ff:Coloring

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Title: Coloring
Disclaimer: All BTVS characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
Summary: Set in the Willow Rosenberg CIA universe. Willow develops a naughty
habit Buffy needs to fit. 
Feedback: YES, HELP! Need direction, love and encouragement or the name of a
good therapist. And, I already know I suck big time at spelling, grammar as
well as the English Language in general
Rating: NC-17 Smut Alert. YES, THIS IS NOTHING BUT FLUFF TYPE SMUT. 
Thanks: Major huge thanks to Cheryl Hill.

Coloring

Dr. Willow Rosenberg was tired. She'd had a rough day at the office. Seven
autopsies, all on teenagers. Her work at the CIA/FBI offices was never easy.
She often saw things that gave her nightmares. She hoped that today's faces
wouldn't add to her sleeplessness. Trying to shake off her melancholy she
closed her eyes and stood still for a minute. Then she opened the front
door. Since Buffy didn't greet her wearing a saran-wrap she figured it was
safe to go in. 

Tossing her briefcase on the couch she walked in the door and flopped down
in her favorite chair. Please let us have one night of peace and quiet. No
Xander and Amy or Faith please, Willow prayed. She just wanted a quiet night
at home with her wife. Then she looked up, no Buffy. Willow just sighed
figuring Buffy was slaying somewhere in town. "And I wanted a back rub."
Willow said to the empty room.

"I want to be fucked by the Denver Bronco's in alphabetical order, not going
to happen though now is it?" Faith said from behind her.

"Great" Willow replied to her half-sister. That was still hard to figure out
but she excepted her relationship with Faith. Tolerated it was more
accurate.

"What I don't get a hug?" Faith said with a laugh.

"Not tonight, where is Buffy?"

"In the basement coloring." Faith replied.

"Did you say coloring?" Willow asked

"Yes we have been coloring all afternoon. Just don't take the Mickey Mouse
coloring book or the X-man one she gets real cranky." Faith replied.

"What are you talking about?"

"You'll have to see this for yourself, Sis."

"Fine" Willow said and stood up. She stomped down the stairs to the
basement. Buffy was in the middle of the floor on her stomach coloring in a
coloring book.

"Buffy what are you doing?"

"Coloring. Faith keeps stealing my blue crayon though." Buffy said in a
childish voice.

"Faith what happened?" Willow demanded.

"Demon Spell, Giles says it will wear off in a few hours."

"In the meantime?" Willow almost shouted.

"In the meantime you can color with her. I am done. Besides I hear the
Bronco's are in town to play the Rams." Faith replied and ran for the door.

"Great." Willow said stomping her feet. She then called Giles who confirmed
what Faith had said only he used a lot more words. In the next few hours the
spell would wear off and Buffy would be back to normal.

Willow made them both dinner and then cleared up the meal. Buffy sat quietly
at the table coloring. Finally Willow sat down next to her wife and started
coloring herself. Oddly she found she liked it. It was peaceful and the
tension she felt in her back and shoulders left her body.

Buffy returned to normal the next day. And Willow returned to work. But the
tension and headache also returned. That night when she came home she found
a note from Buffy that she and Faith had gone off to slay something or the
other. 

Then Willow came across the coloring book. The next thing she knew she was
coloring again. And that was how it started. She began hiding her crayons
and coloring books in her briefcase. Sneaking them out at the office or when
Buffy was out slaying. Some how the simple act of coloring was making her
feel better. Still she couldn't let anyone see her coloring. She was a
doctor. A member of the CIA. They just didn't sit around coloring. But she
also couldn't seem to help herself either. She was sneaking into stores to
buy new coloring books. Lying to the clerks about who they were for, she was
a lousy liar. Yet coloring made her feel better.

