FIC: Aspects of Buffy Pt.2/?

["montevallo64" <montevallo64@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

Pt.2
DISCLAIMERS: I so used lines from the episode "Earshot" but I don't 
own them. Joss and Mutant Enemy do.

AUTHORS NOTES: Mucho thanks to Dan :) Guys, if you like a part of 
this update it's probably do to Dan. Thank you for all your help 
dude!


Aspects of Buffy

Pt.2

Buffy climbed in her window, almost falling out because she was still 
scratching her hand.

"Slayer pancakes are not on the menu."  

Buffy brushed the leftover dust from her pants on to the floor.  

[You'd think that with all the extra dust from the vampires that I 
would at least sneeze more often. Maybe there's some kind of slayer 
gene or something.]

Buffy paused mid ramble staring at her image in the mirror.

"Now I'm even thinking like her." The blonde sat down and began to 
brush her hair.

[Willow. Would she even want to hang with me when I become part 
demon? Am I still going to look human?]

Buffy set the brush down on the vanity.

[What happens if I don't have a mouth? Or no hair?]

Buffy hopped up from her chair, grabbing the telephone as she plopped 
down on her bed.

"Ech!" Buffy frowned at the dust spots now covering her 
bedspread. "At least the covers were pulled up."

Buffy dialed a number she knew by heart, only to get a busy signal.

[Probably talking to Oz. About the game. That everyone of the non-
Buffy sort went to.]

Buffy sighed, slowly undressing herself, until she was left with only 
her undergarments.  

"Why not? It's not like anyone is going to see me." Buffy peeled 
off her undergarments, tossing them into the corner of her room.  

~Ring! Ring!~

Buffy snatched the phone up from her bedside table before the noise 
could wake her mother.

"Hello?"

"Hey Buffy!" The slayer's heart rate sped up.

"Will." A smile replaced the frown that had plagued Buffy most of the 
day.

"How was patrol? No more nasty demon I hope." Buffy laid back down 
on her bed, after pulling her comforter from the bed.

"Nope. There was no run-ins of the demon persuasion."

"So did you have a chance to talk with Angel about the Faith-thing?"  
Buffy groaned, having forgot completely about Angel.

"Are you all right Buff? Because if you are hurt I could come over 
and-"

"I'm fine Will. Just tired. What's up with you switching the 
topics? Did something happen that you don't want to tell me about?"

The line was silent for a second.

"Will?" Buffy sat up. Instantly concerned by the lack of noise 
coming from the phone line.

[A demon has her or-]

"I couldn't find anything out about what part of the demon you might 
be getting."

[She's okay.] Buffy felt her pulse slow, not quite enough to be 
normal, because hey!! she's talking to Willow.

"That's okay Will, I meant to tell that Giles had said he didn't 
know, but I forgot."  

[Yeah, I started staring at your beautiful eyes today and poof! Went 
the Buffy thoughts.]

"That's what he said. I did some research on the net, just incase, 
but I got zippo."

[She still searched anyway! How sweet is that?!]

"Thanks Willow."

Buffy paused wanting to confess her feelings to Willow.

[I need to tell her. What if I turn all psycho demon and they have 
to kill me? Or again there's the `no mouth'. She has to know how I 
feel about her.]

"Willow I need to tell your something important. Because I might, you 
know&."

"Nothing is going to happen. You'll get a cool demon power I'm 
sure. So don't say- don't say goodbye."

"I love you."

"Definitely wasn't goodbye.&I love you, Buffy. Goodnight."

"Night, Will."
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Buffy pressed her lips closer into the redheads. A moan, but neither 
could tell who it was. Buffy pulled Willow closer to her, trying to 
pull the redhead into her being. Buffy broke the kiss.  

"I love you. More than you'll ever know." 

Willow leaned up bringing their lips back together in a fierce kiss.  

"I'm yours."  

Buffy pushed Willow back into the bed, straddling the girl's waist.  

"Mine." Buffy brought her head down to Willow's collarbone, nipping 
at the milky skin.

"Buffy!" The slayer's hands moved deftly down the writhing body 
beneath her.  

"Tell me how much." Buffy let her nails trace a simple "x" over 
Willow's inner thighs. "Tell me." Willow gasped for breath, her 
eyes pleading for Buffy to move her hand.  

"Always." Buffy pushed two fingers into Willow, causing the redhead 
to shout out in pleasure.

"Again." Buffy said, flicking her thumb over Willow's clit.  

"Al-Oh my god!" Buffy felt Willow's inner muscles tighten around her 
fingers as she came. Buffy kissed Willow's forehead, trailing kisses 
on the redhead face until she reached Willow's mouth.  

"Always." Buffy then kissed Willow, switching their places on the 
bed. Willow's hands went straight for her breasts, and then-


~Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!~


Buffy's hand shot out and smashed her alarm clock.

"Five more minutes! Is that too much to ask?!"

[Guess I'll just have to finish it myself.]

Buffy's hands quickly made their way down to- Buffy's eyes flew open 
as her hand grabbed something hard.

"You have got to be kidding me!"

[That's it! I'm still asleep! Yep. Come on alarm clock ring again!]

Buffy pulled up her covers, looking down.

[That ~so~ needs to be a dream!]

"Buffy! Time to get up!"

"I am."

[In more than one way.]
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Willow listened as Xander and Oz talked excitedly about the game from 
the night before.  

[It's more of a `Xander go on and on about Hogan' than a `Oz talk 
excitedly' conversation.]

Still it seemed to be the thing to talk about, and Willow could use 
something to take her mind off of Buffy's declaration of love from 
last night.

