Repost: [buffywantswillow] FF: Sappho?s Spell for Rachel

[Tracy Drake <wstepp@xxxxxxxxxx>]

Here it is.

From: Christeen Demons <Shyfox30@h...>
Date: Wed Mar 22, 2000 4:55pm
Subject: Repost: Sappho's spell


For those who missed it the first time, here it is.
Shyfox



Disclaimer: Characters, I donít own ëem. a guy named Joss
Whedon does. I
merely used them for my own enjoyment
and promise to return them none the worse for wear.

This is B/W fic, which means if the thought of Buffy and
Willow together
doesnít thrill you, then you probably wonít
like this story and should probably read a different one.
There is enough
Angel/Buffy fic out there. And probably
some Riley/Buffy stories by now.

Speaking of Riley, he doesnít exist in my Universe,
neither does the
Initiative. I find it more pleasant that way.


Sapphoís Spell
by
Shyfox


Buffy was exercising when Willow came into their shared
dorm room. She had
music playing, full blare, and it was all Willow could do
to keep from
walking back out. ìHey!î She called out, over the blaring
of the CD
player. ìCan I turn this down?î

Buffy, finally noticing Willow standing there, nodded her
head as she
continued her fighting moves. Willow noticed a package
wrapped in brown
paper on her bed and walked over to it. ìHey, what's
this?î Willow asked.

ìDonít know.î Buffy grunted. ìIt came for you today.î
Sweat was pouring
off of the Slayerís face and Willow tried not to notice
how beautiful she
was. Buffy wiped her face with the towel she kept handy
for just an
occasion, and went to sit on her bed. ìAre you going to
open it, or just
look at it for the rest of the night?î Buffy asked,
impatient to see what
it was. Her
curiosity had been eating at her all through her work out,
and now she
couldnít wait for Willow to tear into the package.

Willow spared her best friend an appraising look, then
smirked at her.
ìDying of curiosity, arenít you?î She asked. She knew her
friend so well.

ìWill! Would you just open it?!î Buffy asked, exasperated.
Though her
excited smile took the sting out of her words.

Willow chuckled, then opened the package, finding a dusty
old tome inside.
ìOh!î Willow gasped, excited. ìItís the spell book my
friend said he was
going to send me.î Willow couldnít wait to start shuffling
through the
pages, looking for interesting spells that she wanted to
try.

ìThatís great, Will.î Buffy said, smiling. Now that her
curiosity was
sated she could get back to her exercising. ìHave fun.î
She murmured,
knowing Willow probably wouldnít poke her head out of the
book for a couple
of hours at least.

ìUh huh.î Willow muttered, already lost in reading the
spells in the book.
Buffy went over the closet door and started doing chin-ups
on the frame.
ëShe gets so excited over those
spells.í Buffy thought, shaking her head and chuckling.

Meanwhile, Willow was turning the pages of the book,
reading the names of
the spells on each one when one of them caught her eye. It
was titled,
ëTrue Loveís Touch.í and the witch that had written the
spell had signed her
name underneath the title along with a dedication.
ëSapphoí, Willow thought
to herself. ëNow thereís an unusual name.í She vaguely
remembered a lesson
in a history class she had taken about a poet in Ancient
Greece with the
name of Sappho, but she didnít remember all that had been
said about her.
She had been paying too much attention to Xander and
Buffy, who had been
goofing off that day because they were bored. But it
struck her
odd that a witch had the same name of the ancient poet,
and it filled her
with curiosity to see what the spell was about. But first
she read the
Dedication. Twice.

~To the Warrior and follower, may your threads never be
cut.

Willow thought the Dedication was rather odd, and she
didnít know what it
meant, but it struck her curiosity, so she decided to read
the spell to see
if she could decipher the meaning behind the words. By the
time she
finished the page the spell was cast.



ìBuffy.î Buffy heard her name being said, while she was in
the middle of
pulling her chin over the door, and she paused confused.
She didnít think
Willow would be done reading so
quickly, and she turned her head a fraction of an inch to
see if she could
locate her friend out of the corner of her eye. Not being
able to locate
her, Buffy sighed and dropped to the floor, before
she turned around to look at Willow. Willow had the
strangest look on her
face, Buffy noticed, and it made her pause before her
concern took over.
ìHey, are you okay? You look a little...î She stopped,
trying to find the
right word to describe the way her best friend was looking
at her.

ìIím fine.î Willow said smiling, her eyes glowing
dangerously. ìWhy do
you ask?î She asked, as she inched closer to her friend,
who was standing
stock still beside the closet door.

