REPOST: Der Weidedämon (5/?)

["Shadow" <Shadowlander1@xxxxxxx>]

Title: Der Weidedämon (5/?)
Author: Shadowlander
Email: Shadowlander1@xxxxxxx - or - Tankesly@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters commonly associated with
Buffy the Vampire Slayer; they belong to others and are used without
permission. No copyright infringement is intended.
Archive: The usual places, all others please ask first.
Pairing: W/S/F; with shades of W/F/C
Rating: NC-17
Notes: Thanks to Quin who showed me how to get the blasted accent marks
into my text - I hate American keyboards. Maybe now I can stop sounding
like an idiot in my native language. You're the best Quin! :)

DER WEIDEDÄMON (5/?)

Getting Willow into the shower proved a bit harder then the two had planned,
the redhead seemed to be fascinated by the three showerheads and the jet
sprays of water. After a few false starts, Faith finally coaxed her into
the shower stall as Cordelia reached for the bottle of shampoo. 'Apple
Cinnamon?' she questioned herself reading the label, a small part of her
never wanting to know why Spike owned a bottle of scented shampoo, she was
sure the knowledge would scar her for life. Shaking her head to clear it of
the unwanted images, the former-cheerleader squirted some of the scented gel
into her hand and turned her attention to the redhead, who seemed quite
fascinated by the dark Slayer.

Willow allowed the water to run over her body for a moment enjoying the
pulsing spray, before turning her attention to the dark-haired woman across
from her. Stepping closer, she tentatively reached out to touch the Slayer.

Faith nearly jumped out of her skin when Willow tentatively put a hand on
her naked breast. Visible gulping when the redhead's eyes seemed to light
up and she was certain she really did hear another purr out of her friend.
"Ah, Red... that may not be such a good idea", Faith said a bit hesitantly
shooting Cordelia an annoyed look over Willow's head at the ex-cheerleader's
amused chuckle. Although that didn't stop the little redhead from stepping
closer, her hand fondling the Slayer's breast with interest, all of her
attention focused on the Slayer's body and getting to know it a lot better.

Taking a shaky breathe to steady herself, Faith gently but firmly removed
the hand from her breast, even as that annoying voice in the back of her
mind was eager to start doing a little exploration to her own. 'No, Red is
not thinking clearly', she chastised herself, trying to keep control of her
hormones. It would not help Willow to back the shorter woman against the
wall and have her way with her, no matter how much her inner Slayer voice
was in total agreement with that other annoying voice in her head. Both of
those voices where really beginning to get on her nerves... always thinking
of sex or food... stupid inner ids.

Deciding to distract Willow, Cordelia started to wash the redhead's hair,
cringing in sympathy as her hands caressed her hair and skull. One
particular spot causing her a bit of concern, "I think she may have a
concussion", she said trying to focus on getting her friend clean and tucked
into the nearest bed without doing something she may regret later... like
joining the redhead in bed. Only to stop in her administrations as Willow
turned to face her, pinning the seer in place with a lustful stare. Now it
was time for Cordelia to gulp as her friend stepped closer to her. 'Did she
just purr?'

Stepping well within Cordelia's personal space, Willow raised one hand and
ran it down the seer's neck and shoulder, trying to commit the form to
memory. Or at least, that is what is felt like to Cordelia who suddenly
felt like a high-priced computer system the young hacker once drooled over
in LA. That was the only way she could explain the focused, direct, almost
predatory look she was getting for her. "Ah... Wills..." she began, but
couldn't finish as Willow leaned closer taking one of her breasts into her
mouth, effectively sending all rational thought out the window.

Behind the two, Faith fought with the wave of jealousy that hit her at
seeing the ex-cheerleader being pinned to a shower wall by 'her' Red. 'Damn
it that should be me', that annoying little voice fumed, while her inner
Slayer voice was practically humming with all sorts of possibilities the
three of them could do together. 'The may queen isn't a bad looker and Red
certainly looks like she is getting her ready for a good fucking, so why not
join them', her inner Slayer voice reasoned, 'I bet the two of them would
look fan-fucking-tastic as I screwed them'.