Buffy had found the crayons and books in Willows bag. She had come home a
couple of times and peeked in on Willow coloring. She would have said
something but Willow was clearly hiding this habit from her. "At least it's
not drugs." She said to herself. But it made the slayer angry. They had been
through how much together, the end of the world, Madonna's last album, Faith
being her sister. Why couldn't Willow tell her about this? Buffy felt hurt.
She also felt the need to be punished. It had been a long time since Willow
had tied her up and spanked her. They hadn't been to the Franks grave for
naughtiness in three months. Buffy could live with Willow being a secret
crayon addict but there was no way she was going to live without kinky sex.
Willow was just going to have to deal with this, Buffy concluded.

"It's bad enough she joined that PET-R -TV group." The slayer announced to
the empty house. "People for the ethical treatment of REALLY annoying TV
characters. What nutcase thought that up anyway? Probably some SHADOW demon
or Fruit bat or something." Buffy ranted as she continued to build up her
anger. "No she is just going to have to get this coloring book thing out of
her system so we can get back to some really good sex. I mean when was the
last time she whipped my ass red? When was the last time she did that really
naughty thing with toothpaste and bowling shoes? I can't even remember the
last threesome or foursome we had." Buffy was building herself into a really
good rant. "Chains, she hasn't used chains or whips in months. If she thinks
she can just stop loving me, well Dr. Willow Rosenberg of the CIA you have
another thing coming. Coloring books my ass! She is so getting over this!"
Buffy said as she walked out of the door to go find Kir.

Kir was sitting in the back of a car in the parking lot of West Hollywood
High. She was 'in the office' as it was. She was undercover at the High
School sitting in the car smoking weed with a bunch of students who were
ditching class. The life of an undercover narc. cop was not always fun and
games; sometimes it was smoking and getting stoned. Only Kir was an elf and
they don't really get that stoned. 

Buffy flung open the door. Reached in and grabbed Kir with one hand pulling
her out of the car. "Willow is addicted to Coloring and I have got to stop
her." The insane slayer screamed at her friend.

"Dude I want what ever she is on." One of the kids in the car said.

"What do you mean addicted to coloring?" Kir asked confusion in her eyes. 

"She would rather sneak around and color than fuck me! I am not that ugly. I
think I am pretty fuckable. She can't be that bored of our marriage yet can
she?" Buffy cried and pouted.

"Even if I had a clue what the hell you are talking about what do you expect
me to do about it?"

"Help me."

"Again how?"

"Think of some evil plan to punish her for coloring."

"Oh you want a threesome why didn't you just ask?" Kir replied still not
sure what the coloring part was all about.

"Threesome good idea, but we still need to punish her."

"For coloring?" Kir asked as she followed Buffy. She would have followed
Buffy to hell if it meant a threesome with Willow and Buffy.

"Yeah, lets go shopping."

Willow Rosenberg was just about to open her front door when she was grabbed
and pulled into the house. Before she could get her bearings she was
confronted with a room full of her secret coloring books. Every page neatly
laid out on display. 

"What do you have to say for yourself?" Buffy said crossing her arms and
giving her the look that made demons tremble. 

"About?" Willow asked looking at her coloring masterpieces displayed in the
room. 

"Coloring and don't you even think about lying to me Will." Buffy said still
angry. 

Willow looked around the room then at the elf. "What the hell is she talking
about Kir.

"I haven't a clue, but she promised me a threesome." The elf whispered back
happily bouncing up and down. Elves tend to bounce a lot when they are
existed. 

"I know you have been coloring in secret. I've seen you hiding your crayons
in your briefcase. Don't you even try and deny it." Buffy ranted.

"Ok so I have been coloring. It relaxes me. I know it's juvenile but so what
Buffy this is not the end of the world. We have both been there done that."
Willow asked wondering what the hell was wrong with her wife.

"Well no more, you are going to be cured. And you are going to be cured
tonight." Buffy announced.

Willow whispered to Kir. "The cure involves sex right?" 

"I think you will like most of it."

"If there is a threesome involved you would say anything." Willow replied to
the elf.

"I know I am such a whore. But look at her. You are going to get laid, you
can see it in her eyes." Kir said grabbing Willows arms. 

