's chin and lifts it up. "You have fangs!"
She
said a bit breathlessly. 'How in the hell did I miss THAT when I was
kissing
her?' She wondered absently, ignoring her protesting Slayer-voice who
had
been totally turned on by the sharp little fangs nibbling on her neck.

"Huh?...oh sorry...not much I can do about that, they are always there,"
Willow replied after a moment, trying to figure out what had distracted
her
life-mate. "I forgot I had them," She added with a little grin, her
cat
jumping up and down yelling 'enough talk get back to the good stuff, she
was
about to start purring too' in the back of her mind.

"Oh to hell with it," Buffy said after a moment, if Willow really
wanted to
kill her she would have done it by now. Besides the redhead was doing
the
most remarkable things with her hands, why stop now? They could have
the
whole fang discussion thing later, right now she wanted those fangs
nibbling
on her neck some more. She decided with a little shrug taking Willow's
lips. Her tongue slipping past the redhead's lips and playfully running
along her upper fangs. Now that she knew they were there they suddenly
became more interesting. Willow certainly seemed to like Buffy running
her
tongue around them, her purring had gotten even louder. That was when
the
Slayer learned another interesting thing about Willow - unlike a vampire
she
just didn't have an upper set of fangs, she had a lower, smaller set as
well. She learned this little fact when she accidentally cut the tip of
her
tongue on one of the little fangs.

Willow's eyes shot open as she tasted Buffy's blood in her mouth, her
cat
eagerly pushing forward, with a demand to claim what was hers and be
done
with it. Firmly pushing down her cat, Willow concentrated on the feel
of
her life-mate in her arms as she slipped her hands into the Slayer's
jeans.
'Now is not the time to do any claiming. Not yet anyway, it is too soon
for
her,' Willow's human self hissed at the frustrated cat in the back of
the
back of her mind.

Then it was Buffy's turn to have her eyes shoot open in shock as she
felt
one of Willow's fingers slip into her warmth. Absently wondering when
the
redhead had gotten her jeans undone without her noticing it. Only to
have
the thought slip her mind as Willow's lonely little finger was suddenly
joined by a second and third finger, working in unison to drive a
certain
blonde Slayer over the edge. Unable to control herself any longer,
Buffy
began to move with Willow's trusting hand, her low moans joining
Willow's
purrs humming throughout the otherwise quiet library. 'Oh she is good
at
this,' Buffy thought happily ripping her mouth away from Willow's lips
to
begin her attack on the redhead's neck. 'Turn about is fair play,' she
told
herself merrily, grinning wickedly against her lover's warm neck before
playfully nibbling at the flesh under her lips.

Willow growled approvingly as she felt her life-mate's playful nips on
her
neck, her hand moving steadily within her lover. 'Oh yeah, it is
exactly
the way it should be,' her cat and human-self agreed contently.

Buffy chuckled evilly at Willow's low growl, enjoying the reaction her
efforts were getting. 'Seems my little kitten likes being bitten,' she
thought evilly, her hands eagerly working on the zipper of Willow's
leather
pants. 'Why the hell does she wear leather, anyway?' she questioned as
she
felt her orgasm beginning to build. 'She is way too talented with her
hands,' was her last coherent thought as she went over the edge,
covering
Willow's hand with her cum as she came with a strangled cry. Her faced
buried in Willow's neck muffling most of the sound.

Carefully comforting her life-mate as she slowly came back to herself,
Willow found herself dealing with her frustrated cat. While on one hand
she
was pleased beyond belief that she had brought her life-mate such
pleasure,
if the pounding heart and gasps for breath were any indication, on the
other, her cat was a bit peeved, her enhanced hearing having picked up
voices approaching the library. "Buffy? We're about to have company."
She
whispered calmly into her mate's ear, chuckling at the immediate
reaction
her words caused.

Buffy's eyes widened again as she tried to pull away from her lover,
only to
discover that Willow's hand was still inside her and didn't seen to be
in
any hurry to move said hand anytime soon. "Wills!" she growled as
Willow
twitched her hand within her before pulling completely out. Drawing her
hand out of Buffy's pants, Willow regarded her life-mate with hooded
eyes
and a small smirk, before a naughty little grin lit up her face.
Catching
the Slayer's eyes, as she hurriedly tried to get her clothes in order,
Willow brought up her hand covered in Buffy's juices and proceeded to
lick
her hand clean, a dark light glowing behind her green eyes. With one
final
lick, Willow suddenly leaned forward and gave her life-mate one final
breath-stealing kiss, before releasing her with a playful wink and a
promising smile.

