FIC: Stormchaser Interlude II (1/1)

["Shadow" <Shadowlander1@xxxxxxx>]

Title: Stormchaser Interlude II (1/1)
Author: Shadowlander
Email: Shadowlander1@xxxxxxx
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters commonly associated with
Buffy the Vampire Slayer; they are owned by others and are used without
permission. No copyright infringement is intended.
Pairing: Buffy/Willow
Archive: The usual places... if you want it ask first.
Rating: PG
Note: This is a Stormchaser Interlude set in the future... one lazy Sunday
afternoon and a bored cat. It has really nothing to do with Stormchaser as
a whole but is merely one of the possible futures that may play out. And
well I was bored and Anne-Lise and Melinda encouraged me to post it. :)

STORMCHASER INTERLUDE II (1/1)

It was a quiet Sunday, Joyce actually finding the time to pull out her
knitting supplies and work on the muffler she was making for Giles's
birthday before he went back to England to "beat some information out of the
Council" as her daughter so colourfully put it. While she wasn't all that
sure about Buffy's renewed association with the Council of Watchers that not
so long ago actively tried to kill her, shortly after she and Faith went
'rogue' to keep the Mayor from becoming a demon. She didn't care what Giles
said, in her view anyone who tried to murder her own daughter in her home
was not to be trusted ever again, good thing Willow had been there to stop
the would-be assassin, Joyce didn't want to think about having to bury a
child. 'Willow,' Joyce thought with a small smile turning her attention to
the large russet coloured mountain lion that was currently sunning herself
by the window, the young shape shifter deciding to spend the day in cat
form.

While it had taken her sometime to get used to the fact that her daughter
was mated to a were-cat, let alone that very same were-cat was female, she
couldn't deny the fact that Willow was devoted to Buffy, if the loud purring
coming from their basement room at all hours of the night was any
indication. And Buffy did seem happy and content, that was the only thing
that really mattered in the end.

Sensing Mother Joyce watching her, the large cat rolled over her dark green
eyes carefully studying the human for a long moment before a naughty little
thought formed in her mind. Turning her attention to a stray ball of yarn,
her tail absently twitching back and forth as she studied her 'prey' with
through narrowed eyes.

Seeing the change in the cat and recognizing 'pounce' mode, "Don't you
dare," she warned as Willow suddenly lunged forward pouncing on a stray ball
of blue yarn with a happy purr. Pulling her feet back instinctively Joyce
watched the large predator play with the ball of yarn with a bewildered
look, her knitting long forgotten as Willow somehow managed to get herself
wrapped up in the yarn. Finally loosing her battle with laughter as the
mountain lion looked up at her inquisitively a long piece of blue yarn
dragged over her furry head and dangling in her face, Joyce tried to keep
herself from falling out of her chair. "So... what are you going to do
now?" she finally asked, gasping for breathe as the cat batted at the piece
of yarn in her face with one paw refusing to change forms and remove it with
human hands.

Stilling suddenly, the cat turned her head toward the front door, her eyes
narrowing once more as she shifted into pounce mode, the yarn hanging off
her body forgotten as she stalked closer to the door ready to make her move
as the door opened. Leaning forward, trying to keep from laughing as she
watched the lion stalk her new prey, having a pretty good idea just who was
about to enter, Joyce berated herself for not having a camera ready to
record this rather odd ritual the cat had of greeting people she was fond
of.

Dawn barely had time to yelp as the large mountain lion pounced on her, a
cold wet rough tongue licking her face happily. "Help!" she yelled trying
to push away Willow's furry face even as Buffy brought out in a fit of
laughter.

Closing the front door, Buffy leaned against it as laughter shook her slim
body, "Told you... I should enter first," she got out as tears rolled down
her face, knowing exactly how it felt to have over 100 lbs of cat pouncing
on you when you weren't expecting it. Remembering the one time Willow had
actually tackled her outside in broad daylight in front of several of the
neighbours. Mom stopped letting Wills run around outside in cat form after
that, even if she did promise to only stalk butterflies in the back yard.
It just wigged out the neighbours too much to see a large predatory cat
stalking butterflies in the backyard, although stalking vampires in the
front yard during a full moon was quite all right by the neighbours.

"Buff... HELP!" Dawn yelled again as Willow continued to lick her face and
purr happily.

Finally satisfied that her little sister had been greeted properly, the cat
turned her attention to her mate, her eyes taking on that lustful look she
always got whenever she looked at her life-mate for prolonged periods of
time. "Oh no you don't," Buffy warned as the cat suddenly lunged for her,
Willow shape shifting before she made contact back to her human form, a loud
thud shaking the door as her lips where all ready pressing against Buffy's,
her tongue slipping eagerly inside.

Breaking the kiss once oxygen had become a really important issue, Buffy
gave her mate a rueful look, one eyebrow arching as she picked off a strand
of blue yarn out of Willow's hair. "Bored again, huh?" she asked not
understanding her mate's need to do really 'cat-like' things, like attacking
balls of yarn and using vampires as a claw sharpening post, at times.

"You were late," Willow growled playfully, "and mother Joyce won't let me
out to play with the neighbours," she said purring happily always glad to
see her life-mate, even when she was wet and covered in slime from patrol.
She really liked her like that, because it meant she got to get her mate
naked and got to 'help' clean her up, the two always ending up doing naughty
things in the shower.

"I was at the movies!" Buffy defended, "you could have come if you wanted
to."

"Yeah right and have all three of us get kicked out because Willow was
purring and trying to get you naked," Dawn retorted. "You know how she gets
about blood and explosions."

"There was blood?" Willow said, turning back to Dawn even as Buffy continued
to pick off the strands of blue yarn off her body, her cat moving forward at
the words.

"Yeah... lots.... it was a war movie Willow, you would have loved it...
blood everywhere," Dawn explained with a wide smile, knowing how Willow's
cat reacted about around blood and destruction.

"Oh no you don't," Buffy warned, grabbing the back of Willow's shirt and
pulling her back, "no talk of blood for you." She added, knowing how worked
up her mate got and how she had to be able to patrol tonight because of all
the demons the Initiative clowns were pissing off with their blunderings.
If Wills got too worked up Buffy wouldn't be able to stand let alone patrol,
knowing from experience that blood made Willow horny at times, and damn it
all there were some limits to her stamina, she can't patrol after getting
shagged into unconsciousness by her frisky mate...she just couldn't, she was
not a machine.

"Spoilsport," Willow pouted, before turning and giving her mate a lick on
the neck letting her know that the limited talk of blood had done its job,
"why don't we go downstairs and take a 'nap'?" She suggested with a lustful
look in her eyes, silently promising her mate that rest would be the last
thing Buffy would get if she went downstairs with her.

"Oh get a ROOM you two," Dawn groaned making a face.

"Good idea," Willow's cat purred liking the way her little sister thought at
times.

The end.



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