"Can I get undressed first. I like this outfit." Something told her the cure
was going to be messy. That or Buffy was going to rip her clothes off. 

"You have ten minutes to meet us in the basement. Do not be late. I will
start with the elf." Buffy announced picking Kir up and pulling her to the
basement. Willow just chuckled; at least her life was never boring.

When a naked Willow made it to the bottom of the stairs she found an equally
naked Buffy with her elf tied up. Kir's arms were tied to her ankles behind
her back. It reminded Willow of a human rocking horse. 

On the floor were two white sheets. The sheets had large pictures drawn on
them in black marker. Beside the sheet were seven different color paint
trays and rollers. The paint trays were about the same size as Kir's body. 

"This isn't fair." Kir cried, "I thought Willow was going to be the brush!" 

Buffy just used her belt and hit Kir's bottom. From the redness, Willow
guessed the slayer had already spanked Kir.

"Quiet." Buffy sternly said to the elf, hitting her one last time.

"So we are painting with elves tonight?" Willow asked. Sometimes Buffy
really did get out there.

"Elves and witches. But we are starting with lustful Elves with cardinal
desires on my wife." 

"I think the red paint will look good on the drawing?" Willow said lifting
Kir up with her mind. She moved the elf over and then dropped her splat into
the red paint tray. Kir groaned as she was dipped into the paint. Willow
rocked her body in the paint getting it covered with as much paint as
possible. She then lifted Kir up and moved her to the center of the sheet.
She dropped Kir from about four inches off the four. The elf groaned. 

Buffy was busy covering a roller with blue paint. "Can I use the elf now?"
Buffy asked.

"Sure." Willow replied She was having fun picking up Kir and dropping her
red paint covered body on the sheet.

Buffy walked over and grabbed Kir by the rope. She picked her up with one
hand like she was a sack and began rolling her body with the blue paint.
Willow noticed that Buffy was really painting her breasts and pubic hair
with the roller. Elves could get so horny, she thought to herself as Kir
grunted and tried to open her legs wider up for the roller. Then Buffy took
her over to the other sheet and dropped her much harder than Willow herself
had. Buffy wasn't the least bit gentle as she used Kir's body to paint her
sheet. 

After dipping the elf into more paint and using her a few more times they
untied the elf and massaged her limbs. Then Kir's arms and legs were tied in
front of her. The witch and slayer used Kirs' back to add color to their
pictures. Though Buffy did continue to roll paint between the elf's legs.
The little elf squirmed each time the slayer worked the roller over her
clit. 

Growing bored of tormenting the elf. Buffy rolled her roller into the green
paint and moved over to Willow. She quickly painted the witch's breasts.
Then she slowly colored her pussy. Oh how slowly she used the roller there.
Willow just opened her legs and let Buffy color. It was a very relaxing
thing to do. Willow then lay down on the sheet and rolled across the sheet
on the wet paint. Letting her body roll over the whole of the sheet. Buffy
joined her lying in the center of the wet paint. Willow took the roller out
of Buffy's hand and began to roll blue paint on the slayer. Willow loved to
color and this was the worlds greatest canvas. Willow took her time making
sure every little spot was dipped in the cold blue paint. Then Buffy rolled
on the sheet adding her own color.

They lay there for a while kissing and rolling around on the floor. Enjoying
the feel of the wet paint on their skin as it dried.

"Still want me to quit coloring." Willow asked between tender kisses. 

"No I think I like it myself." Buffy said seconds before shoving a pair of
underwear in the elf's mouth. "Why don't the two of us go up and take a
shower. Maybe paint a different kind of picture. The elf can clean up in the
morning." Buffy said picking Willow up in her arms and carrying her up to
the shower. 

The elf just groaned and pulled at the ropes while squeezing her legs
together. Buffy hollered down the stairs. "Kir I'll fuck you in the
morning."




"I wear the cheese it does not wear me." Bald Man, Buffy the Vampire Slayer.