"You do NOT play fair," Buffy hissed, buttoning her jeans, trying to
get her pounding heart not to beat itself out of her chest. Only to be
greeted by a playful chuckle in reply.

"I never said I did."

******************************

By the time the library doors opened, Willow had found a comfortable
seat at the research table where she could watch her somewhat flustered
life-mate try to regain some kind of control of herself. Settling back
with a smug little grin firmly in place, Willow gave a brief thought to
how the Slayer was going to explain her rumpled appearance to the
Watcher and the woman with him. Tapping her fingers on the tabletop,
her cat amused itself once more with lovely little images of her
life-mate. Unsurprisingly most of those images
involved a total lack of clothing, lots of chocolate and silk scarves.

'Wonder how she'll look in our bed with nothing on but our mark?' The
cat questioned, eager to see the blonde in that very position sometime
in the very near future. 'And the pool, can't forget the pool or the
recreation room. All those mirrors down there...the possibilities are
endless.' Her cat continued to her human-self wanting nothing more then
to get out of the library and do a little exploring of the fascinating
territory known as Buffy Summers.

Running one last hand through her hair, Buffy snuck a quick look at
Willow, unsure if she should be concerned about the almost feral glow to
the redhead's eyes. 'I just had mind blowing sex in the book cage,' she
said to herself, trying to slow her breathing down. 'I just had SEX in
the LIBRARY!!' The rational part of her mind that wasn't always on
speaking terms with her inner Slayer voice, all but screamed.

'Yup we sure did,' her inner Slayer voice replied with a goofy looking
grin plastered across her face. 'I wonder how fast we can get rid of
Giles and go do it again?'

'No, no...sex in the library is wrong...and, and...It's just wrong!
This is like Giles' inner sanctum. The shrine to all that is stuffy and
British and Watchery, we have desecrated the domain of Giles and you
want to do it again?' Rational-Buffy demanded in disbelief.

Buffy's inner-Slayer voice was cut off as she suddenly became aware of a
hand moving back and forth in front of her face. "Ah Buff, you in
there?" Xander Harris questioned with one arched eyebrow. Concern
clearly written on his face as he continued to wave the donut temptingly
in front of her. It just wasn't like his best friend to totally space
out, unless they were both sitting in English Lit class and had long
given up on trying to remain conscious as the teacher drone on and on
about the merits of Tennyson.

"Huh?...ah, yeah I'm fine." Buffy said coming back to the here and now,
shooting Willow a scolding look when she picked up the faint chuckle
coming from the redhead. 'Go-ahead laugh, little kitten. Just wait
until I get you alone.' She said to herself all ready plotting her
revenge. Snatching the donut out of Xander's hand, she takes a bite
effectively saving herself from having to answer any other questions.

"Okay, if you say so." Xander replied noting Buffy's calculating look
and Willow's smug down right-pleased beyond belief look. His teenage
hormones all ready coming up with possible reasons for the looks passing
between both girls.

******************
Across town -

Drusilla replayed the phantom images of the Slayer and the werecat
mating in the book cage pleased at how both of them had responded to her
manipulations. It had taken awhile but she had finally gotten her
little kitten to initiate a mating with the Slayer. It would make it
easier for the vampire to condition the Slayer as she continued to nudge
the chosen one on the path she had set for her.

"Soon my luvs you'll both be at my side for all eternity." Dru said to
the empty room. She was all ready envisioning the death and destruction
the two of them will unleash upon the world with but a command from her.
Dissipating the phantom images with a wave of her hand, she got up to
prowl the empty halls of her lair. She had other plans to make...plans
that concerned her little kitten and her willful behavior of late.

Descending the staircase to the "dungeon" that had been especially built
for her, Dru crossed to one of the occupied cells where her current
favourite was screwing one of the humans kept in the mansion as food for
her and the few minions that served her. Taking a moment to watch her
youngest childe pound into the willing body of the tall muscular human
under him, Dru watches the two with growing lust. She had noticed
lately that her little boy had taken a liking to the college student
they had captured one night a few months back. The vampire would spend
hours in the human's cell torturing him and shagging him for countless
hours - usually leaving the human one
bloody mess in the back of the cage when he was done. She also know
that the younger vampire was thinking about turning the human, but was
only waiting for the right moment to ask for her consent.

