FIC: Militat Omnis Amans (Every Lover is a Warrior) Part 13c/14

["Beckett, Kevin" <kevin.beckett@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>]

Militat Omnis Amans (Every Lover is a Warrior) Part 13c/14
K. Beckett (c) 2000, with the exception of musical lyrics which are (c)
the individual artists / labels.

Disclaimers:
Buffy, Willow and all of the other characters and places from the show
are (c) to Joss Whedon, WB and Mutant Enemy etal. Everyone and everything
else is mine. None of my characters are meant to 
resemble anyone living, dead or un-dead, if you see yourself you are
looking way too hard.

Rating: R - for sexual acts between women and violence. If this offends
you, don't read.
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"Goddess, you are tense, aren't you."

"Lots on my mind."

"I've got a way to help you unwind."

"Do you now," said Willow as she turned in her lover's arms, -and what
would that be?-

-You know me better than that.-

-I do, but... just what did you have in that dirty mind of ours?- 

-I thought that you'd like a massage. I've got some nice oil to work
into your skin.-

-That is so tempting.-

-Then give in.-

-I think I will,- replied the arch-mage, as she began to trail 
her finger-tips along her lover's neck, -after all, who know 
where a massage might lead.-

"And you claim that I have a perverted mind. Now lets get naked, and
into bed."

"Goodie."

Within minutes Buffy was gently massaging her lover's back and 
shoulders.

"These muscles are all knotted up," she said. 

Buffy poured a little oil into her hands, and then rubbed them 
together to warm up the oil. She then began to work the oil into Willow's
muscles.

"That is so nice," said Willow, as she began to relax under the 
skilled hands of her spouse.

The knots and tension in Willow's back muscles began to dissolve as Buffy
continued with her massage. Once she had finished 
working on the shoulders Buffy then began to work her way down 
her lover's back, taking her time, and making sure to work each 
muscle group on the way. Willow continued her contented sighing at the
attention she was receiving and whimpered in objection 
when Buffy stopped for a moment.

"Turn over love."

"Mmmm. Do I have to?"

"Yes, sloth girl, you do."

Willow, reluctantly, turned over on the bed, and looked up at the deep
jade-green pools, which were her lover's eyes. Eyes that 
were currently boring holes into her skull.

"Know what you want, I do."

"Yes."

With that, Willow reached up and pulled Buffy down into a deep 
embrace, crushing Buffy against her body. She continued the 
kiss, as she began to move her hands along Buffy's back and 
sides. Reaching her lover's behind, she grasped each check, 
squeezed, and pushed upwards then pulled down, resulting in their pelvises
grinding into each other.

-Oh, yes,- exclaimed Buffy, as the sexual tension of the moment 
began to quicken her breath, and her heart rate.

-You like?-

-Just let me show you how much,- Buffy proceeded to snake one of her
hands down between their bodies, on a direct course for 
Willow's clit. Reaching her target, she grasped Willow's button between
her thumb and index finger and began to gently twist; 
while her forefinger flicked across the top of her lover's clit.

Willow, who had already been in a state of heightened excitement due
to the massage, began to buck and squirm, which had the 
result of grinding her leg even harder into Buffy's pelvis. This
simultaneous
grinding and manipulating had the desired result as both young women
exploded in orgasm. Pausing for a moment to 
admire her sweat covered spouse, Buffy then began to lick her way down
Willow's body, making sure to remove all beads of 
perspiration. She paid particular attention to Willow's engorged breasts,
first licking them clean, then gently sucking on each 
nipple, being rewarded with a taste of warm milk. 

"That tastes so good," Buffy commented, before continuing her 
slow, slow, oral journey towards her obvious goal. 

She traced long trails along Willow's stomach with her tongue, 
she teased Willow's bellybutton and she gently kissed each of the pale
stretch marks along her lover's abdomen, before gently 
prying Willow's legs apart. 

Moving between those legs, Buffy paused for a moment and said, "I see
that I have a lot of work to do here."

Buffy alternately, and slowly, licked along the insides of each 
of Willow's legs, moving ever closer to her lover's cleft. As 
she approached her goal, she began to gently nip at soft flesh at the
top of Willow's thighs, causing her spouse to gasp in 
pleasure with each bite. Finally, Buffy began her assault on the centre
of Willow's pleasure. She began with long licks, from the top of her
lover's slit, paying close attention to the little 
button, to the bottom, spending some time to run her tongue 
around the edge of Willow's vaginal opening. Buffy then 
alternated licks, with gentle bites, up and down Willow's sex, 
creating waves of pleasure and pain to course through her body. The
arch-mage began to buck in pleasure, trying to move her 
clitoris into Buffy's mouth, for direct stimulation from her 
lover's tongue and teeth.