Buffy gulped, and tried to fight down this irrational urge
to run she was
having. This was Willow. Her best friend. Not some hungry
beast who was
about to devour her. Although....at the
moment, Willow did have a faint resemblance to a lion, a
tiger, or a
bear...oh my. Buffy backed up with each step that Willow
advanced until she
found herself against the wall, looking anxiously
for any avenue of escape.

ìWhatís wrong?î Willow asked, her eyebrows raising
innocently, although
her bright green eyes told a different story. ìIs the big
bad slayer scared
of itty, bitty, little me?î A wicked smile played around
the corners of
Willowís mouth as the amusement of stalking the slayer
played across her
face.

Buffy gulped...hard. ìUm, Of course not. I was just
wondering what spell
you must have been reading to work yourself up like this.î
Buffy said,
trying to find the reason behind her
friendís strange behavior.

ìIím not worked up.î Willow denied innocently, as she was
a hairís breadth
away from the Slayer. ìYet.î Willow whispered, before
lunging forward and
seizing control of Buffyís mouth with her own. Buffy
whimpered as she found
herself pushed back into the wall and her mouth being
completely ravished by
her best friend. Buffy tried hard to protest, but it was
pretty hard to
speak with her best friendís tongue in her mouth. All she
could make out
were at first
moans of surprise and protest which turned after a short
while into
unwilling moans of pleasure. She tried to control the
animal attraction that
was breaking down every door in her mind as it tried
to get her to take matters into her own hands. She
rationally tried to
explain to the animal that this was her best friend whose
lips were
devouring and nibbling on hers, and whose hands
were....never mind, donít go
there, she warned her mind as her body felt exactly where
Willowís hands
were. Her friend obviously was under a spell of some kind
and had no idea
what she was doing. And if she let her desire get the
better of her, she
was sure sheíd regret it in the morning. She was about to
rationally and
sanely restrain Willow, when Willow not so innocently
tweaked one of her
nipples while simultaneously rubbing her hip across the
crotch of the
slayerís shorts, and she nipped at the Slayerís ear.

ìOh God!î Buffy cried an urgent prayer as her animal broke
free of itís
cage and went roaring through her body, sending every
fiber of her being
into an instant rage of desire. ìGod.î
She got out again through gritted teeth, as she grabbed a
hold of her
friendís body and pulled her to her, feeling every inch of
her body pressed
tightly against her. ìWill.î Buffy breathed hotly, as
she ran her hands up and down her friendís body, feeling
every soft curve.
Willow whimpered helplessly, as she felt Buffy taking over
her role of
control. She wanted Buffy to take control of her. Needed
it as if her life
depended on it.

Buffy felt the urgency in her friend, and with negligent
strength, picked
up her friend carrying her to the nearby bed. She placed
Willow on the bed,
then looked down at her with glowing eyes, seeing the
returning heat in
Willowís gaze as Buffy quickly shed her shorts and T-shirt
nearly tearing
them in the process. She felt Willowís appreciative stare
as she shed her
clothes, then returned the look when she removed Willowís
shirt and skirt,
as well as everything underneath. ìYouíre so beautiful.î
Buffy breathed,
staring at Willowís newly revealed body. Willow allowed
her to look her
fill, only starting to whimper when Buffy stood there too
long.

Buffy saw the need in her friendís eyes, and climbed
slowly onto the bed,
settling her weight carefully on top of her friend. Her
eyes closed at the
blissful merging of soft skin, and she
forgot to breathe for a second as she took the sensation
in. She felt
Willowís hands starting to wander across her back and
opened her eyes to
look into the desire filled green eyes below her. ìI love
you.î Buffy
whispered, lowering her head to bring their lips together,
the heat in their
kiss nearly searing her nerve endings. Buffy sank into the
passion the kiss
evoked, feeling Willowís
hands everywhere. She took the kiss downward, spreading
kisses over
Willowís chin and neck, then further down into the V of
Willowís throat,
sucking and nibbling on the tender skin until it formed a
satisfying mark.

Willow was mindless with passion, wriggling under the
sensations that Buffy
evoked with her mouth and hands. She wrapped her legs
around the swaying
Slayerís hips, anchoring herself
to the passionate Slayer as she took them both for a ride.