Pushing aside thoughts of the human's ultimate fate, Drusilla entered
the cell to have her way with both of the males. She would make a
decision after she had left her mark on both of them. And then she
would turn her full attention to the matter of her little kitten.

*************
Crawford Street Mansion -

Angelus had been in a rage when he had returned to the mansion,
receiving minor damage from the sun's rays for his troubles. After
several hours of torturing the luckless minion that had the misfortune
of being in the main hall upon his return. The master vampire had gone
in search of his favourite childe, needing to vent his other frustration
before settling down in front of the main fireplace and brooding for
several hours.

He had already begun to make plans for the mysterious redhead who had
surprised him in the cemetery. She would be his, of this he had no
doubt. He'd worry about figuring out just what she was once she had
been captured and caged. Can't have his new little pet roaming the
night without him.

After he had shagged Spike for several hours, he'd allowed the younger
vamp to feed and then put to work building the cage for his little
pet-to-be. One way or another the redhead would be his, he firmly
decided. All ready envisioning the hunts he would have with her at his
side. After the initial shock at seeing her change forms wore off,
Angelus could admit that she looked magnificent in her cat form. He
couldn't wait to have the cat sitting at his booted feet as he placed
his mark on the hellmouth. With the cat and Slayer under his control
nothing in heaven or hell would be able to stand in his way.

******************************

"Are you sure you're up to this?" Willow asked her new life-mate as the
two approached the front door of the redhead's home. "I mean we could
always put off meeting my brother...."

"Wills, I'm fine and I really want to meet your brother," Buffy replied
with a laugh, wondering why the other girl had suddenly become so shy.
After the two had made their escape from the library once Giles had gone
over the night's patrol area, Buffy had felt the sudden need to meet
Willow's family. The need had only become stronger as the two neared
the redhead's house and Willow started to get cold feet on her. 'Teach
my little kitten to get all smug on me,' she thought to herself, 'my
little kitten? Where did that come from?'

With a defeated sigh Willow, opened front door determined to get the
dreaded "meet the parents", or in this case meet the big brother, thing
over with so she could get back to getting her life-mate alone and
naked. 'Then go kill a few leeches together and get naked again', her
cat practically hummed in the back of her mind, her wild-half already
deciding that her life-mate would always look her best naked no matter
what the occasion. Although her human-half just had to point out that
it would make it a bit hard on her life-mate to go to school naked all
the time, and people would start to get suspicious if she killed
everyone that looked at her life-mate while she was naked. 'Stupid
human-half always using logic', the cat grumbled in the back of her
mind, unwilling to let go of her mate naked.

"Before you meet my brother... where is something you should know about
Marco", Willow said stopping just in the threshold, "he's sort of...
furry." She finished before losing her nerve. Granted her brother
being covered in black fur really didn't bother her much, hell half her
family were all furry to begin with, but her mate was different. Buffy
was human, even if she was a funny smelling one that did naughty things
to her self control every time she got close to her, she was above all
else a human and not used to seeing large black panthers walking around
on two legs.

"Furry?" Buffy questioned with an arched eyebrow.

"Yes furry", a voice purred from behind the Slayer even as Willow
growled lowly. "Willow, you DIDN'T?" the voice said after a moment,
noting a certain smell on the young blonde standing before him.

Swinging around, Buffy found herself face to chest with a field of black
fur. Looking up she found a cat-shaped face studying her calmly, yellow
eyes winkling with mischief. "I'm Marco, Willow's older and better
looking brother", the creature greeted with a feral grin.

Buffy wasn't sure what to make of the large creature standing front of
her, while her spider sense wasn't setting off any alarms, her
rational-side was screaming that it damn well should be going off
because this thing was damn huge. Only to be brought out of her stupor
by a low growl from behind her coming from Willow.

"I don't want her", Marco growled right back at the outraged redhead.
"No offense, but I have a mate... she's the jealous type and I would
look terrible as a throw rug", he said turning to Buffy for a moment.

"Okay", Buffy said, not sure what Willow was growling about "is this
that possessive thing again?"

"Oh yeah", Marco agreed with a chuckle, "she's mad because I'm standing
too close to you when all she wants to do is get you naked and screw you
senseless," he finished in a conspiring whisper with the Slayer.

"Marco!" a new outraged voice said from hide the two, "don't be telling
the child THAT!"