-Please, please, please,- Willow whimpered in their mind, -this 
is so good. Don't stop.-

-Not planning to,- replied Buffy, as she grabbed one of Willow's inner
labia with her teeth, and bit gently on it, -now does that feel nice?-

Receiving only an incoherent whimper in reply, Buffy continued 
her lovemaking by running her tongue along the edge of the labia she
had between her teeth. She then used one hand to open the 
folds of her lover's cleft, before she plunged her tongue deep 
into Willow's vagina. As she orally assaulted Willow's love 
canal, Buffy began to rub Willow's clitoris in a circular 
pattern. Willow, already near the edge, was not able to hold out for
very long; within minutes she began to tremble, then her 
entire body stiffened as she climaxed. Buffy rode out her 
lover's climax, not stopping her oral, and physical lovemaking. Willow,
never dropped out of her peak, just as she began to relax from her orgasm,
Buffy's ministrations caused her to peak again. This continued for nearly
half an hour, as Buffy caused numerous waves of orgasmic pleasure to
course through Willow.

Later, after heartbeat had returned to near normal, Willow 
reached down and pulled her lover up from between her legs into 
an embrace.

Kissing her gently, and tasting herself on Buffy's lips and 
tongue, Willow said, <thank you. I would be lost without you.>

Buffy, snuggled deep in her spouse's arms, suddenly noticed that Willow
was weeping. Brushing away the tears, she said, "what's 
wrong. It wasn't that bad, was it?"

"It isn't you."

"Then what is it? You know that I'm always here for you."

"I miss them."

Understanding then came to the slayer. Willow was homesick. 
Stroking Willow's long red hair Buffy said softly, "I miss them 
too."

"It's just that it's been nearly a year now. Mom and Dad must be frantic
with worry, no matter what Giles and the others told 
them."

"It'll be ok, love. We will be home soon, and then we can 
explain everything. There will be a lot to explain, however."

"Your Mom will also be going nuts. Doesn't that worry you?"

"It does. But, I have put that, and everything else to do with 
my worries about getting home, into that little spot in my mind 
where I put the unthinkable. So it won't distract me."

"That's fine for you, lover, but what about me. I don't know if we will
even survive the winter, let alone ever get home again."

"We will survive; and we will get home. I have total faith in 
you and your abilities."

"That makes one of us then."

"Chill, Will. Don't get down on yourself. You will worry this 
to death, and that will only upset you more. Fate has put us in this
position, and you will get us out. Just remember what you 
have done already."

"Yeah, I got you, me and the cat stranded on a different world."

"You have also saved my life, come into your power, married me, 
impregnated two women, and produced a beautiful baby."

Willow sniffed back her tears, and said, "I suppose so."

"I know so. Now, lets dry your face, and get some sleep. If the twins
are up to their usual tricks, they will be looking for food in a couple
of hours or so."

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The next three weeks flew by, as Willow and the rest of her team prepared
for the anticipated return of Sonya, the slayers and any mages that
they had been able to find. They had not heard from 
the group since they had left; however, Willow was not worried. She
knew that the harsh January weather, combined with a war, 
would reduce the ability of Sonya to send anyone back with word 
on her progress. Nevertheless, everyone else did not share 
Willow's equanimity about the situation.

Willow, Buffy, Aiofe, Bridie and the babies were sitting before 
one of the fireplaces in the common room, enjoying a post-dinner drink.
Buffy, who had been agitating about the lack of news from Sonya all day,
continued her harangue by saying, "Damn it, Will, we have to know what
is happing. We don't have that much time 
until the date you told them to return by, and we've heard 
nothing from them."

"No news, could be good news," said Aiofe.

"No news could be they're dead news," retorted Buffy, leaping up from
the sofa where she had been sitting with Willow, and 
beginning to pace back and forth in front of the fire.

"Chill, Buff," said Willow, "I know you are woman of action, but, what
can I do. They are either on their way back, or not. Not 
much I can do to influence things one way or the other."

"But," said Buffy, as she ceased her pacing and returned to her 
seat, "oh, I don't know, it's just this feeling I've had all day, that
they are in trouble."

"Now that, love, is something we can deal with," said Willow, 
realizing as she got up from the sofa and began to walk towards 
her workroom that her lover may have been experiencing more than lack
of action jitters, "follow me ladies, and lets see if my 
spouse has 'seen' or is just being a nervous Nelly."

Shortly they had all convened in the workroom, everyone else 
sitting at the worktable while Willow busied herself by pulling 
various items out of cabinets and off of shelves.

"Now," she said, "I need you Buffy to give me a hand, and lets 
just try to figure out what's been bothering you all day, and if it has
its basis in reality, or in your imagination."

Buffy stood up and joined Willow at the far end of the worktable, where
she had laid out a bowl full of spring water, a brazier, a sharp knife,
some incense and a crystal. Willow lit the brazier, and dropped a cone
of incense into it, resulting in the scent of jasmine and lavender
permeating
throughout the room.

Willow turned to Buffy and said, "now love, I'm going to take a 
small amount of blood from you, and use it and the crystal to try to
see what you may have been foretelling in your subconscious, 
thus causing the agitation that you have been so pleasantly 
expressing all day."

Willow began by placing the crystal at the bottom of the bowl; 
she then said a few words, resulting in the water becoming 
cloudy, with a counter clockwise current swirling in the bowl. 
She then grasped Buffy's hand, and sliced along the palm. She 
then dribbled the blood that sprung up from the cut into the 
water; as each drop hit the water it swirled along with the 
current, and gradually cleared the water. Once the water had 
cleared completely, Willow stopped the blood flow from Buffy's 
hand.