Willow nestled closer to the brunette, enjoying the feel of hands running
through her hair, although the strange scent that seemed to fill the air was
a bit distracting to her and yet familiar at the same time. Sensing the
other woman behind her, she gave the breast one last lick before turning to
its twin, playfully blowing on it before taking it between her teeth.
'Mine... they both are mine', she reasoned, as age old instincts began to
take over, the urge to mate and claim what was hers becoming stronger with
each beat of her heart. That only things that were missing were the two
males, her other mates... or did she belong to them... it was all too
confusing, best to finish with this mating when go onto the males.

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

Down the hall... Spike's master bedroom -

Spike stood before the television broadcasting the three women in the
shower, stroking his hard cock as he watched his little witch slowly lower
herself to her knees before the May Queen. His demon pleased that he never
bothered to disconnect the video equipment hidden in most of the rooms in
the mansion. He couldn't believe he almost forgot about the cameras,
wasting a good fifteen minutes downstairs, with his sire and the rest of the
morons, when he could have been up here watching his witch getting it on
with the two in the shower.

While his demon did fume a bit over the fact that one of the other women was
a Slayer, he did have to admit that Red and the cheerleader did look good
together. 'May have to take her in too', he thought, his mind already
envisioning the things he would teach both girls once they were his, 'after
all she is going to be all alone when I stake that poof of a sire of mine
and kill the rest of the Sunnyhell twits'.

Only to be brought out of his silent musings by another hand wrapping itself
around his cock, as Angel finally made his presence known in the room.
"Little boy likes to watch my mate... doesn't he?" he purred into Spike's
ear, pressing his own erection against the blonde vampire's ass. "If you're
a good boy... I'll let you play".

"Let go... bloody wanker", Spike growled, trying not to respond to the hand
on his cock slowly stroke and squeezing him.

"They look good together, don't they", Angel continued, his lips barely
caressing the other vampire's ear in a husky whisper. "What would you do to
be allowed to play with them all?"

"What are you talking about, Poofelus. You've got a soul. No happies for
you", Spike taunted, his demon pushing forward eager to play, just as long
as his sire played too. And strangely enough the demon wanted to play with
the Slayer too, something about her called to him, almost daring him to try
and shag her.

"I got news for you Spikey, the soul... its permanent, a gift from Willow",
the dark vampire purred before licking his childe's neck.

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

Back in the bathroom -

Faith gently pulled the redhead into her arms one hand eagerly running down
Willow's flat stomach disappearing between the girl's legs. "That's it
Red... let me take care of you", she whispered into her ear, as the hacker
arched into her touch. Only to be interrupted by a pounding on the door.

"Hey, you guys okay in there?" Buffy yelled from the other side of the door,
having grown concerned over what was taking so long.

"She couldn't wait another twenty minutes. No, she has to be pounding on
the door now", Faith growled lowly, sharing a frustrated look with Cordelia
as the pounding continued, "Yeah we're fine. We'll be out in a minute!"
She called out in a louder voice, 'so' not wanting B to break down the door
and catch them.

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

Spike's room -

Angel finished jerking his childe off, the two continuing to watch the
television screen. "Clean yourself up boy... we'll talk about this later.
You are to mention nothing about my soul to Buffy or that Delia is my mate",
he growled before stepping back, bringing his cum covered hand to his lips.

Hastily fastening his pants and turning to glare at his sire, Spike felt
himself begin to harden again as he watched his sire lick his hand clean.
It was at that moment he realized that he would do anything to get his sire
back in his bed again even if he did still have a soul. "Right... sure, no
problem mate, not like Slutty would believe me anyway", he tried to sound
unaffected over this new development. 'Great just great, like my unlife
wasn't complicated enough'.

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

Downstairs -

Giles was looking through the spell book found in the old master's lair,
something tugging at the back of his mind. "I'm going to start researching
this... Wesley, please keep me apprised of Willow condition", he said
already heading for the door, his mind clearly on the book in his hand.

Watching the other man leave, Wesley turned his attention to the unconscious
Ethan Rayne who had been rather unceremoniously dropped in a corner of the
room by the souled vampire when they had first arrived. "What shall we do
with him?"