"Well its true!" he chuckled turning to the small woman standing on the
top of the porch stairs giving the furry giant a dirty look. "My little
kit is all grown up, discovered her hormones at long last."

"Ignore the giant fur ball here, he lost his mind years ago", the woman
said swatting him in the stomach as she stepped closer to Buffy. "I'm
Megan, the fur ball's mate, and you are the Slayer", the woman noted
after a pause, "interesting."

"Nice to meet you", Buffy said after a moment noting that Willow had
stopped growling now that it Marco had backed off.

"Come lets go inside, we'll be more comfortable there... and we can talk
about our mates, tell embarrassing stories about both of them."

"Megan they just met, I don't think the Slayer has any embarrassing
stories about kit", Marco said with a chuckle giving in to the next few
hours of having every stupid thing he had ever done retold for the
benefit of his mate's amusement.

"So... she'll just have to make up a few!" Megan countered serenely,
taking the blonde's arm and leading her into the house leaving the two
siblings behind.

"Thanks a lot Marco", Willow growled at her brother before following the
two.

"Oh sure blame me for my mate's evil sense of humour", he countered
following the women into the house with a shake of his dark head.


Several hours later -

Buffy was certain she had never laughed so hard in her life, especially
after that one story about Marco and his two biker buddies getting
thrown out of a small Iowa town after causing two riots, kidnapping the
mayor only to return him later that night on the front steps of the
court house in a pink evening gown and thirty-four cases of spiked
jungle juice.

Marco seat back in the comfortable chair, with his mate firmly in place
on his lap, silently thanking the gods for his dark fur, just when he
had thought he had lived that night down someone in the clan brought it
up again. He was certain that it was an order from the elders that
wouldn't allow him to forget about the one time he got into that spiked
jungle juice with his old Australian biker friend.

> > From her position on the cough beside the Slayer, Willow was wondering
about the "Barbie" doll incident Buffy had told Megan about as part of
the "embarrassing Willow " tales the blonde had made up. She never
owned a Barbie in her life, aside from the one she used as a chew toy
when she was first teething. 'Frog fear?' she wondered arching one
eyebrow as the Slayer went into her tale of Willow's fear of frogs.
'She is enjoying herself way to much'; Willow's cat purred quietly,
planning her own little payback for the outlandish stories her life-mate
was making up about her. 'Frog fear indeed.'

Once the laughter died down from Willow's latest imagined exploit, Megan
turned serious, "So when are you two going to complete the ceremony?"
Grinning evilly at Willow's groan, 'she's a keeper Willow you have to
explain things to her', she thought.

"Ceremony?"

"Bonding ceremony", Willow said after a pause, "basically it makes us
life-mates."

"Life-mates? As in married... you and me?"

"Well there is a bit more involved, but yes that is pretty much the
basic idea", Marco said studying the two young women on the couch with
his yellow eyes. "You don't have to make any decisions now, but if you
two are going to keep doing the things you were doing earlier.... you
need to. " He advised gently reminding himself that Buffy was a sun
walker, a human, with different social and cultural values. To his
people what the two of them were doing earlier had already mated them,
the bonding ceremony just a formality to let the rest of the clan know
one of their own was taking a mate... and well it was also a good excuse
to throw a party.

"I need to go", Buffy said suddenly remembering that she still had
patrol.

"Of course, we are keeping you from your duties", Megan replied,
climbing off of her mate's lap. "Willow will show you out," she added
pointedly to the redhead.

Walking to the door with the Slayer, Willow tried to keep her emotions
under control, apart of her fearing that Buffy was about to walk out of
her life forever. "I'm sorry about that back there, I wanted to talk to
you about it privately", she began only to have her words cut off by a
pair of lips.

Buffy slipped her tongue into Willow's mouth effectively shutting her up
for a moment. "I'll be happy to marry you... or mate with you whatever
its called, bit give me a little time to get used to the idea first...
ok?"

"O-oh sure, whatever you want", Willow said absently, her thoughts
effectively shattered to the four corners of the universe at the moment.
It was only after Buffy had disappeared out the front door did the words
sink in. "YES!!" she roared doing a back flip.

End Parts 12-14.



Shadow -
Dir. of Pub. Safety of the SECLGA and Chief Dungeon Keeper.
Vampire Teddy Bear and Flying Fox {Fruit Bat} of the Woods Outback.
The Big Bad and Little Comma.