Buffy could feel her temperature rising, her body changing
as something
strange and mysterious built up inside of her. Buffy had
made love before,
but it had never felt as all consuming and powerful as
this did. The very
feel of Willow underneath her took her to places she had
never known, and
sent her desire soaring to an all time high. Buffy was
about to go over the
edge, when all of her nerve endings went into sudden shock
as she was hit
with what felt like a lightning bolt of pleasure, starting
at the base of
her spine and searing outward to every limb. ìWillow!î
Buffy screamed, as
she felt the excess electricity swimming through her blood
stream
and electrifying every ion and particle. It dispersed
throughout every part
of her body, then gathered again in her center, building
up slowly to full
force. Buffy felt the pleasure build until
she thought she would go insane from the sheer force of
it. Until it
finally exploded from Buffyís body, like a bullet from a
gun, and entered
Willowís body by the merging of their thrusting hips.
They both cried out at the sensation, Willowís eyes nearly
rolling up into
the top of her head at the intensity of the sensation.
Like it had in
Buffyís body, it dispersed into every region of Willowís
body, but unlike in the Slayerís body, it merged with
every cell of the
Wiccaís being, before drawing all of itís energy into her
center. Instead
of building again, it stayed in Willowís center
with a dull ache, until Buffyís thrusting body forced them
both over the
edge and it mingled with their converging essences. It
quietly settled into
the center of Willowís core as they both passed
out from the mind blowing orgasm.



Sunlight played across the bed, sneaking across two forms
that lay very
still, and very close. It slipped up one of their faces,
to play across the
personís freckled cheeks and nose
coming to rest on their eyelids. Green eyes blinked open,
the ray of sun
making them appear dazzling in the early morning light if
anyone had been
awake to see them, and a hand brushed red hair out of her
eyes. The sun
played havoc on her senses, and she blinked away a wave of
pain and
dizziness. ìOh, my head.î Willow groaned, shutting her
eyes tight. If she
had ever had a hangover she supposed this is how it would
feel. Willow
gradually became aware of things that
were out of the usual order when she woke up in the
morning. For one, the
wall that she usually faced when she lay in bed was too
close. She could
feel that she was naked under the covers, she
usually wore a nightgown to bed. And then, there was the
little matter of
the arm that was thrown around her side and the hand that
was lightly
resting on her chest. She had no idea who the arm
belonged to, and no memory of how she wound up in bed with
the person. The
last thing she remembered was coming back to the dorm room
after classes and
finding the spell book. Everything after that was a total
blank, though she
suspected that things probably had gotten a little
interesting after that,
seeing as how she had ended up in bed with somebody.

She looked down at the hand on her chest, startled to
notice that it looked
kind of familiar. A vague picture of a person was starting
to form in her
mind when she heard the person moan in
their sleep, and felt the person shift more tightly around
her. The picture
in her mind cleared up instantly into the face of her best
friend, Buffy
Summers. OhmygodwhathaveIdone? Willow had
time to think to herself, before she heard Buffy murmuring
again, starting
to wake up. She forced herself not to panic as she felt
the hand on her
chest starting to move pulling her closer into a
tighter embrace.

Buffy awoke gradually, her senses coming one at a time. At
first all she
could do was feel. She felt her nakedness pressed up
against Willowís back,
her arm draped around Willowís
side, gently resting on Willowís soft skin. She felt
Willowís hair against
her face where she had rested her head against the back of
Willowís neck.
Then she heard Willowís breaths going in and
out, a comforting sound in the early morning hour. She
smelled the fresh
scent of Willowís shampoo, mixed with the subtle aroma of
the love they had
made. It brought back pleasant memories of last night, and
a smile graced
Buffyís lips before she opened her eyes, her arms
tightening her hold on her new lover.

ìMmmm, morning.î Buffy sighed, kissing the back of
Willowís neck. Willow
stared at the wall, her eyes wide, not knowing quite what
to do. Obviously,
her suspicions had been
correct, but how did she go about telling Buffy that she
had no memory of
what happened last night?

Not receiving an answer, Buffy at first thought that
Willow was asleep.
But then she noticed that Willowís body was too tense to
be asleep. ìWill?
Are you awake?î Buffy asked in a whisper. She didnít want
to wake her if
she really was asleep. She heard Willow sigh deeply, but
she didnít turn
around and she seemed to get more tense if that were
possible. ìAre you
Ok?î Buffy asked, a slight quiver of trepidation in her
voice. She had a
slew of bad morning after experiences. She really didnít
want this morning
to be another one. She hoped that Willow would be okay
with what they had
done last night, but Willowís silence was making her
worry.

Willow finally decided that she had to face Buffy. She
couldnít be a
coward and hide, not when Buffy sounded so worried.
Turning around in
Buffyís arms, she gave her friend a hesitant smile.
ìMorning.î Buffy
smiled in relief when she saw her friend smile at her. She
gently traced a
finger down Willowís cheek and smiled when Willow closed
her eyes and leaned
her cheek into the touch.