[Not love per se, just that she loves me. And this is why I need to 
join the convo about the game.]

"Could you believe it? Right at the buzzer! Three points for the 
win!" Willow looked to Xander and Oz for a response.

"It was intense." The group entered the lounge of Sunnydale High.

"Yeah, for a minute there, I thought you were gonna make an 
expression." Willow rolled her eyes at Xander's antics.

"I felt one coming on, I won't lie." The guys sat down, Willow 
sitting next to Oz.  

[Can they be more& at least Buffy would- Okay thinking naughty 
thoughts is not going to take your mind off of Buffy, so Rosenberg, 
let's give it the `old college try'!]

"Man, I've never seen anyone jump like Hogan Martin... they should 
call him... "the jumper"!" Willow frowned at the dirty look Xander 
gave her.

"Or a name that *isn't* an article of women's clothing... Hey! 
Remember when the..."

"Xander, shhhhh!"  

"Okay someone want to tell me when the lounge turned into the 
library?" Willow ignored her longtime bestfriend's dig, entranced by 
the jean-clad figure before her.

"Hey Buff!" Willow smiled and waved. A round of `hellos' followed 
from the guys.

"So."  

"Yeah."

Buffy sighed at her friend's attempts.

"I take it we won then?"

"Yeah. No big deal. Not like you and patrol." Willow trailed off 
realizing how lame that sounded.

[Damn! Look at Willow in those jeans, and that shirt makes her 
breasts- Whoa!]

Buffy shifted her notebook so that it covered her now hard cock.

"Why don't you sit down?" Willow got up and slightly dragged Buffy 
over to a couch. "Take a load off and you can fill us in on patrol."

[Please stop with the touching! No wonder Xander can't ever complete 
his sentences!]  

"Uh- w-why don't you tell me about the game?"

[Cuz I'm getting no blood to my brain right now. Is she ever going 
to let me go?!]

No sooner had Buffy thought it Willow let go of her arm, then sat 
down on Buffy's knees.

"It was okay." Willow then shifted and sat directly on Buffy's lap.

[Oh god, kill me now.]

"Yeah...tall hoops, but then tall guys.. What's the point, huh?" 
Xander chuckled. 

Buffy tuned the others out, trying to convince herself to think of 
anything else other than the fact that Willow was sitting on top of 
her.

Oz schooled his face into one of neutrality. "Pretty dull."   

Willow wiggled on top of Buffy. Each move a jolt of electricity to 
Buffy's groin.

[I do not want to drag her off and make love to her in the bathroom.  
I do not want to drag her off and-]

Willow angled her body closer to Buffy's, driving the blonde crazy as 
her scent settled around the two of them.

"Jeez Buffy what do you&."

Buffy cringed as Willow's face flooded with knowledge. Neither of 
their companions noticed as Cordelia Chase made her presence known.

"Are you guys crazy?? It was an incredible game!"  

"S-should I get up?" Willow whispered as covertly as possible to 
Buffy.

"I've never cheered so hard in my life! I *still* have knee-marks on 
my back!" Cordelia looked at the two faces before her noticing their 
grins.

"No. Then everyone will notice. Just stop wiggling." Willow 
instantly stilled.

"From the pyramid?? Uhh!!" Cordelia stormed off, rejoining 
her "cooler" friends mumbling about `boys' and their `hormones'. 

"So how was patrol last night, Buff?" Xander and Oz turned their 
attention back to Buffy and Willow.

Willow felt Buffy tense, and deciding to help her friend out, so she 
answered.

"Typical. Not very demon-y. No demons some might say, someone like 
Buffy."

"Okay. Since when have you started talking for Buffy, Wills? And 
why are you sitting in her lap?"

"Hey! I'll have you know we sit in each others laps all the time!"  
Xander raised his eyebrows. "Oh! Not like that! Friend like."  
Willow started to get up, but strong, slender arms reached for her 
hips and held her down.

The bell rang and Xander rushed away to his next class.

"You should come to the Bronze tonight, the band's playing." Oz 
stood up and walked over to the two girls.

"I have a lot of homework to do tonight. But I'll try." Willow 
smiled, but made no moves to get up.

"Well I'll see you later than." Oz leaned down to kiss her, however 
at the last second Willow turned her head so Oz ended up kissing her 
cheek. Oz walked off confused by something that was tugging on the 
back of his mind.

"So."

Willow turned again in Buffy's lap so she was facing the blonde.

"Found your aspect." Willow looked at Buffy, her face screwed 
up. "Oh I'm sorry did I hurt you when I-"

"No! That was ~so~ not painful."

"Good." Buffy's eyes widened. "That I didn't hurt you. Down 
there." 

"We'll just wait till the late bell has rang, then we'll head for the 
library. See if Giles kind find a way to fix it."

"Okay."

[She's always there for me. What did I do to deserve her?]

"Why are you?"

"Hard?" Willow blushed and shook her head yes.

"Do you really want to know?" Another nod.

"I love you, so don't freak when I tell you."

"Buffy, I love you too."

"Your shirt, more specifically your breasts. And it was starting to 
go down, but then you touched me."

Willow gasped.

"You mean because of me?"

"Yes. God, Will you're so beautiful. You wouldn't believe how much 
torture it is to have you on me. I just want to grab your hips, you 
bearing down until&" 

The late bell rang cutting Buffy off. The lounge was filled alone 
with their fast breaths.

"We, we should go see Giles now." Willow jumped up off of Buffy's 
lap.


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tbc :)