"Now," said Willow, "lets see what we see."

Willow, closed her eyes, spread her hands over the bowl and began to
meditate. Aiofe and Bridie stood up and joined Buffy as the 
three of them watched the water carefully for any indication of 
success on Willow's part.

Within minutes, the water became opaque again, and began to swirl violently
in the bowl. Suddenly Willow clapped her hands and 
shouted, "ashlaghey ry-heet firriney!"

The result was instantaneous; the cloudy water immediately began to show
a picture. It was of a valley not far down the mountain, where it appeared
that a large force of demons, nearly a hundred, were attacking a small
group of humans. Willow stared at the 
vision, and caused it to focus in on the humans.

"Goddess," whispered Aiofe, when the faces of the humans became 
visible, "its Sonya and the others."

"I think you and Daithi are going for a trip, Buffy," said 
Willow, as she dismissed the vision in the bowl, "and I think you are
leaving in the morning."

"I think you're right," said the slayer, "I just hope I'll be in time."

"You will," replied Willow, "this is a vision of what is to come, not
what is or has happened. However, you don't have a lot of 
time."

"Come," said Bridie, "lets all to bed. We've an early start in 
the morning."

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The next morning, well before dawn, Willow, Bridie, Aiofe and the twins
had assembled in the common room to bid farewell to Buffy 
and Daithi.

"You all set," asked Willow, looking over her spouse and the 
Guards captain. Both were dressed in heavy winter clothing. 

"I feel like an Inuit," said Buffy, referring to her clothing. 

After eating a hasty breakfast, followed by an equally quick 
bath, Buffy had fed Faith before getting dressed for her 
expedition. Thin cotton underwear, covering her from neck to 
toes, was in turn covered by a set of wool clothing that also ran from
neck to ankles. A second layer of cotton clothing in turn, covered this
layer. Finally, Buffy had dressed in a thick hooded fur coat and pants,
both of which had the fur layer turned 
inwards; the furs had been bleached a camouflaging white. Over a second
pair of cotton socks Buffy wore a thick pair of waterproof leather boots,
which were laced up to mid calf. She had put on a wool balaclava, and
was carrying a second hat, which she would 
put on just before leaving. Her hands were already in her thin 
cotton gloves, she would wait until she left before putting on 
the thick fur mittens. 

"Let's cut this short," said Daithi, "Buffy and I are already 
getting overheated, we don't want to sweat too much before going out
into the cold."

"I agree," said the slayer, "now where is my darling, so I can 
give her a kiss goodbye?"

"Right here," said Bridie, holding up Faith, for a hug and kiss 
from her mother, "don't worry, she'll be fine."

"I know," said Buffy, holding back a tear. Looking down at the 
little girl in her arms she said," I will miss you sweetie. Be a good
girl, and I'll be back in four days or so."

As Buffy returned her daughter to Bridie, she said, "take care of her,
please."

"I will," replied Bridie.

Buffy then turned and embraced Willow in a bear hug. After a few minutes
she said, -take care love.-

-I will. Don't worry about me, just find Sonya and the others as fast
as you can.-

-That I will do. Do you realize that this is the first time 
we've been apart since last Christmas?-

-I do, and that doesn't make it any easier. Now, be careful, and don't
get into any needless fights now, please.-

-I won't.-

Buffy kissed her spouse, tousled her long red hair, and said, "be good.
I'll be back in five days, tops."

"I will. You two take care. No heroics, and get back as fast as you
can. We cannot afford to lose either of you. This morning's forecast,
if we can trust Frankel, said that we're going to have awful weather
for the next week, no snow but bitter cold."

"Lets hope that it'll slow the demons more than us, Willow," said Daithi,
as he gathered up his backpack and settled it onto his 
shoulders, "now, lets be off, we have a long walk before we can 
get to any shelter for tonight."

"You're right," said Buffy, also grabbing her pack and making her final
preparations, "lets go."

Buffy and Daithi then left the inn, opening the door to the 
remnants of the winter storm, which had struck overnight. 
Wearing their white clothing, it wasn't long before the snow 
whirling around the pre-dawn sky swallowed them.

Willow, Bridie and Aiofe watched from the door, braving the cold, until
they could no longer see either Buffy or Daithi. One by 
one they turned from the door, Willow being the last, and 
returned to the chairs before one of the fireplaces.

"That's that then," said Willow, she sipped from her mug of 
mulled cider and after a moment's pause continued, "I hate this." 

"What, love," asked Aiofe.

"Sending people into danger."

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In the demon lord's war room, things were getting tense for the 
various members of his command staff. It had been over three 
weeks, and the various groups of demon scouts had not yet found 
any sign of the slayer and her companions. The army that was 
waiting to strike was getting restless after weeks of inaction; 
things were beginning to come to the boil.

The master was sitting on his throne, surveying the work being 
performed by his subordinates and reading various dispatches, 
when one of his lieutenants approached him and bowed deeply. He looked
up from the dispatch he was reading and said, "yes? What is it?"

(Continued in part 13d)