ìI guess we had quite a night last night, huh?î Willow
asked, her smile
flickering briefly as she searched her blank memory.

Buffy smiled. ìYeah. You could say that.î Buffy sighed,
kissing Willowís
lips gently. ìYou were incredible.î Buffy beamed.

ìI was?î Willow asked, incredulously. Why couldnít she
remember?! The
most memorable night of her life and she couldnít
remember. It was so
unfair.

ìThe best.î Buffy confirmed, kissing her again, longer
this time. When
she finally pulled back, Willow sighed unhappily. ìI wish
I could remember
that.î She whispered, then closed her
eyes in dismay as the sentence registered to the Slayer.

ìY-you mean you donít?î The slayer stuttered. ìOf course
she doesnít.
She was under a spell, you dope.î Buffy started
castigating herself.

ìA spell?î Willow asked, both eyebrows shot into her
hairline.

Buffy didnít notice Willowís question continuing to berate
herself and
fate. ìGreat, I finally get to make love to her and she
doesnít even get to
remember it.î Buffy muttered bitterly,
sitting up and wrapping her arms around her knees.

ìWhat spell?!î Willow asked, clearly confused. ìA spell
from the book?î
Willow asked.

ìHuh?î Buffy asked, clearly lost in her own world of
misery. ìYeah, I
guess. All I know is you were reading that spell book of
yours that you got
yesterday while I was exercising.
The next thing I know, youíre coming onto me like thereís
no tomorrow. I
tried to resist Will, I really did, but Iíve wanted you
for so long, and you
kept touching me, and I really thought that
you would at least remember it.î Buffy complained, going
off on a tangent.

Finally, some of what Buffy said got past Willowís
wondering about the
spell and registered on her brain. ìWait a minute. Did you
say that you
finally got to make love to me? How long have you wanted
me Buffy?î Willow
asked gently, staring intently into Buffyís
beautiful blue eyes.

Buffy looked at Willow for a long moment. Then she
shrugged. What the
heck, she had already done the worst possible thing she
could think of to
ruin their friendship and Willow was
still here. Maybe she had a chance after all. ìYou
remember that day at
SunnyDale High when you were sitting on the bench and I
came up to you and
asked if youíd help me with my home
work?î

Willow blinked. ìOf course I do Buffy, that was the first
day we met. How
could I forget? I kept trying to warn you away from the
school nerd
and....wait a minute. Are you saying you wanted me from
the first day we
met!î Willow asked, her eyes wide.

Buffy shrugged, half embarrassed. ìYup.î

Willow shook her head in disbelief. ìWell, why didnít you
ever say
anything?î

ìDo the words, ëIím so in love with Xander Harris but he
doesnít even know
Iím alive except as a friend.í ring a bell?î Buffy asked,
gently tweaking
her friend. Willow nodded turning
red from embarrassment. ìBesides, I didnít want to scare
you off by saying
I wanted to jump your bones.î Buffy teased gently.

Willow laughed outright at that. Buffy giggled too, she
loved to see
Willow laugh. ìOkay, I understand that. But what about
after that?î

ìWell, there was always one thing or another coming
between us...and I
didnít want to lose your friendship. Iíve never had a
friend as a good as
you, Will. I always want you in my
life.î Buffy said quietly.

Willow sobered at that. She gently took Buffyís hand in
hers, intertwining
their fingers together. ìI will always be here, Buffy.î
She tugged her
friend down into a hug and they lay
there quietly for a few minutes. ìYou know...thereís just
one thing that I
regret.î Willow said finally.

ìWhatís that?î Buffy asked, cautiously.

ìI wish I remembered last night. I bet it was great.î
Willow said, shyly,
a little embarrassed at her boldness.

ìIt was better than great.î Buffy confirmed, staring into
Willowís bright
green eyes. A germ of an idea started in the back of her
mind, causing
Buffy to smile a little. ìYou know, I canít make you
remember last night.
But thereís nothing that says I canít try to recreate it
for you.î Buffy
smiled.

Willowís smile transformed slowly from embarrassed to
passionate. ìDo you
want to?î

Buffy looked Willowís body up and down, recalling it all
from memory. ìOh
yeah, I definitely want to.î Buffy said, her voice husky
with passion.
Willow shivered at the tone, a thrill of passion kindling
inside her, as
Buffy leaned down and showed her just how much she wanted
to.



The End(till next time)

--
Tracy Drake
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"Seduce my mind, and you can have my body. Find my soul, and I'm yours
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