"We could call Dru in Rio and ask her if she wants a new toy", Xander
suggested helpfully. Remembering how possessive the insane vampire had
gotten toward Willow before Buffy made a deal with Spike to stop Angelus
from opening the hellmouth. Part of the deal was to take Dru with him and
to keep her out of Sunnydale.

"No, no I think that would be quite unnecessary Mister Harris", Wesley
replied, recalling his one and only encounter with Angel's insane childe,
never wanting to experience that again. That female vampire seemed
determined to castrate him for having the misfortune of being just a bit too
friendly with the redhead for Dru's liking. As it was the only reason he
was spared that particular fate was by the timely arrival of his own Slayer.
Although that didn't spare him the nightmares he had for a week afterward of
Dru carrying through with her threat.

"Oh yeah that's right... she doesn't like you", Xander commented with an
evil grin.

"She doesn't like you either chubs", Spike said entering the main room once
more, his own eyes shining with images of his dark princess torturing all of
the human twits. Drusilla would go on and on about killing the moron and
the watcher for looking at her Little Tree, at the time Spike didn't know
exactly whom she was talking about, until he followed her one night and saw
the girl for himself. That was when she had became his obsession, he knew
that she would be his one way or another... it was all a matter of time.

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

Upstairs -

Cordelia pulled the black t-shirt, recently confiscated from Spike's dresser
drawer, over Willow's head, although the redhead was making it a bit hard to
do so since she kept trying to kiss the former may queen. Not that Faith was
any help, the dark Slayer had gotten a little hand slipped between her legs
when she tried to dry off the redhead. On the other side of the door Buffy
and Angel stood talking lowly after running Spike back downstairs once
getting the t-shirt from him.

"What took the blonde wonder so long?" Buffy asked absently. Her mind was
on her best friend who was clearly not acting herself, if that whole
cringing from Xander thing was any indication.

"Oh he got distracted by something... nothing major", Angel replied, his
mind on his mate and Willow making love in the shower. Seeing Cordelia
getting eaten by the redhead, stirred something in the vampire, his demon
half moving forward demanding to claim her... that his mate would enjoy
having another lover. Pushing aside the images of his Delia and Willow in
bed together, while he and Spike watched, Angel forcibly reminded himself
that now was not the time for such thoughts. They did have other matters to
attend to first, like finding out what Ethan did to Willow and then killing
the bastard.

The two were brought out of their silent musings by the bathroom door
opening and Faith stepped into the hall, a sleepy Willow cradled in her
arms. "Where are we going to put her?"

"This way..." Angel directed to the room that Spike had picked out for the
redhead, the others having decided that it would be for the best to keep
Willow here at the mansion for the time being, since she seemed to be the
most comfortable with Spike, Faith and Cordelia. Besides it wasn't like
they were going to leave her here unsupervised... Angel had already told his
childe that he would be staying at the mansion too, whether he liked it or
not. And after what had happened in the bedroom he doubted that Spike would
complain too much about the arrangement now outside of a few complaints for
Buffy's sake.

Once settling the hacker on the queen-size bed, Faith moved to stand only to
be stopped by a hand on her arm pulling her back down. Looking into scared
green eyes, she finally relented and crawled into bed with the redhead,
curling around the smaller woman somewhat protectively. Almost at once
Willow settled down and closed her eyes drifting off to sleep.

"Maybe we should..."

"Yeah good idea", Angel said ushering the other two out of the room.

"You think Faith is going to finally admit she loves Willow and not leave
when all of this is over with?" Buffy asked looking at the closed bedroom
door.

End Part Five.



Shadow --
Dir. of Pub. Safety of the SECoLGA and Chief Dungeon Keeper. Vampire Teddy
Bear and Flying Fox {Fruit Bat} of the Woods Outback. The Big Bad and
Little Comma. Mistress of Mischief, corruptor of the innocent, tormentor of
Quindolyn. Founding Member of the Get Willow and Buffy Naked Society.
{GWBN -- Hey, its a way of life.} Dark Mistress of Weirdness. Yang to
Alex's Yin. Charter Member of the Hand of Chaos, member of the Order of the
Silver Claw of the Highland Werewolves of Gaia. :{